To Be Loved by Darkness

To Be Loved By Darkness
Chapter 4
The Cast:
Sebastian Michaelis: Rhinoa Lunar
Ciel Phantomhive: Jezebel Anne Harris
William T. Spears: Rhinoa Lunar
Grell Sutcliff: Jezebel Anne Harris
Lizzie: Rhinoa Lunar
Undertaker: Jezebel Anne Harris
Lord Frederick: Rhinoa Lunar
Yuki 3: Jezebel Anne Harris
Lady Josephine: Rhinoa Lunar
More are sure to come. We’ll keep you posted.
Also a reminder bo-chan means young master while bouchan is slang for erection.
(When we last left our lovers they knew they were no longer alone in preparation for the coming disaster and seemed to try and outdo one another in satisfaction noises at the hotel.)
Chapter Four
The Journey Begins
The following morning Ciel awoke to the unfamiliar calls of seaside birds coming through the open window. The sheets around him were stiff with dried fluids, and he blushed furiously when he recalled the dream he'd had and what had obviously become of it. He wondered if Sebastian had noticed it and squirmed at the thought. The demon didn't seem to be present though, which was unusual for him. Ciel wiped at his eyes before crawling out of bed. He pulled on some underwear and pants, because those were easy enough, and washed his face. As he was attempting to style his hair Sebastian returned with a grin and a basket of muffins. Ciel's bare tummy rumbled at the sight. His nights with Sebastian seemed to have paid off, as his young body, while still on the scrawny side, appeared to have gained a bit of definition in the time since he'd been revived. “Good morning, Sebastian,” he said with a half smile. “Is everything ready to board?” He wouldn't mention the wet dream if Sebastian didn't.
Everything is prepared for the journey. Even you seem to be fully prepared.” Sebastian's grin washed the border of sinful and calm away completely. Sebastian picked up the brush and began to fix Ciel's hair for him. He then dressed Ciel and took into account all that the room needed to be set in order. Setting to his tasks Sebastian was sure the hotel staff would find no evidence of the previous night's activities. He did all of this while Ciel ate. When they were both finished he turned to Ciel and smiled. “We should try to arrive early. I think that you'll find one thing in particular thrilling. They are to take a moving picture today of the ship's departure for her maiden voyage. The cameras are bulky but it is quite fascinating to see.”
Ciel was relieved not to have to explain his dreams to the demon. He hoped that before long he would be able to make them more then dreams again. “I would like to learn these things...You must grow tired of serving me constantly. Especially now that you're my lover, not my servant.” Ciel ate the muffins, drinking some sweet tea and looking out the window as within view passengers and crew loaded up the ship with this and that. What a shame it would all be at the bottom of the ocean in such a short time. He watched a pair of children run about as their parents led them aboard and had to look away as his feeling of unease almost took away his appetite. It wasn't so hard to find new focus, what Sebastian had said was intriguing. “Moving pictures?” The boy looked curious, having never experienced such things. “What sort of magic is that? The world is moving so fast now...It feels like only days ago it was a hassle to get a still photograph...”
“Bo-chan, humans have found a way of capturing images in sequence that they can project onto screens of silver later. It is quite fascinating.” Sebastian came over and turned Ciel to meet his eyes as he knelt down. “I will never tire of serving you if that is what keeps you happy.” With the statement Sebastian smiled and kissed Ciel gently on the lips.
Ciel smiled halfheartedly. He could already tell he was going to be in an odd mood today despite his love's kisses. “Then let's go, Sebastian. I want to see these newfangled cameras, feel the rush of the crowd...” He thought of Arthur and Sebastian's grim business. “And you have a lot to do.” Ciel returned his lover's kiss briefly before getting up and walking to the door, knowing without having to look that Sebastian would follow.
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Meanwhile, on a floor below Grell Sutcliffe Was excited as ever as he prepared for this big debut. He'd never been allowed to showcase his inner self in public like this, and now Will was giving his the opportunity to do just that. Everything had to be absolutely perfect. The fine dress was a start. Grell smiled in the mirror at the door of the washroom where his new lover was getting ready in his own way. The redheaded shinigami had dressed while Will was gone, and was in the process of curling his long red hair and applying make-up. “Ah yes...Rouge of course,” he said to himself, putting on a bright red shade of lipstick as he set the curler down with his other hand. “And I can't forget...A little powder...Perfect!” Finally the washroom door opened and Grell winked at William in the mirror. “What do you think, darling?”
William smiled at Grell's trial run. The shinigami had chosen the traveling dress thankfully and not the expensive evening gown. The rouge was a bit much for morning though perhaps it was the red hair reflecting in the sunlight that made it look so bright. William approached Grell slowly and pulled out a handkerchief. Softly he swept at Grell's cheekbones effectively blending the rouge in a bit better and subduing the look for day. William kissed Grell's lips tenderly and stood up slightly so he could still lean over his lover as he ran his fingers through her hair. “You look wonderful.”
“Y-you like it?” Grell couldn't resist hugging William tightly, the other most likely getting a feel of his stuffed breasts in the process. “I hoped you would...It isn't too much?” Grell cocked his head and turned back into the mirror, staring at himself longingly, pressing a false eyelash into place and swiping a stray curl out of his eyes. “Oh I do look amazing don't I...I would do me...”
William rolled his eyes slightly. Of all the things Grell was, subtle was not even in sight of the list. Once more he kissed Grell's lips before standing upright. “You do know a proper lady's conduct in a social setting I trust? Remarks such as that would not do well in the lowliest brothel let alone the first class decks of this ship.”
“Of COURSE I know how to behave like a lady William!” Grell, satisfied with his appearance, stood and crossed his arms, indeed looking rather feminine while doing so if not a bit over the top. “I AM a lady, and if they have a problem with the way I speak they should remember who's going to be collecting their souls in three days time,” Grell scoffed, but his indignation didn't last. He was too happy and excited to get aboard, but not if it would get him fired. Will still held that power, and it put him in an awkward spot with the other shinigami. “Won't the others know? Are you okay with our coworkers finding out about us already?”
