"Will~iam~," Grell said in a sing-songy voice as he skipped into said Shinigami's office.
"What is it, Sutcliff?"
Grell sat up on the Shinigami boss' desk. He was wearing deep red short-shorts and his normal red top, "Do I look pretty~?"
Will's jaw hung a bit. What the hell was Grell doing? And where on Earth did he get that outfit?
His beautiful, creamy-white legs were exposed all the way up to his-… Will forced himself to stop looking, "Get back to work, Sutcliff."
"But, Will~…"
"Get back to work!"
"But-"
"I will hurt you if you don't."
Grell pouted. Will just guessed it was because he normally threatened Grell with just words, not violence and words. He sighed and set down his stuff, pushing it over to the side, "You look Beautiful, Grell…"
He watched the red-haired Shinigami blush and smile. It made him want to smile too, but he resisted.
"Thank you, Will~"
"Don't thank me Gre-"
He was silenced as Grell slid off the desk and onto Will's lap, forcing his mouth on the raven-haired Shinigami's. He gave into the kiss, kissing him back and placing his hands on Grell's hips.