AN: Thanks so much for the reviews and favorites you guys! I'm glad that you're all enjoying the story so much! It's odd to think about, but when I originally jotted down the story line during the planning of this all, I predicted writing ten chapters or so. And here we sit at chapter six! So exciting! Also, I would like to apologize that this took me a bit longer than usual to get out. Friends and work kept my attention throughout the weekend, making it hard to write as I usually do. Thanks so much for bearing with me so well!
Warnings for this chapter: Graphic sex between two males and swearing.
Chapter Six: Careful
William looked up at Ronald, who had taken to sitting himself upon William's desk after Grell left, much to his displeasure. He was sure that when the younger man got up, the paperwork he had nearly completed would be a disheveled mess.
The blond wore a teasing smile on his face as he reached out to snag William's tie and pulled him forward, pressing their lips together. William's lips tingled at the sensation as his lover's wet tongue probed at his lips, and he was quick to grant it access. Ronald's tongue explored his mouth, and William did his best to return the favor.
The younger reaper was first to break the kiss, panting lightly and making William feel proud that he had taken the boy's breath away. Ronald was the first person he had been intimate with since he had became a reaper, and the sensations that wracked his body always felt amplified because of that fact. The touch of a lover was not something William was used to by any means. Hell, William generally preferred not to be touched by others at all, save for the young blond reaper. But he still took pride in knowing that he always left Ronald satisfied and wanting more.
William felt slender fingers tangle in his hair, causing his orderly hair to fall into his eyes. As Ronald's lips met his for another wet kiss, William took hold of his hips, pulling the blond off the desk and onto his lap. Ronald now straddled his boss, grinding his hips against the other's own and creating a heavenly friction.
William broke the kiss first, letting his lips trail down the other's chin, tracing it with soft nibbles. Then, he dropped down further, bringing his mouth to Ronald's neck, sucking and earning a gasp from the blond. The fingers in his hair tugged slightly as a soft groan made its way from Ronald's throat, the sound tempting William to taking the younger on his desk.
Such a misuse of office furniture would be shameful, though, so he did his best to resist the urge.
Reluctantly pulling away from Ronald's neck, William tried to slow his racing heart and catch his breath. Against his stomach he could feel a hardened bulge, proof that the blond had enjoyed the small make out session with his boss. As the blond shifted in William's lap, the dark haired reaper grasped his hips and ground into the body above him, making sure that Ronald could feel his own arousal as well.
"Hmm, Sempai, you're so hard." Ronald whispered in a husky voice, his fingers trailing down William's chest and stomach to play with the button of his pants. "Can I help you with that?"
William nodded, and immediately his pants loosened as Ronald unbuttoned and unzipped them. The older felt his underwear pulled down, followed by a soft but firm hand on his member. The hand curled around him, and William couldn't help but thrust forward into the heavenly feeling. Regaining his almost forgotten control, he spoke.
"I refuse to untidy my desk over such matters, you know," he growled, lowering his hands to Ronald's firm bottom and squeezing. The younger man moaned, then gasped as William adjusted himself to stand, carrying the blond with him away from the desk. The older stood in the middle of the large office now, Ronald's legs hooked behind his back, and his rock hard erection throbbing mercilessly.
William suddenly made to set the man down, surprising Ronald as he allowed his legs to drop down to the floor once again. The younger reaper looked up at his dark haired lover, lust heavy in his gaze.
"Remove those tiresome pants from your person, and then get onto your hands and knees." William said roughly, his eyes filled with want and lust. "I've told you before that such matters are better dealt with in a private area, not my office."
"But Sempai," Ronald moaned as he slowly began to unbutton and unzipping his pants. "You look so sexy, I just can't resist. If you didn't punish me so well, I'd stop acting out." The blond spoke with a whine, pouting slightly.
Tired of that chatter and slow pace, William stepped forward towards the blond again, yanking down his pants and underwear. Ronald's erection bobbed heavily as it was freed from its prison. The blond grinned cheekily, and he couldn't help but feel a slight sting of irritation that his order were not being taken seriously. Reaching around the younger man, William slapped him on his bottom. A loud crack followed by a startled moan filling the room, and the raven haired reaper shuttered a bit at the sensual sound.
The younger man stared up at his lover in shock, earning him another spank. Ronald pressed forward, grinded against William, his face flushed with lust and embarrassment.
"I told you to get onto your hands and knees, did I not?" William asked, pushing the blond backwards as he cocked his eyebrow.
Ronald immediately dropped down to his hands and knees, spreading his knees and arching his back in a seductive position. He gave a lust fueled smirk as he turned his gaze back up to his lover behind him.
"This better, Sempai?" Ronald asked as he teasingly glanced over his shoulder.
