Vexx

by I'm Heartless Babe

A damaged Grell is just trying to get a grip after an abusive relationship, but what comes his way is almost too much to handle... a new job at a bar, moving of of a homeless shelter a somewhat new boyfriend, if you can call him that, his father gives him a "present", it's a woman bride! and now what? Can Grell really cope?

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The next morning Grell woke up achy and wanting to drink as much as his body could contain. He moaned in pain and stood up stumbling and tripping into the bathroom to look at his sunken eyes. He growled when he saw the distress painted on his face. Dark circles under his eyes with lack of a deep sleep due to nightmares his face was bruised too and scratched up as well to accompany the dark circles. Grell looked down at his body seeing bruises and scrapes under bandages. He glared at the white things that adorned his skin and ripped them off letting them fall to the tile floor. Poking and prodding his own injured body he hissed in the slight pain.

Grell walked to his bags and ripped out a skirt that he hasn't seen in a while, and found his tattered and bloodied 'Suck on It' shirt. He slid it on and smiled not caring how he looked he felt like the slut he was shown to be last night. Unstable. Right now he was unstable. He sauntered into the kitchen and seeing the wad of money he shrugged grabbing it and shoving it in his back pocket. The red head grabbed his phone on the counter and shoved it in his pocket as well. Grabbing a banana Grell quickly sneaked out of the apartment.

He shut the door with out a sound and walked down the stairs and peeling the fruit he took. He slung his little red purse around so it rested on his hip as he walked down the street chewing the banana slowly. Sighing he walked by a few boutiques seeing jeans and shirts and all kinds of clothing that would flatter him, but he hasn't measured himself in quite a while. He was still in a pissed off frumpy mood and he did have the money and he hadn't pampered himself in years, and he only wore what the bastard wanted him to wear. The last time he was pampered he was abused excruciating so. He stared into the window at a dress.

'Will,will!' He whispered into the pay phone.

'Grell, it's eight in the morning and why are you- are you okay!' Will had sat up in his bed so quick and shoved on his sandals ready to come get him at the drop of a pen. 'Shit Grell, where are you!?'

Grell let out a small laugh. 'I am more than fine,Love. My little lover of mine gave me fifty bucks to go shopping for myself! He was really happy this morning and I wanted to know if you wanted to go with me since you haven't seen me in ages! Oh and I am at the...' Grell paused and looked up at the street sign and the name of the shop. 'Strike on main and-'

Will sighed falling onto the bed revealed. 'I know exactly where you are. I'll be there in a bit just go in and look around and wait for me there.' Will broke out into a smile happy to go and see his friend after five months. He was always so worried when Grell called because he thought he was hurt, but this time it was a relief, even though Grell tried to call him every chance he got and that was not often.

'Hurry Will I miss you!' Grell squealed in a whisper even though cars zoomed by the pay phone.

'Alright. Alright. Just give me a few and I'll be there go in and get a few cute outfits and I'll help you decide.' Will laughed into the phone.

'Fine!'

CLICK

The payphone ran out and Grell slammed the phone in it's holder. 'Fucking phone!' But he gleefully skipped into the door and was greeted kindly and pointed to the women clothing like any other woman that would come in that day. He set himself on a mission to get a piece of laundry to show off to his lover and then a few cute tight dresses that they could go to dinner in because promises were made after Grell made a large scene that he want to go out to do something fancy. The whole reason for this little trip was to make Grell feel better and not depressed.

Grell turned his attention to some cute shorts and shirts. He was thumbing through the large selection when someone grabbed him from behind their arms wrapping around his stomach and spinning him in a circle. Grell gasped and dropped the clothes he was holding and grabbed onto the strong arms that spun him. He giggles knowing who it was as he picked his legs up letting his body be swung in a few circles. Grell dropped his feet and spun grabbing hold of Will in the tightest hug he could muster as he kissed him on the cheek. Will blushed with embarrassment hugging back. His hands tucked under Grell's long beautiful crimson hair.

'Grell, you look good. Is he being good to you.' Will ask pulling back not letting his grip of Grell's lower back.

Grinning the red head pulled from the grip reluctantly and started to pick up the clothes. 'Well,' He started as he picked up the clothes. 'I picked a few things. Wanna see?'

'Of course my lady. That is why I am here, yes?'

Grell raced into the dressing room getting options form the overly straight Will. He laughed at the comments Grell made as he spun in circles. They went through the shirts and shorts to see what ones to get and what ones not to get. Then went through the dresses and found a beautiful red dress that flattered the curves that adorned Grell. The ruby haired male ran into the dressing room and slipped off the dress and slipped on the thin see through material. He stepped out and spun.

'So?' He asked giggling knowing his friend was slightly uncomfortable with this article of clothing. Will stepped forward and hugged Grell, he was about to say something but was interrupted.

