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To Be Loved by Darkness	By : RhinoaLunar Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 8799 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso. Jeze and I are merely avid RPers and writers who love and admire her work. We don't make money on this. Its all for fun. Any original characters will be labeled as such as they come into the story.

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To Be Loved By Darkness

Chapter 11

The Cast:

Sebastian Michaelis: Rhinoa Lunar

Ciel Phantomhive: Jezebelle Anne Harris

William T. Spears: Rhinoa Lunar

Grell Sutcliff: Jezebelle Anne Harris

Lizzie: Rhinoa Lunar

Undertaker: Jezebelle Anne Harris

Lord Frederick: Rhinoa Lunar

Yuki 3: Jezebelle Anne Harris

Lady Josephine: Rhinoa Lunar

Einin/Sarah: Rhinoa Lunar

More are sure to come. We’ll keep you posted.

Also a reminder bo-chan means young master while bouchan is slang for erection.

Chapter Eleven

Lies and Impeccable Timing

          Sebastian had insisted that Ciel take dinner in the staterooms just in case he was still ill. There was a knock at the main door and he promptly answered it allowing Josephine inside. The girl smiled widely and had a glow about her. Sebastian cocked his head to the side. He knew why she was so pleased yet could not figure out when it had occurred. He watched her slip into "his" room to change and went to Ciel. “Bo-chan...It would seem that our friend is off for round two this evening.”

          “Round two? Does she require more clothes?” Then Ciel seemed to catch the meaning, surprised that Josephine had managed to get a woman in her girl's clothing, and even "get lucky" as it were. “Send her in...If she's already had her fun I don't want to risk her being caught in men's clothes and unable to get a lifeboat this evening.”

          “I was about to knock actually, Louis...Though my companion earlier called you by another name...Just how closely related are you to the late Earl Ciel Phantomhive?” Josephine entered the room looking very much the part of a young man save the hair she was busy trying to tuck under a hat. “Yuki had some interesting things to say about you. She said I should ask what really happened to your eye and take a peek under that patch you always wear.”

          “Yuki...She's insane. I told you not to associate with her. I knew something like this would happen...I lost my eye in an accident long ago. She has always been overly suspicious of me. Honestly, how could I be Ciel Phantomhive after so many years? He would have certainly aged like your mother has...” But he could see his speech was having no effect on her. And she was coming closer to the bed quickly. “Josephine don't believe a word that woman says.”

          “She said you sold your soul and were remade by her. She also said you would lie to me.” Josephine paused, eying Louis with suspicion. “I find it funny that you jump to the conclusion that she said you WERE Ciel Phantomhive when I never said any such thing. I merely asked how close you were related. She did in fact say you were him, in case you were wondering. Now, what really happened to your eye? I thought we trusted each other.”

          “If you trust me then how could you believe her rubbish? I merely inferred you meant Ciel to be the other name she'd called me by.” Ciel could feel his hands trembling. This was too much, too close. He couldn't give himself away already, having only returned to the mortal world barely a week ago. “My eye was taken out when I fell off a horse years ago, I would show you but it is too gruesome a sight for a young lady.”

          “Yuki said your eye was intact behind that patch and marked somehow that would make it obvious she spoke the truth. If you won't tell me she said Sebastian would have to if I knew the correct way to ask him. Though I would rather you agree to speak openly with me.”

          At this statement Sebastian's eyes showed a slight fear. He meant for Ciel to see it and know the girl spoke the truth. Perhaps if she was in good relations with Yuki they would have better luck negotiating the terms and conditions of Ciel's new body with the shinigami as well. This might not be a bad thing to share with the girl.

          “Josephine, I respect you greatly. I don't want what that woman says to ruin our friendship. I don't want what you see to ruin our friendship. I have never wanted a friend before...It would be best if you forgot all of this mess and went on with your life.” Ciel could see Sebastian's looks of fear, but he was trapped in his own fear right now. He was sure devout Jo would hate him and herself if his history was revealed. While he couldn't explain it he never wanted her to hate him that way.

          “Forget it? Then it does have some truth.” Josephine's face sank a little but she remained determined. “I understand you wish to protect my mother but I have to do this.” Josephine turned her attention to Sebastian. “Sebastian, you are an honest man who does not lie. Does that boy still have both of his eyes?”

