This story is based off an episode of Kuroshitsuji. His Butler, Encounters. Episode 6. (I will mention that I had noted the dialect between Grell, William, and Sebastian from the exact episode. So that is the only thing that is not my own part of this drabble, and I give full recognition to Yana Toboso, Master and creator of Kuroshitsuji.) Warning...Yaoi...and other delightful romping! Please enjoy!
William Spears appeared in the moonlight up above the three on a tall building. He stood there in the shadow staring down at the demon butler and his little poppet, then looking down onto the ground where Grell lay. Shaking his head, and adjusting his spectacles, he spoke while Sebastian and Ciel looked up with incredulity.
"I apologize for interrupting. Let me introduce myself. I am William T. Spears, an administrator at the Grim Reaper staffing association. I have come to retrieve that Reaper there." He gave a glare to the pathetic pile that was Grell. Looking up with angelic eyes at his savior, Grell replied.
"William…oh Willam! Did you come to save me?" He shouted out until William leapt from the building, and landed with precise grace on top of Grell's head smashing it so lovingly into the cement. He then opened a book in which held the Reaper's rules in which all were to follow.
"Attention Reaper Grell Sutcliff. You have violated several regulations. First you killed people not on the to die list, second you used a death scythe that had been modified without authorization, and finally…you offered someone strictly classified information regarding the identity of his relative's murderer."
He closed the book, which disappeared and stepped away from Grell kicking him aside. Looking still over at the butler whom he turned his nose at, he spoke still.
"I apologize for all of the trouble this wretch has caused. Here, please accept my card. Honestly, I never thought I'd see the day when I had to bow my head to demon scum like you. This is a disgrace to all grim reapers." Sebastian stared into the cold Reaper's eyes.
"Then perhaps you should keep a better eye on your minions. So they don't trouble us. Humans are so easily tempted. They will do anything within the grip of utter despair. They will grasp at any thread that promises to save them from unhappiness. No matter the consequences. You should know that."
"That's a charming bit of hypocrisy. You demons capitalize on that quality more often than we do.
"That I cannot deny."
"Right now you seem to be a tame dog, that makes you far less dangerous than the rabid mongrels running around free. Now come with me Grell…we're leaving. We're already short handed, and here you've gone and landed me with more overtime. The ward is not going to be pleased." He continued walking as the dark butler threw Grell's chainsaw device straight to the studious Reaper.
William caught it in two fingers, and paused while Sebastian smiled at him.
"I assume you'll want that, yes?"
"Yes, thank you." He dropped it onto Grell's chest, and continued walking, while speaking parting words. "Now if you'll please excuse us." William walked down the ally leaving behind Sebastian and Ciel looking onward.
The problem had ceased, and now William had to take care of the thorn in his side. Walking away from the ally, William spoke in a low tone, digressing his pure hatred for that demon, and extremely displeased for Grell's behavior.
"Did you think I would not find out Grell? Making a scene like that in the town. Why you ought to be ashamed of yourself." He continued to pull on the red's hair, and small groans were heard, but William did not care. They arrived back at the Shinigami headquarters, and releasing Grell, William turned to face him. "I will confiscate your delightful chainsaw…and you are not to alter anything without my knowledge." He put his scythe to his glasses which were adjusted. "Well…do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Grell stood upright shaking with fear at his superior. His head hurt immensely, and he looked around the room, as the two were in the foyer of the estate. Other Reapers were off doing their jobs, while some looked intrigued as to what was going on. It wasn't the first time Grell had gotten on William's bad side. Fed up with not getting an answer, William took the red head firmly by the ear and led him down the hall.
"Owww…oww…Will…please let go darling…you're hurting me…please." Said Grell in a breathtakingly shrill voice. This almost made William feel bad, but he had to teach the pest right and wrong.
"Come along Grell…into my office with you. Such a nuisance and a headache to me." The two walked, and as they strolled down to William's quarters, they passed a smiling Ronald Knox. He stopped and called down to Grell who was writhing in pain.
"Oh hello dear Grell…I hear you have given our William quite the trouble. Tsk, naughty, naughty Shinigami."
William turned to the blond Reaper and his eyes went black, as he was thoroughly annoyed and angry.
"Away with you Ronald…I know you have piles of work to finish. Go on, hop to it, and leave my affairs with Grell alone." He continued walking, and Ronald hurried down the opposite hall. No one wanted to get on William's bad side.
Once arriving down to the office, William pushed Grell in, and closed the door. Grell turned to face the Reaper and got down on his knees pleading with the man.
"Oh Willy…please do not be upset with me…I only wanted to help the lovable brat and his delightful butler…and…and…" He was silenced with a crack to the face. William did not like nick names…and he did not like groveling, and he especially did not like Sebastian's name spoken in his presence.
