No Escape (Incubus!Stripper!SebastianxReader) Pt.3

“Spill the beans, (Name).” Alois demanded with a hand on his hip as eager icy blue orbs studied your features carefully, trying to catch any change in your expression.

Alois was your coworker, the two of you worked at a small coffee shop near campus. The boisterous blonde quickly grew on you and you enjoyed his company. He wasn’t the most dedicated worker out there, but his looks brought in many customers, males and females alike. If it weren’t for his popularity you were sure Elizabeth, your boss, would have fired him ages ago.

“It’s really nothing, Alois.” You concentrated on rearranging the pastries in the display case, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the prying blonde.

“That’s bullshit. You’re glowing (Name)!” The blonde gasped in surprise as a thought struck him. “Did you get laid!?”

“No!”

“Then what?”

“Does Lizzy know you’re wearing booty shorts to work again?” You raised an eyebrow quizzically at the blonde as you tried to change the subject to your boss instead.

Alois snorted and rolled his eyes. “She’s such a prude! She should kiss my glorious ass for all the business it brings her!”

You giggled as your coworker swayed his denim clad hips before he snuck over to the display case and popped a chocolate chip cookie into his mouth.

“Now tell me what happened last night or so help me (Name), I will spank it out of you.”

“You are such a pervert, Alois.” You sighed in exasperation, used to your coworker’s perverse ways. This was tame for Alois, who constantly overshared every detail of his colorful sex life with you.

Alois rolled his eyes at your reaction as you eyed the attractive blonde suspiciously, afraid he would share the details of his latest escapades. “You need some kinky sex in your life.”

“I have plenty of kinky sex in my life.” You huffed in annoyance as you busied yourself with cleaning the counter. It was a rainy day so business was slow and the cafe was completely empty.

“Reading fanfics doesn’t count, (Name).”

You shot the blonde a heated glare at the mention of your guilty pleasure and playfully punched him on the arm. “It does too.” You muttered under your breath as you returned to your task.

“So are you gonna tell me? Or am I gonna have to spank-”

“Alright, alright! I’ll tell you, but there isn’t much to tell.” You took a deep breath as you recounted the events of the previous night, from Ciel being grinded on, to Sebastian asking you back to his place.

Alois stared at you for several long moments, mouth gaping and eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

“Are you fucking kidding me, (Name)?”

“Uhmm….no?” You drawled uncertainly, not exactly sure to what part of the story the blonde was referring to.

“Let me get this shit straight. This Sebastian guy was going to fuck you senseless and Ciel fucking cockblocked you?” Alois hissed, looking genuinely furious as his icy blue orbs fixated on you.

“Oh my fuck, Alois. Do you really have to say it like that?”

“Say what?” The blonde asked with feigned innocence. “That Sebastian was going to fuck you senseless?” He repeated slowly, pronouncing each syllable carefully, making sure to draw out your discomfort.

You did not need your imagination to wander back to your daydreams, you had already spent all day in class thinking about the mysterious dancer. You couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if things played out a little differently last night. If Ciel hadn’t showed up, would you have spent the night with the garnet eyed man? And if you did, what would that have been like? Would it have been as mindblowing and breathtaking as you had imagined? Would it have been sweet, slow and sensual? Or rough, needy, and aggressive? Maybe a sweet combination of both?

“Who exactly am I fucking?”

Both of your heads whipped to the front of the counter only to see the beautiful ravenette grinning, his gorgeous garnet eyes glimmering with a combination of mischief and amusement.

Speak of the devil.

“S-Sebastian!” You squeaked in terror at the realization that he heard every word Alois drawled out. “What are you doing here?!”

“I just came by to grab a cup of coffee, I’m supposed to meet a friend here.”

The blonde stared at Sebastian as if he were in some sort of trance.

“You’re Sebastian?” Alois asked, still in shock and trying to process the new information without much luck. “Oh my fucking fuck, (Name). You didn’t tell me he was sex on legs! He’s practically a god!”

The color drained from your face as you stared at the eccentric blonde in complete mortification. You were so embarrassed that he was openly gawking at the ravenette and said such things casually. You wished the ground would split open and swallow you whole. What merciful god would allow you to suffer through such humiliation? This was precisely when you concluded there must be no god.

“My my, has (Name) been talking about me?” Sebastian asked with a playful smirk gracing his features as he spoke to the blonde and glanced at you from the corner of his eye. He didn’t look to be bothered by Alois’s fawning over his appearance, he was surely used to such reactions.

“She hasn’t shut the fuck up.”

“Alois!!”

“You unleashed the Niagara falls on her panties last night.”