“I think the fact that I had help picking out the clothes they might have picked up on something already. But they might only think I am making it easier for you to maintain a good cover as well. Undertaker and his team will be in the lower decks. We will have minimal assistance in first class since most of the passengers who survive will be here. Honestly, I think most of the men we meet will be the handiwork of that creature. We have another team stationed in second class as well. I think we've staffed things well enough. Besides, collection doesn't begin until Sunday evening so we should make the most of the trip and enjoy ourselves.”
“So we won't get to see Undertaker at all,” Grell pouted. He did indeed adore that strange, creepy man. It would have been interesting to watch him navigate first class. “Well..I guess we will after it's all through.” Something suddenly occurred to Grell, and he felt foolish for not thinking of it before. “We...We're going to have to swim in ice water aren't we...With sea creatures trying to eat us?” Suddenly collecting overtime on a sinking ship is starting to sound like a bad plan. “Will...” Grell jumped at a sudden knock on the door. He waited for William to go open it but then realized it was his room, and probably his guest. He sighed dramatically. “Very well, have the lady do all the work~” Grell opened the door to find none other than the legendary shinigami they'd mentioned before. The Undertaker smiled, overly entertained as always, and peeked past Grell to wave at Will.
William waved at Undertaker and turned his attention back to Grell. “The location the ship will be sinking does not have creatures except at the bottom yet to be discovered by humans. No more talk of legends and lies. I'll pack up my things and meet you in the lobby, dear.” William kissed Grell lightly on the cheek before exiting the room.
“Hmmm..William is far from his room this morning,” commented Undertaker as Grell let him into the room. He seemed to look Grell up and down then, taking in the sight of her. “OoOoOoh...I wasn't aware we could dress up for this mission...Or did William give you /that/?”
Grell glared as he shut the door. He could hardly suppress the slight growl to his voice. “Of course he was here we slept together! And I'm the only one dressing up here. You ruined my big debut with Will so this better be good.”
Undertaker was oblivious to Grell's distress, already poking around the room at this and that as if he owned it. “Yes...I can /smell/ it...A good evening of love indeed...You should be in a better mood.” Undertaker put down the hairbrush, casually dropping it back onto Grell's dresser nonchalantly. “For what I have to say.” His tone had changed, becoming cold and creepy in a way one might expect he was summoning demons. Grell was suddenly all ears, if the undertaker had come to his room for this it had to be big news.
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Sebastian made certain to place all the luggage tickets and the suite key in his pocket as he tipped the porter and joined Ciel on the first class viewing deck. The crowds of people who had come to catch even the slightest glimpse of the ship stretched beyond Ciel could see. Photographers were on deck snapping pictures with cameras smaller than Ciel had ever seen. They barely left traces of phosphorous too. The bulky motion picture cameras were on the docks making quite a racket. Children were running along the deck playing with small toys. There were even people with their pets gathered in their arms waving to the people who had not been able to secure a ticket on the luxury liner. Sebastian smiled at Ciel. “We shall be off soon. Do you wish to remain here or would you like to see your state rooms?”
It had taken a while to draw Ciel away from the cameras on the docks, but eventually they'd met with Elizabeth's family again and had to join them on deck. At last Ciel and Sebastian were alone again as they had moved toward the other side of the ship to show the younger children the ocean view. Ciel was more than a little relieved, as the flock of children unnerved him. He couldn't understand why, he had never particularly wanted or even liked children in his previous life. Once all of this was over he would have to have a talk with Sebastian about these unwanted new feelings. “I should like to see the rooms...I've seen a ship take off before, all this excitement is nauseating, considering.” Still, he couldn't take his eyes off the view. It was impossibly high for a ship, he could see out over practically the entire city. He watched as more people flocked to the docks, and passengers embarked still. Then his eyes caught on the vivid red hair of a lady being accompanied aboard, and something about her shook him to the core, making him visibly tense up. Of course THOSE people would be here...A disaster like this would be just the place for them. “Yes, I'm ready to go now,” he said, turning away from the rail and relinquishing his place to an elderly woman waving furiously at someone down below.
Ciel's staterooms were large and filled with all the luxuries of home. This ship even had running water in every stateroom and full scale plumbing for toilets. Even the steerage passengers had that on this ship. Sebastian showed Ciel his private promenade deck and sitting room before he showed him the bedrooms. Naturally there was a servant's bedroom that the outside would assume Sebastian occupied. The door next to their staterooms led to Arthur's rooms. He would remain mostly out of sight and tucked away desiring to spend his last moments in his companion's embrace while drowning in brandy. Only a few days and the ordeal would be over with. “Do you like it, bo-chan?” Sebastian really hoped Ciel would like it. The builders had spared no expense in making the ship a thing of beauty unlike any other the world had ever seen before. Perhaps even unlike any the world would ever see again. Sebastian leaned down to kiss and nuzzle Ciel's neck. He almost purred into his ears as he waited for a reply.
Ciel allowed a giggle, another strangely childish, light sound, another new addition to his personality since becoming one with Sebastian. “It is very nice.. Definitely up to my standards.” Ciel's lips twisted into a slight smirk as he tilted his head to bar access, knowing it would do nothing to stop his demon lover from thoroughly assaulting his neck as he pleased. “Though I would like to see more than only the bedroom ceiling during our stay...I doubt I'll have another chance to sail on a ship so large after what you'll do to it. Humans are cowardly creatures...They'll never rebuild.”
Sebastian pulled back when his lover seemed to shrink away. A positively evil grin crossed his handsome lips. “You feel sorry for them then? Sorry that all of this beauty will never be seen again? How odd.” Sebastian ran his hands along Ciel's body pulling him closer as he went in to nuzzle and kiss his throat once more. He knew he'd never be truly denied. But now he was very curious about Ciel's new found concerns.
Ciel frowned despite his lover's kisses, he suddenly felt cold inside, like something was missing deep at the center of him, a similar feeling to the day on the bridge when he'd realized he felt nothing about his own death. Sebastian's questions had struck a nerve somewhere, but it was like he just couldn't access that part of him that would have felt such things, only a hollow memory of it. Was this what it meant to have no soul? “Not...Sorry...Exactly,” Ciel tried to explain, finding it harder than it should be. “I don't know how I feel...It just seems like it should be wrong to shatter such happiness.”
