thedispatch | Forgiven

[ Well, that's a fun reaction. She'll just have to venture across his chest, placing a kiss into the valley between his pectorals along the way - and she pauses there, allowing her lips to graze the other while she speaks.]

Which was delightful, by the way.

[ Allowing her hand to build some pace, she encircles his nipple by the tip of her tongue with a feather-light touch, before taking it into her mouth to suckle. ]

[ The breath isn't as quick this time, but rather a slow exhale as his eyes drift shut. ]

You will be buying me a new belt. And shirt.

[ That earns another chuckle! Her lips leave him only briefly. ]

Do I get to pick them out?

[ And then she's crawling lower, mouth exploring the definition of his toned torso as she goes. Her tongue traces the dip of a hipbone, before hovering over the tip of his desire, of which she's slowed her strokes over, in favor of teasing with soft, blowing breaths. ]

Not if you keep teasing me that way.

[ He doesn't sound entirely disapproving of it, though. Shown by the way his fingers have found their way to threading through her hair. ]

So impatient~

[ Delving her tongue into its tip, she then repeats the motion of swirling her tongue, this time about its head. ]

[ There's a low grunt, an approval of the way her tongue is moving. His fingers tighten in her hair just so, not quite enough to force her onward, but definitely suggesting it. ]

I could be patient for another century, if you'd prefer that.

[ With the faintest scoff, she licks over her lips, nuzzling her head against that hold. ]

You think it would be that easy to escape me now? [ She doesn't waste any more time, dragging her tongue up from the base to the tip, just before taking him into her mouth in full. ]

No. I've accepted my fate, at this point.

[ A fate which he seems to be enjoying quite a bit. He's still very much alight from feeling Grell's body tightening and shaking around him. And now that the warmth of her body is engulfing him again, he can't help the twitch of his hips and the shudder of his breath. His eyes remain closed, focusing on each touch of her lips and tongue. ]

[ Grell hums in approval about his cock, hands holding at his hips, kneading at them firmly. She pulls back, only to take his length once more, building to a slow rhythm. No more teasing; he's done far too well with pleasuring her tonight. ]

[ As she bobs her head, his hands move with her, still guiding, but allowing her to showcase her skill more than anything. And gosh is she talented in this field. A groan escapes him each time her mouth threatens to leave his cock, but takes him again. It won't be much longer, he's certain of that. ]

[ Grell enjoys this; his hands in her hair, the taste of him, and especially how she's responsible for making him steadily fall apart.

Her hands shift down to his thighs, gently nudging them apart to settle more comfortably between them. Resting one leg over her shoulder, she idly pets along the tender skin where the inner thigh connects to the hip-- her other hand massaging at his scrotum. ]

[ That gets his hips to twitch, the added stimulation pushing him ever closer. He swallows heavily, fingers gripping into her hair. Though he was happy to let her control her movements, now he can't help his hips lifting to push himself deeper and faster into her mouth. ]

[ Though Grell gives something of a whine, she doesn't make any attempt to stop him. The pressure to the back of her throat has her eyes watering, as she does what she can to keep herself relaxed, and avoid the unseemly sound of retching.

Leaving his leg be in favour of wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she ensures that what her mouth temporarily leaves behind isn't left neglected. ]

[ She won't see his eyes shut tight or his teeth bite hard into his tongue, but she'll certainly feel the muscles of his thighs tighten before he stills completely. Finally toppling over, his cum spills out, filling her mouth. His breathing becomes shaky as he rides the waves of his orgasm to its end. Slowly, his fingers unclasp her hair and fall limp to his sides, leaving her to pull of his cock as she pleases. ]

[ Grell gradually slows the pace she's built until he's done, and only then does she pull off of his cock, fingers pressed over her lips as she swallows down the last of his cum.

With a purr of a hum, she crawls up to perch over him, licking at her lips. ]

Satisfied?

[ With that, she leans in for a kiss! ]

[ His breath is still settling a bit when Grell kisses him. But once she pulls away, he licks at his lips, and odd look on his face. That's the first time he's ever tasted cum, and he's not sure if it's more or less appealing being his own. ]

Quite so. [ He pauses, licking his lips again. ] Do you enjoy that taste?

[ His reaction is quite priceless, and Grell finds herself biting at her lip to prevent outright laughter. ]

I would say it's-- and acquired taste. [ Okay, so she still can't help but giggle. ] I enjoy that it's yours.

[ She turns her hips to lay onto the bed beside him, snuggled up to his side. ]

[ That giggle gets his perplexed frown to switch back to his usual grumpy one. But it subsides once she curls up beside him. ]

It certainly is.

[ He briefly wonders if they really should bathe now, but her body feels warm and soft against his, and his thoughts switch to how much he's changed in the last month. It's odd and yet comforting. He hooks an arm around Grell and attempts to shift the blanket draped over the base of the bed high enough to him to grab and drape over them. ]

[ The redhead does what she can to help, tugging the blanket over herself - but it's so nice to have him fussing over her like that, she's content enough to let him do whatever he sees fit. Still unusual, and bound to take more time to get used to, but most certainly nice. ]

Well, thank goodness you weren't ambitious enough to take a mouth full of it first, then. [ She's chuckling, as she removes her glasses, preparing to settle-- and then gasps, hands to her face, before she immediately groans. ] My makeup...

[ He pulls a bit of a sour face imagining that, but her exclamation quickly draws his attention away from the idea. ]

Honestly? You're going to complain about that now?

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Of course I am! I haven't removed it yet-- but this is so comfortableee...

[ Frowning deeply, she sighs deeply while trying to work up the will! ]

[ An exasperated huff. Back to their usual bickering, it seems. ]

Wash it off in the morning when you shower, then.

[ She looks at him as though he's just suggested something blasphemous! ]

That's not how one maintains skin like mine, Will.

[ But it did provide her with proper motivation to get it done! Before wiggling herself upright, she cups William's cheek and steals another kiss. ]

You're a supernatural being. Your skin isn't going to age one bit.

[ Sounding a bit aggravated that she got up, he stubbornly pull the covers tight around himself after flopping over onto his side. ]

Don't complain if I'm asleep by the time you're finished.

You'd still see a difference in the morning, trust me.

[ Or maybe he wouldn't-- but she would!!

Looking back to catch a peek at William being all huffy, her lips twitch into a smile. ]

I'll be quick - but if you still fall asleep, don't complain if I push you over to cuddle some more.

[ She's calling back over her shoulder, as she starts up the water. Peeling off her lashes, she reaches for the oil to make quick work of her eye makeup. ]

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