To Be Loved by Darkness

To Be Loved By Darkness
Chapter 3

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

**Beta-d by Jezz :P**

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

(In this chapter Ciel and Lizzie meet again...Lizzie's all grown up and has a family of her own but has never forgotten her long lost fiancé. They have a daughter who seems interested in Ciel, er “Louis”, and things look real bad when all of them are at dinner and who other than William T. Spears and Grell Sutcliffe are seated across the room. Will Sebastian be able to avoid the lovesick redhead?)
(When we last left our lovers they were preparing to head for Liverpool so they could sail away on the mighty steamship, Titanic.)

Chapter Three
Awkward Reunion and the Shinigami Assignment
It was the next day and Sebastian had ensured that everything was in order for the ride to Liverpool. While it was not terribly far, it was a considerable distance and he had wanted to make certain that all of Ciel's belongings and a hefty supply of silverware were loaded. After a long journey he checked Ciel into the finest hotel Liverpool had to offer. Ciel had to remind himself that he was Louis Roux now, but it was hard not to hear himself introduced as Earl Phantomhive. He wondered if it was as hard for Sebastian to say as it was to hear, but the demon was always best with these things.
Once they'd checked in Ciel leaned against a wall, eying the crowded lobby with mild disdain. “I should like to go upstairs now. The ride was tedious and I'm too tired for socializing tonight.”
It was then that a cheery voice sounded in the lobby and a lovely blonde woman walked in with six children and a man on her arm. She was overly excited about the boat trip as were her children, three boys and three girls. Sebastian noticed Lady Elizabeth at once and paused to see what Ciel wanted to do. It was the situation they had been dreading.
Before Ciel could turn to take the stairs, that familiar voice pierced his heart, and there was no mistaking it. For a moment it was like the entire room had ceased to exist, all he could hear was Lizzie. He turned slowly to look over his shoulder in her direction and gasped. “She's beautiful...She grew into such a fine lady...And her daughters too...They could have been my children...” He sounded more surprised than sad, and was sure Sebastian would like that.
"Oh Freddie, won't it be fantastic?"
"Yes of course it will. Where the blast is that nanny? Elizabeth, tell me you haven't let her become lost?"
The children were quite varied in age. The eldest was a young man of about seventeen or so while the youngest was a daughter who appeared only four or five. The children were (for the most part) well-behaved. Freddie finally caught sight of someone and waved for her to join them. Paula timidly approached the children and hoisted the youngest girl into her arms. "Let's get you up to your rooms so we can dress you for dinner. There's a lot of important people for your mother and father to meet tonight."
"Quite right you are. Don't dawdle and for Heaven's sake make certain Francis dresses like a gentleman. There are a good number of heiresses who are seeking a husband and he would do well to impress them tonight."
"Oh Freddie, you speak of him as though he were..." Something stopped Elizabeth from speaking as she looked into the crowd. Her face paled as though she'd seen a ghost. "Freddie, darling, go on ahead without me. I'll be along shortly. There's something I need to see about." One could not help but notice that Elizabeth had been staring right at Ciel and Sebastian.
“Bo-chan this will be quite the test won't it?”
Ciel stiffened as they locked eyes across the room. Somewhere inside he knew…or perhaps imagined that he was as easy to recognize to her as she was to him. One thing was certain, Lizzie was quickly making her way through the lobby towards them, and there wasn't anything that could be done. Hiding or leaving now would only be more suspicious.
“I suppose...Are you sure she won't know my face instantly? I'm worried...” If she called him by name here Ciel wasn't sure how he could deny the girl who had once been his best friend.
Sebastian leaned down and whispered, “You are Louis Roux, distant cousin to the late Earl and the one who has inherited his estate, or what is left of it. You have seen his painting and have been told you bear a striking resemblance. Your eye was marred in a riding accident when you were thrown from your horse. Understood?”
Ciel nodded at Sebastian's suggestions. The two had gone over this time and time again on the long ride to Liverpool. He knew the story by heart, but his heart wasn't in it. What's the use of coming back from the dead if you can't reconnect with your old friends? Apologize for all the pain you left them to? But here was proof he hadn't ruined Lizzie's life completely, and for that he was glad.
“Yes, yes...Though don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence...” He waved off Sebastian, dismissed him as Lizzie approached. No, Elizabeth now. She was clearly not a little girl anymore.
Elizabeth approached the pair with a shocked expression on her face. Though she had aged considerably, her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful. Her face gave way to a childlike curiosity for a moment as she neared, but she swiftly regained her composure.
"Excuse me, young sir. I don't mean to be rude but you resemble someone I knew long ago very much. I know it’s impossible but, are you possibly related to the late Earl Ciel Phantomhive? He died many years ago before you were born, you see. We had been betrothed. We were quite close. Your butler too looks so much like his..."
As she introduced herself he couldn't help but smile, thinking how she would whine about having such a flat figure when she was a girl, it was clear she no longer had that problem, though he could see she still favored curls.
Sebastian bowed to Elizabeth deeply with a grand smile. “Lady Elizabeth, it has been many years. I see time has seen you blossom into a fine woman. I am indeed Sebastian, the Phantomhive Butler. When my master passed away I sought work for his family in France. This is Lord Louis Roux, heir to the Phantomhive estate. I have served him for several years.” The demon smiled and waited for Lizzie's reaction. It would set the tone for her role during the journey undoubtedly and he needed to see exactly what the woman would do.
“I-it's a pleasure to meet you Lady Elizabeth. I never knew the late Earl, but I have seen his portrait...There is a mild resemblance, I must admit,” Ciel said once Sebastian has introduced him.
To Sebastian's surprise Elizabeth threw her arms about his neck and held him close. "I never thought I would see you again, Sebastian! You were always so patient with me in those days. Remember when I dressed you in a bonnet to try and make Ciel smile? Oh what you must have thought of me! Young Louis, I must tell you all the lovely stories your butler has failed to mention. Do sit with us at dinner tonight?" Her eyes were pleading as she had finally found a link to a past long forgotten.
Ciel took her hand and kissed it, allowing another smile, knowing that for Lizzie that would be the defining difference between "Louis" and the "Ciel" she knew. They had taken care to dye his hair a darker shade, style it differently, powder his face a bit for color, but there were still too many coincidences, it was his personality that would have to seal the deal. And when she kindly smiled at him in a motherly way and hugged Sebastian he knew he was well on his way to fooling her.
“My butler and I would be honored to join your family this evening. You seem to have many beautiful daughters.”
Elizabeth smiled and winked at Ciel. "You would fare best with Josephine I think. She's about your age. And though it be improper I wish Sebastian to join as our guest." Elizabeth shifted her gaze to the demon. "You've hardly changed a bit."
Sebastian had taken care to alter his own appearance so he would have hints of gray in his once jet black hair. His hope was it would age him enough to fool anyone who might remember him.
"I must go now and dress for dinner. I am so looking forward to it now!" Elizabeth smiled and gave a soft curtsy before turning and heading up the stairs to her room.
Sebastian turned to Ciel and smiled a smug grin. “Shall we, bo-chan? We must dress you and now unexpectedly myself for dinner. After dinner I have a short business meeting with Lord Arthur who is providing us your passage on this trip. He wishes to meet you and ensure I will not allow you to hinder my work for him.” Sebastian motioned for the stairs and guided Ciel to their rooms. He was uncertain how Ciel would take meeting his next meal, but it had been an order so the demon would see that the meeting took place one way or another. He only hoped it would be willingly.
“Meet me...Why should he have any interest in that?” Ciel scoffed, but inside he was nervous, feeling fluttery about the whole situation. First Elizabeth and now this new fellow...He hoped this wasn't an omen of how the entire trip would go. Ciel wasn't sure even Louis Roux was interested in that amount of socializing. He followed Sebastian to his room, which he approved of with a nod before entering and finding a chair to sit in.
“Tonight, can you find out if she married him for love or not? I would never forgive my Aunt if it was forced on her...And what shall I do about her daughter? I only meant to stay in character and now I'll have a date.” The boy frowned, displeased by the fact he would have to pay equal attention to Josephine and Elizabeth when all he wanted was to talk to her himself.
“I am sure you will find a balance. You needn't worry too much about it. I can tell you now of the reasons for the union. It was highly publicized. After the tragic disappearance and death of her young fiancé, the Lady Elizabeth was most distraught. Her parents searched for another suitable match after only a year. Elizabeth mourned her fiancé until her new engagement was announced. Lord Frederick was older but only by a few years. The only other suitor was the vile Viscount of Druitt and her mother refused to even consider him for her daughter. She knew him to be a womanizer and would not have her daughter humiliated. Frederick was kind and gentle but stern, and it was his influence that helped to shape Elizabeth into the woman you met today. She is said to keep a scrap of blue silk on her at all times that was recovered from your bedroom after the fire. She enjoys Frederick's company and they are friendly. One could argue that their love is scarcely more than that but Elizabeth is content. As for the young Josephine, talk with her but do not give her false hopes. She is but fourteen and vulnerable to such things. Lord Arthur requested we meet in the lounge of his rooms here after dinner. He will be attending his guest at dinner and wishes the meeting to be swift so he can "make good use" of her. He is truly distasteful.” Sebastian was clearly disgusted by the thoughts of his current master.
An involuntary shiver went through Ciel at the thought of the Viscount, hopefully that man was now dead...It would be truly unbearable meeting him on this trip. “I suppose it's all very well...Lizzie would have run away from home rather than marry someone she didn't care for at least a bit...And there's nothing I can do to change things now.” He sighed, feeling vulnerable. But the evening wasn't yet over, and by the end of the night he was sure he'd have gone through worse. “For the meeting you'll dress me better than him...And you'll stand by my side, not his. That is my order. We won't stay longer than necessary. Not that I believe you would...” Ciel could feel the tension of Sebastian's animosity towards his meal, and he liked it enough to twist his lips into a grin. “Now then, perhaps I should prepare myself...What use is a butler who's gone gray?”