'Grell, you might just-'

'Why don't you ask me you sorry piece of shit!?'

The Lover.

He walked up and pushed Will to the side easily and grabbed Grell's hair pulling it back making the feminine male to submit sending him to one knee as he pulled the handful of hair. Grell's eyes went wide at the sight of him and at the pure forced that was pulling him down to the floor. The man sent a glare toward Will who just stood there, he knew if he tried to interfere Grell would be hurt more.

'Well love, that is just beautiful I'll act surprised when we get home and you put it on for me.' He spun the red head around on the floor by his hair and faced him to the dressing room. The bastard let his hair go and kicked him further on his knees and Grell caught himself on his hands. The man chuckled behind him. 'Aw, I know your ready for me babe, but-' Another kick to the ass and Grell fell to his stomach tears welling up, as Will stared wide eyed. 'Now, get your sorry ass in there and take that off put on your normal clothes! Now!'

The man reeled to Will glaring at him. 'Now you mother fucker! How many times do I have to fucking tell you that to stay away from Grell's he's fucking mine! Mine! I fucking own him.' His voice was dangerous. Will knew he could hurt him and take off with Grell, but knew better. 'I don't want you to ever see him again! That piece of shit, that piece of ass is mine! Understand!?'

Will rolled his eyes and just took a step back. 'Bye Grell.'

No answer.

Will knew that Grell said goodbye but couldn't say it. Will just turned and left.

The bastard turned to the dressing room door when Grell stepped out, his love strode to him and shoved him back into the dressing room and grabbed a discarded piece of clothing from the floor and shoved it into Grell's mouth and pushed him against the back wall holding his throat looking into his eyes. 'At least he's good for something, picking out clothes for you to wear for me, but I don't like him looking at you like he was and how many time's do I have to tell you and show you that you're mine! And that won't fucking change!.' The bastard growled and punched Grell in the stomach making him double over more tears filling his eyes his heart breaking. 'Will' he thought. Grell's stomach was punched again before he was spun and bent over and his pants were ripped down.

That hard-

A hard shove made Grell fall to the ground making the rest of the banana mush under his ass. He growled when he felt the mush as he stared at the floor tears blurring his vision.

"Oh man! I am so sorry Miss!" A long slender hand was extended. "I wasn't watching where I was going." Grell looked at his feet and saw inline roller blades then his eyes wandered up seeing black dress pants looking up more the small slender body saw that he was completely in full suit with a bola tie holding a book with his finger in it and dress shoes tied around his fingers loosely. Grell stared at the extended hand and took it gently and was pulled to his feet easily. When Grell stood he only had to look up a few inches, into deep forest green eyes. 'Why, am I meeting people with green eyes lately? Wow, but his eyes are great but not as beautiful as- Shut up!' He thought as he looked over the smooth young face and the dark hair that fell on his face, it wasn't the nearly black color like Will, but a softer color. "God, I'm so sorry again Miss. And I, ugh. Smashed your banana, may I?" Pointed to Grell's ass. He didn't wait he just dusted at it wiping off the large pieces off the skirt he decided to wear. "I was reading and I was trying to get to work, I know I shouldn't be doing that while on roller blades but this book is too good to put down." He lifted the book up to show the title, The Giver he smiled innocently. "Oh I'm Alan by the way Alan Humphries."

Grell giggles at his rushed self. "I'm Grell Sutcliff, a pleasure." He stuck out his hand to shake Alan's.

Alan took his fingers lightly and bent in half to kiss the knuckles softly. "Nay, the pleasure is all mine." He let his lips linger and stared into the gold-green of Grell's eyes. "Your eyes, exotic gems of innocence and beauty so great." Grell blushed. "Ah, fair maiden with red ruby hair."

"How, you flatter. The ladies must flock at your feet." A smirk played on his lips. "I love the Shakespearean language you use to set me a fire."

"A fan?" Alan asked as Grell nodded smiling more. Another swift kiss to his knuckles the young man stood straight smiling. "I am happy to have run into such a beautiful woman today."

Grell blushed cradling his hand to his chest. "I must have made you late fine sir. Now, no more skating and reading you hear?"

Alan looked at his watch and sighed. "Alas! I am late, but for a wonderful cause such as yourself! I would love to get to know you more Miss Grell, my I have the honor of having your phone number?" Alan asked and pulled out a pen holding out his other hand to write on. Grell took the pen in his left hand and wrote his name in beautiful cursive. "Oh, the hand of sin, that is all the better lovely lady." The tawny flattered as Grell wrote his new number on the mans hand. "Now I must take my leave and I will call you when I am on my break, yes?" Grell nodded and blushed more. "So, farewell young woman life is full of wonderful surprises" With that he spun in a circle on his skates with one hand raised in a wave as he slowly took off down the street.

