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Sebastian closed his eyes, pushing his hips a bit faster into the ass of Grelle. She was giving moan after moan underneath him, making it hard to fantasize to get off. Ciel, he thought, feeling her back beneath him. Utilizing his fantasy world, he groaned.
"Sebastian," Ciel whimpered, a hot red blush upon his cheeks. "I-I love you…"
Sebastian thrust once more into Grelle and shot his load, panting. "Fuck!" he growled. He pulled out of her, rolling to her left and onto the bed. "That was good," he said, looking up at the ceiling with a smile.
Grelle rolled her eyes and got off the bed, grabbing her robe. She pulled it on and sighed. "It's not as good as you believe," she said with a yawn. "I believe our sex life has gotten worse, actually."
Sebastian sat up and looked at her questioningly. "Why do you think that?"
"Because you don't actually fuck me. You fuck my ass. It's like you're gay or something." She waved her hand with another roll of golden-emerald orbs. Sebastian blushed a dark red, nibbling his bottom lip.
"It's not my fault your vagina is loose."
Grelle turned back toward him, her mouth hanging open. "Excuse me?" she exclaimed, putting a hand on her chest, fingers fanned out. "My vagina is too loose for you?" She glared at him, crossing her arms. "If I'm so loose, then get the fuck out of my house! Don't even bother thinking about our child. Just fucking leave."
Sebastian stood up and pulled on his clothes. "You know what, Grelle? I'll gladly leave. You're a fucking bitch. I will take that child if you don't want it, but you had better not fucking raise it to be like you or I will fucking kill myself." He stormed out.
"She's a fucking whore!" Sebastian screamed as he entered Ciel's room.
Ciel looked up from a book at his raging best friend. "Who?"
Sebastian gave Ciel the dirtiest look. "Who the fuck do you think? Grelle. She's a bitch. I hate that I asked her out. I shouldn't have ever slept with her in the first place. This has been a waste of two months of my life." He grabbed one of Ciel's lamps, throwing it against the wall and smashing it. Ciel sat up further on the bed, pulling his knees to his chest. "You know, if it weren't for getting her pregnant, I wouldn't have even fucking asked her out." He growled and threw a punch straight into the wall, making a fist-sized hole there.
Ciel jumped up from the bed and looked at Sebastian with giant bicolored eyes. "Sebastian, calm down!" he cried, shaking slightly as memories of his past flew through his mind. The raven-haired male turned his crimson eyes on Ciel, their color fading from the bone-chilling red to their natural hazel. His expression softened and he sat on the bed, defeated.
"I… I'm sorry, she just pisses me off so much." Sebastian put his face in his hands, sighing. "I can't stand her. I'm half-tempted to tell her to abort our child, Ciel."
"Well, you don't really need to worry about that." Ciel rolled his heterochromatic eyes to the ceiling. "She's not pregnant anyways," he said nonchalantly.
Sebastian's head snapped in Ciel's direction. "What did you just say?"
"Oh, Grelle. She's not pregnant." Ciel shrugged his shoulder and pulled his cell phone from his pocket, opening up a picture he'd snapped with the camera. He handed his phone over to Sebastian and watched as his best friend began to read aloud:
"Dear Diary, Bassy has no idea I'm faking the pregnancy. It's been a beautiful month since we've started dating and I couldn't be happier. Though, the less vaginal sex we have then the less time I have with him as my boyfriend. Boo! Bassy is just too irresistible. I just want him all for myself!"
A reddish tint flooded into his eyes once more as he read the diary entry. His hand tightened around the phone, the screen cracking under his grip. Ciel backed up once more, his back hitting the wall and he sunk to his knees. Sebastian stood from the bed, his expression murderous. He twisted around and threw Ciel's phone against the wall, seeing it smash into several pieces.
"That fucking bitch!" he screamed, storming out of the room.
HellsButler: Oopsie daisy, this is short! Moar shit to come. Like literal shit. People will be pooping. Maybe.
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