Sebastian appeared startled but quickly allowed his grin to evolve into one of raw power as he leaned in over Ciel. “I shall just have to show you of what use I can be.” Sebastian nipped playfully at Ciel's chin and throat as he hastily undid the buttons holding his former master's shirt in place. Skillfully he traced his extending claws across the tender thin flesh of Ciel's ribcage. “I must see to it that you eat well tonight, bouchan.” Sebastian used his right hand to pull Ciel close to him while his left did away with the remainder of his clothing. Sebastian continued to kiss and bite at Ciel's pale skin until the last offending article was cast to the floor. That is when he stood upright lightly tossing his lover onto the bed. “Undress me.”
“Come here then,” Ciel pouted. Once Sebastian was in his reach though Ciel began undoing buttons, carefully removing the layers of Sebastian's suit, folding them so as to not be forced to iron again. Once he had reached the buckle of his lover's pants, faster than it usually took him with clothes removal, he began to nibble just within the curve of the demon's hipbone, undoing and sliding off the remaining clothes. “Are you sure we can do this here uninterrupted,?” He was asking, yet even before he could get an answer he was licking insistently at his lover's growing erection. He hadn't done this in a while and found he missed the taste.
Sebastian arched his back slightly to give Ciel full access as he stepped out of the pants that were now dropped at his ankles. The feeling of that small tongue darting over his erection combined with the eager look in his lover's showing eye filled Sebastian with desire. Oh Ciel was definitely going to get it now. But first he would thoroughly enjoy what that mouth could do. Sebastian placed his hands on Ciel's head and ran his fingers through that short hair, twisting it around his fingertips. “Hnnn...Ciel... “ Sebastian moaned quietly above his lover's head.
Ciel nibbled at the underside of his lover's cock, figuring since the demon mutilated his own organ often enough he wouldn't mind a little teeth. “Why don't you tell me what you want for once, hm?” He looked up at Sebastian, so beautiful when he moaned his name, gazing up at him as he attempted to slide his mouth over the demon's thick length. He could only get it so far in on his own, but judging by the sounds his love was making the effort didn't go unappreciated. He pulled his head back, sealing his lips around Sebastian's cock for perfect suction. The boy’s now red lips smacked as he released it with a sly grin, waiting for his butler to direct him further.
Sebastian pondered for a moment, then settled on what would be his delight. With another moan as exquisite teeth tore him slightly open he smiled at Ciel. “I want you to be sure my length is slick because I plan on driving it into you mercilessly whilst you are shoved into the bedpost. I want to run my hand along your body and make you wish you could scream in ecstasy but I won't allow that of course. Your lovely red mouth will be blocked shut with the shirt you just cast off. Now then,” Sebastian said as he leaned back and opened his arms to Ciel. “Take me in as deep as you can and let me see how much you enjoy it. I want to feel the vibrations of your moans while you suck.”
Always ready for a challenge, and also glad Sebastian was giving him the rare luxury of some lubrication, Ciel wasted no time in taking the demon's cock into his mouth a second time. He sucked hungrily, never breaking the suction as his head bobbed up and down on his lover's length. As Sebastian had suggested he found himself moaning with the delight of pleasuring the demon like this. In this position he realized he could take Sebastian deeper into his throat, and forced himself to swallow as much as he could before he had to gag. After a few attempts it became easier and soon he had that delicious organ sliding all the way down his small throat, the vibrations of his moans traveling through it even more sensually this way.
Sebastian kneaded Ciel's hair as that small mouth worked miraculously over his hard cock. He couldn't help the moans that slipped from his own lips as they betrayed him. “Oh, Ciel...” The demon knew he should soon stop and force the shirt into his lover's waiting mouth so he could throw him into the bedpost, but Ciel had followed his instructions beautifully. When Sebastian knew he needed to do just that he pulled Ciel up by his hair and kissed him greedily.
Those moist swollen lips begged to be claimed as he devoured the mouth in a heated kiss. Sebastian swiftly pushed the silken shirt into Ciel's mouth and shoved him forward roughly, but not enough to hurt him. “Bouchan, I suggest you hold on tight.”
Sebastian slapped Ciel's displayed ass playfully before thrusting in hard and deep. He hoisted Ciel up so that their hips would meet. Sebastian was careful to guard Ciel from slamming certain parts of his body into the mahogany post, though Ciel's thigh was taking a beating. Sebastian stroked Ciel's erection in time with his thrusts and nipped his neck lightly. “Oh Ciel...!” Sebastian's moans and pants grew mildly louder though he maintained enough quiet so as not to draw suspicion from outside the room.
Ciel screamed against the shirt in his mouth but was held in a way he couldn't remove it. A part of him was glad for it because his body was in so much bliss he was sure the neighbors would complain if they could hear him now. Sebastian's thrusts were strong, almost desperate, and Ciel had to wonder if he truly had that effect on the demon, making him need him this badly all the time. The time for thought was quickly past however as skilled hands found his cock and worked him in time with his lover's complete assault of penetration.
It was hardly ten minutes before he could feel his release approaching, and to his surprise and delight, as he came he could feel Sebastian's warm seed spill inside him accompanied by a soft cry of joy, only driving him over the edge faster. “Sebastian,” he tried to cry out as he came, but the gag wouldn't allow it and he could only squirm in ecstasy as they finished and Sebastian laid him onto the bed, removing the troublesome shirt from his mouth at last.
Sebastian curled onto the bed with Ciel after he was finished and buried his face in the crook of his lover's neck. “I love you so. How is it you can do that to me so easily?”
“It's my pleasure to love you, Sebastian...You know that.”
Softly Sebastian kissed Ciel on his cheek and brushed away the eye patch. He ran his fingers under the eye bearing his mark and smiled. Then Sebastian leaned over Ciel and kissed the lid of the marred eye. It was a tender and sweet gesture but it was also clearly an act of possession.
Ciel didn't flinch as the eye patch was removed. The thing had been more of a bother than it had been in his previous life, for now he could see with this marked eye despite the scarring. He felt a shiver move through his soul again when Sebastian kissed him there, though he couldn't explain why. “Yes...I am yours...I still bear your mark. But I wish you would wear a mark to prove you are mine... Despite your necessary meals.” Ciel sighed quietly. “I still can't help but worry.”
Sebastian reached over and gently pulled the heavy blue ring from Ciel's thumb and moved it to the boy’s left ring finger where it fit perfectly. “When the rescue boats land at port we shall go to Tiffany's in New York and purchase something more to your liking if you wish, bouchan. I am forever yours.” Sebastian leaned forward and kissed his love with a tenderness not reflected by the recent events.
Ciel found himself blushing furiously. He hadn't thought that was what he was asking, but now that it was clear Sebastian had taken it that way there was no denying his words could have been meant as a proposal. There was no doubt what Sebastian intended the ring to symbolize, but even this ring wasn't on Sebastian's finger. Ciel smiled softly, seeming distant in thought. He eyed the ring before sliding it off and turning it this way and that in the light. “No, there are no Phantomhive heirs left for this to go to...In New York we will have it broken up. I want the diamond split into two pieces, so that you can wear the other.”
“Bo-chan, are you certain?” Sebstian was shocked beyond measure but the joy he felt far outweighed the shock. He scooped up Ciel to claim his mouth in a kiss and then curled up next to him. They had a few hours before dinner and he wanted to simply lay in his lover's arms for a time.
Ciel laughed at his lover's expression, and for perhaps one of the first times since he'd met Sebastian it was a true, childlike laugh of joy. He cuddled close to Sebastian, nuzzling the other's hair and breathing in his scent, making sure to put the ring back onto its new finger.
“I'm certain. I don't know how this will make any sense at all but I am absolutely certain about it.”
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Later that evening Sebastian led Ciel to the hotel's restaurant. The chef's special that evening would be rack of lamb in a specialty sauce, accompanied by potato gratin and a starter course of ratatouille. As expected Elizabeth and her family were seated at one of the nicest tables where two open seats had been reserved. The dining hall was crowded with old and new wealth.
A familiar voice sounded from a table to the back and Sebastian's eyes rolled in disgust. With any luck the buffoon would not see him. But where Sebastian was considered, how had any encounter with the shinigami Grell Suttcliffe EVER been lucky? At least the calm voice conversing with him belonged to the familiar face of William T. Spears. That at least was lucky. William had an obvious interest in the flamboyant redhead and a strong dislike for Sebastian's kind so it was a possibility that Grell might, at least for show, remain as far away from the demon as possible.
Grell Sutcliffe, beautiful temptress that she was, was much displeased with the drab garb she was being forced to wear. The flamboyant shinigami hadn't bothered with a human disguise since the days of Madame Red, when he'd pretended to be a butler. What a joke! If it wasn't for his fear of his handsome yet frightening boss he would have gladly gone undercover as a radiant woman, whispered of and admired by all. Instead, here he was, sitting across from said boss, trying to keep from what the other referred to as "indecent behavior,” and wondering whether he would really be fired if he refused future dates.
As attractive as Will could appear, he was rather dull conversation-wise, being so uptight. “After dinner we should go for a romantic moonlit stroll along the beach...I could dress more appropriately and nobody could tell...” Grell was saying, trying to somehow change William's mind about the disguise.
Before the other could reply, though, he seemed to see something out the corner of his eye and tensed visibly before responding. Grell was intrigued. Undertaker had refused rooms in this fancy hotel, and most other shinigami hadn't yet arrived. “What was that?” He cut the other off mid-sentence to ask, dropping his fork in the process and proving he had no manners.
Will dreaded what was sure to come now. And here he had thought the night was going so well. He had finally convinced Grell to go out in public with him in proper attire and they were enjoying the meal's main course when he spotted THAT demon. He had known the creature would appear on the ship. Hell, he was the reason the shinigami would all soon be working overtime. Yet still, he had hoped his lover would not be distracted. By no means had Grell settled down with him and even Will had been out with others. But why would it have to be THAT guy? “Grell, remember where you are and remain calm please. We don't want any unnecessary attention.”
