Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Wolfram

       The last couple had just returned from the closet, leaving it vacant for the next two players. As Sebastian rose to his feet in order to pick out one of those players, the large, heavy doors that lead into the grand, still very crowded game room swung open. With a wide, toothy smile plastered on his face, Grell stepped inside in a flashy, dramatic way that demanded everyone's attention. “I'm sure you all missed me terribly while I was gone. I think I've been away far long enough. So I'm back now, and ready to take my place as host once more.” Excitable as ever, Grell flamboyantly pranced around the room in search of the next player. After a couple of seconds, he latched on to your hand and pulled you to your feet. “You'll be the next player. Since this is my first round back in a very long while, you had better have fun in there.”

“I'll do my best. I'm not really sure that I can make that promise, though. Actually, I'm almost positive that I can't.” Smiling in a halfhearted, nervous way, you stepped over to the purse, placed your hand inside and pulled out some sort of talisman. “This doesn't look familiar to me. I'm sorry.”

Quickly standing to his feet, Wolfram straightened his clothes and walked over to you. “That belongs to me.” In one firm, precise motion, he took the talisman from your hand and shoved it in his pocket. As he placed the talisman in his pocket, he pulled out am expensive looking watch. “Come, we've only seven minutes and no more.” After quickly putting the watch back in its place, he took your hand in his and rather rigidly pulled you inside. The very moment you were both inside the closet, he closed the door and sat down on the floor.

With the door closed, the entire closet became so dark, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. This sudden darkness caused a shiver to run down your spine. “T-there's not a candle or something that we could use, is there? It's terribly dark in here, and to be quite honest, I don't fancy the dark one bit.”

“No one mentioned a candle being placed in this room, at least not that I recall, so I would have to assume not. I would go ask for one, but that would take up valuable time and would unbalance the game.” Though you couldn't even begin to see Wolfram, you could tell simply by the tone in his voice that he wasn't keen on this idea. “I can't allow that to happen.”

“Right, I guess that makes sense.” Trying to keep your disdain for the dark at bay, you closed your eyes and tried to keep your breaths even. “I'll just have to do my best to deal with this for the next few minutes.”

Giving you no warning, or chance to object to his sudden actions, Wolfram effortlessly lifted you from your spot on the closet floor and placed you on his lap. “Scared of the dark or not, there is still a game to play.”

Surprised and a little embarrassed, your next sentence came out sounding squeaky and broken. “H-how can you see well enough to do that? I'm on your lap and I still can't see you at all.” Sure there had to be a way to make seeing easier, you first squinted your eyes, and when that didn't work, you widened them as far as you could. Neither of these things helped you see in the slightest.

Unsure what to make of your odd little display, Wolfram spoke, interrupting your efforts. His tone was an odd mixture of amused, and aggressive. “What are you doing?”

“I'm trying to see you better.” Realizing how ridiculous you must have looked, you lowered your eyes and blushed. “I-I can't exactly play the game if I can't even find your face.” Not wanting to leave the closet without doing something, you lifted your hands from your lap and slowly reached towards where you thought his face would be. After a moment, your fingertips brushed against his rather shaggy facial hair. “Ah, there you are.” Using the tips of your fingers to guide you, you slowly moved your fingers from his sideburns to his lips. Once you'd found them, you slowly leaned in for a kiss. For someone so rigid and aggressive, his kiss was actually very gentle. This welcome surprise only added to your embarrassment. Soon after the kiss began, you became too flustered to continue. As you awkwardly brought the short, sweet kiss to an end, you found yourself glad for the darkness. “Well, that went a bit better than expected.”

Though he was unsure if that was a good thing or not, Wolfram nodded. “Agreed.”

“Time's up darlings, I'm coming in.” Before the words were even out of his mouth, Grell unlocked the door and stepped inside. For a few seconds, you found yourself completely blinded by the light. When you were able to see again, you could tell he wasn't necessarily pleased. “Well, for my first turn back, this isn't completely horrible. At least your blushing, and rather badly too I might add. I do expect much, much better from the next players though.” He smirked. “Something, scandalous.” Rushing into the closet, Grell began shoving at you and Wolfram. “Now you two need to hurry up and get out of here so we can have more fun.”