After a week, William's body was tired and fatigued. He was barely capable of keeping up with Sebastian, even with as fit as he was. It was his belief that his body was punishing him for the sins he had committed. He was trapped in a nightmare of his own mind. The dreams were deep seated desires and the vulgarities that he so disliked. It was everything that made up William T. Spears.

He squirmed in his sleep, turning, and then tossed again, pulling close to Sebastian, who himself, was unable to sleep. He looked over, interested, but tired. "Have I worn you out?" he whispered, stroking his hair, turning to him. William hugged him close, shaking, eyes shut tight, trying to fight off the nightmares. Burying nails into Sebastian's back, he pulled him tight, trying to remain calm.

The blackness surrounded William, threatening to swallow him. "You know what happens to shinigami who don't obey the rules, don't you William?"

"P..Please! I couldn't stop it!"

"But you could have. You're damned now. Filthy. That demon's been everywhere on you. He's been IN you. There's no way to fix that."

"PLEASE!" William felt helpless and hopeless.

"Then prove it. Kneel before us and tell us that you aren't the demon's pet. That if he offers you amnesty that you won't take it."

"H..How does that make me his pet."

There was silence before they spoke, in turn, accusingly, "Because then we will understand that you will not return to him. If you do take the help, you are lost to us, and could be a threat to all shinigami and humans."

The room darkened. "Seems you're stuck, shinigami," the voice whispered. Sweet and tempting, he felt the hands around him as he did the first night, caressing his jaw, sliding down his thigh, feeling his body under him. "Would you like my help?"

He was silent. Fear had sent him spiraling into shock. But William's dream-body moved without his consent, nodding. "Please….. Make this stop."

"You have but to follow me." Sebastian held him, and the demon smiled. "You'll belong to me."

"Please….make this go away…I..I don't want to die…"

"Oh? But you've taken so many~" he laughed, nuzzling him mockingly.

"B..but that's my job."

"T..That's true but-"

"Don't you want your freedom?" the voice was like a snake's hiss in his ear. "Give in and I'll take you far away from this life. I'll give you freedom and power. I'll give you everything." His hands trailed over William and the council of the higher up-shinigami, the top management, seemed to fade.

"B..but how?" William felt burning deep in him. The demon held him close, changed suddenly. Flickering a forked tongue, he nuzzled close to William's head. Horns brushed briefly against his scalp and the demon smiled.

"There's a simple way. Trust me and I'll take you from here."

The shinigami's heart pounded in his ears, and his breath quickened. "W..where will I go?"

"Home. Where you belong. Where you have always belonged." Sebastian's hands lingered lower, sliding over William's skin.

"You've given in," hissed the voice of a long-gone mentor. "You've let the enemy touch you William. I warned you about his, didn't I?"

He whimpered and the demon pulled him closer. "Don't listen to them, William, you're mine, you were always meant to be."

The shinigami didn't pull from Sebastian, he felt too weak for it. "You shouldn't let him control you, you have to wake up. You have to fight."

"I..I tried…"

His body seemed unresponsive to his own commands, instead, leaning into Sebastian's embrace. "You were made for this, William," he whispered, nibbling his ear, "You were made to be like this." He felt himself not, horror growing inside him. It seemed as though he understood what was happening in his terror-filled sleep.

"M..made for…for this?" shock wracked him, bombarding his tired and drained body.

"Aye. Made for this. Made for every touch and caress, perfect for only these hands," Sebastian turned him. "Seek solace in me, this monster that you fear."

William meant to push himself back, away from the demon's grasp, but felt himself pull closer, feeling the comforting warmth. There was no heartbeat, no natural feeling to him. He closed his eyes, clinging, feeling hands run over him, his body tensing up. "T..this isn't real…"

"Oh, but it is, William, all of this is real. You were made for this," Sebastian hissed, kissing him hard.

"N..n-" he submitted, kissing back, pulling close. Fear pulled at his insides, but it was drowning quickly in lust. Pulling away, Sebastian twined his fingers in the shinigami's hair.

"When was the last time you pleased your master?" he hissed. The shinigami looked up at him, bewildered and upset, but said nothing. "Still disgusted?"