"You had no business letting yourself get that carried away in those killings. I have warned you in the past. How ever are we going to explain this to the ward about the killing of Madam Red?" He shook his head, and watched as Grell rubbed his cheek with little sobs. "I have no other choice but to give you a punishment that will make you understand the error of your ways."
Grell's eyes widened. He remembered on one such occasion that he went kill happy with the townspeople who had come down with Scarlet fever. Even the ones that were not affected, he felt they needed to die. William had apprehended him and punishment was a thorough thrashing. Standing up, he started to back away towards the door, but within a flash of speed, William grabbed hold of the Reaper and took him over to a black leather sofa. Sitting down, he threw the red haired Shinigami over his knees, and pulled down his trousers exposing a delightful pale backside.
"No…please no…William…oh sweet William. I have not done anything as awful to deserve this. Please reconsider!" He held the man's legs tightly as Mr. Spears just looked down and shook his head. Grell closed his eyes and waited.
William raised his hand in the air, and it came down with a crisp smack. Grell shouted out loud, only enough to be burdened with another slap, this time harder. William did not hold back, he was seething mad, and fed up with the antics of Grell Sutcliff.
No other Reaper was as badly behaved as the red headed Reaper, and William, having a hidden soft spot for the mischievous brat. He continued until Grell's backside was a fine hue of red, much like his hair. With tears streaming down his face, and shaking, William gave him one last slap, and then soothed him by rubbing his lower back.
"There, there Grell…"
He pulled the Reaper into a gruff hug. The red headed man held William tightly and cried into his shoulders. William positioned the man's legs in a straddled pose, and ran his hands through Grell's hair and then down his back, until finally reaching his heated and exceedingly smarting backside. Moaning, and shaking his head, the Shinigami leaned back looking into his Master's eyes.
"I am sorry…so very sorry." He was silenced by William putting a finger to his lips, hushing him up. Grell reached up to the finger, and took it in his mouth and began sucking. William smiled, and as Reaper sucked, the hand that was on Grell's backside moved further, and a delicate finger was inserted inside. "Ooooh…oh Will…please…"
"Silence…not a word my filthy red headed harlot." Grinning, the Master became aroused and continued fingering Grell. He then adjusted himself and pulled out what Grell was waiting for. Pulling him off his lap, William stood before his Submissive leech and made the man kneel before him. "Taste me now Sutcliff."
Having no other desire than to fulfill his Master's wishes, he lovingly took the man all in. Slurping, licking, tasting the essence of William T. Spears, he wanted nothing more than to make him happy. Moaning and closing his eyes, William grabbed at the red hair, and pulled it tightly. Tears welled up in Grell's eyes, and he continued. Smirking as he licked his lips, William then looked down.
"Take yourself over to my desk and bend over it…now." He gazed down into the yellowish green eyes and waited. Grell stood up, but not before William gave him a firm pat on his backside. "Make haste Grell…I do not like to wait." This made Grell nervously laugh, and walked to the desk. He leaned over, raising his backside.
William walked over casually. He had since then taken down his own trousers and approached the timid Reaper. Leaning into him, William kissed the back of Grell's neck, and rubbed up against him. With his body shaking, Grell gripped the desk, and was fully erect. William reached around, and grabbed it, stroking it gently, and tilted towards red's ear and nibbled.
"Are you ready for me my love?" Said the Master as he finished pulling gently on Grell.
"Yes…yes please Master…please, enter me…" Grell hardly had to beg, as he knew whatever William wanted…William got.
Patting his engorged member against the Reaper's tight hole, he gently spit into his hand, and stuck a finger in, caressing, and moistening. Once that was accomplished, William eased right in, and began thrusting with gentle motions.
Noises of rapture and delight came fourth from Grell as he begged for more. Faster and harder, he wanted it. Positions changed as William turned his Submissive bitch on his back, and put a leg on either shoulder, giving him an easier entry way. Grell held the edges of the desk and bit back his lips, he could not contain his yells and screamed out Will's name. Sweat was forming on both Reaper's bodies, but Master Spears did not let up. He pushed further and further until his eyes widened and having his body shake, he grabbed onto Grell's back and dug his nails in, making the other Reaper scream.
"WILLLLLLLLIAAAAAAMMMM…." Grell shouted as his Master released into him. Grell of course had already came, and this caused quite the mess. As tensions cooled down, William fell on top of Grell and breathed heavy. He kissed the red head, and held his hand to his cheek, petting it softly. Moving away from him, and fixing his pants, he smiled.
"Clean yourself up Sutcliff…I expect you in my chambers in half an hour for round two. Is that understood?" The man said his order in such demand, that it turned the Submissive Reaper on. He nodded furiously, and slid off the desk. "Good…" William adjusted his glasses and walked out of his office, and down towards his room. Grell just stood, panting with a sore bottom.