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Entry 69: April 29 1890, England Reaper Realm, My Housing.

~Time Skip~

    Grell stumbles on me laughing as we kiss into my apartment, "How do you always find a way in?" I ask holding his waist pressing him slowly to the front door locking the door behind him. "Well doll, security here is beyond poor making walking through the back door the easiest thing in the world," he says lightly as I stare amazed in his eyes that he can run so fast up many flights of stairs without being caught by anyone. I wonder if I could catch him, the chase would be the best part, "So no one sees a flash of red?" I smirk asking him close to his ear lifting his white shirt slowly above his waist to rub my fingers along the softest skin ever created. "Only in death," he answers smirking, blushing more at my touch as I kneel before him. The way he speaks such truth so easily to me I nearly freeze in my actions staring up to him.

    I kneel before my love, my master, my tamer and my gaze moves down his flesh to his wonderful skin peeking from under his shirt. I hunger more after him, near whimpering for a sample my lips kiss his warm skin. My tongue roams slow savoring the taste and bite teasingly for his breathy moans. Moans that came in shock or a high of themselves and rolled on to every wall in my small apartment. I wish to make a whole house bleed with our passions, with our life, the intoxication of our existence only gives a house breath. His breath, his moans shiver as my tongue licks between his addictive skin and waistband pressing against his body. With a flick of my tongue in his navel he quivers to his knees sitting ontop of me, "d-darling.. not yet," he whimpers sighing out, grinding upon me as if my eyes commanded him to do such a sensual act. I stare in his eyes feeling the hunger in me grow for him more with each push forward and I nod enchanted by his strength not to give in.. quickly.. He slows his riding on my hips as he press his hand firmly on my heart laying me to my back trying near pleading with himself to stop.

    My such a fascinating creature, I moan enticing him to make him give in to his wants and he moans louder just because. Or is it for dominance? A loving roar to quiet my taunt, it fails only slightly for it causes him to grip his nails deeper through my shirt ripping it slightly in his slowing thrusts. "mmm..," he whispers almost shuddering at the thought of what the night holds, or what he shall do to me if I do not obey. Marvelous, what animal must dwell in your gentle firm that could tame me quiet? "I-I brought the get well treatment," Grell says dazing siting on my lap a moment having stopped his hips on my waist. "Oh my love, don't you see you've already brought it," I tell him with a smirk placing my hands behind my head loving the view of him like a fragile lady on her sturdy steed. Ride me like a horse, that would end this night perfectly, his eyes roam my face bouncing his eyebrows as if he heard my inner thoughts. "Then a double dose you shall have darling," he says hopping off me and walks to my bedroom carrying one of the shopping bags I saw the other night at his apartment. I watch his arse twist left and right in skips before leaving for my room. Slowly I turn to my stomach doing a push up onto my hands and knees crawling after my prey. "Wha!" Grell jumps high startled to see me crawling. Leaning on the door of my room I begin to laugh sitting on my knees, "I scared you?" I asked him standing and he blushes upset.

    "huff* What- no, a little fright yes, but you should never do that to a lady," Grell speaks flustered and flicks his hair over his shoulder storming into my bathroom closing the door hard as I walk after him. "Oh my love, I meant no harm, I thought maybe you would find it attractive," I say with a quiet sigh, still smiling at the look of his surprise. He peeks his head through the door a moment and shines such pouty eyes up at me, "Attractive or no, you shouldn't startle your heart like that.. I have you know I've seen hell hounds before, and you are not as big as one.. It just reminded me of things.. things you probably could not imagine of earth," he says softer with each word. "You are right," I speak just as soft a bit stunned a heated moment could remind him of such a beast. This will not be me, I never want to be that in his eyes, not in his.. "I am deeply sorry my love, please forgive me," I ask him speaking sincerely with my eyes holding his hand through the door.

    "Of course I forgive you, you did not know darling," he says as he kisses my head and smiles to me closing the door again. "If I'm forgiven why must the door be closed?" I ask smiling a bit confused, "I have to use the restroom, some privacy sir," he says causing me to back way and smile. "Oh yes, that, ok, I'll be out here.. on the bed," awkwardly stumbling on the bag Grell brought over I say to him through the door. All that is good keeps me from staring in the bag, I wonder back to the lingerie he spoke of, the one I'd truly love when he wore it. My heart races with thought and blush becomes my face while I to my back on the bed kicking off my shoes not caring where they land anymore. Such new carefree actions this woman has given me, it's relieving to lay back and feel home together.

    My eyes close as I take in the new comforts of my bed that houses a couple, that holds the warmth of two as one. Before I could say anything of his time away, I hear water running from the bathroom though not the sink. "Are you running a bath?" I call to him sitting up quickly in my bed. I see a flash of red as he runs to me jumping on my lap and smiling, "Take off your clothes," he giggles telling me as I tilt my head studying exactly his motivations. "you do it," I say with a heavy tone but not brute like, blush crawled over him and he licks his sharp teeth staring at me. Such dangerous marks you will make of me, please do not hold back. "Whatever you wish," he retorts teasing each button of my vest and shirt. I could feel his nails scratch over my navel causing a deep purring sound from me and I close my eyes. Noticing I've become quite loud lately in my small apartment, anything too loud could cause suspicion getting us both into trouble no one lovers should ever face.

    "Come off," Grell fusses struggling to pull my pants off and down my legs, helping him I lift my body off the bed some and he eases my pants to my ankles. He moves like warmth and heat as he climbs back on top of me, gentle red hair rubs along my cheek as he looks observing over me. "You're just going to take it, ok darling, no fussing or.. tricks.. what I say goes, and by the end of the night you'll reach a place beyond bliss," Grell commands softly and slowly with a smirk, both of his hands flat on my chest and my eyebrows raise at such dominance he has over me. I nod slowly studying him more, just calm enough to enjoy this time with him and not let the beast test the leadership he possess in my pleasure. His eyes brighten taking me from the thought of being ridden like the fiercest stallion in need of breaking by daylight, I need him badly. "Oh I'm so happy you will do this my love, you will love this without a doubt," he assures me and hops off again grabbing the little bag running into the bathroom, he turns off the water after a while alone.

