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. ]

Comments

[death_glare]

It's still such an odd sight to me. But, I like the contrast. Almost like it shouldn't be so.

[ He makes eye contact in the mirror, once more. ]

Much like a reaper and an angel.

[untodeath]

[ Straightening up just so, her fingers lace together atop her knees. Cheeks rosy, she smiles. ]

Is that a bit of romance I hear♥?

[death_glare]

If that's what you care to look at it as.

[ Difficult, as always. The wings flutter, perhaps scolding him for holding back, but he quickly dismisses them. ]

[untodeath]

[ Finding strength in her legs once more, she steps forward to close the distance between them. Knuckles grazing his cheek, she looks upon that ethereal skin, to the transcendent hue of his eyes. ]

I'm content to call this whatever you want, so long as you continue to pamper me with it. [ Her hands carefully trace about his neck and over his collar, so that her arms may settle over his shoulders. ] Hearing those words, I feel as though... everything else is just so distant. Small, and insignificant, in perspective to our love and all it has overcome.

[death_glare]

[ His normally stern face softens, just so. Winding his arms around her middle, he pulls her up against him. ]

Nothing else much matters anymore. Which sounds romantic, yes, I know. Honestly, you and this new identity have ruined me.

[untodeath]

[ Looking between his eyes, she can only be described as lost in his gaze. Nearly breathless, her features untouched by their typical facade. ]

It's a beautiful sort of destruction, isn't it?

[death_glare]

Hmm.

[ It's a hum that's partially agreement, partially thoughtful. But whatever his real answer to that is, he's leaning in to take her lips in a long, meaningful kiss. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell simply melts into it, arms folding about his shoulders while her weight leans into him, sighing contently into their kiss before reciprocating in full. Only once her part does she stay close, lashes lingering heavy over her cheeks as she nuzzles close. ]

Promise me this won't end.

[death_glare]

I've done so already. But if you need to hear it, once more, then I promise you.

[ There's another lengthy kiss before he's slowly parting their bodies. They did come here on a mission, after all. ]

[untodeath]

[ With some effort, Grell manages to release him, arms settling across her hips with a sigh. ]

Goodness, I'd rather take you home than be shopping. What have you done to me...

[death_glare]

Nothing intentional. That is all on you.

[ With a final look over in the mirror he's settled on a yes for the purchase. Even the red tie! ]

[untodeath]

[ Once he says so, Grell squeals with joy, reaching out to cup his face and kiss his cheek.

Before he removes the garments, she fetches the tailor for measurements to ensure that his jacket and trousers perfectly accentuate his form. Thus, they only leave with the under most garments for the time being. Grell purchases the cuff links for him, claiming that she may be borrowing them from time to time.

From there, they go on to purchase his day-to-day outfits, and leisure wear. ]

You know, you're surprisingly more agreeable to shop with than Ronnie! [ Leaning into his arm, she briefly rests her head against his shoulder. ] I'm having so much fun♥~

[death_glare]

[ Surprisingly pleased with their finds, William is even more optimistic about Grell's taste in men's wear. Aside from a few eyebrow raising items, he finds himself liking most of the items she picks for him. ]

Did Knox willingly agree to this or did he owe you something?

[ He shuffles the bags around in his free arm before coming to his senses and whisking them off into hammerspace. ]

[untodeath]

[ Shooting him a playfully scolding look, she sniffs! ]

It was mutually beneficial. I gave solid input on how to impress the ladies, he held my bags!

[death_glare]

[ There's a huff as he realises he was falling into that role only moments before. ]

So who do you dress to impress?

[untodeath]

[ Standing herself more upright, her eyes search the clouds as she works that out in her mind! ]

Well, I've got to keep myself looking cute for you, obviously-- and I quite enjoy the idea of making ladies and gents seethe with jealousy from afar~

[death_glare]

[ A fairly expected answer. He's quiet for a beat as if mulling something over. ]

There was an outfit you wore to the work Christmas party quite a few years ago that caught my attention.

[ Must have been nice if he still remembers it! ]

[untodeath]

[ Brows raised, she tilts her head to look at him curiously!! ]

Really! Which one was it? [ She's just hugging his arm with excitement and anticipation! ]

[death_glare]

Maybe in '57... I can't quite recall the year.

[ He thinks on it a moment longer before deciding it's not that important. ]

Long and red, of course. I thought it was a gown until I realized the bottom portion were trousers. Honestly, I dont know what you would call that. But the front came down in a V.

[ He demonstrates with his free hand, drawing a line from his outer shoulder down to mid chest height. ]

[untodeath]

[ It's when he mentions the plunging neckline that the mental image clicks into place, and her face perks with recollection. ]

Oh, how could I forget that ensemble, with all the scolding I received! [ She snerks. ] But you remembering such a thing, I must say, makes me-- quite happy, actually!

[death_glare]

Honestly, it may have been the first time I'd found myself aware of my sexual attraction to you.

[untodeath]

[ With an excited gasp, her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt! ]

Did you get tipsy to blame it on the alcohol? [ She leans in nearer, voice quieter, huskier. ] Pleasure yourself at the party?

[death_glare]

Of course not. I have far more public decency than that.

[ He sounds almost offended that she'd suggest that of him. ]

I simply ignored it. A bad decision, in retrospect.

[untodeath]

[ The redhead pouts in disappointment. ]

Indeed. Set us back another forty-five years.

[death_glare]

Do not pull that face. I am here with you now, am I not? And I could have kept that thought to myself.