          Sebastian nodded in defeat.

          “Is he hiding a mark under that eye patch that is not the result of a riding accident?”

          Again Sebastian nodded. He wished Ciel would say something. Break his silence before any trust Josephine had in him was gone. Perhaps Ciel could hear his thoughts. He pleaded with Ciel to speak silently. He did not want to answer anything more.

          “Sebastian, do you still tend to and publicly serve Ciel Phantomhive?”

          “Sebastian I order that you do not answer that.” Ciel glared at Josephine, angry someone would go above his head and ask such things of his lover and master. If he ever saw Yuki again she would lose her life for this, he swore as he pulled away his eye patch and allowed Josephine to see what was truly underneath, the process also calling to Sebastian, the eye glowing faintly. “I am Ciel Phantomhive. Are you satisfied? Is it what you wanted? Your world turned upside down?”

          “But how? Surely you could not have done something so wicked as to sell your soul. Why are you still so young? And why did you not trust me?”

          “I did sell my soul. Your mother never knew what happened before the first fire to take my home, but I was tortured and killed by a group of men, and no longer believing in God I called out to the darkness and received Sebastian. We have been together a very long time Josephine. He destroyed my enemies and gave me this new life. Had I trusted you with this information, had I after only two days decided you were trustworthy, would you even have believed this story?” Ciel's voice had grown cold. He hated to relive the past, and he hated to be called a liar, especially when he deserved the title. Jo seemed frantic, but was it not she who had demanded this information from him just moments ago?

          “But that would make Sebastian...” Josephine's eyes fell upon the butler.

          “I am one HELL of a butler.” Sebastian allowed his eyes to flash and glow as he spoke revealing his true nature. Josephine fell to her knees. “You protected mother from all of this? She never did know why you were so sad.”

          “I always loved Lizzie...I still do. I had to see her one last time before...She was my dearest friend then, even if I never loved her romantically as she did me...” It was surprisingly harder to discuss Lizzie than it had been to discuss his own death, but that was the nature of the world. He had betrayed Lizzie, he had never gotten the chance to say goodbye to her. Now her daughter would see him as a monster. She would tell Lizzie, and break her heart all over again. “You have to see why I thought she should never know.”

          “Don't tell mother. It will break her heart. I am not mad at you for that. Mother is...She is fragile. But I am not.” Josephine stood seemingly powered by her anger. A look of determination that Ciel could recognize. This girl was losing faith, but determined to go on. “I will not keep secrets from you and I would hope you follow my example, Ciel. I cannot say I understand this entirely, but I won't tell anyone. I'll be back soon. I need to go get some air.” Josephine did not wait for a reply. She bolted out the door and down the halls. She ran until her legs could no longer move and she had little clue where she was. Looking around her she had stumbled to Yuki's rooms. Nervous and yet wanting to apologize for her behavior earlier, she chanced to knock at the door.

          Yuki was busy enjoying a meal in her suite. It was after dinner and she had managed to lure a horny young gentleman back into her staterooms for a night of enjoyment. She'd pegged him as the kinky type, and laughed as she remembered placating him with a few kisses, a view of her underthings. He'd let her tie him up, and from there it had been so simple to decapitate him over the tub, having to waste most of the blood, but catching enough to make for a delicious table wine. With her bare hands and a few other tools she'd made him into more manageable bits, all of which now lay upon the small card table before her. She sipped the blood in a wine glass and was slowly working her way through his left thigh when she heard the inconvenient knock at the door. Her white dress was soaked down the front in blood, her hands and face stained red, the substance was everywhere, even in her jet black hair. Hastily wiping away what she could she called, “What is it?” Whoever it was would make a lovely side dish. Yuki opened the door a crack, just enough to realize who it was and sighed. “Oh sweetling...I wasn't expecting company so late...”

