Hogwarts AU

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[untodeath]

[ It's her turn to hum. Lifting her head, she glances up at him. ]

You could start by saying that you wish for that someone to be me...

[death_glare]

[ Of course that stubborn mind of his has him waiting a few moments. He really doesn't have to think it over, but he can't help running everything through his mind again first. ]

I do wish that.

[untodeath]

[ Lips parting, Grell's breath wavers, colour touching her cheeks. Sitting upright, she raises a hand to gently draw her fingertips along his cheek, by his lips - coveting them with her gaze, before it rises to meet his. ]

And... perhaps kiss me?

[death_glare]

[ For once, he doesn't pull away from her touch, or smack her hands away. Instead he keeps his eyes locked on hers until she speaks. ]

I can't promise I will be any good at it.

[ Whether or not he is will be up to her assessment afterwards. It's a forceful kiss, closed mouth but not at all short duration. ]

[untodeath]

[ Forceful enough to draw a surprised little hum out of her-- but, hell, she loves that about it. Even if his lips are a bit tense, it seems perfect somehow. The way emotion swells within her chest, warming her despite the cold.

Lashes fluttering, both hands find their way to his cheeks as she tilts into the embrace of his lips, parting her own just so to lock into them. Thumbs brush over his soft skin, palms brushing along his cheekbones until her fingers can thread into his short, mussed hair. ]

[death_glare]

[ The feeling of her fingertips massaging his scalp has him giving his own pleasant hum, as well. It's something he didn't think could possibly feel as nice as films depicted it. He's willing to let her continue on, even giving in to a second kiss when their lips finally part from the first. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell makes a softly pleasured sound as he moves in for a second kiss. She dares to be a bit more assertive, herself, lips brushing along his upper with the faintest smack before doing the same for his lower. Perhaps to see what he likes - perhaps to coach him a bit. It's innocent enough, at least. ]

[death_glare]

[ Apparently he liked the kiss to his lower lip, as he reciprocates it for her, lips parting to take it between them. Next, she'll feel his hand at her waist, as before, squeezing tightly as if urging her on. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a satisfied little sigh, she shifts to slip her arms around William's neck - but as they sit on the benches, it doesn't offer the most comfortable angle. So, she briefly breaks their kiss, nuzzling at him as she raises herself up-- and slips onto his lap, taking the blanket with her to wrap around them.

If he'll allow her to continue, she'll eagerly engage him in another kiss. ]

[death_glare]

Where are you going?

[ If he'd waited a moment longer he wouldn't have had to ask at all. Because, now Grell is climbing into his lap. William clears his throat, the rather bland expression on his face not showing the bit of nervousness he's been feeling. Even more so now!

But he resettles his hands at Grell's waist, allowing her to take his lips once more. ]

[untodeath]

[ She's chuckling against his lips, as she gets comfortable and ensures that he's just as warm as she is. Now she can properly wrap her arms about his shoulders, cradling the back of his head and pressing her body close. And her kisses become more passionate, too - but no tongue, not yet. ]

[death_glare]

[ So much is going through William's mind, right now. What's going to happen after this? Will Angelina have anything to say about it all? And the sudden confusion on what he's even attracted to now! But each kiss is doing a wonderful job of distracting him. As he gets more comfortable, his arms wind around Grell, pulling her as flush against him as possible. ]

[untodeath]

[ Breathing a content, pleasured sigh from parted lips, she ever so gently drags her teeth over his bottom lip. Half grinning in anticipation of what reaction that might evoke! ]

[death_glare]

[ It certainly gets him to open up his eyes!
He pulls back, licking at his lip. ]

Your teeth are sharp, you realize that, yes?

[untodeath]

Oh? Does it bother you?

[ Cupping his face, she brushes her thumbs along his cheeks, tutting her tongue mockingly. ]

Poor thing.

[ And then, she leans in to lick his lip FOR him! ]

[death_glare]

[ He turns his face, effectively making her lick his cheek instead! ]

You may enjoy pain, but I do not.

[untodeath]

[ With a pout, she nuzzles into his ear, then. Gently licks at the lobe. ]

I'm sorry~♥. I thought you might like it.

[death_glare]

[ Shoulders tense when she nuzzles next to his ear, but it feels far nicer than that bite to his lip. Relaxing a bit, he tilts his head slightly so more of his neck is exposed to her. ]

I don't mind what you're doing now.

[untodeath]

Ah♥.

[ Chuckles washing his skin with warm breath, she begins to pepper him with kisses - first behind the edge of his jawbone, and down the sensitive stretch of flesh over his tendon. ]

[death_glare]

[ William can't help the shiver that escapes him. A bit embarrassed by it, he attempts to regain some control by letting his hands slip down Grell's back, gripping tightly to her ass. ]

[untodeath]

[ That earns a surprised little noise from her, drawling into a moan, which she muffles against his bare skin. ]

Mn, naughty boy. [ She purrs, fingers plucking at the top buttons of his shirt to nuzzle down lower on his neck. ]

[death_glare]

[ His breath shudders a bit and he quickly clears his throat to combat it. ]

This whole thing was your idea.

[untodeath]

[ A chuckle!]

Fair enough point.

[ And as though to validate it, she begins to suckle where tissue connects to the shoulder, intending to leave a hickey, if he'll allow it. ]

[death_glare]

[ Unfortunately, the thought that a hickey could be a thing doesn't come to William's mind. Perhaps because he has no experience with any of this! What a surprise that will be tomorrow.

Instead he's massaging at Grell's rear, even daring to slip his hands into the pack pockets of her trousers. ]

[untodeath]

[ Humming with delight, her hips begin to squirm over his just slighted, her breath heated. As for her hands, they massage over the swell of his defined chest, through his clothing - up to his shoulders to firmly knead at them while she swathes her tongue over the afflicted skin, moving up to leave another. ]