    "Those off, Mister ____," Grell says standing in the doorway smiling in a new level of happiness and comfort with me. The curiosity to learn such a creature compels me to do as he says but the beast in me would rather see how far he will go to get what he wants. "you sure you don't want to?" I tease smirking, he raises a thin red eyebrow and marches to me yanking my boxers to my ankles dropping to his knees. Staring only in my eyes I freeze, I look into the eyes of my kneeling prey who holds resolve in my presence. "n-no fuss, or funny business," Grell's speaks low eyes shining deeply in mine, my head nods involuntarily in a trance of gentle devious eyes. He places warm kisses on my harden shaft, daring me rubbing his lips on my heated skin, I tremble. He smirks up to me and winks before walking back to the bathroom all while summoning me to him with his pointer finger. My heart nearly burst watching him have such control of himself, of me, control I want, need for this beast in me. Stumbling in my steps having not removed my clothes from my ankles I follow helplessly to him. Mesmerized by his every move, intrigued, attracted, truly possessed by his very presence I will follow him anywhere.

    Tame me, love me with your heart and maybe this beast could die, and I'll be just.. me.. "That's my darling love," he says stroking his fingers down my back as I walk past him into the bathroom. My eyebrows twitch as he has created a bubble bath, "For me?" I ask looking back at him and blush at his gaze of the scratches on my back he has caused. Each having healed slowly but leave such beautiful dark marks that will one day heal as well, but no time soon. I smirk whispering to him, "You see why I keep my shirt off in the work room? Why would I hide such a masterpiece? No one could dare match the quality of work you do my dear, and no one can help you create such magnificent art but me." The blush and heat began to rise in his body so much so he moans at thought of more artworks we can make together. Now, right very now, divine passions of Adonis and Dionysus sculpted into my skin. As he stares at my words in a daze I watch him from the mirror as he began biting the back of my right shoulder above my shoulder blade near my neck. "Ah!" pain and pleasure of a moan escapes me and the heartbeat on my back raced mine more as I daze. God I wish to have you now! "No funny business," he commands and my face brings a smirk with lips that feel foreign, we stare eye to eye through the mirror and he licked my bleeding bite.  

    Growling low in a hiss at his tongue crossing my punctured skin, reacting, my body swells as it tenses. "Tub," he demands while pointing to it, amazed even at himself that he didn't leap onto my lap. That he didn't ride me right then, right there, raking down my back searching for that grip to hold in his pleasure. While he stare captivated in the mirror at himself seeing how he tames a monster like me, how he, himself is set free too. Defile me, love me later, I shake my head from my own beast like thoughts as his words that felt like hours whispered ago were but only seconds. Dazing I turn to the tub like a man lost in the time having napped unexpectedly. I settle quietly into the tub sighing at the soothing aroma ignoring the sting of my back healing from his bite. Softly I gasp as my conscious mind returns to me in the relieving tranquil water steaming away my tension. "You like?" he asks after staring at me a full moment before remembering where he was and not inside his mind as well. "It feels amazing, what is this?" I ask him smelling the unfamiliar scent holding a handful of bubbles. I smile relaxing looking in his eyes as he kneels next to the tub. "Aromatherapy from India.. I met this demon? Angel like Indian man, and he introduced this to me, at first it was very overpowering to my little nose. After some use and different types I fell in love with this one," Grell says happily showing me the bottle almost empty with words in a different language inscribed.

    "Is this your last?" I ask him and he hesitates before nodding and smiling, "You'd use your last on me?" I ask him softly tilting my head staring surprised yet more in love each beat. Grell smiles and blushes looking down, "I have another for a mini bath one night," he says softly before looking around the bathroom avoiding my eyes. "My dear, this bath is great, but I hate to say it's still missing something," I sit to my arse in the tub and he looks more concerned to my eyes. "Join me will you?" I ask softly more relaxed than maybe an intense moment of sex could not cause. I chuckle holding out a bubble covered hand for him, "No tricks, yes?" he shyly asks and I kiss him with only love I feel at this moment, there is no beast here, now. "I promise," I say on his lips in a type of love that can't be expressed with words.

    His smile brightens mine and I close my eyes leaning my head back as he undresses turning his back to me. I open my eyes and legs as I feel his foot reach in first and tap my thigh, holding my shaft I make room for him between my legs. "Feels good?" I ask as he settles his bubbly back on my chest, his hair fashioned up in a bun. My arms wrapping around him gently and softly kiss the side of his head. "perfect," he whispers rubbing slowly along my arms around him under the perfect temperature of water. "I'm glad," I say as I kiss his ear and he relaxes more against my chest turning his head for more comfort. I close my eyes slouching deeper into the tub feeling him do as I, and enjoying the warm fresh almost healing water rise above our shoulders to our chin. The water reaches around our necks even as our knees go well above the surface. We stay this way for minutes that felt like hours, gloriously long, silent, loving and healing hours. Perfect.

    "_____?" Grell asks quietly if I were sleeping, by the slow of our hearts in such a state we very well could be dreaming. "Yes my love," I ask feeling his fingers rub along my hand and arm in a slow swim. "Why does William want you to be a reaper so badly?" I knew such a question would come and I did not dread it, but prepared the best words I can to say my past. "I'm a murderer not a reaper..no matter how great he thinks I'll be as a reaper.. I know the difference of what I am.." I say without the slightest of regrets, Grell sat silently still swimming his hands over my arms. "We're all murderers," Grell says with a sigh as if it was the simplest truth, "Reapers are not suppose to be... We are for a lack of better words.. Collectors of souls, killing is forbidden.." I state sure of the difference and sure I will never be able to apply such knowledge in the human world. Grell only sat quietly, ignoring to agree with me on the subject, "I was top of the Class, which was with William, and I excelled in everything, were he had lesser grades in a few places. He was originally meant to be my reaping partner but the higher ups played a game.." speaking low I did my best not to grind my teeth so close to his ear.

    Grell only leaned more into me relaxing his head on my shoulder, "I was assigned a partner that had exact scores as I, which as you know is rare.. Young and eager as we all once wore, you somehow have been able to keep your excitement for this work. You have stayed yourself throughout your life here.. which is one reason you are mysterious and appealing to me.. everyone else is near dead, and 'him' most of all.." I speak frankly while slowly wrapping my arms more around him loving the warmth he adds to the slowly dulling water. "Mm hm, go on," he smiles back at me and kiss me with a loving smile near reassuring it is safe to speak. "Yes my love.. Myself and this machine of a boy, Clark Walters, played this dangerous game, more than a simple reaping test of who is the better Reaper.. It was a test of soul.." I say taking a deep breath so to reveal the truth, Grell pausing his hand as if he knew of such a game.

