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“Don't let him escape!” Ciel yells loud, watching as his butler takes a defensive course, slowly seeing the white haired man, Undertaker, vanishing once more.Sebastian wouldn't let Ciel's side, not in a dangerous situation like that. Undertaker smiles, it was his win again. A little time passed when Undertaker finally stopped at an abandoned building, making sure he was at a reasonable distance and safe, he looked inside its interior completely empty besides a little table in the middle of the room and a broken chair. He scans the local with his eyes for a bit, making sure no one was there he finally releases his scythe making it come back to its latter form.His experiments in the school have come to an end, being caught by the queen's watchdog who really lived up to his name, clearing everything out in her name, it made him sick in his stomach.But it wasn't in vain. He achieved what he wanted to, and that was all that really mattered in the moment.While he really enjoyed acting for a bit, it was tiring to pretend he was still cool in front of the others.He stepped inside, taking out the headmaster's outfit, feeling how hot it was, no, how hot he was. It felt like his skin was burning, like the flames of the sun were under it. He opened up the buttons of the shirt, throwing the outer coat and the tie anywhere while using the table as support for his weight.For many people would see him as someone who isn't affected by anything, he still had secrets deep down. Even a shinigami cannot escape the mortal carnal desires, and it seems like it hit him with everything this time.It has been so many years since the last time he got this feeling, almost as a “heat”, at the time he wouldn't even try to suppress it, he would succumb to desires and let anyone with a dick fuck him until he forgot who he was. But this isn't the case now. He has a mission, even if he completed a part of it, he can't slow down.He closes his eyes for a moment, letting the cool air of the night calm him down before stepping away from the table. He gets his scythe from the ground, which he didn't even remember dropping, and looks out, he should get going soon. It's not even ten seconds later when he smells a strong cologne of a very particular butler, he turned around, trying to swing his weapon but being too late to it, he saw the slim and tall figure in front of him with red eyes that promised to cook him alive.Sebastian made sure to make the reaper drop his troublesome weapon, Undertaker was caught off-guard, he underestimated the demon. He didn't think he was going to let the Earl behind to go after him.Sebastian dropped him to the floor, getting both of the reapers hands, pinning them above his head and using his full weight to immobilize him.“I'm surprised.” Undertaker let's out with a small laugh “You did leave the Earl behind and followed me, even though I didn't leave traces behind.”Sebastian lets out a small chuckle. “That is right. But it wasn't the traces I have followed to find you.”Undertaker looks at him, curiosity on his face.The demon lowered his head, speaking in the reaper ears, “There was a particular thing I smelled when we met up in that place. One that wasn't there in the other times when you were our informant…”Sebastian moved a bit, putting one of his legs in between the man under him, applying pressure.Undertaker bit down his lips.“You should've known, little reaper, demons have a strong appetite for sinful things.” Sebastian bites the man's neck, red blood dripping out of it “And you smell just like lust…”“Your Master said don't let me escape… Not to tease me to death…” He breathes out, trying to think of a way to get out of there.“Indeed… But… He didn't say for how long I should be keeping you… and he only mentioned not to kill you…” Undertaker tries to get away, he shakes his hands off the demons grip, turning them around, now Sebastian had his back on the ground while Undertaker sat on his lap, which was the worst mistake he's made that night, he felt the pressure of the other man member on his ass, grinding against it.Sebastian smiles, “You're a slut.”“Shut. Up.” He replies while closing his eyes.His mind was telling him to get away, to run while he could, Sebastian didn't seem like he was there to bring him back to the Earl, no, he came on his own will, or on the will of lust, he isn't really trying to stop him or catch him, the demon's hands are on the reaper waist, guiding him to ride his cock.Shit. His cock was telling him how he should stay, how he should get everything this man had to offer, maybe it wasn't all bad.His mind was completely blurring out, the more he tried to think the more Sebastian’s hands were slowly stroking his sides, sliding down to squeeze his ass, his tights… His cock was so hard it was painful already.“Don’t you want this?” Sebastian asks, moving his hands along the reaper’s body, on his open suit until he reaches one of his nipples, bruising at them very slightly, teasing.Undertaker groans, this isn’t like him anymore. He may be a slut, but what is this strong desire in him? Maybe it’s Sebastian’s demonic charm actually affecting him. He never really had a problem with it, he could barely see the demon at distance and he never bothered to step closer.But seeing him so close right now, touching him, feeling him, it was driving his mind absolutely insane.