thedispatch | Forgiven

[ Breathing a content little sound, her tongue dashes along her lips. That intense look-- the calm but commanding movements. The entire situation has been a turn-on, but now she can certainly feel her blood rushing hot through her veins. ]

I knew you would♥.

[ Ah, and she can watch him in the mirror, now. Even better. ]

[ The second cuff is tightened with a sharp tug of the strap. ]

I'm inclined to latch these cuffs up on that hook.

[ His serious eyes shift from his work to the metal hook on the wall, meant for hanging all the clothes you intend to try on from. ]

Then I could browse the rest of the shop in peace.

[ The tug earns a groan beneath her breath, as it's quite tight, but oh so lovely. ]

You intend to surprise me with your selection, then? I do hope you'll know where to start.

Perhaps that is the only thing keeping me from doing so.

[ Instead, he shifts her around by her waist, getting her to face him. Once again, his eyes wander over every curve of her body, every ruffle of lace contrasted by each sharp line of leather. ]

I'd prefer to see exactly what you've got in mind.

[ Grell peers up at him beneath heavy lashes, a wicked little grin on her lips. She gives the shackles a sharp tug-- albeit with a fraction of their potential strength, but it's enough to get the metal to clank and leather to creak. ]

Oh, I've got a few things...

[ His own eyes narrow at the sight. He's half a mind to port them home now and take full advantage of her already being bound. But there may be more things they can put to use if he's patient. A bit reluctantly, he undoes her cuffs, leaving her free to redress. ]

They better be worth the wait.

[ She loosens them to slip her hands free, rolling her wrists idly-- and then clasps them together, before handing them to William. There's a confident tick of her brow when she responds. ]

Oh, I. sure of it.

[ The reaper picks up her coat, putting it on right over her new garments, harness included. ]

[ Just as Grell had done earlier, William removes the tag that hangs from the cuffs and holds it out to the employee, a silent command for him to add it to the other. The man opens his mouth the explain the store rules on wearing garments out, but is promptly ignored as William follows Grell along. ]

[ Feeling that it must be fairly obvious by now, she figures that William wont mind her taking his hand to halt him! ]

Hold on, darling, I found something for you, too! [ She gestures to that other mysterious garment she'd taken in with them, still up on its hanger. Remove your coat, darling♥?

[ Brow furrowing, William slowly removes his coat, an action that requires their hand holding to end just seconds after it began. ]

Do we need to return to the dressing room?

[ He's certainly not removing anything further without doing so. ]

[ Humming an affirmative, she nudges him back inside, to tug the curtain closed behind them. ]

If only to keep you to myself.

[ With a wink, she's already unfastening the garment, rounding to stand behind him. Slinging the straps over his shoulders, she reaches around to buckle it over his chest, and down to connect it to his trousers. ]

Mm♥. What do you think?

Not much different than suspenders, honestly.

[ Though he realizes it isn't meant to be worn over his clothing. He hums briefly. The garment doesn't do much for him, but he can see how Grell would like it. ]

I don't mind wearing for you. In the bedroom only.

[ Hands settling on his hips, she rests her chin on his shoulder while they both look into the mirror. ]

They're much sexier, though, aren't they? Even a bit fashionable, though risque~

[ Her hands wander up and along his stomach admiringly. ]

But what would make you feel sexy?

[ It takes him a bit to answer, his face even suggesting that he's perplexed by the question. ]

I've never thought of myself in such a way. So I honestly can't say.

[ Lips parted, Grell very nearly gasps. ]

You must be joking--

[ Standing upright, she closes her eyes, holding up a hand to stop herself for just a moment. ]

Okay, so, why don't you tell me what makes you feel like the best version of yourself, then? As in, you know, physically. What gives your confidence.

Having control over myself and situations I'm presented with.

[ Though, she asked for something physical, so he pauses, thinking how to translate the feeling into something visual. ]

Perhaps my posture or my hair being well kept.

[ The former response might not be what she asked for, but it does earn a lopsided smirk. It's not at all a surprise to her, and something she finds quite attractive, as well. Obviously. ]

Well, those qualities don't require any clothing at all. Not that I'm complaining~

[ He heaves a heavy sigh. ]

What were you hoping I'd say, then?

[ She kisses beneath his jaw, in an effort to deter some of that frustration, as she certainly isn't upset about it. ]

It's not that. We'll just have to revisit the topic later.

[ She reaches up to unfasten the strap over his chest. ]

For now, we'll find you all sorts of fun things for you to assert your dominance~

[ He assists her by unclasping the straps that attach to his trousers. ]

I believe I've done quite well with that, without the assistance of any items.

[ But that doesn't seem to make him any less interested. ]

[ She chuckles. ]

You certainly have~♥.

[ Slipping the garment off of his shoulders, she places it back on the hanger. ]

That doesn't mean you can't allow yourself a little fun with it, right?

[ Draping his coat over his forearm, he spins Grell around with the opposite hand before giving her a hard shove out of the dressing room. ]

Get on with it, then.

[ His loving way of saying yes! ]

--Hey!!

[ Her surprised squeak meshes with laughter, as she fights off the curtain tangled around her arm. Turning to shoot him a pointed look over her shoulder, it's accompanied by a smirk. ]

Fine, this way. [ And she's headed straight for the toys counter. ]

[ Giving her that shove was almost refreshing, after all the intimacy they've had the past few days. It calms him near immediately and he willingly follows after her to see what's on display. ]

[ It seems that she knew exactly what she wanted, and exactly where it was, as she drapes herself along the edge of the glass display case, chin in hand. ]

How do you fancy playing doctor?

[ Tapping to the glass, William will find her looking at a violet wand kit! ]

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