"So glad you could join us tonight, Lord Louis, Sebastian. Please have a seat and join us," Lizzie asked as the serviceman came around to pull the chair out for Ciel before Sebastian had the chance. Once Ciel was seated he did the same for Sebastian who was appreciative, though slightly confused by his seeming lack of purpose at the table for a change. Ciel was seated beside Sebastian, smirking slightly at his demon love's obvious discomfort at being served. “Good Evening again Lady Elizabeth, Lord Frederick.”
Lizzie smiled at Ciel and gestured to the eldest of her daughters. "Louis this is Josephine. She is currently home from boarding school as are all the children. She has hopes to attend Oxford one day. She takes after her father so."
The young blonde girl bowed her head softly to Ciel. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Louis. Mother tells me you are heir to her childhood beau’s estate and resemble him somewhat. I should like to know what your plans are for the mansion you have spent so much time on restoring. It had fallen into such disrepair one would have thought to demolish and start over again. We would often go driving past in my earlier childhood." Josephine smiled demurely, careful to bat her eyelashes in mild flirtation that would have been considered almost scandalous under Queen Victoria's rule.
Ciel turned to Josephine as she spoke, determined to politely indulge the child as long as it kept him near Elizabeth, but what came out of her mouth surprised him. He'd expected Lizzie-like nonsense, but she seemed to be capable of actual intellect and...His cheeks turned red involuntarily at her quite obvious flirtation and Ciel shifted in his seat. For a moment he wasn't quite sure how to respond, but naturally when he did it was an answer to her challenge. “You would be surprised to see it now. I've had the lawns well manicured and I'm planning a complete renovation to the years of the late Earl's life...It has already been refurnished...I've been living there while preparing for this trip.” He allowed a sly smile, one he would have more likely shown Sebastian in the bedroom than Lizzie at any time in her life. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
Josephine took delight in Ciel's smile and allowed a playful look of shock to cross her face. “Mother tells me there is more to life than books. It is her wish along with Father's that I attend the after dinner dance Saturday evening. I wonder if you are as quick on your feet as you are with your wit, my lord.”
Lizzie turned excitedly to Ciel and smiled. “The late Earl had no talent for dancing. He tried, mostly to please me I think. He was always trying to make me smile. What a nuisance I was in those days. I only longed to see him smile again.” Elizabeth pulled a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and dabbed the moisture in her eyes. “I'm sorry. You just resemble him so much. I will not trouble you. Sebastian, how on Earth did you come to work for young Louis? You must be very loyal to the family indeed.”
Sebastian gave Ciel a look that clearly said "we need to talk" and turned his smiling face to Lizzie. “Lady Elizabeth, I was very distraught over the loss of the Earl as I know you were as well. I was cleaning out my quarters in the mansion. Saving what precious little had not been damaged in the fire, when word came that he had family seeking to know what anyone could tell them of his sudden disappearance. I felt it was my duty to make sure his memory lived on and now here I am with Lord Louis. I would wager they too felt how loyal I am and I will do my best to dutifully serve my bo-chan.”
Despite what Will instructed, the notion of keeping calm when the man was clearly hiding a juicy secret was too much for Grell. He turned in his seat to examine the incoming diners and didn't see anyone out of the ordinary. Naturally, Sebastian had already been seated, facing away from Grell to his supreme luck. “But what did you see? You don't make that nervous twitch unless you're annoye- Are you annoyed with me?”
While Grell puzzled with the thought of how he had managed to ruin his date, and possibly get himself fired in the process as it so often went, Ciel was busy puzzling over the fact that Sebastian had given him 'the look'. Surely the demon knew he had no real interest in the precocious young woman, they'd already agreed to keep up this act. His thoughts were clouded though by the idea of Lizzie having done so much to make him smile, while he himself had never given her a second thought when she was out of his presence. He fought the need to stare at his plate in sorrow, remembering not to show too much emotion, having to keep up with Josephine's wit as well. As far as the girl was concerned, he was intrigued if nothing else. It seemed possible she could make a good friend and ally at a later date. He cleared his throat before speaking to gather attention away from Sebastian again, knowing the demon could only lie so far before he was forced to collide with the truth.
“Well I hate to disappoint but I'm quite adept at dance. I have practiced since a very young age..it is a gentleman's art to woo a lady on the dance floor,” Ciel said with another mischievous grin in Josephine's direction, “Or so my parents have told me.”

Will scoffed softly into his napkin as he wiped a few crumbs away from his lips. He had escaped the potential disaster of Sebastian for the moment, but now Grell thought he was mad at him. Still, holding that over the redhead's mind would help the evening go smoother and IF he played his cards right, William just might not be alone in his room tonight.
“Perhaps I have thought of my surprise too soon. I had thought if you could behave in public I might find a suitable reward for you and your eccentric tastes. Yet here you go making a fool of yourself. All that fine silk and the hand-sewn Swarvoski crystals will just go to waste I suppose.” Will sipped casually at his wine, never taking his eyes off Grell. Dangling the custom made dress over his head would certainly give him a reason to behave again.
Josephine smirked and gave Ciel a wink. “It is settled then. I shall save a waltz for you on my dance card.”
One could not help but notice Sebastian's relief when Ciel distracted Elizabeth. Lizzie smiled at the young lord and reached her hand to his from her position across the table. “Will you sit with us for mass on Sunday? The ship has a proper Anglican mass scheduled.” Her face was hopeful. It was obvious she was glad with how well Louis and Josephine were getting along.
Frederick turned and smiled in unison with Lizzie. “Yes, we would love to have you join us. Perhaps you would also join me for some exercise in the gymnasium. The health standards on this ship are extraordinary. They have everything you need to build up your physique for sport and leisure.”
Elizabeth smiled and suppressed a girlish giggle. “Freddie is practically obsessed with the health movement. We oversee all of the food served in our home personally and he has built his very own gymnasium on the grounds. He is quite the competitor.”
Grell's eyes lit up at the prospect of a dress complete with crystals custom made for his body. To think Will knew exactly the way to his heart! He immediately forgot about everything in an effort to get William to reconsider the romantic gift. The transgendered shinigami took up a flirtatious pose and batted her eyelashes for her date, taking Will's hand in hers across the table.
“But Will-i-am~ Darling you know I never meant to misbehave...If you'd like you can punish me all night, hm?” He lifted a manicured eyebrow in a sexually inviting manner, but shortly thereafter returned to his "straight" acting, calling for another fork and starting on his meal again as the other searched for words.
Will shifted in his seat as he suddenly grew uncomfortable. The redhead sure knew how to take a hint when expensive gifts were on the line. Once Will's hands were free again, he flashed a somewhat seductive smile at Grell. Well, it was seductive for William, which meant it wasn't sarcastic or evil in appearance, which was really saying something of the shinigami overseer. “We shall see.”
At the other side of the room Ciel was determined not to let himself look nervous by all of these advances. Honestly, he wondered if he would altogether disappear if he did a lick of exercise, he didn't have much weight to lose. “A dance would be lovely, Josephine. And I would love to experience the gymnasium if it is as wonderful as you say. Unfortunately I doubt I can make mass, I have an important engagement in the same time frame with a business contact.” Ciel tried to look adequately disappointed by the fact, but on the inside he breathed a sigh of relief. Sebastian had been to church with him before, but the thought always made him uneasy. Something about the overly religious had always unnerved him since that night.
“I believe you are referring to the meeting with Lord Arthur, bo-chan? He is a rather impatient man when it comes to negotiations after all. We must not keep him waiting despite the generosity of the invitation.” Sebastian was not allowing it to show but he was pleased they would not be attending the mass.
Josephine appeared shocked by the refusal and began to tug on the cross she had displayed around her neck. She no longer flirted constantly with "Louis" but maintained her composure as best as she could. “You will be greatly missed, my lord. I shall keep you in my prayers that you might not always have business to conduct on the Sabbath.”
Elizabeth and Frederick smiled brighter and continued eating the delicious food. “Josephine is quite devout in her faith. Her boarding school is somewhat strict on the matter and her faith is quite a force. We are very proud of her.” Elizabeth smiled at Ciel hoping he would not take offense to her daughter's sudden change in demeanor.
“One's faith in God is what allows success. I intend to be successful in all that I do. It is that simple. God shall guide me. Would you not agree, Father?” Josephine turned to her Father for his approval.
Frederick's smile dwindled. It was obvious this was not an uncommon occurrence. “Josephine, let us speak of other things at present. I feel such subjects are not quite decent at the dinner table. I have spoken to you of this before. What subjects are to never be brought up in public settings?”
Josephine's face dropped as a young woman shamed by the scolding of her father would. “Religion and politics are never to be discussed in public as they are maters of heated debate dear to one's heart and conviction. Such matters can cause the fragile sex to become emotional and this leads to arguments.” Josephine's eyes rolled when she said fragile sex as though she felt she would be sick to her stomach.
Meanwhile, at the shinigami table, Grell was taking particular care to behave, and in the process looking about as sexually repressed as possible. As he sampled the dessert he made sure William noticed the way his tongue darted out to lick every speck of cream from the spoon as his foot found the overseer's under the table, where he proceeded to rub against the other's ankle away from prying eyes beneath the long tablecloth. He smiled at Will, trying his best not to drop anything. A tightly wound guy like his boss probably got off on proper table manners anyway. Conversation was light as Grell feared angering the other man again before he could get his hands on his prize, and dessert went by rather quickly, but in that time Grell couldn't help noticing William had begun to respond to his game of footsies. When he was done, Grell set his spoon down, daintily wiped at his lips, and folded his napkin before shrugging. “I suppose the date's over now...Unless you would be so kind as to walk a lady back to her chambers.”
