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Office Party	By : zoni Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 3148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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               Nearly ten minutes passed before William felt as though he was composed enough to return to his desk. He sat down in his chair and worked on the paper work in front of him, barely looking at the forms that he was filling out. Grell. The idiot had actually gone to see Sebastian after that remark he had made the night before. He had gone to the demon for advice? William couldn’t see the logic behind that, though he didn’t think that Grell had been lying. Of course, Grell had also said that he’d gone to kill Sebastian, all for William’s sake. How was he supposed to feel about that? William wasn’t really certain. On top of that, he was still upset about the night before. Angry? Jealous? There wasn’t a word for the emotions he felt.

               William was not used to being lenient. Harsh punishments kept employees in line and helped to keep the peace. If everyone was treated equally as roughly, then they would all work hard. Yet, for once, he wondered if he might have been too harsh the night before. Walking out had been easy enough to do, but it obviously had a profound effect on Grell. Ordinarily, he wouldn’t have questioned his choices. The more that he thought about it, though, the more that he wondered if Grell might actually care for him. Grell had said that he didn’t want to lose someone else that he loved. Had he actually been talking about William? The possibility was startling.

               For his part, William had worked very hard to push his emotions away. While he had always found Grell attractive, whatever he had felt for the man had been pushed back underneath the stoic cover that he kept in place every day. It had been a long time since he had actually considered pursuing anything that came close to a relationship. Any thoughts of a relationship with Grell in particular had been cut off the day that Grell had run off to play at being a human butler.



               The rest of the day passed in a blur. Individual sheets of paper blurred together as the hours passed by. At last, the time came to clean up. William neatly stacked the papers he would have to go through the next morning and put them in a drawer. He gathered his things and prepared to leave for the day. As he walked out the office doors, he wondered if he should wait and talk to Grell about what had happened earlier. Common sense wrestled with his emotions. In the end, he decided that it would be best if he waited.

               Nearly ten minutes passed before Grell came out the front doors of the building. As he walked down the stairs, William called out to him. “Grell.”

               “Will,” Grell said, unsure of why William was still there. “Were you waiting for me?”

               William looked uneasy at having been caught. “Grell, do you...” His voice trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.

               “What is it?”

               “About what you said earlier,” he started again. “Do you really...”

               Grell blinked, confused. “Yes?”

               William sighed, unable to bring himself to ask the question that was on his mind. “Walk with me.”

               The evening was dying and there were few people out on the streets as night settled in. There was still a seam of sunlight barely visible over the horizon. William and Grell walked side by side for nearly a mile before Grell spoke up. “So, Will, why did you want me to walk with you?”

               “I... you... about earlier,” William stumbled over his words. How embarrassing. This should have been so simple. Wasn’t he part of the management division?

               Beside him, Grell looked very worried. “Did I do something else wrong? I’m sorry, Will! Whatever it was, it wasn’t my fault. Ronald kept coming over and asking questions! And the coffee maker was already like that, I promise!” He looked close to tears.

               “No, that’s not it. That’s not it at all.” William held up a hand defensively. The last thing he wanted was for Grell to start crying. He had never been able to deal well with women when they started bawling and Grell was no exception to the rule. Grell looked up at him, falling silent. Somewhere along the way they had both stopped walking. Now they were standing next to one of the large tulip trees that lined the walk in front of the various townhomes. William took a deep breath. “Did you mean it... when you...” He took another deep breath and paused, looking directly at Grell. “Do you love me?”

               Grell’s eyes widened at the question. He hadn’t expected anything like that. He smiled. “Yes! Of course I do!”

               William’s face flushed. He still felt uneasy about the entire conversation. Talking about things like this was not something that he made a habit of doing. He reached up and adjusted his glasses, pushing them further up on his nose. “You flirt with everyone, Grell. And there’s that demon--”

               “Sebas-chan is fun to play with, but that’s all.” Grell batted his eyelashes at Will, smiling happily. He reached two fingers up and pressed a kiss to them before he pressed them to William’s lips. “I. Love. You.” He grinned at William, enjoying the fact that he had never actually seen the man blush before. “So, what are you waiting for?”

               That was all the invitation that William needed. He grabbed Grell and pushed him up against the tree that they stood next to, kissing him. Grell’s arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer as their lips and tongues intertwined. They were both panting when they broke apart. William’s voice was rough as he spoke, “I want you.”

               “Oh, Will! Not out here!” Grell squealed in delight.

               Despite the protest, Grell really didn’t seem to have any objections. He leaned up and kissed William again, stumbling as William placed his hands on Grell’s arms. “Come with me.”

               The two of them walked very quickly down the length of the street as William led the way towards his apartment. A brief length of stairs lead up to an imposing wooden door. William took his hands off of Grell long enough to bend down and undo the long line of locks on the door. He stood up, turned the handle and pushed the door open. The second that it was open, Grell’s lips were on his and nothing else seemed to matter. He set his death scythe in the coat stand to the left of the door and picked Grell up. He kicked his shoes off and then carried Grell towards the bedroom.