“Happiness in material things is fleeting. Time goes on. They will build something grander one day, I'm sure.” Sebastian pulled away from Ciel and knelt on one knee facing him. He placed his hands on Ciel's shoulders and looked him in the eyes with concern. “Bo-chan, you know I would do anything you asked of me, but I cannot break the contract once it has been made. If it pleases you I will consult you before entering the next. Do not let it trouble you.” Sebastian wasn't sure what had Ciel so upset. He simply couldn't understand it. He was doing his part of a contract. Nothing more. Was Ciel upset about him killing people? That couldn't possibly be it. Still he thought it best to ease the mind of the one he loved as much as possible. He just didn't know how to go about it. It was a far cry from what he was used to doing after all. All he could really do was hope that Ciel would return to normal and allow him to caress him once more.
“It doesn't trouble me.” What troubled the boy was that he couldn't freely access the feeling it brought up. This sort of thing had only happened twice since he'd come back, but that was more than too much in his opinion. It wouldn't do to trouble Sebastian with those concerns though, these things were probably the norm for soulless creatures like him. “I don't know...I don't really feel anything. You shouldn't worry, this will pass...Human emotions must be lingering again.” Ciel kissed his lover softly on the forehead, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around Sebastian's neck. All of a sudden it was as if the emotion was never there to start with, and in it's place were last night's wet dreams.
Sebastian knew there was reason for concern here but how could he bother with that when Ciel's lips and hands were on him tearing at his clothes to free his form. Sebastian moaned into his lover's kiss and in turn began removing his clothing. It was hard to tell who was naked first but soon they were lying on the bed, Ciel under Sebastian, enjoying heated kisses and tender touches. Sebastian was not about to bloody the sheets just yet...They could do that later before his work began. Sebastian made sure to trail kisses down Ciel's chest until he had reached his goal. He took all of Ciel into his mouth and began to work furiously to please his lover.
Ciel moaned as Sebastian's mouth left no inch of him unteased. His legs squirmed of their own volition and he curled his fingers roughly into Sebastian's hair. This wasn't what he had in mind though, not after the vivid fantasies he'd been having. Giving Sebastian's hair a hard tug to pull him away he kissed his love's lips hungrily, moaning into his mouth before breaking the kiss and attempting to get on top. “That's not what I want right now, Sebastian.”
Sebastian grinned and kissed Ciel back but added a swift teasing lick as he leaned back allowing Ciel his new position. “And what pray tell do you have in mind, bouchan?” The demon could venture a guess where this was going but it was so much fun to make Ciel voice his wants.
Ciel nearly growled, cursing the fact he didn't have a wide enough arm span to pin his lover down. “You really want to know?” His voice was low with lust when he spoke. He clearly had his own plans. Ciel leaned in and barely brushed lips with his lover, teasing him until finally he bit down hard on Sebastian's lower lip before kissing him deeply, forcing his tongue into the demon's mouth. When he pulled back his lips formed a smile almost as seductively evil as Sebastian's. “I'm going to force you to take it whether you wish it or not, Sebastian...”
Sebastian smirked but his laughter was all contained inside. Ciel had not the strength nor the know how to force him into anything, yet the idea of his lover testing him made Sebastian even harder. “And what if I were to refuse?”
Ciel slapped him, knowing it wouldn't truly hurt him but loving the feeling of dominance it gave him. While Sebastian was still surprised at the impact he kissed the spot, and looked into his love's eyes. “You won't. It's my turn to have my way.” Ciel ground his erection against the demon's, moaning at the sensation. “You're going to let me play with you.”
Sebastian should have expected the slap. Even when under contract Ciel had never been stingy with those. Still Sebastian wanted to see how into his role Ciel was. He pulled Ciel close to him and nipped at his neck allowing his heated breath to gather. Between kisses and nips he managed to speak. “Just like a good boy, hmmn?”
“Yes, just like a good boy...Just like you would if I still owned you...As if I ordered you...” Ciel yanked Sebastian's head back by the hair, sitting up to look at the demon's perfect body. He ran his hands down his chest and stomach, trailing his fingers back up slowly, tickling as they barely touched skin. Then he roughly pinched his love's nipples and twisted, enjoying the slight look of pain on Sebastian's face. It was probably just a show, but it was most arousing.
Sebastian nearly lost himself in the pleasure Ciel was dishing out. He knew some of it was supposed to "hurt" so he made a face he thought expressed pain. Before he gave in completely he had to test again. In truth, he kind of liked Ciel this way. It did remind him of their time under the contract. But he hadn't been officially ordered anything just yet. “Oh really now?” Sebastian rolled over atop Ciel and began kissing him furiously. “There is only one way to attain that, bouchan,” Sebastian teased using the newer nickname hoping Ciel would blush giving away just a hint of innocence, but no more than a hint. After all, how can he give more than that of something no longer there?
Ciel's cheek did redden, but his eyes never lost their hard focus. So Sebastian was going to disobey him after all was he? He wanted that? He could play this game, Ciel was more than determined not to give in today. He gave Sebastian's chest a shove and ripped off his eyepatch to reveal his scarred eye, which still glowed faintly with his passion. “This is an order, Sebastian. You WILL submit to me as I see fit.”
Sebastian smiled and his red glowing eyes gazed into Ciel's. “Yes, my lord.”
Certain that the demon would no longer put up any resistance Ciel shoved him onto his back and reclaimed his position between his lover's legs, pushing them wide open for the joy of making his love uncomfortable. “Yes..that does make it simpler...I've wanted to have you so badly since the last time...” As Ciel spoke he fondled his lover's balls, squeezing, tugging, massaging, before moving on to his fully erect cock, stroking it teasingly slow and not even bothering to keep up a rhythm. “I really love to make you lose control you know...”
Sebastian moaned as he relinquished his control to Ciel. True the contract no longer bound him to obey his former master, but something was to be said for the love of obeying this one. He had never gained so much pleasure from being ordered by any of his previous contracts until he met his bo-chan. Sebastian pressed his legs further apart to grant Ciel full access as he worked. He was careful not to reach out and touch his lover. If Ciel wanted that he would tell him. When Ciel made it a point he was merely teasing Sebastian with his random strokes, Sebastian whimpered softly without really meaning to. He bit down on his lip and a tiny droplet of blood trickled down his chin. “Bo-chan...”
