Like the villages, the hospital was surprisingly easy to infiltrate, though it was likely due to Sebastian and Grell not being human. And not being human made it quite simple for the two of them to enter through a door and pass by undetected by staying just out of sight of any of the late night staff. Avoiding lingering mortals was the easy part. Avoiding catching the eye of a reaper was much more difficult and time consuming. Luckily for Sebastian and Grell, they had more than enough time to kill.

"Would it not be easier to knock them unconscious and get them out of the way?" Sebastian asked dryly as the pair avoided the third reaper in less than ten minutes of being in the hospital.

Grell threw Sebastian an unamused look, before realizing that the demon was teasing him. With a huff of irritation, Grell leaned backwards against Sebastian as another reaper walked by the hall the two of them were lurking in. When the reaper had gone around a corner, Grell moved a little away from Sebastian to look up at the black-haired demon, "You know that would only draw the attention from the higher ups. Why would you even suggest that?"

Sebastian began to walk down the hall, keeping a look-out for anyone else wandering around, and instead of answering Grell's question, said in a distracted manner, "I should be with the young master."

Grell didn't like being ignored, but didn't get to voice his objection to Sebastian thinking about the brat as the demonic butler suddenly wrapped his arms around him and dragged him into a nearby room, a hand clamping over his mouth to stop any spluttered objections. Grell tried to free himself, but that only made the demon further tighten his grasp. With an exasperated, muffled sigh, Grell went limp, and glanced in the direction Sebastian was looking. The hall seemed to be clear, but Sebastian had obviously sensed something. Grell then realized the position he was in, and decided he liked it.

After a moment of silence, Sebastian released a rather disappointed Grell, and gave the room they were in a cursory look. It appeared to be some kind of a lounge for the employees of the hospital. It would do for the night, since no one was likely to come in until the morning, and the two of them would be in disguise by then, and no one would become suspicious.

Grell leaned against the nearby wall, "So, how are we supposed to disguise ourselves? Even if your little demon device can mask our presence, wouldn't our looks tip off my co-workers or the humans?"

Sebastian gave the empty hall one final look, before turning to Grell with a faint smile, "I've found that the best disguise for myself at a hospital is that of a doctor. They know me here after all, from when I gathered information for the young master that led to our presence on the Campania." Sebastian looked Grell over, "You would likely be able to pass as a nurse and could be my assistant."

Grell smiled sharply at Sebastian in amusement, "Or we could be husband and wife, where I'm ever so worried for your well-being~."

Sebastian raised a brow, "I am perfectly healthy, and the humans would be able to tell that there was nothing wrong with me, among other things. Besides, as a doctor I would have greater freedom and access to the patients, and would arouse less suspicion." Sebastian could tell that Grell was still reluctant with the idea, and sighed, "You would be my female assistant."

Grell immediately grinned upon hearing this, and before the demon could stop him, Grell backed Sebastian into a nearby chair and slid onto his lap, straddling him and trapping the clearly displeased demon by placing his hands on either of Sebastian's shoulders and pressing down.

Sebastian had forgotten that despite appearances and some of the way Grell acted, that the reaper was quite strong when he felt like exerting himself and was not playing around.

Grell had a glint in his eyes as he leaned in close and whispered in one of the demon's ears, "So, if I'm going to be your assistant, does that mean we're going to be scandalous during our breaks without anyone catching us doing said immoral acts?"

Sebastian was definitely going to find some way to get back at Ciel for putting him through this.

-x

Inside the manor miles and miles away, Ciel sneezed, wondering vaguely why he had felt a faint chill, and decided that it was because Undertaker was taking great delight in terrifying the servants and mildly creeping out Ronald.

Ciel pushed away the feeling and tried to decide what to do about getting ready for bed without Sebastian around. He certainly wasn't about to ask Undertaker for help.

-x

Sebastian had lost his thoughts of potential fitting punishments for Ciel as Grell brought himself face to face with the demon, still smiling.

"My wounds are more or less healed from you removing the spell from earlier. We have the whole night to waste away."

Sebastian was appalled but not at all surprised with what Grell was making suggestions to, but while Sebastian may occasionally choose to engage in sexual acts, he wasn't particularly interested in making it a semi-regular thing to be doing such things with Grell. Sebastian brought his arms up slightly to grip Grell's wrists, knowing it would be a useless gesture to try and pull them away from his person if Grell were exerting his full strength and had leverage. "I seem to recall that reapers require sleep, unlike my kind, and you haven't seemed to have been doing any of that recently."

Grell pointedly ignored Sebastian, much more interested in the way Sebastian had his hands wrapped in a firm grip around his wrists, holding him in place with his hands against the demon's shoulders. Since Sebastian wasn't letting go, Grell decided to see if he could push the demon a bit more. Grell leaned forward and bit the side of Sebastian's neck lightly, and was pleased to hear an intake of breath from the demon. Grell smiled and put a bit more pressure on the bite, and that got an interesting result.

