Akashitsuji - Red Butler

Akashitsuji - the long awaited



The following days, Grell had been so happy that he had followed Sebastian around wherever he went, trying to copy his butler skills, but mostly he failed to do them the right way. Grell had dropped several plates, wrecked an expensive old vase, messed up the garden and cost every other servant in the house a lot of extra energy and wasteful time. Sebastian had his hands full trying to make everything run smoothly still, Grell annoyed him till no end since their talk. He had been acting like a little girl in love, asking Sebastian out on a date or for a ‘kiss with the tongue’, or even worse things he did not want to think about. Did that shinigami have no pride?! Or was he really head over heels for him?



Sebastian sighed, this could not go on any longer, Grell had an other job to take care of, the one he was fit to do instead of trying to be a butler. Why wasn’t he reaping souls? When Sebastian met his young master for dinner, he carefully explained what had happened this day. Including what went wrong, and the damage costs. Ciel was clearly agitated, why was Grell ruining his household? First it looked like he did his best to please everyone around him. Making friends with Meiren, Finni and Bard. He had sincerely apologised about the accident with the customer and he seemed really worried about that. But now, he seemed to be back to his old careless self, only having eye for Sebastian, his Sebastian.



After dinner, he called Grell to his study, he had to end this for the sake of Sebastian. When Grell came in he could see the shinigami was uncomfortable, served him right. ‘Ah, what honour, how can I be of service to the young master?’ Although he did not know the reason, Grell gave an expectant look, somehow he still did not have a gut feeling he was about to lose this temporary job. ‘After all I am a butler to die for! ~’ Grell exclaimed, sticking out his tongue playfully. ‘Hideous…’ Ciel muttered under his breath, he sighed. ‘Grell Suthcliff, you have not been fulfilling your duty very well the past weeks, and I find it for the better to undo you of your duties.’ Grell’s happy expression changed when the earls words dawned upon him. ‘You mean. . . I am fired?!’



Ciel gave him a stern look. ‘Yes you are fired mister Grell Suthcliff, we have enough problems as it is, we don’t need you to make them worse.’ Grell’s blinked, his shoulders slumped. So he was fired after all. Well maybe he deserved it, he just did not want to return to the reaper association. ‘But, do I have to leave too? I’d like to stay a bit longer if possible…’ Grell said in a small voice. ‘I rather have you leave, but if you want to stay, be my guest…’ As the young earl said that last sentence, the look in his eyes had changed. ‘After all, if I were to wake up with the idea of wanting to revenge my aunt’s death, having you close by would make it easier for Sebastian to find you.’ The kid said smugly, he hoped this would scare the reaper enough to want to leave.



Grell was excused and he walked back to his temporary room in a daze. How could he have let it get this far. Secretly he had hoped Ciel would have forgiven him Madam Red’s death. But human’s weren’t that easy to forgive and forget, so it seemed. In his head, Grell made plans to leave. He had nothing to do here anymore, he was not allowed to bother any of the other servants, and especially not the young master. Though there was still his love for the demon butler… The only reason Grell is willing to stay in the mansion is Sebastian, especially after that one night they had a good talk, grell had felt there was a spark between them ever since. He could not be more wrong.



Grell went to sleep, having an uneasy night, he kept waking up and getting nightmares about everyone telling him he was a good for nothing idiot. He was annoying and useless. He was stupid and ugly. It got from bad to worse. Grell was wide awake around 5 in the morning, looking like a zombie. He decided some fresh air would do him good, so he went outside the mansion, and sat down in the rose garden. The sounds of nature and the beautiful red roses made him feel more comfortable and were relaxing. He loved red roses, maybe he should pick some for Sebastian? He decided to do so…



He did not know how, but eventually Grell had fallen asleep in the rose garden. He woke up seeing Sebastian, working on the lawn. The sun had fully risen by then. Grell sat up and rubbed his eyes, apparently Sebastian had not noticed him. He looked around if there was anyone to see him. Then Grell ran towards Sebastian and hugged him from behind. ‘Sebaschan ~! Good morning!’ He rubbed his cheek against the butler’s coat. Surprised as he was, Sebastian dropped his tools. ‘Grell, stop it.’ Sebastian wriggled loose. ‘How about a kiss?’ Grell closed his eyes and pushed his lips forward to Sebastian. The demon butler did not want to play games; he did not have the time for this. Without saying a word he planted his foot into Grell’s stomach, kicking him away. Grell fell backwards on the lawn, the roses he just picked were scattered around him.