“You don't like that?” Ciel allowed Sebastian a faster stroke, twisting his wrist with each pull upward, grinning as the head of his lover's cock moistened. He leaned in and licked at the precum, but didn't take Sebastian into his mouth though he wanted to. “How should I prepare you...You were so tight last time...”
Sebastian moaned in pleasure as Ciel increased his speed and pressure. He had brought the bubonic plague through Eurpoe. He had crumbled kingdoms. And now he was quivering with need under his lover. “Bo-chan...Nnnnmm.” He tried to form coherent words but all he could muster was Ciel's name as he threw his head back in a beautiful display of complete submission. He trusted Ciel. Surely that was what this was about. As long as his lover kept this up he would not mind. Sebastian's hips began to rock into Ciel's motions without him even realizing it. Still his bo-chan had asked him a question and he should answer it. Finally Sebastian found his voice. “Prepare me as you see fit, bo-chan. I am yours and only exist to please you as you see fit.”
“As I see fit, hm...” It was almost enough just to watch his lover writhe in pleasure beneath him. Sebastian was so beautiful. Ciel wanted to explore every inch of him, but his erection was becoming hard to ignore. He sucked on a finger, wetting it just enough before slipping it inside, moving it in and out slowly. Ciel suddenly found himself wondering about something, not that Sebastian had ever done it to him, or anyone else. He thrust a second finger inside roughly. “What if I licked you here? Would you enjoy that? And don't just say yes my lord.”
Sebastian had never really thought of that one before. Then again, he had never been one for bringing pleasure alone. He wasn't sure how it would feel but if it would please his bo-chan he was willing to try. “Bo-chan, if it would please you, I would like that very much.” Sebastian stifled a moan only to cry out a moment later as Ciel's fingers worked inside him. Ciel seemed to know exactly what to do.
“Hmm...Then I'll save that idea for later.” While he was still curious, having often heard there were ways of pleasing women orally in that way, he had to admit his need was too great to bother with new practices anymore. He removed his fingers, spitting on them to get them wet again and slipping a third inside. “Is this enough? Would you like to use your mouth to slick me for you...I want to be sure you'll moan loudly in pleasure, not pain.”
Sebastian moaned again as Ciel's third finger slid inside him. He was dizzy with pleasure and when asked if he wanted to take Ciel into his mouth he growled with lust. “I want to taste you, bo-chan. Please.”
“You may...” Ciel smirked, pulling his fingers out again and stroking his length, making himself moan unexpectedly. “Yes..I would really like that actually...”
Sebastian's eyes glowed brighter in delight as he sat up and leaned down so he could run his tongue and teeth along Ciel's length. He allowed his tongue to circle the tip before he took all of it in deep. Sebastian made sure to moan and work his tongue so that saliva built up. He knew he was making slurping noises but he didn't care. He was working Ciel into a frenzy and wanted to see the results. His own need was growing painful, but again he trusted that Ciel would take care of that.
Their position allowed for Ciel to reach for his lover's length, stroking it in time with every suck. In a way the motion was helping him regain control, as Sebastian's mouth was pleasing him in a way he knew he would cum before long if he allowed it to go on. He pulled away again, slapping Sebastian's cock just to watch him wince. He'd never felt so...Powerful. “Open your legs and beg for me now.”
Sebastian loved the sensation when Ciel slapped his length. It made him take in a sharp breath due to the shock. Sebastian knew he had an order to follow though and he lifted his hips up slightly using a pillow to prop himself up as he spread his legs. He looked into Ciel's eyes and try as he might he could not calm his eyes to show the need as he wanted for it was already too great. “Bo-chan, I need to feel you inside me. I am yours to do with as you please. I need you to fill me and complete your claim. Please.”
The sight of his demon lover open and pleading for him nearly made Ciel burst, but instead it spurred him on. Grabbing a handful of Sebastian's hair he kissed his lover hard, thrusting all the way inside and screaming in pleasure without breaking the kiss. He couldn't take the time to let Sebastian get used to it, and he didn't think the demon would mind as he started thrusting frantically, pulling nearly all the way out only to slam his length deep each time. He was moaning so loud that he finally had to break the kiss for air. Ciel held onto Sebastian's hips, throwing his head back with the pleasure of being inside his love like this.
Sebastian could scarcely believe how Ciel was driving him mad. Sebastian moaned Ciel's name into his hair when his lover removed his lips. Watching Ciel in the throes of passion was more erotic than many would guess. The way his face contorted into pure lust and need yet never lost complete composure was beyond description. The soft blush that filled his cheeks as he knew what he was doing was nothing short of scandalous. Sebastian reached down to stroke his own erection as Ciel fucked him without mercy. He could read Ciel well enough in bed by now that timing it so he came with his lover should be no problem. He only hoped Ciel could last a while longer. It felt too good to end.
Ciel growled when he realized Sebastian was pleasuring himself without permission. He pulled his lover's hand away, holding Sebastian's wrists at his sides. “You will only touch yourself if you ask me first. Ah!” Ciel had to bit his lip to stifle a moan of delight as the demon somehow worked his muscles in a new way, squeezing him perfectly. He ground his hips against the other man, occasionally letting out adorable pleased gasps. “O-oh...Seb-I can't much longer...”
“Then please bo-chan I beg of you, allow me my release as well. We should do it together.” Sebastian squeezed his muscles tighter as he spoke realizing that moan was caused by a similar action moments before.
“I-inside?” Ciel was panting, his heart racing with his efforts to move at near light speed within his lover. He was so close and yet something was holding him back still. He wrapped both hands around Sebastian's cock, stroking it vigorously in time with his thrusts. The sounds his love made were so erotic Ciel could hardly stand it. This was so much better than the dream.
Sebastian arched his back to allow Ciel an even deeper angle as he felt hands wrap around his cock. He could not help but call out his lover's name as he felt the rush of fluids spill out of himself and into his eager ass. He caught Ciel as he dropped onto his chest and claimed him in a kiss that would prove once more who really ran things even if he relinquished control every now and then. “So was I a good boy?”
Ciel nuzzled his lover's face, mumbling sweet nothings for a moment, his mind temporarily out of commission. He thrust into Sebastian a few more times, letting his clenched muscles milk him. Finally he pulled out and lay beside Sebastian, resting his chin on his demon loves chest. “Perfect...Who could ask for a better butler?”
