Chapter 008: Will & Grell - Chains
Authors notes: Grell as always played by Tino, William T. Spears by Ethan
Warnings: Yaoi, mention of torture and sexual harassment, graphic sexual content between two men
Grell Sutcliff had made his way over, back to Will's apartment. He had taken his key, hoping to not run into the other, but he wanted to get back his scythe and his clothes, which he had left behind when the demon had come to his rescue. He unlocked the door and entered, without knocking. Usually, Will would be at work around this time of day anyway.
William T. Spears rested easily in the newly remodeld apartment, eyes combing over his paperwork with a concentrated look on his face. Work was too much of a distraction right now and he had needed the silence. He looked up at the sound of the door opening with a bit of confusion. Almost instantly his expression became that usual icy calm and he looked back at his papers. "Did not think you would use that again." He said calmly and shifted in his seat looking very much at home in his own space.
Grell Sutcliff stopped dead in his tracks, the key still in his hand. A small doll made from wool was dangling from the keychain, bearing a rather striking resemblance to the man on the sofa. "I...I thought you would be at work. I just came to collect some of the stuff that had been left behind last time I was here." He tried to explain, trying his best to avoid words like escape or dungeon coming to his mind. He himself looked fine, the whole ordeal having left no visible mark on him.
William T. Spears looked up from his work again and cocked his head. "Work was too noisy, I needed the silence to concentrate on this one." He explained as to his own presence and carefully put the papers down. "I could have guessed why you are here and you're not getting at least one of those back yet, nor do you need to worry about the back room I had it replaced with a closet." He turned himself to look directly at the red head. "Or is this a taking all my stuff so I know I have to start at the beginning visit?"
Grell Sutcliff crossed his arms in front of his chest, the key still in his hand. For a moment he seemed unsure what to say. "You have no right to keep my scythe. I did nothing wrong at work or with it that you could use as a reason for it. You might be my superior but withholding it without proper reason is still theft." He looked rather defiantly at Will, knowing very well the other hated being lectured about rules Will knew by heart and Grell usually ignored. He had to admit the news of the back room being a closet now relaxed him. "And if I was here for all my stuff I would have brought a suitcase, Will. There is too much of mine around here."
William T. Spears shifted a hand up to press his frames to his face before he pushed to his feet and moved closer to Grell looking him over with that usual icy gaze. "You know very well I have all the reason in the world to take far more than just you weapon, Grell Sutcliff, for that contract. I have accepted the demon at your request and been civil to him to the best of my ability and even willingly accepted that I have to share you with him, but I will not let all of it just go." He only nodded to the suitcase comment as he continued to move closer. "Your clothes are in the bedroom." He said after a long pause of just watching the other.
Grell Sutcliff didn't move from the spot as his partner came closer. Grell was not used to be afraid of anybody, and he would not start now. "William T. Spears, for the contract you only could keep my scythe if you would report me. And since I'm not yet locked up awaiting a hearing or trial, I know you haven't. So, officially you have no reason. Also, I can't work without it. You don't want me to slack off because of you, hm?" He wouldn't budge one bit, though the words about Sebastian suddenly made his features become much softer. And then he smiled. And suddenly the key dropped to the floor and the red head was clinging to Will, he arms around his partners neck. "Oh Will! Really? You...you accept my feelings for Sebastian?"
William T. Spears cocked his head to the side as a little grin curled up his lips. "You know very well that I can provide you with replacements I have done so before and you - " He was stopped by the clinging shifting back to adjust his balance so he would not have to move but would also not fall. " We are both still living that should be proof enough." He muttered though his arms were going around Grell in the next moment. "My feelings won't change for you just because of the akuma, you're my ... " He paused long enough to look over the other pausing at the rose which still made him twitch. "My hanabi." The last bit said having his eyes locked to the red heads. "And always will be." When he stopped to think about it he did not like the idea one bit but he loved the annoying shinigami so had decided he must accept it.
Grell Sutcliff looked up at Will, his eyes sparkling with joy and true happiness something that had long been missing in them when he and Will had met. He gave no answer to Will's words, though the word Hanabi send a warm sensation down his spine. He simply pulled Will down slightly and kissed him. Gentle but very sensual. When he broke the kiss he whispered in a soft low voice. "I love you, Will."
