Hello readers, hope you are enjoying the story, here's the sixth chapter.
WARNING: Descriptive smex scene ahead! Read at your own risk!
The morning light started to shine through the thick maroon curtains. Grell groaned and rolled over in the sheets. Sebastian opened his eyes and looked over at Grell. Grell looked rather cute when he slept. Sebastian himself hadn't slept but being able to rest was always welcome, especially beside his beautiful red reaper.
Grell snuggled into Sebastian's arm, moaning in his sleep. Sebastian chuckled softly and kissed the top of Grell's head. He hoped Grell would heal soon. It would be even nicer to enjoy the morning after a more eventful evening. Grell's eyes opened and he looked up at Sebastian, smiling.
"Good morning, Grell," Sebastian said, wrapping his arm around Grell's waist. Grell turned to fully face the demon above him. "Good morning, love."
Sebastian kissed his forehead.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, running his fingers through Grell's hair.
"Of course, you were with me." Grell giggled. Sebastian chuckled.
"Good. Then I shall have to stay with you every night," he replied. Grell blushed. "It's a deal."
Sebastian kissed Grell sweetly.
"Are you hungry? I don't know whether reapers eat or not," Sebastian said. Truth be told, there was much he didn't know about reapers.
"If you feel like making something. I don't really need food." Grell reached around trying to find his glasses.
Sebastian smiled.
"Well, I feel like spoiling you," Sebastian said, sitting up. "Any requests or shall I surprise you?"
"I always love your surprises, Bassy. Have you seen my glasses? I thought I left them right next to me." Grell squinted his eyes, trying to correct his poor vision.
Sebastian got up and picked the glasses up off the bedside table. He turned and placed them on Grell.
"There," he grinned. Grell smiled. "Thank you, Bassy." Grell had sat up but had his hands rested between his legs as he looked up at Sebastian. Sebastian kissed his cheek.
"You're welcome," he replied. Sebastian found his trouser and pulled them on, followed by his shoes and socks. He buttoned his shirt and gave Grell a little smile.
"I'll return in a moment with breakfast," Sebastian said, and left the room.
Grell smiled. "I'll be waiting."
Sebastian headed to the kitchen and gathered the necessary ingredients. Despite not eating human food, preparing human food was rather enjoyable.
MayRin, Finni and Bard watched from the doorway behind Sebastian, eyes wide with wonder.
"What are you three doing?" Sebastian asked without turning around. He prepared the eggs and the dough for the pastries.
MayRin decided to be bold and stepped out. "Do you need any help, Sebastian?"
Sebastian glanced over his shoulder.
"If you can get the fine china without breaking it, then that would be appreciated," Sebastian replied.
"Can I help? I am the chef after all," Bard piped up.
"I will give you one chance. If something blows up…" Sebastian let the threat hang.
"Got it," Bard said.
"Then please get the bacon cooking."
MayRin hurried out of the kitchen to get the china. Finni stepped up. "What can I do, sir?"
"Get a sample of the different flowers from the garden and put them in a small vase," Sebastian ordered. MayRin returned with the china and gave it to Sebastian proudly. "Here you go, Sebastian, not one chip in it."
He plated the eggs and a Tarte au Citron filled with the freshest fruit. Bard had, surprisingly, not blown up the bacon and Sebastian plated that as well. Sebastian finished with Earl Grey tea. Finni was back in a few minutes with a rose, lily, carnation and a lilac. "How's this, Sebastian?"
"Well done," Sebastian replied, taking the vase. He placed that along with the food on a tray. He didn't praise the servants often, but he was in a good mood and they hadn't destroyed anything – yet.
"All of you did well, thank you," Sebastian said. He picked up the tray and left the kitchen.
"You think he got lucky?" Bard asked with a grin. MayRin slapped Bard's arm scoldingly. "Baldroy!"
Sebastian arrived back at the bedroom and stepped inside.
