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Shall We Dance?

Sebastian X OC/Reader

Ciel idly sipped at his cup of tea while reading over the morning newspaper until there was a knock at the door. Slowly, the door opened and in stepped Sebastian, holding a few envelopes. He walked over to Ciel, picking out one in particular and handing it to him.

“My lord, this is from Madame Red,” he said with his smooth, calm voice.

Rolling his eyes and grunting in exasperation, Ciel took the letter and opened it carefully, taking the parchment that was inside and opening it. His eyes quickly scanned the paper in his usual manner, then went wide slowly. Reading his expression, Sebastian looked at Ciel questioningly. After a moment, Ciel slapped his palm to his forehead and let the letter drop so that it was readable from where Sebastian was standing. Quickly, Sebastian's eyes ghosted over the parchment with curiosity.

Dearest Ciel,

It has occurred to me that the Phantomhive household is too socially withdrawn. That being said, I have scheduled a ball at your house tomorrow night. Please be dressed in your finest clothes and have the staff prepare for this event. Sebastian will be in charge of the door, helping the ladies out of the carriages and whatnot. And don't forget to smile!


Madame Red

Chuckling, Sebastian straightened himself as his eyes glanced at Ciel.

“Well, sir, I do hope you remember that waltz I taught you.”

He had barely enough time to dodge a teacup being thrown at him.

~Time Skip!~

Sebastian's P.O.V.

Carriage after carriage pulled up to the Phantomhive manor. I worked quickly, getting the people inside the carriage and onto the ground as the next pulled up. After what seemed like an eternity had passed, I assumed I was done, but as I turned to head inside, one last carriage pulled up to the steps. I opened the door and inside was a young lady dressed in a (f/c) ball gown with (s/f/c) trimming around the frilled layers around the top and bottom. Her (h/c) hair was up in an elegant fashion and was held back by (s/f/c) flowers, which only complimented her beauty. She stood quietly and took my hand, letting me help her out of the carriage. When she stepped down, she gave me a soft, yet sweet smile.

“Thank you, Sebastian,” she said softly as she picked up her skirts slightly and proceeded up the stairs. I did not let my expression change on the outside, but inside my mind I was utterly amused by the fact that she addressed me by name when I have never met her before. It is impossible that we have met, for I would remember someone so beautiful.

Madame Red opened the door to the manor and held it for the mysterious woman, who curtsied for her and made her way inside. Looking until she was out of sight, Madame Red turned her head to address me.

“My, she sure looks lovely tonight,” she said softly, more to herself than to me.

I could not help myself any longer. I had to know who this lady was.

“My lady, who exactly was that exquisite girl?”

Her lips turn upward in a smirk as she winks at me.

“That was Lady Genevieve. Her full name is Lady Genevieve Anastasia Esther Watson of Jamestown.”

I also had started to smile.

“I see. She is the daughter of Lady Margret and Lord Victor Watson, yes?”

She nodded and chimed in as well.

“She is a musical prodigy, I hear.”

I quirked an eyebrow at her. “Oh?”

Chuckling, Madame Red motions for me to follow inside and I do, becoming more and more curious about Lady Genevieve.

We had entered the ballroom just in time for Ciel to make the announcement of her performance. The orchestra stopped and looked up at him, which was his cue to start his little introduction.

“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Lady Genevieve of Jamestown.”

The crowd clapped as Lady Genevieve stepped into the large circle of guests, doing a small curtsy for everyone before the orchestra started playing. She was still for about eight beats, then she opened her mouth and began to sing.

We've just been introduced,
I do not know you well,
But when the music started
Something drew me to your side

I was blown away by what I had just heard. It surely seemed impossible for someone to have as beautiful a voice as she possessed. All I could do was stand there and listen to this wonderful sound.

So many men and girls,
Are in each others arms.
It made me think we might be
Similarly occupied

Shall we dance?
On a bright cloud of music shall we fly?
Shall we dance?
Shall we then say "Goodnight and mean "Goodbye"?
Or perchance,
When the last little star has left the sky,
Shall we still be together
With our arms around each other
And shall you be my new romance?