William T. Spears blinked a little, unable to help his ice from melting some at the look on the others face. As much as he wanted to be annoyed with the other, he found it hard in the face of the red heads joy. He did not resist the kiss and even squeezed tighter his hand coming up on the side without the rose to rake through those blood stained silk locks. His fingers curling into a fist. "I Adore you Grell." He brushed his lips back against those soft crimson one. "And I need you."
Grell Sutcliff leaned into the touch, the possessive hand in his hair making him sigh in a soft voice. The cold, hard man in front of him always had known how to get to him. In his own way, so different from Sebastian's. "We need each other, Will." He decided unless Will brought up the topic again, today he would not utter another word about his bat out of hell. This moment was theirs and theirs alone. One of his hands moved into Will's hair, holding him close, his body tightly pressed against the other's. "Let's not fight anymore. You are so strong. I know you are strong enough to love me." He kissed him again, wanting nothing than the world around them vanishing, just leaving them all to themselves.
William T. Spears gave a slight tug on the hair in his hand and pressed another soft kiss to his lips nodding in agreement though his icy gaze held a fire of a different kind of need. "I did not wish to fight from the start." He agreed once more as his other hand moved down Grell's back shifting to take hold of the others leg and left and pull at the same time if he let him. "I should tell you something." He said with a little bit of a grin. "Those chains ... made me want you even more." It was clear it had been killing him not to do more to his captured flower that day than just talk and touch.
Grell Sutcliff allowed Will to lift his leg and with a smirk he easily let the other follow, hooking them around the stronger Shinigami's waist. Lightweight and a dancer. Very handy. He bit his own lip when Will mentioned the chains and swallowed. The situation had been all wrong and bad but thinking about chains in Will's hand now set his body on fire. And that desire showed in his eyes. He brought his lips next to Will's ear and whispered in his soft seductive voice. "Then why don't you chain me up and show me my place, Mr. Spears?"
William T. Spears 's arm moved under Grell's rear when the other leg came up and he pushed, squeezing a bit at the same time. This felt much better, so very right and he wanted to keep him there at least until he heard those words. His lips curled up into a grin that was almost evil for a moment, before the ice returned and he suddenly spun almost as if dancing with Grell across the room and moving toward his bedroom. "I have nicer ones I was saving than those you were in before, I think you will like the new place I have in mind."
Grell Sutcliff laughed when Will spun them, rather used to be handled in such a way. He had always made sure his body stayed light and nimble, anything else would get in the way of his fighting style as well as his dancing. "Whatever you see fit, Mr. Spears. Right now, I'm all yours." He just held close to Will and allowed the other to carry him over. He was serious. This time he would give himself willingly to Will. And he wanted the other shinigami, wanted his strength, his ice, his lust.
William T. Spears smiled at the laughter as he walked Grell to the bed, stopping just at the edge to drop the other on it like a sack of potato, though his eyes had a playful light about them over it. He would duck down and pull out a box that was actually engrave and looked like it was specially made, resting it beside Grell and opening it to show the set of five made of very fine materials. "We don't have to you all of them but i think, Sutcliff, that we can start with the hands and feet, don't you?" It wasn't really a question since he intended to anyway, but he left it where the other could reach and still have one last chance to decline.
Grell Sutcliff sat up when his body hit the bed, kicking his shoes off, along with the socks. He looked at the finely made shackles, so different from the plain, rough ones Sebastian had destroyed after he had brought him home. When his eyes came to look at the collar, he bit his lips and shook his head involuntarily. Not this. Not this time. He took off his bracelet and placed it on Will's nightstand debating if he would take off his shirt first. He didn't want Will to cut it off as well. But then he simply held his hands out to Will. "Or would you like me to undress first, Mr. Spears?" his tone was playful, not yet in any way submissive or obedient.
William T. Spears grinned for a moment before his face became that usual mask of ice, although this time he seemed to be having fun with it. He was careful when he leaned over the bed not to rock it much and shifted half on it just kneeling. " It customary for the ..." he paused looking him over and then deep into his eyes. " Dominated to show they are willing by disrobing but if you need my help." The last word almost purred as his hand reached as if to grab only to brush instead. A thought in the back of his mind said it would be the perfect chance to keep the troublesome red head here, but he quickly discarded it, liking him much more this way.
Grell Sutcliff shivered as Will was so close, but this time it was different from the last time they had been together. Last time he had forced himself to act as if he was into it. This time he could barely wait for Will to touch him. His fingers found the zipper on his shirt and he slowly pulled it down, revealing more of his pale skin to the other's eyes. He let it slip down over his shoulders, never once breaking his eye contact with Will. There was no shame in his eyes, just desire and passion. He opened his pants, and then he smiled at Will. "If you don't help me, those won't come off smoothly." The leather pants were really tight, clinging to Grell's body and legs.
