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He didn't believe it for a moment. The younger Shinigami simply loved playing with him, right? The straight-laced and no nonsense supervisor who, curiously, let him get away with murder (quite literally), without much reprimand at all. Why, Grell had been all too ready to sleep with that incorrigible demon-butler! He answered back with baited breath, “Then please me.”
“Yush, Sir~.” Moist satin lips brushed across the shell of his ear, down to his neck. They left wet kisses in their wake, the tips of his shark-like teeth skimming over his soft skin and causing it to prickle in anticipation. Down the vulnerable side of his neck, over the curve of his shoulder, and back to his collarbone they traveled. All the while those crafty hands slid high on his thighs, spreading them apart slowly. Warm skin brushed his knees-Grell's hips, as he parted them. Heat rose from the other's body like a flame, adding to his own building desire. When that hot, teasing mouth closed over one already pert nipple, William allowed himself a low groan. Lips sucked as Grell's talented tongue slid over it, and his teeth grazed over it gently. For something that had cut his tongue not so long ago, it was a rush, though he was hesitant to admit that he liked the slight apprehension.
Down, down, a kiss for every rib and a lick for every curve. Grell's saliva cooled on his heated flesh, prickling his skin even further. His breath was short as that capable mouth reached his navel. The redhead's tongue swirled around it slowly, dipping into it. William's jaw tensed to bite back the small groan of embarrassment when Grell began to move the tongue back and forth, in a rather lewd mimic of another completely indecent act. “S-Stop that!” He chastised, hands clutching the lush fabric of the armrests. Grell chuckled as expected, and he wanted to give the other a nice swat-but he couldn't. Grell had played his game earlier, and now he would play his. That was just the kind of man that William T. Spears prided himself to be, right? “Ah...ah...”
His voice slipped out again as searching fingers found his fully-aroused length, forming a tight ring to stroke it slowly. “Mmm, I love this part of you too, William...” As if to punctuate this, wet lips placed a kiss right to the tip of his weeping member. Will wet his lips swiftly with his tongue, his lips slack as Grell's gloriously slick tongue bathed the tip of his erection. Nails dug into the chair now, and his head pressed back into the cushion.
“Ah, ha... ha.. mn..!” His breath was audible, and only sought to encourage Grell on his task of pleasing his superior. Pulling his lips over his teeth, he took the head into his mouth, covering the head of Will's member. Sucking lightly, his tongue teased the tip as he did so, and then the sides as he began to bob his head slowly. As more saliva coated the impressive length of flesh, it succeeded in slickening the tight ring of his fingers, which was still stroking him in time with the ring of his lips and hot mouth. The sensation it created made it seem as if all of him was being taken in, leaving no expanse of flesh untouched for even a moment. Will's thighs tensed, and his toes curled into the short carpet, turning his head to the side. The wet and sloppy sounds it created alone could have sent him over the edge, but the feeling without seeing it was too much. “G...Grell...!” He gasped, one hand leaving the armrest, but hovering in mid-air before it touched the younger Shinigami's head.
Grell stopped, pulling back to lick his kiss-swollen lips. “Is William ready?” He asked curiously, glad that his boss could not see his devious smile.
“Ready?”
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“Nn...!” The other seemed to answer with a swift intake of breath, and Will's trained ears heard a slick sound. Feeling Grell's thighs tense and his body tremble was enough to put it together. The redhead was preparing himself.
“Hurry...!” He whispered, leaning forward until his lips found Grell's collarbone, kissing it softly.
“Nn, ah... Not fair...!” Grell complained, though he had never forbidden kissing, only touching with his hands. The redhead groaned as William's mouth sealed over the crook of his neck, sucking hard at the skin there. He worked his fingers into his own body swiftly as his other hand clutched at Will's shoulder, nails digging in. The sound that currently filled the small study was obvious, and obscene. An unmistakable wet squishing, and an audible sucking. “Ah, Williaam... I... I can't wait...!” He said at last, removing his fingers. Those same fingers touched William's length again, coating it with the same substance that he had been using before. A warm amber scent, slightly musky when mixed with the scent of their heated bodies. Will had never stopped to concentrate on the scent before...
Guiding William's arousal with one hand, Grell slowly sank down onto it. The both of them groaned loudly, having no need to remain quiet now. Grell's moan was louder however, and his hand held tight to William's shoulder. He didn't wait long before he lifted his hips again, head falling back to give a shout of ecstasy-and a little bit of pain-as he sank back down hard. The pace that Grell set was unrelenting, fast and hard. Each time his hips came down, he made sure that he took as much as was physically possible of his superior's cock into his deceivingly lithe body, and each thrust was punctuated by a shameless, though sometimes breathless, cry of pleasure. Flesh slapped wetly against flesh, pants and moans bleeding into each other as their breath mingled, washing over each other's sweat-soaked skin in refreshing chills that were lost the moment that breath was taken in anew.
Grell reached with his own still oil-slicked hand to stroke his neglected, aching member. Even he could not keep pace with his own wild thrusts, feeling William's large member fill him completely at each downward movement. He angled his hips a little better, and his loud cries were stolen for a moment when he felt that wonderful length brush his prostate unexpectedly hard. His voice was back in just a moment, as he aimed for that place again and again. “G-Grell... s-slow down...!” William tried to warn the other, having to give in and grasp the redhead's hip with one hand to keep him from slipping off of his lap. It didn't take much longer than that for Will to reach his end, his voice challenging his subordinates own as he came hard inside of that blissful body. Feeling the older Shinigami tense and shudder under him, Grell tensed his jaw, emitting a high whimper from his tight throat as he came. His essence covered his own hand, as well as his superior's chest and stomach.
Nothing but the sounds of heavy breathing and the faint sputtering of low burning candles remained in the room now, causing an almost deafening silence to befall the two exhausted Shinigami. Slowly, Grell slid back on Will's lap, enough to allow the other to slid out of his sore entrance. He bent to lick at William's chest. The dark-haired Shinigami chuckled, feeling the other clean up his own mess. His hand rose to pet the red hair approvingly.
“That was lovely, Grell.”
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Thank you once again! ♥ You write Grell's playful voice perfectly, I loved it! ♥
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Your writing... I think it has special powers...
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I bless the writer's magic words!
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