Wow, writing this chapter took way longer than expected! I felt like I was at it forever, but finally, it's done, and about time. Anyway, I think part of the reason it took so long was because of the utter smut in the middle of it. Writing that in the first person is surprisingly awkward, but whatever, it's finished, and considering it's only the third M-rated thing I've ever written, I think it went pretty well. Speaking of awkward, my sister kept trying to read this over my shoulder, and because children should never see this, I didn't have time for spell check or anything, so i apologise for any typos. Anyway, enjoy, and remember; reviews make me a very happy person :D

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A Relationship Long Ignored: Chapter Two

-Will's Birthday & The Dreaded Break-Up

"Grell-senpai, I understand how you got together.. But.. Why did you break up? I mean, it all seems so romantic, I don't get why it would all end so suddenly, especially when you both obviously still felt for each other," Ronald asked.

"Well, that's a whole other story.."

I had never been happier than I was then. William was officially my boyfriend, though we had agreed to keep it low-key. Or, as low as I possibly could. I stayed at his apartment every other night, and I'd taken to leaving some of my clothes in his drawers, an extra toothbrush in his bathroom. We didn't really go on romantic dates or anything like that, but we had the best nights in. We watched movies (his Johnny Depp obsession worried me occasionally), played videogames occasionally, talked (and made out) for hours, and once or twice, he'd even cooked me dinner, with candles and all.

About three months after we first got together, I was lounging about William's apartment, waiting for him to come home. It was his birthday, and I had planned a very 'special' night, if you catch my drift. Unfortunately, he was late, and ridiculously so.

Sighing dejectedly, I pulled on my coat and headed to his office, expecting to have to help him fill in his stupid paperwork, and fully intending on giving him an earful for it. Fortunately, when I arrived his paperwork appeared to be all finished. Unfortunately, however, William had apparently fallen asleep and had started drooling all over said paperwork. As cute as this was, I couldn't just leave him to sleep on his desk.

"Come on, Will, darling, no sleeping on tables, that's what our bed is for," I giggled, shaking his shoulders gently. He blinked at me groggily, the sleep still in his eyes, before quickly jumping out of his seat.

"Sutcliff! I wasn't sleeping.. I just couldn't read the small print. I am, of course, always professional," he stammered, sliding his glasses back into position in that adorable way of his. Raising an eyebrow, I tucked a stray piece of hair behind his ear.

"Pull the other one, sweetheart, it's got bells on it. Now, come on, we'll go home and let me take care of you, hm?" Sighing softly, he gave me a kiss on the cheek before taking my hand.

"Sounds good to me."

"Now, you sit here and drink your tea, while I go run you a bath," I ordered, leaving William in the kitchen. My hips swayed as I left the room, yet I felt anything but confident. That was to be the night, and I could feel it in every nerve in my body. Although it always seems to come as a surprise to people, I was, in fact, a virgin, and that was something I was okay with. I had been waiting for William all this time, but now I was nervous as hell.

"Will, bath is ready," I called and he arrived soon after, already shirtless.

"Are you staying in here with me?"

"Well, I said I'd take care of you, didn't I? Can't have you falling asleep in the tub, you'd get all wrinkly. Now hurry up and strip," I teased, tossing my own shirt over the clothes horse. I probably should have closed my eyes, or looked away, or something, but I just couldn't help but stare. William was beautiful, cold and smooth like a marble statue, but passionate and fiery when it mattered. His chest was sculpted just right, bare but for the slight trail leading past his waistline. He wasn't exactly muscled, but not scrawny either. He was, is, perfection to me, and to have him stand in front of me in all his naked glory, entirely unabashed, was almost too much.

Tearing my eyes away from his body, I tied my hair up in a ponytail as Will climbed into the bath.

"Now, isn't this better than sleeping on your desk?" I asked as I massaged his shoulders.

"Mm, much better, thanks, baby." I blushed at the seldom used pet name, moving my hands to massage his lower back. Moaning almost inaudibly, he tilted his head back to rest on my shoulder. I smiled softly at him, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before continuing my ministrations.

"Happy Birthday, Will," I whispered, taking his already hardening member into my hand, stroking him lightly. He gasped, arching his back at the sudden contact. His breathing became gradually heavier as I caressed him, and he clenched his fists beneath the water.

"Grell.. S-stop.. You really need to stop," he breathed, pushing my hand away. I leaned back to et him out of the tub, worried that I'd gone too far, that I'd done something wrong.

"William, I'm sorry, I thought you wanted to- I mean, I was just trying to.. Did I do something wrong?" I blathered, gripping his hand in case he tried to leave.

"Sutcliff, don't be ridiculous, you're bloody amazing, as always. But wouldn't you prefer to do this in bed?" he asked, seduction ringing through his voice as he threaded his free hand through my hair, pulling it out of the hair tie.

Grinning in a way that I hoped was equally seductive, I pulled him closer to me, leaving a trail of kisses along his jaw. He kissed me back, full on the mouth, before picking my up bridal style and carrying me to the bedroom. Placing me on the bed, he pushed me back gently before climbing between my legs. I loved this side of Will, passionately dominant, yet surprisingly gentle at the time. Tugging lightly on my hair, he bit my lip softly before slipping his tongue into my mouth. The kiss soon became heated as he trailed a hand down my chest, taking my nipple between two fingers and pinching. I gasped as I arched into is touch, my own hands flying into his hair, gripping it in a way I knew he loved.

