Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler):
His Butler, Repentant.
(By Axel Ingleson)
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of the Kuroshitsuji series. Nor am I making any money from this story.
Author's Note: This picks up at the end of the first season and is an alternate universe continuation. Also, words in italics surrounded by tildes are pink-pen entries made by the Grim Reaper into a secret book he keeps around for rare emergencies.
-Chapter 10-
"Do you think Grell will be alright?" Veronica asked as she watched from the window as the carriage driver adjusted his remaining horse and departed.
"Grim will save him," Sebastian reassured her.
"Well," Clover smiled, "I'm off to bed. I've got to get up early in the morning. Are you two going to stay up for a bit?"
Veronica blushed and Sebastian smiled at his wife.
"I take it that's a 'no'?" Clover asked. "There's a guest room upstairs you can use. It's a bit more private than the one next to mine."
"Thank you," Veronica said, graciously as Sebastian took her by the hand and led her up the stairs to the bedroom.
The room was and bed were both smallish, but neither Sebastian nor Veronica minded all that much.
Veronica wondered what Sebastian thought of the bed, which was clearly decorated for female guests. The blankets were embroidered with a floral design along the edge, and there was a patchwork quilt across the foot.
As Veronica stood nearby, Sebastian disrobed, undressing slowly so he would not alarm her. She was watching him with nervous fascination. She had never seen a man in the altogether before. In the past, such things could be seen in art museums, but these days, such things were considered taboo. As she watched him remove the last of his garments, she realized that he would be undressing her next. She smiled as she noticed that his clothes were neatly folded on a small wicker chair in the corner, a habit left over from his time serving as a butler.
Sebastian turned to Veronica and carefully unbuttoned her dress, allowing it to fall casually to the floor. Once she had stepped out of it, he neatly folded it and set it atop his own pile of clothing. Her underclothes came off next, each article neatly folded and placed carefully with the others. Veronica was shivering when Sebastian turned back to face her. Kissing her reassuringly, he lifted her up and placed her, delicately, upon the bed as gently as if she were a tiny kitten. His firm but gentle hands left no part of her undiscovered except one, as he explored her body. She was almost purring when he finally moved on top of her, slipping into her with one tender fluid motion. There was a moment of pain as her maidenhead was breached, but that soon gave way to a sense of longing that was more than just physical. Sebastian's movements began to speed up, until Veronica was almost on the verge of the ultimate pleasure. Then, at the last moment, he slowed down until he was barely moving, building up the sensation in Veronica's body as he slowly increased his speed for the second time only to slow down again. Finally he could hold back no longer. He kissed her as he finally permitted her climax, enjoying the sensations as her inner muscles brought about his own. As their bodies shivered in bliss, Sebastian felt Ciel's soul leave him. He smiled down at Veronica and kissed her as they drifted off to sleep. He would tell her the good news in the morning.
On the other side of town, William Spears and Grim arrived at the church almost simultaneously. Inside they could hear the voices of the priest as pleaded for the safety of his congregation, Divinity as he accused the entire British church system of committing an act of unholy treason against God, and finally Grell as he accused the angel of kidnapping and having a really bad attitude.
"Grell is my husband," Grim said, firmly, as he fought to be first inside.
"A bond I'd be glad to break," William laughed, derisively. "And hardly legal in this century."
"Legal or not," Grim pointed out, "Grell has still promised himself to me."
"You know what a flirt he is," William accused. "He's probably snuggling up to that angel right now."
"You're wrong," Grim said, angrily throwing the door open just as Divinity grabbed Grell and placed a long, forceful kiss upon the red-haired Reaper's lips.