William T. Spears easily kept the contract with those enticing eyes as he resisted the urge to just forget the confines and take him that way. Sneaky little minx. His hand moved down to the hem of the pants without even moving his eyes and his fingers brushed over the barely exposed skin there to take hold of the hem and tugging with just enough force to work them down. His other hand shifting into the box to reach for the first wrist cuff which he rested on Grell's arm and slowly brushed down it to the wrist before clasping it in place.
Grell Sutcliff smirked as Will's fingers moved into the hem and pulled. Sneaky little minx, indeed, not wearing any underwear. A low moan passed his lips when the cuff touched his skin and was moved, his body again shivering. Yet he kept his eyes on Will's, allowing Will to see every change of expression, every bit of emotion in those green orbs and his features. He didn't resist the cuff, but neither did he actively participate. This was for Will, to put them on him, to capture him, this time with his consent.
William T. Spears would feel the lack of under garments and that little twitch of amusement would return, happy to have very little resistance. When the pants were gone he reached again for the box, this time taking out two cuffs. One starting at the shoulder and the other at the hip very slowly moving down his fingers brushing against the exposed length of the other as he slipped them into their locations, first one locking in place, then the other. His eyes still had not moved from Grell's, icy determined yet swirling with that heat of lust. Only one to go and he would be his again.
Grell Sutcliff gasped when the cold metal brushed over his skin, making him shiver once more. When the locks snapped shut another moan passed his lips and for the first time he broke their eye contact, closing his eyes. He wanted the enjoy the feeling for a moment, just by feeling, not seeing. He mentally prepared himself for the last one, the feeling of slowly being taken over by Will so erotic and so sensual.
William T. Spears let his eyes stay locked on Grell even as the others eyes closed. He reached for the final one, this one containing the light chain only meant to have the feel of confinement in its weights. He moved himself away taking all sensations only long enough to close the box and return it under the bed. He would them be on the bed once more starting at the hip and working his way down. He used the cuff to brush over Grell's shaft this time rather than his fingers and then continued down, the rest of him never touching his partner until the final lock was in place. Only then would he slowly start to move up, brushing the chain over the soft skin as he set each link together stopping when he was on all fours above Grell and looking upon his face. "And now my Hanabi, you won't escape me this time." Though the words could have been seen as serious the lust and hint of playfulness showed that Grell could escape if he wanted to. He punctuated those words by leaning in to press a kiss to the other collarbone.
Grell Sutcliff moaned out louder when the metal brushed over his length, his body twitching slightly. The chain added the illusion of being helpless, without being a real threat. Maybe in the future he would accept real chains that really rendered him helpless again, but not yet. For now, the illusion had to be enough. "I won't. And I won't try. I'm yours today, Will." He looked back into the other's eyes. In his own there was love, desire and trust.
William T. Spears felt a deep swelling heaviness in his chest he had not felt since before their fight when he looked in those eyes and it was a good feeling. He could tolerate the demon as long as he had those looks from the one he loved. He dipped his head down to press a deep heated kiss to his lips filled with a passion he only showed to Grell. One hand moving the chain which would tug on Grell's limbs urging them up. The other hand went to Grell's hair again, combing and gripping it tightly claiming what was his even if it were just for the next few hours.
Grell Sutcliff did move now, his arms coming up around Will's neck again to hugs him and hold him close. One of his legs wrapped itself around Will's, almost like a snake. The kiss was returned, with a hunger and passion that he had missed so much. And how had he missed Will's desire for him. He remembered their passionate times in the past, lovemaking on rooftops, secret embraces behind chimneys, forbidden pleasures in empty rooms at the department. His fingers moved into Will's hair and he caressed the back of Will's neck with his red nails.
William T. Spears broke from the kiss breathlessly murmuring as his own mind skimmed over his own memories of what he had missed. As much as he hated it and it pained him, as much as he would have preferred to just destroy that demon, he wanted his lover back more. For now it was enough. The tiny hiss of the chain when Grell moved as he did made a smile twitch on his lips and his head moved down again to the other's neck, nipping and kissing on it while his hand moved with the chain down over the red heads belly, teasing just above his groin with light finger brushed and the small links of the chain.