William gave a small groan, allowing himself to drop to his knees behind Ronald. The older took a hold of Ronald's firm cheeks, spreading them and revealing the man's puckered hole. Ignoring the blond's surprised gasp, William leaned forward and allowed his wet tongue to lap at the opening, wetting it, before thrusting his tongue inside.
"Holy shit, Sempai!" Ronald gasped and groaned, thrusting backwards as the tongue speared him, riding the slick muscle.
William's member throbbed painfully at the panting gasps that escaped Ronald's mouth. Pulling back earned him a small protest, but William ignored it. Standing again, he placed himself at the younger's entrance.
"I'll not be preparing you this time, Ronald. Perhaps next time you'll do as I say."
With that, William pressed forward into the tight muscular ring. Ronald cried out in pain, and the boss stopped halfway inside him, allowing the younger man to adjust to the intrusion. After a moment, William pressed onward until he was completely seated inside Ronald.
His member was firmly encased inside the blond's hot and tight passage, and as far as the ravenette was concerned, it was his own personal heaven. Pained gasps still escaped his partner, and William did his best to fight against his instincts and remain in control. The unprepared intrusion was sure to have hurt the smaller man, and William had no wish to permanently damage his lover.
A moment later, the older felt Ronald shift back against him, grinding slightly on his encased member. Pleased that the blond man was decently adjusted to his size, William pulled back and out of the other, before thrusting forward into the enveloping heat yet again. A moan escaped him at the feeling as he began a slow, strong pace.
Dropping his hips down slightly, William thrust forward, striking the other's prostate and earning a loud gasp.
"Ohhh! Again... please Will!" Ronald cried out, forgetting his teasing nickname for his lover as pleasure flooded his veins.
William slammed against Ronald over and over, their pace building up as their pleasure swelled. The younger rocked forward from the strong thrusts he received, crying out again and again as his prostate was assaulted. Every thrust seemed to bring William closer and closer to completion. However the older man not being one to lose himself before his lover. William reached underneath the smaller man and grasped him in a firm hold, stroking his erect member.
"Will! Oh, more! Harder! I'm so close~!" Ronald moaned in ecstasy, meeting the older each time with his hips.
A few more well-placed thrusts were enough to send Ronald over the edge, the younger man crying out William's name as he flooded the older man's hand with his release. William followed after his lover, Ronald's tight passage massaging his member and bringing him into total ecstasy.
Ronald collapsed underneath William as his lover's weight landed on his back, throwing the younger off balance. The ravenette quickly pulled out of the blond and rolled off of him and onto the floor.
William almost felt ashamed of himself, smelling of sex and his clothing disheveled. He reached down to tuck himself back into his pants, which had miraculously managed to stay up during their round of sex. As soon as that was taken care of, William fixed his shirt before glancing over at Ronald. The blond was also working on making himself presentable, a flush on his cheeks and a soft smile on his lips.
William picked himself up off of the floor, feeling a bit tired as the after effects of their encounter began to wash over him. Ronald, fully clothed and standing, walked over to him and touched their lips together softly and intimately. William immediately responded to the soft kiss, his heart fluttering in his chest.
Ronald pulled away a moment later with a tired grin plastered to his face, and William had never felt happier.
"So, what exactly are we supposed to be looking for again?" Grell whined, looking over the papers that he and Ronald had received from William the day before.
Though the papers stated the issue at hand, they seemed to leave out any information that could have linked the deaths of those involved. Grell groaned. This would surely mean researching those wrongfully killed, which could take days.
"I'm not sure," Ronald muttered, "William-sempai was really vague about giving details. I'm not even sure if he knows or not. All he said was that the most probable cause for the deaths was the involvement of a demon."
"Assuming that this is an issue with a demon, it'd probably be best to listen to the gossip around town. People are greedy, wealth and power are what they seek out most often if they contract with a demon. If someone has gained either, I'm sure there will be people talking about it." Grell reasoned.
The pair nodded to themselves from where they stood in the back alleyway. People passed by on the street nearby, chatting and laughing happily. They rarely seemed to take notice of the pair of reapers as they passed the alley by.
"We should disguise ourselves," Ronald said as he eyes the passersby, "We both stand out a bit too much to eavesdrop effectively. We'll split up and meet back here at sunset."
Grell winced at the thought, remembering the last time he had disguised himself. How he hated that mousey look he had taken on during his time as Madam Red's butler. Thankfully, Madam Red had been a socialite, and those who knew her also knew him. His old disguise wouldn't be safe.
Grell watched silently as Ronald's hair began to fade into light brown, his eyes darkening into a dull muddy color. The younger man reached up and smoothed his hair back. The new look left Ronald looking a bit older and more sophisticated, and much more boring in Grell's opinion.
