Black Butler, Grell/Madam Red, the color of passion
The first time they fuck is after they kill Annie. Madam Red knows her name from her brief conversation with Grell, while Madam Red was waiting in the shadows with her fingers too-tight around the hilt of the knife. Annie was old and not attractive at all, and Madam Red feels as though she might have killed a part of her own old, ugly self. She doesn't feel guilt, but she's crying anyway, her face already wet with blood. "It serves her right," she says, her voice raw and rough. Next to her in the clinic, Grell purrs.
"Yessss," he says. His hand is sticky against her cheek, and he gets down on his knees as a proper butler should. "Yes, that's it! That anger, that anger!" He sighs, high-pitched and obscenely content, and Madam Red feels a slow hunger move in her.
She shifts on the chair, hitching up her plain, blood-spattered skirts. She'll have to order him to burn them, later, once she's changed. "Grell~." She lets her voice go sweet and high pitched.
Grell doesn't like other women-- doesn't like women, she corrects herself. But he'll do this, after a kill, sharp faced and already sated, wild and passionate and covered in blood. He stuck his lips out in a wild exaggerated pout, but he leaned in, spreading his lips so that she could feel his teeth hard and sharp against her, pressing but not breaking skin. His tongue was wild and nimble-- and, oh, any man would be grateful for that skill, and she was the one who owned him.
His hands were tight around her bare thighs as she moved against him, languid and liquid, heat coiling in her until she arched up and came against Grell's mouth. He pulled away with a noise of distaste, flapping his hands around as if to cleanse them, but Madam Red didn't mind. He wasn't the one she wanted, but he and his chainsaw and the blood they spilled all over themselves filled something inside her, and the orgasms were better than she got from her other suitors.
She stood up, brushed off her skirt, and went into the smaller room to change.