You were a highly ranked shinigami, with more authority than even William and Undertaker.
Your P.O.V.
"Y/N- Senpai, do I really have to do overtime?" Grell said, laying his head on your desk. You moved your papers to the side so they wouldn't crumple up. "Yes, you do. You've been slacking off. Not to mention the time you were drunk and started harassing William." "Couldn't you make an exception? Just for me?" He asked with pleading eyes. "No, you have to do overtime, servant." You replied.
"Did you just call me a servant?!" Grell screeched, with an 'Oh, no you didn't' look on his face. "Possibly." You smirked. "Hmm... I'm sure there's some way to get back at you..." He pondered.
"Oh? I think I've thought of something." He exclaimed. "Really?! You actually used your brain for on-" You said with mock-surprise, before you were cut off by a pair of soft lips pressing on yours. You immediately kissed back, slipping your arms around his waist, while he wrapped his around your neck. You deepened the kiss, moving one of your hands up, tangling it in Grell's long, red hair.
You pulled away, out of breath after the passionate kiss. "You'll still have to call me Senpai, I hope you realize that." You grinned. "BUT-" "No 'buts'." You continued your paperwork. "NOTICE ME, SENPAI." "DID YOU JUST-" "Yes. Yes I did." Grell said, before doing the most majestic hairflip you had ever seen and strutting out of your office.
YOU ARE READING
Black Butler One-Shots
FanfictionWhat if you could immerse yourself in the world of Black Butler? Fall in love with the characters, with endless scenarios. Let your fantasies run through your mind. Sebastian: "My lady, won't you join us? Come, entrust your body to us. Give in to th...