"Grell," he greeted with a smile. Sebastian placed the tray over Grell's lap and listed off what he had made. Grell smiled at Sebastian, barely paying attention to the food. "When you say spoil, you really mean spoil."
Sebastian gave a little bow.
"Of course. You deserve the best," he replied.
Grell smiled as he nibbled on a strip of bacon. "Is that why you are being so nice to me?"
Sebastian blinked.
"Yes. You are special to me, so I will treat you that way," he said with a charming smile. Grell blushed as he continued to eat. "And you are special to me, love."
Sebastian sat at the end of the bed.
"Is there anything you would like to do today?" he asked.
"As long as I can be with you, I don't care one bit."
Sebastian smiled and was about to reply when he realized something. He had never devoured Ciel's soul. Sebastian had been so enamored with Grell and prioritizing his safety that he had forgotten. That had never happened before. Grell noticed something wrong. "You alright, love?"
"Yes…I just realized that I have yet to eat Ciel's soul. Usually souls are first and foremost on my mind. I believe I left his record at Undertaker's shop," Sebastian said. He was shocked with himself.
Grell blinked in surprise. "Well go get it, darling, you deserve it."
"I will. It shouldn't take long," Sebastian replied. He gave Grell a kiss and hurried out. Grell smiled and finished eating then slid out of bed and got dressed. "Might as well get out till he comes back."
Sebastian sprinted into London and hopped along the roofs until he came to Undertaker's shop. He jumped down and entered. He hoped he could just find the records and go.
"Not going to say hello, Master Butler? Hehehehe," cackled the Undertaker as he wandered out from the back room.
"I merely returned to retrieve Ciel's records. I left them here by mistake," Sebastian explained.
"Oh? How careless, ehehe," Undertaker giggled, "Feel free to look for them, then."
Grell slipped out of bed and got dressed in his usual attire, brushed his hair and left the room. He tried to remember which way it was to the gardens from when he posed as Angelina's butler.
Sebastian looked through every coffin and eventually found the records.
"Soooo, is Miss Sutcliff happy?" Undertaker asked. Sebastian glanced over at the silver reaper.
"To my knowledge, yes," Sebastian replied.
"Good, good. If she were to become upset in anyway, well, I'd have to pay a visit," Undertaker said. Sebastian's eyes narrowed at the thinly veiled threat.
"There will be no need for that."
"Excellent, ehehe."
Sebastian stormed out of the shop and began to head back to the manor. He would eat there.
Grell had found his way to the gardens, somehow, and was currently admiring the roses. Finny had been watching the birds when he spotted the mysterious lady, Grell. He grinned. This was his chance. Finny ran over, waving.
"Hello, Miss!" he exclaimed cheerily. Grell looked up and waved smiling.
"How has your stay been? Did you have fun last night?" Finny babbled excitedly. Grell blushed at the question.
"Haha, yes I did have fun dancing last night." He smiled at the clueless kid.
"I'm glad!" Finny beamed. He had to try to figure out if this was Madam Red's butler. It was a mission. Finny tilted his head to the side and asked, "So how long have you known Mr. Sebastian?"
Grell smiled, "A while."
"How did you meet? It must have been interesting," Finny pushed, smiling innocently all the while.
Grell giggled. "We met when I was buttle-ing for a woman who knew the little Earl." Grell's eyes widened slightly, afraid he had let something slip, but decided not to think too much into it. The kid was too clueless and harmless to guess it. Finny was surprised. MeyRin had been right!
"Wow, that's amazing!" Finny gushed. It would be bad if he messed up now. Grell giggled.
"Yep. So are you here to garden or just interrogate me?" Grell poked Finni's forehead playfully, his grin exposing his sharp teeth. Finny's eyes widened when he saw Grell's teeth. He didn't want to be rude, but those were scary.
"U-um, I just wanted to talk to you," Finny replied nervously. Grell chuckled.
"You're a cute kid, Finnian." Grell ruffled his blonde hair and went back to walking around the garden. Finny smiled.
"Bye!" he called after Grell. Finny then turned and ran inside to find MeyRin and Bard.
