Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Ronald

           “I say, all these handsome men are simply becoming too much.” Grell fanned himself. “I may soon have to retire from hosting. Heavens knows what may happen if I don't.” He giggled, while walking in a rather silly fashion up to you. “You ready to play? Follow me my dear.” Grell grasped your hand and took you to the center of the room. Before he'd even lifted the purse up for you to choose an item, the large double doors to the room sung open.

“Sorry I'm late, I had to finish up some things at work.” Ronald smiled wide. “I'm here now though. Oh, and it looks like my partner's all ready to play.” He strutted up to you and took your hand. “Why do you look so surprised? Didn't think I'd show?”

“Ronald, you can't just barge in here and steal the player. You have to go by the rules.” Grell stomped his feet in anger.

“I wasn't here for the rules though, so they don't apply to me.” Ronald's smile widened as he led you to the closet. Grell was still standing in the middle of the room, jaw dropped. “I guess I'll shut the door then. See you guys in seven.” Ronald shut the door and found you on the floor. “That was actually pretty close, I was afraid Grell was going to beat me.”

“You would have deserved it. Strutting in here, acting like you own the game. Especially when Grell's been working so hard the whole time to keep things in order.” You teased.

“I had to, if I hadn't.” Ronald took your hands in his. “I wouldn't have gotten the chance to be in here with you.” Though you knew his words held no weight, you still blushed. “See, it all makes sense now doesn't it?” Without hesitation, Ronald leaned in close to you and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. He held your hands close to his chest and snuggled closer to you. When he pulled away a moment later, he released your hands brought you into his lap. He almost immediately moved his hands under your clothes.

“Whoa there Ronald, calm down will you?” You moved back slightly, giving you a little distance from him. “We only have seven minutes in here. I don't think it would be to smart to try anything too daring now.”

Ronald just sat there, staring at you with a blank expression. “Only seven minutes, calm down? What kind of sick game is this?” He rubbed his forehead, looking distressed at the news you'd just delivered. “There's no way I can get anything done in that short amount of time. No way at all” He let out a long sigh. “Oh well, better get done what I can then.” Ronald smiled wide once again, pulling you back into his arms and squeezing you tight. Now knowing that his time was limited, he sped up his kissing, letting them become completely random.. He massaged your back in all the sore, tender places, making you go almost completely limp. “Hey, don't drool on me now, that would just look weird.” He let out a little laugh and nuzzled his nose in your neck.

Grell opened the door and saw you almost comatose from the massage. “Oh my, I do believe you've made her one very happy girl Ronald, you naughty boy you.” He giggled. “Now hurry alone, the next players are already ready and waiting.”

Ronald lifted you from the floor and smiled. “What can I say, I'm good with my hands.” Grell started to fan himself again as Ronald carried you to the couch. “So, like I said before, seven minutes isn't long enough to get anything at all done.” He smiled. “You wouldn't be interested in maybe going out with me sometime would you?” A slight blush fell across Ronald's face. “I'll throw in another massage if you say yes.”

“If there's another massage involved, I'll go wherever you want with you.” The evil grin that exploded across Ronald's face made you regret saying that before you had even finished.