Oh the sweet pain of rejection, Grell kept enduring it time and time again. ‘You didn’t have to hurt me, Sebaschan...’ the redhead pouted. Sebastian picked up his gardening tools again and glared at Grell. ‘Why are you still here, I heard the young master fired you.’ ‘Owh~ so you already know…’ Grell avoided Sebastian’s glare. ‘Well, I decided to stay… for you.’ He winked at the demon. ‘Tch, don’t bother.’ Sebastian continued working again. ‘I will not be in your way if you don’t want that…’ Grell started, as there was no reply, he continued: ‘But… will you please go on a date with me somewhere this week… or someday? It would really make me happy.’ The shinigami blushed a little. Sebastian despised the reaper’s persistence, he should know when to quit. ‘The answer’s no, Grell, and it will stay the same no matter what you come up with.’



That was it, Sebastian did not want to have Grell around in any way, he was just a nuisance. Grell picked up the roses that had fallen in silence. He could not believe Sebastian was so cold to him, did he really deserve that? He retreated to his room, when he passed Sebastian’s room, he hesitated. He would probably never see the inside of this room, the room featured in his many dreams about the demon butler. Grell lay down his bouquet of red roses in front of Sebastian’s door. That was it, the last sign of his love for him. He looked at them, hoping Sebastian would give them a place in his bedroom. Knowing that at least one part of Grell’s feelings made it there. He retreated to his own room, trying to keep the tears inside. Grell Sutcliff had made his decision: he would start working fulltime as a reaper again.



From that day Sebastian had met Grell in the rosegarden, he would not see a trace of the red haired man again. He knew he must still be around, but he was not bothering anyone anymore. It did not bother him in particular, it was just un-Grell-like. The last thing he had noticed was the bouquet of red roses in front of his door, no note attached, nothing, but he knew they were from him. Sebastian appreciated the beauty of roses, but he had no need for them. He decided to put them in a vase to brighten up the masters’ study, they were roses from his garden in the end.



For days after, Grell had started reaping souls again, making a fair income and pleasing his manager boss William. Grell needed the feeling of not being useless, he needed reassurement there was something he was needed for, something only he could do. Sebastian was not going to love him, not when he was bound to the young earl in a demonic contract. Grell had to wait, at first, he had planned to get rid of Ciel himself, but there was something in the previous failed plan that made him realise that wasn’t the way. He would indirectly hurt Sebastian too. As Grell had more time on his hands, spending his days either in the shinigami society or in the world of the living, reaping souls, he got an idea.



He went to the shinigami library of the dead, where all the cinematic records of everyone passed away could be found. But also the book of the dead, or more precisely, the book stating one’s date of passing. He looked up the young earl’s family name, and seeing the date shocked him. That young boy did not have much time left, not much at all for such a young age. Grell closed the book slowly, he was not going to meddle between him and Sebastian, he would try and get his chance when the demon was in need of a new contract. Maybe Grell could interest him in an everlasting contract with a death god? The idea amused him, to be bound for all eternity to Sebastian seemed like a dream, but it was not likely to happen.



Late at night, Grell returned to the mansion again, he walked over the lawn and into the grand estate. The young master must already be sleeping. Sebastian was probably making preparations for the next day. Everything in this house was always going according to schedule. When he walked past the young master’s study, he stopped for a moment. There was his bouquet of roses! …So Sebastian had given it away, he should have known. But there was always that little bit of hope he had, that Sebastian would appreciate the effort.



A feeling of jealousy once again came over him as Grell retreated to his bedroom, tired of the day. He took a shower, than put on a warm bathrobe before crawling into his bed. In the kitchen, Sebastian had heard the reaper walk by, like every night, Grell came home late. For some reason Sebastian couldn’t imagine Grell sticking to a vast schedule of working without getting fired. But apparently he did so. Grell had started working again, and he stopped bothering anyone in the household. It almost was as if he weren’t living here anymore, they went their separate ways.



The next day Ciel asked Sebastian if Grell had left, since he had not seen the red haired annoyance in at least two weeks. Sebastian told him what he knew: Grell must have started doing his regular job again. For some reason, the young earl looked pleased. He was glad everything turned out as planned. Grell had given the chance to go away, but he chose to stay. Ciel had warned him of the consequences it might have, since they still had unfinished business with the reaper. This was the cue, if they had wanted to get back on the redhead for murdering his aunt, they could plan it now, when Grell had other business to attend to.



