Bedtime Dreams

Ch1 Intruder

Before going to bed at night I usually have the time to brush out my hair, teeth and still clean my room before sleep and returning to the long day of work in the morning. Tonight I didn't. Thoughts of him continue to fill my mind.

My love, my lady's life fell short this evening with a splash of red and by my hand. I had always felt she would be different some how but I guess one really can't change the nature of a human.

His dark hair and red, red eyes paint their way into my dreams at night. It's so hard to remove him from my mind. I think I may be obsessed. I look around at my room; it had been too long since I set foot in here. When I started working for Madam Red, there was simply no time for myself; but after her untimely death I have returned home.

Tossing my shoes aside I look in the mirror, gold eyes and messy red hair... I decide it's far too late to do anything with it.

The candles cast lingering shadows along the far wall of my room and all at once blew out with out a sound; if I had a beating heart I think it would have echoed in the room, "Whose there!" my voice was strange to my ears as I turn about now wide awake and unnerved.

I feel the presents of a demon and the smell was delightful to my senses. I wait a moment to hear no reply, "Hello?" taking a small step back into the mirror someone grabs hold of my collar, tugging at the ends of my hair.

"It took you a little longer to return here then expected Grell."

"Is that ..." I lost my voice as the man before me lights the candles in my room one by one with his powers. I feel my face growing hot as I look into his lovely red eyes, his thick lashes playing shadows on his cheeks.

"S-Sebastian?"

"I have come here hoping you would return tonight ... there are some things I'm curious about. I hope you can help me."

His words threw me off, as if I had been dreaming ... why would this man be looking for me, and once more, why in my room? My body tempter rose suddenly at the mere thought of Sebastian paying my a late night visit, "What's the occasion?" I pull my self together and move toward him, a big grin on my face, "I must say it's rather late Bassy," I blow him a kiss. When he didn't give me the look of annoyance I knew something had been on his mind.

"Why are you here?" my excitement grew but inside something was wrong, "Did something happen?"

Without warning Sebastian placed one smooth hand on my cheek, lightly playing with my hair. I feel my breath stop as his silk smooth voice played its lovely tones in my ear.

"I want to know why you did it," his eyes narrowed as my body grows stiff, "I want to know why you killed Madam Red. Wasn't she your woman?"

I could not answer, nor make any sound for that matter; he was standing so close now, his eyes mesmerizing as I look at all the deep red he had to show me.

"If you don't wish to tell me," He grinned, "I guess its fine. But there is another reason I have come here tonight. I came here on my master's orders, he wanted to know about his aunt," he paused and gave me a smirk, "I on the other hand have other intentions for being here."

"Other intentions?" it's strange how much he was able to make me blush. My heart does not beat, or rather not regularly but him being so close I felt it start up in my chest. Such a queer feeling having one's body heat rise with out a beating heart to go with it.

Sebastian traces the shell of my ear with his warm hands, breathing gently in my ear as he spoke, "Grell if only for tonight, I wish to explore you."

This has to be a dream, I thought to myself. There's no way Sebastian would say such a thing, he always pushes me away and tells me I'm hopeless as a butler, why would he be doing this? What were his intentions, "Oh please don't lie to me Sebastian," I looked away from him, "If you do this it will only break my heart into tiny peaces," the thought intrigued me and I looked to him, "is that your intention? Break me the way I broke Madam Red?"

"Not at all," smiled the demon, "On my master's orders, I can not lie."

I did want to believe him but it was a hard thing to do, "Bassy what's this about?" I could feel my body trembling with desire for him.

"I understand how you must be confused Grell. But as a demon I'm a very sinful creature. With that said, I have never had homosexual tendencies, something I have never tried before. Tonight I have come to realize, it's something worth exploring."

My eyes widened in amazement, "You want to explore being with a man because your sinful nature is telling you to?" A sharp-toothed grin graced my face, "So it's not out of love; but lust and curiosity? I guess I can settle with that ... for now," I winked, "but I have to warn you Bassy, once you've had a taste of me, you will be coming back here for more."

When he did not respond I jumped at him, landing our first kiss. For once he did not fight me. I lapped my tongue into his mouth tasting the warm sweetness that was his tongue like a lightly flavored spice I simply could not resist. He pulled his strong arms around my shoulders and closed his eyes.

I lost myself in the kiss and ended up pushing him onto my bed, my lips still pressed into his. To my delight I could feel his tongue start to explore the rigged edges of my sharp teeth. The taste of iron and the warmth of blood trickled in our mouths. I pulled back and licked my lips, "are you alright darling?"

"Fine," he gave me a grin, "I'm just not used to this sort of thing."

"So I'm guessing it's been a while? Why do you torture your self the way you do? The way you are you could have anyone you wanted. You have the looks, charm, talent and you're a demon so you can manipulate the minds of humans."

"Maybe I like the torture," his words had me thinking.

"Like the torture ... you masochist," I blushed terribly.

"Perhaps," he grinned again.

My attention was drawn to the tight feel of my pants around my mid section and the heat admitting forms both our bodies. I watched his pail face and dark red eyes, the candle light playing in his eyes was too much to bare I knew it wasn't just fan boy feelings, nor obsession, I was in love with this man, Sebastian Michaelis.