Grell twitched in surprise as one of Sebastian's hands released a wrist and slid up beneath his vest and shirt instead, trailing along his lower abdomen. Grell closed his eyes at the touch, both his bite and his hands loosening their hold on Sebastian. The moment Grell's grasp slackened, Sebastian made his move. Grell let out a surprised grasp as the black haired butler flipped them, so that the reaper was now the one pinned against the chair. Before Grell could retaliate, his cravat was swiftly removed from around his neck, and tied around his wrists to the chair. Grell moodily kicked at Sebastian, not pleased with the turn of events and the fact that his arms were behind his back now. It seemed as if Sebastian were trying to keep him out of the way for the night. That is, until Grell realized that Sebastian had removed his tailcoat and vest, and looked ever so fetching in that unbuttoned white dress shirt. The tease still had his pants on though.

Sebastian contemplated the obviously eager shinigami before him and decided that he wanted to have a little...fun...after all, if only to put it to the back of his mind that his young master had been a wicked, cunning brat today.

Grell wasn't pleased when Sebastian removed his glasses, but he was unprepared for Sebastian to straddle him in the chair, nor for the demon to start nipping and biting his way along his throat. Grell shivered in anticipation and tilted his head back to allow Sebastian to reach more easily, but hissed a little in pain as Sebastian bit down a little harder and whispered against the hollow of his throat, "I'd think you'd be better off with one of your own kind for this. I doubt I differ all that much from anyone you've been with in the past."

"What are you talking about...!" Grell stopped talking as Sebastian had wrapped a hand around his throat loosely and whispered in his nearest ear.

"Did you ever think about the possibility that I might find it quite convenient to kill you when we're engaged like this? You're distracted, and it isn't in your best interest to be so around me." Sebastian tightened his grasp, but was rather taken aback with Grell's response.

The red headed reaper offered a chilling smile out of the corner of his eye, the lightheartedness gone from his voice as it became serious and matter of fact, "The same could be said for you as well, Sebas-chan. After all, I could have tore out your throat had I felt the need to do so." Then, as quickly as it had come, Grell was cheerful once more and pouting just a bit, "You need to work on your dirty talk Sebastian. It's appalling to a lady such as myself."

Ignoring the fact that he had felt just the tiniest bit unnerved at the other's response and abrupt mood shift, Sebastian contemplated seeing if a crushed spine was enough to kill a reaper. He just as quickly decided that he didn't want the hassle of lugging a potentially dead body around. Especially not around his master. Hauling dead bodies around wasn't proper for a butler. Sebastian also had to admit that Grell was right about the fact that he could have torn out his throat with those sharp teeth of his, but didn't. Sebastian decided he didn't want to know why.

Grell tilted his head, a slightly off-kilter look back in his eyes despite the fact that he was smiling,"What are you thinking about, Sebastian?"

Sebastian did not like the knowing look in Grell's eyes, like the reaper could somehow tell that he had just contemplated first degree murder. The black haired demon also didn't like that Grell appeared to be turned on by the idea, in the way that his lips were curled in a pleased smile. Sebastian withheld a sigh. He really didn't want to think about anything right now, and certainly not the idea that Grell found the idea of engaging in a death struggle alluring. Best to just drive it from the reaper's mind and worry about any future confrontations later.

Grell was about to ask Sebastian to untie him, because he found the idea of playing with the demonic butler and trying to separate his head from his body via deathscythe preferable to sex at the moment. And that was when Sebastian seized him by his vest and dragged him into a kiss out of the blue, and slipped in tongue, completely ignoring the fact that the same razor sharp teeth had just left some rather nasty marks on his throat and collarbone.

Grell made some unintelligible moan, thoughts of bloodying Sebastian driven from his mind as the demon used the hand not holding onto the vest to begin the unbuttoning of said article, along with the shirt beneath it. Grell was taken aback, and was further shocked as Sebastian let go of his vest to pull the articles of clothing over his shoulders, and out of the way, leaving behind exposed skin and a suddenly very turned on shinigami. The shocked state was mainly due to the fact that Sebastian had accomplished the semi-removal of the clothes while keeping the kiss going and not allowing Grell to draw any breath for any potential protests.

Sebastian avoided eye contact as he broke the kiss, faintly amused that it had left Grell leaning back in the chair heavily and panting for air. With a hum of indifference, Sebastian tilted Grell's head back with one hand, where he proceeded to leave a trail of rough bites along Grell's throat and collarbone, drawing forth a thin whine of not quite protest.

"Were you thinking about killing me with your deathscythe?" Sebastian murmured as he trailed his hands down along Grell's sides, his tongue wending its way down past Grell's collarbone, where he brought his hands back up to rest against either side of the red headed reaper's chest, long fingers dancing around more sensitive areas, and causing Grell's response to his question to be an irritated groan.

Grell managed to catch his breath, and grumbled something as he managed to tilt his head to glare down at the top of the demon's head and what he was doing, "You know, I think I'd enjoy what you're doing more... if I actually had breasts." Fingers were replaced by a tongue, and Grell stifled a cry, gritting out between clenched teeth, "I suppose...there's some enjoyment...to be had..."

Sebastian stopped what he was doing and raised his head level with Grell, who blinked at the abrupt halt of the ministrations.

Grell leaned further back at the look in Sebastian's eyes, and winced a little as Sebastian slid off of his lap, still staying low enough to retain eye contact.