“Who indeed?” Sebastian stroked Ciel's hair and simply enjoyed his presence for the moment.
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William tipped the steward generously and closed the door as he left. He had been silent which usually didn't bode well for the redhead who was now his only company in the staterooms. He said not a word to Grell, but instead walked to their private promenade so he could see the ship leave the harbor.
Grell was rather disappointed. He was angry with Undertaker, after his little parting comment, and now he was angry with William for being in such a sour mood. At least he wasn't the one with a sore ass and corset on. He followed Will out to the promenade, watching as porters carried on last pieces of luggage and gangways were removed in preparation for the depart. Grell folded his arms and leaned against the railing, his general redness commanding his boss' attention. “Are you going to tell me what your problem is? I was looking forward to socializing on deck and here you are moping..Just because it's going to sink doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves William darling~”
William lifted an eye to Grell but made no move towards him. “Have a nice private chat with your old flame?”
“I haven't seen Undertaker in years of course we had a nice "chat." Grell made sure to include the quotation marks. “Aside from his little revelation...” Suddenly it hit Grell like a ton of bricks that perhaps Will was jealous of he and Undertaker. What a novel concept, a man being jealous over him... “Will~ You aren't...Jealous are you,” Grell teased, sidling closer, getting his face very close to Wills as if the proximity were necessary to discern the other's slightest reaction.
William stiffened which for him was an accomplishment all in itself. “Your past is best left where it can rest.” William dared to glance at Grell but only let his eyes linger a moment. He really couldn't handle it if the redhead had flirted with Undertaker.
“Hmph...” Grell took Will's chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. “I wasn't lying to you when I said I'd never done that before. Even with him, I only sucked his cock once forever ago...He just wanted to talk.” The red shinigami turned to look out at the people below. Everywhere people were waving, ringing bells, taking photographs. And the ship was ever so slowly moving away from them now, making the crowd break out in an exceptional amount of noise. “He wants to speak with you too. You should probably go meet with him yourself, they'll bar him from our level won't they?”
William loosened though his face seemed sad hearing the bluntness of the past Grell shared with Undertaker. He hated thinking that those lips meant for his kisses had been on Undertaker. But he had to admit if it was in the past it could not be helped. Will buried his face in Grell's neck and kissed him tenderly. “He will be barred. I have ways of communicating with him though. Just promise me one thing. Please be loyal. I've waited so long and I'm scared I'll lose you.” William knew he'd probably just made a HUGE mistake in admitting a vulnerability to the shinigami, but the damage was done. Hopefully Grell would not take advantage of this.
Grell was shocked by Will's revelation. For a moment he couldn't think of anything to say in response. Only a few days ago they'd been on a casual dating basis, and now Will was asking for a total commitment..? Of course he wanted to stay with Will...he was loving, attractive, his first...But he didn't know if he had the self control to keep from flirting with other attractive men, and he figured that would pose a problem. “W-Will...I don't know...I'll try my best. I've never been in a relationship like that before so...” The fallen look on Will's face nearly broke Grell's heart. “I promise I want to try though...I don't have the most trustworthy past. But you have to promise if we're going to be loyal like this I can have children someday.”
William did his best not to roll his eyes at Grell's lack of basic biology and let the babies comment slide. He smiled and pulled Grell close to him kissing his lips as he did. “Then I will try not to be so jealous. But I must say I have the most beautiful woman on board as my companion and the men will be lining up if I'm not careful.”
“I'll fight them off with my death scythe,” Grell said with a wicked grin. “Thank you soooo much for returning it~” He nipped at Will's nose before pulling back and taking a spin in his new dress. When he stopped to strike a pose he did give William a serious glance. He wasn't about to let his stipulation go. “I'm serious William, I want to have babies someday and I won't stay with a man that won't make that happen.”
“Basic biology won't allow that in the traditional sense, but perhaps we can figure something out one day. I'm not opposed to the idea. I just think we should take things as they come.”
Grell smiled, glad Will would at least consider it as a long term possibility. Who knew where they'd be in the future, but at least his boyfriend would think about it. By the time they were ready technology might have found a way to make such things possible anyhow. “Yes, of course.” He hugged Will, watching the people on the dock get slowly farther away, the ship making a racket with some horn, children on shore throwing flowers as if it were a wedding. “Ah..How cute...Lucky those people aren't on this ship, hm?” Then he remembered what Undertaker had wanted to tell Will earlier. “Undertaker managed to scare the right people...Those artifacts were moved, he confirmed it.”
William pushed up on his glasses and cleared his throat. “Good. They can't be lost, but I wonder if they will still make it to their destination? Thieves and all. Though if they are not spoken of people will think they have gone down with the ship.” Will turned his attention back to Grell. “We have hours before afternoon tea is served and then plenty of time before dinner. What would my lovely lady like to do?” William reached out and took Grell's hand kissing it as a gentleman would a true lady of class.
Grell blushed, nearly getting a nosebleed from the sheer joy he felt whenever William treated him this way. Maybe he really wasn't as boring as Grell had originally thought. When returned his hand Grell slid closer along the promenade's guardrail, kissing Will's cheek and laying his head against his boyfriend's shoulder. The docks were fading quickly into the distance now, and yet it hardly felt like they were moving. “Well...What is there to do? We could play shuffleboard...Explore the shopping...Mingle...” Grell leaned in and nibbled at his lover's ear. “We could fuck out here and watch the ocean...”
William smiled and placed an arm around Grell's waist. “All the shopping will have to wait until we arrive in New York, I'm afraid. I guess you've never been on a ship like this before. There are no shops here. I would like very much to admire the view here though.” William made sure to look into Grell's eyes when he said that.
“No shopping? Then what the hell is all this extra space for..A ship this big, I was expecting an entire shopping plaza,” Grell ranted a bit but stopped when Will caught his eyes. It was always unexpected for someone to agree with him, especially his boss who so often had disciplined him harshly in the past. Then again, now that they were really a couple why wouldn't Will want to have sex as much as possible. “It is a nice view~”
“I wasn't talking about the ocean.” William cupped Grell's cheek in the palm of his hand and smiled. He would make this the romantic trip of a lifetime for Grell.
