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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[untodeath]

[ Feeling his warmth spilling into her, Grell softly purrs. It's a feat, in a way, making him unravel, having him cum first-- and it's also an incredible turn-on.

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. ]

[death_glare]

[ Hands tightening on her rear again, he collects himself enough to keep her movements going. ]

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. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell certainly doesn't mind - in fact, she welcomes the behaviour, rocking her bottom into his palms with sighing moans. ]

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. ]

[death_glare]

[ With both their breathing starting to stabilize, William's arms slide around Grell's middle, keeping her in place against him. ]

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. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a breathy chuckle, she nuzzles against his temple. ]

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~♥

[death_glare]

[ He accepts the kiss, adding one of his own. ]

Perhaps we should have visited this store before christening our new bed.

[untodeath]

[ Her eyes remained closed for perhaps a moment too long, crooning just so. ]

We'll just have to make an entire romantic evening of it~

[death_glare]

[ Without much thought on the idea, William makes quick work of teleporting them back to Grell's original flat. They plop down onto the bed a tad less gracefully than William would have hoped, but it avoided them having to hastily clean up and redress.

There's a short slap to her rear, something that seems to be becoming the norm. ]

Get ready.

[untodeath]

[ Grell finds herself clung to him, squeaking as they collide with the mattress! It leaves her laughing, albeit short-lived when he slaps her ass! ]

--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?

[death_glare]

[ Pushing himself up from the mattress, he reaches for the box of tissues and cleans what he can from his stomach and member. ]

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.

[untodeath]

[ Grell hums, eyes venturing toward the ceiling with a rather cat-like grin. ]

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! ]

[death_glare]

[ While he doesn't particularly like being referred to as 'boy', the display Grell gives does well to distract him. He could follow along, of course, but that would hardly help in getting their errands done. Besides, he certain round two will happen tonight, regardless.

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. ]

[untodeath]

[ Without warning, he'll feel her arm wrap about his waist as she presses against him, a kiss placed to the back of his neck. ]

Are you ready, darling?

[ She is! He might note that she's wearing her coat already, seemingly prepared herself. ]

[death_glare]

[ She hardly startles him. Instead, he jots down the last few items that had come to mind, then stores the list and pen away. ]

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. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell slips around the other, between him and the counter. She just has to get a look of this for herself, and it's met with an approving purr, as she slides her palms up and along his bare neck. ]

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.

[death_glare]

[ His expression stays serious as his violet eyes scan every inch of her. Even if his features don't show it, it's obvious he likes what she's chosen. ]

You should have brought this outfit to Germany.

[ Stated as if he'd had any intention of submitting to her advances then. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a lopsided smile, she chuckles. ]

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! ]

[death_glare]

I suppose you'll never know. Though I will be keeping that closet idea in mind.

[ 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

[untodeath]

[ With a look, Grell folds her coat back over her chest to tie off again. ]

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!

[death_glare]

I think I have more than enough experience in dealing with you when you're in one of your moods.

[ Perhaps the only one. It might almost be nostalgic. William shakes his head at that absurd thought. ]

Better?

nnooooo--

[untodeath]

[ A snerk. ]

I suppose you'll never know~

[ Her tone is playfully mocking, and after a beat, she glances back at him to give his hand a loving squeeze. ]

Until I have the opportunity to show you, anyway.

[death_glare]

As if I haven't given you plenty of opportunities already.

[ His own words being used against him! Huff!

Regardless, he doesn't let go of her hand, instead locking the door behind them and glancing down the hall as if she should direct him. ]

I assume you know where this store is.

[untodeath]

Be patient, my love~♡

[ And with a simple hum of approval. She takes them there. It's in a shockingly upper scale area of London, busy with night life-- albeit in an alley, lined with back entrances to restaurants and the like. There's a single lantern lit beside this particular door, however; its glass is notably red. ]

[death_glare]

[ And of course, William has to give the location of the store a skeptical look. ]

This seems a bit sketchy, if anything.

[ Not they'd have anything to fear, mind you. It's the concept of it all. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a snicker, she places a hand on her hip. ]

And how would you market this brand of merchandise to this brilliant and accepting society?

[ She releases his hand to approach the entrance, making a show of designed offense-- though spoilt by her grin. ]

I suppose I'll get the door.