Forgiven

[death_glare]

[ No one questioned anything when William suddenly left his office that morning. "I've been called to a meeting" was all the information he gave the rest of Dispatch. To them, it wasn't surprising, seeing as he was the head of the department. For William, however, the summoning came with zero notice. As he made his way to the upper managements' offices, all he could wonder was what issue his subordinates caused that he'd have to clean up after, this time.

It wasn't until lunch break that William returned to Dispatch. The others expected they'd get reprimanded for something, but William remained quiet, his face expressionless as he closed the door to his office. ]

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[death_glare]

[ He gives her his own little glare, huffing softly. ]

So I did. Fine. Your turn, then.

[untodeath]

[ Grell blinks with some confusion, but it occurs to her that she might know what he means, and it brings about a endeared smile! ]

What, to ask you another question? [ Shifting, she cups his face with an endeared croon. ] Cuuute♥~!

[ He'll get another kiss, while she thinks of a question. ]

Mn, okay... What's the type of date that you've always wanted to go for, but never got the chance?

[death_glare]

I think that's more of a question for you. You being the one more interested in romance and relationships. Honestly, it's not something I ever truly pined for.

[ He stops the think, though, knowing that answer won't appease her. An answer isn't coming to him quickly, though. ]

Perhaps a vacation of sorts. Aside from it being work related, our brief trip to Germany had its enjoyable moments.

[untodeath]

Of course not, you were too busy denying yourself the opportunity.

[ Her huff quickly gives way to another grin, though, once the topic of Germany comes up. ]

That was lovely-- and I certainly wouldn't mind exploring more of the world with you♥.

[death_glare]

[ It's obvious he doesn't like that truth pointed out to him. ]

We'll set that as a goal, then. Assuming you can work hard enough to regain your vacation time.

[untodeath]

[ With a quirked brow, she lightly scoffs! ]

All I have to do is show up, silly man. I think I'll manage.

[ William is ignoring his glass, so she picks it up to help herself - and shifts to more comfortably straddle his lap. She tilts the glass so that he may take a drink, in turn. ]

Well then-- your turn?

[death_glare]

You've had issues with that before.

[ He challenges, but ultimately backs away from work related arguments. Instead, he takes the wine glass from her hand, drinking the rest of its contents before setting it back on the side table. And once his hands are free, they settle on her hips. ]

What sort of garments are you planning on picking out?

[untodeath]

[ William gets a look, at that, but she doesn't deny it. What's more, stealing away the rest of his wine so she can't have it earns some amusement - solidified by his choice of topic. She chuckles. ]

Well, I wanted to see what sort of thing you enjoy first, but-- I can tell you what I like...

[ Her hands rub over the back of his palms, up his wrists. ]

I tend to be a bit picky, as I prefer to accent what I have, not what I don't. Tops can be a bit difficult to find, as such-- but underbust corsets always look nice. Strappy belts, ornate garters, pretty stockings... Perhaps we can look into panties that cover all but the necessities. I wouldn't mind playing with a bit of leather, too.

[death_glare]

I like the idea of the panties, as it seems a bit silly wearing something sexy to merely take it off moments later.

[ Lingerie and clothed sex seem to be extremely appealing to him. Grell's finding out what he does like rather quickly. ]

You will have to model these garments for me before I can make a final decision.

[ Squeezing at her hips, he seems fond of the idea. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell nearly purrs at that squeeze, hands kneading at the muscles of his arms, through his sleeves. ]

I would be happy to♥.

[ Now that it's her turn, she opts to stay in theme, a very sly look to her eye. ]

What else might please you, mn? Do you prefer to keep it simple? Are you a silk rope and candle wax sort of man? Chains and paddles? Teasing and toys?

[death_glare]

[ He thinks on it a moment, his own fingers shamelessly exploring the waistband of her trousers. ]

I have no experience with any of them, however I might be open to experimentation. Honestly, I was quite aroused watching you try and control your moans last time.

[untodeath]

Not much for fantasising, I take it.

[ She chuckles at that, as it makes sense for him. Her thumb massage down over his chest briefly, before hooking her hands into his tie to loosen it. ]

Mn, but control can be quite intoxicating. I get that.

[death_glare]

I think it has more to do with you being exceedingly different from anyone else I've ever been intimate with. My past relationships were rather innocent, where as you are anything but that.