               Once inside his room, William set Grell on his feet and pushed the red coat off of the smaller man’s shoulders. He tossed it to one side, not caring where it landed. Grell reached up and helped him remove William’s suit jacket, and he heard the soft sound as it hit the ground behind him. Reaching forward, he placed his hands on Grell’s chest and pushed him back onto the bed. He quickly pulled Grell’s shoes off before climbing up on the bed as well. Once on the bed, he settled himself over the red-haired reaper much as he had the night before. This was all very similar to his impulsive actions the night before. Even so, beneath the growing affection that William felt for Grell, he could still feel the edge of anger that had caused him to leave the previous evening. He leaned down and kissed Grell, roughly forcing his tongue past his lips. Grell grunted contently, letting out a low groan as William grabbed both of his wrists and pulled them up above his head. “What are you doing, Will?”

               “I’m going to teach you a lesson,” William responded, leaning down and pressing his lips back to Grell’s own. He shifted both of the wrists he held into one hand. Carefully, he reached down with his free hand and unfastened his belt, pulling it from around his waist. Leaning backwards slightly, William wrapped the belt around Grell’s wrists, threading the leather through the belt buckle and pulling it until it wass taught. Then, he fastened the belt around one of the iron rungs that made up his headboard.

               “A lesson?” Grell asked. He watched as William pulled his gloves off, tossing them to the side.

               “You really don’t understand, Grell?” William’s fingertips quickly unbuttoned the waistcoat and shirt that covered Grell’s chest. Pushing the fabric aside, he ran his hands down the smooth expanse of the man’s chest, letting his nails dig into the skin. “I have brought you to my apartment.” He reached one hand behind him and pressed his palm to the bulge of Grell’s growing arousal through the fabric of his trousers. He tightened his grip around the length and squeezed. “Tied you up.” Pulling his hand away from Grell’s length he leaned forward and ran his tongue down Grell’s neck and across his shoulder before digging his teeth into the skin. “And yet, you still need an explanation. As your superior, I will have to do my best to explain very thoroughly.”

               “I have to say, Will,” Grell said, whining at the feel of William’s mouth on his skin, “I admire your style of hands-on management.”

               William smirked. Slowly, he moved to sit at Grell’s side. He reached forward and began to unfasten Grell’s trousers, sliding them down the man’s slender legs. About halfway down his thighs, William stopped and stared. Grell’s naked body was beautiful in the darkness. He was fully aroused and a small drop of moisture had formed at the tip of his cock. However, that wasn’t why William was staring. Grell’s slender hips were framed by a pair of delicate red lace panties, completed by a small black bow in the center.

               Reaching out with one finger, William traced the waistline of the panties across Grell’s skin. He ran his hand along the man’s arousal, stroking him several times before pulling his hand back so that his fingertips barely touched skin. “You’ve failed inspection again.”

               Grell moved his hips against the friction of William’s hand, trying to push himself into it. William pulled back, smacking Grell’s hip with the flat of his hand in retaliation. Underneath his touch, Grell moaned. “I put them on for you, Will!”

               “Oh?” William pulled his hands back and finished pulling Grell’s pants the rest of the way off. With that obstacle out of the way, he reached one hand down and stroked his own arousal through his trousers. Using his other hand, he traced the lines of Grell’s body through the lingerie. “Even after I left you alone last night?”

               “I was hoping that you wouldn’t be able to stay away,” Grell gasped as William’s hand tightened around his sac through the lace. He could feel fingers drifting even further back on his body.

               “How arrogant,” William said. Lifting the hand that was touching Grell, he spit into his palm. Then he brought his hand back down to curl around Grell’s erection. His strokes were gentle at first but quickly gained in speed. Grell writhed underneath of his touches, crying out every time that his hand brushed over something sensitive. Every movement of the fingers against his skin brought him closer to completion. And then it stopped.

               Grell’s head turned to the side, looking at William. Grell looked dazed. “Well, you’re here aren--”

               “Be quiet.” William swung one leg over Grell’s chest so that he was straddling him. He reached down and unfastened his own trousers, pulling his cock out. “Let’s see if you can put that mouth of yours to good use. Suck me off.”

               Grell leaned forward as far as the belt would allow him to move and licked the offering. At the touch, William’s hips moved forward of their own accord. William groaned and buried his hands in Grell’s hair, pulling his head closer. Grell’s lips closed around his cock. His tongue traced a circle around the edge of the head before he took as much of William’s penis into his mouth as he was able to. He ran his tongue down the length as William groaned and began to move his hips, slowly thrusting into Grell’s mouth. Grell leaned back slightly as he tried not to choke. Matching the rhythm, he began to move his head in time to William’s thrusts. The hands in his hair tightened, but Grell ignored the stinging feeling at his scalp. Flicking his tongue over the slit in the tip, Grell groaned against William’s flesh. Suddenly, William cried out as he came in Grell’s mouth.

               Slowly, he pulled himself out of Grell’s mouth and let go of the red strands of hair that were tangled around his fingers. Beneath him, Grell licked a couple of straight drops of salty white fluid from the side of his mouth. “You taste so good, Will.”

