He looked over at the new member in the Reapers building. Or so he thought the lad was new.
He was tall, his eyes green in the middle with a lime yellow outline, his black short hair with a red stripe on the fringe across his face. His glasses were red; Grell's favourite colour.
He walked over to Grell, smoothly. His black coat was loose on him, his shirt undone at the top.
"I believe I'll be working with you for this soul, Grell." He handed a couple folders over to Grell with a name, picture, where they lived and a description in each one.
"I thought you were a new bee. I've never seen someone as gorgeous as you around." Grell sassed.
"No. I began when you began. Then, I looked different." The man implied
"Oh... I don't.. Remember you" Grell tried to not seem rude, especially in front of him.
"Don't worry. Most people don't, my hair was fully black then." Flicking his hair...
"Anyways, my name is Baxter."
Grells mind burst into millions of pieces "oooohhhhh, he's perfect!" He thought "my Baxy!" Beginning to blush
"Are you alright?" He wondered, looking at the seemingly breathless Grell
"Ooh, for you I'm perfectly fine~" Grell managed to reply.
"Good. We should get on with our work. Just so you know, I've been ordered to keep an eye on you, you keep being mischievous lately, aren't you Grell?"
"Oh yes, I have~ you should tie me up and spank me like a puppy~" Grell beamed at Baxter "not yet of course."
They sat on the owners roof; the last soul they was going to collect.
"This is such a view, a beautiful night, with a beautiful man. Now, when will we collect the soul my dear Baxy?" He looked over at Baxter whom was already standing up with his chain saw ready
"Y-you have one too?" Stunned at the fabulous black design, with a red striped.
"Yes, is that a problem?" Glaring over at Grell
"No, its just... I have one too!" Pulling out his red fine special designed chain saw.
"That is one fine design, I must say. But of course, my is better." Baxter smirked pushing his glasses up.
"I think someone is asking for a fight? So be it." Grell pulled his lead, setting off the chain saw
"I wasn't, but okay." Pulling his too, running towards Grell.
"Ohhh, you do get me hot an bothered when you do that!" Grell growled, ducking down, tripping baxter up landing on his stomach, before getting up again, swinging his chain saw around, nearly hitting Grell. Stopping before he could.
"Are you actually asking to get hurt?!" He yelled grabbing his collar
"No, but you are" he growled once again, kicking Baxter to the ground.
"I should do this more often" swinging his death saw, skimming Baxter's shoulder, tearing the fine cloth.
He "uh"ed looking up at Grell, seeing his clothing flow in the wind, how his red long coat was far too big for him. He grinned pulling his collar towards him. Lips 3cm away from each other.
"I think you should re-size your coat." Pushing Grell back with one foot on his coat, making Grell slip out of it. He swung his coat around, slipping his arms into the sleeves
"I should get myself one of theses, they're comfy"
"HEY! That's not fair! Give me my coat!" Running towards Baxter. Grell looked plain without his coat, along with his hair that made him stand out more. He opened his arms, Grell smacking into his stomach. Being grasped into him, his arms wrapped around Grells waist.
"You should be more careful when running, don't want to get hurt now do we?" Grell went speechless but his thoughts raced
"OH MY GOD! He's perfect~ his arms are so cosy and warm, I could live like this!" Grell looked up, half smiling, face going red
"I..I-uh..." Baxter's arms unravelled before taking the coat off, then swirled it around onto Grells shoulders
"It looks better on you, Grell. Now let's go to this soul we've been meaning to get"
They finished collecting the cinematic record from the dead being. They returned to their HQ to give in.
"Now, I best be off. See you tomorrow, Grell" walking away, pushing up his glasses
"Oohhhh! See you tomorrow Baxy~" he beamed "He is a stunner" starring at Baxter's fine ass. "I wouldn't mind doing that." He thought to himself
The next morning, Baxter slumped onto the sofa in the front office, waiting for Grell to pass by.
"Hello there~" a voice purred from behind, wrapping their arms around his chest
"I've been waiting for you" their hands travelled down, grabbing Baxter's crotch. Immediately he stood up, pushing his glasses towards his face
"Let's get to work, Grell"
"Aw, you're no fun." He hissed then let out a big sigh.
"Naturally. Now, what souls today to collect?" Grell for once, was ready, with all the folders they needed; handing them over to Baxter. He snatched them out and flicked through.
"Mmm... Okay... Okay this first" dangling a folder in front of Grells pale face. "This isn't that far. Also its the soonest soul. Let's go."
Grell whacked out his chain saw, hacking it though the half dead human. They "uh"ed pupils going small
"Th-thank you" they barely let out "I-I had n-nothing. You helped my suff-e-ring." Grell stood back, no one ever thanked him before
"Its my pleasure" finishing off his work.
"Wow, that was deep" baxter commented "I've never seen a reaper get thanked for their job. You must be special"
They watched the persons cinematic record. They could tell why he thanked them.
"Such a waist... But he was rather good-looking" Grell conceded. Baxter pushed up his glasses before jumping onto the roof above
"Next soul"
Through out the day seemed different, the mood was different. The souls they collected seemed happy to die or even smile whilst being collected. It truly was different.
"Wow, today's been something" Grell huffed "we haven't even collected them all. I hope I'm getting paid for over time" he sat back leaning against a tree "Where to now?" Looking over at Baxter, whom was warn out from all the souls they'd collected.
"I-I don't know.. I gave the records to you." Slumping against it.
