"So, Ms. Mirasuka-,"

"You don't have to be formal to me. Call me Lucy."

"All right . . . Lucy. So, where is my sister?"

"There she is."

"Th-That's not her."

"It is, I assure you."

"She has black hair! My sister had blonde hair."

"I'm telling you that she is, in fact, your sister."

"Then why does she look like that?"

"Well, she was reborn after she committed suicide. She is a new person, free from the torments of her human life."

"Wait, what do you mean, 'free from the torments of her human life'?"

"Oh, that's right; you're a rookie demon, so you don't know the ropes around here, so let me tell you. When people die, they have three option: get collected, become an angel if their soul is 'pure' enough, or become one of us."

"But I didn't die and I became a demon."

"Technically, you did when you fulfilled your contract. If you didn't kill that demon, your soul would have been devoured, but regardless, there is one other option for people who commit suicide. At that moment, they become gods of their own lives and with that, they become new beings: Gods of Death, or more commonly known: Grim Reapers."

"The Grim Reaper exists? I thought it was just a myth."

"(Chuckle) You're a demon and you question the existence of Grim Reapers?"

"Good point."

"There are actually more than one Grim Reapers in this world, unfortunately. I mean, they are not as bad as angels, but they are just as annoying. Grim Reapers' appearances change and they have no memory of their past. She is a new slate and . . . this is a rare opportunity. Usually, those infernal creatures will hurry up and retrieve their recruits, but it's rare that we find one first."

"What does that mean?"

"That means, if we're careful, we might find a way for her to become a honorary demon."

"Hello? Who's there? Why can't I see anything."

"Oh, that's right, Grim Reapers are blind as shit without their famous spectacles. Here, let me help you with that." (Snap)

"Oh, I can see. Thank you."

"Lily, are you all right?"

"Who's that?"

"That's your name, dearie. I'm Lucille Mirasuka, but you can call me Lucy and this man over here is your brother, Bastille."

"My . . . brother?"

"Yes and I promise to be there with you no matter what. You'll never be alone ever again."

"Again? What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter now. Just know that I will always be there for you."

Lilliana slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was a bit blurry, but only because she needed to wake up more. The room was still dark since it was still early morning outside. No sunlight filled the room. She stirred in her bed a bit before she realized how cold the bed was. Too cold. She remembered being wrapped in warmth last night and for some reason, it was all gone. As her vision became less blurry, she saw that there was a single candle on the other side of the bed. Did they leave it on all night? No, it would have been completely melted by now. Wait, she could actually see the candle. There wasn't another body blocking her vision. Now she remembered something. Where the hell was Sebastian?

"You're awake, I see," his voice said. She looked around and saw that he was buttoning up his collar shirt. "Did I make too much noise?"

"No, you didn't. I just . . . had a weird dream," she said softly.

"About what, may I ask?"

"Well, now that I think about, I can't remember it."

"Dreams do have a funny way of disappearing, don't they," he said as he approached her and gave her a morning kiss. "I wasn't too rough last night, was I?"

"My, someone is being a little cocky in his abilities," she said teasingly as she sat up. He could see the blue nightgown that she put on right after they had sex and knew underneath that, there was nothing else but her bare skin. For a while now, they have shared a room, including the same bed. However, despite spending every night together, her Reapers duties always got in the way. When she would come home in the late hours, she was too tired to do anything, so when they did spend time with each other, they would make sure it was special.

"Were you not satisfied," he asked in confusion.

"You got the job done."

"I simply got the job done? My, if I couldn't satisfy a woman, then what kind of butler would I be? However, I'm afraid I have work to do this morning."

"What time is it?"

"Three in the morning, my dear."

"You wake up Ciel at eight o'clock. What could you possibly be doing for five hours?"

"I need to prepare breakfast and clean the manor before those bumbling idiots make a mess of things."

"It takes you maybe two hours at most to clean this whole manor and make breakfast. You have enough time to show me your true powers," she said perversely.

He chuckled, but said, "As much as I would love to, I'm afraid I have work to do. Please get some rest in the meantime."

"Oh, you're no fun," she said as she rested her head on her pillow. With those words in mind, he left the room and closed the door behind him. If satisfaction is what she wanted, then satisfaction was what she was going to get and then some.

