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]

[ 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! ]

[untodeath]

--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. ]

[death_glare]

[ 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. ]

[untodeath]

[ 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! ]

[death_glare]

[ William follows her gaze down to the box open for display. All sorts of glass tubes in various shapes line the case. William frowns. ]

Electrostimulation? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

[untodeath]

[ The reaction pulls a snicker from her. ]

Not at all♥. But if that is too much for you, we could always start out with the basics. [ There's an idle gesture to the wall behind the case, lined with whips, flogs, crops, paddles... ]

[death_glare]

[ Looking to the display behind them, he nods. ]

We'll certainly be getting a few of those. Honestly, that is a given.

[ He turns back, looking her straight in the eyes before glancing back to the case. ]

We can try it, I suppose.

[untodeath]

[ Grell stares right back, searching his eyes with curiosity and anticipation-- and upon approval, hops up with a gleeful clasp of her hands! ]

Excellent~! I'm quite sure you'll enjoy it!

[ Turning to grab onto his arm with a happy croon, she looks around thoughtfully. ]

Some oils would be fun, as well. We can take a look at those, after we sort these out. [ She absently gestures to said wall. ] Anything catch your eye?

[death_glare]

[ Taking her along, as he's certain she won't let go of him arm now that she's latched on, he approaches the wall. The ponders all this options before taking a long riding crop down from one of the pegs. He weighs it in his hand, twirling it smoothly around his fingers before making one sharp swipe of it down to his side. ]

Honestly, it's a pity I wasn't allowed to keep my scythe. That always worked perfectly to keep you in line.

[untodeath]

[ Watching him do so has her fingers finding into the fabric of his blazer just a bit tighter! She croons through her lopsided smile, looking over the prize he's picked out for himself. ]

Seems as though you'll make do, hn?

[death_glare]

I've never had any issues handling you before. I'm certain I will do perfectly fine.

[ He looks over the instrument again, nodding an approval of his choice. ]

Any, in particular, you're interested in?

[untodeath]

Good. I like a confident man.

[ Grell licks over her lips idly, as her eyes scan the wall. ]

Mn, I've already picked my toy out. Musn't get too carried away, just yet... We still have to build you a wardrobe.

[death_glare]

[ He eyes her a bit suspiciously. ]

A wardrobe here, or are you referring getting me more casual clothing?

[untodeath]

[ That gets her to snicker, as she guides him on over to the oils and lubricants. ]

The latter, silly man. Lest you think you can find something here that you would like, which I'm certainly not opposed to!

[death_glare]

You already have me buying that leather harness. I think that is more than enough.

[ For now. But he leaves that bit off. He follows along instead, a bit taken aback by how many choices there are, along with what some of them claim to do. ]

His and hers lubricants? That's quite the marketing ploy, honestly.

[untodeath]

Oh~? I'd though that you didn't want it. I suppose we'll get it, after all!

[ Grell chuckles, running her fingers along the shelves as she browses them. ]

They offer different sensations, and tend to mix well-- so I'm told.

[death_glare]

[ William gives her a look that says, keep quiet or we won't be getting the harness, after all. ]

I don't see why we need any. You enjoyed it perfectly well without.

[untodeath]

[ With a devious little look of her own, she picks up something simple. Unscented, unflavoured, but naturally warming. ]

Oh, I did, my darling. Still, you never know when you may need it. [ With a quirk of the brow, she hands it over to him. ] In any case, I thought I might give you a massage, after the hard work you put in♥.

[death_glare]

[ His eyes light up at the mention of a massage. Well... light up as in, he stops frowning, and un-narrows his eyes the slightest bit. ]

Alright. You've convinced me with that one. I'm almost concerned you're getting away with too much.

[untodeath]

[ That, in turn, gets Grell's face to brighten! There's very little that causes William to lighten up like that-- in fact, she doesn't believe he gave her that look when she'd said that she loved him!

That last though might have her features shift into annoyance briefly, as she passes him for the register. ]

Anything else you may want? Speak now, or~...

[death_glare]

We can always return.

[ A good sign! It means the idea of introducing toys to their intimate moments is beginning to appeal to him. ]

[untodeath]

[ And she certainly catches onto such, earning him a little grin over her shoulder. ]

Alright then. Let's be on our way, so we can finish with errands and resume our romantic evening♥.

[death_glare]

[ Taking the bags, William nods, waiting until they've left the store before tucking their purchases away in that handy timeless dimension of theirs. ]

I assume you already have stores in mind.

[untodeath]

[ Clasping her hands with excitement, she bends at the waist just so while pressing them to her chest. ]

Oh, certainly. You'll be the most handsomely dressed man of the afterlife! Ronnie wild be jealous.

[death_glare]

[ Shaking his head slightly, he makes a motion with his hand to keep moving (holding back from shoving her again, at least for the moment!) ]

Not that many others will be seeing me with my new attire.

[ He already had the bare minimum when it came to social interaction, most of it consisting of Dispatch dragging him to local pubs on the rare occasions they clocked out on time. ]