“What guarantee do I have that you're not just tricking me, Demon?” He tries to make his voice stable, but it almost came out as a whisper.Sebastian laughs, “That is true, I cannot guarantee anything to you, but” He sits down, grabbing the reaper’s waist, making him unable to leave “I also cannot deny the desire I’ve had to fuck you since the first time we met. So how about a deal?”“Speak.”“You let me fuck you until I’m satisfied, let me use you all the way down like the slut you are…” He bites down the men’s neck, blood dripping from the wound. Undertaker lets out a loud gasp “And I will pretend I never found you here earning to be fucked by the first person that walked in.”“Then you better hurry up and fuck me before your master notice.” Their lips crashed in the next moment, no words were drawn, only the sinful taste of lust were felt in their voracious moment, their lips devouring each other desperately, the remaining of Undertaker’s top clothes were ripped out of him, not a single gentle movement in between this, there was no tenderness, nor love, only hunger and desperation.Sebastian threw the reaper in the ground again, the man’s long nails digging into his neck skin, attempting to take off his clothes and basically ripping everything apart, the demon helped him, soon enough his clothes all up to his shirt were gone, their skin burning with desire.Blood stains were on Sebastian’s lips, painting the Undertaker’s neck with a pretty red color everytime he bit down, leaving a trace of marks that would likely not vanish anytime soon, he slowly went down, from neck, to shoulders until he finally got on the man’s nipples, he bit one of them, not strong, only teasingly, Undertaker moaned.“So you are a Masochist…” He tried it again, this time a little harder, making the man under him shiver.“Just get the fu- mn… Fucking job done…”“So demanding…”Sebastian lowered more, ripping off the Undertaker’s pants in a single movement, his cock pretty curving to his stomach with precum already dripping off. Sebastian licked his lips. He took the man’s cock in his hand and gave it a stroke, seeing how the other man left out a mewl at this, he made a mental note about it for later.He spit at his other hand, it was not the best way, but it would need to do the trick. Separating the man’s legs further, he positioned one digit at his entrance, tentatively, slowly sinking it in, the reaper was tight to say the least, his insides were burning, he was hot. Sebastian was not a very patient man whatsoever. He rapidly inserted a second digit, starting to scissor him, stretching him for all his worth it, Undertaker closed his eyes, little tears forming at the corner of his eyes, it hurt, badly, but he also loved it.To say he was a Masochist was not correct, but it was also not incorrect. He liked the pain, it showed how much the other person craved him, wanted him, needed him, it was not a healthy thought, but it did its job.Sebastian curled his fingers, brushing them against the man’s prostate but ignoring it on purpose, the man below him whimpered in disapproval, he kept doing it, again, again and again, it was driving the Undertaker insane, his neglected cock twitching at the sensations, his legs trembling, his insides desiring for more, he couldn’t take it anymore.“S…Sebastian… Please…”Sebastian looked up, his smug so big it made the Undertaker sick. “Please what, little reaper?”“F-Fuck… Just fuck me already…”“If you beg a little more… I might do it…”“Please… Please just… Please just get your dick inside before I lose my mind…”To say Sebastian was proud to make one of the strongest Shinigami’s beg for his cock was really an understatement, he was enjoying every moment of this, but he could not ignore the way his own cock painfully hurt in his pants so on a fast movement, he lifted Undertaker from the floor and threw him in the table, unzipping his pants in the process.The shock made Undertaker slightly stunned but he knew what was coming next and the sole thought of it made his hole clench at nothing, desperate to have something inside it.Sebastian spat on his dick and gave it some strokes to lubricate it, aligning it to the smaller man’s entrance and shoving it inside in one go. Undertaker screamed at the intrusion.The rhythm set was overwhelming, Sebastian did not wait for the man to adjust to the length, the moment the entered he started fucking him in a brutal peace, his hands hurting the reaper’s waist with the strength he was grabbing it while Undertaker could only moan, no coherent sentences ever forming in his head, he thought he was going to pass out from the overwhelming amount of things happening, he didn’t think being fucked by a demon would be this good, if he had any idea he would’ve done it sooner.Suddenly Sebastian took out and Undertaker made a sound of frustration, only to be flipped around at a brutal force and feeling Sebastian’s dick going inside again, the Undertaker legs were weak and the only reason he was still in place was because of the table holding him firm, Sebastian hit his prostate spot on, making the man moan so loud that maybe even heaven was able to hear him and sending him over the edge, he came with a scream of Sebastian’s name but the demon did not stop.He grasped a bunch of the other man’s hair and pulled it, lowering himself to be in the level of his ears, he licked them before biting it hard, tears running down the Undertaker’s face while his hole was relentlessly abused by the demon.