"Nope, you didn't... Oh wait, how silly of me, you did" he laughed, pulling them out from his coat "now you can see why I have such a marvellous coat, Baxy" Baxter looked over at him "Whatever. I still think its too much for someone like you, but it does suit you, like I said" their eyes met, but Baxter looked away
"We should get on with our job"
"Not yet." Grell growled noticing Baxter's face go red
"I do love that colour you know" stroking Baxter's red stripe. He looked at him in confusion
"How did I know?" In sarcasm
"Hey! Don't be sarcastic with me!" Pulling his collar towards him, making their lips 3cm away like before
"I assure you I won't" Baxter replied, straightforwardly.
He pushed his head towards Grell, kissing him hard on the lips. Grells lips were soft, untouched even. Their tongues joined, playing with each other sharing their saliva. He ran his tongue along Grells sharp teeth slowly before biting down on his lip, drawing blood. He let go then pulled away
"We don't have time to dilly-dally, let's go" Grells insides burst, howling in his mind "Oh Baxy! I knew you loved me. So long I've wanted a man and I finally got him!" His lip still bled, but he didn't mind, it just made him want to pin Baxter down even more "oh honey, I'm always here for you" he thought.
Baxter and Grell silently walked through the local streets, to the next humans house
"They should be coming out soon and their murderer should be around soon." They waited and waited, but no one came out
"is anyone actually in?" Grell wondered, pushing the door open "nope."
They heard a scream from a street away and rushed to it, their victim lied close to death.
They finished them off and went back to the HQ like usual. It was empty, no one was in, everyone was out harvesting souls, only a few reapers around sorting files and working at the offices.
"Today was fun, my dear Baxy" Grell growled wrapping his arms from behind Baxter, letting his hands travel up and down his body. He could feel how solid his body was, how he was developing a six-pack and V line.
"You must enjoy heating me up, because you've been doing a pretty good job at it" Baxter's arms swung
"I know I have, you get heated up so easily, Grell" he could feel how warm Grells hands were getting. He turned around to look at him "Would you mind showing me your place? I've never been to another reapers home before." Grell danced around the room in a singly fashion
"Oh yes please!" Grabbing his arm, dragging him along.
They arrived at Grells, it looked okay at the front but a little plain. Inside his house was a main big room. Of course it was red, with red curtains and red cloth hanging from the ceiling. It was nice to look at. He didn't have a TV though. A mirror hung on the wall, a sofa with a fine pattern, candles jotted everywhere. In Grells bedroom where he spent most his time, was like the main room, red everywhere, pillows on his bed, a fluffy fro hanging off.
"You are awfully clean from what I thought" Baxter said in surprise. He really didn't expect someone like Grell to be clean... But was wrong.
"Of course I am, I'm not a slob." Baxter walked over to some pictures hanging on the wall, it was Sebastian posing
"Is this a demon?"
"Uh, yeah... Hey! Don't look at them, I need them!" Grell yelled trying to hide them. His cheeks blushed
"Cute" Baxter smirked.
"And what's so 'cute'?!" Grell grunted, collapsing his eye brows
"You of course, you're blushing again." Poking at his cheek.
"Again? Stop poking me!" Baxter stopped, but grabbed his wrists, pushing him against the wall
"do you want me to stop now?" He asked looking into Grells eyes
"Oh please don't stop now, Baxy" he blushed.
Baxter growled before kissing him on the lips, biting down on his lip, making him bleed again. He sucked on his lip, tasting his sweet blood. Grell swung his coat off, leaving Baxter to unbutton his waist coat and shirt. He kissed down his neck, down to his chest. He left love bites down his body and trails of saliva. Next, he sucked on his nipple, tweaking the other one between his index finger and thumb.
"Ah... Baxy." Grell let out, enjoying the feeling "don't stop... Ah"
Baxter kissed down to his trousers, unzipping with teeth. Grell started to blush more, knowing what he was doing. He took his member into his hand, rubbing it smoothly up and down. He kissed the head, licking up and down the shaft, engulfing it, but not so he was gagging himself. Grells fingers sewed itself between Baxter's hair. It was smooth, he couldn't help but start to stroke it. "B-baxy, oh" he made his dick completely wet then Baxter kissed it one last time before popping back up
"I hope you didn't mind" kissing him again
"Baxy, now you've really got me" he replied.
Grell pushed Baxter onto the bed "let's have a bit more fun" sitting on top of him, unbuttoning his shirt, throwing it into a random direction. Baxter looked up at Grell and could see how much he wanted him. The look in his eyes... "He looks sexy hot and bothered" he thought to himself. He rolled themselves around, switching positions so Baxter was on top. He let grell pull down his zip... Rather delicately.
"Well you like being careful"
"Do trust me, I'm not aways like this" yanking his cock out. "You do have a tasty looking cock, I must say" rubbing the tip with his thumb. Baxter pulled down Grells trousers, revealing his pale, smooth legs. He lifted his hips, before inserting into his entrance.
"Nearly" he growled. Pushing it in, starting off slow. Grell howled and groaned, but loved the feeling
"Oh Baxter! Uhh!" Making Baxter thrust harder and faster.
"Tell me if it hurts" he panted
"I-hah d-don't care if it hurts... Uh it only m-makes m-me more ah..." Grell struggled to talk.
A few hours later, after trying so many positions, sucking, pulling, fucking, moaning, groaning... The worn out two lay beside each other, panting, falling asleep holding hands.
Baxter woke up in the morning with Grell fast asleep, like a child. He smiled, kissing him on the cheek, making Grell blush. He got ready to leave and walked out the door, going back to his to only start work in a few hours... To keep an eye on Grell.
Grell woke up, wishing Baxter would be next to him, but wasn't
"Oh Baxy" he thought, sniffing the air. "I will miss you, see you in a few hours, my love"