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]

[ William silently gets up, leaving the room for a minute before returning with two more towels. These are slightly hotter than the first, especially with the original one quickly losing its warmth. He drapes them over her lower back, and the larger one across her hips, wrapping it neatly around her to cover from side to side. ]

Unfortunately they don't seem to stay warm for long.

[untodeath]

[ Her kids flutter to a close with the most content smile. When she responds, it's lighter, airier. ]

Oh, that's alright, my love.. it's quite nice while it lasts...

[death_glare]

[ While she basks in the warmth, William leans back against the couch. ]

Now that that fantasy of yours has been fulfilled, what else have you dreamt of over the years?

[untodeath]

[ That gets her to crack an eye open to peek at him, grinning. ]

Well, now, you really do intend to spoil me, don't you~? [ She closes her eyes with a contemplative hum, as she thinks back. ] Are you feeling romantic -- or wretched?

[death_glare]

Considering the state you're in at the moment, I think romantic would be the better option.

[ Plus with the blankets and the fire, it all begs for romance. ]

[untodeath]

[ That gets some laughter out of the reaper. ]

It might've been polite to mention the ambience, instead! [ Tucking her wrists beneath her cheek, she props herself in just a way to look at him. ] It's a good thing that I prefer naughty angels.

[death_glare]

Looking out for your well-being is polite.

[ Though now it looks like he's holding back the urge to smack her. ]

[untodeath]

[ And she's just batting her lashes at him! ]

Well, in any case, I might think that long past dreams pale in comparison to what we truly have. [ Her features soften just so. ] Dare I say, the dreams to focus on should involve our plans for the future♥?

[death_glare]

So tell me of that, then. Aside from marriage, a home and the potential expansion of a family, fate permitting.

[ He'd shaken his head at her flirtatious lash fluttering, but now he's relaxed once more, watching as the fire dances in the hearth. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell sighs happily just at hearing it! ]

Well... Permitting that you enjoy violin as much as you once did, perhaps we could find somewhere close enough to the city that you won't need to travel far to play.

[death_glare]

Are you expecting me to become part of an orchestra? I thought I would simply play leisurely, for our own enjoyment.

[untodeath]

Oh~? Well, if that's where your heart tells you to be, I certainly wouldn't mind keeping you all for myself. [ The towels are losing their heat by now, and she finds herself fidgeting just so, legs swaying. ] I also think it might be good for you to go out and play for the public, now and then. Perhaps not for an orchestra, it could be in the park whilst the little ones feed the pigeons for you, mn? The point is, you must always challenge yourself to stay most content!

[death_glare]

[ Despite him not even frowning, at the moment, the mention of kids feeding the pigeons has his features softening to a saddened smile. ]

Perhaps I would like that.

[ But then he snaps out of it as he notices her fidgeting. Assuming it must be the towels he removes them from her and replaces her undergarment how they were. ]

[untodeath]

[ Watching him fondly as he assists her, her shoulders rise as she braves the cool air without said towels! ]

Thank you, my darling~ [ Rolling onto her back, she outstretches her arms; a silent request to join her! ] What else might you like?

[death_glare]

[ If he'd felt a bit silly sitting on the floor, it's even worse laying down on it. But still, he finds himself easing onto his back beside her. ]

We may have said this before, but seeing some more of the world is something we should put on the list.

[untodeath]

[ Excuse you, Will - it's on the floor, on top of blankets! In front of the fireplace! It's entirely different.

Since he's missed the point of cuddling, she'll just have to move his arm and roll over next to him. Her cold back is still facing the fire, at least. ]

Mm, absolutely. Experience the world's pleasures before settling down, hn~♥?

[death_glare]

[ He's not at all surprised that she couldn't wait a mere moment before clinging to him. But putting her arm around her shoulder doesn't help that at all, anyway. ]

Are we not settled down now?

[untodeath]

Darling, we've only just begun.

[ She traces her fingers along his jaw with a grin! ]

We've all these ideas for exciting sexual escapades, things to do, places to go~... While you're the one that I know I'll spend eternity with, I don't know I'd consider that settled.

[death_glare]

That sounds settled to me. Which doesn't mean we can't experience all of those things, anyway.

[ The glow of the fire highlighting her face has him leaning in to give her a brief kiss. ]

[untodeath]

[ Lids falling with a sweetened breath, she returns his kiss. ]

Mm. I suppose you're right. [ And another. ] I think I prefer your view.

[death_glare]

[ He allows her to pepper him with kisses, simply enjoying the comfortable moment. If he's not careful he may very well drift off to sleep right here on the floor. Though, that probably wouldn't bode well for his back. ]

[untodeath]

[ Nestling down against his collar, she rests a hand over his chest-- but she isn't prepared to stop talking just yet! ]

So, we could pick a country to tour over a week, every six months or so... Oh, why don't we take holiday somewhere romantic for Christmas!! Perhaps Paris, hn?

[death_glare]

[ Her words rouse him from where he was slowly drifting off. And the absurd idea isn't something worth it! ]

Do you honestly believe they are going to allow you a Christmas vacation after all the trouble you caused?

[untodeath]

[ Grell's lips part to speak-- but then his words hit her, and with a breath, she takes pause. Then furrows her brow - and then, looks down! ]

I thought only field agents worked holiday, but I suppose the bastards are going to keep me to tidy up after the Christmas Eve party, aren't they...

[death_glare]

As well as the New Year's party, I'm sure.

[ He certainly would, if he were still in charge. But without that responsibility, he's a bit disappointed, too. That idea was certainly an appealing one. ]