“ALOIS!!”

You hadn’t even mentioned that detail. You were ready to succumb to the sweet embrace of death at this point.

“Are you gay?” The blonde raised an eyebrow at the ravenette, who only seemed to be growing more and more amused each moment.

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

“Fairly.”

“Damn!”

You were ready to slam your head against the wall. There was no reason for you to go on living anymore. On the bright side you wouldn’t have to hear the dirty details from Alois’s newest conquest since he couldn’t jump Sebastian’s bones.

“Oh, look! A customer!” You practically flew to the register in the corner, desperate to get away from the two men.

A dark haired man approached the register with an unnerving grin, causing you to shift awkwardly. His eyes were glued onto you, roaming your form in a way that made you feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Can I help you, sir?” You asked politely with a smile as you tried to ignore his lecherous eyes and disturbing grin.

“I’ll have a coffee.” He placed some money in your hand, purposefully brushing his hand against yours and lingering longer than necessary. You shivered in disgust and drew your hand back quickly. You placed the money in the register before turning around to prepare his drink.

“Hold on, babe.” The man grabbed your wrist as you turned away, causing you to come to a jerking halt. You spun around as he pulled you closer, shock and anger written on your features

“Let me take you on a date.” He was inches away from your face now, his breath reeked of alcohol despite it only being late afternoon.

Before you could snatch your hand back and give this asshole a piece of your mind Sebastian appeared out of nowhere, towering over the man with his impressive height.

Alois stormed over looking absolutely livid, surely ready to punch this guy in the face before Sebastian looked at him and shook his head, indicating that he would handle this.

“I suggest you take your filthy hands off the lovely lady. She obviously has no interest in the likes of you.” He wore a smile that held feigned kindness as his eyes glowed with murderous intent.

“Who the fuck are you?” The stranger snarled at the ravenette as his grip on your wrist tightened.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m her boyfriend.” The garnet eyed man grinned proudly, as if he owned a priceless rare artifact, before his demeanor completely changed. He scowled at the intoxicated man, his beautiful features distorted into something utterly terrifying as his eyes smouldered with a searing rage that put the flames of hell to shame. The lights seemed to dim and the temperature dropped significantly causing you to shiver as goose bumps appeared on your arms. Your eyes were glued onto the demon as his entire being emanated a menacing, spine-chilling aura.

“Let go of her. Now.” Sebastian hissed as his menacing garnet eyes bore into the now frightened man’s eyes. His demand held an intimidating sense of authority and power that the man didn’t dare question. His eyes widened in terror before he released your wrist and scurried out of the shop as if the devil were on his tail.

Little did you know how close to the truth that was.

You shivered reflexively as the same terror you felt last night creeped into your mind. You were once again awestruck by the ravenette and petrified all at once. Before you could gather your thoughts or even properly thank the older man, the bell on the front door chimed, indicating a customer had walked in.

“Faustus.” Sebastian greeted the golden eyed man with a smirk. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.”

“Michaelis.” The man replied stoically as he adjusted his glasses and glanced at Sebastian.

“(Name), this is Claude Faustus. I believe your friend got better acquainted with him last night if I’m not mistaken.” The ravenette smirked in amusement as he introduced his friend to you. “And Claude, this is (Name).”

“Hello, Claude.” You greeted the dancer with a warm smile and an outstretched hand, which he took gingerly with a slight nod of his head.

“Well hell-fucking-lo, my name is Alois Trancy.” The blonde shoved you out of the way as he practically threw himself over the counter to greet the handsome ravenette. “But don’t wear it out, darling, we can do that later.” Alois winked flirtatiously as the golden eyed man’s eyes widened a fraction in surprise.

“I’m sorry, Claude. You’ll have to forgive Alois.” You smiled apologetically and chuckled while the blond pouted next to you.“He's...well he's just Alois. He takes time to get used to, but I assure you he’s harmless.”

“Hey!”

“I see.” Claude deadpanned as he inspected the bubbly blonde carefully from behind his black frames.

“Well, since you came all this way, can I get anything for the two of you?”

“Coffee. Black please.”

Like my soul...or lack thereof. Sebastian thought darkly to himself causing a faint smirk to tug at the corners of his lips.

“Earl Grey for me.” Claude said seconds before Alois zipped around to prepare his drink, causing you to roll your eyes.

Sebastian pulled out his wallet to pay causing you to shake your head gently.

“Oh no. This one is on the house.” You grinned and brushed a strand of (h/c) hair behind your ear. “That’s the least I could do for my supposed boyfriend and savior is it not?”

