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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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Very well.

[ Finding his way out of her grasp, he shifts the blankets from them. There isn't much to remove, as she's simply in a sleeping gown, but he makes certain to carefully pull it over her head, tossing it to the floor. ]

[ Grell shifts about to help the process along; raising her hips, arching her back, raising her arms above her head. Once bare to him, she eases back into the pillows, gaze flickering away with shyness. After all, he's hot her partly rigid this time.

Even so, her hands manage to find his hips, fingertips toying under the waistband just so, as they hesitate before the fastenings. ]

Shall I...?

If you would.

[ Where he was fairly polite with where he'd looked during their bath yesterday, tonight he takes in the sight of her. Of course he's seen a male body nearly everyday - being one himself - but hers is quite a bit different. Toned, but oddly delicate, as if her true feminine form was trying to make itself seen. ]

[ His curiosity is encouraging, certainly - her lithe fingers make easy work of the fly, though she doesn't rush it, so as not to seem too eager. She must push herself up, to lean in and shimmy the slacks off his hips; her gaze meets his, falls on his lips wantonly, but quickly returns to the task at hand. Of course, she's quite curious, herself. ]

[ Being that he's laying down, the process of removing his pants is a bit less smooth than it could be. William has to assist in shimmying his hips about to get them down, and lifting his legs a bit awkwardly to slide them off fully. ]

Perhaps I should have stood.

[ It's done now though, and that's what matters. Though, unlike Grell, he's yet to stiffen, at all. ]

[ It's fine, she reminds herself, he doesn't harbor interest in such matters this evening, but he loves her all the same.

Closing her eyes with a bit of a chuckle, she cups his face to place a peck on his lips. ]

Your hesitance to leave my side was worth the effort, I think!

[ There isn't too much time for her to view his body as he's already working on fluffing the blankets to house them. It's rather cold in the room and being nude certainly doesn't help that. ]

Well, I have no intention of doing so, tonight or any other night.

[ While that is a bit disappointing, perhaps it's for the best; she clearly doesn't need any more excitement, while he only wishes to keep the evening mild. And, yes, she was getting rather chilly.

Humming pleasantly at his words, she scoots nearer-- but then, finds herself hesitating a bit awkwardly. What if he doesn't want that yet? And so, instead, she tucks an arm beneath her head to look upon him admiringly. ]

Very good, then. I should wilt without you.

I never want to see such a thing happen.

[ He's held her against him many times now. Really, the lack of cloth between them shouldn't be too daunting of a detail. Carefully, William slips a hand around her bare waist, holding her in place while he, instead, moves himself closer. ]

[ Drawing a breath, her gaze finds his with delighted surprise. Feeling his skin against hers is nearly euphoric, and has her exhaling as so. Still, her hand still rests at his shoulder, a bit timidly, as she'd much rather he become comfortable with her body, first. ]

Are you warm enough?

[ His palm is feeling along her back, as if searching for any spots that may still be chilled. ]

I'm constantly astounded by how soft your skin is.

[ That has her crooning, body melting against his. ]

Mn. A bit better, now.

[ Her hands even begin to wander absentmindedly, rubbing along his shoulder. ]

You flatter me...

[ There's a bit more time spent massaging over spots he feels need a bit more warming. But eventually, his hand drifts downward. It runs along the side of her thigh before hoisting up to rest against his hip. ]

I enjoy it.

[ Between sweet sighs, she runs over his neck, nuzzles at and kisses him. Her kids have lulled to a close, but that doesn't last once he coaxes her into that more intimate embrace.

Looking between her eyes, a corner if her lips just barely twinges into a smile. ]

Me too.

[ He acknowledges her words with a short hum before taking her lips in an intense kiss. He realises he's toying close to that line he drew earlier, and he hopes he's not giving her false hopes. ]

I will also enjoy waking up to you like this. Perhaps even stay in bed till midday.

[ Drawing a deep breath through her nostrils, she exhales a pleasured hum. It does leave her wondering if he'd changed his mind, and it certainly feels wonderful to be like this... Perhaps, she thinks, he must move things along at his own speed. ]

You wouldn't hear any complaints from me... [ She mutters against his lips, a bit breathy. ]

Good.

[ As she seems content with his current level of attention, he holds it steady there. Deep kisses mingled between softer pecks. Hands exploring her back, hips and legs. Eventually the serene mood and warmth of her body has his eyes growing heavy. He nestles his head close to hers, pulling her just a tad closer. ]

[ The redhead's hands knead along his shoulders and arms, strength lessening as he lures her into slumber. Her body doesn't resist him in the slightest, as she breathes a soft I love you. ]

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