Grell felt so happy and gitty now after having such a bad memory and crying in public by staring at a dress. It was decided he went into the store.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Grell walked into Vexx a couple hours later with a few bags in his hand. Dev and Dakota weren't there. In fact no one was guarding the door so he walked in wondering if they had been hurt with all the commotion of last night. He hoped not or he'd find away to hurt the man so bad for hurting all his new friends.

He walked straight to the bar in front of Mey. "Hi Mey!" Grell cooed. The red haired woman spun knowing the voice. She looked confused and stared at her smiling. "Mey it's me Grell."

She nodded slowly and stared and then she cracked the biggest grin. "You are so fucking hot!" Then she cocked her head. "You not working today... with um last-"

"Yes I know I kind of figured that I am so glad that you weren't here. Poor thing." He reached over and cupped her chin. He smiled and leaned over the bar. "Can you get me a vodka tonic please Dear?" He asked softly. A slam from behind him and a shout surprised him.

"Scum bag! On your side of the bar! No touching my employee's!" Grell knew the voice and sat slowly and smirked at Mey.

Grell sat there and spun in the seat slowly. "So, you mean I can't touch myself?" He asked looking up the head bar tender up and down. Black pants and only suspenders that went across his bare toned chest. His silver hair pulled in a high pony tail and that cute little top hat that sat sideways on his head. "Aw, I was planning to do that tonight." He grinned at his boss.

"Grell!" Undertaker was surprised to see him. He walked over to him smiling and just took him in a large embrace. Grell smirked hugging him back taking in his smell, spicy sweet like a ginger snap taste, but he was smelling it. "Why are you here?"

Grell looked at his bags. "Well, I got up angry and wanting to drink but I saw this cute little shop I haven't been in in a while. So I went in and got a few things because I was feeling down in the dumps. And I needed something to keep my mind out of the-" Feeling a vibration in his pocket he pulled out his small phone and held it up. "Oh I have a phone, I forgot to tell you last night." He pulled from undertakers hug and saw an unknown number. "Excuse me a moment." He flipped the phone open. "Hello?"

"Miss Grell?" The new familiar voice asked.

"Oh hi Alan!"

Undertaker shared a look with Mey as she set down his drink. He couldn't help but feel curious and jealous. 'Who the fuck is Alan and why is he so happy to hear from him.'

"I ugh, was thinking... Maybe tonight we can go roller bladeing! I'd like to get to know you more." Alan was excited and hoping Grell would say yes. Grell looked at Mey but her eyes were focused on their boss. Grell didn't want to look yet.

"Oh absoulty, I'd love to get to know you more with out falling on a banana!" Now Grell looked and his boss looked flustered but still somewhat calm, he could see the anger bubbling in his eyes, or wait no, he was jealous! He then remembered the remark he just made. "When?"

Alan was picking at his nails and biting his lips excited he wanted to be with his new friend now. "I know this great rink that has like a midnight skating and its all neon and stuff. It's wonderful!" Grell grinned and laughed at the way he noticed the boy was nervous and gitty.

"Sounds great. So the time Sweetheart?"

"I can pick you up at ten or you can meet me there?"

Grell picked up his drink and took a sip." I can go there, sounds good. Um but I kind of have to go right now but I can meet you there, just ugh, text me the information and that stuff and I'll be there. Yes?" Then a gulp watching his boss watch him drink.

"Oh, okay. No problem! I'll see you tonight!" Alan got excited again thinking about it.

"Okay, bye see you there!" Grell pushed the end button and closed his phone. He looked at Undertaker then realized. "Oh! I need to give you my number! I promised remember the night you took me home?" He chuckled to himself as Undertakers face lit up some. "Wow, two men get my number today! That's so lovely! Mey can you be a doll and get me a pen and paper?" She blushed as she started to walk away from the bar.

"Don't be silly," Undertaker pulled out his smart phone and handed it to Grell. The red head grabbed it and looked at it feeling intimidated. "What?"

Feeling like a child he admitted; "I don't know how to work it." He wasn't aloud to have any phone and when he was with his mother she didn't believe in cell phones. "I am illiterate when comes to technology. Teach me?"

Undertaker smiled and stepped behind Grell and took the hand that was holding the phone and cupped his hand over his. "Okay," Grell could feel his breath in his ear. "See that one right there?" He started to explain and Grell was touching the appropriate things and looking at Mey who was red as a beet. "There all done. Easy?" Undertaker asked.

The red head shook his head back and forth. "Nope not at all." Grell was reaching for his drink and stopped. "Excuse me. I will be right back." Grell left and walked to the restroom.

