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Chapter 3
There was a slight knock at the door.
"Grell? May I speak with you please?" Sebastian inquired. Grell quickly dried his eyes and got up. He made his way over to the door and opened it.
"Yes?" he asked, forcing a smile. Sebastian found that he couldn't look at the Reaper directly.
"Please do not feign happiness after I have managed to hurt you."
He was truly ashamed with himself. Grell didn't know how to respond.
"You were only telling the truth. Being lied to would hurt more in the end," he said. Sebastian stepped forward and removed a glove, and wiped a line of black mascara away from Grell's cheek.
"I didn't mean to make you cry, Grell. Can you forgive me?" Sebastian held his hand against Grell's soft cheek. Grell blushed and smiled.
"Of course. I can't possibly stay upset with you, darling," he replied, leaning into the touch. Sebastian smiled and continued to stroke Grell's cheek gently. Grell sighed. Whether Sebastian was only doing it to keep him happy so he could get more souls, he didn't know and right now he didn't care. It felt good and it would be something he could remember forever.
"Have you ever had someone do this to you before?" Sebastian hadn't really planned to ask that, but he did want to know. Grell partially opened one eye – though he wasn't sure when they closed.
"No. It feels nice," he said with a smile. Grell's eye slid closed again. Sebastian continued, gently walking Grell backwards into the room.
"Good."
He backed the Reaper up to the bed and pushed on Grell's shoulders gently to sit. Grell looked up at Sebastian in confusion, and possibly a little fear.
"Sebby?" he asked. Sebastian chuckled lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, Grell." He leaned down and pushed the red locks behind Grell's ear. "I promise."
Grell blushed. He wasn't sure what Sebastian was doing, but he promised not to hurt him. Demons were supposed to keep promises, right? Grell decided that even if Sebastian lied and killed him, he would rather be killed by Sebastian than anyone or anything else. He relaxed.
Sebastian continued to rub Grell's cheek, but moved behind the Reaper on the bed, leaning Grell's back against his chest. Grell made a noise of confusion, but let Sebastian do as he pleased. He sighed contentedly and melted into Sebastian's touches. Sebastian continued to touch Grell's cheeks gently.
"You should get used to someone touching you, Grell."
Grell tilted his head back to look at him.
"Hm? Why?" he asked. Thinking about it, getting used to it would be a bad idea. Sebastian would leave eventually. Sebastian smiled.
"Your skin is very soft and is a pleasure to touch. I would like to ask permission to pet it on a daily basis," he was absolutely shameless in his request. "That's why."
Grell couldn't help but giggle. He'd not been expecting that at all.
"Alright. How could I say no?" he replied with a grin. Sebastian continued to stroke Grell's cheek, however, his hand was starting to slide down to Grell's neck.
"You remind me of a cat sometimes, Grell."
Grell sighed and tilted his head back a little bit more to give Sebastian better access to his neck.
"I do?" he inquired. "How so?"
"You like attention, you purr, and you can be deadly."
Sebastian's hand moved down to slide across each muscle and vein in Grell's soft, pale neck. Grell moaned softly before grinning.
"Meow~," he giggled. Grell leaned his head back against Sebastian's shoulder. Sebastian felt his eyes change for a moment. He froze. He was actually becoming aroused by Grell's cat-like actions. He lowered a hand to rest on Grell's thigh.
Grell blushed and arched back against Sebastian. He hummed softly in contentment as he lightly placed his hand over Sebastian's. Sebastian started to lose concentration, his hands started to get clammy and his pants began to get tighter.
"Enjoying yourself...?" Sebastian tried to hide his arousal. Grell blinked and his face turned as red as his hair.
"S-sorry. It's hard not to when you're touching me so gently," he muttered, sitting up fully. Grell was quite turned on; and from only lightly being touched on his cheeks and neck – how embarrassing. He hung his head and his hair fell forward, hiding his face. Sebastian couldn't help sliding his fingers through the red waterfall in front of him.
"I didn't say it was a bad thing, my lady," Sebastian's voice was smooth as honey. Grell looked back at him.
"Yes, but even so, it's rather embarrassing," he said with a small smile. Grell couldn't help but close his eyes in enjoyment at the fingers moving through his hair. Sebastian continued gently.
"How do you figure that?"