Grell Sutcliff suddenly smirked, a flash in his eyes. He moved, fast, and strong. He pushed off the bed, lifting his hips and rolled them over. The naked one in chains now on top of the still dressed one holding the chains. He still smirked, looking down at Will. "Who's on top now, Mr. Spears?" he asked in that playful, mocking tone. "Lost your power to me?" he chuckled, his hands resting on Will's chest.
William T. Spears did not even blink when they were rolled and the red head placed himself on top. "Oh you are, but what makes you think I have lost the power?" He jerked his hand up high wringing the chain around his hand then flicking it around and pulling again in quick motions to work to force the other closer to him. His eye's gaze though still full of lust took on a darker intend one he held for work and his free hand came up and around moving behind Grell's rear for a push.
Grell Sutcliff was jerked forward a little and then pulled down, and he looked into Will's eyes. The darker intend was strangely arousing, yet felt slightly scary. He pulled on the chain in Will's hand and tried to roll off of him, the struggle for power not fully over yet. He smirked again, this game being a lot of fun.
William T. Spears actually smiled when he saw that look in the red heads eye and shivered a little. He shifted and adjusted as Grell rolled, letting him go as he rolled with him working to place himself on top again or at least half there if the other shinigami didn't move fast enough. When they came to a stop he would lean up to try and press a deep kiss to his lips and gently caress him with the air chilled chain. He took that chance to kick out of his shoes and slip off the over shirt while teasing at the others skin with the coarse fabric of his pants.
Grell Sutcliff looked up at his partner and then kissed him back when their lips met. The chain on his skin made him shiver, the fabric of Will's pants against his skin created a nice contrast to the chain. He held rather still for a moment, but his leg once again curled up around Will's. He tried to move his hands , but the chain stopped him. I'm at his mercy. But this was different, he was no prisoner today, he would never be again.
William T. Spears pressed back into the kiss with a sound of pleasure, clearly enjoying their little game just as much as he shifted the chain leaving the legs somewhat loose but the arms he would work to move above their heads while he broke the kiss and dropped his head to the other collarbone, teasing with the mix of hot and cold with his frames and lips now. "Beautiful hanabi." He murmured as his free hand brushed between them, teasing skin with his knuckles as he relieved himself of his shirt. He looked up again over his frame to meet the others eyes, waiting for him to ask for what came next.
Grell Sutcliff allowed Will to lift his hands over his head, he moaned softly as the lips and frames touched his skin, the fingers on his body so warm. "Will..." he softly moaned out. It was the only word he spoke for a moment, but when he saw the look from Will's eyes he lifted his head off the bed and looked back at him. Will's bare skin against his made wave for warmth rush through his body. "Will, why do you look at me like this?"
William T. Spears would let his lips lift into that smile he only gave to his partner before his head down to press a kiss at the centre of his chest. "I think." He breathed out letting his lips tease over the red heads soft skin. The fingers caressing lower to tug at the waistband of the underwear trying to shift them down. "I'd like to know how much you missed me and still want me." As if to gentle urge the information out his thumb from the hand that held the chains would start to tease against Grell's wrists and his knee would come up to graze the fabric against skin again.
Grell Sutcliff gasped slightly when the kiss was placed to his chest. "Will..." He didn't lift his hips, but he looked a little more serious as he spoke to answer the question. The thumb was making him shiver, he enjoyed the touch to his wrist. "I am here now. After all that has happened, I am here. Do not push for something more, please." Grell just couldn't push himself further, not right now. Maybe when the night was over, but not right now. The other had hurt him, captured him and abused his trust, and had touched him against his will. The fact that he now was here had to be enough now, and it was almost a miracle that the red head had not just run away from the idea of being chained again.
William T. Spears nodded, easily seeming to accept this as he pressed another kiss to that spot. He shifted up the hand that held the chains and would attempt to lace his fingers into the red heads with the chain between them. Moving up again he rested himself between those lean legs that were his torture and looked into his eyes. "You're a truly unique and wonderful person, you know, even when you are driving me insane." A soft kiss was dropped to the crimson lips of his partner, then a gentle tug as he gave the lip a little nip as the red head liked to do to him. That knee would come up and press gently rubbing in an attempt to work up them both. He was extremely glad that the only had been forgiving so far.