    "Walters was more than level-headed, he was like William but no longer a spirit of his own. Strange.. so strange.." I start but drift a moment, "From his breath to eye direction.. he was controlled.. I, myself, brimming with pure youth, intelligence, looks, darling I was a sight," I say to Grell and watch him giggle, "I'm sure you were," he says and I softly kiss the back of his head smiling but pausing remembering that night so well. I pause a moment longer in thought wondering if I should say it, he notices my stillness and tickles my left thigh with his nails causing me to jump and giggle with him. "Ok.. yeah.. We've witnessed stiff necks before our generations, students that would grow strength from carrying 20 books a day.. But Walters wasn't real, the higher ups quizzed us, oral, written, we both equally peeked perfectly in perfection as Reapers. But the game tore at me mentally, made to watch murder after murder, men do disgusting things to women and children.. Finally after witnessing the most heinous, gawd awful things, something in my mind gave way," I say dazing staring blindly at the bubbles popping one by one on my hand, feeling and hearing each individual one.

    "Time came to reap my first soul, simple enough.. not for me.. not at that point, every single human disgusted me.. Angel of Death, a name I wished to posses as if my birth right. Clark was chosen to go first, efficient, simple, lack of pleasure," I began whispering on his neck, my eyes felt to widen and I dazed back to that night. Faint reminder of Grell by his hands rubbing along my pruning fingers, I hold a finger as if to hold to my sanity. "I stalked my prey like an animal, an innocent man, more innocent than all those souls I witnessed tortured and killed. Our guardians forced us to watch the cinematic record and live their pains, their final hours as slowly as they could.. That torment was to ensure we could never allow ourselves to fall victim to a fighting soul not waiting to die," I speak as best I could holding my now, my eyes and breath living in the past. His shoulder lifts to my lips as he adjusts in the tub, in my daze my bottom lip rubs along his flesh. A taste I love so much awakens me only a bit to my present, I press my bottom teeth into his flesh loving the sensual low gasp as if breath it into my ear.

    "More," he whispers and I abide his words kissing more slowly nibbling along his shoulder, "of the story," he finishes lifting his back up staring over his shoulder with a soft smirk, hiding whatever worries from the story far from my current sight. Still dazing my eyes catch his fully and my head nods feeling his presence with me still, "I secretly watched Clark's kill, were not suppose to.. driven near insane by this terrible game, I still wished to please my guardian. I had no father, but he was it for me, trained, taught me everything. Books he would force on me about animals, and lions, predators, strong vs the weak etc. What better way than to show that in my hunting- I mean reaping.." I whisper correcting myself as Grell turns on to his stomach laying on my chest, he stares intrigued by the story leaning a gentle cheek on my pectoral. His eyes look so deeply interested and fascinated in my.. awakening, my birthing, my beginning and end.. My hand strokes down his back as myself and body fight to be separate, but I can't leave Grell. I continue my story knowing that if I have truly lost him, it might as well be forever, "That innocent soul whom never harmed an insect, faithful to his church, to his work, to the woman he wanted to marry.. a name I never looked long enough to remember.. Surprise a mugging would take him, already small, but with good pay they preyed on him. I not only watched but admired.. how they trapped him, how they taunted him and until he reduced to prayers for his life-" I pause a moment feeling remorse, guilt, shock of guilt that this was me. 

    Grell's hand took hold of my cheeks and shook my head slow left and right until our eyes connected. My heart skipped a beat at such eyes and shot up straight to my arse as if I had been saved from drowning. "That's not you.." he whispers hugging around my neck, "the beast you carry is no monster.. that killer died.. that hunger in you feasts on rage, power, lust, filling yes.. but you are more.. You love, and the stronger you love, that hunger becomes less, and less." My eyes stare into the eyes of my enchantress, "do you love?" Grell whispers asking me, "more than I hunger," I admit to myself. Had I not loved him, would we even have come this far? My beast knew how far he'd come for me, but did not realize how far I'd go for him. "Finish darling, and after.. you made feed me," his pink lips kiss together and slow smirk causes my eyes to steadily roam up to his. Such control. I'm in awe, before I could voice anything he lays his head on my chest listening, I feel sobered, refreshed. New.

    "Right.. Like a lowly animal picking at scraps of other hunters, I finished the man, cutting his throat.. Standing over him, I grew disgusted, his life too pure, not worth the kill.. My night did not end with him, but his killers, the pleasure I took in taking each one of them shocks me.. frightens me, though I adore it as an in accomplishment of my youth.." I tell him drifting only in more of the past a swift moment but feeling Grell's needs firm against my leg. The thoughts of the things I did in a matter of a single night clenched my teeth and raced my heart, but what is racing his now. "darling.." Grell's head lifted after hearing my heart race and placed a hand on my waist kissing my chin to gain my full attention. Dazing some in his eyes my breath returns and he knew that these eyes carried something more dangerous than simple fighting skills. "I know the story you speak of.. I know it far too well.." Grell finishes his eyes dangerously dilated filled with lust and something else I can't place my finger on.. Admiration? No... It is.. Respect..

     My Jack the Ripper did not think he was the only one in history books did he?.."Yes, you my dear will not be the only one remembered for your.. actions.." I smirk saying adoring this new look in his eyes, "No, I was not the first Reaper killer, but I alone changed the rules that were to what they are today.." I finish bewitched by Grell's low pants and his needs firming on my stomach as he sat up more. Nails clawing to my shoulders and his body tensing at the thought of meeting his match. Grell's eyes widened more as I grow more fond of his attraction to me and as I tilt my head watching the glint in his eyes roaming like mine. "You know.." he speaks firmly lifting my right hand to his lips and sucking my moist fingers, "they say, you can always tell a killer.. by their eyes," his whispers staring down in my eyes feeling the beast within me rise and growl deeply. He claws down my chest and stomach just staring at me with this commanding eyes, "Quit," he demands gripping my member just right and I growl lower.

    He knows I'm in his possession, that I'm no longer my own self, I'm his.. My mind softly fazes as my hands rub down his wet soft skin gripping his hips pulling him forward on me, "Do as I say," he says rubbing down my length fondling my sack before pulling slowly. Growling lower I near whimper for his true touch but nod submitting only slightly, he leans his head to my ear and I tense my muscles contracting and keep my hands gentle to him even as my nail sting his skin. "I'll tame you.. but first.. show me," he whispers out and a sharp groan escapes me as he bites my ear til a gentle trickle of blood runs down my neck and chest. W-Why would he want to see such a thing, c-cause such a thing, let loose.. me..

    The pressure he places on my chest gives me orders to follow his unspoken instructions, the bubbles near gone I stare in his eyes without fear. My head submerges under the water and the once cold water began to heat and broil against my flesh. The seconds of seconds of power and pure urge begins to consume my mind and my eyes sees red. Only red, gorgeous, dangerous, t-too much red..

