The next afterlife

[dead_serious]

[ In hindsight, it was obvious. Reapers worked tirelessly, for centuries, trying to reach that one final goal - to be forgiven. For most, the feat of learning the value of life was impossible. The depression that lingered with them after they took their own lives was only compounded by their roles as death gods. So many joyous lives cut short, the lucky mortal's record almost mocking the unfortunate reapers as they watched the panels flip past their eyes. Most would forget they even had a chance to be forgiven, drowning in the enteral job set before them.

But, on rare occurrences, a reaper would find themselves before a jury, summoned away from their desks overflowing with paperwork on scheduled deaths. That is where William stands now. And perhaps even more surprising, is the other who stands beside him - Grell Sutcliffe. William had hardly believed himself capable of forgiveness, but the redhead...she'd looked at the mortal realm and laughed, hardly caring (and often finding it amusing) if she was the listed cause of death for some of those unfortunate people. How she is here, as well, is beyond him.

The committee has decided the both of you have come to an understanding on how valuable life truly is.

The woman at the centre of the row of judges addresses them both. William's brow creases, but he refrains from asking the obvious question of why, lest he ruin their chances at eternal peace.

Now that that matter is dealt with, we will move on to assessing your sins as a mortal.

William's expression quickly shifts to honest surprise, his eyes widening and blinking in confusion. The term 'forgiven' had been a misnomer since the beginning. How had he been so naive to think all their wrong doings while they'd been alive would be waved off as if they'd meant nothing? Swallowing heavily, he gives a brief side glance to Grell. For the first time, in this afterlife, he is scared. ]

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[ William complies, steadily rubbing while she rides him erratically. She's coming undone, and William takes it upon himself to keep their pace steady. His hips thrust upwards, making certain she gets his full length with each bounce. And if that weren't enough stimulation, he's moved his head from her grip to suckle at one of her nipples. ]

[untodeath]

[ Ah, that certainly aids in teetering her over the edge. Pleasure erupts at the top of her scalp and washes down her body - not to mention how she's still wrapped tightly about him, walls spasming and intensely sensitive. It nearly leaves her bucking off of his lap, pleasured little sobs escaping her lips. She can feel her cum across both their bellies, hot and slick, just like the blood she's drawn from her palms... It's ecstasy. ]

[dead_serious]

[ William allows her to ride out the orgasm, his own movements slowing as he finally feels her body relax. His hands leave her body, hips stilling. He unclasps her arms from around his shoulders so he can lean heavily against the pillows and see her more clearly.

He's still hard within her, certainly, but something else causes his brow to crease as he takes her hands. ]

You went and cut yourself?

[ It's posed as a question, but sounds closer to a scolding. ]

[untodeath]

[ Face flushed and lids heavy, everything is just a bit fuzzy at the moment. Really, she let William get away with just about anything right now, so she doesn’t protest when he pulls away. Well, she might be frowning a little, actually ]

Hm…?

[ Unfurling her hands, she looks at her palms, entirely unfazed. ]

Oh. I didn’t want to claw you to shreds, is all.

[dead_serious]

Honestly. We don't know how well we heal here.

[ His way of saying he appreciates it, but she's still an idiot. With a huff he reaches towards teh nightstand where a box of tissues sits. He'll attempt to blot up some of the blood before she goes staining sheets and all that.

Though, if her mind's focused enough, she may notice that those horns of his have grown rather large since they first plopped into bed together! ]

[untodeath]

[ That gets a smile out of her, endeared but far more genuine than most would be accustomed to. Perhaps not William, though. ]

I’m fine.

[ Except, the tissue pressing into raw skin leaves her wincing! She gently pulls away the hand that he isn’t currently tending to, licking away the blood, as if it’s nothing unusual. She’s rather admiring the sight of him tending to her, though. ]

You know, you might look different, but when I take in the sight of you, my chest is filled with the same love that I felt before. [ Reaching out, her fingertips trace along one of those enlarged horns. She’s not sure if she’s just imagining it, so she doesn’t say anything about it— yet! ]

[dead_serious]

I should hope it wasn't all superfluous.

[ Having done what he can with one hand, he reaches for the second, frowning when he sees her liking at it. He tugs it away from her face. ]

Stop that. You are not actually a cat.

[untodeath]

[ With a breathy chuckle, she rocks her hips, nice and slow. He’s ignoring his needs for her, which is sweet, but she wants to see him just as satisfied. She’s still quite sensitive, however; her hips jolt just so. ]

Mn, but it’s effective - and a bit satisfying, if I’m to be honest. [ She leans in to share, with a kiss! ]

[dead_serious]

[ William's frown is interrupted when Grell rolls her hips. His eyes drift shut as he takes a deep, pleased breath. But then she's kissing him, and the metallic taste of her blood on his tongue returns the furrow to his brow. ]

I will have to disagree with you on both of those claims.

