Savior (Ciel x Male!Neko!Reader x Sebastian){Pt1}

You were sleeping peacefully until your butler came to wake you up.
“It’s time to wake up M’lord,” Jackson chided.
“Mmnngh. Five more minutes,” you mumbled into your pillow as you flipped around.
Jackson threw open your curtains and let the bright sunshine stream into your room. “You have a meeting with Ciel Phantomhive in about two hours.”
“I said five more minutes.”
Jackson rolled his eyes and pulled the blankets off of you. Your (h/c) ears twitched and you thrashed your tail in irritation. You finally sat up and stretched yourself like a cat. You let out a faint “Nya~” of content and rubbed your eyes.
“Glad to see that you’re finally up,” Jackson commented a bit dryly.
You stuck your tongue out at him and shooed him out so you could dress yourself. (That’s right, you do it yourself. *snap*) You put a hat on your head to cover your ears and wrapped your tail around your waist. Once you were dressed you wandered groggily to the dining hall for breakfast. You passed by your maid Olivia and you waved with a faint hello.
“G’morning Master (M/n)!” she greeted cheerfully.
“I told you to just call me (M/n).”
“Ah! Terribly sorry Mas- I mean (M/n).”
You waved off her apology with a fond smile and continued down the hall. When you entered the dining hall there was already a (plate/bowl) of (fav breakfast) waiting for you. You sat down and ate your breakfast, albeit a bit messily. Jackson and Olivia walked in once you were done eating. Olivia cleared the dishes away and Jackson told you what you had on your schedule for the day.
“As I mentioned earlier, you have a meeting with Earl Phantomhive in about an hour and a half from now. He would like to talk to you about you printing some advertisements for him,” Jackson reported.
“Yes, of course.”
With Ciel
“Sebastian, go find information on Lord (Surname). I would like to know things about the person I am going to discussing business with,” Ciel ordered.
Sebastian bowed with a hand over where his heart would be. (Do demons have hearts?) “Yes, Young Master.”
After an hour of searching, Sebastian had found out that you had just turned eighteen a few months ago and that you had inherited Great Britain’s largest printing press. Your parents had been murdered when you were a mere six years old and the murderer had never been found. No one had ever discovered why someone would want to murder your loving parents and the case went dead after two months of investigation. You had lived at your uncle’s house until you were old enough to move into your parents’ mansion. The weird thing about your information was that Sebastian couldn’t find any pictures of you. They had pictures of your parents and uncle but none of you. It intrigued Sebastian, as this had never happened to him before. My, my, it will be interesting to see what he looks like when he arrives.
Back with you
You were in the carriage, on your way to see Ciel. You had heard many things about the “Queen’s Guard Dog”. Rumors about him coming back to life were the most common thing you had heard about the boy. You knew about demons as you had been chased by them for your soul before and you were pretty sure that Ciel had made a contract with a demon. It saddened you a bit that Ciel had gone through things bad enough that he made a contract with a demon. Many demons had tried to form contracts with you for your soul, or just outright eat it. They thought you might want to form a contract for revenge about your parents but you were never bitter about it. You were incredibly sad and had gone through many hardships before but you never thought making a contract would be the answer. You were experimented on by your uncle, which was why you had cat ears, a tail, and retractable claws. If someone didn’t know anything about your past, you would seem like a cheerful boy who had no troubles.
Jackson and Olivia were your family now and they were kind of like a brother and sister to you. Olivia was always there for advice and comfort, and Jackson would crack jokes and make snarky comments. You couldn’t imagine being with anyone else at this point and you disliked being called master. You wouldn’t call anyone else master so you didn’t make your servants call you that. You didn’t even like calling them your servants since to you they were the only family you had. You were so into your thoughts about everything that you didn’t even notice when the carriage suddenly stopped. Your train of thought was only disturbed once Jackson opened the carriage door.
“We’re here M’lord,” he announced.
“Yes, I can see that,” you remarked.
Jackson rolled his eyes. “Well, I thought I would be the polite butler, but you just ruined it.”
You laughed and shook your head softly. “We both know you would’ve ruined it if I didn’t”
Jackson grudgingly admitted that he probably would’ve and you snorted. “Now, that wasn’t very gentlemanly like,” he chided.
“Yes, yes, I know. It won’t happen in front of the company.”
You stepped out of the carriage and looked around. This Ciel Phantomhive had a huge estate and you were mildly impressed. Jackson led you up to the steps and rung the doorbell for you. You were a bit exasperated that he felt like he needed to do everything for you, but you didn’t comment. After waiting for about two seconds the door opened.
“Welcome.” Standing in front of you was a tall, raven-haired man with blood red eyes. He stepped aside to let you in.
Sebastian’s POV
I stepped aside to let the boy in. It didn’t look like there was anything extraordinary about him and the interest that had piqued from the lack of pictures disappeared. I noticed a small bump around his waist that was barely perceptible, but there. My eyes narrowed and I focused in a bit on it. It must have looked like I was staring at his arse because his butler glared at me. I fake smiled and closed the door.
3rd Person POV
You watched as the butler closed the door and moved in front of you.
“What’s your name?” you inquired.
He bowed with a hand on his chest. “Forgive me for not introducing myself before. I am Sebastian Michaelis, head butler of the Phantomhive estate.”
You nodded and waved him up from his bowing position. “No need to bow to me. You can just call me (M/n) too.”
Sebastian said, “It would be highly inappropriate for me to address you so informally though.”
You shrugged. “I told you, you could didn’t I? I don’t see why it would be an issue if I specifically told you that you could.”
Sebastian’s eyebrows rose almost imperceptibly, but he nodded. “Follow me then (M/n).”
He led you to Ciel’s office and opened the door for you. You thanked him and stepped in.