Sebastian arrived back at the manor and secluded himself in the library. Even though devouring Ciel's soul would be quick, he didn't want to take any chances of interruptions. No-one usually used the library here. He opened the book and began once more to eat his fill.
MayRin and Bard were in the kitchen wondering if Finny was able to get any information. Finny burst into the kitchen and was relieved to see them both.
"It's true! Grell was Madam Red's butler!" Finny exclaimed. MayRin's face about exploded when she realized she had helped a man undress.
"Whoa…wait that mean Sebastian was kissin' a bloke!" Bard pointed out.
"That's not all. He had some really scary teeth," Finny added. "You noticed them too?"
MeyRin's blush had not faded. "I saw 'em when I helped her-him last night, yes I did!"
Finny nodded.
"They were so sharp!" he replied.
"Hey, is no-one else wondering why Sebastian was with a man?" Bard asked. MeyRin held a rag to her nose as she nodded.
"I mean…I don't have a problem with it but the Young Master might," explained Bard awkwardly.
"What if Young Master finds out?" Finny questioned. "That would be bad, yes it would! Wait- has anyone seen the Young Master since Sebastian showed up?" MeyRin's brow furrowed. Finny shook his head.
"No. That's really odd," he said.
"Yeah. This is all really strange…"Bard agreed.
"Should we ask Sebastian what happened since he and the Young Master left?"
"What if he gets angry with us for asking?" Finny asked. Bard nodded.
"He did say the Young Master is allowing him to stay here. Maybe he's busy," he suggested.
"But it's not like Sebastian to leave the Master alone. He's like his shadow, yes he is." MeyRin started to feel worried.
"True," Finny conceded.
"Awright, fine," agreed Bard.
At that moment, Grell walked into the kitchen, humming and arms full of the garden's flowers. He started to place the flowers in vases, pots, and on the counters; a stupid-in-love grin on his face.
"Maybe we should ask 'im. He's been with Sebastian non-stop, yes he has." MayRin whispered to Bard.
"Fine, I'll do it," Bard sighed. He strode over to Grell and cleared his throat a little to get his attention.
"Uh, 'xcuse me, but, you've been spendin' time with Sebastian. We were just wonderin' if you knew where the Young Master is? Maybe?" Bard asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
Grell stopped humming and looked at the cook surprised. "Huh? Oh, you should ask Sebastian. It's not my place to say." Grell gave Bard a daisy, then slid a daisy into Finny's hair and one into MayRin's hair, smiling. Bard looked down at the daisy then back at Grell.
"Yeah, thanks. I'll do that," he said and walked back over to MeyRin.
The doors to the kitchen opened again and Sebastian strode in. His eyes were bright and he couldn't keep the grin off his face.
"Grell, I was wondering where you were," he said. Sebastian picked Grell up and spun him, not even caring about the servants.
Grell squealed as he was picked up. "Just in the garden, darling. I'm going to assume you got what you wanted?"
Sebastian chuckled and set Grell down.
"Indeed I did," he replied. Sebastian leaned close and whispered in Grell's ear, "But now I want something else."
Grell bit at his bottom lip blushing. He looked back to the servants and stifled a laugh at their dropped mouths and MayRin's heavy blush. Sebastian finally acknowledged the servants.
"You three should be getting to work," he told them, his tone had gone cold.
"R-right. Uh, we just wanted to know…where is the Young Master?" Bard asked, looking away in embarrassment. Grell's smile faded as he looked up at Sebastian. Would he tell them the truth?
"The Young Master is busy with orders from the Queen. It is not something I can help him with. That is all you need to know," Sebastian answered.
"O-oh. Okay," Bard said.
"Grell, shall we go elsewhere?" Sebastian asked, turning to Grell once more.
Grell nodded. After the servants were out of earshot, Grell whispered to Sebastian. "Why are you hiding the truth from them? Don't they deserve to know?" He felt a little bad about hiding something so important from them.
Sebastian sighed.