Undertaker smiled and held up his phone to show Mey. He looked at it and saw that it lit up with a text message. Undertaker flipped it open and smirked. "Mey quick, get that pen and paper. Now!" He hissed.

Mey obeyed. "But that's Grell's phone and that's his message." She handed the pen and paper over and Undertaker wrote the address down. "What are you doing Boss?" He hissed at her to 'shh' as he wrote the numbers and letters down quickly.

"I want to know what this is all about. And I am going when they do and yeah, whatever, you tell him I'm taking your tips for a week." Mey nodded and zipped her lips and threw the key away. "Good girl." The boss went quiet and hid the phone in his palm as Grell sat down at his stool. "What the hell is this." Undertaker now didn't need to have a fake reason to touch him so he can put the phone back, he saw a little stain that looked like grease and swatted at it as he slid the phone in his pocket.

Grell blushed and looked back. "Oh I was staring at the window and I blanked out like always and some guy rode by me on roller blades and knocked me over and I sat in my banana. Funny huh?" Undertaker felt a little relief when he found the reason of the comment that bothered him. "He asked me my number and I gave it to him and that was who I was talking to." Giggling he chugged the rest of his drink. "Mey sweety can I have another?" Grell looked at Undertaker. "So I am going to get buzzed and that kind of stuff and then perhaps go or cancel at the last minute like a lady should and see if he's really interested. If he is he'll call me more and make an effort. I'm tired of dating guys who I get hurt by."

Undertaker thought to the masked men and hated them. He saw the light bruising on Grell's face that couldn't be covered in make up. It hurt Undertaker to know that Grell had been abused so much, he just wanted to learn everything there was to know about this little red head. He was going to keep an eye on him tonight, and make sure he's treated well if not he'll just swooping and take him away, he'll deal with explaining later. A flat hand on his chest snapped him out of his thoughts.

"But Boss, I'll be here tomorrow for sure, okay? And I'll work extra hard and be cute for you and bring in more money and people." Grell smiled up at his Boss and all he could do was nod back and smile. Grell was a big flirt and did know how to get out of plenty of bad situations except abusive ones, those he just freezes and can't do anything. 'I'll be fine, no worries. And if you worry too much, just call and I'll talk to you okay?"

All Undertaker did was nod and hoped that the red head didn't entangled with this new guy. He knew that he hurt Grell far more than anyone knows except him, Grell would probably hate him forever and be squashed like that banana was. He still couldn't believe that he met a new guy and is going out with him tonight after what happen last night,. 'He must be in pain, he's sucking down those drinks pretty quick. I wonder if he's trying forget?' Undertaker watched the red head ask for another and then turn to him.

"You know, I got some cut clothes today to get rid of the torn stuff that was thrown at me." Grell smiled 'thrown' Undertaker got the slightest idea of how he was thrown out now, but he listened admittedly. "Maybe if you want, I can model some so you can deem appropriate..." Grell started to feel like his old reckless but safe self when he asked his boss this question and add back to his old self he drug a hand slowly up his shoulder and squeezed lightly and drug it back down slowly.

Undertaker was surprised by the action and by his words he didn't feel himself nod. "Sure," The words slipped out with out consulting him first. He was realizing in those few days that he has known this broken unpredictable red head that he started to like him. He didn't know if the other felt the same but he liked this little creature and would do anything to keep him safe and he wanted to know his life story, and know the back story to his mishap well his relationship with that masked thief. "I'd love to."

Grell smiled and grabbed up the bag from the floor and held it up for Undertaker to see. "I'm done drinking at this moment if you want to see right now..." He grinned now.

Undertaker didn't know how to react he was just so surprised to see the once timid and frightened male so bold. Was it the drinks? Was it that he has a date tonight? Was this his old self brought out by the drinks? Or was this just the real Grell, the wild crazy not caring man who did what he wants when he want whenever he saw appropriate? What ever it was Undertaker sort of liked it, maybe he'd get to play along with that. "Sure, we can go to my house, or my office and you can still drink either place."

'Hmm," The red head thought. "Mey, Sweetheart of my dreams can you give me the whole bottle of vodka?" He looked at Undertaker and smiled knowing he that he, himself wasn't drunk but only acting so he can get the man in front of himself. He grabbed money from his skirt hem and threw it on the counter. Grell just knew he wanted to have fun and for himself to be the one in charge. "Thank you Lovey, come on handsome." Grell grabbed the bottle and grabbed one of the suspenders of his boss and pulled him along.

Mey watched the two go blushing wondering what would happen, Grell seemed sort of drunk already and he was dragging the boss along by the suspenders. All she could think was this couldn't end well or it would end how the boss looked like he wanted it to end. Mey just heard the story of what happen between Grell and the boss the previous night. That he was able to touch him where ever so he could fix him up. This made Mey blush more thinking that the two men hot and heavy may hook up, she spun in a circle quickly. 'WOW! Hot hot hot!'

