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Ronald Knox kicked off his shoes, tossing his keys on the table as he collapsed onto the sofa. It had been one hell of a night with the ladies from General Affairs, and he was ready to sleep off the champagne. However, it wasn’t two seconds after he closed his eyes that he heard a thud and an awfully familiar voice coming from the spare room where he thought ______ would still sleeping at such an early hour. “Stop squirming!”     “Grell! Get off me!”. “I’ll be quick, I promise~”     “I don’t want to do this anymore!” “Don’t chicken out now

+Chapter 4: Obscured Desires A part of you didn't want it to be morning, the fact of who you would be destined to face once you left the comfort of your room looming over your head like a dark storm cloud. Arching your back, grimacing at the pain that tingled along your spine, you swung your legs over the edge of your small bed, feet brushing tepidly across the cold, wooden floor beneath your warm flesh. Your head swam with images of the prior day's events, and you would be absolutely certain that it had all been a dream had your lips still not burned in memory of the Reaper's kiss. A heavy scarlet decorated your cheeks as you recalled the f

Dress Dilemma (Grell x Reader x Sebastian) (Follow me on Wattpad for future stories! https://www.wattpad.com/user/Cuddlyrawrbear) “No, no, no!” Grell protested.  He placed his hands on his hips and tipped his chin in a derogatory manner.  “It’s too boring!” Sebastian sighed quietly and shook his head.  He held your clothes folded over his arm like a towel.  They were now perfect squares of material.  “Black is flattering on any lady.” “But red is so passionate!  So bright and sexy on a woman!” Grell exclaimed dramatically, placing the splayed fingers of his left hand over his heart wit

Lost and Found (Ronald Knox x Reader x Grell 3) The coffee-shop was nearly empty.  You could tell that Ronald was a bit on edge, but you didn’t know why.  His eyes darted back and forth as if searching for someone, and every time someone came in or left, the ring of the bell would make him twist all the way around in his chair and look to see who it was.  After three times of this happening, you finally decided to ask him what was wrong. “N-Nothing!”  He assured you with a charming smile.  He reached across the table and took your hand in his, causing you to blush slightly.  “I’m sorry.  I’ve been totally

“I see you’re doing well.” You spun around. You had been in your dressing room and had just finished putting on your make up for your next performance when you heard that deep masculine voice. “Claude! I wasn’t expecting you. Are you and Nathaniel here to see my latest performance?” “I’m afraid it’s just me, my lady. I pray you are not too disappointed.” “Of course not! I actually rather missed you,” you answered meekly with a light blush dusting your cheeks. “Is that so? Are you hoping for a repeat of the performance I presented you with last time we met?”

Beautiful. Long legs extended and your form illuminated by the stage lights. You danced across the stage in a tutu that was black as pitch and sparkled like black diamonds. You wore colored contacts that made your eyes appear red (some new kind of device of this day and age), and Claude decided then that you were his black widow. You twirled with all the grace of a black widow weaving her web too. Needless to say, you had captivated Claude with your movements. He was accompanying his new master to the ballet. His Master had said you were a close, personal friend of his. Claude didn’t care until he saw you dance. It helped that you were

Demons don’t love. That was what Sebastian told you. You didn’t know if you believed that. They had mates. You would know. You were his. So if they had mates, why wouldn’t they love? Sebastian said it was simply a matter of finding someone that could keep your interest for eternity – as he put it, “similar to marriage.” You didn’t really care. You loved him, and that was simple. “I love you, Sebastian,” you’d purr fondly. He would give you a smile when you said this. It was a genuine smile too, not the usual smirk laced with his demonic sadism or his own brand of sarcasm and sick am

Everlasting Dream Sebastian x Reader ________________________________________ - "Wake up, (Y/N)...Please.... " you heard a voice whispering those words to your ear. Still, you didn't dare open your eyes. You just couldn't, even if you try. Thought, you were pretty sure that you heard this male voice from somewhere before. Your memories were blurred, a deep fog surrounding them and wasn't ready to let them go yet. - " (Y/N)...it has been months, you need to wake up now. Sebastian isn't the same without you ". That voice of a young boy. The...young master? No, it was Finny, the gardener. Some memories started to come back to you and you re