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William dropped down from his horse. It had been a long ride - from London straight down to the southern coast of England. But he'd barely stopped, only doing so when his horse refused to go further without rest and water. But each time, William did little more than tap his foot anxiously, trying to focus on anything but his thoughts of what happened the day before.

But now that he'd arrived, there was nothing else to distract him. The horse was forgotten as he walked towards where the English Channel extended out to what seemed like eternity. With the thick fog of the early morning, there was no telling just what was out there. William's breath was shaky as his gaze then drifted down. Beachy Head, a beautiful site for some, with the tall cliff towering over the shore line below. But for him, this day, it was his enemy - or perhaps his closes friend. Whichever the case, he was terrified.

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Ah.

[ He watches as his hands are slowly slid up her thighs. ]

Honestly, I have very little experience with this. I will admit to being a tad nervous.

[ He doesn't want to say that part of it is because of her male form. That could be misinterpreted and he'd rather not make her uncomfortable when she's suddenly gained so much confidence. ]

[ The response is a gentle hum of understanding - but even so, she doesn't halt their hands, just draw them along more slowly. ]

We could wait, if you'd like.

[ To be especially sure, she rides his hands over her hips, and down to grab her ass with a squeeze. With all that fabric draping, it still hides her most intimate areas, though. There isn't too much to take in at once, at least.

Her face is nearly too warm to handle, her chin tips down with a press of her lips. ]

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I would rather we take things slow.

[ He follows her silent instruction to grip at her behind, regardless. ]

A bit of a snog before bed.

[ With a nod, she leans in to softly kiss his lips. ]

I'm sorry. Though I wanted to see you content, I'd somehow forgotten that you aren't like the other men I've known.

[ She shifts to move off his lap, though she pulls at his hip, requesting he roll onto his side to face her. ]

Your heart is genuine.

[ And she certainly approves, if the nuzzle that she gives him says anything! ]

[ He follows suit, rolling to his side and allowing his arm to drape over waist. ]

You've been used in the past, I take it.

[ With a regretful little noise, she realises that she may have said the wrong thing. Talking about other men in bed, how inappropriate!! Her brows knit fretfully. ]

I'm sorry, that was--... ah... I've really made a mess of things...

You've done nothing of the sort.

[ His brow knits together and he blinks, a bit perplexed. ]

If anything, I feel as though I've disappointed you with wanting to wait.

[ Well, now she's confused. ]

So I wasn't making you uncomfortable by being so forward...? Or--

[ A small right of relief, though it may come across as a huff! ]

You couldn't disappoint me, Will

[ William takes a thoughtful breath before shaking his head. ]

Let's take a moment to discuss just what we're both expecting from this relationship. Since we seem to be confusing one another.

[ A tilt of the head. ]

Ah... alright, you first, then...

You already know that I will stay by your side and protect you from being hurt anymore. I want you to be happy, and I realise now that opening up myself to you will do that. It will help me, too.

[ He pauses for a moment, thinking those words over. ]

Showing emotion is not something I'm very good at, but it seems to come so much more naturally with you. I want that to continue. I want to see you smile everyday when I wake up beside you.

[ Oh gosh, now he's sounding mushy. He clears his throat, awkwardly. ]

See. That's precisely what I'm speaking of. Honestly, I can't recall ever saying something so romantic until now.

[ Watching his features as he speaks, it's clear that his words mean the world to her. The way she looks at him holds nothing but deep admiration, her breath fluttering as she sighs, features softening into a smile. ]

Clearly, we want the same things for one another. Perhaps we simply need to stop holding back.

[ She shifts a bit closer, hand cupping beneath his cheek. ]

You're well on your way, now. It's just me that must stop overthinking.

Then tell me what you're thinking now. What do you want from our relationship?

[ The arm draped around her middle pulls her a tad closer. ]

You.

[ An edge of her smile pulls wider with a chuckle on her breath. ]

In these past months since knowing you, I've lived more than I had decades prior. I've learnt of happiness, acceptance, safety, love-- and I only wish to do the same for you.

[ Touching their noses lightly, her lashes hang low over her eyes, gaze adoringly searching those blue eyes of his. ]

There's nothing I would give you. Nothing I wouldn't do to see you safe. All I need is you.

Then there's no more confusion to be had. We both desire the same.

[ As she's already so close, he barely has to lean in to touch his lips to hers. Short but soft kisses ensue, every so often one being accompanied by a content hum. ]

[ Ah, this is much simpler, yet it feels like so much more! Those soft embraces of their lips have her relaxing wholly in his arms, and while the first hum earns something of a giggle, she finds herself doing the same not long after, amongst sweetened sighs. Soon, she begins to play her hands along his cheeks and through his hair. ]

[ Eventually, William pulls back from their kisses just long enough to speak. ]

I never thought this would be the case, but I quite like it when you play with my hair.

[ Leaning forward, she's smiling, chuckling against his lips while making a point of combing her fingers through his locks all the more. ]

Because you're so particular about it? Don't think I haven't noticed.

I have to look professional for my job. I can't go into work with my hair mussed.

[ Defending himself while they're in this intimate embrace just proves Grell's point more. ]

We'll just have to wait until I welcome you home then.

[ Raking her nails along the hair at the nape of his neck, she pecks him lovingly, amusement on her breath! ]

I may agree to that.

[ If it will keep him in this relaxed mood, he certainly won't object. ]

Mm, I hope so.

[ Smooch! ]

As long as it should please you, I'll see to it that our time together is never wasted.

I don't believe any of it has been, thus far.

[ He allows her to kiss him with her gentle pecks, meanwhile his fingers have begun to idly play with the longer strands of her hair, as well. ]

Certainly not.

[ Sighing a gentle vein against his lips, she just about melts under his touch. After having her hair pinned meticulously against her scalp all day, it feels like a bit of heaven. ]

You enjoy that, as well?

[ Not very surprised by the fact, he's more curious on the matter. Rubbing at one's scalp seems like it'd be far more appealing than merely toying with the delicate ends. Still, he threads his fingers through a larger portion of it, amazed by just how soft the red strands are. ]