But how to take revenge on a pathetic shinigami you couldn’t kill, unless it was with those silly scissors he was forced to use for scythes?! Sebastian did not know a solution, but the plan interested him: finally something exciting was about to happen again. Ciel went to the library to investigate, and as he returned, he called for Sebastian. Sebastian came to his masters study as he was called. ‘Sebastian, I have found the solution to our ‘problem’, it says in this book that death gods will completely stop functioning in a normal way when their hearts were broken down to the core, in other words: smashed.’ Ciel looked up at Sebastian smugly. Who would have ever thought that the weak spot of a death god would be something trivial like love? ‘But how do you plan to break his heart, young master?’ Sebastian blinked, he sincerely hoped for some reason, that he was not involved in Ciel’s plan.



‘Well, since you do not know any of this, I shall have to tell you…’ Ciel started, he avoided looking Sebastian directly into the eye. ‘I have the perfect alibi, Grell won’t suspect a thing, listen…’ Ciel told him of the day he had promised Grell to have Sebastian for one day, in exchange for his protection and help against fighting the puppet master. He had promised Grell he could do anything with him, anything he pleased. In the end the redhead shinigami had not lived up to the expectation as Ciel left him in the midst of battle, maybe in the hope Grell would not survive. The shinigami could not believe his ears; the young earl had broken the promise by himself. But he would not give up; Grell never gave up on getting Sebastian’s love. Later Grell caught up with him, but Sebastian had already entered the scene. From then on it was the black butler who did the most of the protecting job. Grell helped where he could, but he doubted he would get his day with Sebastian. When the puppet master was finally defeated, Grell exclaimed his happiness. He wanted to get his much wanted kiss with the tongue: he had tried to catch Sebastian by surprise, jumping down from a tree, supposedly to land on him in a heated kiss. But the black butler had seen him and ducked away.



Ever since that day, grell kept mentioning it was not fair, and how he wanted Sebastian to kiss him. Ciel knew it was not fair, but Sebastian was his, and he knew he would not gain the demon’s favour by giving him to that annoying reaper for such a meagre job of protecting him.

But now, this seemed the perfect alibi if they wanted to ultimately break his heart. But since both of them had not had any love relationship since then, it had to be created. This ‘promised day with Sebastian’ seemed just perfect to make that happen, Sebastian had just have to act as if he were in love with Grell that day. It was strange how one of the weakest spots of the death gods, was the game of love. As Sebastian would soon find out, it was also one of their strongest features.



Ciel ordered Sebastian to visit Grell next morning when he woke up, to tell him he was all his that day, as demanded by the young master for his helping earlier. When he saw it was Sebastian that had been knocking his door, Grell almost squealed in happiness. The old feeling of love he cursed so much could return so quickly. ‘Good morning, Sebastian, can I help you with something?’ Sebastian stepped into the redhead’s room and closed the door. He did not want anyone to overhear. ‘Grell Suthcliff, my master wanted to remind you to a promise he had made a while back…’ Sebastian’s could not utter the rest of the words. Grell looked at him visibly confused. ‘What promise? I cannot remember any promise the young ma…’ He stopped, his eyes grew wider. ‘Unless, it is the promise that would allow me to own you for a day.’



He did not think that would be the actual promise, but when Sebastian did not reply, and even looked away. He found himself happily surprised. ‘Oh Sebastian, I’d love to, but I am busy today…’ He said with regret in his voice. There was something in Grell that wanted this so badly, but now he was on duty. There were names on the Candidate list he had to reap of their soul, to free them from the land of the living. So he told Sebastian. The black butler was surprised, not to say he was looking forward to being property of the red reaper for a whole day, but to see him decline the offer for work…



But this was an order from his young master, he had to fulfil it, so Sebastian did something he never did before. He started to try to manipulate grell into laying down his job for a day. He wrapped his arms around the redhead’s waist. ‘Don’t you want to be like this all day?’ Sebastian used his most seductive look, his eyes were half closed and the left corner of his mouth turned upward a bit. Grell was shocked to say the least, he blushed and didn’t know what to say. ‘Se-Sebastian..’ ‘Yes, I do, but I have a job to do… there are people on the list who need to die today.’ ‘They can wait one day, I don’t think they mind living a little longer.’



