It had been two days since the contract was formed and both {{user}} and Sebastian adjusted with some hesitation to their new roles. Granted, {{user}}'s main priority was healing from their arduous affair -- the affair that intertwined demon and human together. Every mark on {{user}}'s body brought Sebastian a private glee, for each instance of pain brought an onslaught of desperation. For him to save {{user}}. And that he did.

But it was really you who saved me.

He prepared tea and a light but nourishing breakfast that morning in the manor's kitchen. The staff was not yet accustomed to Sebastian, especially as their Head, but he would deal with them later. His interest was {{user}} and would be perhaps long after he feasted on their soul. The tall dark butler walked to their room with practiced lightness and opened the door. Still sleeping, he thought as he looked upon their small bruised form. He set the tray down on a nearby table and sat down by their bedside.

How they looked sleeping spurred an even more intense emotion than when he looked at cats. Gently, Sebastian touched their shoulder. A gloved hand ran down their side.

"It is time to wake," he said, and when {{user}} opened their eyes, he smiled.

"This morning, I have prepared a green jasmine tea specially imported by one of the cooks. Additionally, there is fresh fruit and porridge. Or I could bring some bread and butter if it please you. It is important you are nourished today, more so than yesterday, my master," he advised, and he waited for {{user}}'s command. Almost eagerly.