Teaser [Sebastian / Grell] Title: Teaser
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Characters: Sebastian Michaelis, Grell Sutcliffe, Ciel Phantomhive appointed Undertaker
Pairing: Sebastian Michaelis / Grell Sutcliffe
Prompt: "Do not you look at the backside of the young ladies, Sebastianuccio" "I was not watching anything. E 'drop a cup of tea. "
Rating: red
Warnings: yaoi, one-shot, a bit' of cheerful self, Grell (uh, yes, I would say that it is quite explicit).
Teaser
Heaven entered his residence in London with a headache and a lot of problems that did not seem intenzionati a lasciarlo in pace a breve: gli era stato affidato un altro caso dalla Regina - l'ennesimo, a dire il vero - e per risolverlo era stato costretto non solo a chiedere consiglio ad Undertaker, la cui risata ancora riecheggiava nelle orecchie del giovane peggiorando la sua emicrania, ma anche a scendere a patti con uno degli esseri più spregevoli che aveva la sfortuna di conoscere.
Lanciò un'occhiata alle proprie spalle e storse la bocca nel vedere Grell Sutcliffe cercare in ogni maniera di mettere le mani addosso al suo maggiordomo, che ostentava come al solito un'indifferenza disumana - com'era giusto che fosse, in fin dei conti.
\u0026lt;Sebastian!>
The demon was the next in a flash, leaving behind the red shouting something about the appropriate behavior to be observed while speaking with a lady.
\u0026lt; Bocchan ?>
\u0026lt;Prepare a cup of tea, possibly very strong.> Ordered the boy heading towards his office, knowing that it was forced to accommodate the 'murderess of her aunt under her roof and suffer the gossip, he would need an extra boost if he wanted to protect their nerves.
Grell snorted bored and wandered alone through the rooms of the residence Phantomhive, had agreed to cooperate with the unpleasant kid just to spend some 'time next to her beloved Sebastian, but at that moment the butler appeared absolutely impossible to find.
was about to go out and find the gravedigger before, that he was not ffatto bad, though certainly not to the levels of the demon, when the sound of broken pottery from a room nearby attracted his attention.
He entered the room looking around, but it seems that there was none; Grell took a moment to realize that he was in the kitchen. He advanced with a puzzled expression, but a movement behind him made him turn his head suddenly.
raised an eyebrow: Sebastian was kneeling behind him and stared at her with great insistence - and with that look that made him blush - her backside.
A smile on the lips are painted red.
\u0026lt;Do not you look at the backside of the young ladies, Sebastianuccio! Did not they ever teach?>
The demon slowly raised his eyes up to cross the the shinigami.
\u0026lt;I was not watching anything. E 'drop a cup of tea.> Responded with his usual poker face, showing the cup shattered Grell had not noticed that before.
\u0026lt;Really?>
The tone of disbelief and a little offended by the Red made her smile Sebastian, who got up slowly approaching each other, the grin that did not presage anything good, the broken cup in one hand.
Grell felt the excitement growing, palpable, while the other was approaching, and already hoped, already imagined my hands on him, his eyes terrible that literally ate it, already felt the pain mixed with pleasure, pain better than he imagined.
The shinigami stared when Sebastian passed just next to throw away the pieces of the cup, looked at him in disbelief and all that was in response was a grin wider.
\u0026lt;Stop teasing me.> The whistle whipped the air around them, the red was losing patience.
were centuries expected, the past centuries to get into it for a ride - only metaphorically, and there was the problem.
The demon raised a brow, feigning surprise.
\u0026lt;I do not understand what you're talking about.>
\u0026lt;Do not play dumb with me, Sebby!>
Grell almost shouted, his voice sharp as ever , a sense of frustration that continues unabated, indeed, increased as the situation continued.
\u0026lt;What do you want me to do?>
They stared, his eyes twinkling despite Sebastian seemed quite calm, Grell were those of liquid exuded anger, excitement, hate, all that only a fool like the shinigami would be able to prove the same time.
then moved to the right of the red floor to unfasten the top button of his dress, one by one, staring at the demon in front of him who kept staring at it, even if a bit 'more interested this time.
\u0026lt;I'm afraid I have not yet grasped the concept, Grell.>
The shirt fell to the ground with a hiss and a hand came down on the edge pants while the shinigami began to understand the game and take almost taste undid the top button more revealing something, but without finding out more.
The pupils of the demon thin.
\u0026lt;It is not enough, Sebby? What do you want?>
Sebastian did not ask to be when the roles were reversed, since it was he who wanted something and not red, but the game he loved and so well.
He went up, but not too much, leaving at least one meter away.
\u0026lt; Touched.>
The hand moved lazily, with some non-nonchalantly, down below the underwear, and touched the State, before the tip, then along the shaft, the first to grab it with more ; decision, moving slowly, to complete a move seemed to take forever.
A low moan escaped his lips as he continued to touch the red, eyes chained to those of the demon. Sebastian still decreased the distance between them, now Grell felt his hot breath on his neck and shuddered when she slipped with the dark a finger pants and underwear down her thighs.
\u0026lt;penetrated.>
the red of the first to bring the fingers of the left side of the mouth and lick them carefully, he pushed two more than the ring of muscle just to get hurt, to speed things up , in the end he did not mind. Began to move rapidly in contrast with his right hand continued its work on the State with extreme slowness.
Before him there was the grin of Sebastian and his eyes were beautiful and the only things he wanted to see at that time. At one point he felt be grasped his wrist and the left away from the opening.
\u0026lt;it back.>
Grell found himself bent over the table, his hands gripping the edge while the gloved Sebastian touched her nipples, her breathing calm in your ears.
Red panting heavily rubbing against the body above him and ran away when he heard a groan top teeth bite force of the demon's ear, muttered when the other let go on her nipples shifting its attention on the opening other.
He inserted three fingers brutally hoping to hear each other scream in pain or at least complain loudly, but to his surprise request Grell was another.
\u0026lt;... no gloves ...>
grinned; Grell heard a rustle behind him and saw the corner of the gloves fall to the ground. He started to hear the cold fingers of Sebastian sink in his hips while something - and I almost came to realize what had shinigami - pressed on its opening.
was what he had dreamed since she met the demon, his legs spread apart as much as possible by meeting the pressures of the other to hear more, moaned and made sounds more and more obscene.
would have liked to see Sebastian in the face, but right now no matter seriously, his eyes were red in his mind, sharp as if he was actually watching.
He started when the hand of Sebastian began to stimulate his penis, now approaching the limit.
\u0026lt;Seb ...>
screamed his name when he came, letting go on the table in a puddle of sweat while the demon continued undaunted to push him when at last the other was the red tried to regain control of our breathing, Even if you feel as drunk, head light and heavy body like never before.
Grell looked up at Sebastian who was picking up a bit 'annoyed gloves from the floor, the only clue to what happened to the rest of the butler was impeccable as always.
\u0026lt;Where are you going?> Muttered seeing the shinigami away.
\u0026lt;A wash gloves.>
Without another word she left the room.
\u0026lt;What took you so, Sebastian?> Asked annoyed Ciel finally sipping the tea that had waited for more than half an hour.
\u0026lt;Pardon me, bocchan. I have met many difficulties in finding the right cup.>
Young Phantomhive raised an eyebrow to note the amused gaze of his butler and that crooked grin, but dismissed the matter in an instant: she had too many problems to be faced in order to look at that as well.