Grell looked down with mock shyness only to look back up at Will through half-lidded bedroom eyes and thick false lashes that were his trademark. “Neither was I, William Darling~”
William leaned in and kissed Grell softly on his lips. “Do you have any idea just how beautiful you are?”
Grell had to pull away slightly, holding his nose with a dainty gloved hand. “Oh Will stop, you'll make me bleed all over my new dress.” But before Will could respond Grell kissed him again, letting their lips meet just a bit longer than before. “I love it when you talk romantic like that~”
“Its what you deserve.” William kissed Grell again deeply but not demanding. He wanted Grell to know that he wanted him for more than just sex. It seemed that might prove a difficult balance, but it was one he hoped to achieve.
“What I deserve…If you only knew the half of it.” Grell chuckled sarcastically, knowing there were still things about him Will couldn't possibly know. Things he'd never told anyone, even with his big mouth. Judging by his reaction to his brief fling with Undertaker, Grell thought it would be a long time before he related any more information about his sexual past. “How about what you deserve…A hot man like you deserves all a lady can give…”
“I intend to savor your generosity, my dear.” William claimed Grell's lips once more. This time he wrapped his arms around his lover's waist pulling him close. He dipped Grell down a bit so he could tower over him like an image from one of those motion pictures he had seen. He would need to take Grell to see one someday. For now it was just the two of them and all was perfect. Will could smell Grell's perfume and the salty air. It was wonderful.
Grell trailed his fingers down the back of Will's neck, giving him chills, though maybe it was the sea breeze or even just kissing him that did so. The breeze ruffled his skirts and teased his curls indeed just like a romance movie. Everything felt so completely perfect. “You know I've always wanted to make love in broad daylight like this..So dangerous...So on the edge…” Grell snapped his teeth to startle his lover a bit, then leaned in to nuzzle his strong neck.* But you really should go talk to Undertaker...It sounded important.
William made an effort to break away from his lover. “I will be back as soon as I can. Our work has the worst timing.” William set off to find Undertaker.
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Undertaker had never been the type for high-society, though he often dealt with them in his line of work. Steerage was no bother to him, and in fact, he'd stipulated it when Will had first asked him to come along for this mission. The most fun would be down here, of course first class would get on the lifeboats first. The world was a strange, funny place after all, where the often crooked upper class was given praise over the hard-working poor he preferred. And yet, as far as class injustice went this wasn't the worst of accommodations actually. In his time Undertaker had been on slave ships, and to those unfortunate souls this would have been heaven. The plumbing was exceptionally entertaining. Many of the passengers were still on deck watching the shore disappear, but Undertaker had seen enough of ships in the past, the fun part of this voyage would come later. He was in his bunk, playing cards with an elderly man who spoke just enough English to swear he wasn't cheating. It was pleasing company in his opinion.
A light-hearted giggle was heard in the halls as a young girl clutching a much loved china doll danced by. She paused in the doorway at the sight of Undertaker and smiled before running off. Moments later William knocked at the open door frame. “We must speak in private. I have found a place if you will follow, or would your roommate mind stepping out for a moment?”
Undertaker grinned widely, waving at the little girl as she passed. Yes, the men and women on first class couldn't possibly be having more fun. When William arrived Undertaker nodded as if he'd been expecting him. “Of course...” Undertaker said something to his roommate in Italian, and the man got up with a grumble, taking his winnings from the card game and leaving to go about some other business, or meet up with his family still on deck. Once he was gone Undertaker motioned for Will to have seat. “Weeeelcome overseer..to my lovely accommodations. Come in for a spot of cards?”
“I care more to hear your report and I have a question for you after that. Possibly more depending on your report.” William adjusted his glasses and sat on the opposite bunk. The room was cramped but nicer than anything the poor would find on shore.
Undertaker seemed a bit disappointed in Will's humorless approach, but smiled knowingly, not expecting anything more from the overseer. He had worked under both Will's predecessors and it seemed all of them were equally professional and stoic. Instead he leaned back against his bunk, twiddling his fingers and gazing out somewhat maniacally from under his white fringe. “Yes, I spoke to the pretty red one this morning...Curator of those artifacts had them moved. The diamond is still on board though...Along with it's shards...” Undertaker's smile got somehow wider than before, a Cheshire-like grin if there ever was one. “The Earl...After I gave his pet demon /that/ I closed his dossier and it seems to have disappeared...You would do to watch him...Without a soul he can slip under even your esteemed radar, overseer.”
“Yes, the pretty red one indeed. As to the boy, I am aware of the problem with his cinematic record, but you mean you gave no means of tracking? Also, the diamond is here? It was supposed to be secured. And both shards?” William seemed quite disturbed and slightly angry but the source of his anger seemed to be the way Undertaker had referred to Grell and not the bad news.
Undertaker laughed, a creepy sound in itself. The source of his amusement was not entirely clear, but then it never was. “So many questions William? Hehehe...Of course there's no means of tracking soul-less ones...That boy's tryst with life has passed. He is already dead as far as our business is concerned. The shards are on the Earl's body...” Undertaker fingered his own high collar, knowing all about Sebastian's gifts to Ciel. His means were often uncalled for, but there wasn't much that slipped past him. “I think he might try to pilfer the other...Hehe...The Phantomhive is a slippery one...And if the demon gets a /rise/ on the situation he could /use/ it to his advantage.”
“The gem must be protected. It has purpose still. I'll station one of my team on it directly. We'll need to track the boy and his creature more closely when we can. I believe you know what I mean. Now for my other question.” William shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “I am curious as to your previous relationship with Grell.” William knew he might be revealing a bit in his body language, but he also knew that Undertaker would be honest...Brutally so.
Undertaker tilted his head to the side, looking at the shinigami overseer from a different perspective, literally. His fidgeting proved he had feelings for Grell, interesting. He must have been the red one's first seeing as Grell had openly gushed about their affair this morning. “Hehe...You're impatient, overseer...But I will tell you about /that/ if it's what you wish...” Suddenly Undertaker was sitting beside Will, allowing his long black nails to trail up the others' arms and scratch at his cheek. “That red one sold his mouth before you employed him...But I never /paid/ for /that/...We both had many...fetishes. Sometimes he let me /slice/ him..And he quite enjoyed to dance beneath the golden stream...Hehee...But he only ever put his mouth on me in /that/ way...Maybe he was /saving/ himself...”