     "_____!" Grell shouts pressing me against the wall in my bedroom, near having bashed my head gripping the back of hair just right. My senses return only slight, and before I could ask questions as to how, when, or why my body is no longer in my control. Grell's body fights with mine for dominance with scratches and hunger growls and moans excellently. His tongue like fire burns and feeds me, no tasting, no sweet caressing and feelings of only love, but this pure.. hunger. "Go to bed," he orders biting my lip and like an animal I growl for more but cannot reach for his hands secure in my hair. No longer in words I communicate, in my mind I am here but my body isn't ruled by me, though listens to him. "Go," thin teasing eyebrows bounce with emphasis staring at me. My eyes do not feel like my own, my shoulders sway like tiger stalking. These eyes of ours staring deeply into each others like two beasts circling, waiting for a weakness to emerge. My arse wet sits stiffly on my bed, my thighs tight ready to launch off the bed if he so willed. He struts to me using his Reaper strength to push me back further on the bed my head near hitting the wall. I'm lost as he pins my shoulders down and his knees dig into my sides. "when I say go, no hesitations," he says with clenched teeth and growls as my shoulders lift off the bed testing his strength. "Be still," he commands but warmth enters more into his tone, not harsh or forced, elegant and mesmerizing.. my heart is softened with word..

    My nose breathes out steam as my shoulders ease to the bed, my heels itch with anticipation and want for him to set us free. As my body stills I feels his member rub along my stomach like a thick warm snake. My head falls back seduced by his touch, my neck stretching as if his snake crosses my neck wishing to tighten but only teases me. I roar low feeling his tongue trace firmly up my throat to my lips. "you are mine," he whispers clawing at my chest and down my stomach gasping as if he is being made love by two of me just from my taste alone. "s-say it and you can have me," he tells me looking deeper and closer in my eyes with a hint of fear but with trust and faith so deep it overwhelms me to comply. My growling ceases and I stare into my tamer, my words firm and assuring, the beast within me flows like blood in my veins and see with my heart as I speak, "I am yours.. only.." Grell looks into my eyes a moment more unwavering and closes his eyes leaning his head back facing the sky, "take me.." Take him I shall.. Take him I will.. take him I have.. I don't remember anything after his words, this entry leads to a climax that is only felt in remembering it.. But I will say, that the feeling, that our passion or fire, or whatever name one could find.. A child born of pure lust, rage, and bliss would have grown within his womb had this life made him able.. A child of poetic chaos.

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Shoujo Grell- by VannyNuovaluna      
    "Oh come now Grell, it's just a little funk, _____ will bounce back with no problem," my mother says seasoning some dish before placing it in the oven. Grell sighed stirring the stew and smiles at me playing board games with my siblings, "Yeah, I know he will," she says turning back to her cooking. My eyes can't help roaming her soft cheeks and neck, she placed her hair in a bun which is rare but oh so very stunning to me. I tilt my head nibbling my lip, "____?" Josh pats my leg and I jump from my thoughts of gripping such hair later. "Oh, yeah?" I look up some and smile wiping down my face of any blush, "It's your move bro," he says pointing at the Monopoly game. Love hate this game, love winning, hate how long it takes.. but then again, "sweet endurance," I whisper rolling the dice, "YES!" I shout and pump my fist. "I'd love to buy this railroad my good sir," I say to Josh who plays banker and occasionally for one of our sisters. She checks her cell phone every other turn and by now Josh places for her. "Here you go," I pay him the fake money and he hands me the card. "This shall bring me millions," I tell them playfully and kisses the card. My younger brother chuckles short, mostly frustrated he is losing all his money to me, "Ok, ok my go..." he takes breath after saying and rolls the dice then pulling a card. "Damn it!" he shouts and my eyes widen. Crap, "Did I just hear that out your mouth?" our mother looks from the kitchen and my siblings points at the true baby boy of the family. I watch his face grow pale as he began crawling back at our mother approaching, "Damn it," I say sighing near mimicking his incredibly high voice. It will never be a quiet evening if I don't play this out, I toss my cards on the table and act upset. He turns to me and I begin paying him all my money, "I'm out," shrugging some I stand up stretching. I wink to him twisting my waist for him to play along. "I-I told you to be aware ____," he plays along nervously staring from me to our mother. I sigh knowing he isn't much of actor I punch his arm playfully. My mother looks at me and my hands find her shoulders leading her back to the kitchen with me. "Those kids get better at that game every time," I finish my act and chuckle walking to Grell and my mother looks to my brother with a death glare as if to say 'I'm watching you.' "Oh mom it just slipped," I state while leaning my lower back onto the counter gently poking Grell's side as she cooks and twirls the wooden spoon in the pot. She giggles looking at me with loving eyes, "Even so, he shouldn't use that sort of language.. I'm not raising him to view it as acceptable," my mother says sighing with crossed arms looking to the kids from time to time. "Kids are little people Mrs.____" Grell starts while turning towards us smiling, "Oh please darling call me, Lily," she says placing a soft hand on Grell's hand. Her smile makes me smile as Grell looks to me a bit excited, "Yes ma'am Lily, ____ here cursed worse than a sailor younger than Donny. One thing it shows is he still respects you enough to not do it openly in front of you because you disagree," Grell tells my youthful ways while calling my brother a nickname she gave when he was younger having done a sneeze making him sound like Donald Duck once. I was confused even then if I were to take offense, but I didn't then and won't now. Nodding at the comment I give a gentle shrug before saying, "Yeah, I was a terrible little kid, but I can say I never cursed in front of you guys til late teens." That in itself, is quite an accomplishment, looking up to the ceiling I feel Grell's arms wrap around my waist. Her soft hair lays under my prickly chin and I feel her ear press on my heart, "You were angry then, but you are better now, yeah?" she asks looking into my eyes. My warm trap these eyes of hers, to have waited so long and have them finally, I can never lie again. "Much better.." I reply kissing her nose and rub through her hair into the bun feeling life be easy for however long it will last. "So cute.. Is dinner ready my dear?" my mother asks us gushing soft blush and holding her heart. "Almost Lily, just a little bit longer... Now will you go put on a decent pair of pants darling?" Grell plays housewife well in front of my mother, she walks to the stove and begins stirring the pot. She looks back at me up and down causing my eyebrow to arch as my head lowers but my eyes stuck to hers. What are you thinking little Red, "Alright fine, but I'm getting dessert later no matter what you say," I tell her playfully while I smirk leaving. "Oh I want dessert too," my siblings begin to hop in their seats and smile causing a bit of chaos. I'm sure my mother may have blushed at what true meaning of dessert I meant. Leaving Grell to explain my meaning of dessert I enter our bedroom, slipping out the pants I walk to the closet looking for suitable dinnerware. This shall be the one of very few times I shall do this.. Surprise company will honestly have to deal with my jogging pants and no underwear. I wore this even when living with them all, honestly they should be used to this, for Grell's sake I make a good impression to my own family. Had they arrived 30 ish minutes late, the awkward pillow on my lap for the first half hour would not had to been. "hmm," I sigh my stress away putting on my khaki slacks I forgot I owned, truly terrible but dinner worthy I suppose. "Dinner's ready," Grell smiles and walks in on me adjusting my shaft. I smirk some pulling my hand away as she fusses "Oh... oh no baby, please don't," her eyes widen and she pushes me aside softly more mortified by the pants than what I was doing to myself. I laugh blocking the closet, "Nope," I say chuckling picking her up on my shoulder. As I walk out the room she giggles slapping my arse and I grip her thigh playfully for more giggles. "Good gracious, the newlywed syndrome," my mother says while I place Grell to her feet and smile kissing her warm lips. "Hmm.. I think we've passed that," Grell speaks to me staring in my eyes, she plays with the hair on the nap of my neck. "I agree, we are after newlywed.. we are wed.. we are a... family" I whisper kissing her softly once more holding her lips leaning my forehead on hers as she blush feeling the same. "Mm.. Ok, let's eat," I tell them all happily feeling closer to my family than ever. They come and share sits and plastic chairs from sports events placed around the barely 4 sitter table. I help Grell into her seat and before I sit down fully she stands smiling with a paper cup full of wine my mother bought. "Attention family, Lily, kids.. I have news," she says and I tilt my head looking to my mother who shot me a glance to ask if Grell's pregnant. I shake my head having forgot it isn't possible.. though I wish, "I.. have been accepted to a 2nd audition for a musical!" Grell tells all squeaking happily and jumps up several times. I meet her in the air hugging her tightly too happy for words and incredibly proud of her. "Congrats Babe," I say blinking quickly trying to remember when she even auditioned the first time, "Thank you babe, I didn't want to tell you until you were feeling better," she near whispers shying away from my eyes holding my hand. A cute little woman you are, I wish to say to her, and will later.. She looks to my eyes with soft tears as I lift this cute little chin of hers, "You can tell me of great things any and every time you wish so, I love to hear any news from you baby," I speak softly and kiss her forehead holding her like the heart from my chest. My love you shall fly as high as you wish, and I'll forever be by your side. 

