My laptop will not allow me to access my pictures tonight, so I humbly offer this little Grell fantasy drabble to appease you. I hope you enjoy, my darlings. Btw, this was before I discovered the magic of my Undertaker ~Grell You walk slowly into a candlelit room and take a seat at a small table, set cosily for two. A door opens and Sebastian, dressed in black, eyes faintly glowing red, approaches, one hand extended. He takes your hand, raises it to his lips and turns it over to lay a soft kiss on your wrist. The whole time, his eyes are magnetically locked with yours. He reaches for the bottle of wine on the table after releasing your hand and pours a delicately scented vintage into the two crystal glasses on the table. Sebastian raises one, swirls it gently then walks slowly behind you. His free hand cups your neck and slides down to rest on uour shoulders. You raise your head and he brings the glass to your lips. His lips replace his hand on your shoulder and with a trembling gasp, you swallow wine.....your cheeks tinted with a rosy blush. Sebastians warm breath drifts lazily across your hair and your eyes close in anticipation. The room feels like it is spinning as you are enraptured by the entrancing miasma of your demon lover. Sebastian straightens, still watching, with eyes half open, gleaming with a fiery red passion. Come, my lady. he says, allowing you to clasp his extended hand. You are swallowed into his arms, the satin of his lapels caressing your still blushing cheeks. Aviolin hauntingly begins to play the strains of a Viennese waltz and breathless, you swirl about the room in the arms of your hearts dream. The ruby strands of your hair flow with the music and you lift your emerald gaze to meet the crimson orbs of Sebastian. Your breath escapes in shuddering gasps as you find yourself completely and utterly entangled in the reality of your dreams. The music continues but the two of you stop, only your hearts are dancing together as slowly, blissfully, Sebastians lips capture your own. The feel of those lips on yours, your heart feels like it will explode violently in your chest. Your hands move caressingly up his back, pulling him closer to you as your lips continue their heated dance. You part and your head falls against his chest. His strong slender fingers twine themselves into your crimson tresses, gently raising your head so you can meet his eyes. Sebastian, his chest lightly heaving, looks deeply at you, into your soul, his tongues delicately wetting his lips before he speaks. Grell, my love, stay by my side for all eternity! Without waiting for your answer, the demon captures your lips with his as all the candles in e room, blow silently out.
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 02:41:55 +0000
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