Grell was baffled, why was Sebastian suddenly doing this, just when he had deliberately stopped following him around. Or was this… yes, the kid ordered him to do this now, but why? If Sebastian was so persistent, it was not because the black butler loved him, he knew that was not true, Sebastian was doing this against his will. But the red reaper had a trick up his own sleeve too. Shinigami had the ability to make any non-shinigami fall in love with them, during centuries there were many games of love played which involved shinigami, disguised as human beings. The power of this ability lay in the kiss of love. Sometimes called the kiss of death…



Grell had tried to give it to Sebastian for quite some time now, but the black butler had always avoided being kissed by the redhead. He did not really know why, but Sebastian didn’t think it to be appropriate to give such a kiss to someone else that wasn’t his master. Grell shook his head. ‘Those people will suffer if they live any longer, most are terminally ill and suffering from great pains right now, their times have come.’ He gave Sebastian a serious look, the butler could tell he was not kidding. ‘Then, is there anything I could do right now to convince you not to?’ Sebastian tried.



This was most peculiar behaviour, something smelled fishy here, even though this should have been the happiest day of Grell’s life. ‘Fine Sebastian..’ Grell started. ‘Kiss me, kiss me with the tongue! ~’ The redhead squeeled, for a moment he was the old grell, scaring Sebastian off immediately. Sebastian shook his head. ‘I am sorry, I am allowed to do anything with you today, but, such a kiss of love is not appropriate.’ Grell pouted. ‘I guess your feelings are not sincere anyway, I am jealous of young master Ciel, for im sure you do share those kisses with him.’ As Grell said that, he turned around and left his room.



He strode across the hallway with his book of death, checking where to go first. He did not expect to hear Sebastian follow him, but surprisingly, he did. ‘I will come with you on your job, Grell, if you don’t mind my presence.’ Sebastian stated as if he was reading the news. ‘I don’t mind, go ahead.’ The black butler nodded and strode along. ‘You can ask anything of me for the next 24 hours, I am still yours.’ It seemed like Ciel’s plan was not going the right way, for the first time since the redhead had been around, his interest in Sebastian was less than it used to be. Sebastian started regretting he had not given Grell the kiss he wanted so badly, for when he did, the plan might have worked out fine, had he failed again as a butler?



Grell arrived at a hospital, he walked in as if he had been there before, maybe he had. Without hesitation, he walked into a patient room, straight towards an old lady. Family members had gathered around her, crying, holding her hand and uttering words. The lady was seemingly in great pain, it wouldn’t take long before she would pass away. Grell mingled with the people, nobody seemed to notice him. He quoted from the book, ‘Lady Christine Eliza Aberlain, your time of death has come.’ For a moment, the woman looked up to him, a slight smile crossed her face. As he closed the book, it vanished. Sebastian kept standing in the door opening; he did not want to be in anyone’s way, or cause suspicion. Grell put his hands in his pockets and took out his new death scythes, the little red scissors. They might look silly, but they did their job just as well as the custom made chainsaw he used to have. With one swift movement, Grell cut away the woman’s soul from her body in the living world. Her family seemed to have notice how the body had become still, and the breathing stopped. A sigh of relief was heard, some family members let their tears go. Lady Christine was finally relieved from her pain.



As Sebastian was watching, he started to understand the importance of Grell’s job. How selfish it must have sounded from Sebastian to ask of him to take a day off. Grell simply could not do it. Ciel could not have known either, but he had picked the wrong day for their payback plan.



The rest of the day, Sebastian followed the reaper around in silence. Seeing as he helped many dying people out of their misery. Sometimes there was a special case, someone being shot or killed on the spot. For them there was time to say goodbye to their families, but the reaper had to be merciless. Sebastian had no affinity with death, neither did he hate it. The death gods were natural enemies of his kind, but Grell seemed no real threat anymore. Angels were the more dangerous kind in his eyes.



When Grell finally sighed he was done for the day, Sebastian escorted him back to the mansion. He hoped there was still a chance for him to make the plan succeed. When they got back in Grell’s room, the shinigami eyed Sebastian. He really is stubborn in following orders, he thought. But if Sebastian was honest about him being able to do everything with the butler he wanted for the day, he should take advantage of that, right? Maybe he could still try to get Sebastian to give him his kiss with the tongue…



‘Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Grell?’ Grell lifted an eyebrow, Sebastian bowed. ‘I am at your service still.’ Grell took off the red coat he had taken from Madam Red, he draped it over a chair. ‘Please don’t call me mister…’ He figured asking for the kiss would result in the same answer as earlier, he had to try it in a different way. ‘As you wish, is there anything else?’ Grell took off his shoes and started unbuttoning his blouse. ‘I’d like to take a shower, could you prepare some cocktails, Id like to drink with you afterwards.’ The redhead seemed to have loosened up towards Sebastian as he smiled when he asked the small favour. ‘But of course.’ Sebastian left for the kitchen as Grell entered the bathroom.