Grell pulled his boss into his office and shut and locked the door. He pushed his boss into the big black leather wheely office chair making him sit as he dropped the bag on the desk, he took a few steps closer to his boss and bent forward placing his hands on the mans thighs leaning forward. "Now Boss be real still, and this wont hurt a bit." Grell leaned forward and kissed Undertakers lips softly taking them in his possession tilting his head to the side then softly pulling away. "I could tell that you wanted to do that. So, now the clothes..."

Grell pulled the bag close and then set it on Undertakers lap as Grell sat on his knee. Pulling out little skirts and shorts and shirts and placing them on his lap, Grell brought over the bottle of Vodka taking a large swig to the naked eye but he barley took any and held it up to his bosses lips. "Drink." He tipped the bottle to his lips and watched his boss drink the clear liquid. "Good," He pulled the bottle back and set it on the desk. Grell stood slowly and he felt hands on his ass not wanting him to move. This made Grell smile more. "Hey, so impatient." Grell swatted the hands away playfully.

He pulled the first skirt from the pile and danced it around a little bit dropping the article of clothing back on the bosses lap. Spinning his back to Undertaker Grell shimmied his hips slowly like a dancer and unbuttoned the front and unzipped it. "Hm," He hummed and rotated his hips moving them slowly pushing down the skirt he was wearing. Grell knew what he was doing and he would do it well, he didn't care he felt like being reckless. He was no longer attached to the man who constantly raped him he wanted to find a good man who'd take care of him and not take advantage and that is what Undertaker didn't do the night before. Grell was submissive to everything and anyone and giving up for the night and Undertaker could have taken advantage but didn't. He helped the red head. This was his way of testing the boss he started to feel a slight attraction to. If not he would try and date the young boy he met today and see how that works out.

Grell let the skirt drop to the floor and he stepped out of it turning to his boss. Undertaker stared at his face not letting his eyes wander any lower. Grell put his hands on Undertakers legs and leaned forward leaning closely to his ear. "You can look." He whispered and straddled his leg grabbing the bottle of vodka and tipped it up now taking a large drink and tipped it to the bosses lips and watched him drink a lot of the liquid again. "I don't mind the looking." Undertakers eyes dropped slightly and decided not to look and went straight to his face. "Hm," He hummed again and leaned forward and bit his bosses neck lightly and stood to look at him up and down.

He grabbed the skirt and slipped it on with out taking his eyes off of those silver green eyes, spinning slow demonstrating and shimming out of the shirt he was in and pulled a reveling shirt out of the pile and slowly slid it over his head and modeled it for his boss. "Is it appropriate?"

"Like I said men, cover your ass and dick women cover your pussy. But yes very appropriate." He almost shuddered and swallowed before he spoke.

"Good" He sat on his lap straddling him and leaned forward again and kissed his lips slowly being really slow and hesitant waiting for the kiss back but never received one. Pulling back he whispered: "Thank you."

"For what?" There was no answer.

Grell stood and modeled the rest of the clothes for the man in front of him occasionally giving one sided kisses and he seems pleased that the man didn't want to kiss back but was sort of disappointed, because he wanted the kiss. But after every outfit he would be complemented on it. Then after a while the bottle of vodka was gone and Grell was stumbling and collecting the fallen clothes and was held on the waist by the elder man as he swayed. Grell straightened up and realized that he drunk more than he intended to, although he did want to get drunk this morning. Now all he wanted to do was sleep off the drunkenness. That's what e intended to do he stepped past the tall man and slumped in the big leather chair curling up in it perfectly and slept.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

At around eight he woke up with a start with someone shaking him and he cat stretched looking up at who disturbed his beauty sleep. It was Undertaker he stood bent over Grell smiling. He shook him again as his eyes were closing. Grell stared up at him again and held up his arms as if to be held like a baby. Undertaker picked him up bridal style and Grell wrapped his arms around him tightly kissing his neck. "I'm going to take you home to Will okay?" Grell only nodded kissing his neck more slobbering over it.

"Boss?"

"Yes?" He asked looking down at him before he left the office with man and bag in hand.

"Kiss me?"

"No." It was a stern 'no'.

"What why!? Why not!?" Grell pouted. "Come on kiss me, I need some love."

"No" Was still the simple answer. "Ask Will. I will not kiss you."

"Fine" He sighed in exaggeration and crossed his arms.

Undertaker took Grell home and set him on the couch and kissed him on the cheek. "There" Turned to leave smiling at Will nodding at him. "He's still a little buzzed he's been sleeping for a few hours." That was all he said and left the college boy's apartment.