Grell sighed for a moment, deciding on a look. Concentrating, Grell focused on his new disguise. His bright red hair transformed into a rich golden color, and his acid green eyes slowly turned into a light blue. Blue eyes brought back memories, bad memories from when Grell had been alive. But they also fit the look, so Grell quickly shrugged off the uncomfortable thoughts. Grell reached into a pocket, finding a bright red hair tie. Pulling his hair back, Grell made a high ponytail, making himself look even more feminine.
Grell couldn't wait to hear how the town's people would make fools of themselves, unsure if he was male or female. At least it made the thought of work bearable.
"Ready?" Ronald asked with a smile, not waiting for a response as he moved towards the street.
Grell watched as Ronald merged onto the busy street, the majority of passerby's taking no notice of the reaper. Grell waited in silence. People would take less notice of them if he waited a few minutes before heading out on the streets.
Grell stood in silence, listening to the conversations of the passerby's as he leaned up against the wall of the alley way. Children laughed and played as they walked by with their mothers, a group of young women giggled and chatted over which noblemen were single, and a pair of gentlemen discussed a business proposition as they passed by.
'Nothing useful.' Grell thought to himself in distaste.
Reluctantly, Grell pulled away from the wall, heading towards the street. The sooner the information retrieval part of the mission was completed, the better.
The setting sun lit the sky up in a bitter orange, and Grell couldn't help but take a moment to admire the darkening sky. Unfortunately, the setting sun didn't do much to lighten his mood. The undercover search for information had held no success, not that he had expected things to be so simple. Grell had not overheard anything relevant to the current case, and he silently hoped that Ronald had more success during his eavesdropping.
Maneuvering his way through the darkening alley ways, Grell kept a sharp eye out. Reapers often traveled in the dangerous alleys because it was the easiest way to get around the city without detection. It would make sense for a demon to do the same.
As Grell walked forward, he passed a prostitute propositioning a pair of gentlemen, offering her services for a price. A bitter feeling enshrouded him as he remembered murdering many young women like her. He shrugged off the feeling though. He needed to find Ronald and see what the younger reaper had discovered during his outing.
A few minutes later, Grell had finally arrived at their meeting spot. Ronald was already waiting for him in the alley, his disguise fully intact. The young man sat on the ground, back up against the wall for support. Ronald's head had turned to watch Grell as he had turned the corner to enter the alley.
"Grell-sempai," Ronald called out, a whiny tone in his voice, "My feet hurt…" He whimpered, wiggling his feet for emphasis.
Grell couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Stop your whining, brat. I walked around just as long as you did, and in higher heels no less!" Grell snapped as he walked up to his fellow reaper, the clacking of his heels sounding on the gravel beneath him.
Ronald got to his feet, wincing as he did. He chuckled lightly under his breath before replying.
"But you choose to wear those cause you're really short, Grell-sempai! You're what, five foot six or so without those heels on? I'd guess they give you a good three or four inches, and even with them you're barely as tall as me." The blond reasoned, giving a teasing smile as Grell rolled his eyes.
"That's not the point!" Grell snapped, glaring heatedly at Ronald. "My point is that if a maiden such as myself can wear heels like these, a younger man such as yourself can certainly bear with wearing around shoes with almost no heel at all!"
Ronald snickered, and Grell fought the urge to take off his high heeled shoe and beat the fellow reaper with it. He had always been oddly embarrassed by his height, though he didn't understand why. He was taller than most women, but shorter than most men. Caught in-between, just as he was with his gender. It frustrated him to no end.
"Well it's not like I want my feet to hurt, Grell-sempai." Ronald muttered, rolling his eyes. "Did you find out anything?" Ronald asked, twisting around his torso until a soft cracking sound was heard as the boy stretched his back.
"Not much. It's odd. The only thing I've really been able to figure out was that the people who died held no major position in society. They were not rich or successful, they had no enemies, and most didn't have any friends or family. There was nothing to gain for anyone by causing their deaths." Grell revealed, staring past Ronald and towards the street.
The street was much less crowded now that the night sky had taken over. Those who were out seemed to be heading down to the main part of the town, where pubs would keep them until the early hours of the morning.
"I got the same vibe. I didn't hear much about them other than the usual, 'It's so scary! A killer! Ah!' kinda stuff. Really boring." Ronald stated, nodding his head slightly as he spoke.
Grell turned his attention back to Ronald.
"I think that if this is a demon, it's gotta be a rogue one. There doesn't seem to be any contract being fulfilled. We'll probably have to do another stakeout tomorrow to rule it out though. Oh, could you imagine the thought of a demon sneaking around in the darkness, pouncing upon unsuspecting victims during the night ~? It sounds like a lovely ghost story, don't you think Ronald~?" Grell cried out happily.