"It's not a simple matter, Grell. If we explained that Ciel is dead, they would want to know how. If I told them I killed him and why, they would tell other humans what I am and what you are. It leads to problems," Sebastian explained. Humans were predictable creatures. As soon as they learned of something that frightened them they would tell others, and eventually cause all sorts of chaos. While he himself didn't mind chaos, other demons certainly wouldn't appreciate how difficult it would be to find a meal.
"Oh. But who says you had to say you killed him?" Grell looked down at the flowers in his arms, focusing on the different colours.
"You suggested I tell the truth. I could lie about certain details, but they would wonder about why there wasn't a funeral. If I tell them there was, they would ask why they weren't invited," Sebastian replied. "I suppose I could threaten to kill them if they exposed our true selves if I were to tell them. However, they would certainly not respect me for having killed Ciel. They were fond of him after all."
"Who could be fond of that brat?!" Grell growled and crushed the flower he had been holding. He looked down and his temper cooled, embarrassed he had let it go that far. "They are sweet, for humans that is. How did they not realize how mean he was?"
Sebastian took Grell's hand in his, hoping to soothe him.
"Each of them were in rather difficult situations. Despite them not having any housework skills, they are useful in protecting the manor from human adversaries," Sebastian explained. "They are grateful to him for hiring them. Grell sighs.
"Humans confuse me, sometimes. So feeble and clueless. Especially the kid, he wanted to know how we met." Grell giggled. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
"He did?" he asked. Grell nodded and twirled a rose in his hand.
"Yep. He was cute."
"Hmm. Maybe, but not nearly as cute as you, Grell," Sebastian smirked. He was tired of the conversation. Sebastian wrapped his arm around Grell's waist and kissed his cheek. Grell blushed but pushed him back. "Would you be mad at me if I had told him the truth?"
"Told him the truth?" Sebastian asked with a frown. "How much of it?"
"Just that you and I met when I worked for a woman that knew the brat." Grell looked away, afraid Sebastian was going to get mad. Sebastian sighed. Well, it wasn't as bad as he'd thought.
"I am not angry, Grell," Sebastian said, "Ciel knew many people, it is unlikely Finnian could guess who you are from that alone."
"With the help of the others?" Grell finally looked at Sebastian. He had suspected something was up with the three but didn't think too much of it till Finny had started interrogating him.
"What do you mean?" Sebastian asked. What had those three been up to? He would have to have a word with them.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it." Grell turned and walked into the bedroom, setting the remaining flowers in a vase at the window. Sebastian followed him in.
"That only makes me worry further," he commented.
"Well don't. It's most likely my imagination." Grell placed a white rose in the middle of the wild flowers and groaned. "Ugh, what's with all the plain white roses?!"
Sebastian chuckled.
"Those were Ciel's preferred flower. I don't much care for them, either. I can change them if you'd like?" he offered.
Grell smiled. "You'd do that for me?"
"Yes, happily," Sebastian replied. With a wave of his hand, the rose turned blood red.
"Better?"
Grell smiled. "Much." He placed it in the middle of the bouquet and stepped back to admire it. Sebastian stepped closer and wrapped his arms around Grell's middle.
"It's almost as lovely as you," he purred. Grell's body shuddered.
"G-Getting impatient, are we?"
"Yes," Sebastian replied without shame. "I cannot wait to devour you next." He growled playfully. Grell reached around and linked his hands around Sebastian's neck, pulling them closer together. "And when exactly are you planning on doing such a naughty thing, Bassy?"
Sebastian grinned.
"As soon as possible," he said, eyes flashing. Sebastian slid his hands down Grell's back and over the swell of his ass. Grell let out a little squeak as he jumped. "Oooh, bad boy."
Sebastian chuckled and picked Grell up.
"Do you want to do this now? I might not be able to stop myself if we continue," he asked, looking into Grell's eyes. Grell smiled mischievously. "Do I get you that hot and bothered, darling? You should have more self-control."
Sebastian nuzzled Grell's neck.