William shuddered at the thought of his lover selling any part of himself. Why would he ever feel he had needed to? It made no sense. And Grell had taken such offense when he had thought Will had just used him. William felt physically dizzy and his skin paled. He had knots in his stomach and something vile was pushing its way up. William scrambled to the wastebasket in the room and vomited. When he was finished he adjusted his glasses and sat on the floor. “Did you ever love him?”
Undertaker burst into a fit of laughter watching Will's display of intense emotion. His fetishes were odd, but they'd never provoked that reaction. And how could he not have know Grell's sultry past if they'd been dating for months? “Who would have thought you were such a natural comedian, overseer...No, love had nothing to do with it. But I do like him...We've become great.../Friends/...
William stood and adjusted his coat. Pushing his glasses up on his nose he walked close to Undertaker. His demeanor had become threatening. “See that is all you are. Grell is mine now.” Will headed for the door in mild disgust. He knew he had not been Grell's first everything, but to hear that his lover had once felt the need to sell his services like that...It made him feel protective. He would make sure Grell never needed to do that again.
“I have no desire to steal the red lady away from you...” Undertaker joked, waving it off and using his high-pitched tone, but then he became serious again. “Our business isn't over, William Spears...Have you arranged for the portal? If they're going to be shutting off levels I'll want to be sure I can get to it...I don't think I would like to spend the rest of my retirement at the bottom of the sea...Hm?”
“Everything has been set in order. We will all have our way out and meet in Central Park of New York before going back to headquarters to file our reports.” William left the company of Undertaker and made his way back to the staterooms he shared with Grell. He managed to buy a dozen red roses off one of the steerage passengers for three times what they were worth. He needed something, ANYTHING to give Grell. Something to prove he would never need to do those things again. William was furious with Undertaker, but admitted it was in the past and could not be changed. When he found Grell she was watching the ocean fly by on the promenade. William snuck up behind her and presented the flowers from behind. “For you my beautiful one.”
Grell was momentarily on the defensive when Will arrived, almost expecting he was being assaulted. Life was hard for a lady unaccompanied after all...But Once he saw the flowers he smiled widely, turning around and kissing Will quickly before taking the roses and smelling them. “Mmm...Oh William darling, they're beautiful...Red like the blood of a freshly slaughtered whore...You shouldn't have!”
William stiffened at the comment unsure what Grell meant. Surely she used that as some sort of ruse. Though it had been prostitutes she killed with the Jack the Ripper fiasco Will was STILL sorting out. Thankfully the Phantomhive child and his companion had not disclosed any inside information, but still there were false leads to create and conspiracy theories to feed. Did Grell feel ashamed of her past. How would Will approach the subject with his lover? “I simply saw them and knowing how much you love red I thought you should have them. What is my lovely lady wearing to dinner tonight? Or are you to surprise me?”
Grell smiled alluringly. “What would you like me to wear? Our first tight on a ship such as this...I think I will wear the one with the crystals...I want to look classy after all, we can't have any rumors spreading~” Grell suddenly kissed her lover full force on the lips, forcing his tongue past Will's lips, pressing their bodies close, wanting to feel Will against her.
William felt himself grow hard as Grell kissed him with such force. He returned the kiss with all of his own need and hoped that Grell would respond with the passion he had grown to love about him. Will's arms wrapped around Grell and slipped down so he could feel the firm ass Grell hid underneath his dress. William kissed down Grell's cheek to nibble and nip at his earlobe. Breathing heavily he sighed into his lover's neck. “No, no rumors. Just me and my beautiful companion. My beautiful Grell.”
Grell made to nip at Will's tongue, but he ended their kiss just in time. Grell whined impatiently as Will played with his earlobe. Will still hadn't found the tender spot just behind his ear, but he was so close. They had plenty of time for Will to make that discovery though. The thought made Grell squirm, shifting his hips slightly as he slowly became hard beneath the dress. How inappropriate...And he was sure Will could tell with their bodies pressed so close. “My darling William...Grell is such a...It isn't a very feminine name is it?”
“I think its perfect.” Will's voice was filled with lust as he pulled Grell impossibly close and continued to toy with his ear.
Grell tilted his head slightly, giving a hint as to his favorite spot. Pressed so close to Will it was impossible not to grind his erection into his lover's hip, moaning like a wanton slut at the friction. “You're-you're the perfect one...Mmm can't I taste you, William darling? I promise I'm very good at it...I can change my teeth and everything~”
William followed Grell's guiding arch to find the spot he so obviously wanted attention given to. Once he saw Grell's reaction his lips curved into a sly grin. Grell's offer had been tempting but he wanted to see Grell tremble under him a little while longer. “We have plenty of time before dinner, darling. I see no reason to rush but I do believe momentarily I may take you up on your tempting offer.” William made sure to grind his own erection into Grell as he spoke. He then returned to giving Grell's sweet spot attention.
Grell let out an embarrassing girlish squeak as Will teased him, the sensations from his neck running like a direct line to his cock and nipples. Every bit of him desired this man at the moment. It was scary how well his new boyfriend was treating him. Grell felt like a living cliche just thinking it, but he'd never expected real love to feel so nice. “Wiiiiilll,” he pleaded, but didn't even know what he was begging for, just knew he wanted more.
William heeded his lover's pleas and in his own growing need took Grell by the throat and slammed him into the nearest wall licking at his neck as he did so. He went back to Grell's ear shortly but hoisted his skirts up so he could better grip his lover's ass.
Grell was pleased he'd completed his outfit with lacy feminine underthings. Will made a sound of surprised pleasure that made Grell close his eyes and give in completely to the bliss of his lover's lips against his tender neck.
William was surprised and kind of excited by the lacing he felt and let out a moan of delight. He nipped down a bit on his lover's neck. “What a tease my lady can be.” Will loosened his grip on Grell so the redhead could take his own lead. He never nudged or pressed for anything. Will simply gave Grell leeway to take his own bit of control.
Grell smirked sexually, licking his lips and opening his mouth so Will could watch as his sharp teeth receded into the normal human variety. He palmed Will's erection through his lover's pants, rubbing and stroking it steadily, making sure to squeeze his balls firmly each time. He nibbled at Will's neck softly. “It isn't teasing if you can have it,” Grell practically purred into the others' ear. Then he slowly got down on his knees, undoing Will's pants to pull out his impressive cock.