"It sounds like we'll have to move fast to get this problem out of the way. If human's keep dying before their date of death, it'll cause a lot of problems. Upper management will probably get involved. I guess that's why William-sempai wanted the report in a week." The young reaper reasoned, a tired look on his face.
"Well," Grell said happily, "We'll have to be sure to kill this demon as soon as possible!"
With that, Grell turned towards the wall nearby, creating a portal. Entering it, the red head found himself back at the dispatch center, Ronald following closely behind him. The pair chatted quietly as they made their way over to the death scythe retrieval counter, readily turning in their scythes so that they could leave for the night.
"William-sempai told me before I left earlier that he wanted to hear any information that we gathered today. I guess we should go give him a quick report before we leave." Ronald told Grell, snickering as the red headed reaper rolled his eyes.
"But I thought Will wanted a report in a week! Don't tell me he's going to expect us to do a report daily!" Grell cried out in outrage.
Ronald snickered again, amused by his coworkers annoyance.
"You know that he's a control freak, Grell-sempai. And he's probably going to want us to report to him daily, yes. But at least we don't have to do a full written report until the end of the investigation, right?" The blond reasoned, giving a huge fake smile and causing the other reaper to crack a small smile as well.
"Just don't mention it to him," Grell giggled as they approached William's office, "He'd probably make us do both!"
The night sky was filled with stars, and the silver moon illuminated the rooftop Grell rested on eerily. Grell allowed one leg to swing freely off the side of the building, his other leg drawn up at his side. A chilled wind cut through the night, making a shiver crawl down the reaper's back.
He didn't want to go home. Nothing waited for him there. He would eat a quiet dinner alone, fuss with his hair for a bit, bathe, and then go to bed. The thought depressed him, and he decided to avoid that sad feeling for as long as possible.
His mind was full of the case anyways. This possible demon could be interesting. He did not contract souls, which could mean one of two things. Either he was a weak demon with nothing to offer his master, or he was so strong that he felt comfortable simply attacking the unsuspecting, even with the threat of reapers seeking him out.
Grell was certain that it was the latter in this case. The demon was intelligent, taking the time to study the prey around it, finding the unimportant humans in the world and killing them. The case notes had also been marked to say that the deaths of all humans involved had been very violent and messy. The demon was most likely strong.
With any luck, the demon would be handsome as well, and put up a good fight until Grell painted him in blood red.
The thought of a passionate fight driven by blood lust led way to other passionate thoughts. Grell's mind traveled back to the Undertaker, his current love interest. A giddy feeling flooded Grell's chest. Undertaker had been so flirty when he had last visited. The thought of the older man possibly accepting his advances again set Grell's blood on fire.
He would have to be bolder next time he saw the ex-reaper. He couldn't help but want to push the boundaries now, and see how much the fugitive was willing to give. A part of him couldn't help but worry that the Undertaker would be like the other men he had loved. He would be a source of entertainment for a while, and then cast aside.
But the Undertaker was very different from anyone else he had ever met. Grell giggled to himself as he remembered the Undertaker lifting him out of the coffin he had been in. How charming and kind the Undertaker had been.
Grell smiled to himself. The older man really was a catch. Handsome, charming and strong. And unfortunately, forbidden to him, not that something like that had ever stopped him before. He felt happy when he was with the silver haired reaper, and he knew that he would continue to visit, willing to pay the consequences if necessary.
Grell smiled to himself as a thought crossed his mind. How convenient it was that his love interest was also involved in illegal activities? The Undertaker could very well have details regarding the case, important details that could make or break the case.
A visit was in order! There was absolutely no way around it!
With any luck, the fugitive reaper would have some helpful information. At the very least he got to visit the odd, handsome man. Grell smiled to himself. Here he was, justifying reasons to visit his love interest in his mind. But he had forgotten an important factor. He had an open invitation to visit the Undertaker whenever he liked. He didn't need a reason, he was wanted.
Grell grinned like a fool, but he didn't care. Standing on the edge of the building, he looked up towards the twinkling stars above him, shinning like diamonds on a navy blue velvet cloth.
'This time, perhaps I'll get a kiss?' Grell wondered to himself, squealing at the thought.
With a whimsical laugh, the red headed reaper took a step off the edge of the tall building, allowing himself to plummet downward towards the ground. He landed on his feet easily, and began walking towards the Undertaker's shop.
AN: This chapter was so hard to write! Sadly, it's because I found it difficult to make the lemon so short! It was so hard~! I can't wait until I get to the Undertaker/Grell lemon so I can go into more detail and make it an entire chapter long XD Anywho, the next two chapters are what a lot of you have been waiting for~! Both chapters will be happily dedicated to the Undertaker and Grell, I'm so excited! Anyways, shoot me a review? Nothing makes better motivation for a writer after all :D