He pulled away for only a quick breath, then he was on me again, trailing kisses down my neck and shoulders, biting and nipping at my skin, successfully turning me on more than I ever thought possible. I grinded my hips against his, moaning at the friction, my shameful erection pressing painfully against the material of my trousers.

"Will, please, it hurts," I whined, grinding into him again. With the sexiest grin I've ever seen, William took the button of my trousers into his mouth and opened it with his teeth, giving me a flirtatious wink. Blushing furiously, I raised my hips, allowing him to remove my pants completely. My blush worsened tenfold, and I looked away in embarrassment as he admired my naked form.

"You're too beautiful for me," he muttered, and without letting me answer, he took my cock into his mouth, sucking the head as I ran his fingernails along my shaft. I clenched one hand in the sheets, the other gripping Will's hair, and I had to bite my lip so hat I didn't scream, drawing blood. I couldn't stop my hips from bucking into him, but he didn't seem to mind, taking me deeper into his mouth, allowing me to thrust right into his throat as he lapped and sucked my throbbing hardness.

"W-Will, I'm going to.. Oh, fuck, Will," I screamed as I came in his mouth. After swallowing every drop, my gorgeous lover dived in for another kiss, and I could taste myself on his lips. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, tasting his wet appendage, exploring his mouth with my own. I could feel something pressing against my entrance, but I ignored it, concentrating on pleasing my love. It was only when William pushed his finger inside me that I could ignore it no longer.

"Will, that's.. I don't think-"

"Shhh, it's alright baby, I'll make sure you feel good, I promise," he assured me, pushing his finger in and out of my ass. Soon he had slipped another digit inside me, stretching me in a scissoring motion. Moaning and gasping like a nine dollar whore, I scratched lightly at his back, my face buried in the crook of his neck. Suddenly, William hit something inside of me, something that made me see stars and scream out in pleasure, my nails leaving deep grooves in his perfect skin.

"Oh, Will, do that again, please, just take me," I moaned, and the lust in his eyes drove me wild.

"Grell, are you sure? I haven't prepared you very well, I don't want to ruin your first time," he said, removing his fingers and leaning back to look at me, his face filled with concern. It was at that time I wished William had left his tie on, but instead I settled for gripping his chin and pulling him down for a kiss.

"Fuck me like one of your French girls, darlin' " I ordered. Needing no further invitation, she pushed me back down onto the bed with lightening speed, lifting my leg onto his shoulders and thrusting deep inside me. I screamed a number of profanities, my hands clenching into fists once again, my lip bleeding from where I had bit down.

Will was, by any standards, well gifted in that department, and there was a distinct burning sensation for a moment, but as soon as he began thrusting, slamming into my prostate, the pain was gone and all I could feel was the intense pleasure and heat. We were a mess of limbs, gasping and moaning, and I couldn't get enough of him. Suddenly, I felt a tightening in my abdomen and my vision went white as I squeezed my legs around my lover. I screamed his name for the world to hear as I came all over my own chest, and William's, and seconds later I felt him spill his own inside of me.

Clearly exhausted, he all but collapsed on top of me, burying his face in my hair as he pulled out of me.

"Mm, I love you, William," I said, stroking his hair.

"Love you too, Grellie, always."

That had been the best night of my life. I had fallen asleep content in the arms of my lover, thinking that nothing could ruin my happiness. Oh how wrong I was in all my blissful ignorance.

The next morning, I woke to a cacophony of noise and panic, the terror tornado that was William T. Spears. He was zipping, back and forth, across the room, his shirt buttoned up wrong, his glasses askew.

"Will, darling, what's wrong? Are we late for work?" I asked tiredly. Spinning around to face me, I was subjected to William's coldest glare, reserved for the worst offences.

"Late? Late? That's a bloody understatement," he yelled, "It's twelve in the afternoon, Sutcliff, twelve! We were supposed to be at work six hours ago! I know you don't care about anything but yourself, but for once, just once, you might respect the fact that I actually have a job to do, and now, because of you and your bloody emotions, I didn't turn in my paperwork last night, a demon has been messing around with the soul balance, and everything is a disaster!" William had never shouted at me like that before, and I had to blink back the tears as I stood to try and fix William's shirt.

"Will, don't worry so much, it'll be fi-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, because next thing I was pushed away with a force that nearly knocked me over.

"Don't you dare tell me that it'll be fine, Sutcliff, because it won't be, not while you're around. This is all your fault," he accused before leaving me alone in his apartment. I had never felt so upset. I couldn't believe that it had all gone so wrong, so fast. I hated him for blaming me for everything, and I hated myself for causing him more stress than usual.

It was then that I decided we couldn't keep it up, that I couldn't distract William from his work any longer, and so I left, bringing all my things with me, leaving only a note.

"Are you serious? That's how it ended? What an asshole! How could you still love him after that?" Ronald demanded from the edge of his seat.

"That's the thing about love, Ronnie, it's unconditional. That, and well, let's just say his death scythe isn't the only thing that extends to great lengths," I finished with a wink, and I strolled off to find my William, leaving Ronald with that charmingly vivid mind image.

End