Claude stared at William's midsection in bewilderment. He had removed all his clothes, but he was not yet exposed. A strange piece of clothing was left covering his member, which appeared to be made out of thin leather. It resembled a sheath in places, covering only the head and package, and was bound by several tight ropes that trailed along it. It was a strategic design, so only the length was exposed but everything else was left to the imagination. Silence passed between the two, the only noise being their shaky breaths.

"What are you wearing?" Claude breathed, unable to take his eyes off the enchanting sight.

William blushed, and swallowed deeply to try and steady his voice. "It's what I always wear. I consider parts of me to be sinful, so I wear it to prevent myself from getting tempted."

The device was stretched to its limit, unused to the amount of tension created from William's erection. Claude's heart raced, the intense conflict it created driving him wild. He couldn't take it, he wanted to see it all. The hunger inside him took over, and he grasped at William's shaft, kissing him ravenously. The two engaged in a torrent of passion, letting each other succumb to what they wanted so badly. The demon suddenly pulled away, surprised at how he had lost control so quickly.

"That really turns me on, Master," Claude moaned into William's ear, making him shudder. He bent down and put the leather tip between his teeth, pulling it upward slightly to receive a shaky groan from William. The demon bit his lip as he rose, the foreign sensation of being desperate coursing through him. He exhaled softly onto William's neck, pressing his chest against the reapers to feel his racing heart. "Have you ever seen it, in all its sinful glory?" he gasped, his words tumbling out in a flustered burst.

William's breath grew heavy, and he began to fidget underneath the demon at his lustful words. He found he had become dazed from the excitement, and could feel the ropes around him tightening even further, taunting and tempting him to unleash himself. "No," he whined loudly, and Claude gave an uncontrolled moan at the yearning in his voice.

The demon felt all the blood rush to his area, his body begging him to show the reaper what he was missing. He slowly ran his hands down to his waist, and began to remove his underwear. William inhaled sharply in anticipation, his gaze unshifting from Claude's eyes as they stared intensely at each other. Claude let out a deep sigh when his erection had become free, and moved to gently caress the reaper's face.

"Do you want to see it?" Claude spoke huskily, causing William to release a shameful moan. The reaper tossed his head to the side, his breathing now a series of shallow gasps, unable to resist the temptation building inside him. "I must warn you, it's rather big."

William shivered with arousal, feeling his rationality fading with each breath. His mind fought against the urge to give in, although he found it was no use once the demon placed himself so his waist was at eye level with William. The reaper moaned desperately, and turned to look at Claude's arousal.

William's eyes widened at the sight before him. Claude's member was inches away from his face, the size of him giving the reaper an intoxicating feeling of submission. It was inconceivable, that something like this would excite him. But William found it completely encapsulating.

At the reaper's reaction Claude gave a seductive smile. "What do you think?"

William found it hard to form words. He was overcome with foreign emotions, a powerful desire he couldn't comprehend. Every inch of him was burning, the tension so strong he felt he was at breaking point. "It's…It's-"

Suddenly there was a sharp rip, followed by a shocked gasp from William. The reaper trembled, too afraid to adjust his gaze at the sound.

"What is it Master?" Claude said quickly, lowering himself to face William, who was blushing.

"It's ripped," William panted, frozen in place as he blushed furiously.

Claude smiled gently, and gave the reaper a sweet kiss. "That's okay. No need to be shy."

He moved his hands down to inspect what had happened. William's member had burst from the leather, his considerable length fully exposed but his package still hidden. Claude suppressed a moan at how impressive the reaper was, feeling himself become stiffer as William's shaft was so close to his own.

"You look beautiful," he whispered, and William felt a deep passion flood through him.

Claude slowly ran a finger up his length, making the reaper release a surprised shout at the unfamiliar touch. William's legs trembled as Claude continued to play with him, placing his fingers on his sinful part and squeezing gently. The reaper cried out erotically, the powerful sensations hitting him hard and making him arch his back. William released a drawn out moan, helpless under the demon's grasp, and knowing this destroyed the last of his willpower.

"Claude," William whined, spreading his legs wide for the demon. He felt his hands move down further, followed by a satisfying rip that cut through the silence.

Claude held the leather that confined him, and tossed it aside dramatically. The reaper let out a contented sigh, thankful that he could finally let himself breathe. The rush that came with being completely exposed was euphoric to him, and made William fidget as the need to be touched built up further. Claude gradually began to tease William again, running his palm up the reaper's shaft to earn another grateful moan. Without warning Claude grasped William's package, and began to rub him tenderly as his hand continued to trail up and down. Even though William still couldn't look at himself he embraced the pleasure, throwing himself forward and letting out a flurry of satisfied moans. Claude took a step further and clutched William's length firmly, proceeding to rub up and down at a fast pace. A shout escaped from the reaper, and in his excitement he grabbed Claude's length without thinking, gripping it tightly in an effort to control himself. Claude moaned at the reaper's touch, and impulsively pinned William down so he could grind himself against his package. The reaper cried out Claude's name, every part of his body tensing in preparation for something he couldn't place. The demon began to moan more frequently, and continued to tend to William's shaft as he felt his member rub against the reaper's body. William was reaching his limit, and began to claw at the ground in anticipation. Claude was close too, and found he was entranced by the reaper's display.

"You're a bad reaper, aren't you?" he blurted, not realising what he had said until it was too late.

But to Claude's surprise this drove William over the edge. He arched his back and let out a cry of ecstasy, trailing his hands down Claude's back and leaving deep incisions behind. William bit down ravenously on Claude's shoulder, and began to growl in a fit of animalistic passion. The demon was overcome and released onto William with a shout, letting himself succumb to instinct as William had. Claude continued to shout 'bad reaper' as he thrusted against him, who even while coming down from his high kept moaning at the phrase. Once Claude was finished he sat up, and looked down at William who lay still on the bed. He looked so erotic, his lips parted and his glasses uneven, both his and Claude's seed running along his chest. The demon couldn't help but adore the hot mess he had become.

William gave a tired smile, his cheeks a deep shade of red. "I must look very sinful."

Claude gave a quiet laugh, and took a nearby tissue from William's bed side. Gently he wiped his chest clean and disposed of it. "All done."

William sat up dizzily, his head still spinning from what had just transpired. He found himself drawn to Claude's eyes, who looked back at him silently. In the tense stillness the two felt a surge pulse through the air. It struck deeper than they had imagined, as if they had both confessed without a need for words. They shared a kiss, their emotions pouring out of them and filling the air. Slowly their lips parted, and they were both left panting.

William was unable to speak, and simply rose to put his clothes back on. He knew Claude had felt it, the feeling that lingered in his mind. Once the two had dressed they looked back at each other, unsure of what to say.