Seeing that he had Grell's attention, Sebastian spoke coolly, "I don't think you should be complaining, considering I'm even bothering to do anything with you again."

Grell stared at the demon, before being the first to break eye contact, and remaining oddly silent, and therefore missing the look that passed across Sebastian's face. Grell did notice when Sebastian tilted his head up at a painful angle for another rough kiss, and being disoriented after being released from the kiss, Grell didn't realize that the black-haired demon had dropped to the ground before him, and was pushing his knees apart. Grell flushed a little, opening his mouth to protest what he thought Sebastian was about to do, when a glare from the demon stopped him. Grell bit his lip at the deft removal of his pants, and stared up at the ceiling. He really didn't like to be reminded of being so obviously male, but he didn't mind the...sensations.

Grell bit his lip again and clenched his bound hands into fists, and managed to not give Sebastian the satisfaction of hearing him scream.

Sebastian was amused, and contented himself by pinning Grell against the chair and sliding onto his lap once more, amused at Grell twitching at his touch. Sebastian fixed his eyes on Grell's, and spoke bemusedly, "Are you changing your mind about wanting to be...intimate with a demon?" Sebastian supposed he should have been concerned when Grell gave him a positively wicked smile, baring his pointed teeth as he responded.

"Why would I? I'm finding it quite interesting. And you should really find handcuffs the next time, Sebastian." Grell dangled his striped cravat from one hand smugly, before he tossed it carelessly to one side and lunged forward. Grell managed to successfully knock Sebastian over onto the ground, where the red headed reaper pressed himself close and trailed a finger along the bare skin beneath the demon's unbuttoned shirt.

Sebastian's eyes gleamed in the darkness of the room, and two near identical expressions challenged one another. Sebastian decided he wasn't quite as bored anymore when Grell sank his teeth into the side of his throat again, and the demonic butler stopped a questing hand at his belt.

Another glance was exchanged between the pair, before the remaining clothes went flying, neither really caring for the moment about grudges or what they were going to eventually do about one another in the future.

-x

Sebastian, not needing any sleep, carried the now slumbering shinigami around the room in search of disguises. Sebastian silently contemplated how best to get Grell to comply with changing his appearance to that of the butler disguise he had used while working with Madam Red without too much protest. It would allow them to keep a low profile, as it would keep any of Grell's co-workers from recognizing him from a distance.

-x

Grell woke with a start, and blushed a little when he realized that his head was resting on Sebastian's lap, and that the demon had been staring down at him silently. Grell fidgeted self-consciously as he accepted his glasses from the silent demon, and once he put them on, he spoke up, "Have you been staring at me all night?" His previous desire to attack Sebastian had been somewhat sated, as an unfortunate side effect of Sebastian being so skilled in bed. Or in this past instance, the floor. Grell hadn't realized just how limber the demon really was. It had made for an interesting night.

"Yes, for most of it. I had nothing better to do, and I couldn't exactly go anywhere far if I wanted you to remain asleep."

"Does that mean you were worried about me?" Grell asked coyly, more at ease while teasing the demon.

Sebastian evaded the question, "I'm more concerned with my young master being by himself with Undertaker."

Grell was prevented from protesting by having a pile of clothing dropped on to him, and was disappointed when he realized that Sebastian was already dressed as a doctor, complete with glasses. The, the red head began to grin, "Are you going to help me change?" Grell let out a scandalized grunt as Sebastian toppled him of off his lap.

"You're perfectly capable of dressing yourself."

Grell blushed faintly when he realized that he was naked, and that Sebastian seemed quite content to watch him as he got dressed. Grell wasn't sure what to think of that, and instead focused on fussing with the clothes.

"I was wondering if you could change your appearance to that of the butler guise you used while with Madam Red?"

"I'll change my teeth and eyes, but not my hair. It's too much trouble." Grell responded, as he reached up and began to tie the hair back into a long braid down his back.

Sebastian eyed the hair still loose, "I think it would be obvious who you are if a reaper were to see you."

Grell snatched a nurse's hat from a nearby table and tucked his bangs beneath the hat, removing his glasses and pocketing them. Grell turned to Sebastian with a smile devoid of the usual sharp teeth, "You'll have to lead me around. I can't see as well without my glasses. Remember?"

Sebastian decided not to argue, as he supposed that Grell's glasses would be easily recognizable. In any case, with Grell relying on him to guide him around to avoid bumping into anyone or anything, it would make it a little easier to whisper and consult about the potential presence of any devices like the dissimulo vis in the demonic butler's pocket. "Tell me when you sense any other reapers. I'll focus on any demonic presences."

Nodding his agreement, Grell moved in close next to Sebastian as they left the room before any of the other doctors or nurses came in for the day.

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I'm going to try and update this story at least once a month, and perhaps twice if I have the time between job searches and other errands.

The make out scene kind of ran away from me a bit. It was actually supposed to be shorter. The only thing I had written in the rough draft for that was 'put make out scene here' after they had entered the room. I don't know whether to be horrified or pleased with what my mind came up with for it as I typed it up. I think I was thinking a bit more of the manga version of Grell this time around.