Chapter 2

Grell hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

- Ooh, Sebas-chan! You're giving me the privilege of entering your room? How sweet.

And with a permanent grin, he jumped in, still keeping a safe distance between him and the butler.

- What do you want, Grell-san?

- Oh, don't get so irritated right away. I was just passing by and I thought I'd say hello.

Grell's eyes shone bright green as he leaned closer, poking his finger into Sebastian's forearm.

- And I'm not disappointed!

The butler's eyebrow shot up in revulsion to these words. He knew that Grell saw everything and if it wasn't for a blatant flirting coming from this lesser creature and his strange infatuation for the butler, he couldn't have cared less. But Sebastian had decided long ago to take advantage of the reaper's weakness and besides, Grell turned up to be a very useful ally when needed.

Sebastian seized Grell's jaw firmly, quickly closing the distance between their faces and stopped just an inch before his mouth. He felt the reaper's knees wobble as he spoke.

- I could kill you in a blink of an eye if I wanted to. So spit whatever you had in mind and go. Understood?

When he finally freed himself from the tight grasp, he found himself nearly projected towards the tiny butler's bed, but to his misfortune, Sebastian didn't follow.

- I was just passing by, I swear! - He whined, and after regaining the ability to breathe again, he continued.

- How can you be so cruel to a lady? You are no gentleman, Sebas-chan! Besides, you're not fit to threaten me, considering your awkward position.

Sebastian followed the reaper's glance and realised that the only piece of garment he wore was a white butler's shirt. Everything else was now ashes at the bottom of the fireplace.

- Demons have no shame, reaper.

As a response to the butler's velvety voice accompanied by a diabolical smirk, Grell felt shivers running up from his spine to his shoulders, dispersing when they reached the back of his neck, leaving his skin there tingling while some sinful images ran like a motion picture behind his closed lids. He shuddered heavily and when he opened his eyes, Sebastian had already put some pants on.

- You are naughty, Sebas-chan. I like it.

He managed to breathe out the words, but seeing as Sebastian continued with his clothing giving him a deaf ear, he stepped away from the bed and leaned his back to the wall next to the demon.

He threw his hair backwards as seductively as he could and licked his lips, hoping that the butler would notice.

- Hey, Sebas-chan …what was that all about?

- …

- Sebas-…

He didn't have time to finish his sentence as Sebastian's strong arms grasped his shoulders and glued him against the modest white pattern of the wall. His eyes flashed a furious crimson and by the way the butler's jaw clenched, Grell knew that something was not right. Something was different. As much as he hated the reaper, he had never lost his grace and composure before.

- What do you think it was? –Sebastian hissed through his teeth.

- I… I don't know… that's why I'm asking…ow..

Sebastian's hand firmly gripped Grell's throat and he felt his feet leaving the ground.

- What did it look like to you?

Sebastian's words were an infuriated whisper that would scare the hell even out of a death god.

- It looked… Grell was fighting for his breath and was released only when he managed to choke out:

- It looked…like…a remote orgasm…

As the butler's hand loosed, Grell fell ungracefully to the floor, his whole body shaking with fear and confusion.

Sebastian went back to his dressing ritual and as he adjusted his tie, Grell could have sworn that he saw his hands trembling.