Crimson Web Chapter 1 CensoredCrimson Web
Grell stood awkwardly in front of William's orderly desk, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, letting his hip lean to the side flamboyantly. He bit his lip lightly so as his teeth wouldn't draw blood as his green eyes cast downwards to gaze almost shyly down at the shiny toes of his heeled shoes.
The supervisor studied his coworker with a cold gaze, "You boycotted your paperwork today in order to go see that demon again." He accused in a matter-of-fact tone, his emotions well hidden as usual.
Grell looked up, "Oh~ That's what this is about? I was afraid that I somehow broke another silly little rule without knowing about it~" he giggled, wiggling his hips, "Yes, I did go see dearest Sebas-chan today. But I hardly think it's fair to be accused of ignoring my paperwork! I got most of it done before you called me up here, and I would have actually gotten it done on time today to if you hadn't!"
"That is not the point! You have no reason to be running off
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Grell sighed and curled his legs up under him as he sat on the small sofa in William's office, his paperwork sitting on the coffee table as he held a clipboard and used it as a make-shift desk, scratching his signature across each page. He had a long boring day without any collections, but for once he preferred it that way. After discovering what Claude had done to him, the red reaper had become paranoid about being alone, and he only left his lover's side when he absolutely had to. Having to go out to reap souls meant he had to be out around London alone, and the idea of such a task was terrifying.
He felt as if he had become absolutely pathetic. Being so needy and overly clingy to William more-so than he already had been...he even caught himself jumping when he saw a stray spider sitting in a web, when he had never been bothered by the small arachnids before. But he tried not to think on it. William was being understanding of his newly developed qui
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Walking around quietly, Grell snuck into Phantomhive manor, slipping into Sebastian's room. Still undetected, he trotted up to Sebastian, tapping him on the shoulder with a grin.
"Surprise, Bassy!" he said.
Rolling his eyes, Sebastian turned around and raised his eyebrows at Grell's appearance. He'd never seen such clothes like that, for they revealed almost all of the redhead's long legs, his flat stomach also exposed. "That's an odd choice in fashion," he simply stated, turning back around to continue folding clothes.
Grinning wider, Grell wrapped his arms around Sebastian's stomach, earning a slight shove from the demon butler. "Don't you like it, Bassy, my dear?"
Sebastian sighed, slipping out of Grell's grip and setting about with other small tasks about his room. After a few moments of contemplating what words to say, he finally muttered, "It makes you look like a prostitute."
Dropping his jaw, Grell put his hands on his hips. "Why woul
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Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of Yana Toboso and Square Enix, Co. Ltd. I don't own them; I just examine all their possibilities.
Chapter 15: Cradle, grave, and forward from there
23 March, 1890
Reaper Dispatch Offices - London
Every report William had received over the last thirty-six hours had been nothing short of glowing.
Sutcliff had been taking visitors since the early evening hours of the 21st, at first on a strictly limited basis though the regulations significantly relaxed by the next day. Dr. Kingsbury said he was practically holding court.
William dropped by the previous afternoon to see Sutcliff sitting up in bed in the company of about three other reapers. Now he was wearing his red nightgown instead of the plain white one he had been wearing since day one. He wore a broad-brimmed red hat with black ribbon roses over his bald head whilst entertaining, saying one of the younger ones gave it to him. William