[ 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. ]
[ Unfortunately, though his hands keep their pace, his kisses halt. He takes a steadying breath as he rests his head in the crook of Grell's neck. As before, he's reaching the peak of his self control far quicker than he'd like. ]
[ With something of a whimper, Grell parts her lips to protest-- and yet, having his head cradled against her so intimately may have just softened her head a bit! Instead, she threads her fingers into his hair, nuzzling her face against the top of his head. ]
[ For just a moment, she's silent-- teeth sinking into her lip as she bites back a moan, forcing herself to think properly! But just for a moment. ]
Mmn-might I touch you? [ She even sounds a bit embarrassed to be so formal about it. Really, who asks that?! ] Your cock. [ As if that's aby better, but it's more feasibly in the realm of Grellisms. ]
[ He sits up more fully, looking Grell in the eyes with contemplation. Finally he reaches up to take her arms from around his neck. While it may seem he's indicating that he's done here and wants her to get off of him, instead he holds firm at her wrists, guiding her hands down to the closure on his pants. ]
[ Having assumed just that, Grell's shoulders slump-- so when his hold remains steadfast, she seems a bit confused! Once it all comes together, though, her breath flutters once more - hips writhing, even! His assertive demeanour is enough to drive her mad.
Licking over her lips, her fingers work diligently at opening the fastenings of his trousers. Before long, she's pulling back the waistband of his trousers and skimming her fingers beneath, carefully tracing over the length of his cock as she takes it in hand. ]
[ His cock is fully rigid and warm in her hand. And as it makes contact, he can't help the shaky sigh that escapes him. It's not often that he pleasures himself, but it's all so different to have someone else doing it, instead. ]
[ As she works him, his own hands grip at her thighs. She's likely to have tiny crescent shaped imprints in her skin by the time she's done with him. ]
That reminds me. [ He swallows hard, trying to keep his voice serious, despite the pleasure he's feeling. ] I have something to ask you when we're done here.
[ Oh, but she can multitask! While she darts her tongue between his lips, seeking to deepen their kiss, the motion of her wrist becomes firmer, unforgiving in delivering pleasure - and her other hand slips into his trousers to tease along his scrotum. ]
[ Oh boy can she! She manages to draw a shuddered breath from him, after which, the slightest groan escapes. He's teetering on that edge, not quite wanting to slip off yet. ]
[ Perhaps that moan was all he needed. Another few pumps after, he's heaving out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He pulls away from the kiss, eyes closing as his cock throbs in Grell's hand. He'd wished not to tarnish his trousers, but that seems inevitable now. It's been quite some time, as is obvious by the amount of cum that coats her hand, dripping down to his pants. ]
[ More than she'd expected, evoking a soft gasp from the redhead! But, regardless, she slows her pace to gentle drags along his cock, nuzzling at him through his orgasm and peppering his lips with kisses.
Once it's passed, she pulls her hand away to marvel at the excess-- and curiously extends her tongue to lap it up.
She's never really tasted it before, and her expression conveys just that! She's not sure what to make of it. But, hell, she'll still swallow! ]
[ He watches her, oddly enjoying the sight of her licking his cum from her hand. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he briefly considers making her lick up the rest, as well. But he's exhausted, his body not used to the sensations in the slightest. ]
[ Humming affirmatively, she watches him with great interest in her eyes. She figures that she should be concerned with his jealousy, but something about it is intoxicating. Really, to think that he should even be jealous over her, in general! ]
You don't care for her much, it seems.
[ Reaching into her coat pocket, she digs around to retrieve-- makeup wipes. They'll have to do. She quickly wipes down her hands, but takes much more care at cleaning up the front of William's trousers. ]
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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. ]
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W-Will♥... Are you-- nn-- going to come for me?
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[ He sounds exceptionally frustrated as his fingers squeeze tighter at Grell's hips. ]
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Mmn-might I touch you? [ She even sounds a bit embarrassed to be so formal about it. Really, who asks that?! ] Your cock. [ As if that's aby better, but it's more feasibly in the realm of Grellisms. ]
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Isn't that going a bit to far for our first time?
[ He didn't outright say no tho. ]
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[ It's quite fortunate that she's already flushed, as she's certain of the fact that she's blushing far too much than is reasonable. ]
Who really cares for rules, anyhow?
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Licking over her lips, her fingers work diligently at opening the fastenings of his trousers. Before long, she's pulling back the waistband of his trousers and skimming her fingers beneath, carefully tracing over the length of his cock as she takes it in hand. ]
My... You're everything a girl could hope for...
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I almost feel a fool for waiting so long.
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Mn, it's true... You waited too long.
[ Slow and meticulous, she guides a firm palm along his length. As she gradually builds momentum, she leans in close to mutter against his lips. ]
We'll have to make up for lost time♥.
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That reminds me. [ He swallows hard, trying to keep his voice serious, despite the pleasure he's feeling. ] I have something to ask you when we're done here.
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Mn? I'm not certain that I can handle this anticipation.
[ Leaning her hips forward, she slaps his erection against hers just once or twice with a giggle. ]
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Then you will learn to.
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Naughty boy. [ And again. ] I seviously doubt it, but we'll have fun trying♥.
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[ He takes each kiss, but seems more eager for her to refocus her attention on his cock. The faster pace was doing quite well at building him up. ]
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Once it's passed, she pulls her hand away to marvel at the excess-- and curiously extends her tongue to lap it up.
She's never really tasted it before, and her expression conveys just that! She's not sure what to make of it. But, hell, she'll still swallow! ]
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Is this your first time, also?
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Going this far. [ And she licks over her lips. ] With a boy.
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[ He assumes, that bitterness coming back to his voice. ]
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You don't care for her much, it seems.
[ Reaching into her coat pocket, she digs around to retrieve-- makeup wipes. They'll have to do. She quickly wipes down her hands, but takes much more care at cleaning up the front of William's trousers. ]
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