Grell Sutcliff laced his fingers with Will's and as the other tried to nip his lip, Grell simply returned the favour, maybe a little harder than Will himself. "Insane? Yes, I think you are insane. You must be." Deep inside he really wanted to talk to Will about what had happened before. And as insane as that was, maybe this was actually the right moment for it. "Will. I know why you tried to lock me up. You want to protect me. But you know that it was wrong, right?" The rubbing drew a soft gasp from his lips, the gentleness giving him the strength to speak his mind.
William T. Spears pressed a little harder with his knee as he let out his own gasp at the bite that was returned. "You're probably right." He murmured as he squeezed his partners hand and looked into his eyes, pressing himself down more against him. "I know the high up will do just as bad if not worse if they get a hold of you, I could not lose you any more than I think you would enjoy losing me. I realize I could have done something different but I was angry and desperate, thinking that ... " He paused to avoid the bile that rose, so the next word was said calmly. "Demon, had taken you away."
Grell Sutcliff tensed up slightly when Will mentioned Sebastian. "They will not go looking for me, Will, unless you report me. I don't usually run around telling everybody that I have a contract with a demon, I'm not that dumb." While the pressing down was somehow pleasurable, it also was a little uncomfortable. "Sebastian protects me, as you might have noticed. And I can protect myself." Also as if to ram that point home he squeezed the other's hand back, hard, showing a lot of strength for such a lithe body. "And there is a difference between just locking me up and forcing yourself upon me." He tried to keep relaxed, but still his body tensed again.
William T. Spears pursed his lips at this before taking a deep breath and sighing it out. "You don't think I haven't been trying? And what do you think will happen should one of the others discover this information?" He shifted up again pressing his knee in a little more. "I am not a monster, I would never have hurt you." There was the slightest look of disappointment for an instant before it was covered up. "I don't expect to be in your good graces over night, but I would hope after so long you would know what I am capable of and causing you irreversible pain of any kind is not one of those things." He let his gaze meet his partners then and his free hand came up to gently touch his cheek. "You're the only thing that is more important to me in this life than work."
Grell Sutcliff almost felt like melting when Will spoke the last words, a smile on his lips. His voice remained soft. "Will, not all pain is physical." was the only thing he said for a moment. He lifted his hips slightly, rubbing back against his partner, the touch so arousing even when the topic of conversation was so serious. "My hair covers up the sigil. And it could still be a tattoo, everybody knows I'm eccentric. Nobody has to find out, Will. But I will not break my contract." He lifted his head and tried to place a kiss on Will's lips. "If you want me to trust you, you first need to trust me."
William T. Spears rolled his lips a little into his mouth to bite on them. "I know that and I apologize for getting ahead of myself." He moved his hand down from the other's cheek loosing the chain enough so that the red head could wrap him in his legs if he felt so inclined. He shifted down to meet his partner half way into the kiss, licking his lips before he nodded. "Promise me that you will be careful and watch yourself and I promise to do my utmost to trust in you." His arm moved again this time to Grell's middle to shift him up in a partial embrace. "Like we used to be, in work, in dance, in life. I promise you."
Grell Sutcliff moaned softly as Will moved and he did wrap his legs around his partner, holding him close. "I will be careful, Will. But trust me, Sebastian means me no harm." His hips rubbed against Will, his need growing stronger now. He tried to move his hands, to touch his partner's naked torso. "Damn, I want you." He whispered, not able to hold back any longer
William T. Spears dropped himself down again to pres and gently rub his whole frame against the red head. There was a slight twitch at that Name again with a hint of annoyance. "He's not the only one to be careful of, my hanabi." He whispered as his lips brushed over lips and cheek and down the soft skin of Grell's neck. "And I do." And he really did, it was others he didn't trust. "I want you to." He smiled pressing in again so that his partner could feel his need full grown and aching despite the conversation. He reached again for the hem of those silk confines and tugged down trying to leave only his own pants as an obstacle.
Grell Sutcliff let Will take off his panties this time, need too strong to resist. "If two like you and him watch over me, nobody can ever harm me." he answered. When the panties were finally blocked by the chains he grinned at Will. "Rip them." It was a challenge, more than a command. He wanted to see his partner's strength, to feel his dominance, now that the talking was done. If he was chained up already, he demanded passion and strength.
William T. Spears felt the slightest hint of protest on the demon being a protector but didn't voice it. He looked down watched the movement process of those panties. A bright almost evil grin coming over his lips at the challenge as he took the fabric from his partner pulling back and down at the same time using his strength and the chain to tug and tear at them. His eyes moved up to lock into Grell's, his need for the other making him shift and rub a little harder. When he had the red bit of fabric off he would toss it over his shoulder and move in for a deep heated passionate kiss, willing the red head to feel all that he held for him in that touch of skin.