William let out a small shudder and shook his head, fearing abuse from the demon's firm hand. "N..no, of course not-"

A slap landed hard across his face. "Well, let's treat you as you treat me. Vile creature," Sebastian said this with his amused smile on his face. It was infuriating. William hissed and suddenly, he was the demon, pinning Sebastian underneath him with clawed hands. His glasses were gone, but he could see. Instead, the demon was now a reaper, eyes green and yellow, ringed beautifully under lenses. Sebastian's fear mimicked William's own, but William's body moved without his consent. He kissed over his throat and chest, dragging his claws down the man's sides. Sebastian's head tilted back, his body gasping for air. The dark haired male arched to him, wrapping arms loosely around him. "See…n..now you're the monster, William," he whispered, sliding closer. "You are the vile creature. You were built for this." The new demon silenced the new shinigami with a kiss before pulling away, finding himself in the reversed position. It was chaos, trying to find himself, and yet being torn away.

"G..get off me! You noxious beast from hell. How dare you let-" he was stopped, kissed again.

"This is nothing like what you were told in the academy, is it? They told you to scorn the ones who gave themselves to the demons, because they did so willingly…But you know better now.. Soon you'll be the one on the dais, William. Soon enough, you'll be on trial. And they'll find you guilty…and execute you," he smiled, showing long fangs. "But you won't be going back." Burying them into William's throat, the new sensation of the pain shot through with pleasure. His body convulsed with desire and he arched, mouth open, silent, desperate screams. He felt weakened, dizzy, euphoric, drowning in the feeling of being drained.

William's body hitched against Sebastian's in his sleep. Pulling them tighter, one of William's hands found the demon's hair and forced him to his throat, pressing him closer, forcing the demon's lips to him. Sneering, he understood, and buried fangs into his throat. "In search of a new high, William? Is my touch not good enough anymore?" he whispered, sliding his hands closer. The shinigami gasped and pushed him back to the open wound. The demon licked sparingly, listening to William moan and gasp. The shinigami didn't stir, but pressed his lips closer, his free arm closing tightly around Sebastian's back.

The demon drained his blood, nipping slightly while William finally calmed enough to sleep normally, his body relaxing against him. "Your nightmare isn't over, William. It's still going. Even when you wake… I told you, I wanted to watch you squirm." He sneered and got up, leaving William alone in the bed, stretching himself out.

"You taste odd for a shinigami. Maybe it's the lust? Maybe you were made out of something different." He sneered. "Or is it your hatred?" Cocking his head, he smiled. "Yes, I believe hate gives you that taste. The young master tastes similar…only he tastes of wrath…" Snickering, he went to the window. "Perhaps soon you will be the same."

William woke up later, early in the morning, his body trained about the early hours. He gave Sebastian a sleepy smile before sitting up. "G…good morning, master," he whispered. The demon caressed his jaw.

"Good morning, William. How was your nightmare?"

The shinigami stiffened and he lowered his head, looking away, angry about it. "…. That's none of your business….demon."

"Ah, there he is." The demon pinned him to the bed. "You took to me quickly, but it takes work to keep you, I see," Sebastian hissed.

He struggled. "N..Noxious beast!" his voice was harsh and angry. "What did you do to me?"

The demon kissed him, sucking on William's tongue. "But you like it. You begged for me. You are mine. You can't resist me." He whispered softly in William's ear. The shinigami hissed, pulling away violently.

"I…I can't be yours!"

"You are," the demon hissed smoothly, sliding a hand down William's exposed chest. The shinigami closed his eyes and moaned slightly. "And your body is betraying you."

"I..I noticed." His voice came in small, soft gasps. Sebastian dipped down to William's throat and bit into it. William let out a squeak, a moan and slid close.

"This is your new high, shinigami?" he whispered, dipping down to lap the blood up. Each taste sent tremors down the shinigami's spine. Heat dripped off of William in rivulets of sweat, his body remembering the sweet embrace they had shared a little over a week before. "Do you need me to fuck you again?" The shinigami's eyes widened, but he didn't stop Sebastian from sliding his hands low. "Perhaps I should…?"

His head nodded, and the demon smiled, crushing their lips together. "P..Please?" was the whispered, uncontrolled reply.

"It's early, William. The master wouldn't want us to disregard duty for…..Other things."

William nodded, tense, shivering. Sebastian stood him, and dressed him, teasing the other male with dressing up, instead of dressing down. Holding himself, William dared not to speak. His voice was stolen from his control, and he felt a swirling, seething illness in his stomach. He felt alien to himself, needing this demon, wanting him, begging silently for something to happen, something that Sebastian could or would do for him. And what little control he still had was sliding, there was no ledge on this steep downhill slide into addiction and insanity.

