100 sexual themes: 1. Love
GrellXSebastian
Grell sighed, sprawled out on his large bed. His long red hair was strewn over his body, and he looked down at his ivory skin lazily, twirling a lock of scarlet hair around a slender, gloved finger as his eyes ran over his own body.
He was lonely again-not that this was an odd thing for him. He was used to spending his nights alone, in his large, empty house. Everything about the man's tastes were elegant and flashy, so it should come as no shock that his sheets were a deep red satin, with dazzlingly red pillows on top of them. He rested himself on the bed, stretching slightly so his hair hung limply over his alabaster body like a robe. Only one word could be heard, parting itself from the shinigami's rosy, parted lips.
"….Sebastian…."
Of course, the name of that man. The man whom he pined for, whom he wished would charge into his dark, poorly-lit room like a knight in shining armor and whisk him away. But of course, that wouldn't happen. It never did. This like was like any other, and it had left the crimson butler breathless, panting on his own bed alone, touching himself as visions of his black butler taunted him in his head. Oh, how he loved that man…..he'd do anything for him. There was no one else that kept him up at night like this, arching his lithe body off his own soft covers as he softly panted his name.
"Se-Sebastian…. Be….mine…."
He gasped, reaching a gloved hand up to his mouth and gently tugging the thing off with his extremely sharp teeth, accidently cutting the tip of his finger in the process. His brain didn't even register the tinge of pain as he tossed the thing off the side of his bed, reaching his revealed hand down to pump himself up and down gently, tossing his head to the side as he gasped softly. His eyes were closed tightly, and in his mind's eye he saw Sebastian laying between his spread legs, gently pumping him up and down instead of leaving him to do this for himself.
"h-haah….more…."
He whined slightly, his body on fire. But it wasn't enough; his body ached for the touch of the man his heart yearned for. He barely even registered it as he felt hot tears running down his silky cheeks, his breathing coming out in uneven puffs as he pumped himself. In his head, Sebastian reached his free hand around and gently probed Grell's puckered entrance. In reality, of course, it was Grell's own hand, rubbing up gently against the puckered hole. He gasped as the digit slid inside him, and he couldn't stop another wanton moan from escaping his lips. He jerked his hips in time with the hand pumping him, and he could feel his impending orgasm creeping up on him, and his emerald green eyes rolled back in his head as his own slender finger moved in and out of his hole rhythmically.
"S-Sebastian….I…..Love you!!!"
he cried as he came, his creamy white liquid spraying up and staining his dark red sheets as his tired, slender body flopped back, panting softly as he let the tears of loneliness wash over his cheeks freely now.