To Be Continued...
This is a bit newly written this year, again it has been a near 1-2 year between stories so the styles may change a bit.. I've reread them all and hope the transition is liked.. Hopefully less mistakes :D After number 40 I will speed things up a bit, I really want to end it at 50. Thanks for reading and keeping up with it the story for such a long time. Awesome readers :D<3
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    "Mm... you'd think this thing would have healed fully by now," I say turning some on my side in bed, I look at the gunshot wound and see if it is infected or something it's been about 2-ish months. This sh*t is really getting annoying, but then again I really do not want to go back to the hospital, not that one. "Oh honey it is getting better, just healing slower since you aren't eating the good stuff," Grell tells me using such soft hands to examine my back where the bullet left me. "and what exactly is the good stuff babe?" I smile looking at him from behind and he kisses my cheek, "You'll find out tonight mister," he says nibbling my ear causing me to moan softly and breath out. "I can't wait, if this is it," I growl playfully rolling on top of him in our bed, I drown in these lips feel such soft hands bring my shirt over my head. "Mm, this isn't it but it can be," Grell gives out a breathy moan wrapping his legs around my waist placing the heels of his feet on the back of my thighs. His warm intoxicating skin, he is love, passion, desire in my hands and I wish to give him every inch of it from me, all that I have. "baby.." he whispers as I lick down his neck unbuttoning my green flannel shirt he choice to wear on our only off day together. "yes sexy," I say whispering on his skin noticing that small hint of question in his voice, "it's been a week since we- we saw your dad," Grell rubs through my hair as I pause my lips on his skin. Why is this coming up, "he isn't my father.. not anymore, why-.. He didn't mess-" I sit up on my hands and knees and Grell lifts off his back some laying back on his elbows looking only in my eyes. These eyes could hold such secrets to destroy me, but as they are from this red light of love for me, I wouldn't care. "No, no.. I haven't seen nor heard from him, but your mom.. Darling she loves you so much, and Josh and your siblings really do miss you," he says as I sigh away the mood and lay my head on his stomach closing my eyes, I know this, I miss them too. They were background noise to my life, but they were my family, more so that I'm glad they were. Cassy and Grell I choice as my family, which means more, I was odd but more of father figure than our own father. "I miss them too babe, but what am I to do? Between your work and school, and my jobs, how and when can we keep this new beautiful life we have going and hold on to such things we can't change?.." I ask sighing rubbing softly along his side listening to his heart beat through his stomach. "babe, it's simple.. Holidays like normal people do.. Your big sister is like a ghost to the family, but what happens every big holiday? She's there with a different boyfriend, or hobby, she's free but she remembers her roots, even when they don't acknowledge her," Grell looks down at me and rubs softly through my hair and along my shoulder. "How do you think she feels to be the oldest child, doing things right but not having a talent like you and looked over?.. I'm sure very crappy, but she tries," I never thought about that, I never thought about her, or anyone else really. "fuck.." I whisper looking confused bringing my eyebrows to the middle, "yeah, parents are suppose to treat their children.. better than that.. and you my love, should give them the example they need. Not just your younger sisters and brothers, but even to your parents," I breath deeply tossing around the idea of fixing things outside of myself. I never thought I'd feel this way, that I feel ok enough to help others, there is blind generosity, but to feel like I'm righting a wrong of my soul, of this world. My heart beats faster and my eyes widen, "you really are an angel.." I say looking into his eyes and he smiles with blush. "I'm bridge of two worlds baby, and I need my music man back into his zone.. at the restaurant you haven't been shining as you normally do. You are not alone, and it's not just you and me in our world, but you and I in our world within in a world.. We still have to walk outside, and you should be smiling every time you do. Not just with thought of me, but of other beautiful things. You fix things while the wound is still open, and once it heals nothing inside would feel broken, heal from the inside out," Grell tells me twisting a finger along my lightly haired chin. I smile tilting my head kissing his hand, "don't look at me like that.. I have to give a motivational speech at the LGBT club next Monday, for the newspaper and it pays well.." he says with a smirk chuckling putting at hand on my 'So in love' face. "So you were practicing on me," I hold his hips and slid him down the bed bringing his warm arse to my thighs, his eyes widen and bites his lip innocently. "Maybe.. but what are you going to do about it, if I was," he smirks blushing climbing into my lap, he licks up my neck and ear into my hair. I shiver and bounce my eyebrows crawling over him laying him to his back and look into his shining eyes smiling at me, "My sexy lady, that's who," Grell chuckles such a cute laugh and I look at her like the little woman she is, always have been. She shares her soft lips with me and I caress the outside of her thighs when some unlucky person knocks at the door. Grell stares in my eyes shocked as if her secret has been spilled, "Oh baby who's that?"I ask with a bit of whine someone is appearing on my only off day and first day Grell and I could make love from sun to moon if we wished. "Um.. it maybe a few of your family members?" she says wiggling from under me running to find nice jeans to wear with my too big flannel shirt. "If you weren't looking adorable right now, I tell you.. I'd be a little upset," I sigh and roll to my back pinching my fingers of how much I can stand of us not breaking in our bed truly. "oh please, you'll still get something special.. if you're nice,"she says tossing me my hoodie and wiggles her finger calling me to her. "I'll be nice babe, but no surprises like this anymore, yeah," I ask her softly looking in her eyes and she looks soft and serious. "Ok doll, I won't," she say and we kiss in agreement, I look down at my hard situation and try to hide it and she chuckles and blushes. "Oh yeah, definitely I'll tell you before," she walks in front of me helping hiding my bulge all while giggling.