“So you like when I pull your hair while I fuck you… Such a nice whore…”“Fuck… Off…”“Oh.” Sebastian gives him a hard thrust “So you don’t want it? I can just leave you here.”The Undertaker moaned, using the little force he has to try and look at Sebastian, his eyes darkened with lust while the demon’s eyes glow a deep pink red, Sebastian pulled at his hair again, harder than before, rewarding him with such a high moan that made even he stutter for a bit, he was close.“Fuck…” He grabbed one of the Undertaker’s legs and threw it over his shoulder, getting a perfect view of the mess the other men was, hair messy, neck and shoulders prettily painted red with bite marks, his hard dick who already came once, his waist marked with Sebastian’s hands, he was beautiful ruined like that and it only made Sebastian more proud to know he was the one who did it.Keeping the rhythm was getting harder, with final cries from the men beneath him everytime Sebastian hit his prostate, he came a second time, Sebastian got the other reaper’s leg on his shoulder, pounding on him so deep you could see a bulge on his belly, Undertaker pushed Sebastian closer and gave him a hungry kiss, his nails digging on the man’s back, drawing pretty lines of blood while the demon came inside him, painting his insides white.Undertaker fell on the table completely exhausted, Sebastian looking at him with such intense eyes he thought the demon was going to eat him alive.Sebastian kissed the man again, his tongue lazily exploring his mouth before drawing back, letting a bite on his lips before he pulled his flattened member out and went to pick his clothes.“Our deal is done. You’re free to go for now.” The demon says, putting the rest of his attire back.“I guess you’re not that bad…” Undertaker says almost in a whisper.“Next time try to attract me to a better location than an abandoned place.” Sebastian smiles, leaving in the next moment in a flash. Undertaker lays lazily on the table, laughing weakly “...Next time, huh…”He thinks while gathering the cum dripping out of his hole.
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It was past 2 AM now.Sebastian and Ciel had returned from the weston school about 1 week ago, his little ‘exchange’ with Undertaker never brought up. Ciel never questioned where Sebastian went that day, he didn't care and so Sebastian did not explain either, he didn't have to.The Young Master was now asleep, all the others were asleep too, leaving only Sebastian up, he did rounded around the outside of the house, looking for possible intruders but the night was completely quiet.He went back inside, going to his little room that the Earl had given him. He almost never went there to be fair, but it was a nice place to just relax a bit. While walking, he started thinking about this “relax”, his mind drifting to that one night he shared with their biggest “enemy”, the long white hair all messy and splattered across that table, the swollen lips, the markings… He shouldn't be thinking about him that way.It is true, the Undertaker was a very charming and pretty man, Sebastian would give him that, but that day was a mistake for him. As a demon, to sleep with his natural enemy, and as a Phantomhive butler, for seeking his own pleasure before the orders of his master.He sighs, placing the candle he'd been caring all the way here on a small table besides his bed in his room.It was only after a few seconds that he felt eyes gazing at him, fixed, hungry.Sebastian turned around, facing a dark corner. “It isn't well received to invade someone's property, Reaper.”He hears a small chuckle coming from there, before the pale figure appears. Sebastian didn't sense any danger coming from him, so he didn't move at the man's movement.It didn't have any exchange of words, the Undertaker peacefully walked towards the demon, almost hesitantly, Sebastian noticed. Almost as if he wasn't sure he should be there. Sebastian walked slowly towards him until they were only mere centimeters away from each other, their gaze meeting in the dark of the night.Green Emerald eyes met Crimson Blood eyes. And so did their lips.At one second they were hungrily staring at each other, at the other moment, Sebastian had the shorter man pinned against the wall, their lips on a frantic rhythm while Undertaker legs wrapped around the demon's figure. Sebastian pushed away, ignoring how the other man seeked his lips after.“Why are you here?” Sebastian's voice was a whisper only for the reaper to hear.“I…” He tried to get to Sebastian's lips again, but was stopped by a hand on his throat. “Please…”“That was a mistake.” Sebastian forced himself to look at the other man. “You know it, we are finished.”