William paid the bill and left a generous tip before walking Grell up the stairs to their separate rooms. The hallway was empty and quiet.
William felt, daring, and without warning he threw Grell into the wall by his door and while he held the redhead fast to the wall he claimed his mouth in a ravaging kiss the likes of which even one Grell Sutcliffe had never experienced. William's tongue wasted no time parting Grell's eager lips and while he worked his dominance there his right hand was sliding down to grab the firm ass hidden beneath that incredible mane of hair. A gasp from down the hall made William aware they were not quite as alone as he had thought and quickly he reached into Grell's pocket sure to tug on his hardening cock while he grabbed the room key. Winking at Grell, William unlocked the door and ushered him inside. Promptly he followed and locked the door behind them. The elderly woman down the hall had given him quite a start but he wasn't about to let Grell turn him down tonight. It had been too long in coming.
As Grell allowed William to lead him back to his room he was expecting no more than a chaste goodbye like every other night. They'd been on several dates and the shinigami was getting rather bored by the lack of...Well any action. He pouted to himself as Will kept his snooty, "polite distance" while they rounded the stairs onto Grell's floor. And suddenly he found himself pinned to a wall, Will's lips engulfing his own and the overseer's tongue already thrusting into his open mouth. Grell was shocked almost to the point of shoving the other man across the hall, but once his mind took stock of the situation he positively melted into the kiss, throwing his arms around the other's neck and moaning wantonly, the sound more than anything most likely prompting the old woman down the hall's gasp of surprise. Despite her presence Grell felt his entire body arch against Will's at the feeling of that rough hand on his ass...Tugging briefly at his cock through unfairly tight pants. And just as suddenly it was gone, but now he was being pulled into the bedroom.
“William~,” he gasped, still thrown off by the situation, but not displeased. Judging by the bulge he'd felt pressed against him Will was worth those many boring nights of work talk. Without being asked Grell quickly let down his hair, the impossibly long locks returning to their fiery cherry red as he shook them loose before giving William his sluttish bedroom eyes. “I had always hoped you felt this way~”
Grell's words were cut short as William quickly popped open the buttons of Grell's shirt exposing his chest. William continued to kiss Grell while his fingertips explored his pale flesh. William traced kisses down Grell's jawline and made his way to the shinigami's chest. Grell's nipples were hard and William marveled at how pert and lovely they looked under the electric lights of the hotel room. Candles would have been nicer, would have made excellent toys, but this way he could see Grell's body more clearly. William ran his tongue across one nipple and clamped down hard suckling. While he worked the tiny bud, his hands were fast at work stripping Grell of his pants. William made sure to work his right hand down Grell's length. Grell was not large but he was not exactly small. With his left hand William cupped Grell's balls and massaged them as he hoped Grell would his momentarily. William threw his head back and pressed his mouth to Grell's once more. Something told him he was definitely going to get his way tonight.
Grell could have imagined this moment a dozen ways and not come close to this. Where had William been hiding his wild side? ”Nn...William~! We would get along so much better if you just acted like this at work.” He was already moaning loudly, perhaps disturbing their neighbors, but nothing else mattered with Will's strong hands massaging him just right. He was finding it hard to stand, squirming as he was to the other shinigami's touch. When Will leaned in for another kiss Grell lost control of his legs, falling to his knees and wrestling Will back against the bed, digging his now razor-sharp teeth into the other's lip as his fingers worked quickly to relieve his sexy boss of his pants, becoming even more excited at the metallic taste of blood.
William cried out Grell's name with a growl and caught him when his knees buckled. When teeth tore open his skin, William growled once more. Smirking he knew just how to toy with the wanton redhead. “Grell, lean back.” Not really waiting for Grell to comply but not hurting him "too" much either, William wrapped hair around Grell's wrists and tied them to their opposing bedposts. Looking down at the "helpless" shinigami William gave an evil grin.
“I've heard people say you call me a sadist...Tsk tsk, Grell. You should really be careful what you wish for.” William grabbed something white from the dressing table. He could feel Grell's eyes on him. Slowly he ran some simple lotion he had gathered from his pocket along the object. Once in Grell's view he saw that it was his ivory handled hairbrush. William slapped at Grell's thighs playfully for a moment before ramming the hard cold handle he had readied deep inside the redhead.
He would not allow Grell to be satisfied by the brush alone, but he wanted to see Grell lose control before he fucked him. Something about the very thought was exciting him even more. The fact that he was growing more aroused made William only fuck Grell with the foreign object harder causing the bristles to scratch at his little pet's balls. With his free hand he began to jerk himself off as he was caught in the throes of Grell's beautiful noises. “Now I want you to beg me to fuck you. And make it good or this brush is all you get tonight.”
Grell screamed and moaned in pleasure as Will used his body, ramming his own hairbrush continuously deeper into his ass. He was sure the other man was getting ready to tear something in there by the friction alone, but he was so lost in his own little world of pleasure that he allowed his desperate moans to echo through the room. His muscles clenched around the cool ivory, involuntarily creating and even tighter vice.
“Wiiill! Oh you are a sadist...You fucking...Bastard~!” But the shinigami didn't sound mad, instead he sounded on the verge of sexual frenzy. Afraid to ruin his lovely hair by tugging at Will's strange idea of bondage he was completely helpless and exposed to his boss, and he couldn't believe how much he enjoyed the idea of being taken like a living sex doll. Grell arched his back, squirmed his hips, but soon realized there was no use resisting, and things were so much more fun this way.
“Aah..William fuck me! Fuck mee~ I-I-I've..had enough of this foreplay! I want your bodyyy...” Grell had been told he had a very attractive screaming voice, and it was even more appealing when begging while screaming. With his head thrown back, mouth wide open, and hips thrusting continuously into the air, he seemed completely broken by lust.
“You want my body?” William leaned in and flicked his tongue across Grell's erection. “I guess I can believe that.” William smiled up at Grell once before he deep-throated his cock. Will applied just the right pressure as his head bobbed up and down a few times. As he pulled himself back upright he circled the tip with his tongue. Slowly William removed the hairbrush from Grell and reached for the lotion again. He took the opportunity to tease his "helpless" lover by rubbing the lotion in better than he really needed to.
“If you're good I might even untie you before I'm finished.” William pressed softly against Grell's waiting ass until the redhead was moaning in needful submission. Once he was fully satisfied that Grell would do ANYTHING he asked of him, William entered that tight heat. Grell may not have been the largest package but his ass was a blissfully tight heat that threatened to squeeze the life out of William's cock. William moaned into the redhead's neck as he nipped down harder than before. Payback for his bleeding lips. He too did not stop until he tasted blood. “Grell, I will only ask you this once. Do you wish for me to release you now?”
“Yes...Please,” Grell whimpered, the feeling of a man buried fully inside him making the shinigami teary-eyed with the intensity of his bliss. Grell had been all talk for a while now, not that William or anyone else would know judging by the way he behaved. “I'll be a good girl, I promise,” he said with a mockery of an innocent smile, tugging at the restraints just hard enough to hurt himself and pull out a few strands. To further prove he would be a good girl he allowed his hips to work Will, moving himself deeper onto the other's length only to pull back teasingly. His cock, now moist with his lover's spit, was painfully hard and even twitched as if begging for attention, but if Will insisted on toying with him he would endure. After the painful surprise of the hairbrush, he found it didn't hurt as badly as he'd always thought it would. Not that he would have complained, this was ten thousand times better than his wildest fantasies would have allowed.
“Good then.” William teased Grell momentarily by massaging his hard length before he loosened the long red hair that bound his prize. William pulled Grell closer to him by those tiny hips. He liked seeing Grell this way. Covered in beads of sweat and tiny dabs of blood as he begged to be fucked. William drove further into Grell, pressing on his most pleasing spot. He could give Grell the satisfaction of a hand job, but making the wanton redhead orgasm through pure sex alone was too appealing. Though the redhead did taste damn good still on his lips. Or was that the blood? William continued to literally pound into Grell as deep as he could go reveling in the moans and whimpers he received in return. He WOULD make Grell finish this way this first time. And they would do it together. William kissed Grell's lips almost tenderly. “I've been wanting this, wanting you, for a long time now, Grell Sutcliffe.”
“Wanting...Me?” Grell had never thought William was particularly interested in him per say, just sort of going through the motions. Unfortunately the shinigami was panting and moaning too hard to speak properly. “I-it feels so...N-nice, Will~” With his hands finally free to roam he pulled the other in for a forceful kiss, sucking the wounds on his lips back open, letting the blood coat his lips and chin messily. Meanwhile his hands trailed down his lover's neck, across shoulders broader than they looked underneath that stuffy suit, and down a muscular back to dig into flesh just above the overseer's firm ass. He didn't care if he tore flesh, shinigami could take a beating and it was so sublime feeling William moan into his mouth as he raked those nails back up his lover's back and wrapped his legs around Will's waist, inviting him deeper than was perhaps humanly possible.
William continued to move inside Grell. Anything to hear him moaning like that. He knew his release would not wait much longer and it took all he had to hold it in when he felt Grell's nails tear into his back. Still, two could play at that little game. William allowed his own nails to rake across Grell's hips and thighs as he fucked the shinigami who had always acted the "temptress" but remained so far out of reach. “Yes wanting you. Always you.”
Grell would have blushed if his face had not already been so red with the exertion of William's hardcore fucking. He'd never been told that anybody wanted him for a particularly long amount of time. And meanwhile this hunk of a man was using his body in ways he'd never thought possible. Will's cock was hitting him in just the right angle, hitting something inside him that made him tighten at every thrust before finally he couldn't take it anymore.
“William – I'm!” He bit down on his own lip too hard, blood trailing down his chin to mingle with Will's there. Grell reached between his legs to touch himself but found his hands roughly pinned over his head just as soon, and then he was coming, the warm fluids slicking their stomachs just as he felt William's own orgasm fill him deep inside. His final cry, intended to be William's name, was cut off by a heated kiss. As their heated session was coming to a close his hands were freed again, but he only entwined his fingers in Will's hair as the two continued their kiss.
