[ For once, Grell can't seem to focus on anything but being in the moment-- that is to say, William has overwhelmed her senses, earned her full and undivided attention.
Breath quivering, she moans against his lips without restraint, mumbling his name incoherently between their kisses. And, of course, she'll roll her hips in time with the force of his hands, fearful that he may stop at any moment - as though (what remains of_ her sanity might depend on it. ]
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Breath quivering, she moans against his lips without restraint, mumbling his name incoherently between their kisses. And, of course, she'll roll her hips in time with the force of his hands, fearful that he may stop at any moment - as though (what remains of_ her sanity might depend on it. ]