Grell Sutcliff chuckled when the panties were tossed, his hands reaching up for Will when he kissed him. He buried his fingers in Will's black hair, his own passion almost boiling over. He parted his lips and his tongue licked over Will's lips. His legs wrapped themselves around Will again, pulling him close urging him to finally lose his own pants as well.
[04:38] William T. Spears 's lips shifted up in amusement at the sound his own pressing deeper into the kiss. opening to the other and letting his tongue come out to tease back against the red head's. Using the hand that was free to unhook his belt and opening his pants he grinned a little, the other hand that held Grell's moved down shifting to wrap arms and legs around him, Will's free hand now going to the red heads waist to pull up as he started to crawl out of his pants. Wiggling and rubbing against Grell's backside in the process of undressing, stopping only once he could just kick them off. He pressed his now fully bared skin to his partner, his lover, and opened his eyes to look deep into the others, rocking and grinding his hips at the ready.
Grell Sutcliff moaned out in a low voice as his partner moved against him, the friction created a very arousing sensation. He pushed up against him, the need to feel the bare skin against his too strong to resist. "Will..." a whisper, full of need and lust, as his eyes met the other's. One of his legs pulled Will closer, showing his willingness.
William T. Spears gave Grell that smile that was only for him as he pressed another kiss to his lips, his hand coming down to lift the others hips just where he needed them, gently rubbing his aching length against the entry of his partner, slipping on a soft coating of moisture all his own before he pressed in. Just the tip was first a small teasing before he thrust in deeply in one solid stroke. He would stop after that and wait again his hand on the chains pulling Grell's arms back above their heads. "Yes Grell?" He breathed back.
Grell Sutcliff tilted his head back when Will full sheathed himself in his body in one motion, his eyes closed tight, and a scream was torn from his throat, replacing the whimpering moans that had been coming from him when Will had only teased. His body tensed, and only Will's hand in the chain stopped him from lifting his upper body from the bed. It hurt, but it hurt in the good way. Not once did he try to escape the penetration, enjoying this union. After a moment he relaxed again, looking back up into his partner's eyes. "Will...take me..."
William T. Spears held himself as still as he was able, waiting for his partner, the heat of his need burning in his eyes the only sign that he was just barely holding back. His finger moved back up to lace into Grell's and squeeze the other, gently caressing at his hip and groin. At the words from his partner he shifted forward rocking his hips slowly first only quickening every few thrusts. His hands and eyes held a possessiveness in that moment that said he would never give up what he held so very dear and to drive that home he leaned in for another kiss.
Grell Sutcliff looked into his partner's eyes, the burning need reflected in his own, he wanted this, needed this. His fingers grabbed the other's hand and held onto him. When Will started to move inside of him, he closed his eyes again, low moans and whimpers passed his lips. He moved against the other, meeting the thrusts with passion and lust, their bodies creating magic together. Will's lips were greeted by the red head's tongue when he was kissed, and his legs held Will as tightly to him as possible.
William T. Spears shivered as he felt the others tongue and opened to him again this time sucking in deep letting all of his senses fill with his partner. He squeezed Grell's fingers back and picked up his pace with the red head joined in. His hand on that lean hip lifting just a bit so he could push in deeper filling his lover the most he was able and enjoying the moments they were able to share again.
Grell Sutcliff moaned out in his strong, gender ambiguous voice, filling the room with the music of making love. He matched his moves to the rhythm that Will dictated, his lean body so much stronger than it looked, every move filled with passion and lust. Grell had never been one to hold back, and he didn't start doing that now. The heat inside his body burning like a white flame. He moved his hand, the one not laced with Will's and in one move he snapped the chain, the hand coming up, into Will's hair, pulling him into the kiss, holding him. He bit the other's lip again, this time making him bleed, enjoying the taste he was now sharing with the other shinigami.
William T. Spears quivered against the sounds that filled the room, his much more subdued sound lacing in with the others as he reached his peak pace then letting himself go along with the red head for once only because it was him. The sound and feel of chain breaking had him cringing but it was quickly replaced by amusement then pleasure as a soft moan escaped and he curled himself in closer. An intake of breath and a wince came from the biting. He did not back down though only deepening their kiss letting the flavors mingle and spur him on in their love making.