Sebastian finally admitted to himself that he was aroused by Grell and wrapped a strong arm around the Reaper's middle, pulling the red-head close. Grell blushed even more.
"It just is," he muttered, turning his head to bury his face in Sebastian's neck. Grell really would have to get used to being touched if he didn't want to become aroused so easily. He sighed.
Sebastian wrapped his arms tightly around Grell's slim frame and laid back. He removed his remaining glove and stroked the red hair again.
"Have I done something to embarrass you, Grell?" Sebastian was slightly worried Grell would tell him to stop, or even leave. Grell lifted his head.
"No, I'm good. I'm just not used to being so close to someone…well in a non-violent setting, that is," he giggled. Grell relaxed and absentmindedly began playing with Sebastian's tie. Sebastian chuckled. It felt strange to be so close to a Reaper and be so relaxed – well, relaxed for him. His eyelids gently slid closed and his fingers started to slide beneath Grell's ill-gotten coat.
Grell shivered and blushed. Sebastian seemed to make him blush a lot. He smiled and hid his face in the junction of Sebastian's neck and shoulder. Grell was sure this was one of the best days of his life.
It suddenly registered what he was doing, and Sebastian instantly stopped, eyes wide. He was becoming intimate with Grell Sutcliff. He felt like hitting himself. But, it wasn't registering a bad feeling (obviously). Sebastian knew if this continued, it would be very bad.
Grell felt Sebastian's hand stop. He mentally pouted, but just laying with Sebastian was great. Grell sighed happily. Already the night had turned out better than he'd thought it would. He was grateful.
Sebastian, regretfully, pushed on Grell's shoulders, gently sliding the Reaper off himself. He knew Grell would be upset but Sebastian couldn't quite come to grips with what he himself was doing... Or wanted to do.
"Excuse me, my lady..." he mumbled. Grell's eyes widened in surprise and confusion.
"What?" he asked. Had he done something? Grell had only been lying on him…maybe Sebastian decided he didn't like that or want him so close.
Sebastian sat up, his bangs creating a curtain to hide his eyes.
"I apologize, ma'am, but I..." Sebastian felt so ashamed of what he was going to say. "I need to eat those souls you brought me..."
He stood and quickly exited the room, pulling the door shut behind him.
Grell sighed. He should have known not to get comfortable. Grell eventually got up and changed. He set his glasses on the night stand and climbed into bed. Grell buried his face in the pillows. At least they sort of smelled like Sebastian.
Sebastian walked down the dark hallway, a candelabra lighting his way to the Master bedroom. He quietly opened the door and stepped inside. He looked down at the sleeping red Reaper and smiled. He pulled off one glove and gently laid his fingers against Grell's warm cheek.
"I'm sorry, Grell, maybe another time."
Grell woke slowly with a yawn. He opened his eyes only to quickly shut them against the bright light shining through his window. Grell groaned and rolled over to face away from the light before opening his eyes again. He picked up his glasses and slide them on before sitting up and stretching. Grell spotted the tray of food and sighed. Whatever he'd done had apparently annoyed Sebastian so much he didn't even want to see Grell.
After eating Grell got dressed and left his bedroom. He made his way to the parlor and spotted the rose on the coffee table. Grell picked it up and smelled it. It would make a nice addition to his apartment. Grell opened a portal to the Reaper Realm and stepped through.
He checked his To Die List. Grell didn't have anyone to reap until a little later. He made his way swiftly to his apartment.
"Sutcliff-senpai! Wait up!" Ronald's voice echoed through Grell's eardrums as the blonde ran up to him. "Where have ya been?"
Grell turned to Ronald and smiled.
"Hello, Ronnie. How are you?" he asked. Suddenly, a piece of paper with a phone number was pushed into Grell's face.
"How's that for 'failing to woo'? I got 'er number the same night I asked 'er out."
Ronald looked very proud of himself. Grell backed up a bit, laughing.
"Congratulations, dear. I hope things work out well," he said, ruffling Ronald's hair – mostly to annoy him a bit of course. Ronald swatted Grell's hand away and "fixed" his blonde cowlick.
"Hey, hey! You're not the only one who cares about how his hair looks," he grumbled. Grell giggled.
"I know," he replied. "I just wanted to tease you a bit."
Ronald rolled his eyes. Although annoying most of the time, Grell's teasing was almost like an antidepressant; you could tell he did it to those he cared about. Ronald noticed the rose clutched tightly in his superior's hand.