To Be Continued...
This is a bit newly written this year, again it has been a near 1-2 year between stories so the styles may change a bit.. I've reread them all and hope the transition is liked.. Hopefully less mistakes :D After number 40 I will speed things up a bit, I really want to end it at 50. Thanks for reading and keeping up with it the story for such a long time. Awesome readers :D<3

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    This is strange, I have to face them again, after the shit they put me through I still come to them. Why? It feels like so long since I seen their faces, and now I have to see them this way. A month of hardship and happiness has felt better than living with them, how does one even explain this. I sigh rubbing more in my hair holding Grell tighter to my chest "You can do this love," Grell looks in my eyes and gives such a smile that soothes the electric veins pulsing on my heart with anxiety. Look at those eyes, those eyes could bring me back, they have brought me back from the dead. I live now, with him, and this life.. nothing ever could destroy again.. not even myself.. "Yeah babe, let's go.." I say with a sigh walking down the long hallway to the room. I don't even know what happened, it could be this new life I lead that I'm not understanding why I care, but I do. I care for them, for me with Grell came life, true emotion, love.. Sadness and pain I know well but with him, they feel new.. and that's what scares me.. I smile softly in his eyes as he walks a step in front of me holding my hand, he is like an angel truly. My lips surprise him as I kiss the back of his head. "We're here.. 367.. you-.. you wouldn't mind I-" he speaks softly looking down from the window of the door and I stop him quietly. "It's fine, I won't be long.." I say and kiss his cheek, he smiles softly and steps aside as I open the door holding his hand til I enter completely. I look up and around seeing such a familiar room as mine, but bright white curtains blocking off a bed with a figure sitting in the chair. I fear what I might see, what even happened? But I fear more leaving Grell alone for even a second, for a family that could careless about me until I'm completely broken. "_____, my baby boy," my mother sniffs and stands from my father's bed side and walks to me hugging me. "H-Hi... mom," I say hesitantly but softer than ever I called her, she looks into my eyes and her eyes seem softer. She seems more genuine, more caring, different, "you look well.." I muster to say and she looks more softer at my words her nose turning red and she hugs me tight in her arms.. t-they are warmer than I remember.. I gulp silently and pat her back warmly unsure how to hug her again, she is feeling very new to me. She's not my problem anymore, and I'm not her's, perhaps it's best we were always meant to be separate. She sniffs loudly and looks to my eyes, "I-Is- Is your girlfriend here?..." she blushes asking me and looks outside the room. I look back and see Grell peek through the window and smile at him, "yeah, mom... she is.." a soft joy in my voice rose surprising her causing a breath to fill her lungs. "Oh that's.. wonderful.. I'm going to go say hi, give you two men some privacy," she rubs through her loose hair almost unkempt, which is far unlike her. As far back I remember she looked like the perfect housewife, the high republican housewife that hold bible and PTA meetings for the rich and stupid. Now she looks, human... "______, is that you?" my father wheezes in his breath and I walk more to him, of course money and status gets you your own room.. Drawing a slow breath I walk more to see his face, he looks fine, a little pale but breathing. "H-hey dad.. what happened?" I asked walking to where my mother sat, before I could awkwardly attempt a hug he holds out his hand to shake. I happily shake it rather than hug him. "Nothing to cause so much fuss, I tell you that woman will be the death of me... You'd know that if you dated one long enough," my eyes squint at his words as I still stood over him. Sighing deeply and openly at his remark I sit down, "why the hell are siting, I never said you could.. I'm just to tell you what happened so you can get back to fuc-" I stopped him standing quickly and walked to the window, the blood rushed up my wrist and arm as my fist felt the need to connect to his teeth and mouth repeatedly. I preferred him drunk and quiet, this, this is my true father... Why would I even think he could change, I've been lead into a trap. I should have known this would happen his.. bitterness infects the room. "_____! Turn around and face me as I speak!" he yells like a cat in a bag and I simply watch the sun set in the horizon, what I'd give to drive off now, chase that sun, me and Grell. It's him, my father is the only one to make me feel any place is a prison with him, misery truly loves company. "People who are hurting, hurt people.. those that resist the urge to hurt others suffer in silence.. sometimes even destroying themselves before harming the innocent..." I state softly and turn on my heel with my hand clutching my other hand behind my back. I look into his eyes as he mutters under his breath walking more to him, "men don't mutter," I say turning my head to the door sighing softly at the sad pathetic wasted attempt of clearing the air. Why did I waste my time, Grell's time, why am I here? My muse tricked me?... or is it that my muse had to open me fully to receive this moment.. this last act attempt at peace with them.. "It's because of you.." he says causing me to look to his pale eyes, "that's not true.." I speak quietly feeling thrown by such words. My eyebrows burrow as I stare at him and my heart feels as if the sharpest knife reopened a healed wound.. "You, my fucking f*g son.. not even my son.. you.. had the best possible of life and you throw it away.. SPOILED! Privileged little shit you are.." I look unphased by his words as the blood from my heart leaves me.. I-I.. he.. it isn't true.. "that's a fucking lie" I repeat once more as he stares more sternly at me, "The hell it's a lie.. Stressing over you.. over your little arse sl*t, I had a heart attack and nearly died from the stress you put on me. Worrying if you would die today, or kill yourself tomorrow, or if you'd kill us all