"I'm controlling myself right now. If I weren't, you would be screaming instead of talking and there would be significantly less clothing involved," he replied, nipping at a spot just under Grell's jaw. Grell chuckled.
"A little rough are we?" He wrapped his legs around Sebastian's waist. Sebastian growled.
"I thought you liked it that way," he said. "Is there any other way to do it?" Grell leaned in and ran his sharp teeth across the shell of Sebastian's ear. A rumbling, much like a purr, was Grell's response. Sebastian set Grell on the bed.
"Last chance to change your mind," he warned, trailing a hand up Grell's leg.
"Who says I want to change my mind?" Grell licked his lips. Sebastian smirked and knelt by the edge of the bed. He lifted Grell's leg and removed his heeled boot, then repeated the process with the other. Sebastian removed his own shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed, pushing Grell down onto his back. Grell blushed madly as he lay back.
"You're beautiful, Grell," Sebastian said as he unbuttoned Grell's vest. He leaned down and kissed Grell passionately. Grell moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck, his gloved fingers tangling in the black locks. Sebastian nipped at Grell's bottom lip and began working on the buttons of his shirt. Once he got them unbuttoned he pushed the fabric apart. Grell shuddered at the cold air on his recently exposed chest. Sebastian pulled away and used his teeth to pull his gloves off. He gave Grell a sexy smirk before diving to down to kiss his neck. Grell's eyes lidded in bliss at the feeling. He reached over and removed his own gloves.
Sebastian ran his bare hands over Grell's chest and stopped to tease a nipple. He bit at Grell's neck, leaving a mark. Sebastian sat up once more and quickly removed his tailcoat, vest, and shirt. Grell moaned at the simple touches. "Oh... Sebastian..."
"Feeling good?" Sebastian asked with a smirk. He helped get Grell's shirt and vest off and tossed them to join his on the floor. Sebastian returned his attention to Grell's neck briefly, then began kissing down his chest, his stomach, and stopped to tease his hipbones with playful nips. Grell moaned in anticipation, his hips wiggling playfully at the soft, but mischievous touches. Sebastian popped open the button of Grell's trousers and pulled them down and off. Deciding to tease a while longer he began kissing Grell's inner thigh. Sebastian paid the other side the same attention. Grell was going crazy. The touches were so simple. Who knew they could give such intense pleasure! He whimpered slightly. Sebastian stopped the touches in order to rid himself of his and Grell's final articles of clothing. He picked up Grell's legs and pushed them up towards his chest.
"Hold these here please," Sebastian requested. Grell did as he was told, blushing like mad. Sebastian leaned down to give him a quick kiss. He needed to come up with some lubricant. Sebastian allowed a jar of oils to manifest in his hands and grinned. He opened it up and dipped his fingers in. He coated them liberally and set the jar aside. Sebastian warmed the oil in his hand and reached down to tease Grell's entrance with a smirk. Grell whimpered slightly at the touch. He wiggled his hips impatiently.
Sebastian chuckled, and, taking mercy on Grell, pushed the first finger inside. He worked his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. Sebastian leaned down and kissed Grell to distract him as he opened him enough for a third finger. Once he got them all in he focused on finding Grell's sweet spot. Grell's back arched at the feeling of Sebastian's fingers searching him. His moans started to get louder and more struggled as Sebastian got closer and closer to his target.
Sebastian smirked and soon found his target. He pressed his fingers against the spot before slowly pulling back.
"Are you ready, Grell?" Sebastian crooned, stroking his sweet spot again. Grell cried out as his sweet spot was touched, his red-painted nails gripping the sheets beneath him in a ecstasy death grip. He nodded shakily. Grell wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck, his duel-coloured eyes glazed. "P-Please... be gentle... I've never been with a man before..."
Sebastian kissed him and removed his fingers.
"I will," he replied. Sebastian gathered more oil in his hands and slicked himself up. He lined up and slowly began to push in. Grell winced at first. He had heard how much the first time hurt, but he wasn't sure how much he believed. He buried his face into Sebastian's shoulder.
