A/N: Drabble. 100 words. No more, no less.
Warnings: Mild sexual content.
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"On your knees," William growled, scythe against Grell's throat; a threat, a warning, a... something and Grell would've grinned, showing off sharp, pointy shark-teeth, had he not known that it was a different game this time around.
"I'm sorry?" Grell tried, fighting back a sneer even as his hands travelled up William's legs; up, up and inwards, and...
And the scythe cut skin.
"Down," William growled. Ignorant, not knowing, no... knowing, but ignoring all the same what the sight and smell and feeling of blood did to Grell.
He wanted more of it, to adore and worship.
"Your mouth, only."