in your sleep. I never knew I'd have such a freak son!" he yells at me and I grit my teeth stepping back. "You are the worst.. I never asked anything of you-" "YOU DON'T EVER ASK FOR ANYTHING. YOU'RE NOTHING!" he yells sitting up in his bed his heart monitor going crazy. I stare up at the ceiling keeping tears from me and breathes deeper as they roll and sighs them out unable to hold to my last will with this man.. "You are here not because of me, you drank yourself here.. you lost all fucking respect for yourself long ago.. you.. my role model? drank yourself here, in front of your kid.. in front of your oldest son for years, and you expect me to be normal.." I clench my fist again wiping my face.. "Instead of surrounding yourself with other drunks at my music events, you could have been there for me.. So what your wife left you, you have a kid.. you had kids, they had their fucking hearts broken too, but you.. you are the worst.. you created a broken home, and then you blame others.. you are weak.." I say stepping away from the bed seeing him red with tears staring as if he wished to kill me.. I'd never die.. not by his or any others.. If I had only one reason to live, he stands outside that door, with a smile that heals me and takes this urge to drink myself here. As long as he and I exist together I shall never be here again.. "I never want to see you again.. you-.. you're no son of mine.." he speaks angered with pride breathing heavier. "fine.." I walk to the door and look blindly at Grell before stumbling some into his arms. His thin arms hold me up as I shakily grip a chair and sit, "____, what happened?" my mother runs towards us with coffee handing one to Grell, at least they are somewhat getting along. I take the sip first and hand it back to Grell staring deeper in her eyes not trusting if she'd do anything to it. She stares softly back in mine knowing my reasoning for doing so "_____.. whatever your father said, he didn't mean it.. the medication has made him-" she begins to cover the words of her husband whom she doesn't know all of. I've seen him broken for years, he can't be fixed, then again.. neither could I.. "We need some time apart..." I place my hand on hers as she holds mine, she gasps softly and looks more shocked and hurt to me. "W-wha, I-I just, Grell and I were talking about trying Thanksgiving together, and your brothers and sisters want to see you on Christmas and do the tree," she starts crying and speaking lower, I look on as Grell walks to her side placing his arm softly along her shoulders... what is.. Sighing roughly I lean back in the chair, "it's not you.. this family, isn't mine anymore.. I'm not apart of it, and I won't go against his wishes.." I stand as my mother falls back a bit paralyzed by the words I speak. "he says I'm no longer his son.. from now on, I won't be-" "But you're mine!" she stands and yells fiercely at me and beats her fists on my chest unphasing to me. "I gave birth to you, I was sh*tty, and did so much that wasn't me, but son, baby boy.. ____, you inspired me, you gave me hope to be me again, to love who I love, and live as freely as I wish.. we get one life, and I hate it took me so long to change, to the moment I first felt abandoned by my own son.. I gave that pain to you, and I'd beg forgiveness before I'd ever lose you again.. just as I'm getting you back.." I hold her arms before she'd kneel.. and I hug her tightly, I cry in her arms feeling feelings I thought I'd never feel again. Remorse, compassion for her, truth and trust in her words, sincerity.. "you won't lose me.. not ever.. in anyway.. I'm your son even if not his, but I won't go near that man.." I say holding her tightly reassuring that I won't be the cause for anymore of their stress in my death or thoughts of it. "I'm happy.. I'm truly happy with my girlfriend.. with Grell," I look at Grell still holding my mother up. "We need to focus on being adults, making it in life, reaching our dreams... I won't have my family around such a toxic being.." I tell her kissing her forehead and stepping back holding Grell's hand as he blushes a deep red. "Family?" he whispers softly looking down, "Yeah.. mine.. if you'll have me.." I turn to him blushing a deep red.. there is too much going on now. "Babe.. baby, I'll have you.. but not this way.."Grell softly rubs along my slow growing beard. "I see your muse open in your eyes and you are feeling too much at once.. I won't let this be how we start our quest, I want your eyes looking in mine," he tells me as my head swims and I lean my head on his. I can't tell if it is a yes or a no, my head hurts. So does my side, I groan softly holding my side and Grell turns me to my mother. "He needs his pain meds, maybe, we can have you over for dinner sometime.." Grell looks at my mother staring at us as if she sees us as we naturally are.. hearts truly in love.. "I-I'll be fine with that.. bring by the kids, they may love it there.. but-" I speak at her then ache more feeling too much pain to really stand right now. "I won't.." she says cutting me off as I look to her eyes, my eyes plead never to allow that man find out where we live.. I don't fear him, but for him to take the home from my love. I'd never see any of them again.. I nod softly walking with Grell to the elevators feeling a peace with only him alone.. He stares goal driven to get me to the car and I hold his hand warmly in mine sweating some in the pain. The angel of my mental pain and guardian of my physical pain, a love unlike any other.. He looks at me blushing and concerned, "I love you.." I kiss his hand rubbing along his pale little fingers. "I love you more.." he says kissing me with such soft warm lips taking my breath. I stare in his eyes wanting to give this world and all it's glory to him walking to the car, "Put your seat belt on," he says smiling and starting the car, that smile, those eyes.. can cure every part of me...
To Be Continued...
Still a bit of this was written and I believe the next works are newly written of this story, but not as new as a few others. After number 40 I will speed things up a bit, not that I don't like writing this story or anything.. The opposite, but slow and steady will not win this race, and it deserves a proper end. Who knows, you may even like it ;) Thanks for reading. 