"Where'd ya get that?" he pointed to it. Grell looked down at the rose.
"Oh…Well…I got it from Madam Red's manor. I wanted to see how it held up from the fire, you know. It was relatively un-harmed. I've been there cleaning it up a bit, and so I picked one of the roses from the garden to bring to my apartment here," he lied with a small smile. Ronald narrowed his eyes. It sounded reasonable enough but there was something off about it. Grell almost looked like he had been...crying.
"Forgive me, senpai, but I don't fully believe ya."
Grell shrugged.
"That's what happened. It's not my problem if you don't believe me," he said, turning to open the door to his apartment. Ronald blinked once. He wasn't quite sure why, but that was odd.
"Did ya ever get to say good-bye to 'im? Ya know, Sebastian?"
Grell froze for a moment before heading into his apartment.
"No. He was gone as soon as he devoured his master's soul," he said. Again, it wasn't a complete lie.
"I'm sorry. He shoulda stuck around to say good-bye to ya," Ronald pushed the subject a little more. Grell glanced back at him.
"Yes, I wish he would have. But, maybe it's better that he didn't. It would have been a lot harder when he left had he done so," he replied. Ronald stepped back slightly. He didn't quite know if he should flee or comfort Grell.
"What if he didn't leave...?"
Grell stiffened.
"What makes you say that, Ronnie?" he inquired, turning to face Ronald fully. Ronald shrugged, still ready to run if need be.
"I don' know. I mean wouldn't ya be happy if he was still here?"
Grell huffed.
"Of course I would be," he replied. Grell found a vase, filled it with water and the rose, and set it on his coffee table. Ronald decided that was pushing enough.
"I heard ya got all your paperwork done yesterday. Good for you."
Grell smiled.
"Thank you, Ronnie. Did you get yours done?" he asked, raising a dainty eyebrow.
"I had a date. So of course, I wasn't gonna risk William ruinin' it by givin' me overtime."
Ronald couldn't put his finger on it but there was something off about Grell. Grell nodded.
"That makes sense. It's good to have motivation," he said. "Well, dear, I wasn't planning on staying long I do have some reaping to get to. And I'm sure you have your own list to attend to." Grell made his way back to the door of his apartment.
Ronald nodded and left. He was slightly worried but convinced himself he was over-thinking. He grabbed his scythe and waved good-bye to Grell, stepping through a portal to Earth.
Grell sighed and left his apartment, locking the door behind him. As fond as he was of Ronald, he didn't want to tell him the truth, especially if what he was doing was found out. Grell opened a portal to Earth and went through to get started on his long list.
Sebastian stood in the garden, tending to the red roses and thinking of Grell. He really shouldn't have backed out last night. It was an ungentlemanly move and he had hurt Grell even more. Sebastian nearly hit himself for it.
He clipped back a bush perfectly. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Grell at all today. It was nearly 9 o'clock and it was getting dark. Sebastian's rules for staying with his master was killing him. If Grell didn't show up within the next hour, he would go look for him.
Grell was covered in blood when he returned to the manor. One of his reaping victims had had to put up a fight. While Grell enjoyed tearing him apart, it was still somewhat annoying. He trudged into the entranceway and glanced at the grandfather clock by the stairs. It was a little after ten o'clock. Grell sighed and began to make his way upstairs.
"Grell!"
Sebastian was suddenly at the top of the stairs, a look of relief washed over his face. He had been searching the manor and surrounding areas for the last 10 minutes and was starting to get worried. Sebastian cleared his throat and stood straight.
"I'm glad you are not hurt, my lady."
Grell was somewhat surprised.
"I was at work," he said, wondering why Sebastian had seemed relieved. A rare blush of embarrassment crept up Sebastian's alabaster cheeks and he bowed.
"Forgive me, my lady. I am used to being my master's shadow. And serving a human. I had not seen you since last night and was worried."
Grell blushed and giggled.
"Oh. Well, if you want to you can come with me when I reap tomorrow," he offered. It would be nice to have a bit of company; reaping could be a rather lonely job sometimes. Sebastian looked at Grell.
"Are you sure that would be a good idea, my lady?" He wasn't quite sure why he felt anxiety about such a thing; he was stronger than most Reapers and so was Grell. Both their skills combined should protect them from anything.
