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Grell's eyes closed immediately, not even questioning the demon's strange actions. He eagerly deepened the kiss, attempting to open the other man's mouth with flick of his tongue. When Sebastian responded, however, his eye's flew open. With a shriek, Grell shoved Sebastian away from him, stuttering nonsense.

"Why did you push me?" Sebastian asked, surprised, from his position on his back on the grimy ground.

"Wha-wha- no! No no no no! Sebastian, no!" Grell looked around nervously. "What? Why? Ohhhh, Bassy..."

Sebastian smiled to himself, standing up. He approached the reaper again slowly. He ran his hand gently across Grell's cheek and down the back of his neck through his silky, red hair. Grell's breathing hitched as he felt the hand trail all the way down to his lower back. He looked up at his darling Sebastian from under his eyelashes. "Why? Because that brat of an earl is a master at twisting words and making me say what he wants me to say. Demons choose to not love, Grell."

He lightly kissed Grell's nose, smiling when he felt the smaller man squirm. "Oh my, am I interrupting again?"

Sebastian twirled, standing in front of Grell and facing Morgana who stood cackling a few feet away. How did she get so close without my knowing?

"Not at all," Grell snarling, summoning his scythe.

He leaped around Sebastian and took a swipe at the woman. She stepped back neatly and Grell ran right past her, spinning around, startled. She smiled at the pair and walked up to Sebastian. "Help me, Sebby," she said while pouting up at the demon. "He's trying to hurt me. But he can't because I'm not on the To Die list." she added with a wicked grin.

He grabbed her shoulders gently, and smirked. "Then you shouldn't provoke him, my dear."

Grell let out a small "humph" in surprise and then waved his scythe in the air. "Hello? What are you doing, Bassy?"

Morgana laughed throatily, tilting her head back and baring her neck. Sebastian leaned forward and pressed his lips against her pulse.

"Sebastian?" Grell squeaked.

Slowly, the demon moved his hands up her shoulders and onto the back of her neck. His eyes opened and he looked Grell in the eye as he pulled away from Morgana and wrapped his fingers around her, pressing his thumbs into her windpipe. She jerked in fear, trying to get away, but the demon butler turned her around to face Grell. A grin slowly appeared on his face, and he quickly sliced off one arm. She screamed, trying to run away, but the two men held her down and began to drag her back to the Undertaker's. Blood was pouring from her shoulder, staining the ground in crimson and making Grell squeal happily.

"Grell, shut up. We need to bring her to my master." Sebastian snapped.

"Hey Bassy? Why was it so easy? How did you know she wanted you? I mean, I knew! Everyone wants my Bassy, even me!" Grell giggled to himself.

"I am not sure why, I just know that she was weakened by something and she let her guard down."

"Hmm..."

"Oh well, I suppose it is not of importance as long as my master receives her alive."

Grell grinned and leaned forward. "My dear, I told you I would not let her live. I told your brat just so as well."

He stepped to the side, dragging up his scythe. He moved quicker than Sebastian believed he was capable of, so he could not react in time to stop the spinning blade dig themselves deep into Morgana's stomach, much like how Madame Red had been killed. The woman's body twitched violently in reaction, but her head fell to the side, limp. Sebastian watched Grell stare into space for a moment, most likely looking at her Cinematic Record.

When the reaper came to, Sebastian slapped him hard. "Oww! Sebby, what was that for?" Grell whined.

"I do not care what you told my young master, I wanted her alive." Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

Grell waved his Death Scythe around, pouting. "But I now know what she is, and without the bother of interrogation! You should be thanking me!"

Sebastian remained silent, dragging Morgana's body and a pouting Grell back to his master. When they returned, the demon carefully told his master of the small fight, leaving out his "moment" with Grell and the fact that Morgana did not necessarily have to die to be brought back.

His master turned to the reaper after Sebastian mentioned the Record. "What did you see?" He demanded.

With a sigh, the redhead leaned against the wall and gazed down at the young earl with a slight smile. "Brat, I do not respond well to people who use me and insult me."

Ciel rolled his eyes and replied "Since when? That is all Sebastian and your boss do to you."

There was a quiet moment in which Sebastian stared in surprise at his master and Grell had to let the words make sense in his mind. He was frozen to the spot, hearing the words circle through his mind. It's true, though.

"She's a witch. I killed her. That's all you need to know." Grell stands up straight and is about to leave when Sebastian grabs his hand. "Get off of me."

The demon pulls him into kiss, shutting off any complaints the redhead may have had. Although Grell would always have his own doubts at the back of his mind about the demon's motives, he would enjoy this little moment for as long as he could, because it is moments like these that make his immortal life worth living.

A/N

Hey guys! This is where I've decided to end this fic for now! If you want a sequel or something of the sort to find out more about Morgana and to see some actual smut, just say so in a review and I'll probably write one :) I just was not feeling this fic anymore and I figured it would be better to end it rather abruptly than to just stop updating. I have had many ideas for other fics, so I've been eager to start on them instead... I want to thank everyone who favorited, reviewed, favorited, or read this story; it really means a lot to me :)