William T. Spears (
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Forgiven
[ 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. ]
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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Nn, Will-- I like this, feeling every inch of you... the way your cock fills me, throbbing for more... [ She moans softly, voice becoming hot and breathy as she mutters to him. ] Cum for me, my darling. You know you want to.
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[ He opens his eyes, just to see that lustful expression on her face. It doesn't help. ]
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Stubborn man.
[ She manages to wrap her legs about his waist, and taking his hands, pulls him in closer-- so that she may roll him down onto the bed, beneath her. Resting her elbows above his shoulders, she digs her fingers into his hair, taking him in a passionate kiss. Chest to chest, she rolls her hips slowly and purposefully, taking him in deeply, and moaning into his lips indulgently each time. ]
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Her hips begin to spasm just so, the heat of their passion settling into her, warm, deep, comforting-- and yet, teetering along that edge dangerously. She whimpers ans gasps, lids pressed shut, forehead rested atop his. ]
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Rather than cease her movements, she shifts her hips in time with the rolls of his orgasm, coaxing him towards completion. Peppers his jaw with kisses, while he revels in the sensation. It all gets her just a little bit closer. ]
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Don't stop. Make yourself cum from me.
[ Although she's already doing as such on her own, William somehow feels the need to regain at least a bit of control. The dominant nature of his personality shining though wonderfully. ]
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I'm nearly... there...
[ Ah, yes-- the assertion, the demand, it's just enough to push her there. Hips spasming, muscle tightening, she cries out, dissolving into whimpers carried on heavy sighs. Her arms wrap tighter about his shoulders, head tucked against his, until her body eases out from its coursing pleasure. ]
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I thought we were meant to go shopping after your shift.
[ The statement is punctuated with the usual huff, though he's well aware this delay in their plans was initiated by him. ]
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I didn't realise you were so intent on the idea of it.
[ Pushing herself up just enough to address him, she briefly becomes distracted by the sight of him, leaning in to kiss him with a hum. ]
There is one destination we had in mind that stays open late~♥
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Perhaps we should have visited this store before christening our new bed.
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We'll just have to make an entire romantic evening of it~
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There's a short slap to her rear, something that seems to be becoming the norm. ]
Get ready.
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--Oh.
[ Biting at her lower lip, she sits herself back, palms trailing down his torso as she goes, to grab his hips whilst looking him over. ]
Mn, yes, sir.
[ And she leans back, planting down a foot to stand-- and then, the other. Once standing, she rubs her hands up into her hair with the most content hum. ]
Shall I dress for dinner after? Or would you prefer something a little more racy for the occasion?
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The later sounds preferable, given the reason for our outing. Though, I'm certain it would be appropriate for the market. We do still need to buy some groceries.
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I think that's a challenge I can work with~♥
[ Spinning on her heel, she heads toward the bathroom, speaking over her shoulder as she goes. ]
But first, I'll need to tidy up. It's going to take more than a few tissues for me, you messy boy. [ To confirm precisely what she means, the redhead will be running her hands over the swell of her ass, grabbing at the meat of it playfully-- before nudging the door closed behind her! ]
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After tidying himself up and redressing, William makes towards the kitchen. Grell will find him checking the cupboards, making note of what she has and what they might need. ]
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Are you ready, darling?
[ She is! He might note that she's wearing her coat already, seemingly prepared herself. ]
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I have been.
[ Dressed down, if only slightly, his tie is absent, collar loose, and he's replaced his usual suit jacket with one that's slightly more casual. Given the limited wardrobe he has with him, it will have to do. ]
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Look at you, Sexy♥~
[ Leaning back, she pulls the tie to her coat, opening it up to flash him a view of her outfit, which is not much of an outfit at all. The collar of what appeared to be her blouse is actually nothing more than a ruffled collar tied off with a bow, paired with a semi opaque bodysuit - and her seamed stockings give the illusion of trousers tucked into knee-high boots. ]
Just a casual look for the market. You know.
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You should have brought this outfit to Germany.
[ Stated as if he'd had any intention of submitting to her advances then. ]
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What do you think you would've done? Lock me in the closet for harassment-- and then relieve yourself in the restroom?
[ Really, that wandering gaze is all she needs to feel a rush! ]
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[ And with that, he's turning to exit the flat, expecting she'll follow along without command. ]
oops pretend i used the right terminology there
I don't think I would want to see myself after being locked up like that.
[ Taking his hand, she interlocks their fingers whilst leaning in closer. ]
And, just so you know, I did bring something like it, but better. Just in case.
never!
nnooooo--
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