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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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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[ Her hands scoop under his thighs, nestling between them. To tide him over, she places a wet kiss atop the head of his cock - and once settled, takes its length in hand to nuzzle against her lips as she speaks. ]
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Watch those teeth of yours.
[ Surely she's scared off others with them, yet William seems to have no fear regarding what could possibly happen. ]
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[ Though, she's teasing; for as sadistic as she may be, Grell enjoys William's company, and intends to further maintain these relations of theirs. He will be handled preciously, as she takes his length into her mouth. Slow, so that he may experience the sensation wholly. ]
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[ He manages to get out between groans. Though he still sounds quite stern in his tone, there's a wavering to his voice. He's referring to her distracting him from his depressing thoughts earlier in the day. Oh how he'll wish she weren't so distracting from other things in the future! ]
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Mn, and that is just the start.
[ Knowing that they haven't got all day, and that she's much to cover, she places kisses up along his abdomen, stomach, and chest, as she crawls over him - and grasps his jaw while taking his lips in a forceful, hungry kiss. She pulls the front of her panties down to expose her own cock, and hold against William's. ]
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What is next?
[ He speaks next to her ear after their kiss parts. ]
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Now, you are to learn it. But I've a fun twist for you.
[ With a roll, she flops onto her back - and having wrapped her legs about his hips, manages to take William with her! She giggles. ]
You'll need to turn around for me.
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I was just on my back a moment ago, you forced me to move.
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I mean to say, you must turn to face away from me. [ And, just in case he needs any more clarification than that: ] With your cock in my face, mn?
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Alright.
[ He sounds unsure but pushes himself up, turning and, after a pause, lifting his leg to rest on her opposite side. Once there, however, things settle into place more. Ah, so she intends for him to return the favour, so to speak. ]
Honestly, even with your example, I have little faith I will be good at this.
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We're to start somewhere, are we not?
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