William had thought Grell might cast him aside quickly but when he felt fingers twist through his hair he realized that perhaps, just perhaps, his desires had been less one-sided than he had previously thought. William traced his tongue across Grell's lips softly in sharp contrast to his previous enthusiasm. When he finally broke the kiss he pulled Grell's body close in an embrace and snuggled up to him. “Mmmnnnn.” William had no words for this moment. He was simply at peace and until such a time that Grell chose to disrupt that, he would remain silent. At least he might get a few moments.
It took Grell a few moments to calm himself, catch his breath after the intercourse, and unscramble his mind enough to find something to say. He was sure he didn't love Will any more than before...But now Will was his first, and in the strange shameless twilight of his post-sex glow Grell found the fact very romantic. He snuggled close to the other shinigami for a few moments, may have even fallen asleep for a short while, before lightly nibbling at Will's knuckles, no longer intent on breaking skin. “You know Will~I've never really done this with a man before~” He would live to regret that statement, the little conscience he had was telling him, but for now it seemed like the right time to admit such a thing.
William enjoyed his peace longer than he could have hoped. Grell's mouth found his hand and it felt nice to know he was not alone in the bed as some lovers are wont to leave after. It was then that Grell's words shattered reality and sent ripples of terror through William's body. “Never? So I am your? How the?” William knew that his usually collected image was gone and that might be scaring Grell. Still the redhead could have had the decency to mention being a virgin BEFORE they had sex! Oh if he didn't need the extra help for the upcoming collection he would have reassigned Grell just to keep him from having to see his face. Now the obsessive shinigami would become even more clingy and annoying at the worst possible moments. This was NOT good.
Will wanted more than a fling or one night stand with the redhead, but virgins were always clingy about their first. “You mean to tell me that you were a virgin until this?” William jumped out of the bed and scrambled for his pants. He needed to cover himself but he was fumbling and actually tripped and found himself on the floor where he continued dressing. “You didn't think I might want that information before now!?!”
Grell frowned as Will rushed out of bed, pulling the sheets up to cover his chest as if he had lady parts to hide. “Of course I was! I never claimed I wasn't, you smug prick! Are you saying you only wanted me because you thought I was a public service?” He wasn't sure if he wanted to cry or use his custom death scythe on his boss right then but it was a tough call. And here he'd let himself believe Will actually liked him, of course not. “If I wanted a man who couldn't respect a Lady I might as well have saved myself for Sebastian.” Grell felt a maniacal laugh escape him, though that was really just the way his laugh sounded. “Yes, the demon. I'd better at least get my dress after all that if you're going to be that way.”
Grell was silenced by a swift and hard backhand that sent him flat onto his back on the bed. “I NEVER implied that you were a public anything so don't you dare accuse me of that. If I had thought that I would never have touched you. I was planning on forgiving you, but you brought that creature into the mix. You still want him after all this time? Has it ever crossed your tiny mind that he has known where to seek you out, and has instead chosen to ignore you. He dislikes you as much as I dislike him. Your eyes are always going to him leaving me to watch from afar as you set yourself up for disappointment. I have been here for you! I just never thought I'd be your first anything. You're too wild for anyone to think that, Grell.” William suddenly seemed concerned that he had struck Grell, but his face remained a stone wall of anger. If Grell still wanted the demon then this would be their last bedroom encounter.
Grell whined, tears involuntarily coming to his eyes after the hard slap. His cheek had gone red in a perfect outline of the overseer's hand, not that Grell truly cared, the pain he was feeling was deeper than that. “You have a foolish way of showing it if you do care, jumping out of bed like that after I offer you a lady's most treasured gift. Sebas-chan may not return my feelings yet but one day...At the very least he's exciting. That doesn't change the fact that YOU made the move and claimed ME and now you're sorry for it so if you're through here just get out.” Grell was ever the drama queen, it was just part of his nature. But inside he really was hurt by William's words, and by the fact the other had obviously never intended to commit for him.
“You know why I...Forget it.” William balled his fists at his sides. He would not cry. He turned his head to Grell, redness a glaring sign that those eyes would soon be filled with tears. “You really don't get it do you?” William came closer to Grell and winced as the redhead shrank back in fear of being hit again. William mustered up the courage to gently sweep a stray hair from Grell's face before giving him a soft kiss on the lips. “I had hoped we could do this again. I see now that you do not share my opinion. For whatever it is worth, I am glad it was me. I just wasn't expecting it. Your dress will be delivered by the morning. I will not trouble you anymore.” William turned and made his way to the door. He would not turn around. It was better this way.
“You honestly think I want it after you go? Like payment for a whore.” It didn't take more than a second for him to block Will's path to the door, chainsaw in hand, revved and ready to tear into any form of matter as it was. Naked and covered in blood as well as other bodily fluids Grell may have looked a tad more hysterical than he usually did. “You can't leave me hanging like that~ You haven't exactly been the perfect mate either, Will-i-am,” he said, in an almost sing-song way. “We've been dating nearly three months and you have yet to acknowledge me as the lady I am...And furthermore we always do what YOU want to do...” With that Grell smiled, flashing rows of sharklike teeth and reversing their position, pinning William against the bedroom wall with his chainsaw at his neck. “If you want me to be your girlfriend William it's time to say so...Before you...” A strange, delighted giggle flowed from Grell's lips. “Lose your head trying to deny it...”
“I will not allow anyone I am seeing to lessen themselves by being in the company of demons except on business. You are no exception to that. Besides, Do you realize what they'll do to you if you kill ME?” William brushed the chainsaw aside casually. “Really now, dear, if you wanted me so badly you could have simply said so.” William pulled Grell in for another kiss. “I might let you play on the ship. Now put that thing away and we'll talk.” William slowly moved away from the door.
Intrigued by Will's proposition to let him play, Grell was adequately convinced to put the chainsaw away. He hadn't done anything fun since...Well since he'd been involved in the Jack the Ripper murders with that woman. Will had kept him on tight watch since then, hadn't even let him violate the dress code on off hours.
“What are you thinking?” He asked suspiciously, but didn't take his eyes off Will, occasionally indicating he was still very much attracted by the other man's muscular chest. “I have wanted you Will...We ARE both sadistic you see...I think if you could loosen up we would make quite a pair.” Grell, having put away his scythe, was in the process of finger combing and tying up his hair again, while admiring his bloodied, cum-stained body in the full-length wall mirror.
“I had more than the one dress made for your measurements. I should like a female companion on the ship to hold hands with on deck, if she'll have me that is.” William cast a sly grin at Grell. He really had to admit that in his current state the redhead was beyond breathtakingly beautiful.
Grell turned away from his reaction and became attached to Will's arm immediately. His body's natural reaction to the excitement of being seen in public with Will in a set of beautiful gowns was a full erection, which by default was now being ground into Will's hip. “Ohh William! Marry me now...My heart...I'm too overwhelmed to speak~!” Grell crushed Will's lips in a grateful kiss before spinning around with hands wistfully clasped. “Of course I'll have you..I'll have you every cursed night that ship is at sea!”
“Now then, allow me to do this the way I should have the first time. A lady should be able to reflect on it as something beautiful.” William picked Grell up bridal style and lowered him onto the bed kissing him softly. He would make sure that Grell was shown care and no inch of his skin left unworshipped. It was going to be a long night...A long fun-filled night indeed.
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Sebastian led the way up the stairs after dinner, to a level that was blissfully above the noises he was hearing. Judging by Ciel's expression he was not the only one who could guess what Grell was up to. They approached the door and Sebastian straightened Ciel's tie.
“Bo-chan, Arthur is somewhat demanding but generally harmless. He just wants to be assured you are not going to slow my methods in any way. He may be slightly rude, but remember I am bound to him by the contract and so please do not say or do anything to make him order me to send you away. I do not wish to have you away for even a moment. Though if ordered I must obey as you well remember.”
Ciel kept quiet all the way up the stairs to Arthur's floor. The hotel seemed to be full of disgusting noises...as if they'd rented a room in a brothel rather than a five star resort. Ciel nodded acceptance to Sebastian's speech, but wasn't sure exactly how much he could take from the boy, so he made no promises.
Before Ciel could open his mouth to answer the door creaked open. A tall lanky teenager with a long dirty blonde ponytail opened the door. “It’s about time you showed up, Sebastian. This the kid you won't go anywhere without? Looks kinda scrawny to me. Meh, scrawny ones are usually quick and can get out of the way well enough. Come on in. I want to get this part over with. Danielle is waiting in my bed, keeping it warm for me, and I want to enjoy that before it’s all said and done.
Sebastian gave a swift nod. “Indeed.”
Upon entering the naturally lavish suite Ciel gave a polite look around, he had the distinct reserve of older money, and indicated his approval despite the bawdiness of the room (as well as its occupants). “Quaint accommodations you have here, Lord Arthur?” He turned back to shake hands with the boy he already felt so much distaste for. Ciel was determined to make Sebastian proud of his conduct tonight. “I am Lord Louis Roux of Phantomhive, it is a pleasure to meet you, circumstances being what they are.”
“Right. Well, I have some brandy here but I think you're a bit young. Wasn't expecting that. Not the way Sebastian goes on about you. He acts like he's known you forever.” Arthur turned his attention to Sebastian. “So the guys from the Irish mafia will be in steerage. You think you can get to them? Security is supposed to be pretty tight so those passengers don't come sneaking around the second class areas or worse.”
Sebastian nodded. “Of course, I can take care of them. There are only five of them. It is the passengers in first class who have me the most concerned. You really wish for me to leave the commissioner alive, but ruined for life?”