"Lucille, what the hell are you doing bringing me to the human world? You know how much I hate being here."

"I know, Father, but I need to show you something. It's going to change everything."

"Like you said last time when you showed me your soul magic? How is that going, by the way?"

"It's gotten better since I last showed you. Bastille, bring her out."

"What the fuck, Lucille! That's a fucking Grim Reaper!"

"Yes, but those bastards haven't claimed her yet. In fact, we beat them, a very rare occasion."

"What are you getting at?"

"I'm saying that this creature has a chance to become . . . a demon, that is, if you find her worthy."

"Hm (footsteps). What is your name?"

"Lily."

"Lily, what a simple name, but beautiful in its own merit. You're Bastille's sister?"

"Yes."

"Well, you already have my attention, but I can't just turn anyone into a demon. They must prove themselves. Bastille killed the demon that fulfilled his contract, corrupting his soul to damnation, but all she did was kill herself. If she wants to become a demon like her brother, then she has to learn how to become one. Lucky for you, I will teach you personally, that is, if you're willing to learn."

Lilliana opened her eyes, but noticed something was off. The room was still dark. Did she not sleep for that long? However, her blanket wasn't over her. In fact, she was on her side in the middle of the bed. She tried getting up, but when she did, she noticed that her hands were tied behind her back. She tried pulling forward, but there was a rope tying her to the bed. "What the fuck," she tried to say, but there was a makeshift gag in her mouth made of cloth. She tried to remove it, but forgot that her hands were tied behind her back. Though, it gets stranger.

Although she remembered wearing a nightgown before falling asleep, she was now wearing a tight-fitting corset and panties. The corset was red with black decorative designs, but it was tight around her and it made it hard for her to breathe, especially since she had the gag in her mouth. How in the hell could women wear these all the time? Matter of fact, who the fuck did this to her? Her panties were also red with black designs. It reminded her of what Grell would wear. Now, before you jump to any conclusions, she never saw him in his underwear. Katia did. Apparently, before she was forced into rehabilitation, she was living with Grell at his house and it seemed impossible for two women(ish) to not see each other undress. For some reason, Katia told her what kind of underwear he would wear, which didn't surprise Lilliana, but she still didn't want to know in the first place. Regardless, who the hell dressed her in this outfit?

Suddenly, the door opened and in came that devilish butler in his usual tuxedo and smirk. "I see you couldn't stay asleep for long."

"What the hell is going on," she tried to say through the gag, but her words were muffled.

"I couldn't quite hear you, my lady. Are you surprised by the state you are currently in," he asked. She had no choice, but to nod. "I remember you saying that I simply got the job done and wanted me to show you my true powers."

"I didn't think you would do this," she tried to say. He chuckled at the sight and walked toward the bed, making sure that he was behind her. She tried to turn around, but he pushed her face away so that she couldn't see him.

"You know, lingerie is quite fetching on women and I love undressing them to see what patterns and colors their lingerie reveals. Though, you, my lady, never seem to wear any. Why is that?"

"I don't see the point," she tried to say. "Wait, where the hell did you find this?"

"While you were asleep, I managed to find a store selling lingerie and picked out something that I would love to see on you. It does look sexy on you, doesn't it," he said as he licked the exposed area of her back, from the corset to the nape of her neck, making her arch her back in pleasure. Once he reached her neck, he began to kiss the sides, making her moan a bit before he started to bite it. However, she was one of the few who enjoyed being bitten during sex, especially when blood dripped down her neck. Not too much though; he wasn't a vampire, but he sure did like the taste of her blood. As she started to breathe harder, he noticed that she was having a difficult time breathing and said, "Oh dear, it seems that I have made the corset a little too tight. Would you like me to take this off?"

"Please," she said and even though she had the gag in her mouth, he could tell what she said.

