thedispatch | Forgiven

[ Again, Grell finds herself laughing! ]

What, you don't like eskimo kisses?

[ Resting her cheek against the pillow, she's content to just gaze at him fondly. ]

What of butterfly kisses, then?

What does our noses touching have to do with eskimos? Or butterflies?

[ He'll momentarily remove his arm from around her waist, just to rub at his nose. ]

You know... rubbing noses to keep warm, and show affection... Eskimo kisses.

[ Reaching out to gently wrap her hand around his palm, she coaxes it away so that she may lean in quite close. ]

And butterfly kisses... [ She flutters her lashes to brush against his cheek! ] Just caress your skin ever so fondly~

[ He stiffens, but doesn't pull back this time. ]

Those seem rather tame for you.

Is that-- a complaint?

[ She peeks up at him, pulling back to lay as they were before. ]

I would happily partake in a good, old-fashioned kiss on the mouth-- however, I was hoping that the gentleman might initiate, this time!

I am trying to decide if that's a wise move to make.

[ Just gonna let her process the fact that he's considering kissing her. ]

[ Oh, she catches that immediately, quite obvious by the way her breath flutters! ]

You'll really continue to be so stubborn, after everything you've done to return to me?

[ Come on, how much more can she say without blatantly stating that she KNOWS they have something, Will! ]

[ It's true. He cares about her and her well-being enough to give up paradise. He's held her while she cried and now lays beside her in bed to make certain she sleeps soundly.

With a soft sigh he leans in, taking her lips in a hard, yet intimate kiss. ]

[ Even if she'd insisted on it, Grell still gasps softly when he claims her lips. This is the moment she's been pining after for so long, her breath wavers with revelry, her hand twisting into the fabrics of his shirt to pull him closer.

He doesn't need to say anything, after all.

Tilting her head into his kiss, she croons ever so softly. Slips the arm nestled beneath the pillows over and around his shoulders. Unless he pulls away, she'll press herself against him. ]

[ The kiss quickly goes from firm to deeper and more passionate as his lips part. His tongue shows no hesitance in meeting with hers, exploring it as the one kiss blends into more.

Perhaps it's just William's straight forward and dominant manner, but it feels as though all the desire he'd harbored for her wants to pour out at once. ]

[ That's certainly more than she'd expected-- which is the last thought that soundly drifts through her mind, before she loses herself wholly in his affections. It's a welcome thing, to drown under him, immersed in his scent and taste. Nothing else matters.

Tongue dancing around his, she breathes a moan into his mouth as she leans back, to pull his weight onto her. If dominance is what he desires, she'll allow him just that. ]

[ As she moves, he follows, barely letting their bodies separate. A knee pushes her thighs
apart and he quickly settles himself between them. After another bout of kisses, he pushing himself up to kneeling. His eyes lock with hers before drifting down her torso to rest on the spot where her bandages lay hidden beneath her camisole. It's obvious he's still worried that she won't heal properly. Scythe inflicted wounds are not easily overcome, even by reapers themselves. ]

We shouldn't put too much pressure on it.

[ Grell's chest rises and falls with heated breaths, beneath his touch. Slipping a hand over William's, she'll thread her fingers between his, to hold. ]

That hardly matters to me, right now. I assure you, I'm fine...

[ Her eyes search the blurred shapes of his face, wishing that she could see him properly. She, herself, is flushed; her lashes heavy over glistening eyes. It isn't just desire that they hold, but a desperation. ]

[ He glares at her, knowing quite well she's not healed enough to have him on top of her. It's with that that he leans down, speaking firmly against her ear. ]

I want you in my lap the moment I make myself comfortable.

[ Lifting one of her legs up and over his body, it allows him to resettle next to her and give her an expectant stare. ]

[ The warmth of his breath washing her ear leaves Grell shivering, her breath quaking. Such is a command that she wouldn't dare disobey, even if she harnessed the inclination to do such a thing.

With her thigh firmly in his grasp, it's easy enough to roll her weight on top of him, pushing herself up to settle over his hips. Teeth grazing over her lower hip, she caresses his cheek whilst leaning in to kiss him. ]

Anything you want~ [ She mutters against his lips. ]

[ As they kiss, William's strong hands slide up her thighs. They find the hem of her lace shorts, slipping under them to cup her ass. ]

I want you to show me everything you've wanted from me.

[ With a squeeze, he pulls her deeper into his lap so their chests meet. ]

[ Breath hot on his lips, Grell arches her lower back, rocking her ass into his firm hold, and pressing her growing arousal against his. ]

This is going to be a long night, then♥.

[ Weight shifting to her elbows, she remains resting atop him while her fingers pop to buttons to his collar, one by one. ]

Thankfully I'm off work for an eternity.

[ William continues to rock her in his lap, his fingers gripping tight enough to leave red impressions on her skin. He does nothing to stop her from removing his shirt, even releasing her briefly to allow the shirt to slide of his arms. ]

[ Grell's giggle drawls into a heady sigh, as he moves her the way that suits him. The friction feels delightful, but his assertiveness certainly heightens the passion for her.

Once she's tossed his shirt halfway across the room, the redhead takes a long moment to admire him. ]

I always knew you were perfect.

[ She glides her hands across his chest, over his bare shoulders, and back down to his middle, leaving kisses in their wake.

[ William's thankful that when his body took on its angelic form, all his scaring was healed. Thus his body truly is perfect - all toned muscles and radiant skin. He gives an approving groan as her lips explore. It's been such a long since he allowed himself any sexual pleasure, it's a wonder he even remembers what it's like at all. Seems Grell is all for giving him a full reminder anyway. ]

[ Her lips continue to explore down the expanse of his abdomen, hands massaging down his sides, and inevitably shimmying down the waistband of his bottoms to expose more of him as she goes. It's gradual, teasing - but once there's little left to hide, she nibbles at an edge of her lip in anticipation, herself. Lifting the band with care, she frees his cock of his trousers entirely, humming in delight at what she sees. ]

Oh, I'm a lucky girl.

[ He watches her carefully as he frees him, noting the way her eyes alight when he's finally exposed to her. His fingers run through her fringe, surprisingly gentle compared to the firm grip he then takes of her chin. He leans in, making sure she hears him clearly. ]

Be careful with those teeth of yours.

[ Even if he would hardly feel it, and repel any damage from it, the thought is still a bit jarring. Yet, there's a rush that runs through him, as well. Less so the danger and more forcing her to obey. ]

[ When William's compassion flips like a switch, from compassion to plainly authoritative, the redhead nearly withers in his grasp. Her eyes grow heavier with need, a sigh falling from her parted lips. ]

Mn, as you say, sir♥~

[ Until he releases her, she kneads at his hips with a lick of her lips.

Grell would never hurt him willingly, but she certainly likes this sort of game between them. ]

Good.

[ Letting go of her, he shifts a bit, making himself comfortable, as well as certain that he'll have a perfect view. If her kissing is any indication, he's sure she'll be skilled with her mouth in other places, as well. ]

[ Taking his erection in hand, Grell firmly pumps her hand along its shaft, with a careful turn of the wrist. She repositions herself onto her elbows, leaving her back arched and bottom in the air, tracing over her lips with its tip - and she tilts her head to give it a soft kiss. ]

Tell me... [ And another; this time, the pass of her lips is slower, wetter. ] Did you ever imagine something like this, between us? [ She glances up to where she thinks his eyes to be, extending her tongue to swivel about its head, and pause to hum in delight. ] Fantasise about it?

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