Will turned to Grell and Grell was pouting with his arms crossed and staring at the closed door to the small apartment. Then the gold-green eyes looked at the jade colored ones, Will felt his heart jump, he knew Grell was going to ask a question. And he was proven right. "Will~" Grell cooed reaching for him. Will complied and sat next to Grell letting him lay on him.

"What Grell?" He asked.

"I want a kiss. Kiss me?"

"You know full well that I am straight and that I do not know how to kiss. So the answer in no." Will told him.

Grell choked and let a few tears fall. Will ran his hands run through the crimson hair trying to comfort. "No. That's what he said. I kissed him but he didn't kiss me back and now I'm sad. No one wants to kiss me, whats wrong with me Will. Am I ugly? Do I have a sign on me that says I'm a slut? Unfaithful? A bitch!? Gay!?"

Will didn't know how to answer so he just let his hands stroke the soft hair tugging lightly. He looked down at him. "Don't say that. Grell you know your beautiful, and such a passionate person and who ever comes into your life knows that you are a treasure they should cherish." Will told his friend. He refused to kiss his temple that he wanted so badly to do. But he knew Grell, and Grell would just turn his head and take his lips and then Will's charade would be over. "You are a sweet man Grell trust me, who ever gets to touch those lips of yours should consider themselves lucky and should be happy the rest of their natural life."

Grell cooed and looked at the clock above the television he sighed and checked his phone for any directions and he had five texts, all from that cute Alan he met.

[Sorry I was away from my phone, I'll be there at 10]

He texted the kid back and stood. "Well, I am going to jump in a hot shower and dress I have a date tonight actually" Grell sighed and walked to the bathroom Will fallowing behind curious.

"What already?" Will questioned. "With who? Your boss?"

Grell shed his shirt and didn't see Will swallow hard and stare at the scared body. "No, don't be silly. I met this really cute guy today with one of my spells and he knocked me over and he charmed me to death and asked me for a date and I agreed." Grell dropped his skirt looking at Will. "So I'm going to see." Then Grell turned on the tub and pulled the shower plunge and dropped his boxer-briefs. Will swallowed more and turned away.

"Just be careful Grell. I don't want you hurt. Really, if I have to pick you up and you are hurt I'm going to kill someone got it?" He chanced a look and looked at his back resisting to walk over and run his hands over the scars.

"Okay..."

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Grell went to the skating rink that Alan directed him too and waited outside sitting on the upraised flower beds his ankles crossed, in his tight shorts that rode up high when he sat, he had on a white belly shirt that tied in the front. His short hair was pinned back and made his bangs flop out in front of his face. He saw the boy Alan walk up roller blades in hand. Grell thought he looked good in dark jeans and a light shirt that buttoned up. Alan walked up to Grell and bowed lowly.

"My lady you look ravishing tonight."

Grell covered his mouth laughing. He blushed when Alan put his hands on his hips and helped him down from the plants bucket. Giggling he let the boy keep his hands on his hips. "How flattering you are kind sir."

"Anything for a beautiful lady like you." Alan smirked. Holding out his hand for Grell to take. He took it. "So, do you know how to skate?"

"No, not really I usually fall and hurt myself. But maybe you can teach me, such as you don't teach me to crash into handsome men." Grell flirted. He knew not that they were being fallowed.

Silver-green eyes watched from a small silver car that blended in unlike the huge hummer. He waited until the two walked inside the skating rink to remove himself from the car and walk inside the roller rink. He walked into the lobby and looked around and rented some skates and found a position in the area to see over the large skating rink. He saw Grell pulling on in-line skates with shaky hands and uncertain eyes, he saw the kid next to him with skates already on bending on one knee to help the red head tie on the skates.

The skates were on and Alan grabbed Grell's hands and pulled him up slowly. The skates slipped and slid making Grell fall into the arms of the boy in front of him, the red head giggled holding on tight to the tawny haired man. The boy set him up straight and held him and smiled when he pulled the wobbly Grell to the floor, Alan laughed as he watched Grell hold the rail and padded wall to balance himself. He gave a nervous smile and reached for his date.

"Alan, I can't do this. Fuck..." Grell groaned as Alan tucked his hands on his waist. Grell let one hand grab Alan's.

"It's okay Grell, you can do it. I have you I won't let you fall. I promise."

Grell let go of the wall and started to slip and slide again and Alan didn't let him fall, the younger just started to skate them along smoothly and Grell started to straighten up slowly and get the hang of the balance. Alan let go of him slowly and Grell skated fine until he noticed that the guiding hands were gone and he got a little afraid and started to fall. The tawny haired man grabbed for Grell, but the red head was already was going down and took Alan with him. They fell in a heap on the floor with Alan under the taller of the two. Grell's face started to turn as red as his hair in embarrassment. The younger smiled and touched his face as the world spun around them.

"Are you alright?"