Grell shrugged.
"You don't have to. It was only a suggestion," he said, feeling a little disappointed. Grell moved passed Sebastian to head to his room. As much as he loved being covered in blood, that enjoyment tended to fade when it started drying on him, then it was just annoying.
Sebastian could tell the Reaper was still hurt. He caught up to him and slid the blood-soaked coat off Grell's arms.
"Would you like some help, Grell?"
Grell blushed.
"…I suppose if you want to fill up my bathtub, that would be appreciated," he replied, looking up at Sebastian through his eyelashes.
"I would be happy to," Sebastian stepped away from Grell, red coat in hand (he would have to wash it later) and walked into the Master bathroom, starting the water. Grell followed him and stood by the door.
"Oh. I nearly forgot. In my coat pocket is a soul for you," he told Sebastian with a small smile. Sebastian smiled and retrieved the book.
"Thank you, my lady. I shall enjoy it later," the book transported with a thought and Sebastian stopped the water. Stepping to the side and giving a bow, he left to get the red coat washed before the blood stained it.
Grell looked through the cabinets under the sink and pulled out two scented bath oils – jasmine and patchouli. He poured a little bit of both into the bath water before stripping and settling into the tub. Grell remembered Sebastian had said he liked his soft skin. He was determined to make his skin and hair even softer. Maybe then Sebastian wouldn't leave.
Grell scrubbed himself and washed his hair. After he was sure every inch of him was clean, Grell climbed out of the tub. He pat himself dry before rubbing unscented oil over his arms and legs to make sure his skin would stay moisturized.
Grell left the bathroom and dressed in his red and black satin nightie and pulled on a red silk robe. He grinned at himself in the mirror. He would be damned if Sebastian resisted him this time. Grell left his room to find his handsome demon butler.
Sebastian was in the back, gently cleaning the drying blood off Grell's coat. A few times he had to stop himself from licking the drops that were still fresh.
Grell eventually found Sebastian. He held back a grin, and, keeping his composure, he walked into the room.
"Ah, there you are, Sebby. I was wondering where you'd gone," said Grell, leaning his back against the wall.
"I was just-" Sebastian was cut short when he saw Grell's attire. His eyes flashed magenta and a quiet growl ran through his throat. Grell looked stunning and...very sexy. Sebastian shifted and turned back to the coat. "I was just cleaning your coat...my lady."
Grell smiled and walked over to stand beside him.
"Thank you, Sebastian darling. I really appreciate your help," he purred, pulling his hair over one shoulder to coyly play with it.
It was taking Sebastian every ounce of self-control not to jump the Reaper that instant. He knew Grell was toying with him - that much was obvious - but for some reason, that made it even harder to resist.
"That's what I'm here for, my lady."
He never let his eyes leave that red coat. Grell tried not to pout at the lack of response. Maybe he should try when Sebastian wasn't concentrating on a task.
"When you're done, could you bring some tea up to my room?" he requested, shifting so he could look up at him properly. Sebastian seemed so much taller when Grell wasn't in his heels. Sebastian nodded once.
"As you wish, my lady."
He allowed himself to face Grell and smile. Big mistake. Grell smiled sweetly.
"Thank you. I'll be waiting," he replied, turning and sashaying out of the room.
After Grell had left, Sebastian groaned. He never thought he would be so attracted to another creature - let alone a Reaper - in his life. He sighed and quickly finished cleaning the coat. Oh well, even an immortal life had to hold a few surprises. Sebastian folded the coat and draped it over his shoulder, keeping it out of the way of his making Grell's tea.
Grell hurried to his room and settled on his bed. He fluffed the pillows and arranged them perfectly. Grell shifted and reclined back against the pillows, then bent one leg up. He needed something else…Grell pulled the sleeve of his robe and strap of his nightgown down to show off a shoulder. He grinned and relaxed as he waited for his Sebastian darling. Perfect.
Sebastian carried the tea try up to Grell's room, knocked once and entered.
"You're tea, ma'am-" Once again, Sebastian was cut short by Grell's appearance. As his eyes scanned over the Reaper, Sebastian felt his pants get painfully tight. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I've brought your tea, Grell." He placed the tray down and held out the spotless red coat. "Your coat has been cleaned as well."
Grell sat up, his robe falling down completely. He took the coat and crossed one long leg over the other.