"Relax, Grell, it will be much easier for you," Sebastian said. He stroked Grell's legs and hips as pushed in a little more, hoping to help Grell relax. Grell nodded and tried to relax, eventually settling and smiling. Sebastian pushed a little more and soon he was buried completely inside. He moved Grell's legs down to his waist and kissed him sweetly.
"Tell me when you're ready," Sebastian told him. He didn't want to move when Grell was unprepared for it. Grell sighed. He had heard for millennia how much it hurt, but he had never heard about how good it felt. Grell linked his legs behind Sebastia's back and leaned close, brushing their lips together. "You really want me?"
"I do," Sebastian replied. He caressed Grell's sides and gave an experimental roll of his hips. It was very difficult to not just start thrusting. Sebastian had taken many people in his long life, but this certainly felt the best. Grell's eyes rolled and his head fell back. "Oh...Sebastian..."
Sebastian pulled out almost all the way and slowly pushed back in. He gripped Grell's hips and repeated the movement, a little faster. Sebastian kissed along Grell's neck and down to his shoulder as he continued to increase his thrusting. Grell panted, his fingers clawing at Sebastian's shoulder blades.
"Y-yes...Sebastian... yes..."
"Grell," Sebastian growled. He picked up the pace and rumbled low in his throat. "So…tight!" Sebastian bit down at the juncture of Grell's throat, leaving another mark. Grell gasped at the bite, his nails digging into the pale skin of Sebastian's back. "Ahhh...! Sebastian..."
Sebastian was practically pounding into Grell by this point. He scratched his own nails along Grell's thighs. Sebastian then gripped Grell's legs and moved them up over his shoulders to get a different angle. Grell started to scream as Sebastian picked up the pace, his glasses had fallen from his face and were now bouncing against his sweat-glistened chest. Sebastian picked them up quickly and tossed them to the nightstand. He kissed along Grell's jaw.
Sebastian had never had someone last so long with him. He was impressed. Sebastian slowed his thrusts to roll his hips; he wondered how much teasing Grell could take. Grell's hips started to roll with Sebastian's, a low growl erupting from his throat. Sebastian chuckled breathlessly. He ground his hips against Grell for a moment before speeding up again. Sebastian licked his neck slowly.
"You're supremely sexy like this, Grell," he purred in Grell's ear. Grell chuckled and gave his hips a good thrust. Sebastian growled and set a punishing pace, pounding Grell's sweet spot repeatedly. He turned his head to the side to kiss and nip at Grell's thighs.
"AhhH! Sebastian!" Grell screamed, his body shuddering again and again.
"Yesss…Grell!" Sebastian panted. Grell felt so good around him. Sebastian's eyes flashed and he thrust harder. Grell's eyes burst open and he gripped Sebastian harder. His body curled in on itself and he screamed out as he climaxed. Sebastian gasped at the way Grell's muscles gripped him. He growled out Grell's name as he came hard. Grell arched as he felt the warm liquid fill him. Sebastian panted and lowered Grell's legs to the bed. He slowly pulled out and pressed gentle kisses to Grell's cheeks, neck, and chest. Grell lay on the sheets, breathless, and tilted his head towards the soft kisses. "Mmmm, Sebastian..."
"Grell," Sebastian murmured. He moved off of Grell and settled on his back beside him.
"Was that an acceptable first time?" asked Sebastian with a small smirk. Grell's eyes opened and he let his palm rest against Sebastian's cheek. "More than simply acceptable..."
Sebastian pulled Grell to him and gave him a tender kiss.
"Good," he hummed, rubbing Grell's back. Grell sighed contentedly. "I love you, Sebastian..." And with that, he drifted off to sleep, exhausted. Sebastian smiled and wrapped his arms around Grell fully.
"I hope to return those sentiments someday," he sighed.
So what do you think? Will Sebastian tell our favorite red-head he loves him? See for yourself in the next chapters. Please leave your reviews.