Undergrell

HIAS (Part 2)

This is a continuation of the previous chapter. Warning: Sexual content, for mature readers only.

I guess it was time for round two. I felt more calm and collected now, like I needed to let it all out once before I would be able to make proper love to him. I smiled brushing his bright hair from his sweat drenched face and shoulders. Our breath came out in pants as I held his hips gently. I pulled his face down to kiss him deeply, moving my hips slowly. I could tell pain rocketed through him, because he tightened around me. His body pulled me in, not letting me move. 

I whispered in his ear, "Grell," I said. "Relax, I can't make love to you if you don't let me fuck you." A shiver ran down his spine, and I slid my hands to his ass. He nodded, his body relaxing slowly. I squeezed his ass tightly, giving him more pain as I moved his hips. I pulled out some, before pushing back into him slowly. He moaned, clenching and relaxing as his body accepted me. I moaned with him, pleasure filling my body. I hadn't cum yet, so I was aching to thrust hard and deep. 

I know he's in pain, so I had to keep moving gently. He begged for me, his hands resting on my chest. He sat up, his fingers gliding gently over my scars as he stared into my eyes. A smirk graced his lips, and he ignored my hands. He rested on his knees on either side of my waist, pulling himself up and dropping down onto my lap. I moaned, gritting my teeth and gripping onto his hips tightly. My nails dug in and blood spilled over his hips, making his legs go weak and his face twist in pleasure. I thrust into him deeply, taking my sweet time as his mewls and moans filled my head. 

I leaned up and slid my tongue around his nipple, nipping slightly. He shivered, moaning and clenching around me. I thrust a little harder, going in as deeply as I could. I moaned as I was getting close to my edge. My body burned, and I frowned as that feeling of heavy arousal grew stronger. I needed to finish before I lost control again. I ground my teeth and fought the feeling, laying Grell on the floor and thrusting into him gently enough not to hurt him more, but hard enough for him to cry out. 

He cried out with each thrust as his body tightened. He was close, I could feel it. I moaned out his name, the sound rolling off my tongue and making him groan back at me. I couldn't hold back anymore and came with one rough thrust, his body clenching around me hard as we both climaxed. I shuddered and slowed my pace as my body relaxed. I pulled out and panted, collapsing on top of Grell. My head rested on his chest, his hands tangled in my hair. 

His hands weakly pushed my chin up, his soft lips pressing against mine. I smiled, kissing him back and holding him gently. We laid there for hours, talking and catching up on times. It'd been a while since I saw Grell, so he had a lot of stories about Sebastian and the residents of the Phantomhive Manor.