"Thank you, darling. Your tea is simply the best," Grell replied, setting the coat down at the end of the bed. He picked up the tea and sipped at it. Sebastian tore his eyes from Grell and placed the coat up in the closet.
"You're welcome, my lady."
Grell watched him over the edge of his teacup.
"Will you sit with me? I've been rather lonely all day and could use some company," he requested, setting the cup down and leaning back on one hand. Sebastian closed his eyes; this was it. If Grell pushed him any farther, he wouldn't be able to hold back.
"If you wish, my lady," Sebastian walked over and sat on the bed. Grell grinned and leaned against him.
"I made my skin extra soft today. I said you could touch it on a daily basis and I never break a promise," he told Sebastian, resting his head on the demon's broad shoulder. Sebastian's fangs grew and a purr rumbled up from his throat. This was going to get very passionate very quickly.
"You have been trying to seduce me since you got out of the bath, Grell," he accused. Grell pouted.
"What makes you say that?" he asked. Sebastian nearly rolled his eyes. The innocence Grell was able to successfully pull off was incredible.
"The nightgown, the robe, the way your body is positioned; need I point out more?"
Grell shrugged.
"I always wear my nightgown to bed, and the robe was so I would get cold when I looked for you. And what's strange about my position? I'm quite sure I've been leaning on you quite often," he replied coquettishly.
Sebastian sighed in defeated. Grell clearly wasn't going to admit that he was toying. Sebastian slid his hand down Grell's back, stopping right above his rear.
"Alright, don't admit it."
Grell shivered and blushed.
"Well…maybe I was trying a little bit," he confessed with a giggle. Sebastian smirked. He curled his fingers and gently scratched them across the small of Grell's back.
"A little?"
Grell whined and arched into the touch.
"Okay, a lot!" he amended quickly. Sebastian grinned, revealing his long fangs. He removed his hand from Grell's back and pulled the glove off.
"You really are a first-rate actress, Grell."
Sebastian's breath washed over the sensitive skin of Grell's ear. Grell's eyes closed and he moaned softly.
"R-really?" he replied. Grell's body already felt like melting and nothing had even happened yet.
"Really. However," Sebastian's fingers slipped into the red locks, "you give in too easily to teasing."
Grell blushed and his eyes opened.
"I…can't help it. No-one but you has ever teased me," he pouted, holding back another moan. Sebastian smiled.
"Really?" His fingers slid down the back of Grell's delicate neck. "That's a shame."
Grell sighed happily and leaned into the touch. It felt so good. Grell's body wriggled of its own accord at the blissful feeling of having Sebastian touching his neck.
Sebastian removed his other glove and let his fingers flutter across Grell's stomach. He wanted to ravish the Reaper right there but he forced himself to be patient. He didn't want to physically harm Grell.
Grell moaned again and looked up at Sebastian with adoring eyes. The fact that such simple touches felt so….heavenly – as ironic as that was - made him wonder even more what it would actually feel like to be intimate. Grell lightly bit his lower lip. He couldn't even imagine how wonderful it would be.
Sebastian leaned down and lightly pressed his lips to Grell's forehead. He had to admit, Grell's skin and hair was softer. It rivaled the softest cat Sebastian had ever had in his arms. Grell sighed and slid an arm up and around Sebastian's neck.
"This feels so nice," he hummed, smiling blissfully.
"Good." Sebastian gently laid them back, running his fingers through Grell's soft hair. "Now, what do you say we try this again?"
Grell's eyes widened.
"Really? You mean it?" he asked, looking up into Sebastian's eyes.
"Is that not what you had in mind when you decided to seduce me?" Sebastian slid his hands down Grell's backside, giving a small squeeze. Grell gasped and moaned.
"Y-yes…but I wasn't sure it would work," he said, wrapping both arms around Sebastian's shoulders. Sebastian smiled and leaned in close.
"Well it has."
He slipped a hand under the robe and in a second it was flung to the other end of the room. Grell trembled in anticipation. He leaned up and kissed Sebastian's cheek as he gripped the back of his tailcoat. Sebastian's fingers slid down Grell's spine slowly.
"Do you have a request, my lady?" Sebastian pulled Grell down on top of himself. Grell blushed and smiled hopefully.