[ He makes no attempt to stop her progress with his tie, or whatever else she intends to remove next. ]

Physically restraining you is certainly appealing. Toys sound interesting, as well.

[untodeath]

[ That comes with a short little laugh, seemingly flattered to be considered as much. ]

You've such a-- dominant personality. I can't imagine the urges that you've suppressed all this time...

[ Leaning in close, she dashes her tongue between his lips, fingers flicking free the buttons of his collar. ]

Your turn. [ She near whispers. ]

[death_glare]

[ He takes that as an invitation to kiss her fully. ]

Which of those things appeal to you most? We may need to buy a few more items while we're out. Or do you have a supply already?

[untodeath]

[ Oh, she's all too eager to accept that kiss, humming into it whist she steals the tie from around his neck. ]

Oh, I'll take it all, but those are particularly fun... [ She mutters against his lips, pausing to take another kiss for herself. ] Oh, I've got a few toys-- and as for restraints, there are ways to make due.

[ She's winding that tie around her hands with a suggestive canto of her brow! ]

[death_glare]

[ Watching carefully as she winds the tie about her wrist, his eyes narrow, as if he's thought of something. ]

A silk tie would be far too simple to slip free of.

[ With a blink, his eyes are on hers. ]

Get into the bedroom, I have something better in mind.

[untodeath]

[ Grell bites at her lip excitedly, taking his shoulders to assist herself in getting up from his lap to stand. ]

Yessir♥

[ Luckimf over her lips, she makes her way for the room, unwinding her hands from the tie as she goes, to loop behind her own neck with extended arms. ]

I'm beginning to love your surprises.

[death_glare]

You best love them.

[ William follows calmly behind her, closing the bedroom door once they've reached the room. ]

Keep the tie there, I may have a use for it later.

[untodeath]

[ The redhead quirks a brow with an intrigued sort of hum! ]

I could certainly do that. Just as I certainly love more than that about you.

[ With a kiss in his general direction, she turns to lean back against the baseboard, unbuttoning her own top as she begins to undress. ]

[death_glare]

I didn't tell you to lay down or get undressed. Now, get up.

[ William grabs her by a wrist, hoisting her back up off the bed and halting her progress. The first night he'd been in her room, the four poster bed had caught his attention. Now he's aiming to put the piece of furniture to good use. Grell will find herself pushed up against one of them, and her arms shifted behind her. As he silently commands her to remain still with his steady eye contact, he slips the belt from his dress slacks. ]

This should work far better than a tie.

[untodeath]

Oh--

[ Giggling as she's tugged onto her feet, her breath comes to a halt once she's pushed flush against the post. Excitement is clear in her eyes as he positions her, eyes briefly flickering down to his belt as he removes it, before returning to meet his eyes with a lick of her lips. ]

Yes, I imagine it should.

[ She's already finding it difficult to stay still, so tempted to writhe with excitement under his gaze, and even more so to touch him! But she manages, just barely! ]

[death_glare]

[ He runs the length of leather through his hands, tugging on it as if to test it's strength. Then moving slightly behind her, he loops the belt around the post, crisscrossing her wrists before pulling it as tight as her skin will allow.

It's then that he steps back, taking a good amount of time to look over her entire body. ]

You'd mentioned teasing. How long would you last if I simply left you to writhe here, untouched?

[untodeath]

[ It's a tantalizing sight, watching him do such a thing-- and his treatment of her leaves Grell hissing quietly in pain.

To his suggestion of leaving her untouched for an implied stretch of time, she frowns; there's mixed feelings apparent on her features, something between intrigue and dread. ]

I--dont know. That sounds awfully dull.

[ And history shows that the reaper's boredom leads to catastrophic results! ]

[death_glare]

[ The short hum he gives seems to mean he agrees. So instead, he steps closer, fingers finding where she'd left off unbuttoning her shirt. Slowly, they work downward, yanking her shirt free from her slacks as he nears the bottom. If he still had his scythe, he could have very quickly done away with the garment with a snip or two. Let her wardrobe be thankful he turned it in before leaving for Heaven. ]

How does it feel?

[ He's referring to her wound, as he gently places a hand over the bandaging - a sharp contrast to the rough movements of his hands a moment before. ]