Sebby x Grell
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Last published Thu, Oct 8, 2015
Sabation pinned the red devil down on the bed, clutching his wrists tightly.
"Oh Sabat-chan, feeling kinky are we?" Grell laughed.
"I promised my master I'd keep you busy in anyway I could. And since you wont fight me, this seems to be the only solution."
Sabation leaned down close to Grells face, glaring with a sly grin. Grell looked into the powerful man's eyes, blushing at his overly stimulating expression.
"Sabat-chan, if you're going to pin me down and look at me like that you could at least kiss me." Grell pouted, squirming a bit. Sebastian stared down at the menising demon. He looked so innocent and adorable when he begged.
"Give me one good reason I should kiss you."
Grell raised an eyebrow and smiled widely.
"Hmm.. if its a good reason, will you?"
"Well of course. I'm a man of my word."
Grell sat up just enough to whisper into Sebastian's ear.
"Because we're both horny."
The red man laid back onto the bed grinning, never breaking eye contact....
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