AN:
So, back by popular (I guess) demand... The second chapter of Ruined, in which nothing at all is explained. So sit back and enjoy the man-love...

Lost in a world of beauty, Grell moaned as he was impaled gently from behind. Will's cock glided smoothly, effortlessly into his dripping hole, nudging his prostate and sending a surge of hot ecstasy through the redhead's body. Will's firm, strong hands clasped his chest as the two Reapers knelt together on the unmade bed.

Grell's heart began to race as the dark-haired Reaper's hands moved slowly towards his nipples, whimpering in exquisite pleasure as they pinched and rubbed the sensitive flesh, causing him to twitch and shiver as waves of bliss threatened to overcome him entirely. He arched his back, and turned his head to the side, locking lips with Will in a passionate, burning kiss that seemed to last for an eternity.

As his tongue entwined itself with Grell's, Will began to increase his pace slightly, feeling Grell's arse tighten around him as he thrust deeper and deeper into the Reaper. He broke the kiss, panting for air, and began to run his hands lightly down the redhead's body towards the rock-hard cock that he knew would await him.

Grell moaned again as one of Will's hands grasped his shaft, whilst the other began gently fondling his balls. Biting his lip, he savoured the sensations coursing through his body as he pushed back with his hips, forcing Will's cock ever deeper inside him.

"More..." he whispered, desperately.

Will laughed, and pulled out of him in one slow movement that brought tears of joy into Grell's eyes. He pushed the other Reaper forwards onto all fours, and placed his hands upon his shoulders. Taking a deep breath, he lined himself up, and thrust home.

This time there was no gentle entry, but rather a fierce, beautiful, all-encompassing invasion of Grell's innermost reaches. Pre-cum dripped from Grell's cock as Will slammed into him again and again and again, the two men moaning in unison with each thrust.

Suddenly, Grell crawled forwards, away from Will's cock. He rolled onto his back, and lifted his legs high and wide. Smiling, Will grabbed his thighs, pulling them apart still further, before slipping back into the Reaper, gentle once more.

Swiftly increasing his pace, Will resumed his fucking, each movement of his hips lifting Grell slightly into the air, perfectly angled to hit his prostate each and every time. Soon, the bedsheets were crumpled around Grell as he clawed madly at them, consumed by the fire that had been lit deep inside him.

Grell felt like he was floating on a sea of clouds, high above an endless blue ocean. Every time he thought that Will could go no faster, the black-haired Reaper picked up the pace once more. It was taking serious willpower to restrain himself from coming, but he was desperate to prolong the experience, knowing that Will's good mood was unlikely to last forever. As the sheer pleasure drove him to the edge of consciousness, his mind began to wander, freed from the cares of flesh by Will's perfect, rhythmic pounding. As he slipped into a white expanse of purest bliss, his mind drifted to how he had come to be in this state in the first place...

A golden shoreline... blue sky merging seamlessly into sea... warmth, light... and underneath it all, thumping swells of pleasure, like waves crashing onto the sand, but slower, more controlled... Will's beautiful, angelic voice...

"This is the last time..."

"So soon?"

"Sounds like a plan..."

Another voice, harsher, slurring as if drunk...

"Fuck... you..."

Suddenly, horribly, the waves of pleasure stopped, and Grell was dragged shockingly back into the confines of his aching skull. He opened his eyes, and saw Will's sweat-streaked face looking at him with a concerned expression.

"Are you alright?" he asked. "You passed out there... or something..."

Grell rubbed his head. "I'm fine" he said. "Did I cum already?" he asked, confused.

Will looked ruefully at the sticky mess that had pooled on the bed.

"'Fraid so" he replied. "So did I. Sorry."

He looked genuinely upset, and Grell felt a sudden protective urge rise within him.

"Don't worry" he said, smiling. "Best fuck of my life."

He leant up, and parted Will's lips with a gentle kiss. The other Reaper sank down, and Grell drew him into a tight embrace.

Outside the window of the small bedroom, Sebastian retched and spat a gobbet of incorporeal phlegm. Floating effortlessly at second-storey height, his ghostly form was all but invisible in the dancing snow, and even if the couple in the room had been in the least bit interested as to what was going on outside, it was doubtful that they would have noticed him.

Fucking animals he thought venomously. Since waking two days previously to find his host body beaten beyond the point of usability, he had followed his attackers, always remaining hidden, biding his time and working out what they were up to, why they had done so much damage to his mortal form.

He had to admit, so far his spying had proven inconclusive. The Reapers seemed more interested in each other, and had not mentioned him after dumping his body in an alleyway. What are they up to? He asked himself what could they possibly stand to gain by eliminating me? True, I was something of a nuisance to them, but a rape-murder? It doesn't add up... Silently he resolved that he would find the motive behind the Reapers' crimes, and when he did... You will pay he vowed.

He noticed that the pair had resumed their passionate lovemaking.

Fucking animals he spat.

AN:
Haha! I lure you in with the promise of more torture, and instead you get nice fluffy yaoi... I'm soooo ambiguously camp... Hope you enjoyed, keep those reviews coming in folks. It's always fun to read the nice things you (obviously) have to say about me...