“I need it”…“Sebastian…”There's only so much a man, or a demon, can endure and having one of the prettiest men he's ever seen begging for him that much… was driving him crazy.They are enemies. Sebastian needs to remember himself.But there's something about how the Undertaker looks so… lost, sad even, that makes him want it, no, desire it.Sebastian let the man kiss him, removing his hand from his throat and brushing it softly against the man's hair. It was too tender, even for him.But there was that… sensation again.That loneliness that was almost engulfing him entirely, drowning him, eating every single part of him alive. When he comes to his senses again, he notices this isn't what he is feeling, but rather what the reaper was exhaling. Demons can sense lust, greed, everything from humans. Humans. Sebastian repeats to himself. But when emotions are strong enough, they leak through their bodies, becoming an enabler for demonic entities.He looks at the Undertaker. These are the emotions that are leaking through him.Reapers were humans once, after all. They have almost everything a common human could have. They feel hunger, they need sleep… and they feel sadness.Humans who committed suicide. Sebastian notes to himself.He didn't realize when they started passionately kissing, his top clothes missing already, the same as the reaper. He didn't realize he had thrown the other man in the bed, topping over him, his eyes glowing that pink red and his fangs more apparent than ever.He wanted to fuck him so much. He wanted to ravish him, make him cry, beg, to make the man beneath him, one of the legendary reapers, become a cock slut for him.But at the same time he thought about that, he was tenderly stroking his sides, not leaving painful bite marks, but little kisses and sucks, lovingly.Lovingly a Demon shouldn't know what that is.But there was something screaming inside him, maybe he spent too much time in the human world and it started to affect him, but he… he felt empathy.That is the correct word to use, empathy, he felt empathy for the reaper loneliness.After all, he was once lonely too, in the underworld. Undertaker let out a small cry, seeking for any type of friction, Sebastian was teasing him, he knew it. The demon was placed between his legs, they were close enough for their groins to touch, but firm hands were holding him in place by his waist, it was driving him insane.He just wanted this, he needed the touch, the pleasure, the company of another one.He wasn't like that. Not until the day the demon fucked him out of his mind. All of the following days, he could still sense the touch, the pain and pleasure, he couldn't stop thinking about it.It was not because he liked it so much -which maybe he did- that he basically became addicted in one night, no, it wasn't only because of that.It was the memories it resurfaced with. The memories of pain, of loss, of everything he once had, gone.Maybe because Sebastian was a demon it had a deeper effect on him, making him weak. Or maybe it was just always there, but he ignored it for a laugh, for a mission, for anything. Their lips clashed again while the last layers of clothing were discarded, surprisingly, this time there weren't any clothes ripped off.They parted soon, only for Sebastian to take a small flask from the drawer besides the bed, a viscous liquid inside, Undertaker did wonder a single moment if he was the only one that the demon fucked.The thought of ‘no’ sent a shiver down his spine.“For now, you are.” Sebastian answered.It took a moment for Undertaker to understand that he voiced his thoughts out loud, a bit of embarrassment hitting him while he tried to hide his face on his hair.Sebastian took out the hair from his face, grabbing at his chin almost possessively, making the man look at him. He was so close to the reaper's face that they could feel each other's breath.“Before that night… When was the last time?”Sebastian poured a little of the liquid of the flask on his hand, teasing the other man's entrance.“... Some… Years ago… Maybe…”A finger made it inside him, slightly discomfort hitting him.“Was that person good to you?” Sebastian put another finger in.“... yes” Undertaker's voice was but a whisper, a bit of sadness in his tone.Sebastian curled his fingers, making the other man let out a low moan.“Reapers are closer to humans than us demons… so tell me…” he brushed his lips on the other man. “What emotion did you feel with them?” His tone was possessive.Undertaker didn't answer. Instead, he pushed Sebastian, kissing him. A tear running down his cheek. Three fingers were already inside him, brushing against his sweet spot, stretching him open while the loneliness inside the reaper's heart was slowly fading away, not completely, but enough for him to forget about it in the presence of the man who was making him feel things he hadn't felt in so many years.Sebastian was impatient already while preparing him, a subtle high moan of the man sending the rest of his self control to hell. He took off his fingers, dropping a bit of lube on his dick and stroking it, placing it in the other man's hole in a single movement, all in. Undertaker covered his mouth with his hand, muffling a scream-moan he left out when the demon didnt even let him adjust to the size and started abruptly fucking him hard, fast and deep.He stopped and turned the other man around, face in the pillows and ass up, and started fucking him again, this time he hit his prostate with every single thrust. Undertaker's nails started digging deep into the sheets to the point of ripping them off, his moans becoming more and more loud if it wasn't for the pillow trying to muffle them, the room was filled entirely with the sound of skin against skin and the smell of sex, anyone who dared pass by would know.Sebastian pulled his hair hard, making the reaper's face turn a little and a cry let out of his throat, the Demon was completely on top of him.