"I thought so, my lady," he said as he slowly pulled the strings out of the holes. As the corset became looser, Lilliana was able to breath better, but it was short lived as he started to lick her spine area, making her not only arch her back, but close her eyes and try to bite her bottom lip, even though she was only biting into cloth. Soon, he finished and placed the corset to the side. Before he did anything else, he cut the rope tying her to the bed with his sharp fangs, allowing him to turn her around and show him her blood red eyes and exposed breasts. "No matter how many times I see these, I never grow weary of them," he said as he stared into her eyes a bit. That red color always excited him. He never knew why, but the only conclusion he could come to was that it was unique for both Grim Reapers and demons. No one really had that exact shade of red in their eyes, especially at times like these. "And these breast are always succulent as ever," he said before laying her on her back on the bed and putting his lips to the tender skin of one of her breasts. She did try to resist the pleasure; she knew that he was trying to prove a point thanks to her big mouth. She wanted to act like it didn't affect her though it was clear as day that she enjoyed it. He then proceeded to suck on her nipple while he started to fondle her other breast. Now, she couldn't pretend. She was breathing fast and her eyes were almost rolling inside her head.

"D-Dammit, Sebastian," she said in between breaths.

"What? Are you not feeling enough pleasure? Your body seems to be disagreeing with you," he said as he licked her hard nipple with his tongue. The saliva gave her a chill as she could feel the cold air hit her wet skin. "Or do you want me to pleasure you somewhere else?" She looked at him with curious eyes as he began to kiss her stomach and kept going further down until he reached her panties. Though, instead of taking the red fabric off, he instead inserted his fingers underneath them and into her, causing her to moan through the gag. "I want you to beg me to fuck you," he said as he started to thrust his two long fingers in her. She couldn't help, but pant like a dog at the pleasure given to her. Though it was nothing like the real thing, he managed to pleasure her the same. The gag muffled her moans and pants, but he knew she was enjoying herself and his wet fingers were proof. She liked it a lot more than she would like to admit it.

"Fuck! Fuck! Oh my fucking Lucifer, Sebastian!"

"You better not think of any other men than me," he teased as he thrusted his fingers harder into her, but at this point, even the panties were getting wet. She even started to move her hips with the rhythm of his fingers so she could maximize the pleasure. After all, she was so close to cumming. "Don't cum quite yet," he said as he pulled his fingers out of her. She looked at him with disappointment in her eyes, but she immediately closed them as he pulled down the panties and she felt his mouth on her pussy, licking it and inserting his tongue inside her.

"Shit!" He could hear her moan even louder, but was too distracted by the taste and smell of her pussy to care. He didn't do this much, but he could clearly see that she was enjoying this now more than she ever did. "Sebastian!"

"What, my dear," he said as he stopped to look at her.

"Fuck me!"

"What was that," he said as he loosened the knot holding the cloth gag, letting her mouth free.

"I said 'fuck me'," Lilliana said clearly.

Sebastian chucked as he said, "You are an impatient woman, aren't you?"

"Stop teasing me and fuck me already," she said.

"Oh, all right, but I need your mouth for a bit," he said as he finally started to remove his tailcoat and vest. He made sure that he was painfully taking his sweet time to make her beg for him when he was done, which was working.

"Hurry up please!"

"No, you need to learn patience. There is a reason why I tied your arms behind your back. If they were free, you would rip my clothes off." She pouted, but watched as he removed the buttons on his collar shirt painfully slow until all was left was his trouser. He then unzipped them so that his penis was hanging out of the zipper area. He got on his knees on the bed as he yanked her hair so that she would get closer to his member. "You know what I want." She nodded as she closed her eyes and inserted his penis in her mouth. "Ugh, yeah, that's the spot," he said in between heavy breaths. She began to move her head back and forth and he couldn't help, but moan in pleasure. Now it was his turn to be on the receiving end and she didn't want to disappoint. Thought, his penis was too big to fit in her entire mouth . . . she had to try. As she moved closer to him, she tried swallowing as much of him as she could, even if her gag reflexes were trying to stop her. She could feel his erect penis in the back of her throat, but she did it all for his pleasure. It was clearly working since he was now moaning loudly. "Fuck! You're good."

"I know I am," she said with his dick in her mouth and continued to suck more and more. Eventually, he was close and she knew it. This time, she moved her head faster, not deeper, but it still got the job done. Soon, his white semen filled her mouth and the back of her throat and she had no choice, but to swallow it all.

"Fuck, I forget that you are rather skilled at that," he said as he tried to catch his breath.

"I only reciprocated the pleasure you gave me."

"Well, it's not over," he said as he pushed her back on the bed, this time with her stomach and face touching the bed, but her ass in the air. "I think it's time for me to be inside of you."