          Josephine brushed past Yuki, not noticing the mess on her dress front just yet, determined to say what she knew she should. She had behaved rudely earlier and for nothing as Yuki had been right. “I must ask that you pardon my lack of manners this evening but I have something I need to say to you in regard to earlier. You were right...” Josephine nearly vomited at the gruesome sight before her. It looked like a butcher's slaughterhouse and yet...It appeared these cuts were not of any animal she knew. No, these were human pieces. She gathered her thoughts and her mind reeled even as her stomach continued to lurch. “Yuki...What have you done?”

          “What I must do to live...I am a predator.” Yuki in the full light was a horrifying sight, her skin having gone ice cold and pale as snow, the gristly red stain on her skin the only pigment. Her coal eyes were dead, like eyes made of glass, only an imitation of life, too shiny but too dull. “Oh dear...Sweetling, I had hoped to protect you from this horror by revealing Ciel's...There are things in this world human eyes must never see.” Her voice was raw, but flat and toneless, as if she had been screaming before, but had lost her will to fight.

          “Then either God does not exist or else, He is far from what I have come to understand. Protect me you say? By exposing the horror that my new friend protected my fragile mother's heart? Or that his butler is not of this world? Nothing I have ever known either of them to do amounts to this. Did this poor soul suffer, Yuki? Or were you at the very least merciful in your lack of regard for life?” Josephine had no idea what to do but the anger in her was mounting. She had come to apologize for treating Yuki like a monster for lying to her when she had not and now...Now she saw that Yuki was in fact just that, a monster. Josephine clenched her fists at her side in frustration. Tears rolled down her face but her expression never melted from the pure anger she felt.

          “He merely died, sweetling, like they all shall. Everything with a soul will ascend from this world to be rebuilt. All humans die in shame and fear no matter how honored, brave, or faithful their end. We are all animals, devouring each other in the circle of life...” Yuki smiled almost sadly at the girl shaking with rage. There were things human minds could not comprehend. This food had once been a man, but his pain was now over, and to live is suffering, she had ended that. But furthermore he had been listed to die this evening anyway. Who can say where death by drowning, hypothermia, or decapitation are better or worse than the other? “Yet I am sorry you had to see what I am...Because I wasn't completely forward with you darling. I have no soul either, and I haven't for far longer than your precious holy book has existed.”

          Josephine mustered up everything she had at the moment. Rage, bravery, and a desire to prove something like justice did indeed exist in this new world she had seen. She walked up to Yuki and looked her straight in the eyes. “I don't know what you are. And something in me refuses to regret the events of this afternoon...But, Yuki...This is horrible. The look of you sickens me!”

Josephine slapped Yuki across the face with a hard backhand and ran from the room. If Yuki followed her she didn't know. She never looked back. She continued running down halls and stairs becoming lost in the maze of the ship. Finally she came to rest in the cargo hold of the ship. She curled up by a pile of boxes and started crying. She could never go back to the way things were. Perhaps she would not even go back to her parents. She stayed alone in the dark room calming herself and forming in her mind what she might do. She could disembark with Ciel and perhaps he would not mind. But then she would be burdening him. No, she needed a better plan. A way to be a woman of her own design. Most of all she wanted to know why she still could not regret sharing herself with a monster.

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          Meanwhile Ciel was upset, but refused to get out of bed. How could she come in here and stir up all these thoughts of the past as if she had the right to- Ciel sat up quickly, his eyes gone wide as a sudden ping of energy carried a thought to the forefront of his mind, cutting his own thought off midsentence. “Sebastian… Something's happened... Something's changed...Josephine's been added to the list of the dead!”

          Sebastian's eyes flashed red a moment. Protecting Lizzie's family was what Ciel wanted of him. With the workload he had tonight this was not something he needed.   “Are you sure, bo-chan? Do you know where she is? I'll get her right away. There is not much time.”

          “I have no idea where she is. She ran off!” Ciel was angry, but not with Sebastian. How could he let this happen? He should have lied to her, he knew how sensitive women could be. Now for all he knew she was preparing to throw herself overboard and meet Jesus in her own way. “Sebastian,” Ciel's voice was dead serious. “Find and protect her. It's an order.”

          Sebastian bowed low to Ciel. “Yes, my lord.” Then in a flash of black feathers Sebastian was gone from Ciel's sight.