And with that, she lifted her skirts up slightly and had begun to dance around the circle, doing what I had presumed was the polka. The way she carried herself, she was so graceful and elegant. I watched her with a strange feeling growing inside me when she suddenly stopped dancing and looked around, a slight blush of embarrassment blooming on her pale skin.

On the clear understanding
That this kind of thing can happen,
Shall we dance?
Shall we dance?
Shall we Dance?

After the last line, a man approached her and bowed to her, holding his hand toward her. Watching him go near her made my blood boil with anger. Especially since I had recognized him as the Viscount. She curtsied to him and they started doing a smaller, less enthusiastic version of the polka. She danced with him for about a minute, then twirled away and started to sing once more.

Shall we dance?
On a bright cloud of music shall we fly?
Shall we dance?
Shall we then say "Goodnight and mean "Goodbye"?
Or perchance,
When the last little star has left the sky,
Shall we still be together
With our arms around each other

And shall you be my new-

Suddenly, as she was singing the end of the next line, I had been making my way toward her and into the circle of people where she was standing. I opened my mouth, and we the last word together.


She looked at me strangely, still singing, just a bit quieter this time.

On the clear understanding
That this kind of thing can happen,

And on each of the emphasized words, I extended my hands one by one, then on the last, she planted her hands in mine.

Shall we dance?

Shall we dance?

Shall we Dance?

We looked at each other for just a moment, then she hesitantly picked up her skirts, took my hand as I positioned my other on her waist, and we were off, dancing all along the edge of the circle, careful not to get to close to the guests. After a few steps the crowd had started clapping and cheering for us. I glanced over at her and saw that she was smiling while she looked around to make sure she wouldn't step on anyone as we danced.

I loved everything about that moment; from the instant I heard her sing to the warmth of her body against my own, it was just pure bliss.

As I stopped for the ending, Genevieve twirled herself away from me, taking my hand again to help her stop in the direction I was facing, and stopped herself right on the last beat.

The crowd applauded us as the orchestra began to play another waltz, but I was more focused on Genevieve. She seemed to be more energetic now than when she was dancing with the Viscount, and that made me smile a bit.

At least, until the Viscount walked over to us, clapping his hands together slowly. He smiled at her after casting me a menacing glare.

“You were as lovely as ever, my dear Genevieve,” he said as he took her hand and kissed the top of it.

All I could do was watch Genevieve react as he tried his best to be a gentlemen instead of the unfaithful bastard that he was. She did not look too happy to even be touched by him, and I felt that I could only stand there with the anger in me rising drastically as he proceeded to sweet-talk her.

And eventually, he had hinted that he wanted to take her upstairs.

Now that was just over my limit. I angrily pushed passed him and made my way out of the crowd. I suppose it was being left alone with him that made her follow after me into the hallway where I could recollect myself. She gently placed a gloved hand on my shoulder.

“Sebastian, are you alright?” She asked, generally concerned.

After a deep exhale, I nodded and turned to face her.

“I am sorry, Lady Genevieve. I simply cannot stand the sight of the Viscount,” I offered as an excuse for my unacceptable behavior.

Instead she just smiled and shook her head slightly.

“You do not have to be sorry. For I also despise his presence. He thinks I'm just good for satisfying his 'tension',” she trailed off, looking out the window with a distant expression.

Then it was my turn to put my hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up at me.

“You are much far too good for the likes of him, Genevieve. You possess all these talents that the Viscount would not even cherish. You truly are one of a kind.”

I smiled at her and watched as her pale cheeks were painted a rosy red. Slowly, I reached up to grab her chin and lift her head up to look directly at me and began to lean in, brushing my lips against hers tenderly. She gasped softly at my touch, and a new sensation began blooming deep in the pit of my abdomen.

She was just so good.

So sweet.

And I soon began to realize that I had wanted her more than I thought I did.

Genevieve, as if sensing this, wound her arms around my neck as mine wrapped around her waist, drawing her closer to me and almost lifting her up off the ground. My tongue graciously swept over her lips, making her gasp softly. I took the opportunity and gently slipped my tongue into her mouth, memorizing every precious inch of it. As my tongue brushed the roof of her mouth, she groaned ever so softly into mine and that made me want her all the more.