Grell Sutcliff moved almost like a snake underneath his lover, sweat glistening on his skin, no holding back, nothing hidden or hushed up. The hand in Will's hair grabbed him harder, almost painfully so. The taste of blood driving the red head almost mad with passion and lust. He pushed again, rolling them over once more so he was back on top, his hips not only moving up and down but in circling motions as well, a dancer through and through. His nails dug into the skin of Will's chest as he sat up, breaking their kiss, leaning back and looked down at the partner, a picture of pure passion in red.
William T. Spears shifted against the sleek feel of his lover, his own skin taking on a light shine from energy spent. He turned his head at the grip in his hair. He didn't fight the roll this time, gladly having the other top him so he could enjoy the view. His fingers came down to trace over the red heads front as he moaned and arched into every little touch and motion, his palms resting on those wild hips to dig his fingers in as well. He would buck up and shift his hands just to show he could still guide the other, though he didn't bother to try to. Instead he let his eye roam until they locked with his love and the smile returned.
Grell Sutcliff bend down for another kiss, his hips never once stopping their movements. He was riding his lover to highest heights of pleasure, his body nothing but the red flame of passion now, almost hot enough to singe. When he broke the kiss his eyes showed how far he already was, his butt shivering and the movements, while still being flowing, became a bit more erratic, riding from wave of pleasure to the next. He leaned back, much further than before, his head almost touching the bed, bucking, rolling his hips to drive then both over the edge, his nails leaving angry red marks on Will's skin.
William T. Spears tipped his head up into that kiss, pressing and nipping back, giving a bit of what he was getting and enjoying every minute of it. His usual icy exterior fully heated by the others passions letting him follow with his own meeting every motion with his own and adjusting accordingly with the red flames of passion. When Grell leaned back his knees came up a bit to caress against his back and hold him, a hissing breath being sucked in as the stinging started though he felt no need to do anything but push in harder, lifting his hips against the needs that were near to overflowing in him. A slight twitch working toward that spot that would have them both falling his fingers digging in to a bruising intensity on the others hips..
Grell Sutcliff started to shiver pretty hard, his body trembling from the intense feeling, and he finally gave in, falling over the edge, into an abyss of bliss. His muscles tensing, a scream ring out through the room as he reached his peak, cumming hard. He finally stopped moving, and collapsed on top of his lover, hot skin against hot skin. He just lay there for a moment, panting, trying to clear his mind enough to move gain.
William T. Spears kept all of his attention on his lover, his usual calculations lost in the waves that came off the other and washed over him, carrying him along for the ride. The ringing of the scream had him gasping out a low moan that followed moments after toppling him over the edge with the red as he came deep inside the other. His arms quickly clinging as the other collapsed, working out every bit of his release into his partner before he finally relaxed. His head came down to nuzzle before he also stilled not even trying to move again yet. "Thank you hanabi." he breathed out a little smile on his lips.
Grell Sutcliff panting he looked up slightly as Will spoke. "My pleasure" he managed to reply before he closed his eyes and tried to will his muscles to work again. He rolled himself off of Will and rested next to him, his head on the other's chest. "We both needed that." He put his arm around the other, his hand coming to rest on Will's belly. He was right, they had needed that. Badly.
William T. Spears nodded though he frowned a little when the other moved shifting what was left of the chain out of the way and using his arms to capture the other and hold on to him. His head shifting down to nuzzle the top of the blood coloured head. "Yes and I am glad we got the chance." he murmured, breathing out slowly, his hand coming up to comb through the other's hair, avoiding the flower as he did. He was glad they had finally made peace even if the demon was still a part of it. "We should not wait too long next time."
Grell Sutcliff listened to the other's heartbeat for a moment and smiled. "Will...you don't know what waiting for long means. You can be glad I am here. Now. Not next year. I could pretty well have tortured you by refusing you for a year or two." he sounded playful, but a little of it was meant serious. He breathed in the others scent and lifted his head to look at him for a moment. "You are mine now. I just broke you in, stallion."
William T. Spears narrowed his gaze though his tone was light. "I'm sure your demon would have enjoyed that, relishing in the fact he had you all to himself." He didn't sound like waiting would have bothered him in the least but he would have died a little again each day, he knew that. The next words had a little huff of amusement coming from him and his hand slipping down to swat at the others behind. "Who broke who, stallions breed for pleasure and you came willingly, i just had to give a little in return."