“I want to hear you.” He gave one more pull on his hair, making the man cry again “Everyone will know how much of a slut you are…” He lowered himself, very close to his ears “My slut. Only mine”Undertaker came at the words, shouting loud. Sebastian chuckle. “You like when I say this? Such a good slut.” The man under him moaned again, higher.He always wondered if he had a degradation kink, but not a praise one.He kept his thrusts hitting deep while whispering sweet nothings at the man's ear, biting and licking the piercings he had before pulling the reaper's hair again, making him expose his neck, where Sebastian bit down hard, on the same spot he did the last time.Undertaker couldn't explain how he was still going after that orgasm, he didn't touch himself a single time, Sebastian didn't touch him and yet he came like a teenager on heat at only his words and cock pounding him, he was embarrassed at himself, but the way Sebastian didn't slow down a single time was making his post orgasm brain short-circuit, he didn't even realize he was hard again, all the stimulation from Sebastian's cock, from his bites, his whispers on his ear, saying how good he was… it was driving him insane. He was just hoping for an escape.He came to see Sebastian hoping those memories of an old lover would go away, hoping everything in his mind would disappear, hoping the demon would make him feel so good he would just melt into his touch…He didn't disappoint, everything the demon did to him made him melt, made him feel good like he hadn't felt in so long, made him feel loved…Desired. His brain corrected him. No one could love him. Much less his enemy.More tears started running down his cheeks at this remark. Sebastian pulled off, he grabbed the reaper by his waist, throwing the other man off the soft mattress and straight to the hard and cold wall, facing him directly and slowly licking his tears, cleaning them from his face in such a tender way it made the Undertaker melt even more to the touch. When the demon entered him again he could feel even more than before, with nothing blocking his moans except from the way Sebastian would kiss him passionately everytime he was too loud, he wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck, pulling him impossibly closer.Sebastian's hands were on the other man's thighs supporting him entirely, like he was a doll -a very pretty doll- he reminded himself, he could feel the Undertaker's cock brushing against his abs every time he pushed in, hitting that spot again and again, he could feel the man scratching his back with his long nails at the same time and he wouldn't complain about it. Not when it felt that good.“How much stamina do you even have…?” Undertaker whispered to him in the middle of moans, feeling his second orgasm building up already.Sebastian chuckles, “I don't need to sleep, My Dear Reaper.” Undertaker moaned at the pet name “I think you can figure out the answer, hm?” He says in a teasing tone.“Fuck…”“Relax. Just let me take care of you.”His mind was going blank already as he saw white, coming a second time. He was almost sure he wouldn't be able to walk for some long hours at least.“Good boy.”Undertaker cried a high pitched moan at this.Sebastian smiled, speeding up his thrusts, he was close already, his stamina wasn't a problem, the problem was having a gorgeous man whimpering at him, eyes watery, face red, with his own cum painting his abs like a Renaissance painting.He took the man off the wall and delicately put him in the soft mattress again -Undertaker thanked him mentally- thrusting into him a few more times before knowing he was about to cum, he wanted to pull out, but shaky legs wrapped around him in a silent plea Sebastian could not resist, he came deep inside the man, filling him entirely, feeling as his body twitches at the sensation.Sebastian took a moment to look at the man again, soft lips parted, his hair messy and all around the bed… He lowered himself to kiss him, softly.When he pulled himself out and was going to leave the bed, he felt fingers pulling his hand, he allowed them, laying beside the reaper for a moment.Undertaker put his head on Sebastian's torso, almost hugging him, feeling a hand patting his head softly. He couldn't see the demon's face or what he was thinking, the same to him.Undertaker closed his eyes, allowing himself this one moment, Sebastian didn't say anything against it.They lay on the bed silently.With nothing but the gentle affection between them. Until the sun rises, they can pretend they can be like that for a little more.