thedispatch | Forgiven

[ Burying her face, Grell very nearly sobs into the mattress. Her hands search to find William's wrists, to hold as he grips onto their fastenings. It will take her a moment to respond, understandably! ]

You... [ She swallows hard, cheek settling more comfortably against the bed. ] You lacked passion, but. I think you've found it... don't you?

In an intimacy sense, perhaps.

[ Perhaps as proof of that, he releases her restraints to take those straining hands. He holds fast, fingers threading with her's best they can, given their positioning.

But he doesn't let up. The muffled cries into the bedding are far too arousing for him to even consider giving her a moment's rest. Instead, thrusts are coming in sharp juts of his hips, attempting to overstimulate her as much as she can take. ]

[ Taking her hands like so might bring her the most pleasure of all - and as it is, the stimulation is becoming all too much, indeed. She desperately takes his hands, struggling to stay solid on her knees. ]

I-- I'm going to--... if you don't stop.... W-Will... [ Her words are hasty between heavy breaths and the sweetest moans. ]

Is that a plea for me to stop, then?

[ Teasing, of course, cause he hasn't hesitated in his moments, even in the slightest. ]

[ Grell only hesitates for a breath before she's frantically shaking her head. Climax is too close for her, now, and she doesn't have the self control that William does. ]

Please don't!

[ Her voice hitches, just before her shoulders tense, breath catching for the briefest moment before she exhales a cascade of euphoric groans. In this moment, she can't help but give into her cravings, using the leverage of their entwined hands to rock back hard against him until she's thoroughly expired. ]

[ Feeling her tighten and tremble around him has him letting on a groan he didn't realize he'd been holding in. Once he's certain she's climaxed, he slows his own movements, allowing her to ride out the remainder of her orgasm at her own pace. It allows him to focus on the movement of her hips and how warm and deep she feels around him. ]

[ Lashes heavy, she heaves a satisfied sigh as her cheek nuzzles into the bedding. ]

Will, I want to kiss you... [ Though, she hums pleasurably as she softly continues to roll her hips back against his cock. ] Can you help me?

[ Her request throws his concentration off slightly, delaying the orgasm that he felt was nearly there. It has him huffing through his nose. But considering her words, he decides to undo her cuffs. ]

Flip over.

[ It isn't that she wished to delay his pleasure, but he did want her to voice her desires...! Hopefully, he'll find it rewarding, in the end. She certainly finds that huff to be adorably attractive.

With a trembling sigh, she pulls off of him, so that she may push herself up and turn beneath him. She readjusts the thong of her suit while settling over his thighs just right, taking his cock in her hand to stroke as she positions him to take her. With a heady sigh, she slips her hand behind his neck, then, coaxing him into a kiss as she lays back. ]

[ And he's certainly got a frown on his face as she pulls closer. But that doesn't mean he's resisting, at all. Planting a hand down on either side of her head, he leans in to kiss her. And while he does so, he slowly reenters her. It gets a pleased hum to sound as their lips touch. Seems his sudden grouchy mood is gone as quickly as it arrived. ]

[ While the grumping is irresistibly adorable, being capable of turning it around so quickly is what leaves her heart fluttering in her chest. Paired with his kisses, and the entwining of their bodies, she feels true euphoria.

A sharp inhale sounds through her nostrils as she feels him, and once he's fully encased himself within her, she briefly parts from his lips to bow her head away, seemingly embarrassed by the erratic tremor of her breath. But it's merely that, a moment, before she's unable to resist him, and shyly nuzzles the tip of her nose along his while craning in for another kiss - and another. ]

[ There's no time to react to the nuzzling, seeing as she moved so quickly to kissing him again. Oh, also the fact that he's quickly returning to that high point Grell interrupted moments before. Even if he's barely begun to move again, he can feel that tingling rush just aching to catch up and take hold of him. It has him groaning against her lips. ]

[ The reaper certainly doesn't mind. In fact, she's coaxing him further, planting one hand against the bed to give her leverage whilst rocking herself into him more feverishly. One hand still stays on him, running its fingers into his hair as she moans right back; meek but also lewd, the way she's also dashing her tongue between his lips. ]

[ Any contact her tongue makes with his is entirely her doing. He's far too distracted to put thought into anything other than how her body feels around his cock. In fact, there's only a few more rocks of her hips before he's giving an even deeper groan than before, body tensing with short tremors. ]

[ Grell is content with leading the kiss for the moment, pausing only with a gasp upon bringing him to completion. ]

Nn... So warm...

[ She whispers against his lips. Only once he seems to have exhausted does she slow her hips to a slow and gradual roll, then easing back onto the mattress. ]

[ As everything slows he lets out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. His eyes open and he's immediately grateful that his eyesight has been completely restored. ]

You look amazingly beautiful, right now.

[ The words come from him before he can think about it and it gets him to pause. Since when did he get so romantic? ]

[ Grell blinks up at him, wide-eyed and flushed, a hand grazing her chest - and she isn't even acting, this time! It's not something that she would have expected to hear, is all...

The corners of the lips twinge into a flustered little smile, as her hands raise to cup his cheeks. Realizing that she's completely speechless, she'll crane up to kiss him once more - a form of appreciation that does not require words! ]

[ When they finally part from their kiss, William's brows furrow. Though more in a perplexed manner than angry. ]

I think becoming an angel is starting to have an effect on my actions.

[ He's not taking back his complement, but even he knows the words were completely uncharacteristic of him. At least Grell can have confidence knowing that William isn't one to lie. ]

[ Yes, she won't doubt him at all, in that sense! She merely chuckles, while idly tracing her fingers along his cheek. ]

It's having an effect on me, too; I rather love it. [ Her characteristic lopsided grin pulls at her lips. ]

[ He shakes his head, pushing himself up enough to pull free of her. A washcloth he'd tucked by the nightstand earlier is fetched and he makes to clean himself up. ]

Seems your act of timidness has ended.

What, missing it already?

[ Curiously watching him, she stretches out, digging her hands in her hair to simply bask in the moment with a content sigh. ]

I certainly can't deny that I enjoyed it.

[ Folding the cloth in his hands, he shifts Grell's legs so he may tidy her up, as well. They'll need a shower, of course, but it works well enough while they collect themselves. ]

I might've guessed.

[ Her amused breath drawls into a deep, pleasured inhale as he cares for her. ]

We would've got on well, back in our human days.

Perhaps.

[ He hums thoughtfully. ]

It leaves me to wonder if we had ever crossed paths.

[ That also gets her to hum. Grell pushes herself up onto her hands. ]

I think I would've remembered you, handsome.

[ She teasingly coos those words whilst leaning in for a kiss. ]

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