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]

We both decided it would be best to put that part of our relationship behind us. It's saddening, yes, but part of being forgiven was coming to terms with everything that had happened. She just wanted to see me happy again, and from watching over me these years, saw that you were someone who could "balance me out", I believe is how she phrased it.

[ He dips the one leg back under the water and lifts the other. ]

And you certainly are my polar opposite.

[untodeath]

[ Grell's shoulders rise and fall with a sigh, the slightest flutter to her breath. A smile twinges at her lips, as her hands encase William's ankle, and begin to swathe the skin. ]

I can't say that I've ever had someone's blessing before.

[ It's a lot to take in, but there's nothing to particularly be upset about. William's moved on, in every sense of the word. In fact, Everything she's been told only bodes well for their relationship. ]

[death_glare]

I wouldn't think that'd be something you'd need, being the rebellious type that you are.

[ She's taken this news of him formerly having a wife much better than he'd expected her to. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a chuckle, the redhead's gaze rises to meet his. ]

Oh, it isn't. It feels a bit... [ A thoughtful hum. ] Odd, I should say.

[ Outreaching a hand to him, now that he's only a few places left to watch, she curls her fingers inward insistingly. ]

Stand.

[ And as she waits for him to do so, she find her mind wandering. ]

So, your relationship with your wife... Is that what led to your passing?

[death_glare]

[ Hoisting himself up by the sides of the tub, he then shakes a bit of the water from his arms. ]

The start of it. We divorced, and shortly after she passed away. [ He's silent for a spell. ] It was after our daughter passed, as well, that I took my own life.

[untodeath]

[ Grell's breath catches hard, almost painful in her chest. She's nearly sorry that she'd asked - or perhaps she is - as it's shattered her heart. How is she supposed to enjoy the view now?

Even so, she reaches forward to take hold of his hips, ensuring that his footing is solid, before she begins to wash over his lower abdomen. ]

Will, I--... [ Inhaling, she shakes her head. ] What happened?

[death_glare]

A demon.

[ As monotone as it comes out, you can still hear the pure hatred in the words. He may have accepted that he lost her, and that it wasn't his fault, but that disgust for demons won't ever leave. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a knit of her brows, she struggles to find something to say. Finally, she can understand why he'd taken his disdain of demons further than the rest. But she also can't fathom what it would be like to have a child, then to lose them... Primarily, because she can never hope to. Would it bother him that she'll never be able to fulfill the role of a mother, no less be an acceptable partner for him in the public's eyes? If her thought his relationship with his wife wasn't easy... ]

I'm sorry. I'll-- never know how painful that must have been for you.

[death_glare]

But you do. We both ended up in the same place, just with different routes taking us there.

[ He frowns at himself. When did he start being so philosophical about things? Must be the angel part of him speaking. ]

Those final few moments of desperation and defeat were the same.

[untodeath]

[ There's a twinge to her lips-- an effort at a smile. ]

Perhaps. It just seems far more cruel, giving someone the world, only to tear it away... Never knowing that love may have been better.

[ And yet, William is doing his best to comfort her, she realises. That has her shaking off the though, looking up at him to offer a better smile for him. ]

[death_glare]

It's best not to dwell on it. I've learned that much.

[ Even if he's stabilized himself on the topic, having another there to listen and sympathize helps keep that going. He takes Grell's hand, holding it and acknowledging her smile with a nod of his head. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell draws his hand near, to press a kiss to his wrist. ]

Mn. There's much to be grateful for, now.

[death_glare]

Yes, you best be grateful for everything that's happened these past two days.

[ Hey, he needed to get a cold comment in there. He was starting to feel a bit too mushy! Still, he's grateful that he's made the right decision. ]

[untodeath]

[ Ah, that gets an amused breath from her! Yes, this is much more familiar. ]

Trust me, I intend to prove it in every fashion I may.

[ As though to prove it, she gently slips her hand free, so that she may shift it to his buttocks, intending to do a very proper job of cleansing it! ]

[death_glare]

[ Enjoy the feel and sight of zero butt! ]

Then hurry up with this one. This bath has made me even more tired.

[untodeath]

[ Exhaling between pressed lips, she glides her fingers down between his cheeks, having no shame at teasing at his entrance just the slightest, before moving on to his taint, and then his scrotum. ]

Well, that was the point, but you can't rush the process.

[death_glare]

[ He can't help tensing slightly when he fingers graze along his entrance. That's something he's never experienced with someone, but he doesn't pull away or protest it. ]

I would be in here all night if you had it your way, I'm sure.

[untodeath]

There are a few entertaining things I could do to you, here.

[ Grell had expected the protest, but finds herself pleasantly surprised to discover otherwise! She glances up at him with devious intrigue-- but mentally notes that would likely be best saved for another night.

Perhaps lucky for him, all that's left is his cock, really. Dipping her hands into the water to rinse them, she leaves the washcloth for this one, instead lathering soap between her palms, before taking his length into both hands - one to cup, as the other washes. ]

But, we've got plenty of time for that later.

[death_glare]

Maybe.

[ He states it firmly so she understands that is in no way a definite yes.

He had been fairly flaccid during his bath but he harden just a bit as she cleans cock. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell's hands still so that she may give him a look with a pointedly quilted brow! ]

What's that supposed to mean? That you'll keep running, despite the conversation we just shared? Or do you plan on going somewhere?

[death_glare]

[ a loud huff and he gives her a good punch to the top of her head. A risky thing to do when she's holding onto his dick. ]

No you imbecile. I was referring to you touching me in that area.

[untodeath]

[ Thankfully for him, Grell just flinches back, hands hovering over her head-- because she can't very well hold it, that would get soap in her hair!! ]

That's what I mean, Will! [ Her quip takes up a pouty tone. ] You'll consider pushing me away again, right?!

[death_glare]

Having minimal sexual interest in having my asshole played with does not mean I'm pushing you away.

[ Well there's a sentence he never envisioned himself saying. ]

Besides, I said maybe.

[untodeath]

[ Grell eases with a blink. ]

Oh.

[ Her cheeks tint. ]

I thought you meant... you know. In general.

[death_glare]

I'm standing naked in your bathtub letting you wash my cock. If I were leaving I'd be out the door by now.

[ Shaking his head at how dramatic she is, he squats down to rinse himself off. ]