"I would like it very much if you'd kiss me," he replied, sliding his hands down to rest on Sebastian's clothed chest. Sebastian complied instantly, slipping his fingers into the soft red locks. Grell moaned softly and returned the kiss quickly. He gripped Sebastian's lapels as he practically melted against him.
Sebastian lightly caressed Grell's cheek and pulled back.
"Anything else, Grell?" he purred. Grell ran a finger over Sebastian's lips and down his chin before kissing the corner of his mouth.
"You can do whatever you want to me, as long as it doesn't hurt too much, Sebastian darling," he said, resting his chin on Sebastian's chest. Sebastian smiled and raised his knee to grind against Grell's groin.
"Are you sure you want to give me that much freedom, Grell?"
He slipped his fingers under the thin satin straps of the red-head's nightgown. Grell moaned and ground back against Sebastian's knee.
"Yes," he replied, cheeks turning bright red. Sebastian licked his lips and pulled the straps down Grell's soft shoulders.
"As you wish."
Grell moaned again. He gripped Sebastian's shoulders and rolled them over so that he was on his back with Sebastian on top of him. Grell grinned and wrapped his legs around Sebastian's waist. This was a much better position.
Sebastain's eyes rolled back. Despite being untouched, Grell knew exactly how to get him bothered.
"Are you sure you haven't been with anyone before, Grell?"
Grell blushed and shook his head.
"I'm sure," he replied quietly, feeling a little self-conscious. Sebastian smiled.
"What's this? Grell Sutcliff getting self-conscious?" Sebastian smirked and, with the flick of a finger, the satin nightgown was split in two, revealing Grell's smooth chest. Grell would have gotten annoyed about his nightgown had he been in his right mind. He ground his hips up against Sebastian's.
"Well I know you've been with others…I…just hope I'm good enough for you," Grell muttered. Sebastian froze and looked down at Grell.
"Excuse me?"
Grell was a little confused. Had he said something wrong?
"I…want you to feel good too," he replied warily. "If you don't find me pleasurable…we don't have to continue."
Sebastian narrowed his eyes at Grell.
"Why would you think I don't find you pleasurable, Grell?"
Grell shrugged and looked away.
"I don't know…I'm sorry, I've ruined the mood," he said, leaning up and kissing Sebastian in the hopes of getting things back to the way they had been before he'd opened his big mouth. Sebastian smiled and slid his fingers across Grell's cheek.
"You haven't ruined anything." He leaned their foreheads together. "I find you extremely pleasurable, Grell."
Grell sighed in relief and smiled.
"I'm glad," he replied, relaxing completely. Sebastian slid his fingertips down across Grell's eyelids, lips and neck, making his way to Grell's flat chest. Grell moaned and arched up into the touches. He gripped Sebastian's shoulders and his hips twitched up against the Demon's. Sebastian hummed in arousal.
"Getting impatient, are we?"
He slipped his hands down to caress Grell's curves. Grell's moans increased and he leaned up to kiss along Sebastian's jaw line.
"You're wearing too many clothes," he complained, tugging at Sebastian's tie.
"Really?" Sebastian pulled back and laid against the pillows, a smirk gracing his lips. "Why don't you come and take care of that?"
Grell pouted. He'd hoped for a bit of a show. Grell shifted so that he was sitting in Sebastian's lap. He managed to get Sebastian's tailcoat off, but his fingers were shaking so much it was making it difficult to unbutton his waistcoat. Sebastian chuckled.
"Would you like some help?"
He poked Grell's cheek playfully. Grell blushed, but managed to get them undone. He groaned in frustration when he saw the many buttons of Sebastian's shirt.
"Why are there so many buttons?" he whined to no-one in particular. Grell frowned in determination and unbuttoned those as well. He finished those buttons much more quickly and pushed Sebastian's shirt open. Grell nearly drooled.
"Oh my," he murmured. Sebastian was very fit. Sebastian chuckled at Grell's awe.
"Enjoying the view, are we?"
He slid a hand through Grell's hair gently. Grell grinned and slid his hands down Sebastian's toned chest and over his abs.
"You're even sexier than I imagined, Sebby," he purred. Sebastian sighed contentedly at the touch.
"Really? That's interesting."