***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    ***    *** William was going over the latest revision of the death note listings. Yuki had at least followed orders and only eaten of the listed individuals. This meant that some part of her was still functioning properly. That was a relief.

          Grell was excited, soon they would be on duty. He could practically feel the pleasant vibrations of his beloved chainsaw buzzing through the corpses, collecting souls...Ah...It made him quite frankly horny as all hell. And that was why he'd gotten dressed in his best. This outfit Will hadn't bought him. He'd taken it from Madame Red ages ago, and had brought it with him just in case. It was red lingerie, fishnet stockings, plenty of black tulle, and frills of course, but the main goal was to reveal himself as a sultry seductress. Hopefully it would pull Will away from his work for a moment. This was the last day of their trip after all, who knew if their relationship would last outside these romance inspiring staterooms. He wanted to show Will that he was appreciated. It was always the other way around.

          “Oh Will-i-am,” Grell called as he pranced across the room, spinning around the back of Will's chair before installing himself on his lover's desk, leaning back and turning off the lamp as one of his high-heeled feet connected with Will's high-backed chair just above the other's shoulder, pushing it back as Grell pulled the book away and shut it, tossing it to the side. “All work and no play makes William a dull boy you know...Spend some time with mee~”

          William was irritated at being interrupted, but the sight of Grell dressed up like that just for him made him somewhat forget he had more pressing matters. He adjusted his glasses and sighed. “And just how could I remain dull with you around? How do you suppose we should occupy ourselves?”

          Grell leaned forward and kissed his lover's lips deeply, pulling away slowly with a wicked grin. He still hadn't removed his foot from Will's shoulder. “Come with me into the bedroom...I know a few things we could do...” Grell spread his legs a tad wider, guiding Will's hands to his firm, smooth thighs.

          “You sweet thing...You sweet wicked thing...” William traced his nails along Grell's thighs teasingly and kissed his lover back. “I can't follow you if you don't let me get out of the chair.”

          “Can't get up? You mean you can't handle little old me~?”

Will arched his eyebrow inquisitively and looked at his lover. “I wouldn't want to hurt you...Too much.”

Grell moved his leg finally, but only down to the armrest of the chair. He grabbed Will by the tie, pulling him up out of the chair and wrapping his legs around his lover's wait as his arms wrapped around Will's neck. “Carry me...I don't open my legs like this for just anyone~”

          Will wrapped his arms around Grell to comply with his simple request to be carried. “I know you don't, love. And I am quite happy with that.”

          “I want to make you even more happy...” Grell had begun to nibble on Will's ear, gently scratching at the back of his neck. He continued more quietly. “I want to show you what you deserve for once, William darling...It isn't always all about me.”

          “And what treats does my lady have in store for me? Other than the lovely outfit that must have taken a lot of effort to put together of course. You look ravishing, my dear.” William stood holding Grell to him and carried the redhead to the bedroom. Sitting down on the bed he teased Grell's thighs gently with his fingertips. He was most definitely intrigued.

            Grell began undressing Will, removing his tie, putting it around his own neck, pushing off his suit coat, unbuttoning his shirt. “You'll have to wait and see! But do you promise one thing? You won't struggle away when I tie you up? A bit of resistance is best...But too much and I suspect you really could get away considering.” Grell kissed Will, grinning widely at the curious but suddenly confused look on his lover's face.

            “We do have work in less than an hour. Sadly you must know we don't have all night. But, if you promise to keep that in mind and allow us time to prepare I will play along with your games, IF they are as amusing as you say.” William kissed Grell hard on the lips then claiming his lover's mouth and demanding Grell part his lips with all urgency Grell had come to know of Will.

          Grell allowed his tongue entrance, but bit at it with his sharp teeth, wanting to make Will wince and not disappointed. He removed Will's crisp white shirt, satisfied it would be wrinkled from being thrown on the floor now. Pulling back from the kiss he grabbed a handful of his lover's hair to roughly tilt his head back, biting into his neck, his teeth drawing blood like a shark bite. The sight of it slowly flowing down his neck and chest was so very beautiful. “But can you handle me William? Your lady loves the color red...”