Arthur nodded. “After what he did to father's company I want to die knowing that guy is stuck alive and broken having to deal with it. Sometimes death is just too easy for people like that. I want all those "gentlemen" I mentioned taken out though. The thought of them staying alive gives me the creeps. They'll have tricks up their sleeves to stay alive though. Rich masked freaks.” Arthur appeared visibly shaken by memories Ciel could relate to. “Well, at any rate, you'll see to it the artifacts stolen from Egypt will not make it to their destination as well. I think that sums up the bulk of your work. Once that is finished see to it that Danielle is safe and you can take it then.”
Sebastian smiled a wicked grin and bowed low. “Yes, my lord.”
Arthur waved Sebastian's dismissal and Sebastian ushered Ciel out the door quickly. Once they had reached their rooms Sebastian let out a sigh of relief. “I cannot sink this ship fast enough and be filled for a few years once more.” The words were spoken with an almost terrifying growl.
Ciel was still perturbed by the meeting, feeling awkward and jealous after having to watch Sebastian bow to another lord in that way. He'd done his part and kept silent, but while he could sense that it was hell on his butler too, he couldn't help but feel a twitch of irritation. Sebastian was his, and Arthur was very much in the way of their happiness at the moment.
“He wasn't so bad really, just cocky. Had I lived longer I may have become just like him,” Ciel mused. He couldn't completely hate Arthur despite it all. They had shared a similar fate at the hands of those "rich masked freaks". He wondered if the other boy bore their mark as well. He didn't wish what had happened to him on anyone. “If it helps you to know, I'm not as worried as I believed I would be, after meeting him. I see now you really have no interest in him.” Ciel wrapped his arms around his lover, not afraid of his intimidating growl after what the demon put him through in the world between here and hell. He was taller in these shoes, but still hardly came up to Sebastian's chest. Still, he wanted his love to know he was there for him, it couldn't be easy even for one such as Sebastian to work for someone he so obviously couldn't stand.
Sebastian found himself calming down at his lover's soothing touch. His eyes had only slightly begun to glow and now they were quiet again. He turned to Ciel and allowed his arms to twist around in a return embrace. It bothered him that Ciel had seen his hunger like this. Sure Ciel had seen firsthand both his hunger and his mealtime, but it was different somehow now that Ciel was not the main course. Sebastian knew that he needed to become used to this now that he would not walk through life alone anymore. Still he found it embarrassing. “Ciel...” The demon whispered Ciel's name as though it were the sweetest sound on Earth. “I know you would never be like him. But I thank you for your words of comfort.” Sebastian bent down to meet his lover's lips in a tender kiss. There was only love and affection behind this display. Pure love...
Ciel laughed, but not in mockery. The boy was teasing, he had realized the demon needed comfort as strange as it was. “Comfort? You're stronger than that, Sebastian. When you worked in my service you hadn't eaten in much longer than this, and you managed to suffer through that.” He reached up to remove the demon's useless glasses before standing on tiptoe and meeting his lover's lips in another loving kiss. It was what a couple would do, but Ciel thought he might need comforting as well. It was beginning to dawn on him that Sebastian was really preparing to sink a ship with a majority of innocent people aboard, not all of whom would get out alive surely. There would be women and children and happy couples on board that had nothing to do with Arthur or his revenge. The twinge in his heart was similar to that he'd gotten when Abberline gave his life for him in vain. How could he have once thought his own silly revenge was worth that? For once Sebastian was wrong, Arthur was more like the old Ciel than he wished to admit.
Sebastian pulled Ciel in closer. He needed his lover's support now. Had he grown soft in his love? No. He was just upset about having to do his master's bidding because he was so unrefined and rude. Ciel felt so fragile in his arms now. Softly Sebastian moaned into the kiss. He slid one hand up and removed the eye patch so he could look into his lover's eyes. Once the patch had fallen to the floor, Sebastian's hand ran through Ciel's hair as he continued the kiss. There was no urgency still. Only the love he felt for his former master existed behind those lips. All that existed in this moment was them and Sebastian felt he wasn't the only one who needed to feel that way right now. He would show Ciel just how much he meant to him. Somehow, he would make him see. And he had until the end of time to do so.
Ciel once more wished he was taller so he could take control of the kiss, but his height and build always seemed to put him in the submissive position. He wasn't complaining...He liked all that Sebastian did to him, even these loving, sweet, but chaste kisses. Ciel loved that he could make his lover moan with just a touch of his lips like this. Breaking the kiss momentarily but speaking with lips brushing Sebastian's, he smiled, running his fingers through gray streaked hair. “You're mellowing with age wouldn't you say, Sebastian?” He wrapped his arms around the demon's neck, holding on to him and keeping his lover bent to his level for now.
How could one simple phrase from his lover do this to him? Sebastian felt his need rising at the thought of showing Ciel just how merciless he could be. Through his kisses a smile grew on his face that would startle most at the sheer level of evil it contained. Oh yes, he would make Ciel feel loved...As only the darkness could love him. “Is that so, bouchan?” Sebastian pulled Ciel's hair forcing him to lean his head back and expose his neck. Sebastian promptly bit down hard enough to draw blood and stared at Ciel almost daring him to make a sound. This flesh tore so easily. Just like that of a normal human body. It made Sebastian frightful for a moment since he was still unsure of just how much abuse this body of Ciel's could take.
One moment he was romantically teasing him, and the next Sebastian had his neck torn open, blood spilling out onto his pristine ironed white collar, ruined. Ciel's scream was trapped in his throat by the lusty, evil look in his lover's eyes. Instead he clenched his teeth hard, this sudden pain so much worse in his new human body than before. Perhaps the longer he was in this body, the more human he became. Not a full week ago such treatment had hardly hurt this bad. He could hear himself whimper a bit, but he would never let the demon break him completely, not with something like this, not when the neighbors could hear. “It hurts...” Ciel winced as Sebastian's tongue lapped at the blood and into the wounds themselves. He didn't expect it to stop him, and it did not.
The worry passed quickly though and Sebastian lifted Ciel to the bed as he lapped up the blood. Once his lover was laid down he sliced open the new suit with his exposed claws. In a flash of black feathers Sebastian stood before Ciel in his true form. “Grown mellow have I? We shall see about that.” Sebastian's twisted grin would have been enough to send the bravest man screaming all the way home, but not Ciel and he knew it. That was part of what made him love that soul. He was almost fearless as far as humans were concerned.
After a moment of seeming uncertainty Ciel was taken to the bed and quickly stripped of his clothes, the demon's claw scratching his chest as it cut away the fabric. The boy winced again and when he opened his eyes Sebastian had changed into his demonic form, the very sight arousing to Ciel as he recalled their time in his own personal hell together. He grinned at his lover's words, opening up to him, inviting that delicious evil to do as he wished. That was the place of his most prized soul after all.
Sebastian artfully sliced into the real flesh Ciel now possessed. When he felt his lover might be suffering too much from pain, he continued to scratch into him while taking his length into his mouth. He worked Ciel's growing erection as artfully as he carved into his skin. He took great care in everything. He would not allow Ciel release for some time, and when he finally did, Sebastian planned on making it memorable.
Immediately he felt Sebastian's nails on him, tearing flesh left and right in the demon's artistic manner. As the torture continued he could no longer hold in muffled screams and tears. He felt an almost out of body experience as the pain escalated to extreme, then he could feel Sebastian's warm, skillful mouth on his fully erect member and finally let out a scream as his body overdosed on sensation. He wondered if he was dying again, but knew Sebastian would never let that happen.
Sebastian could hear Ciel's whimpers but he knew his lover could handle whatever he could dish out. Still he felt he should try to be a touch more careful just in case and so he exchanged his mouth for his hand on Ciel's erection massaging it painfully slowly as he licked some of the more severe wounds closed. Ciel's soft cries and especially that blissful scream were driving him mad with lust. Sebastian was mildly irritated at his own growing lack of patience and thought now would be a good time to strip away his own shirt. He removed the jacket and vest of his uniform before unbuttoning his shirt. Instead of removing it, he left it in place as he clamped down on one of Ciel's nipples eliciting a moan of delight while he softly ran his claws along Ciel's length creating thin, shallow cuts as he so often did to himself for Ciel's viewing pleasure. He had been curious as to what his lover's reaction to feeling that exquisite pain himself would be.
Ciel thrust into his lover's hand, anything for more friction than that. After the sinful pleasures of Sebastian's mouth this was torture. Just as he was about to beg for something more Sebastian sent his mind reeling again. “NO!” Ciel felt his body shudder, a breathy moan became a scream as his knuckles turned white gripping the headboard to manage this new pain. It was only after the fact he realized where he'd been cut and why it hurt in such a different way than the others. Yet with Sebastian's continued, slow, hand treatment he found himself arching into that hand, his own blood making for lubrication, and the loss of that blood from the organ currently engorged with so much of it was an inexplicably...Not quite relaxing feeling...Letting go of the headboard he let one hand find Sebastian's, wrapping around it as it stroked him. He nibbled at the side of his thumb and gazed up at his lover longingly, embarrassed by his outburst. He was both cute and strangely seductive at the same time. “I...Think I like that...Actually.”
“Oh? Is that so, bouchan? I wasn't sure you had it in you. Then you'll love this.” Sebastian threw his shirt to the floor and resumed sucking Ciel's cock making sure his fangs sliced into him while his tongue twirled about darting at the head every so often. He took one clawed hand and without so much as licking it, he shoved a clawed finger hard into Ciel. His smile was twisted around his swollen lips as he sucked off his lover furiously. His eyes were glowing with his own desire. He would make this last until Ciel begged for more. After all, as the butler to the Phantomhive household if he couldn't make Ciel feel more alive than ever, where would they be?
Ciel squealed, not entirely sure he'd been capable of making that noise. His muscles tensed, only helping to further tear his insides on Sebastian's razor-sharp claw. Surely internal bleeding wasn't a good idea...But with a confidence the demon could fix it all afterward, Ciel allowed himself to enjoy the exquisite pain. “Sebastian,” he breathed, his voice deep with lust and agony. “Use me...I'm yours...You can always...Do anything you want with me.” Another cross between a cry and a moan escaped his parted lips, the boy's chest rising and falling rapidly, his body wanting to go into shock but his mind and the pleasure of Sebastian's mouth fighting it. “P-please Sebastian...make me your toy. I want-ah!...To feel like I'm...The only thing you need.”