"Oh, please," she said. With those words, he slowly inserted his penis inside her . . . but in the wrong hole. "SeBAStian," she said with a bit of worry as she felt something big enter her asshole.

"You wanted satisfaction, correct? I'm sure your lovely vagina has had enough pleasure, but this hole has been neglected all this time and I thought it was finally time to show you what you were missing," he said as he inserted all of himself inside her ass. She started to scream loudly, but he quickly put the gag over her mouth. "We don't want to wake up the entire manor with your screaming." Once he was ready, he started to slowly thrust in her and though it was slow, she was already moaning and panting loudly. This was always a sensitive hole for women since they don't do much with it, especially during sexual intercourse, so if a woman was bored of the usual vaginal sex, Sebastain knew what to do to spice things up.

"Seb . . . Sebas . . . Harder," she said through the gag. She never felt this much pleasure before. True, it hurt when he first put his big dick in her and stretched her ass, but she quickly got used to the feeling and let him just take over. Soon, his pace fastened and she was practically yelling at the increase of pleasure.

"Are you close, Lilliana?"

"Harder," she yelled.

"I'll take that as a yes. How close?"

"Very!"

"Oh, I wonder what would happen if I did this," he said as he inserted his fingers back into her pussy, this time, making her scream. Thank Lucifer for that gag or else she would have definitely woke up the manor. She tried fighting it, but she couldn't help the fact that she wanted to cum. This was all so fucking good to her. Very fucking good! In fact, it's the best sex they ever had!

"Lilliana, when you cum, I want you to scream as loud as you can into a pillow. I want to hear how well I fucked you," he said with a smirk. She did as she was told and put her face into a pillow and just let it all out. Her whole lower body spasmed as she came. Her scream, even covered with both a pillow and gag, was pretty loud that anyone walking by their room could hear her. Sebastian felt her tense up in both her pussy and ass as she came and he released every drop of his seed within her. He pulled out of her and just laid on top of her in exhaustion. She better have been satisfied. If that didn't do it for her, then he didn't know what to do. Maybe a threesome, but who would be willing to fuck her? Katia? Nah. Grell? Fuck no. William? . . . Maybe.

They caught their breaths as they both noticed that the sun finally came out of hiding and started to illuminate the room. "Just in time," she said in between breaths.

"So, how was that," he asked as he finally released her bindings and she was allowed to move. He then released the gag from her mouth and tossed it to the side.

"Sebastian, I have to be honest with you . . . that was the best sex I have ever had! You really proved me wrong."

"I'm glad to hear that. I wouldn't know how to top that."

"If you just keep doing that, you'll be able to satisfy me every time," she said as she pushed him onto his back and put her head on his chest. "But next time, I want to ride you as well. It felt so fucking good."

"Will you be able to work today?"

"I'm gonna try, but if my ass hurts, then I'll just say I feel sick. Now, even with a sore ass, I can't miss my Reaper duties, so let's see how this . . . plays out," she said as her exhaustion finally caught up with her and she drifted off to sleep.

"Let my sister go!"

"She is a Grim Reaper and must act like one. Having her in your presence would further corrupt her."

"How dare you say that to me! I vowed to protect her!"

"How could a demon possibly protect a Grim Reaper without corrupting her? She has already devoured souls and her eyes are that unholy red color. We must rehabilitate her to obey Reaper Law."

"You know guys, it's quite pathetic to see a demon, especially one high in the ranks, fight for this Grim Reaper. He's even willing to risk his life for this . . . abomination. This must be embarrassing for Lucifer to see."

"Don't you dare hurt my little sister!"

"Oh don't worry, we won't. We are going to make her see the error of her ways and transform her into a full-fledged Grim Reaper, though at this state, we can't even call her that. She is more like . . . a Rogue Reaper."

Ok, when I started this chapter, I meant it to be a little smut while proceeding to the next episode, but I got a little carried away. I have been reading a little too much of a Sebastian x Grell x William fanfic and it gave me an idea: butt sex! Yeah, so that's how this chapter came to be, but I'm not ashamed. Plus, I might as well add a bit of backstory in between all that delicious smut. Do you like it? Also, can you suggest anymore Sebby x Grell x Will fanfics? I'm kinda hooked.