Once upon a time in a land far away, which by a land far away I mean London, cos it's like 200 miles away and you can't walk that shit no matter how hard you power walk (cos, c'mon, who would run to London? It's a big enough shithole as it is, why would you tire yourself out on PURPOSE to get there?), Grell was sat in the outside of the forest on a hot summer's day, surrounding the mightily proud standing and marble coated Phantomhive Manor, the home of the illustriously dry and cold hearted regal baby-faced Earl Ciel Phantomhive, whose generosity that spawns from his personally owned toy manufacturer, The Funtom Company, covers his cursed and pretty shitty personality.
In other words, Grell thinks of him as a limp dicked fuck nugget.
The Grim Reaper looked at his pocket watch with a bored look on his thin face, his mouth, bearing fabulous sharp teeth, bent into a grimace of pure disinterest. It was so surprising that taking a day off of work and not reaping the souls of the recently deceased was so disinteresting. He just assumed that once people started dying, Will would come around, give him an excessively violent bop on the head and bitch about what how do this and that. Ah well, at least he had a sexy piece of ass. Grell looked over to the side, noting a certain person cutting the bushes. Not as sexy as that piece of demon ass though…Grell hopped up and casually began to strut up to his sexy prey who is super sexy. Can you guess that the guy he's going to talk to is sexy, cos he really is. Like, Channing Tatum hot.
Sebastian Michealis, the demon butler under the service of Earl Fucknugget, was snipping at the shrubbery of the vast open hedge maze. As the heat was so excruciating down to the natural abnormalities of a fanfiction setting designed to appease horny female shippers just like this one, it was simply too much to handle for the demon, to handle in such stuffy and heat absorbing clothing that couldn't be handled by the demon as the heat was too much to handle because he's a demon. Did that sentence make any sense? Anyway, the shirt and blazer of the standard butler was absent from his outfit, resulting in the raven haired demon's rippling, sweat dripping body muscles were public to the eyes of those to behold it. And as Grell was the beholder, he was pleased as fuck,
"Hello, Bassy…" Grell cooed. Bassy looked up from his tree he was working on. "G-Grell-senpai…" He whispered, because Sebastian is OBVIOUSLY like that. Sebastian was blushing furiously. "It's certainly hot today." Grell smiled seductively. "Well, I could think of something that makes us… hotter." He licked his lips, whilst Sebastian shuddered in preparation of prostate based pleasure. Then they had butt sex all day and night because butt sex was awesome. But, it was also pretty fucking gay. Like, on a scale of gayness, it was probably on the scale between "John "I definitely would regardless if I am straight" Barrowman Gay" and "Justin Bieber Gay". It was so gay, the amount of gayness that is being described would get a cis white guy get crucified on tumblr by feminazis and overly liberal pretend gay people. Yes, it was that gay. I know. Let that image of two men buttfucking with the gay level described before sink into your imagination. Then they ride into the sunset naked on a unicorn whilst making out with Jesus and Darth Vader.
THE END. Any complaints made can be directed to the Idontgiveashit foundation at telephone number 01909 0121DO1..