               William glared at him. “I told you to be quiet, didn’t I?”

               Grell watched, eyes wide, as William moved so that he was sitting beside Grell on the bed. Leaning up, he untied the belt that held Grell to the bed frame. He gave the strap a tug and Grell rolled to his side and sat up on his knees. As soon as he did so, William gave the belt another sharp pull and Grell fell forward into his lap. He could feel the heat of Grell’s arousal pressing into his thigh. William quickly reached up and ripped the red panties down a seam line, pulling them away from Grell’s body. “You’ve never been able to follow orders very well,” William said as he brought the flat of his palm down onto Grell’s backside. Grell cried out and writhed under his hand. William spanked him again, drawing another cry from the back of the man’s throat. The feel of the hand on his backside burned, but for Grell the sting was unexpectedly arousing. On the third strike, he was rubbing his hips against William’s leg as he cried out at the pain. Looking down at him, William raised an eyebrow. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Grell didn’t answer him. William brought his hand down on the naked skin again, watching as Grell’s ass turned a light shade of red. “I asked you a question.”

               “Y-yes,” Grell replied. “You said not to say anything, so I...”

               William ran his fingertips across the flushed skin he had been striking only a moment before. “If I ask you a question, you may answer.” He brought his hand up and slapped the skin once more, smirking as Grell cried out again. The sound was closer to a whine than a moan and it was music to his ears. He lifted his hand and struck the skin over and over until the man beneath him couldn’t stay still any longer. Grell’s hips moved heavily against William’s leg and he made little noises every time he moved. William’s smirk widened. It made some sense that someone like this person would enjoy something like that. He should have known. “What do you want, Grell?”

               “Fuck me.” Grell’s voice was quiet, and he was panting, his face resting on the pillows at the head of the bed. He tilted his head as best he could to look up at William.

               “You should speak up when you are addressing your seniors, you know.”

               “I said fuck me!” Grell shouted.

               “As you wish,” William said, suppressing a rather uncharacteristic smirk. “Get up against the bed rail.”

               Grell scooted and wiggled himself until he was on his knees with his hands gripping the bed rail. Even with the belt around his wrists, he was still able to get a hold on the thin cast iron rails. Behind him, William pushed his trousers and undergarments down to his knees. He spit into the palm of one hand and coated his erection with saliva. Leaning forward, he began to rub himself up against Grell’s backside. He reached up with two fingers and stuck them in Grell’s mouth. “Get them wet.”

               Grell obliged, licking the fingers much as he had done for another part of William’s anatomy a few minutes before. When he pulled the fingers back, they were coated in saliva. William reached down and ran his fingers between the cleft of Grell’s ass, letting his finger circle the entrance he found there. He pushed both fingers in at once, causing Grell to cry out. Slowly, he thrust the fingers in and out of him several times before pulling them away. Then, he pressed his arousal against the entrance.

               William groaned as he pushed himself into Grell. It felt as though the temperature in the room had been raised by ten degrees. As he began to move, Grell moved with him, pushing back against his thrusts and letting out quiet whimpers and moans as William moved inside of him. His body was tight and warm and, god, it felt like heaven. William pushed the mass of red hair to one side and pressed a swift kiss to Grell’s shoulder. The hand that wasn’t buried in the hair reached around and began to stroke Grell’s arousal. He loved the way that Grell felt under him. The way that he moved was incredible.

               “Will!” Grell cried out as William flicked his thumb over the sensitive spot underneath the head of Grell’s cock. William’s lips were on his shoulder. He could feel teeth on the skin of his neck. One of William’s hands dragged slowly down his chest. Grell felt the bite of nails in his skin. He arched back against William, delighting in the moan that it dragged out of his superior’s throat. His entire body tightened up as he screamed and shot thick threads of white fluid across the bed spread. Only a moment later, William grunted and spent himself inside Grell.

               Slowly, William pulled himself out of Grell and collapsed on the bed. He kicked his trousers all the way off as he went. Grell pulled away from the bed rail and turned his hands towards William, who reached up and loosened the belt that he had tied around Grell’s wrists. The belt discarded, Grell lay down next to him and unbuttoned William’s shirt before sliding an arm around his waist.

               After a long while, William spoke. “There is something I have been meaning to ask you.”

               “What is it?” Grell pressed a kiss to William’s chest, smiling against his skin.

               William turned his face to look down at him. “The other night, how did we wind up in that closet? What... actually happened?”

               “Oh, that.” Grell started laughing quietly. “You had been telling me off in the office for dancing on the accounting secretary’s desk. However, you were so drunk that you fell over into the closet. I was really very tired from all the excitement and you just looked so comfortable...”

               “... you’re saying that you and I... we didn’t.... Nothing happened?”

               “Nope.” Grell pulled himself closer to William, smiling happily. After a moment, he asked, “Are you mad that nothing happened?”

               Looking down at Grell, William was silent for a moment. Then, he wrapped an arm around the redhead’s shoulders. “You can make it up to me later.”
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