This must have been the weirdest day of his life. It was like the roles were switched, if only for one day. He shrugged, Sebastian would probably be his old self again tomorrow, he might as well enjoy this day. Even so, he still loved the demon butler. When he was done showering, he returned to his bedroom, a bathrobe hung loosely around his slender figure. Sebastian was standing next to his couch holding a tray with two cocktails. It was as if he had been standing there all the time, Sebastian was just so perfect.



Grell thought, that if he had wanted to have any chance of getting Sebastian to give him a kiss of love, he might as well try to feed him drunk. Though Grell must admit he had never seen Sebastian drunk, he figured a little liquor could make him loosen up. ‘Aah Sebastian~! They look delicious!’ Grell exclaimed, he walked towards the butler and took a cocktail from the tray. ‘Please take a seat, feel free to do as you please.’ Sebastian lifted an eyebrow, somehow this was a first too, in his life with the young master, and he had been stuck in the role of the perfect butler. Having a different master was getting used to being treated differently, he figured.



He sat down on the couch, and immediately Grell sat down next to him. Much too close for his liking, but he had no choice today. The redhead took a sip from his cocktail. ‘It really is delicious, I love this taste, how did you know?’ Sebastian was not used to being complimented for the things he did. ‘It was a coincidence…’ He stated. He knew what the young master liked, and since Grell had not specified his wishes, he had to guess what the shinigami’s taste would be. ‘It’s certainly a good pick.’ Grell smiled and took another sip.



Just when Sebastian was starting to relax and drank some of his own cocktail, Grell scooted against him, resting his head on the demon’s shoulder. He downed his cocktail in one go. ‘So will you stay with me the whole night, Sebastian?’ Grell beamed, he had returned to the way he was before. ‘Only if you want me to, I am yours until sunrise.’ Grell purred. ‘Then let’s make it a fun time, shall we?’ He leaned in and kissed Sebastian on the cheek. Sebastian quickly turned around to refill his glass, shocked by the sudden move. He better make sure he didn’t remember much of tonight. ‘Good idea, fill mine too Sebaschan~’



After an hour, two bottles of liquor further, Grell sat giggling on Sebastian’s lap. They had laughed about random things, and about the weird things that always seemed to happen around the house. The shinigami had always wanted to just talk to him, now he had the chance. While they were talking, the delicious liquor kept flowing richly. And the conversations became more lively and more meaningless. Grell had commented on Sebastian’s smile, and how much he would love to see him laugh fully. Sebastian could not do that on command. Grell wanted to see more than just a glimpse of the butler’s smile and he had climbed on Sebastian’s lap. His bathrobe had slid off one shoulder, revealing spotless clean skin.



Sebastian had a dazed look in his eyes, he ended up drinking a lot. Grell looked mischievously when he suddenly started tickling Sebastian. At first nothing much seemed to happen, but then the wall broke down and the butler started laughing with no end. Grell wouldn’t just stop as he enjoyed it too much, and Sebastian started a counterattack. Before they knew it they were rolling on the ground in a silly childish game. Did grell just imagine that, or was Sebastian having the time of his life. It was almost strange to see him truly laugh. Finally Sebastian put an end to the tickling mania as he caught both Grells wrists. He was still smiling, Grell was still laughing out loud, for some reason he was so weak for tickling that he could even feel them when they were already gone.



When the laughing stopped, there was an awkward silence, Sebastian let go of the redheads wrists. Grell only wished this wasn’t just today, he wrapped his arms around Sebastian and pulled him down. ‘You smell good today... Grell.’ Sebastian said, his head was next to Grells, nuzzling the red hair. Grell blushed and giggled, he wondered if he had too much liquor or was Sebastian really saying that. ‘Thank you Sebastian, sweetheart.’ Sebastian was now pulling down his bathrobe, touching the skin underneath. ‘Sebaschan, would you make love to me now if I asked you to?’ Grell purred. ‘Maybe, try and you’ll find out.’ Sebastian gave him a devilish look.