Sebastian moaned at just the words Ciel had found the strength to say. He pressed another finger inside and began scissoring them wide stretching and scratching Ciel from inside. He sucked hard as he came up and removed his mouth from Ciel's erection only to bite down on his inner thigh enough to draw more blood which he sucked at like some sort of mythical creature from a drunken Irishman's worst nightmare. Allowing the blood to flow slowly Sebastian began licking and nipping at the flesh behind Ciel's balls. He would indeed "use" his former master as though he were the only thing he truly needed for in reality, Ciel was what Sebastian needed more than anything. Once Sebastian felt that Ciel was ready he slipped a third finger inside and took one of Ciel's balls into his mouth to suck on. Oh how he enjoyed making his former master beg and writhe under his touch. He would hear more begging yet. The night was still so young.
Ciel could hardly discern pain from pleasure anymore, feeling like he was floating in a warm stream of pure sensation. His entire body ached from inside out as Sebastian continued to play with him, but he felt so alive and satisfied that he felt he'd never been more aroused in his life. It was a complicated mix of emotions to be sure, and he found himself crying without any idea why while also arching his back to take his lover's teasing and destructive fingers. He moaned the demon's name loudly once again when Sebastian's warm mouth went to work on his balls. He could feel his lover sucking on one, then the other, licking and nibbling at the flesh beneath them. This was new to him, but he felt a shudder of pre-release move through him at the thought of such intimacy. “Mmmn...Sebastian fuck me now,” he ordered. “I'll...release soon if you don't.”
It was all Sebastian needed to hear. He pulled away from Ciel and finished disrobing with demonic speed. He pulled Ciel to his length and motioned for his lover to pleasure him. Fingers and claws were one thing, but Sebastian wasn't about to have sex with the one he loved without any form of lubrication. Small comforts he would not deny Ciel...Yet.
Given the opportunity, Ciel wouldn't allow Sebastian the luxury of retaining all his blood while his own had stained the sheets crimson beneath them. He licked along all sides of Sebastian's cock, getting it wet as requested. Then he bit the demon, hard, just beneath the head of his length. Blood quickly flooded his mouth from the wound, conveniently piercing the vein that ran along the underside of the demon's cock. Using the blood to soak his lover's organ, Ciel continued to suck until he was satisfied it was slicked enough to enter him. When he released Sebastian's erection it dripped with the bloody mess as did Ciel's own lips, but he found the sight strangely beautiful.
Sebastian kissed him hard on the lips before mounting his lover and feeling the tightness of his heat squeezing him so nicely. Sebastian could not know how long, but he lasted some time. Stroking Ciel in time with his thrusts as he bit into the crook of his neck once more. Oh he would be healing Ciel much after this session, but it was worth every moment. Ciel was at his most beautiful when he was overcoming pain be it physical or emotional. Never did Sebastian want to cause the emotional kind, but he would continue to push boundaries with the physical until Ciel told him where to draw the proverbial line.
Using Ciel's hips to guide him, Sebastian thrust harder and deeper until finally Ciel came with such force that he wasn't the only one wearing the juice of their love. Not one to be outdone Sebastian withdrew in time to spray Ciel's face with his own warm liquid. Sebastian licked at the worst of Ciel's wounds and watched as they closed up perfectly before he pulled his lover close. “You are needed more than you know, bo-chan. So much more than you could ever imagine.”
Ciel's orgasm shook his body so powerfully he might have been having a seizure, and at the height of his pleasure he blacked out, coming fully to his senses again only once he was wrapped in Sebastian's arms, many of his wounds healed, but many other still bleeding freely. The entire room smelled like blood and sweat. He was crying again, but he felt more blissful than anything else with the proof of their love drying on his chest and face, Sebastian's blood still slick inside him.
“I'm sore, Sebastian,” he whispered, snuggling tightly against his love, feeling safer in his arms despite the fact it was his same lover who'd made him sore. “I love you.” Ciel's voice was hoarse from screaming, and he was lightheaded from blood loss and shock. He couldn't believe he'd screamed so loudly, how embarrassing.
Sebastian did not like the sound of his lover's tears right now. It bothered him somehow and he could not quite place why. He maintained his protective hold and pulled Ciel in closer when he spoke. “I love you too, bo-chan. Whatever gods that be help me, but I do.” Sebastian tenderly swept some stray hair from Ciel's face and simply snuggled with him. Ciel was here with him and even if his eyes were tear-filled, he belonged to Sebastian completely without argument and that was all that would ever truly matter to the demon ever again.
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William had just lifted Grell to the bed and was kissing his face and neck tenderly. Had he known he was Grell's first he would have made it a romantic experience and not the sexual tryst from earlier. He was lowering his kisses along Grell's jaw line and had begun to nibble softly on the redhead's right ear when a distinct cry sounded through the halls. It was a familiar voice that could not be mistaken even in its lustful need. It was that boy the demon had manipulated so many years ago. William had known about the "arrangement" the demon had made to get a living body for him. He'd even been the one signing off most of the orders for it. But still, he had not known they were lovers, only that the demon swore love for the boy. What's more he knew the name the boy had screamed in ecstasy would most likely end his seduction of Grell for there was no doubt he had heard it clear as day. Sebastian...
Grell had been in heaven only moments ago. Who would have thought Will could be so...Romantic...The shinigami overseer was making Grell feel like a true princess with his gentle kisses, enough for Grell to admit, “I didn't tell you before because I was afraid you would laugh at me...Let's face it, I've made a few sexual passes in my day~” Grell stroked Will's short hair as he spoke and the other kissed him. They'd both forgone their glasses, enjoying the intimacy of exploring without seeing each other well. Of course, then the night was shattered by a piercing cry of need from a floor above them. Grell would know that voice anywhere. He had always hated the Phantomhive child for stealing away with Sebastian. He had always assumed they'd been lovers, but the name on that child's lips now brought his hopes they might not be shattering down around him. Grell sat up in bed like a bolt, his chin giving Will a good knock on the nose in the process.
“Sebastian and Ciel are here? Sebas-chan and CIEL?” He fumbled for his glasses, putting them on as if that would clear up the situation. He noticed he'd given his lover a nosebleed. “How is that possible? That brat died forever ago!” A subsequent moan sent shivers down his spine and set his eyes ablaze with poorly masked jealousy. “Did you know that-that Sebas-chan would be here?”
William rubbed his nose in mild annoyance rather than pain and knew his evening had just been destroyed. He sat upright in his state of something between dressed and undressed to look Grell in the eyes. “I saw the creature at dinner tonight. I can only assume that was the boy with him. Though I have heard he serves a new master.” Will saw no point in lying. Grell may be overly dramatic and wild, but he wasn't stupid. Lies would be discovered soon enough so why complicate things with them. “That thing called in an old favor for his lover. Said he wanted to give him the life he had ended. Odd request for one of his ilk. The favor needed approval for obvious reasons. I signed the order myself about two years ago. I suppose the wait period is over now. Time flies. As for him, you were bound to find out sooner or later...The creature is the reason we are going to be working this overtime. Seeing as you professed your love for me only minutes ago, can I hope that this matter is to be dropped or must I suffer your flirtations with IT?”
William did not bother to hide his own jealousy. Grell would be angry with him for withholding the information regarding Sebastian's presence, and with good reason, but he could at least pretend he wasn't jealous of the kid the creature had been so determined to save. Honestly the fact that the demon was capable of something akin to love had shocked Will and that had been the reason he approved the application Undertaker had sent him. Grell adored Undertaker but William knew the moment Grell heard it was he who had pressed the issue and even helped create the body to be a perfect replica, albeit with a few alterations, of the late Earl, he would stop speaking to the great shinigami...At least for a while. “And what will you do with this new information? One would hope you could allow the one who is here with you the chance to show you what you deserve. But, the decision is entirely up to you.”
Grell was having a hard time processing this new information. For once in his life he was completely unsure of what he wanted to do. He had to admit he had a better chance with Will than he had of even having a real conversation with Sebastian again...But the demon had given him the tiniest shard of hope during their last meeting shortly after the fire in London. If only he could have found out about Sebastian at a different time, without Will giving him such a kicked puppy look of defeat, looking so beautiful half-naked on his bed...Having been in the process of pleasing him like never before. “I-I..Never knew they were lovers...” Grell frowned. He was having such a hard time making a decision. Couldn't he just have both? “If Sebas-chan has a lover...I don't know what to do,” he admitted. He just couldn't lie to Will after what the two of them had done. “But Sebas-chan wasn't my first,” Grell sighed. “And Sebas-chan will never feel the same about me will he?” Grell wiped at the blood trickling from William's nose and licked it. “I'm staying with you.”
William was ready to kiss the redhead one last time and say goodnight in defeat when Grell said he'd stay with him. It almost didn't register. His face lit up with uncharacteristic joy. “You'll stay? With me?” William looked at Grell's eyes certain he would find doubt or worse a sign he was being made fun of, but when he saw only Grell's own confusion and new resolve, he kissed his subordinate on the lips. Gently he cupped Grell's chin in his right hand while he toyed with the hair that refused to remain out of the redhead's face with his left. “I'll even see to it that my lady has a fully stocked vanity so she can look her best at all times.”
“And Your Lady much approves!” Grell's eyes lit up with excitement at this new prospect. It had always been so hard on him having to hide his sexuality from everyone, and even worse these past few years being forced to pertain to strict dress code. Fucking the boss really did have perks, who knew? Grell made a concerted effort to ignore any subsequent sounds coming from above, though not even he could ignore them completely. Grell was afraid his uncertainty showed, but Will couldn't expect him to completely forget about Sebastian so quickly. “That...Thing will see what he was missing when he sees this lovely princess on your arm...And you can gloat all you want!” He wrapped his legs around Will's waist, kissing him quickly and then just hugging him.