I pulled apart for air and took her hand gently, smirking down at her.

“Shall we dance, my lady?”

Understanding my hint, she smiled again and nodded. That was all I needed to quickly take her through the living room and down the long hallway to my room. I opened the door and held it for her as she walked in, myself just behind.

I sat her down on my bed and loomed over her as my hands roamed their way to the back of her gown, quickly undoing the bow and pulling the zipper down. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me back into another passionate kiss, nipping at my bottom lip and making my want for her surge through my entire body. I smirked against her luscious lips as I gently started pulling at the garment, signaling her to pull away and raise her arms. I pulled the dress off her and tossed it to the floor as I locked my arms around her now bare waist, my fingers slightly digging into her back in desperation to pull her closer, loving the soft groan she let escape her lips in me doing so.

I worked as quickly as possible in undoing her black corset and getting it off, exposing new territories of her that were just as perfect as she seemed to be. I started to push her back until she was lying down on my bed, where I crawled over her and placed kissed and love bites all across the newly exposed skin. She gasped and arched her back as if offering her precious body to me. Smirking, I quickly came to her white frilled undergarments. I gingerly took the waistline of them and slid them off, leaving her now completely naked. Feeling satisfied, I stood up and began the length process of tearing my suit off without ripping the delicate material. Once I was also stripped bare, I climbed over her again and pressed my hips to hers so she could feel how much I indeed wanted her. Genevieve groaned loudly and tossed her head back, grabbing my shoulders with shaky hands. I leaned down and kissed her neck roughly as my fingers wandered their way down to her quivering legs, where I parted them and kissed my way down her stomach. When I reached my destination, I slipped my teeth past her folds and took her clitoris into my mouth and began to suck on it, eliciting loud moans and pleas from her, only fueling my churning lust. My teeth pulled on it gently before letting go and letting my tongue taste her precious juices. She tasted incredible as I continued circling her inner walls with my tongue. Her hands quickly sought out my head and grasped my hair gently, groaning my name and bucking her hips slightly. I continued my work until she was pleading with me for more, her hips rocking slowly until I held them down with my hands. Her body soon began to shake and quiver as she began to ride out her release, where she screamed my name and thrashed her head. Smirking, I crawl back over her to see her panting and flushed completely. I press my hips to hers again, teasing her clitoris with the tip of my penis. She moans loudly and grabs my shoulders as I steady myself at her entrance. I lean up to her and whisper in her ear in a low, soft yet smooth voice.

“Are you ready, Miss Genevieve?”

She swallowed and began to nod her head, signaling for me to thrust in and take her. She cried out and tossed her head back, gritting her teeth in pain at my size. I stayed completely still and stroked her hair until she began to relax her hips, and with that I started to move against her hips, thrusting my penis in and out of her roughly. She gasps and arches her back once more, and I lean down, nipping at her chest and nipples. I glanced over at her hands as they clawed at my bedsheets and smirked. I soon began to feel myself losing control over my body as my thrusts became rougher and less rhythmic. Genevieve's moans and pleas finally reached my ears and I knew by then that my control was absolutely gone. I kept thrusting into her and soon I hit something, which I assumed was the back of her. It also seemed to be her sweet spot from her reaction. Her beautiful features contorted into a look of pure pleasure and lust as I proceeded to hit that special spot over and over until I felt her walls tightening around me. I desperately increased my pace as she thrashed her entire body and cried out my name as if it were a twisted chant. With a final groan, I grabbed her hips and buried myself as deeply inside of her as I could possibly be, and came myself.

I pulled out of her and lie next to her panting body, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to me. She nuzzled her head into my chest and I began running my fingers through her silky hair.

After a moment, I leaned down and whispered into her ear.

“My sweet Genevieve, would you consider being mine?”

A warm smile graced her lips as she grabbed my face and kissed me again. I chuckle after we part for air and let her cuddle closer to me as I pull the blankets up over us.

I started humming Shall We Dance, and a moment or two after that, Genevieve had fallen sound asleep.

I can't believe I wrote another lemon xD

Anyway, this was inspired by the song 'Shall We Dance?' from Rodgers and Hammerstein's 'The King and I': [link]

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