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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[untodeath]

Oh, yes. It could be for many reasons. To ease guilt, save face, satiate one's own ego...

[ The touch has her lids drooping, lips barely parting with a sweet sigh. It feels truly amazing - his touch, and to be loved in such a way. ]

Forgive me, my love. I'd thought that you'd merely felt-- responsible, and perhaps pressed to take what was a quickly fleeting chance. Not that I loved you any less for it, mind!

[death_glare]

I did feel responsible. But I didn't return merely to apologise and make myself feel better about how I'd treated the three of you. I wanted to see you truly happy, and allow myself to be, as well.

[ His fingers pause briefly in their slow circular motions. ]

I suppose that is selfish, in a sense.

[untodeath]

As love itself can be.

[ Having been idly threading her fingers through his hair, she stops to hold herself still, gazing into his eyes while she takes in the moment. ]

It mas an ignorant assumption.

[death_glare]

[ He hums, nodding slightly at her first comment. ]

Then I will make the selfish request that you continue playing with my hair.

[untodeath]

[ She happily obliges, nails carefully raking against his scalp as she leans in to chuckle against his lips. ]

For the record, I do enjoy a selfish lover. [ And there's a kiss. ]

[death_glare]

I will keep that in mind.

[ As their kiss parts, he resumes massaging her, increasing the pressure just enough to thread that line between comfort and enjoyable pain - which is probably still to gentle for Grell! ]

[untodeath]

[ Even so, it's enough to spark some excitement. It's merely a fraction of the strength behind those hands, masculine, and yet, astoundingly soft! Her fingers entangle in his mussed hair as she hums with delight. ]

And here I thought you were tired.

[death_glare]

I'm simply rubbing your hips. That's hardly exhausting.

[ Then as if his body wanted to prove his earlier claim, he suddenly gives an unexpected yawn. The involuntary action is somehow more showing of how comfortable he's become in Grell's presence. ]

[untodeath]

--Oh.

[ Giggling, she encircles an arm behind his head, easing him back to rest against it. ]

Well, it's making me want to exchange in tongues, and that would be dreadfully difficult with all of this-- [ She playfully gestures to his post-yawn mouth with a roll of the wrist.]-- happening.

[death_glare]

I didn't yawn on purpose.

[ Yet, she's right. The yawning is not helping in the progression of the evening's romance. And there's another one almost immediately after he's done speaking. ]

[untodeath]

[ Pressing her fingertips to her lips, she keeps herself from laughing again, but the amusement still carries on her breath. ]

My poor, sleepy darling.

[ She leans in to peck his lips, once closed! ]

Would you like for me to take care of you? Mm♥?

[death_glare]

I won't argue against it.

[ Even though she's giggling at him, he finds it hard to be irritated in the moment. Instead, his eyes drift closed and his hands move to wrap around her back, sliding up the camisole. ]

[untodeath]

[ Nuzzling him, she breathes a deeply content breath. ]

I think I know just the thing...

[ Kissing his cheek, the hook of his jaw, and down his neck, her palm runs firmly over his chest, and down his front. ]

[death_glare]

[ Fairly certain that he knows what Grell has in mind, he allows her to do as she pleases. His attention to the soft skin of her back lingers on, running the pads of his fingers along her spine, then caressing her shoulders. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell purrs against his skin, teeth dragging along just so before she swathes it with a roll of the tongue.

Her fingers dip below the waist of his pajamas, and tease low along his abdomen. ]

[death_glare]

[ Should she keep exploring, she'll find that he's already half hard and not at all hesitant to continue. In fact, he'll even urge her hand to drift further down his trousers with a tight grip at her wrist. ]

[untodeath]

[ While she certainly doesn't fight it, the gesture does earn a chuckle. ]

Impatient, are we~? [ Her fingers tease the length of his cock before taking a firm hold of it. ] It's all gratification tonight, love.

[death_glare]

[ He answers her first question by resting his hand over hers and guiding it up and down along his shaft. ]

Has it not been that way since I returned?

[untodeath]

[ With a breathy laugh, she cranes in for a kiss. ]

No. To say it's been euphoria would be closer to the truth.

[ Darting her tongue between his, she kisses him once more - and then, she shifts to back off of his lap, pushing one of his knees further aside so that she may nestle down between his legs, licking over her lips. ]

[death_glare]

[ Ah, just as he suspected. He obliges, giving her plenty of room to do her job properly. And as her tongue traces her lips, he reaches down to slowly run his fingers through the crimson strands that tease at covering her full face from his view. ]

How am I ever to improve upon that?

[untodeath]

[ Grell watches him under heavy lashes, humming while considering the question - and yet, she wastes no time, dragging her tongue from the base of his cock to its tip. The kiss she leaves there is almost tender. ]

As if I'd ever become bored of you.

[ She takes him into her mouth, then, closing her eyes with a satisfied little groan, as though he's the finest confection she could indulge in! ]

[death_glare]

[ With a heavy, satisfied sigh, William allows himself to fully relax against the couch. Though his eyes have drifted shut, his fingers continue to idly play through her hair. It's the first time he's really thought on just how soft it is, having grown so used to forcefully grabbing handfuls of it out of anger or, now, lust. ]

I don't believe I could ever do the same of you.

[untodeath]

[ First taking all of him, nice and slow, she must urge her throat to relax, and having her hair petted through certainly helps her do just that. It's then that she sets pace, gentle but unforgiving.

His words, however, bring about a snicker. She must pull back to reply, although she takes the opportunity to swirl her tongue about the head of his cock.]

My, how reassuring that sounds.

[death_glare]

[ Despite the pleasurable attention she's giving his member, William still manages to keep his voice as stern as always. ]

You are far too erratic. As irritating as it can be, it is something that kept me afloat.

[untodeath]

Oh~?

[ Tilting her head, she trails wet kisses along his shaft during every pause of speech. ]

You prefer tumultuous waves to still water, then, I see... Don't worry, before allowing you to sink, I'd most certainly go down with you.