          “We will soon find out. I love a good challenge.” Will was not exactly into pain, but he was curious as to what Grell had in mind. He had a high pain tolerance and could handle a few bites and scratches easily as long as Grell was not trying to hurt him. Grell could cause real damage if he wasn't careful. But, William trusted the redhead to know when to stop. As such he sat back on the bed and held out his hands palms facing each other and wrists together. “I do believe you said you wished to tie me up, my dear.”

          Grell squealed with delight. This was going just as planned. He hugged Will and kissed his lips, the taste of blood still on them. His lovely lingerie would be bloodstained and ruined it seemed...But Madame Red would have approved of that. “Yes~ To the headboard.” Grell pushed Will's hands up over his head, using the tie he'd saved to bind him to the bed, pulling them tight, even to the point of being slightly uncomfortable. If he had his way his lover would be too distracted by his actions to care that he was losing sensation in his fingers. “Now.., What to do with you…What's your favorite position?” Grell was already using the freshly spilt blood to trace patterns across Will's chest, painting him with the fiery red he loved so much.

          “I love your legs over my shoulders so I can see your pretty face flushed with wanton desire as I fuck you.” Will smiled lustfully at Grell. He too could be a bit teasing and mean, even tied up. And he had no intention of backing down.

          “Mm~ Well that isn't going to happen just yet my darling...So what else would you like me to do to you while you're bound?” Grell knew how much his lover enjoyed teasing him, and he loved it when Will talked dirty. He quickly undid the other's pants, pulling them down and tossing them onto the pile with the rest of Will's now wrinkled clothes. He straddled Will's thighs, taking his lover's cock and using both his hands to stroke him, a moderate pace, not teasingly slow nor fast enough to do much more than get him hard. “Unless you want me to decide...”

          “I thought you had this planned out, dearest.” Will was using a mocking version of his work discipline tone and studying Grell's face. “I'd like to see what you'll do.”

          Grell's smirk melted into a more loving expression, still rendered a bit creepy by his teeth but to Will undoubtedly sexy. “I did have something planned...” Grell leaned in to kiss Will tenderly, a strong contrast to his explosion of kinkiness moments before. He moaned against his lover's lips, caressing Will's thighs, moving up his stomach and chest, touching, exploring him everywhere. “What I wanted to do was worship your godly body...Every inch of it...Then I could show you how flexible I am.”

          Will moaned into Grell's kiss and savored the sensations the redhead was causing in his skin. He felt fingers touching him and when Grell spoke of his flexibility Will shivered with delight. “Flexible now? Oh this should be fun.” Will leaned his head back as Grell continued to have his fun, moaning the entire time.

          “I love you Will.” Grells lips had found their way down his jaw, to his ear, down his neck and past the wound. He nibbled at his lover's collarbone, and kissed and licked every bit of exposed chest, moaning himself as he licked a tender nipple to attention, giving the other similar treatment. “I love you.” His hands were stroking Will's cock again, though he clearly didn't need any help staying erect through this judging by his own sounds of pleasure. “I hope this can continue once we get back to...Well you know...”

          “Nnnn, Grell I...Ah, wouldn't have it any other way...I want to enjoy this as often...Nnnn...As possible...” It was clear William could not contain his moans or conceal his pleasure as he writhed under Grell's skilled touch. Every inch of his body was willing to enjoy what the redhead would give. “I love you too, dearest.”

          Filled with hope, but tired for the moment of being tender, Grell let his wilder side peek through his calm once more. Moving lower still he let his teeth bite into Will again, letting them scrape down his stomach slowly, leaving perfect bloody incisions behind. “Mmm~! William...Such a beautiful color~ I love to see you bleed for me...I wish I could tear you open and see every magnificent red hue~ There are so many different shades inside...It could be like a red rainbow.” Grell had to bite his lip to keep from doing just that. He was insane after all, and for the first time he was sure Will could see that, yet there wasn't very much Will could do if he respected his promise and remained tied up. And even Grell had to admit if he disemboweled Will he would be without a lover and without a job. He merely dipped his fingers into the new blood, making sure to splash it all over Will's stomach and even his cock while at it.

          William took a sharp breath as Grell's teeth dug in with more shock than pain. Grell had been so tender only moments before. His lover looked positively radiant with blood dripping from his lips. William moaned out Grell's name as he played in the blood over his body.