He slipped a hand around and gripped Grell's silk-covered rear. Grell yelped in surprise before blushing and grinning. He leaned down to kiss Sebastian as he ground his ass against Sebastian's crotch. Sebastian kissed back, sliding his tongue against Grell's perk lips. Grell did say he wanted a kiss with tongue. Sebastian pushed his hips up against Grell's ass.
Grell moaned loudly and opened his mouth eagerly to allow Sebastian's tongue inside. He continued grinding back against him as he gripped Sebastian's shoulders to steady himself a bit.
Sebastian slid his tongue across Grell's, loving the sweet taste. He was beginning to regret denying the Reaper all those times. Sebastian slid a hand down the silk panties and gripped Grell's bare ass tightly. Grell keened and let his own tongue curl with Sebastian's. He'd never felt so good before. Grell whined in the back of his throat. He needed more, rutting wildly was not enough.
Sebastian chuckled and pulled back, letting his tongue slip across Grell's lips briefly.
"How was that for a kiss with tongue?"
Grell grinned like he was drunk.
"Better than anything I've ever felt," he moaned, pushing his rear down forcefully. Sebastian grunted from the force.
"Good, now how does this feel?"
Sebastian's hand suddenly was stroking Grell through the panties. Grell's eyes widened as he gasped. He whined pitifully and his hips twitched.
"Ooohh…Seb-astian!" Grell cried out, his voice cracking slightly. Sebastian smirked.
"Does that feel good, my lady?"
His strokes started to slow down to a painful creep. Grell whimpered and writhed against him.
"Sooo good," he moaned. Grell was sure if Sebastian kept that up he'd cum earlier than he wanted to. Sebastian's hand sped up slightly. Grell looked so helpless, Sebastian decided to take advantage and get a little pay-back. He slipped the article of clothing off Grell's hips and pressed a finger against the tip.
"It's a good thing no-one else has seen you this helpless, Grell, the wrong person might take advantage of it..."
Grell mewled. He dragged his nails down Sebastian's chest.
"Seb…Sebastiaaaaaan," Grell whined and panted. "I'm…going to….nnggg."
Sebastian grinned evilly.
"You're going to what? I can't hear you~," his voice sang in Grell's ear. Grell didn't get a chance to respond. He cried out as he came over Sebastian's hand. Grell gasped and panted as he slowly came down from his high. Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise for a moment.
"My, my. You are sensitive."
Sebastian materialized a wet cloth and cleaned up the mess. Grell's entire face turned as red as his hair.
"How embarrassing," he mumbled as he covered his face with his hands. Sebastian chuckled.
"No reason to be embarrassed, my lady." He finished swiftly and laid Grell onto his back gently, hovering above the Reaper. "Do you feel ready to continue?"
Grell blinked up at Sebastian and smiled shyly.
"Yes, please," he replied, spreading his legs with a slightly less intense blush. Sebastian returned the smile and slid his hands down Grell's smooth body, stopping only to tease the red-head's perked nipples. Grell moaned and squirmed in pleasure beneath him. He reached up and pulled Sebastian down into another kiss. Sebastian smiled into the kiss. Grell was very skilled despite having no experience.
Grell slid a hand down from Sebastian's chest to his pants. He squeezed the prominent bulge as he continued to kiss Sebastian eagerly. Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise. The red-head was bold and it felt fantastic. Grell lay back and licked his lips. He managed to get Sebastian's pants open and he ran a finger over him.
"I don't know if I can wait too much longer. I need you so badly," he begged. Sebastian growled deeply.
"I doubt I can hold myself back, Grell." Sebastian held himself over Grell predatorily. "It might hurt."
Grell was a little worried, but he trusted Sebastian. He pushed down Sebastian's pants and underwear. Now he was even more worried. Sebastian was quite big.
"Just…please try and be gentle?" Grell asked, looking up at him. Sebastian smiled and nodded.
"Of course, Grell."
He held a finger to Grell's lips. It was crude but he was worry about that later. Grell licked Sebastian's finger before taking it into his mouth. His eyes slid closed as he sucked and licked, moaning softly all the while. Sebastian grinned.
"Watch those teeth."
Maybe after Grell was more experienced Sebastian would allow it. He slid his hand up the inside of Grell's thigh, rubbing gently. Grell moaned even more, though he made completely sure to keep his teeth out of the way. He curled his tongue around Sebastian's finger for a moment before sucking on it. Grell gazed up at Sebastian through his eyelashes.