Will couldn't hold in the moan when Grell's eager hand found his cock. Grell was quite skilled at making him feel pleasure. William tilted his head for his lover's mouth as it nibbled at his neck. He leaned into Grell's hair smelling the perfumes and taking note so he could try and find a new bottle to give his lover as a gift. “Nnn, Grell. I want it if you will only give it. My beautiful Grell.” Will loved the responses he got when he pointed out the redhead's amazing looks. It was such a simple way to please her and it was all true. It was hard to believe Grell was really his still,though at the moment Grell was proving it to be true.
The redheaded temptress rubbed his lips against his lover's cock, enjoying the velvety feel against his face. But he wasted not much time in taking it into his mouth, he was too eager to taste it. Humming as he did so, Grell slowly worked his way down, letting Will feel every inch as it went down his throat. Grell had forgone any semblance of a gag reflex long ago, allowing his to take the other man so completely he could tickle the tender spot between cock and balls with his tongue.
William knew his voice was louder now that Grell was lowering those lips around him. The noises he made could not be described as moans or grunts really, but they were most definitely sounds of pleasure. “Damn, Grell,” William gasped when Grell took all of him in. His lover's tongue was quite flexible and William wondered if his lady would allow him the pleasure of sex before this was over with. The way his mouth worked at him made him tremble. Will wasn't sure how long he could last. He placed his hands on Grell's head and shoulder urging him when he hit the right spot. Grell was still moving almost painfully slow, but even this elaborate teasing of his cock would defeat the shinigami overseer if Grell had any more hidden talents.
Grell moaned around the cock in his mouth, twisting his head this way and that as he began to bob his head more quickly, letting Will's full length penetrate his throat each time. He'd had a lot of practice in making his mouth feel like a virgin sheath, and he wouldn't deny his lover now. He swallowed around the head of Will's cock, the muscles of his throat contracting around it as his tongue swirled along the underside of his lover's erection. Cupping and rolling Will's balls in his hand Grell could tell the other was already close, and he smiled inside at the thought he was making Will so horny this way.
William tried to speak, but words would not come. Grell was doing sinfully wondrous things to him and that's all that mattered. Will moaned his lover's name as Grell sped up and left him breathless. He thrust into Grell's mouth but restrained as much as he could wanting to feel exactly what Grell was doing unhindered. Will tugged at the long red hair he had twisting in his fist. He knew he might hurt Grell if he wasn't careful, but he was losing all sense of control. Control was one thing Will always seemed to have...Grell was taking it with ease and for now, William didn't care. “Grell, I...Nnnnn, Oh God, Grell. I'm going to come too fast. What about you?”
Grell pulled away somewhat reluctantly, letting his hands take over. “Oh but William darling I so looove the taste of warm seed spilling down my throat..” Grell tongued the slit of his lover's cock relentlessly, watching as his knees buckled and he had to hold onto the wall for balance and loving every minute of it. “It's your wish...My pleasure is your pleasure...”
William relented unable to care for the time being about anything other than those lips wrapped around his cock sucking the life out of him like a drug. He held fast to the wall with his left hand but kept his right wrapped in Grell's hair. William shuddered and called out his lover's name when he came.”Oh Grell...” Will looked his lover in the eyes and marveled at how beautiful Grell looked on his knees in his fancy dress with swollen red lips. “My lady will have her evening after dinner. Starting with a stroll along the first class promenade and ending with champagne and lovemaking under the stars on our private deck if she so desires.”
Grell moaned loudly, unable to contain his sounds of lust as Will's essence filled his mouth and flowed down his throat. He loved the texture, the salty flavor, everything. He'd always believed you could tell a good man by the taste of...Well. Once he'd taken his time to suck every last drop from his lover's softening cock he swallowed and licked his lips, daintily wiping at his chin and licking his fingers clean. “Mmm...She desires very much...But I do have one request. If you don't take offense...” Grell slowly trailed gentle kisses along his lover's length before putting it away and fixing Will's pants, getting up to nuzzle Will's chest like a pleased kitten.
William wrapped his arms around Grell as he nuzzled into his chest. “What would that be, dear?”
“I want Sebastian to see me tonight...” There was a hint of something dark in his voice, but it wasn't the usual lust he typically exhibited for the demon. “I want him to see what he's missing...If you can somehow arrange for us to come in contact with him...”
“The first class dining hall is set up in such a way where that is certain to happen regardless of how we try to avoid it.” William found and adjusted his glasses. It bothered him that Grell still had the creature in mind enough to find it necessary to invoke jealousy in it, but Will was hopeful that would be all Grell wanted with him. William placed his hand on Grell's face just under his chin and brought him in close for a soft kiss. Breaking away he looked his lover in the eyes. “I don't know what you're planning in that overactive imagination of yours, but I trust you'll only be trying to make him realize what an idiot he is and nothing more.”
“Of course that's all I'll be doing! You have no trust in me...If I wanted to cheat on you I wouldn't be here right now you know,” Grell lectured, but he didn't raise his voice or really sound annoyed, more chiding. He kissed Will back quickly and smiled charmingly, letting his teeth grow pointed again. “You make me very happy Will...”
“And you make me happy, Grell.” William kissed Grell back tenderly.
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(A/N: William for me is fun to play. He absolutely adores Grell but can't allow these feelings to interfere with work. He's worked too hard to get where he is to fail. He is hard on Grell at work because he wants to see Grell succeed and nothing more. He admires the ability to live carefree as Grell does but feels he could never be that way. He longs to be able to let go and be as free as his love even if just for a moment or two. Will is a pretty deep character for me actually. Sebastian's true nature will be coming out in the next few chapters and while it may seem unusually cruel please remember he is a demon and not a human. Sebastian's ideas of love and compassion are not the same as a human would think. He will eventually try to learn to compromise this with Ciel, but it will take time. Josephine plays a bigger role in the next chapter and is fast becoming one of my favorite characters to write. I guess she's a lot like me in some ways but different enough that I don't feel as though I am writing myself into the story. How about Undertaker!?! Jeze is an amazing Undertaker in my opinion.