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William's eye brow twitched. "These jobs are necessary, We have been very short handed after having send our extra hands for the Famine." The reaper looked at his watch as they walked down the street. "Our next job doesn't happen for another hour and twenty minutes."

"Busier then usual." Sammel said, he carried the pile of dirty laundry towards the laundry room, he turned around. "How on earth do you manage to get your gloves stuck behind the dressers? It's starting to get annoying to have to move it every time." he sighed.
Claude had to smile, He knew that Sammeal took it upon himself to do the clean up in the apartment they shared. He was a selfless individual who didn't ask for much other then a moment of affection.

"Then find something to do that doesn't involve maiming, killing or making an a** of yourself." Will said heading towards the nearby park, he had brought a book to read while he waited.

Claude had to smirk too, knowing where Sebastian was going with this. "Do you think that we only use the bed for our nightly romps?"
Sammael blushed deeply, he glanced towards the bedroom, his imagination running wild with scenarios, most of them kinky.

At first William didn't know what to do, but Grell was within eyesight and he wasn't doing anything more. He looked around, they where in a corner of the park where people rarely walked, which was he wanted so that he could have a quiet moment.
Well, there's no harm done.... William relaxed and started reading his book. "Do you remember what I said Grell? about Behaving?"


Sammael huffed, still blushing. "Then I'll just move the dresser elsewhere." With that comment he walked out to finish the laundry.
Claude chuckled.

"And let's keep it that way." Will said, placing one hand on Grell's chest while he read his book.

An hour later, they came back to the Shinigami realm, the all important meeting that William wanted to keep Grell out of was over. Hearing Grell still walking behind him he paused in a hallway. "....I suppose that you did do a good job today, and where well behaved. Your reward Grell Sutcliff...." He opened the door to a smaller meeting room, one that was rarely used and also he wouldn't be seen being 'nice' to Grell in public. "Go get what you need to do my nails and come back here."

William's eyebrow twitched again. He had to pull off his gloves to allow Grell to buff them, but it was Grell's singing that a little annoying, "I'm sure that you can do this without singing Grell." He said, crossing his legs becoming relaxed enough to enjoy being treated to a manicure.
As Grell worked, he looked down at the Red-haired shinigami. He was an annoyance, caused him more headaches then he could remember, but this was a slightly different Grell he was seeing now, one that strived to gain his favor. It gave Will an strange thrill of pleasure knowing that he now had a plan to keep Grell under control.
William had a thumb pressed to his lower lip, "Grell....When you are done, I seemed to have pulled a tendon in my left foot while we where walking."

William felt his lips twitch into a smirk. He rather liked that confused expression on Grell's face.
He didn't shift position much to allow Grell to do his other hand. When the Red haired man was done, it was hard not to smile as William lifted his left foot with the shoe still on it. "Take it off." he said, his voice was slightly lower then usual. it almost sound like an order.
Though he wouldn't admit it, seeing Grell at his feet was.....arousing.

"Why do you ask?" William asked, but when Grell slid his c**k off the way he did, it caused him to tense. His feet where sensitive and feeling someone else's hands handle them caused him to let out a soft moan. "...j-just do as I say." He was blushing a little now

Damn, damn damn! William couldn't trust himself to answer. He fought to keep from twitching too much as Grell's warm fingers found those places that induced him to swallow back the moans and noises of pleasure that threatened to spill from his lips.
Instead he let out a shuddering erotic sigh. His newly buffed nails biting into the chair's padded arms.