Sebastian figured that was good enough and slid his fingers from Grell's lips. He pushed Grell's legs to the side and locked eyes with the Reaper.
"This'll be uncomfortable."
Grell nodded and tried to stay relaxed.
"I don't mind," he replied with a small smile. Sebastian nodded and gently entered a finger. Grell was incredibly tight. Grell gasped and his hips twitched. It felt strange, but not unpleasant. He gripped the sheets and lifted his legs a bit more. That felt a little better. Grell wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck and looked into his eyes.
Sebastian smiled and started to move his finger.
"Can I add another finger, Grell?"
He found it increasingly difficult to keep from just ravishing the red-head. Grell nodded.
"Yes," he moaned, pushing his hips back against Sebastian's finger. Sebastian smiled and entered a second finger. After a few seconds, he started making scissoring motions; stretching Grell gently. Grell moaned loudly and arched his back. He gripped Sebastian's hair as he writhed beneath him.
Sebastian purred at the arousing sight.
"I'll make you feel even better."
He curled his fingers, looking for that special bundle of nerves. Grell gave a shout when he felt a spike of pleasure rocket through his body. His hips thrust back against Sebastian's fingers, hoping to feel that wonderful sensation again.
"Ooohhh! More!" moaned Grell. Sebastian growled. There it is.
"It'll be my pleasure."
He curled his fingers against Grell's sweet spot once again. Grell's back bowed and he keened loudly. He dug his nails into Sebastian's back as he clung to him desperately. Sebastian let Grell enjoy it for a moment then removed his fingers. A jar of oil materialized in his hand. He quickly slicked and positioned himself.
"Are you ready, Grell?"
Grell took a deep breath and nodded.
"I'm ready," he said, feeling a shiver of excitement along his spine. Grell almost couldn't believe it was really going to happen. Sebastian smiled and gently pushed himself inside with a grunt. Grell was incredibly tight even after Sebastian's preparation. The feeling of Grell's tight muscles around him nearly pushed Sebastian over the edge.
Grell cried out in pain and pleasure. He tried to relax himself but it was difficult. Grell clawed at Sebastian's back as he felt tears gather in the corners of his eyes. Sebastian leaned down, keeping as still as he could.
"Don't cry, Grell, just relax," he said, gingerly wiped Grell's tears away with his thumb. Grell nodded.
"I'm trying," he gasped. Grell managed to steady his breathing and relax his muscles. Now that he could concentrate, it felt nice to be so completely filled by Sebastian. Grell moaned softly and rolled his hips.
Sebastian smiled and gently licked Grell's cheek.
"You're beautiful."
He started to slowly thrust. Grell was surprised by the compliment and sweet gesture, but Sebastian's thrusting distracted him. He blushed and moaned as he tried to thrust his hips in time with Sebastian. Grell's head fell back and his hair splayed across the pillows.
Sebastian wrapped his arms around Grell, pulling the red-head up against him. His thrusts started to hit a whole new angle inside the Reaper. And it felt amazing. Grell keened and clung to Sebastian.
"Aahhn! SebaaAastian!" he cried out, his voice increasing in pitch. Sebastian started to quicken his pace, losing his ability to hold back by the second.
"Grell, you are so hot..."
Grell mewled and writhed. He could feel his second orgasm of the night approaching fast.
"Oh! OH! Yes! Sebasitian!" Grell screamed as he came. Sebastian clutched Grell tightly as he was pushed over the edge.
"Grell...!"
Grell moaned as he was filled. He felt so tired. Grell collapsed back against the bed, panting hard. Sebastian held himself on weak arms above Grell. He was actually rather surprised Grell had lasted as long as he had.
Grell blinked up at Sebastian. He blushed and smiled tiredly.
"You have surprised me, Grell."
Sebastian smiled back, sliding the backs of his fingers across Grell's cheek. Grell leaned into the touch.
"I'm glad," he sighed contentedly. Grell had never felt so happy before. Sebastian pulled out and laid himself next to Grell; pulling a sheet over them.
"Sleep. You need it."
He smiled. Grell curled up against Sebastian's side and rested his head on his chest.
"Thank you so much, Sebastian," he murmured sleepily. With a yawn, Grell soon fell asleep. Sebastian smiled and removed Grell's glasses; placing them on the nightstand.
"You're welcome, Grell."