Grell Sutcliff slapped Will's chest, the sounding ringing out in the room. "Evil Jerk!" he shouted at him, that beautiful temper flaring up. "You breed nothing here! You just follow the lead of the one who rides you!" And then as fast as it had come it was over and smirked again. "I don't deny Sebas-chan would like to keep me to himself. But just like you have to accept him, he has to accept you." He rested his head back on Will's chest. "Will...give it back." he simply said.
William T. Spears twitched at the smack but his lips only curled up into a grin. "Oh really?" He almost purred and a little finger moved up to tease at the nape of the red heads neck lightly brushing with his short nails. "You can ride me any day hanabi but I'll still lead you to the heights." He shifted down getting more comfortable seeming to ignore the mention of the demon, at least for now. "Hm, give what back?" He asked instead pretending to get sleepy.
Grell Sutcliff sat up and looked at Will, pretending to be sleepy. "My death scythe, Will. Give it back. It is mine, and you know you can't keep it. Don't make me threaten you." His red hair fell over his shoulders, more strands having become loose from his updo.
[04:46] William T. Spears closed his eyes and murmured something waving offhandedly toward the new closet which he doubted the other would want to return to so quickly. "Technically you deserve some form of punishment for breaking rules even if I do not report them broken, what then shall it be?" He asked sounding half asleep as his other hand moved up to play with the fallen strands.
Grell Sutcliff looked down at him, a smile on his lips, that should ring every alarm bell available. Danger! Danger! He bend down and whispered into the other's ear. "Will, thin ice. I love you. very much. But if you try to report me for this or do anything stupid, not only will you lose me, but I will report you for imprisoning and raping me." the voice was sweet, soft, but the words were harsh and he meant each one of them. He then moved his hands and took of the shackles, freeing his feet as well, dropping them on the bed, before he stood up and opened the closed, retrieving his chainsaw.
William T. Spears opened one eye then and his head cocked to the side. His returned smile said he wouldn't have to do a thing. "I'll take the responsibilities given me." was his easy response not bothering to cow to the attempt at returned blackmail. "I did Not rape you." he insisted but with no force behind the words. He did however reach for his own scythe just in case the red head got any funny ideas. He rolled as the red head went to retrieve his own using his to put the shackles back in the box. "Leaving already?"
Grell Sutcliff glanced back over his shoulder, the smile now positively evil. "Prove you didn't rape me. I have witnesses. And I can be very very convincing, Will. Very convincing." He hesitate only a moment before he walked into the closet and grabbed his chainsaw. Then he returned to the bed looking at the shackles. "They get uncomfortable after we are done." He sat down on the bed and put the scythe down next to him, picking up his pants, knowing full well he would have to go home without underwear.
William T. Spears rolled himself back away as Grell set back on the bed. "You always did like playing your own way." The urge to fume over an over-embellished accusation almost had him reacting to the comment but then that was one thing that made the red head what he was. He nodded at the shackles and put his hand over his head the other lifted his scythe to push up his frames looking up at the ceiling. "Then I will see you at work if you have to leave now."
Grell Sutcliff nodded and put on his pants. "Yes. Though I have the day off tomorrow. But you will see me at work. And Will...you started that game of holding the sword of Damocles over my head. Don't blame me for doing the same." He picked up his shirt and put it back on. Then he made his way around the bed and bent down over Will. "Have a good rest, my sweet Will." He placed a kiss to his lips if the other didn't pull away.
William T. Spears twitched up a brow at that since the next day was Monday but didn't say so rather just calculating in his mind what came next. "It got you to take things more serious didn't it?" He asked in a soft tone with just ha hint of his usual ice. He did not bother to move just yet though he did use his scythe to reach for his own pants slipping them on as his partner went for his own shirt. "I'll get work done my hanabi." He tipped his head up against the kiss deepening it his hand darting up to try and comb through the others hair. "Come back soon."
Grell Sutcliff smiled, looking pretty much relaxed and happy again once the kiss was broken. "I might. Or I might wait for you to nearly boil over with need, so that you have to call me to your office again and lock the door." he said in that playful tone before he picked up his belongings and went to the door. "Have a good time, Will. I'll be seeing you at work" He said before he opened the door to leave.
William T. Spears 's lips curled up into that grin meant only for Grell as he shifted to watch him leave. "You're cheating you know since you have someone else now as well." He murmured though he sounded amused by this. "Yes, see you then and we can get some real work done." He didn't bother to say he would come knocking if the other didn't show , no point causing a stir this time. instead he just lifted the hand with his scythe and waved.
