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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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I would think that all for under your work attire.

[ Perhaps she's not quite as predictable! ]

Whatever it may be, I highly doubt it is anything other than red.

Well, of course. It's cuter when it all matches.

[ Placing her hands upon his shoulders, she rises to back off of his lap, standing so that she may shimmy her trousers down her hips. Shame, that now her shirt conceals a better portion of her panties - but, now, he'll see that she has thigh garters suspending her over-the-knee hose. They're made of a matching soft lace, so as to remain discreet under her slacks. ]

There. See♥?

[ He'd been expecting her to unbutton her shirt and reveal a camisole or the like, so he's a bit perplexed when she decides to get out of his lap. Certainly she wouldn't do so unless it was a must. ]

You wear these each day?

[ He leans forward to graze his palm over where the lace accents her hose. Then his hand smooths around the back of her thigh, inching her closer to him. ]

[ With a hand returning to his shoulder, Grell leans in as close as she may, with pants still about her calves. It's a bit silly, and gets a giggle out of her, so she'll settle the knee he has into the couch beside him, reaching down remove the pantleg entirely. ]

No, certainly not each day. These are hardly practical on the field, so I save them for office days~.

Despite no one seeing them? Or have you been fraternising with a coworker on the clock?

[ It's hard to say if the anger attached to that is because she'd be breaking the rules or because it'd be with someone other than himself. ]

[ Now that she's kicked off the cumbersome garment altogether, she settles back into his lap. Though it really isn't difficult to imagine that William would be upset about disregarding rules, the potential that he could be jealous leaves her positively grinning. ]

No, my love, I haven't been fraternising. I wear it for me.

[ She cups his cheek, drawing the pad of her finger over his upper lip. ]

There's a certain power in feeling sexy.

[ Hearing her say that wipes that frown from his features. ]

You'd never felt so in our mortal life, had you? It is truly nice seeing you with such confidence.

[ Such heartfelt words coming from him, his old self must be breaking through. ]

[ Ah, what a sobering subject! Features easing into a mildly baffled blink, she gives his words a moment of thought. ]

Mn. [ A shake of the head. It's such a tender statement, though, that she can't help but smile a bit. Cupping his face with both hands, she leans in to rest her forehead to his. ]

Though I had to work through it on my own, in many ways, I believe it was you who ignited that spark.

[ A brief snicker. ]

Let's hope you don't regret it.

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[ He shakes his head in return. ]

I did find it attractive from the beginning, but not because it was inhibiting you. Perhaps there can be a bit of roleplay in the future.

[ Now's not that time, it seems, As his hands have found their way back to her rear! ]

[ Pulling back some to catch William's gaze, purr of a hum signals her approval. ]

Seems I'm not the only one who has gained some confidence♥.

[ Leaning in, her teeth just barely grazes his lip before claiming it with another lingering kiss. ]

[ As Grell leans back from their kiss, William acquires a questioning look. ]

Was I lacking before?

[ In a way he can understand, he hasn't much liked himself for a long time. But that was somehow balanced out by not caring about anyone else's opinion of him. ]

[ Tongue dashing between her lips with a slow roll, she gives him a endeared sort of grin. ]

You've fulfilled me in ways that no one else could compare - but you were never so kind to yourself. [ She tucks some of the hair she's mussed behind his ear. ] Lacking faith in yourself kept you from connecting to your desires for some time. Wouldn't you agree?

[ Without quite realizing it, William leans into that gentle touch at his ear. ]

I suppose that is true. Remembering how you helped me with that before, perhaps you can do so now, as well.

[ As she rolls her hips, William moves his grip to her hips, continuing the motion. ]

[ Head lulling back just so, she breathes a satisfied groan. ]

Mn, it would be my pleasure.

[ Gently taking hold of his chin, she leans in close to tease her lips over his as she speaks. ]

I don't know about you, but I can't bear to wait any longer... Take me bed♥.

[ With the memory of their final night together fresh in his mind, William shakes his head. ]

I told you, once we get to Paris.

[ Pulling back some to look at William properly, confusion is clear in her features. ]

Paris-- really?

Was that not what I promised you?

[ He looks her in the eyes. ]

Honestly, I would like to keep one of my promises to you.

[ Though her eyes had softened, her brows immediately furrow as William puts himself down, however indirect. ]

Let us put a hold on that thought for a moment.

[ With a tilt of the head, she frowns! ]

Tell me, how many opportunities did you have to part ways with me? To live a simpler, secure life? And did you ever take them?

[ He briefly opens his mouth to answer but settles on a frustrated huff first. ]

No. I've remained by your side.

[ He can't argue that, but it's still not entirely what hed meant by hus promise to protext her. ]

Does this mean you'd rather I not take you to Paris?

[ Oh, and Grell is fully prepared to continue, but he effectively cuts her short. However irritated that makes her, the feeling is quickly deterred when she considers the question. ]

I didn't say that! [ Idly taking hold of his blazer's collar, her fingers run over its stitching. ] Does this mean we're running?

[ He can only assume that by running she means defecting. His hand reaches up giving her a good smack on the head. ]

No, we will take time off together.

[ Perhaps she should have expected that, but then again, hadn't he just vowed to be less violent? Not that she minds-- it just gets a very surprised yelp out of her! Slumping with a hand over the affliction, she sighs a defeated but slightly aroused sort of sound. ]

What, do you really think they'll go for such a thing?

[ Less violent, yes. But sometimes she just needs that smack. Still she has a point. ]

True. We could go now. If I recall your schedule, you have the overnight shift tomorrow.

[ Well, that snaps her right out of it. Sitting up a bit straighter, she blinks wide! ]

Now? Well, yes, I-- I suppose it would work...!

[ Undeniably excited, she's up on her knees over his lap, now! ]

Goodness, I'll need to change! Give me-- oh, I can't be too long-- half an hour, I suppose?

[ He's skeptical she'll be that quick. ]

Then get going.

[ This time she will get a smack on the ass to get her moving! ]