Grell nodded slowly. "Yeah, but we fell. I'm such a klutz..."

"You did fine." Alan complemented picking both of them up.

After getting Grell used to the skates he started to get better at not falling, but he had skinned knees with blood running out of them. Alan noticed and hobbled Grell to their little area and sat him down. He told him he'd be back and kissed him on the cheek. The red head smiled at the younger thinking that he could really get used to him. He sighed when he was gone and lied his head down on the cool table for a while. After a few moments he felt the hair on his arms stand up and a presence next to him. He looked up and was face to face with his boss.

"What the fuck? Why are you here?" He questioned. "Aren't you 'sposed to be at Vexx?"

"Does it matter? I'm here and I saw you fall I saw your little toy leave and I thought you should be taken over from a real man." Undertaker spoke softly and seductively. "Hm~? What do you say, how about I take you out there Grell and let you have an easy ride?" The boss sat next to Grell his knees touching his employee's thigh and upper thigh. He rest his elbow on the table and touched his face softly turning Grell's chin towards him. "Come on let that little pip-squeak go." Undertaker set his other hand on Grell's upper thigh moving it inward. "Let me show you a good time Red."

"What the fuck is this!?"

Grell turned from his boss and to Alan. "Look sweety, you-"

"No, no, no Red I got this... look young one you can't let a lovely creature out of your sight for a minute. If you do, they will just be stolen form you..." He snapped. "Just like that. This one here, is special. Take care of her and if you don't I will and she'll like it. I promise you that, she'll go to you with my sloppy seconds." Undertaker pulled Grell's head to his and planted a long kiss to his lips. Grell neither pulled away nor pushed into the kiss. Undertaker just stood and rode off into a crowd of people disappearing.

Grell turned to Alan. "What the hell? Why the hell did you let him kiss you. That was painful..." Alan sighed and knelt next to Grell making him move so he had access to his bruised and bloodied knees. "Wow, you fell pretty hard." The younger pulled out a small wipe and cleaned the small scrapes and the put a band-aid on them with a small kiss to secure them. "Now, are you hungry or thirsty? Want to skate more?"

Grell smirked. "He's right you know, you can't leave me alone, or I'd be stolen. But I'm sure you'd be able to keep me if you did the right things." Grell tilted his head coyly with another smirk. When he turned his head he saw his boss staring at him, so he scooted closer. "But there is a way to have another chance at another date with me cutey... you wanna know the way?"

Alan nodded egarly. Grell glanced at Undertaker with a small glare and said to Alan: "Like this..." He leaned in and connected his lips to the younger's. Grell slowly pecked a few times before the bot got the idea and started to kiss him back slowly running his tongue across the bottom lip of the man in front of him. Grell opened his mouth and Alan slipped his tongue in and started to wrestle with Grell's tongue. Grell closed his eyes and excepted the kiss liking the feel of his warm tongue moving with his intimately and intricately. Small firm knowing hands wrapped in red hair pulling him closer biting his lip after releasing his tongue. Grell pulled back slightly and smiled. "Take me to your car and there's a lot more where that came from, you passed the first test of getting a second date, Love."

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"Oh fuck, yes oh God harder... hm~" Grell moaned as the car rocked. "Fuck yes... Alan baby more... gimme more." The words were slurred.

The younger grunted grabbing hips ramming into Grell relentlessly as the elder moaned and whined arching his legs shaking and breathing heavy. The tawny moaned as Grell squeezed.

The door opened and Alan was pulled roughly off and out of the red head long black nails dug in his hair as he was shoved into the pavement. All was seen was silver and red, Alan shook his head and Grell was gone. The younger sat there with his pants down past his knees fully erect and in utter pain as his dick throbbed. All he had to think that he needed to rid of the pain that need to come out. Alan jumped into his car and started to stroke himself and his head fell back against the seat as he thrust into his hand already missing the ass he was just in, that was all he could think was that ass. His hair, face, lips, and dick. It was all amazing and perfect. He kept slamming his head against the back seat as he came in his hand.

...

Silver hair was clouding his vision as he was carried bridal stye to a small silver car. He was placed in the front passenger seat all he did was cross his arms and wait until his boss got in the car. Grell stared down at his half erect dick and sighed. When Undertaker was in the car and before he could say something Grell grabbed his hand and shoved it on himself and glare." Might as well fucking finish it, I don't fucking want fucking blue balls you prick!"

Undertaker didn't argue all he did was start to finish. He let his hand stroke him and his nail glide up softly along the length. Grell found the lever and reclined the seat. "Just fucking finish me!" He demanded. Undertaker still said nothing and stroked him spreading precum over his head and massaging from base to tip, Grell hardly noticed him spit in his hand and then continue. It just felt so damn good, those fucking nails felt amazing, even the length didn't bother him. Grell bucked into his hand moaning his breath hitching as he closed his eyes. Undertaker stared at Grell in his own high he felt his bulge in his own pants but ignored it. He was focused on the beautiful being in front of him. Grell moaned loudly and thrust roughly and came in Undertakers hand.