[untodeath]

[ There’s a soft tut of her tongue, at that. No more kisses, then - but she wraps an arm around his shoulders, hand loosely curled to contain any potential blood flow. She grinds along his length, slow but deep, breath quivering. ]

Shame, that.

[dead_serious]

[ While he may not enjoy the taste of Grell's blood, there's something else he'd be more inclined to lick from her lips. Sharply thrusting upwards, he leans in close, not to kiss, but merely speak against her lips. ]

I would be keen on tasting my cum on your lips, however.

[ This new world built on sin seems capable of pulling thoughts from him that he'd normally keep to himself! ]

[untodeath]

[ Her shoulders tense with a gasping cry! At this rate, she could orgasm again, no matter how soon it may be-- but, she would gladly put that on hold for William. He's been so good to her, after all.

Taking hold of his enlarged horns, Grell rises to her knees, groaning with some disappointment as his length escapes her. ]

Lie back.

[dead_serious]

[ In a greatly unexpected reaction, the firmer touch to his horns gets a groan out of him. Quickly followed by a confused frown and clearing of his throat. Seems he hasn't equated that jolt of pleasure he just felt through his cock to the attention she gave his horns. ]

What did you just do?

[untodeath]

[ Briefly, one of her upturned brows tick upward, but a toothy grin soon follows. ]

This.

[ Since he hasn't complied with her demands, she takes hold of his horns to push him back into the pillows, licking her lips in anticipation! ]

[dead_serious]

[ With that added pressure to his horns, William's hips buck, a heavier moan escaping him as he hits the pillows. That one actually made his mind a bit fuzzy, and he has to take a moment to refocus. ]

How are you doing that? You pulled off me already, did you not?

[untodeath]

[ Following a delighted hum, she chuckles. It's a deviously melodical sound. ]

How do you think I've pushed you, just now? Hm?

[ Leaning down, she extends her tongue, dragging it along the curve of one horn. ]

[dead_serious]

[ He makes to answer, but a shuddering breath escapes him instead. Reaching up, he feels at the opposite horn to test his theory, and another jolt runs through him. ]

Did they grow?

[ He wants to sound irritated at the idea that his new demonic feature is now more prominent, but the erotic sensations they've graced him with isn't helping him keep an angry tone. ]

[untodeath]

[ It's entertaining to watch him discover and explore this new feature of his, and it continues to get chuckles out of her. ]

It certainly seems that way. [ Teeth pressing into her bottom lip, she carefully guides her palms down to the base of his horns, fingers tracing every ridge. ] So-- slight change of plans, mn♥?

[dead_serious]

[ He really wants to say no, demand she never touch the disgusting things again and try to forget they even exist. But, all that manages to slip out between groans is a defeated 'alright'. His cock may be firmly at attention, but his mind is quickly loosing focus again. ]

[untodeath]

[ Ah, yes, she rather likes having him at a disadvantage. With his truly supernatural-level of self control, this is a rare event, indeed! However, rather than become PURELY predatorial, she finds herself... endeared? Rather than simply taking advantage of him, she also wants to care for him.

With a whimsical sigh, she leans in to kiss him. ]

Have I said that I love you enough? [ Humming with delight, she carefully runs her claws along those horns, shifting to sit back with the most devious grin. ] I have an idea.

[ Before giving him any opportunity to inquire, she turns around, taking hold of his cock while settling her extra curvaceous bottom and thighs against his horns. Of course, this means that he'll be getting quite the view! ]

[dead_serious]

[ This certainly is the first time Grell's pulled a needy whine from the stoic man. Her claws upon his horns were setting sparks through him, as they grazed over each ridge, but once she released them, the pleading sound came from him before he could even process it.

And he may never get the chance to! With his cock now in her grasp and her rear putting a good amount of warm pressure on his horns, the first thing she'll feel from his mouth is a shuddering breath against her pussy. ]

[untodeath]

[ Ah, she's really loving this new dynamic. Interesting, really, with how much she loves his dominance, confidence, ruthlessness-- but now, she just wants to devour him. Convenient, as she can focus all of her attention on his cock. She extends her tongue to drag over its head, hold firm at its base, fingers kneading at his sack. ]

[dead_serious]

[ It's by some miracle that William's mind flickers back into focus, if only for long enough to note the position they're now in. Perhaps it was the subtle grazing of Grell's sharp teeth as she finally took him in her mouth. Briefly in control of his own actions, he hoists her rear up slightly, allowing him to speak in breathy segments. ]

...Honestly...Lucifer's mind...truly is cruel...if he's granting you...this power over me...

[untodeath]

[ The move earns a curious look over her shoulder, whilst getting an airy chuckle out of her! ]

Darling, we’ve both been enslaved to this dirty little love of ours from the start.

[dead_serious]

[ Ok now that his horns are free from her touch, he regains some composure. At least he thinks as much before a rather desperate groan comes from him. ]

...I have never been wholly submisive to you...

[ Another whimper followed by a more familiar frustrated huff. ]