‘What if I rather have you do it because you want it, hm?’ Grell started to mess with him, he wanted to see if Sebastian would do anything not ordered, anything he wanted himself, and the red reaper was more than willing to lend him a hand. Sebastian looked slightly confused, before he could answer, Grell had pulled his head down and planted a kiss on his lips, and another one, and another one… Sebastian hesitantly kissed back the last time, but he refused the much wanted kiss with the tongue. ‘Stubborn aren’t you Sebaschan~ can’t you pretend I’m Ciel?’



Sebastian did not know why he refused but, this was Grell, the annoying shinigami who was always around him, trying to kiss him wherever he went. He simply wasn’t going to give it away that easily. He wondered why he kept refusing even if he knew this was only the beginning of the night, much worse things were about to happen… Then what was it, that gut feeling about not wanting to give away a French kiss, was he actually scared after he had given it away Grell would lose his interest in him? Sebastian shook that thought off, of course not, that idiot would love him till the end of time, and there was no questioning that.



Deep in thought as he was, Grell had started unbuttoning his pants, his jacket and blouse were already opened. Sebastian started blushing, no one had ever taken the initiative on him. Before he knew it, Grell had turned the roles around, Sebastian was on his back on the floor, straddled by the redhead. Grell was kissing him all over, nibbling at his skin, occasionally flicking his tongue out to explore. ‘W-hat are you… Ciel would never…’ Sebastian did not know what to do, he felt the urge to pick up Grell and be on top, but something about this felt good. ‘I know you can’t possibly imagine me as him, so don’t try…’ He was kissed on the lips again, caught by surprise in how much Grell wanted him, Sebastian started to feel flattered.



He decided he wouldn’t care anymore tonight, he pulled Grell closer. As he did so, he felt a hand had already found his manhood, Grell had wrapped his slender fingers around it and was stroking him. The booze and the unexpected pleasure made his mind daze. The reaper’s other hand was taking off his blouse and exploring his chest. Sebastian groaned a little, it felt so good, Grell’s tongue had found one of his nipples and was figurously lapping at it, teasing it and making it wet again. He never thought he would admit, but Grell looked increadibly sexy to him right now. Sebastian pulled down the bathrobe, it gathered around the shinigami’s waist, revealing his neck and chest. ‘Sebastian~’ Grell said his name in such a husky voice, he swore he had gotten harder. He would bet Grell had practised a lot saying his name like that…



‘Sebastian… your master told me, I could kiss you down here~ would you like that?’ Grel looked at him, batting his long eyelashes. ‘Yes, I would…’ What did he just say!? He did not mean to, but his voice slipped. Sebastian cursed on the inside, he blamed the alcohol. But as Grell blushed and started kissing, licking and sucking on his cock, Sebastian had forgotten already. He could go deeper, way deeper than Ciel could, and he did such a good job. Why was that cursed, that annoying, that delicious sexy redhead so damn good? It was not fair he could only have this for one day. Sebastian moaned, Grell knew this was going the right way, soon Sebastian would not be able to take it anymore and make love to him. “hnn, Grell…”



“Hm?” Sebastian had just moaned out his name, Grell looked up, blushing furiously, in the midst of his sucking. ‘I-..’ he had wanted to say something, but had forgotten because Grell had stopped. Sebastian knew one thing; the redhead wasn’t allowed to stop, not yet. He reached out to Grell’s head and guided him back. ‘Go on, please’ Grell had never seen Sebastian so flustered, or so confused. This was a good thing, he would show Sebastian just what he was made of, what he could give him, he was not useless, not now.



As he was moaning out, he started to feel embarrassed, how had it come this far? He had done this to Ciel multiple times, but still, how did it come to this? This beautiful man on top of him, long red playful strands of hair, tickling his stomach, those lust filled eyes, looking up at him in a naughty way, as a wet hot tongue ran across his rock hard length, again and again. At some point Sebastian almost could not take it anymore, he needed to have him, to be with him, whether it was the alcohol at work, or the delicious cock sucking job Grell pulled off, he had to have him, Now! ‘I-...’ Sebastian started talking again. ‘I want to make love to you, Grell’



This was the first time the shinigami had ever heard Sebastian say something of his own will, concerning his own needs. He wasn’t ordered to, this was his own choice. Inner Grell cheered, this was a victory on his part, if he could make this happen inside Sebastian, and maybe he could make him fall in love with him in the end? Grell sat up, he took Sebastian’s hand. ‘Let’s take it to the bed then, Sebaschan…’ He stood up, and Sebastian followed, but before he knew it, the black butler had lifted him from the ground, and carried him to his bed. Grell was happily surprised by this sudden move. He wrapped his arms around Sebastian’s neck as he was laid down carefully. Grell pulled Sebastian on top of him and started kissing him again. Sebastian kissed back, but their tongues never met.



