His Butler, Paying a Debt (Alternate Ending)

Grell x Bassy

Just as he was about to open the door, it swung open. To his surprise, he found Ciel. Or at least, a certain Shinigami dressed as Ciel, eye patch and all. The only ting wrong was the long red hair.

"Sebastian! What took you so long to change?" Sutcliff tried to mock the voice of the young Phantomhive lord, but failed miserably.

"Grell, please stop."

"Are you alright? I'm not Grell. I'm Ciel!"

A moment of silence passed before the raven-haired one sighed. "William came by a moment ago. He left you some paperwork. It is due tomorrow afternoon."

The smile the redhead wore disappeared as he looked down at the papers. He took them from his temporary butler and groaned. "More work? Come on, Will!" He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his two fingers. "I better start working right away, then. Could you help me out of this outfit, Sebby? It's a miracle I was able to get it on."

Sebastian sighed and nodded. "Yes, my lor- Grell." He bowed slightly and followed the redhead into his room. He started with the buttons on the jacket as the reaper took off the hat, letting some of his hair fall down his back. He threw it on his table, as well as the papers from William. He began searching the back of his head for the string of the eye patch.

"Really, Grell, why would you dress like my young master?" It was a mystery to the demon. "Drop your arms for a moment, please."

Green eyes moved to the raven-haired male as he followed his instructions. "You looked like something was bothering you earlier. I thought it was because you missed working for Ciel, so I thought pretending to be him would help cheer you up." Once the jacket was off, he lifted his hands to comb through his hair for the string again. "Ugh. Bassy, can you help me find the knot for this thing?"

He was trying to… Cheer him up? He wasn't upset. He was just a little irritated with the fact of being Grell's butler for a day. He shook his head, somewhat amused at the Shinigami's problem. "Certainly." He turned the male around to face the back of his head. He never noticed how red the other's hair was. Or how thick it was. With a sigh, Sebastian took off his gloves, setting them on the hat, and began to comb his fingers through the feathery hair.

Grell began to blush again, darker than the last time. The feeling of the demon's fingers through his hair was soothing. The hair just slipped through his fingers like air. That is, until he found the knot. Apparently, when the reaper tied it, some of his hair got caught as well. "Ow! Careful, Sebby!"

He laughed softly, obviously finding the string. "My apologies. Would you like me to untie it as well?"

"No, I got it." His voice was like a sigh as he reached back. "Just hold it until I find it." He felt around his soft hair for the string until his fingers barely brushed against Sebastian's cool hands. It was almost as if a spark passed through him from the touch. "N-Now that I think about it, I don't think I'll be able to untie it without seeing it. Y-You go ahead, Sebby."

Slightly confused, the butler nodded. "As you wish." Carefully, he began to untie the knot, pulling the strings slowly and moving the hair that was caught.

As Sebastian undid the strings, Sutcliff looked down at his hands. These hands had actually touched Sebastian's! Not the glove of his hands, the skin of his hands! He could still feel the sparks racing up and down his fingers. It made him want to touch the demon again. He tried thinking up excuses to.

"It is undone, Grell," the other said, standing beside the reaper and holding out the eye patch.

The redhead looked up at him. With no excuses thought up yet and the urge to touch so bad, he didn't think about his next move. His hands gripped the butler's shoulders and pulled the demon towards him, making their lips crash together.

This was the one dream Grell knew would never come true unless he did something during this time. If he didn't do it while he still had Sebastian, he never would be able to. But what he didn't think of was how good it would feel. It was so thrilling, yet so soothing. His grip on those shoulders relaxed as his arms just draped over them. And, although it took him a moment, he noticed that the butler wasn't trying to pull back. Instead, he began to do quite the opposite.

As soon as Grell's lips met Sebastian's, electricity zipped through the demon. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was the best feeling he ever had. He wanted to do nothing more than to continue kissing this reaper. He was enjoying it fully, but something told him he could have better. What ever it was, it began to take control as he cautiously let his tongue caress the other's lower lip.

Grell shivered, not expecting this at all. Was he finally going to get some tongue from Sebastian? Taking this action as him asking for entrance, the redhead parted his lips slightly, moaning as he felt the demon's tongue explore his mouth.

The butler never thought he would, but he did. He found that the Shinigami tasted a lot like strawberries. So very, very sweet. So sweet, it left him wanting more with every taste. His arms instinctively went around Sutcliff's waist.

The redhead couldn't have been happier. He was able to get Sebastian for a whole day, get him to warm up to him, if not love him, and he now had him kissing him! With tongue, no less! Grell swore, he died and went to Shinigami heaven. And he never wanted to come back.