William was about to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming when Grell pressed his lips into Will's own and William snaked his arms through that mass of hair to pull Grell closer as he deepened the kiss. If it was a dream, who in their right mind would want to wake up? He had Grell Sutcliffe in bed next to him, kissing him. William parted his lips and pressed his eager tongue to Grell's lips praying he'd part them in response and remember it was just the two of them in this moment. The noises above them had quieted down and he still wanted to make Grell see just how special he really was.
Grell responded, parting his lips to let Will's tongue into his mouth. He was even careful to keep his teeth in check so as not to cut him. He was eager to make his own noises to rival those upstairs, now that he realized Sebastian might very well hear them. May they interrupt Ciel's rest, was his hope. “Mmm...Will..take these off now, 'kay,” he whined as he undid the overseer's pants for the second time that night. Grell wanted to see the body he'd given up on Sebastian for, and he'd never been the patient type.
Will pulled away and slid out of his pants but made no move to speed things up. Instead he guided Grell to a laying position with kisses he traced from throat to naval and back again. William was determined to worship the redhead's body enough to make him never want to stray even in thought. He ran his fingers lightly over Grell's skin making him tingle and shiver beneath him. Will's heated breath was on Grell's neck between the kisses he delivered. One hand crept around Grell's member and began to teasingly massage him. “You are so beautiful,” Will murmured into Grell's neck softly.
Every kiss was light and loving, reminding Grell that Will was making an effort not to jump him in order to make him feel special. And he did feel special, with William forgoing his own pleasure to dote on him like this. It was one of those rare times Grell felt like a real lady, then the other had to go and ruin it by touching him THERE. He opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by Will's words, and let out a quiet moan instead. He couldn't understand what Will found so beautiful about this male body...He hadn't even worn make-up. But nobody had ever said that about him and meant it. How odd that straight-laced William would be the first person to think so. “You...You make me feel beautiful~”
William knew he might be making Grell self-conscious since Grell loved to insist that she was such a lady. But the fact that her anatomy did not match the sentiment did not mean that she should not be pleased as though it were not there. William was determined to make Grell feel beautiful and wanted for all that the shinigami was. And that included her cock. Feeling somewhat daring, Will made a trail of kisses down Grell's chest pausing to toy with her erect nipples briefly before descending lower to meet the growing erection. Will licked at the tip of Grell's shame and then looked up at Grell's face. He could see the shame and confusion, but wanted desperately to reassure his lover that it didn't matter and he found it beautiful. The way it stood out among the soft red curls. Anyone who doubted the shinigami's wild hair would be disappointed to find it was all natural. “You should always feel beautiful, Grell.” With a soft smile William began to run his tongue along the underside of Grell's cock. He made sure to reach for Grell's hand with his right since he knew it might be reassuring to the redhead right now. Once he held Grell's hand firmly within his own, he took all of Grell into his eager mouth moaning so that the vibrations would add to Grell's pleasure.
Grell could feel his face heat up as he found his long lost blush. He was reluctant, but the honesty in his new lover's eyes helped him believe the other really did enjoy this body for all it was. The fact was this slow romancing was so much harder to take than the tryst they'd had before. Now he had enough time to think about everything, it was much scarier. If only they could turn the lights off. Grell clenched his fingers tightly around Will's hand, moaning a bit louder at the feeling, moaning Will's name before he could stop himself. Was that too weird? That's enough, he thought finally, he wouldn't act like a frightened child all night. Mistress Red was a sexy, confident woman and it was time to act like it. He let go of Will's hand and instead tangled his fingers through his lover's hair, thrusting a bit to test the waters. “Ohh William~! I never imagined that would feel so good~!”
William moaned a sound of pleasure at Grell's words and gave a harder suck to the redhead's cock. He wanted Grell to know and not just believe she was beautiful. William's entire body worked with him as he moved along Grell's length a bit faster now that he had realized Grell was comfortable enough to voice her pleasure. William allowed one finger to slip into his mouth while he still worked Grell and once it was sufficiently moist he repositioned himself and slid it inside Grell's tight heat. First one finger, then two, and finally three were preparing Grell for Will. William allowed a small line of saliva to drip from his tongue when he pulled off of Grell to look his lover in the eyes once more. “Are you ready for me, my lady?”
Grell nearly fainted when Will so easily referred to him as a woman...And in such a sexy voice! He bit his lip and batted his lashes coquettishly while twisting his hips against his lover's fingers. “Please be gentle with me my lord,” he responded, toes curling with delight that he was finally in bed with someone who took him seriously.
“Of course.” William removed his fingers and pressed his length into Grell slowly. He had to lift Grell's hips slightly to meet him at the right angle, but he did so fluidly. Once inside he allowed Grell a moment to adjust to the pressure and kissed him on the lips gently. When he was sure that Grell was ok, William began to move slowly inside Grell continuing to kiss his face all the while.
Grell mewled with pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being slowly filled as compared to the rough intrusion he'd experienced before. “Ohh yyes...Give me all of it~” Grell shifted his hips to press himself closer, then pulled back only to thrust himself onto his lover's length again just as Will thrust inside. Grell gasped at the sudden flood of pleasure. “Oh right there!”
William moved in unison with Grell slowly but deeply. He was enjoying the noises his lover made greatly and wanted to hear them more. He moaned into Grell's hair as his own pleasure increased. Grell was squeezing his cock with just the right amount of pressure. “You feel so good, MY beautiful red-haired lady.” William licked Grell's earlobe after he spoke as if to drive the point home.
“Mistress Red..I prefer that,” Grell whispered, admitting for the first time his little nickname for himself. It was a night of many firsts it would seem. “Move faster, Will~ This pace is agonizingly slow...I want to feel your hot red passion again~” Grell bit at Will's shoulder, his teeth breaking skin but not deeply. “I know I'm the object of your every desire already...This is lovely, but you really should fuck the shit out of me now!”
“It would be rude of me to deny a lady her request.” Will bit down onto Grell's neck and drew a slight bit of blood for himself. Allowing droplets to trickle off his lips he leaned in to kiss Grell's lips once more. “Now then, Mistress Red, I do believe I shall take you up on that offer.” William thrust hard and without mercy into Grell. He slammed Grell's hips against himself driving deeper into the redhead. He was moaning and grunting now as he worked. Still he found it in him to reach for Grell's erection and pump along with his pace. He would taste the shinigami this time. When Will came he knew Grell was not far behind and swept into action gliding his mouth along until his lover arched her back and cried out with release.
“Mistress Red" screamed in a fit of pleasure as her lover fucked her mercilessly. And even as Will tuned in to his more animalistic side he remembered that sweet spot inside, and even pleased the red lady with his hands. Grell was sure his moans and screams were disturbing the demon upstairs by now, and that fact along with the earth-shatteringly amazing sex led to an orgasm like he couldn't believe. Grell came hard into Will's waiting mouth, screaming some obscenity as he did so. When he'd done and laid back, feeling completely at peace, there was Will, smiling like he'd just received the best gift of his life instead of a mouthful of sexual fluids. Grell had to giggle. “Now that was a ride to remember...”

“Indeed,” Will said after swallowing. He couldn't help but smile at his lover. Part of her charm was that inappropriate humor, so really he didn't mind. “Now come here and kiss me. And promise me I can stay here with you in my arms until morning.”
“After you just swallowed that? What sort of woman do you think I am?” Grell looked offended for a moment, but smiled and kissed Will quickly. He'd done a good job of drinking it all down, and Grell was glad he couldn't taste himself too much. Learning his own manly flavor was a thought that held no appeal for him. Once he'd pulled away and wiped at his lips cutely he smiled and let his beautiful green eyes meet Will's. “But how could I refuse a night spent in such a hunky man's strong arms?”
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Sebastian knew he had not been the only one to hear the wanton cries of Grell and the images of the shinigami in the throws of passion made him shudder with disgust. At least it wasn't because of him for once. Sebastian pulled Ciel closer so he could hold his lover while he slept. There were no more preparations needed for the morning and they were set to board the Titanic at nine am just after breakfast. Ciel could rest comfortably for the evening.
Ciel was half asleep, stirred slightly at the sounds coming from below, but didn't fully wake. For all he knew they could have been coming from anyone. The boy had never felt threatened by Grell, and so he'd quickly forgotten the shinigami the first chance he got. He tossed a bit in his sleep, but calmed down again once he could feel Sebastian's arms around him. Ciel was having a very good dream involving the time Sebastian let him be on top, and judging by the state of his member it would be one of many wet dreams to come based on this topic.
Sebastian could tell Ciel was enjoying his dreams tonight and just held him close. He enjoyed watching his lover sleep in his arms. Something about the Phantomhive Earl in a state of pure vulnerability made Sebastian feel protective. He had been sworn to that protection before, so the lingering feeling was not unusual, though nothing but Sebastian's own will was binding him now. Perhaps that is a side-effect of love.
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(A/N: There is so much to cover here. Grell is transgender as anyone who has seen the show should know. This means that though he was born a man, Grell truly identifies as a woman. As you learn more about William's long-standing crush for the redhead you'll note how easily he refers to Grell as a woman or a lady. I am personally friends with one person who is transgender and a few others who are unsure but think they may be. Each of these individuals is beautiful and wonderful to me and in a way I show that through William. I support my friends and remind them I'm not friends with the shell in which they were born but rather their heart and soul which makes them who they are. Enough of that rant for now. On to more important things like what will happen next time.
Next Time: Titanic sails and Ciel finds himself forced into more interaction with Josephine though he finds they will probably make good friends. Grell wears her new wardrobe with pride and passes in first class as an heiress on Will's arm. Josephine is my first venture into a recurring original character and I adore her the more I play her.