Sebastian rid his one night lover of his bath robe, he couldn’t believe his eyes. How could he never have noticed how sexy Grell was? Maybe because he had been too preoccupied with his master, and too annoyed by Grell’s behaviour. But right now, the world had changed, Sebastian lusted for this man, the one he had almost lost his life to, the one he had almost killed. ‘Oh Sebastian, the way you look at me makes me so hot~’ Grell blushed furiously. ‘If you keep looking any longer I might explode…’ Grell was enjoying every part of this. Sebastian brought his still gloved hand to his lips, and started pulling it off in a seductive way, the other one soon followed. His right hand trailed down Grell’s chest, starting from the collarbone, over a pert little pink nipple, down to his abdomen. The redhead held his breath as Sebastian’s hand had wrapped itself around his hardened member. He pulled Sebastian closer as he started moaning out in pleasure. It was a sight to behold. Sebastian leaned in and planted a kiss on Grell’s open lips. Oh how close they were to the much craved for tongue kiss. But as soon as Grells tongue came out, Sebastian’s lips were replaced by something else, his fingers.



Sebastian whispered huskily in his ear. ‘Suck them like you did before… and I’ll give it to you.’ That voice sent a shiver to his spine, Grell did not know how soon to start. ‘Good boy~’ Sebastian purred as he suddenly started jerking the redhead’s cock. Grell was in paradise, he did not know what to focus on anymore. He started to move his hips up to meet Sebastian’s ministrations, he wanted to moan out, but he had to take care of those delicious fingers… As Sebastian suddenly stopped, Grell made a sound of displease. Sebastian removed his fingers and examined them. ‘This will do.’ He spread the reapers legs, Grell bit his lip. Sebastian inserted his fingers one by one, Grell did not want to show any sign of discomfort as he lay still, enduring the pain of stretching.



‘Sebastian, it’s fine… I want you…’ Grell moaned, the slender fingers inside already started feeling so good, but he couldn’t wait any longer, he had already waited for this for too long. He buried his hands in Sebastian’s black locks, and pulled him closer. He could see the demon’s lust filled eyes. Sebastian did not wait any longer, without warning he replaced his fingers with something much better. He thrust into the willing redhead fully. Grell yelped, it hurt, but he wanted it to. Sebastian did not care, he knew how much Grell had craved for him to do this, to fuck him senseless till there was no tomorrow. Sebastian moved back, and thrusted in even harder, he was going to keep this up, and make him scream. Grell tried to catch his breath, he screamed out Sebastian’s name as the demon knew of no stopping.



Grell’s nails scratched over Sebastian’s back as he tried to keep a hold onto something, he wanted to move along, but his bed was shaking. Instead his nails left red stripes on the perfect white back of Sebastian. Sebastian hissed, and bent down to bite into the reaper’s bare neck, drawing blood. Grell cried out, it sounded addicting to Sebastian. He liked to hear him panting and moaning his name, but he loved the sound of Grell’s screaming voice. ‘Mmm, love it when you do that, do it again for me…’ A bright red blush covered Grell’s face as Sebastian thrust inside him hard, hitting a certain spot… ‘Aaaaaaahhh! ~’ Grell screamed as he moaned out and thought he could not take it anymore, just when Sebastian knew just how to find that same spot again. Grell scratched his long nails into the demon’s back so fiercely it started bleeding. ‘Aaaaaah!!! So good!~’



Sebastian was moving into the slender willing body, moaning with each thrust, he never thought the yelling and screaming of a certain redhead could make him go crazy. Grell moved his hips along, meeting his thrusts, filling him up completely. ‘Oh Sebastian!~’ A lost hand clamped into his raven hair. Grell threw his head back, mouth wide open, he was almost at his climax. Sebastian had taken hold of Grell’s dripping cock, he would make this feel good. As he thrust in deeply to find that sweet spot, his hand finished the job of pleasure with a bang. Grell moaned out as he came, sticky strings of cum were spread across his torso and Sebastian’s hand. His entrance tightened, the feeling was too much for Sebastian, he thrust one more time and came deep inside of Grell.



