William T. Spears (
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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?
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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[ While she's up, he teases his hands along the front of the garment. ]
Maybe you can show me some of your other pieces in the future.
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The future... Good to know I haven't scared you away. Yet.
[ Playing her fingers along the back of his palms again, pressing his hand against her length as she gently rolls her hips over his. ]
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[ Said with zero ounce of doubt, he teases the outline of her cock with his fingers. For someone so adamant about being female, she has no shame about her given body. It's rather attractive in an odd way that he can't quite place. ]
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You may be the only man which doesn't need to. You may be mad, all the same.
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Hearing that is oddly stabilizing.
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Tell me, how could that be?
[ Crawling back, she works the waistband of his trousers down! ]
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To have a reason for the madness instead of inconclusive tests.
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[ Partly laughing, she discards his pyjama bottoms rather flippant, before running her hands up along his legs. ]
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[ His trousers entirely forgotten, William reaches up to pull Grell back down against him. Their bare chests pressed against one another (among other parts!) feels quite nice and has him stretching up to resume kissing her. ]
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[ Her words are breathy, hot on his lips, as she still her hips for just the moment. ]
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You aren't on the floor, yet.
[ He certainly wouldn't allow her to perch in his lap if he wasn't enjoying it. ]
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Perhaps you can push me to the bed, instead♥.
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[ Hence why he keeps them as they are, even slowing the pace to slow roll of their hips. ]
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Do what you will with me, then... Mn...
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I believe you were the one teaching me. Or have you already shown me all you know?
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You've distracted me. Naughty boy.
[ Rolling her hips back, and rocking herself up onto her knees, she puts enough distance between them that she's able to reach down and grasp the outline of his cock through his undergarments. ]
Though, it's easy to see why.
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Is it really all that impressive?
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I'll have to properly inspect to say for certain.
[ At that, her hand shifts up to play along his waistband. ]
Might we do away with these?
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[ The tone of his voice almost makes him sound disappointed in her! ]
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Much better.
[ Settled between his legs now, she runs her hands up his thighs, eyeing William's face for a reaction. ]
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Well, then?
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My, my. Aren't we impatient?
[ Now that she has his attention, she maintains eye contact while leaning down, extending her tongue to trace his length, from hilt, to tip. ]
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That is quite the hypocritical statement, coming from you.
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