          Finally Grell had played with the blood long enough, and it was back to gentle caresses once more, nuzzling his way from Will's navel downwards. He gently kissed his lover's cock, licking it up and down, on all sides, but not making any move to take it into his mouth. Grell did the same to Will's balls, kissing, licking, sucking ever so lightly. He had never learned how to say I love you with his full emotion behind it, without making it seem like a joke. He hoped this would make Will realize he wanted all of him, just as his lover often said he loved all of Grell's body.

          Will forgot his hands were bound for a moment as he tried in vain to caress Grell's face. He frowned when he realized he could not move but quickly threw back his head and arched his back as Grell kissed and sucked at him making him tingle with delight. Sweat had begun to bead on his brow and chest and the contrast of the cool air and his own body heat added to the sensations. Grell really was loving his body, even the blood play had been a show of that affection. William knew it and accepted it for what it was. Now he moaned and even whimpered thanks to the beautiful redheaded temptress sharing his bed.

          Getting up finally, Grell stole his lover's glasses, putting them away on the bedside table, and rendering him not only bound but blind as well. He knew his love was blind as a bat without them, this was better than any blindfold. “Would you like me to untie you? Or are you satisfied with this?” Grell kissed Will with every ounce of passion he could muster, grinding himself against his lover's body, letting him feel the restraining silk of the lingerie against his cock, the smooth cool fabric teasing him.

          William kissed Grell back as forcefully as he could while restrained. He wanted to leave Grell breathless. He raised his hips so his cock rubbed against the fabric barely covering his lover's ass. Will would not be the one to break this kiss or stop this little game of Grell's. He wanted to see how far his lover would go. Would Grell be able to ride him without feeling his arms wrapped tight around his body? Will doubted it. Or at least, he doubted Grell would let that last too long. No, Grell may start that way but eventually he would want Will to hold him. For that he would have to untie him.

          “Mm...You must want to break free badly,” Grell teased, twisting one of Will's nipples painfully as he continued to grind his ass against Will's erection. If Will thought he was going to lose this game he was wrong. There was just too much fun to be had with his love thoroughly incapacitated. “If you break free I'll let you fuck my ass as hard as you like,..in any position you want...On the bed, against the wall, over the railing outside...I want to see your inner beast so badly William Darling.”

          “Ah but dearest, you'll let me do that regardless. I want to know what you think you'll do for yourself here with me tied up. I know you want me inside you. You want it so bad you can taste it. You need it and aren't sure how to get it unless I give it to you. That is gnawing at your insides even as we speak. You should be working your lovely mouth to prepare me for you or at the very least, wetting your fingers to ready yourself.” Will smiled. He knew the images running through Grell's head would be lots of fun and hoped his lover decided on something soon. His cock was beginning to hurt from being so hard.

          “I was already prepared William...And I am fully prepared to paint you red again if you do not wish to break free.” Grell giggled, licking at the blood dried on Will's neck. “You think I can't ride you this way? I think it would be hard for you to contain yourself if I did. That simple tie isn't too much for you to break is it?”

          “It would be rude of me to break a promise to a lady. Especially one so beautiful when she begs. I think it is you who can't control yourself and you want me to control you instead. I think I will keep my promise and see what you're made of, Grell Sutcliffe.” William smiled knowing that calling Grell by his full name was something he usually did while chastising him at work. Perhaps it would drive his lover to do what it was he really wanted.

          Grell growled, upset that he couldn't overpower Will into breaking his promise, but also decided he would make Will break one way or another. “Very well then. But in that case you won't get your glasses back, And you can't see me strip” Grell got off Will, just long enough to remove his silken panties, leaving the rest on. He tossed the panties onto Will's face, smiling wickedly at the thought Will could do nothing to remove them until his arms were free. Finally he returned to his position stroking his lover's cock a few last times as he guided it into his entrance. He'd indeed stretched before coming out for Will, and by now Will's cock had enough blood on it to serve as a semblance of lube. Grell moaned loudly as he allowed himself to slide completely onto his lover's cock.