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    "Oh come now Grell, it's just a little funk, _____ will bounce back with no problem," my mother says seasoning some dish before placing it in the oven. Grell sighed stirring the stew and smiles at me playing board games with my siblings, "Yeah, I know he will," she says turning back to her cooking. My eyes can't help roaming her soft cheeks and neck, she placed her hair in a bun which is rare but oh so very stunning to me. I tilt my head nibbling my lip, "____?" Josh pats my leg and I jump from my thoughts of gripping such hair later. "Oh, yeah?" I look up some and smile wiping down my face of any blush, "It's your move bro," he says pointing at the Monopoly game. Love hate this game, love winning, hate how long it takes.. but then again, "sweet endurance," I whisper rolling the dice, "YES!" I shout and pump my fist. "I'd love to buy this railroad my good sir," I say to Josh who plays banker and occasionally for one of our sisters. She checks her cell phone every other turn and by now Josh places for her. "Here you go," I pay him the fake money and he hands me the card. "This shall bring me millions," I tell them playfully and kisses the card. My younger brother chuckles short, mostly frustrated he is losing all his money to me, "Ok, ok my go..." he takes breath after saying and rolls the dice then pulling a card. "Damn it!" he shouts and my eyes widen. Crap, "Did I just hear that out your mouth?" our mother looks from the kitchen and my siblings points at the true baby boy of the family. I watch his face grow pale as he began crawling back at our mother approaching, "Damn it," I say sighing near mimicking his incredibly high voice. It will never be a quiet evening if I don't play this out, I toss my cards on the table and act upset. He turns to me and I begin paying him all my money, "I'm out," shrugging some I stand up stretching. I wink to him twisting my waist for him to play along. "I-I told you to be aware ____," he plays along nervously staring from me to our mother. I sigh knowing he isn't much of actor I punch his arm playfully. My mother looks at me and my hands find her shoulders leading her back to the kitchen with me. "Those kids get better at that game every time," I finish my act and chuckle walking to Grell and my mother looks to my brother with a death glare as if to say 'I'm watching you.' "Oh mom it just slipped," I state while leaning my lower back onto the counter gently poking Grell's side as she cooks and twirls the wooden spoon in the pot. She giggles looking at me with loving eyes, "Even so, he shouldn't use that sort of language.. I'm not raising him to view it as acceptable," my mother says sighing with crossed arms looking to the kids from time to time. "Kids are little people Mrs.____" Grell starts while turning towards us smiling, "Oh please darling call me, Lily," she says placing a soft hand on Grell's hand. Her smile makes me smile as Grell looks to me a bit excited, "Yes ma'am Lily, ____ here cursed worse than a sailor younger than Donny. One thing it shows is he still respects you enough to not do it openly in front of you because you disagree," Grell tells my youthful ways while calling my brother a nickname she gave when he was younger having done a sneeze making him sound like Donald Duck once. I was confused even then if I were to take offense, but I didn't then and won't now. Nodding at the comment I give a gentle shrug before saying, "Yeah, I was a terrible little kid, but I can say I never cursed in front of you guys til late teens." That in itself, is quite an accomplishment, looking up to the ceiling I feel Grell's arms wrap around my waist. Her soft hair lays under my prickly chin and I feel her ear press on my heart, "You were angry then, but you are better now, yeah?" she asks looking into my eyes. My warm trap these eyes of hers, to have waited so long and have them finally, I can never lie again. "Much better.." I reply kissing her nose and rub through her hair into the bun feeling life be easy for however long it will last. "So cute.. Is dinner ready my dear?" my mother asks us gushing soft blush and holding her heart. "Almost Lily, just a little bit longer... Now will you go put on a decent pair of pants darling?" Grell plays housewife well in front of my mother, she walks to the stove and begins stirring the pot. She looks back at me up and down causing my eyebrow to arch as my head lowers but my eyes stuck to hers. What are you thinking little Red, "Alright fine, but I'm getting dessert later no matter what you say," I tell her playfully while I smirk leaving. "Oh I want dessert too," my siblings begin to hop in their seats and smile causing a bit of chaos. I'm sure my mother may have blushed at what true meaning of dessert I meant. Leaving Grell to explain my meaning of dessert I enter our bedroom, slipping out the pants I walk to the closet looking for suitable dinnerware. This shall be the one of very few times I shall do this.. Surprise company will honestly have to deal with my jogging pants and no underwear. I wore this even when living with them all, honestly they should be used to this, for Grell's sake I make a good impression to my own family. Had they arrived 30 ish minutes late, the awkward pillow on my lap for the first half hour would not had to been. "hmm," I sigh my stress away putting on my khaki slacks I forgot I owned, truly terrible but dinner worthy I suppose. "Dinner's ready," Grell smiles and walks in on me adjusting my shaft. I smirk some pulling my hand away as she fusses "Oh... oh no baby, please don't," her eyes widen and she pushes me aside softly more mortified by the pants than what I was doing to myself. I laugh blocking the closet, "Nope," I say chuckling picking her up on my shoulder. As I walk out the room she giggles slapping my arse and I grip her thigh playfully for more giggles. "Good gracious, the newlywed syndrome," my mother says while I place Grell to her feet and smile kissing her warm lips. "Hmm.. I think we've passed that," Grell speaks to me staring in my eyes, she plays with the hair on the nap of my neck. "I agree, we are after newlywed.. we are wed.. we are a... family" I whisper kissing her softly once more holding her lips leaning my forehead on hers as she blush feeling the same. "Mm.. Ok, let's eat," I tell them all happily feeling closer to my family than ever. They come and share sits and plastic chairs from sports events placed around the barely 4 sitter table. I help Grell into her seat and before I sit down fully she stands smiling with a paper cup full of wine my mother bought. "Attention family, Lily, kids.. I have news," she says and I tilt my head looking to my mother who shot me a glance to ask if Grell's pregnant. I shake my head having forgot it isn't possible.. though I wish, "I.. have been accepted to a 2nd audition for a musical!" Grell tells all squeaking happily and jumps up several times. I meet her in the air hugging her tightly too happy for words and incredibly proud of her. "Congrats Babe," I say blinking quickly trying to remember when she even auditioned the first time, "Thank you babe, I didn't want to tell you until you were feeling better," she near whispers shying away from my eyes holding my hand. A cute little woman you are, I wish to say to her, and will later.. She looks to my eyes with soft tears as I lift this cute little chin of hers, "You can tell me of great things any and every time you wish so, I love to hear any news from you baby," I speak softly and kiss her forehead holding her like the heart from my chest. My love you shall fly as high as you wish, and I'll forever be by your side. 

To Be Continued...
This is a bit newly written this year, again it has been a near 1-2 year between stories so the styles may change a bit.. I've reread them all and hope the transition is liked.. Hopefully less mistakes :D After number 40 I will speed things up a bit, I really want to end it at 50. Thanks for reading and keeping up with it the story for such a long time. Awesome readers :D<3

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I love Grell Sutcliff from Black Butler, yeah, one day was looking for a lot of Grell and Male fan fic, didn't find any, and thought you know I should write some, hopefully start a trend, I don't it has caught on yet, but I have put some nice ones out their to get some started. With that, I got here, yup and I am loving it. I don't ever draw the people I love, like Grell, for fear of altering their beautiful imperfections. I love hands, I love to draw hands, hands are my favorite part of the body. That and another thing, that makes me have a naughty mind. :P
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littleXdemonXdreamer Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the Llama! <: 
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lovegrell21 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2016  Student Artist
Very welcome :D
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toosie1221 Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2015
Thanks for the watch
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lovegrell21 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2015  Student Artist
Welcome :3
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toosie1221 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2015
:)
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Crizadewolf Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
omg you like black butler??!! i think i love you!!!
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