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's eyes had been closed, enjoying the warm, wet feeling of her lips trailing along his cock. But, at her words, he opens them just enough to give her a scolding glance. ]

That is not permission to go wreak havoc around London, again.

[untodeath]

[ A purr, as she drags her tongue along its underside. ]

Perhaps not, but it does seem to me that it is a suggestion~

[death_glare]

Absolutely not.

[ Stern, yes, but he does pause just at the end to take in a slow breath. Even with such a simple motion of her tongue, he can feel his nerves coming alight. ]

[untodeath]

Don't worry, love, I'll be saving all that trouble for those pesky demons.

[ Don't think she's forgotten already! ]

And~ for you♥. [ Voice husky with lust, the redhead nearly growls her words before taking his cock in full once more. She's teased him enough; he's tired, and she's promised to care for him!

Her hands slide beneath his thighs, along the sides of his ass, and grips firmly, low on his hips, thumbs kneading along the concave of their bones. ]

[death_glare]

[ That bloodlust in her voice had never aroused him before now. It was more a warning for a mess he was sure to have to clean up after. Now, it has a pulse running down the length of his cock. The hand, which had been gently petting through her hair, now takes a firmer grip. The second joins in, taking hold of a few ginger locks. He isn't quite forcing the movements of her head, but he's certainly keeping her from pulling off of him. ]

[untodeath]

[ Such coaxes a groan out of her. The petting felt delightful, comforting, but the gentle tugs at her scalp as she bobs her head, and the rush that such assertiveness brings, feels just as nice! Her motions take on more enthusiasm, positively hungry for his cock. ]