Sebastian moaned, why was this so good, so much… better than what he was used to? Maybe Grell had years of experience he didn’t know of. But of course, he had lived many more years than the average human had… The panting shinigami put his arms around him. ‘Ohh Sebaschan…’ He shivered as Grell kept saying that name. It was not his real name, but the way he said it… was just arousing. Sebastian lay his head down on Grell’s chest. ‘Grell, you… have such a good screaming voice…’ he moaned. ‘I love you, Sebastian…’ He was pulled tightly against Grell’s hot body, what was he supposed to say back? Grell did not look like he expected an answer back though, he nuzzled Sebastian’s jaw line and planted kisses on it.



Sebastian suddenly thought of what Ciel had ordered him to, Grell had to think Sebastian really was in love with him in order for the plan to succeed. Whether or not the butler was really in love with Grell was another question. ‘I… I think I love you too, Grell.’ Sebastian had said it, that was it. Sebastian could not think clearly, for what he said was so double. Grell was truly lovable right now, he looked him in the eyes. For some reason, the redhead’s eyes filled with tears. He hid his face in Sebastian’s chest. Grell was happy beyond words, he was truly the luckiest man on earth right now. He had not expected this in a thousand years. Sebastian did not know what to do in this situation. He held the sobbing Grell close, and pets his long red hair with his other hand. It was the first time he wilfully touched it, Sebastian was surprised to find it was soft as silk, the shinigami must take good care of it.



Grell kept quiet, after ten minutes he still had not uttered a word. Sebastian was worried, maybe he should try something to distract him. He pulled up the blankets over them, as they were lying still and naked, it was rapidly getting colder. Sebastian stroked over Grell’s cheek, wiping the tears away. He better show his loving side now. He kissed Grell’s cheek and gave him a smile. ‘I had never known you were this beautiful.’ He said, and actually he meant it, he didn’t know and he had just found out. Grell blinked, how was this dream able to get any better than this? Sebastian couldn’t possibly love him? But he did act differently today, even if he was ordered to be Grell’s property, he did not seem happy with it at first.



It was all too confusing. Sebastian could not have meant what he just said, Grell knew better than that, he knew Sebastian did a lot more to his beloved young master at night than just ‘tuck him in’. He had heard them sometimes. Was he playing with him? Grell did not want to say or ask anything, he did not want to ruin the moment, he did not want to know the truth. This truth was the best he could get now, and he took it with arms wide open.



Sebastian kissed his neck now, and trailed down to his collarbone. There his tongue darted out to follow the outline of the bone. He nibbled on it and went further downward. Sebastian probably wanted to change the subject, and it was working like a blast. Grell felt Sebastian’s lips around his nipple, softly the tongue darted out to play with it again. He did not know how, but Grell had never gotten aroused this fast before, he could still feel how Sebastian had filled him entirely before, it all came back in a flash. Sebastian’s tongue was long, hot and wet, he worked his way around the nipple with great accuracy. Sebastian bit down lightly around the erect, swollen little nub and tugged gently, smiling smugly at the pleasured scream that came from Grell.



‘Sebastian~ .. you’re so naughty.’ He chuckled. The butler lifted an eyebrow in fake surprise. ‘And you want every part of it, Mister Grell Suthcliff.’ He dared him, on which Grell shut up and grew bright red again. ‘I guess you know me too well…’ He admitted. ‘Is there anything I can do for you? Something you want from me before sunrise?’ Sebastian inquired in a lofty way. ‘After all, I belong to you…’ Grell looked up at him hopefully, this was his chance, maybe, if Sebastian really loved him… just maybe. ‘Please kiss me with your tongue?’ He asked in a pleading way, Grell looked so adorable and harmless, Sebastian was sure it would taste so good, but he had to decline the kiss of love. He slowly shook his head.



Grell sighed deeply, he knew he was being played with. There was no way Sebastian really loved him if he wouldn’t just give him that kiss, Sebastian could not possibly know of the secret the kiss of a reaper held? He shook that thought aside, this was his precious time with Sebastian, he was his for only a few more hours to go and he would exploit that, love or no love! ‘Well then, Sebaschan…’ Grell purred, ‘What I want you to do, is to fuck me till sunrise, fuck me senseless, and please…’ He added. ‘…don’t have mercy.’



The look on Sebastian’s face was one of utter shock, priceless.





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It took me some time to write this chapter, I might edit some pieces in it and I was also writing a research paper for a subject on my University in the meantime, but this made up for all of it! I have so many good ideas to come… Please review!!!



~Spinzaku