SebbaGrell
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Walking around quietly, Grell snuck into Phantomhive manor, slipping into Sebastian's room. Still undetected, he trotted up to Sebastian, tapping him on the shoulder with a grin.
"Surprise, Bassy!" he said.
Rolling his eyes, Sebastian turned around and raised his eyebrows at Grell's appearance. He'd never seen such clothes like that, for they revealed almost all of the redhead's long legs, his flat stomach also exposed. "That's…an odd choice in fashion," he simply stated, turning back around to continue folding clothes.
Grinning wider, Grell wrapped his arms around Sebastian's stomach, earning a slight shove from the demon butler. "Don't you like it, Bassy, my dear?"
Sebastian sighed, slipping out of Grell's grip and setting about with other small tasks about his room. After a few moments of contemplating what words to say, he finally muttered, "It makes you look like a prostitute."
Dropping his jaw, Grell put his hands on his hips. "Why would you say such a thing to a lady? It's very rude, you know, Bassy."
Nodding, Sebastian turned to Grell, staring at him worriedly. "I know it's rude. But I hoped it would deter you from wearing that outfit again. It makes me worry about you."
Scoffing, Grell flipped his long red hair with a playful roll of his lime green eyes. "Bassy, I wear these clothes because I am confident. I'm not going to go around selling such a beautiful body to the pigs around here," he smiled, staring at Sebastian sexually the whole while.
Sighing once more, Sebastian shook his head. "Grell, reaper or not, someone could take advantage of you."
Giggling quietly, Grell struck a sexy pose again. "Bassy, these clothes are fabulous, you have to admit it. And I'm Grell, my dear! No one can take advantage of me!"
A second later, with a flash of red eyes and a raised eyebrow, Sebastian had Grell pinned to the ground on his stomach. Holding the redhead's wrists behind his back with one hand, his other gently pushed Grell's nose into the floor, a leg pressed between the reaper's legs, earning Sebastian a moan.
"No one can take advantage of you, eh?" Sebastian simply asked, holding Grell in place.
Struggling against Sebastian, Grell blushed his favorite color. Eventually, he stopped struggling and substituted by pouting. "Fine, Sebastian, I shall be more cautious. Besides, you are a demon, not a human, you have an unfair advantage."
Standing, Sebastian offered a hand to Grell, smiling warmly at him. "Even so, those clothes make me worry about you, Grell…"
Blushing darker at Sebastian's smile, Grell took the hand offered to him and stood, dusting off his legs and chest. Looking up, he spotted the smile still on Sebastian's face and rose an eyebrow.
"Yes, Bassy?" he asked slowly.
Moving forward, Sebastian claimed Grell's lips with his own softly, twining a hand in his hair. As soon as he pulled away, Grell covered his mouth out of pure shock, staring wide-eyed and red-cheeked at Sebastian.
"I am sorry, Grell," Sebastian cooed, leaning forward and breathing hotly onto Grell's ear. "I should not have been so rough with a lady."
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Grell sat back on a long bench in the rose garden, staring around at the red flowers lovingly. He couldn't help being drawn to them, they were just so beautiful. And they just happened to be his favorite color.