Quiet for a few minutes Undertaker took that time to lick and savor the red heads cum. Then he turned to him and growled. "I didn't quite enjoy that little performance in the rink, and I absolutely despised that...thing you were doing in that foggy sinful car. That was wrong and I hated it."

"Hm~ Is someone jealous?" Grell was just stroking himself lightly. "Hm, you did a good job, I wonder how you are with that mouth of yours, instead of yelling at me..." He frowned slightly.

"Red, you were just raped. And now you went out with a man you don't know much- well at all! And you let him fuck you! He could be diseased!"

Grell playfully turned to his belly and stuck out his ass. "Then maybe you can cleanse me Boss." He wiggled it. "Come on I know you'd want to..." He looked at his boss' face and frowned.

"I'm fucking serious! I don't want to loose an employee! This is wrong what would Will say? Your mother?!"

Grell spun and pulled up his tight shorts and got out of the car and slammed the door then wrenched it open again. "Don't y-you fucking ever, and fucking ever bring my mother into anything!" He slammed the door again and stared to walk in the direction he thought was home. Grell got to the end of the parking lot and a car pulled up next to him and the window rolled down. There was a large Hispanic man in it his eyes gawking at Grell's ass.

"How much for an hour Ma' Ma'?"

"Get a real girlfriend! I'm not a whore!" Grell punched the car door making the man speed away.

Now he was really fuming he stomped down the street arms crossed and shoes in hand not wanting to walk in them. He didn't know where he was for a minute then he realized he was near the shelter and was miles away from home. He was going to sleep there tonight. The red head walked down a few streets leading to the shelter. He spotted it finally and opened the door slowly and went straight to Jane's bed. Moaning and whining was heard a few feet away from it in the dark. The waiter clicked on a small night light that was usually on and he was revolted at the sight he saw.

Jane was tied to the top bunk by his wrists and his knees were propping him up and they were spread wide for there was a tranny under him thrusting in and out of him roughly and one in front of him and it looks to be like he too was fucking Jane. Poor thing. The burgundy haired cross-dresser had his head slack and just hanging tears dripping off his nose and chin. He was whining in pain, Grell saw bite marks across his bare chest, legs, arms and stomach. The red head wanted to cry at this poor sight of his friend in pure agony. He strode forward and grabbed one at the base of his dick and squeezed nails biting into the soft sensitive skin.

"Get off her now! or I will detach it right here." The male obey and saw who was threatening him.

"Aw, little one...fuc-" Grell squeezed and yanked on the mans dick.

"I am not in the mood fuck face!" He spat and kicked him to the hard floor. "Keep your hands and cock off my little Jane you pace of shit you are not worthy of her! Fucking Tranny whore!" Grell turned to the other and jumped onto the bed his hands on his neck choking the other and pulling him off the bed and throwing him next to his little partner. "Instead of fucking my Janey, why don't you fuck each other!" He kicked them both. "Do it now!" Fuck face! Stick your dick in his as and fuck him like you fuck Jane!" They didn't move so Grell bent down and grabbed one of them and drug him up and twisted him and shoved him down face first into the others dick. Grell made sure the cock went into his mouth. "Come on fucking swallow him you can do it!" The one gagged and Grell still pushed on his head until he bit the other and they both screamed.

"S-stop-it..."

That small voice that made him stop. Grell gave another forceful shove making the one bite again and gag throwing up all over the other. "Now get the fuck out of here you damn rapists! Stupid cunts!" Grell went to Jane and saw that he shifted slightly. He had a black eye and a bruised face. "Oh Love, your beautiful face..." Grell ran his hands in his hair lifting the wine colored locks to look at him. The eye was puffy and half closed. "Oh my poor darling." Grell untied his wrists and Jane fell slack just resting on his spread knees. He was breathing deeply as he stared at his wrists, they were red with blood. "My poor thing. I'll clean you up in the morning. Okay you need rest." Grell climbed into the bed slowly taking Jane in his arms laying him down arms encircling Jane protectively.

"Grelly..?" Jane sighed.

"Shh, it's okay. Their not gonna touch you again..." Grell pulled Jane's nude body closer and covered them with the blanket that was on the floor.

"Grelly, thank you."

"Think nothing of it."

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A-N: Well, a cliffhanger... I suppose. Poor Jane right... well duh of course! I hate causing harm to my darling OC but you know shit happens and that shelter is shit as you can tell. Why can't they all be friends! Well, it would be boring if it were that simple...right? Well yes of course!

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