          William moaned loudly as Grell slid around him. The redhead's ass was never lacking for tightness and held its heated vice-like grip on him. His lover had indeed prepared himself. The only regret Will had was that he could not see the look of abandon he knew was gracing Grell's lovely face. Soon enough he would hear more than mere moans from his lover. “Nnn, see, you like being on top.”

          “Grr I do not! But It seems like you enjoy it, hm? Maybe you want me inside you instead?” Grell laughed. Okay, no matter how much he loved Will that was never going to happen. But he could practically feel Will tense up at the thought. Instead of waiting for a reply he rose so that Will's cock barely penetrated him, then slammed back down on his lover with all his weight groaning with need as he did. “U-unfortunately I can't show you my moves with you lying on your baack!”

          “But my lady, you said you needed me bound to show me how flexible you are.” William thrust his cock into Grell hard. “Do you mean to say you take that back? If you will concede that you just want me to fuck you until you scream I might be willing to break my promise...Might.”

          “Heh...Not a chance darling~ I can be plenty flexible this way.,.but it may be too tight for you.” Grell placed his hands on the bed to either side of Will's thighs, lifting himself and relocating one leg to just above Will's shoulder yet again, arching his own back dramatically. It was a shame Will couldn't see, but surely based on what he could feel he would surmise what the position change entailed. Now using only his arms and one leg to support himself, Grell began to impale himself on his love's cock once again, the new position doing wonders for him in that it pushed Will directly against his most sensitive spot, causing him to grind desperately against him, wanton moans escaping parted blood rouged lips with every fall.

          William called out Grell's name and moaned again loudly. He was unable to stop from thrusting his hips forward and aiding his lover at hitting his sweet spot. At this rate they would both be finished soon if Grell's noises were any indication. “Oh, Grell...Hnnn. Yes!”

          “Break the tie and get your god damned glasses on...Ah!” Grell forced himself ever deeper, wanting to take Will completely, even though this new position made him much tighter, and the angle made it difficult to reach full penetration with a bit of pain. Grell wanted Will to see how hard he was working himself before they came, to hell with promises, if he could have done it and supported himself enough to keep up his frenzied pace he would have set Will free himself.

          William sprang his hands free and placed them on Grell's hips aiding in his thrusts. “I would deny you nothing, my lady.”

          Grell sat up to let Will's cock fully inside, grabbing Will by the hair and forcing him into a sitting position as he shoved his own glasses onto his face. Now he sat in Will's lap, letting his shinigami overseer thrust into him as he moaned madly with lust, one leg still on the other's shoulder despite the crazy position. “Oh WILL! Oh yes...Oh please~ I-I'm going to...Aaaaah~”

          Will felt Grell's muscles tighten around his cock as warm liquid spurted across his chest. He came inside Grell calling the redhead's name and tugging on his long hair softly.

          It took Grell a few moments to regain coherence, having blacked out with the force of their orgasm. He smiled groggily as he let his leg down and he and William tumbled into the sheets holding each other blissfully. The scent of blood, sweat, and lovemaking was everywhere. Grell lazily reached for Will's glasses, putting them on and laughing slightly at his newly distorted vision, and the sight of his feminine red specs of Will. “I love you,” he whispered again as Will kissed him.

Then there was a horrible sound from far below like demonic nails scraping across a chalkboard from hell, which turned to a deep grinding rumble. Something smashed through the glass in the door leading to their promenade, a sound like rocks scattering upon the wood outside followed. The ship shuddered, slowed, and finally came to a stop. It was possible another person would have felt bad, knowing what he did, but Grell merely let out a whiny, dramatic sigh. “I suppose we should get ready for work...”

          “Indeed.” William adjusted his glasses and grew instantly unattached as was his way while working.

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(A/N: Short one I know but we had to cut it here so the next chapter could be devoted to the sinking of the ship. Next chapter is completely plot based but not to worry, arc two begins with more of the fun times between Ciel and Sebastian and Grell and Will. We don't go too into the details of the reality of the sinking but focus on those you know and love. History told the rest so there's no need to rehash it all. Will Jo be saved in time? What will Arthur be like in his final moments? Hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for the delay. We are still working on the RP but now are both working college students.)
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