“Would you have prefered me to say lover?” Sebastian's garnet eyes shone mischievously as a playful smirk graced his sinful lips.

“Oh my god, would you two fuck each other already.” Alois groaned as his blond head poked from behind several blenders and machines and rolled his eyes dramatically.

“And you call Ciel the cockblock!?” You whispered furiously as you stomped over to Alois and tossed a dirty rag at the blue eyed blasphemy. Sebastian chuckled as he glanced at the two of you bickering and took a seat at the table in the far corner of the shop next to Claude.

“Shut up, you love me.”

“I would sell you to satan for a dorito.”

“As long as I can sell you to satan for a furry butt plug.” Alois stuck his tongue out at you as he poured the Earl Grey into a mug while you prepared Sebastian’s drink.

“But seriously! Claude is hot as fuck! Since you and Sebastian...have a thing, if you would even call it that, I call dibs!”

“Good luck, he looks like he already has something shoved up his ass.”

“Just the way I like it. He’s probably a freak in bed.” Alois smirked devilishly as he sauntered over to the table with the drinks placed on a tray, making the effort to sway his denim clad hips.

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“I’m certainly surprised to see her still living, Sebastian.” Claude raised an eyebrow as he took a sip of his tea, his orbs flickering over to you in mild curiosity. “Perhaps you have lost your touch.”

“One must learn to appreciate such an exquisite meal, Claude.” A low chuckle escaped the garnet eyed man, a cocky grin that revealed the tips of his fangs painted itself on his soft features. “And I do enjoy a challenge.” Sebastian’s eyes flashed demonically as his pupils contracted into mere slits as he dragged out last word.

In truth, both of the demons were rather bored. Meals came far too easy with women constantly flinging themselves at the pair. They were predators, hunters, they lived for the chase. They thirsted to stalk their prey in the dead of night as they stealthily remained hidden in the shadows. They longed to see the look of desperation and terror as they drained the life from any poor soul that was unfortunate enough to cross paths with the ravenous incubi.

Sebastian delighted in their final moments, he was always interested to see which of two ways his victims would react. Some were so far gone in their ecstasy that they didn’t even realize that they were facing their demise, or even notice the demonic being’s hellish wings sprout from his back and his fangs elongate as they buried themselves in the tender flesh of their necks. Others would awaken from the spell as their strength began to wane, their eyes glued on to the monster before them with unparalleled dread and horror. The last thing they would ever see was Sebastian’s fuchsia orbs gleaming with carnal hunger and a feral, demonic grin distorting his once godly visage into a thing of nightmares. Of course, the demon’s sadistic nature preferred the latter.

Sebastian took a sip of the scalding liquid as his sharp eyes trained themselves on your delicate form. Feeling eyes on you, you placed the last canister of tea on it’s respective shelf before you turned toward the devilish garnet irises. The captivating ravenette winked flirtatiously as your eyes met causing you to unconsciously dart your tongue out and lick your lips.

“She does smell divine.” Claude mused as he swished what was left of his tea around in the ceramic mug out of boredom. “Why not just take her? Before someone else does…”

Demons like incubi were not bound to the frivolous morals humans were. Consent was irrelevant, they had the power to seduce any human they wished and even lower level demons if necessary. An incubus’s spell was extremely compelling and powerful, it was almost impossible resist. Almost.

Sebastian rarely relied on his powers, preferring instead to seduce his prey with his natural charm to keep things entertaining. It was a game to him, a game he always won.

“I could, but I prefer my prey to be willing.”

“Are you sure you’re not becoming soft, Michaelis.” The older demon said in a mocking tone as he raised a thin eyebrow skeptically.

A wicked smile slowly formed on the younger demon’s lips as his eyes glimmered sadistically. “I want her doom to be her own doing, a consequence of her own choices.I want her to know that this could have all been prevented as she falls deeper into the depths of her own despair, as the life slowly leaves her beautiful (e/c) eyes. I want to see her suffer.”

“I saw what happened with that other man before I came in, you almost gave yourself away.” The golden eyed demon hissed as his grip on the mug tightened, almost breaking it. “ Would one get jealous over mere prey?”

Sebastian glanced at you once more as you cheerfully greeted a customer with a gentle wave and a radiant smile. You exuded such kindness and optimism, you were so full of life and happiness. Sebastian wanted to crush it all in the most brutal and barbaric manner possible. He was going to toy with you, deceive you, and he was going to enjoy every second of it. He was a demon after all, a high ranking incubus even. He was going to do it simply because he could and no one could stop him.

“Don’t fret, Faustus. I’ll tear her throat open with my bare hands.”