He would claw and pull all he wanted, but he wasn't stopping. And his body wouldn't let him escape. Withdrawal might actually kill him, if he were this close. His eyes, ringed red, were starting to lose their original lighting. The green that remained was beginning to turn yellow. The caress that came to William's jaw through a white gloved hand turned them brighter yellow. "I see now… Struggling to keep yourself from letting go?" The demon met their eyes, smiling darkly.

William didn't turn his head away or struggle, but only stared up into Sebastian's dark eyes, almost mesmerized. It took him a moment before he came back to himself, and yet, he didn't pull away. He enjoyed the caress too much. "Why touch me gently?" he whispered, curious, and spaced.

"Why abuse you?" the demon leaned down, his eyes flickering fuscia and then showing slit pupils. "You would enjoy it as much, but you seem to respond just as well to my gentle touches.

"Isn't it in your nature to abuse your lovers?"

At this Sebastian frowned. His mouth ticked and then he grinned. "What sort of lovers would we be if we DID abuse ours. No one would want us if we were THAT bad?" He leaned close, kissing him. "We can read the lusts of a person. You don't enjoy pain as much as the Young Master does. A gentle caress is just as enticing to you as a slap across the face is to Ciel." He let himself chuckle. "I was made for this, William."

"And yet you tease me?"

"You enjoy it." The demon leaned close, threatening a kiss, and then turning his head, standing. "Get dressed, William. I'll fix that second ring in an instant."

William's eyes widened and he held himself. "H..How…How can you tear everything from me?"

Sebastian cocked his head, resting his elbow on one hand, the other resting on his cheek. "Oh how will I ever let this weigh on my conscience." His expression changed to amused malice. "I'm a bit of a sadist." William stood disgusted, and moved to his spear. It wasn't at his side. Instead, Sebastian pulled him against him. "So rebellious today! Let's fix that." Dipping down, he kissed the shinigami, and then nipped across his chest and collar, smirking. William gripped the demon's back, gasping, shivering. His breath quickened, heat and heart pounding, gasping, feeling the tongue kiss and taste lower, testing the shinigami's thighs. "Was it this that made you come back to me?" he whispered, licking at William's stomach. He kissed lower, teasing the insides of William's thighs. "Or this?" William's only answer was panting, gasping, moaning breath and the desperation he felt. Twining his fingers into Sebastian's hair, he pulled him up. "Ah. This." Sebastian kissed along his length and then stroked him gently. "Let this tide you over until nightfall."

He took the shinigami into his mouth, whole, and sucked. Fingers in the demon's hair tightened, breaths shortened, and moans rang out in the early morning light. William's resistant mood melted like ice in magma, without a chance in hell. Arching, he rode his climax. Sebastian's mouth twitched and he swallowed, licking his lips and then releasing the shinigami from him. William staggered and leaned against the wall, sliding down, shuddering, eyes half open. His glasses skewed, he adjusted them and gave Sebastian a contented, drugged smile.

"Better, William?"

"M..much better, master…" his voice was hushed and his body slowly beginning to relax.

"I don't like to repeat myself, William. I'll have to create new ways to please you… and perhaps tonight-"

The shinigami pulled him down, kissing him. "L..let me please you, Master."

"Not now, William. Later." He sat up, but was forced back down. William kissed him forcefully, unafraid to ravage him. The shinigami stripped Sebastian of his tie and pulled open the top of his shirt. Dipping down, he kissed, and then slid thin fingers down and pulled down the demon's pants. Sebastian's eyes widened as William grasped him and pulled. "W..William!"

The shinigami kissed him. "Hush, master."

The demon kissed back and arched to his hand, gripping him. "F..finish it….." he commanded. William nodded, kissing him harder, sliding his hand hard and fast. Lurching upward, Sebastian gripped William tight, burying claws into his bare back. Panting, he pulled the shinigami close. "Good…job… Now…get off," he hissed, pushing William away. The shinigami shuddered.

"D..did you enjoy it?"

The demon stood, fixing his pants and buttoning his shirt. He redid his tie and watched William dress, eyes looking cool, but pleased. "Yes. I did."

Silence followed before William spoke again. "I..is that what master wants?"

"For you to please me? From time to time, yes. It's not easy doing all the work." That was a lie for Sebastian. He was a creature built for being capable of going for days on it if he could.

"I..if that's what you want," William smiled gently. His eyes were beginning to turn the rest of the way crimson, mimicking Sebastian's.

"The crimson suits you, William." He pulled the half dressed shinigami to him. Sliding a hand across his waist, he frowned. "Dressed already? But I so enjoy you unclothed."

"Y..you said-"

"I know what I said. The young master would be irritated," he whispered. "But later tonight…You aren't allowed to sleep clothed."