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[ Graduating from the reaper academy was nothing to brag about. Sure you gained some skills and were granted permission to customize your glasses and scythe, but beyond that, all that was in the newly trained reapers' future was tedious, unavoidable work encased within long nights of depression and regret. Unlike mortal graduations that were followed by celebration, reapers were informed of how they came to be, what was expected of them, should they wish to redeem themselves, and then shown their personal cinematic records. Forced to relive the pain of their mortal lives. To say it's a traumatic experience is a vast understatement.

William stands alone in his newly assigned, permanent flat. It's barely furnished, with just the essentials, no life or personality to be seen. All that's playing through his mind is his record. A horrific thing to rewatch, certainly, but somehow it was made more painful by a fear that had been newly established. He's suddenly feeling sick from the thoughts and has to exit the apartment to collect himself. Glancing up, he sees a brief flicker of bright red at the end of the hall, and before he can stop himself he's following after it. ]

Grell Sutcliffe?

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[ Bearing her weight onto him, she'll attempt to coax him onto his back, softly moaning William's name against his lips - and should he comply, she'll lay atop him, legs entwined, as she continues their kisses. Her hands would trail down his neck and along his collar. ]

[ Surprisingly, he doesn't resist this time. Instead, he aids in pulling her atop him. His arms hold her tight around her waist, leaving no doubt that he'd like this to continue. In their brief pause while they settle into one another, William speaks against her lips. ]

I assume I'm doing well?

[ Teeth grazing over her bottom lip, she chuckles. ]

I think you know the answer to that.

[ And, just in case he doubt it, she rolls her hips into his - her cock, though only partly hard, is still easily felt through the fabric of their pyjamas. ]

[ That movement gets him to pause. Somehow, he'd quickly forgotten that this was meant to be a simple sleep over. A kiss or two and perhaps some snuggling. He never had any intention for this to drift off into the sexual realm. ]

Ah. Yes, that is plainly obvious now.

[ He clears his throat. ]

[ With William very clearly uncomfortable, Grell shifts to cup his jaw, nuzzling her nose along his just so, before she takes his lips in a kiss. ]

Don't you worry, silly man. I recall what you've said.

Simply recalling doesn't mean you aim to oblige.

[ Rebellion is one of her main attributes, after all. William loosens his hold around her, instead settling his hands at her hips. It's such a contrast - her slender feminine frame and features, yet the hardness pressing against his lower stomach reminds him that's not the case. ]

I've never experienced any of this, especially with another man.

[ Don't go killing the moment even more, William! ]

[ The loosening of his hold has her brows turning further upward with a sigh-- yet, he holds her still, so that quiets her.

Until, you know, that last line. A touch of frustration shows in her features, then, as she huff through her nostrils. ]

Well, if it's any consolation, it isnt as though I have extensive experience, myself. I also don't see myself as a man.

[ He's frowning back, even if neither can see, they can surely hear it in their words. ]

Regardless of that, you have a cock and it's pressing against my own.

[ That receives an enticed hum, and she's chuckling against his lips! ]

It certainly is. [ Smooch! ]

[ Moving a bit to get more comfortable beneath her, he inadvertently rubs himself against her. Immediately he halts his movements. ]

You are going to have to get off. We cannot sleep this way.

[ Wording, William... ]

[ A snicker! She's nearly chewing at the edge of her lip, though. That didn't make her any softer, that's for certain. ]

What, you don't enjoy kissing me anymore~?

I did not say that. We can simply return to how we were before. That was rather enjoyable.

Prior to-- our cocks touching, you mean?

Laying side by side, yes.

[ Because he's certain she's going to keep teasing him, he gives her a decent shove as he rolls back over. ]

[ That gets a surprised squeak out of her! She absolutely hadn't been expecting that!

And she LOVES IT. It's with a purr that she scoots right back, up against him, hooking a leg over his. Grasping at his shirt, she leans in to kiss him, even more passionately than before! ]

[ Okay, with her leg up like that, it kind of doesn't solve the original problem, but at least it's less contact and will give him the chance to cool down. Besides, she doesn't even give him a second to comment on it before her tongue is playing along his again. He relents, slinking one arm around her middle and tilting his head into her kiss. ]

[ Sighing a purring hum into their kiss, her arms slink up and around his shoulders, now that she has him. ]

I rather like you, William. [ She mutters, breathy, between their kisses. ]

Even after I've shown you some vulnerability?

[ He doesn't want his voice to sound unsure, but the events of the day are still wracking his mind. ]

[ Pausing, lips lingering near his, she considers his words. ]

That is rather curious, isn't it...

[ Idly, she nuzzles at him, lashes low over her cheeks. ]

I suppose the secret is, I've a bit of that, myself...

[ He doesnt quite nuzzle back but he doesn't pull away either. ]

I never would have expected it for either of us. Before today, that is.

[ Peering up at him, her head tilts just so! ]

What? This?

Being vulnerable.

[ He states it as if his words should have obvious meaning. ]

Though, I didnt foresee this for myself either.

[ At the attitude behind his words, she ticks her tongue! ]

Yes, well, I suppose one of those things can be our little secret.

Should I assume that means you will be telling everyone about our intimate moment?

[ He can't imagine she'd want to out herself for the other. She has a reputation to uphold, after all. ]

More likely, I can't expect myself to keep my hands off of you.

[ She chuckles against his lips whilst stealing another kiss. ]