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[ What began as a heated conversation seemed to earn the curiosity of the lobby's dawdlers and passer-bys-- until it became downright explosive. The boisterous tone of voice was all too recognisable, for everyone there had found themselves subjected to Grell's charades at least once, and for most, that was one time too many. The smartest of them would turn on heel and leave the direction they came.

Unfortunately, those that were in the immediate vicinity wouldn't have such privilege. A foolish, albeit good-hearted young woman had just stepped between Grell and the target of her aggression, in hopes of diffusing the situation. Instead, the enraged redhead snatched the new receptionist by the hair. ]

Oh, is this what it's all about, then! This wagtail bitch?!

[ Immediately, several reapers jump in to take Grell's arms and detach her. While they are successful, it only earns a face-splitting grin from her - for, now, she has a better distraction. Flipping one man over her shoulder, she gives him a splitting kick before turning on the rest of them. It's nothing short of a brawl. ]

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[ Grell may have had her suspicions, when he'd voiced his loss at pleasing her. Every man knows his way around a cock, to some degree - but figuring out what to do with an asshole is an entirely different matter.

Drawing a breath through her teeth, her hand pressed across her thigh and over her hip, grasping at the meat of her ass. ]

Mn.. Is it everything you hoped for?

[ Voice husky with lust, she picks herself up to glance over her shoulder at him. To see his face when she shamelessly rocks back to grind against him. ]

[ So she figured him out. He's not bothered or shamed by it, but he does wonder what gave it away. ]

So far, yes. And I'm rather enjoying this bit of control you're taking.

[ Referring to her rocking back on his cock. He purposefully remains still so she may continue doing so. ]

[ Though by taking control in this position, she won't get fucked anywhere near as hard as she'd like, it does afford her the opportunity to show off a bit. It's always nice to feel wanted.

Digging a hand into her hair, she brushes it over her her shoulder, whilst continuing the slow rhythm he's set. Adjusts her panties, to ensure he won't be paused any discomfort. ]

I've enjoyed-- hah-- everything you've done, thus far. Mnm you're-- a natural at pleasing me...

[ Beginning to rock back on him just the slightest bit harder and faster, she's certain to make a show of stretching her back prettily as she rolls her hips back against him. ]

And your cock... delicious...

[ William runs his strong fingers down along her spine, feeling the smoothness of her skin. They wear gloves so often, it's a welcome touch. Once one hand reaches her rear, the other joins it to trace back up along her sides. They're cupped around her chest, groping her nipples as if true breasts were there. ]

You've done just the same for me.

[ He pulls her upwards until her back is flush with his chest and begins to grind into her slowly, once again. ]

[ Really, she's astounded by how good that feels. Not just the attention paid to her chest, but also how he could even consider that she might like such a thing. Her breath shudders, lashes fluttering to a close.

Nor does she expect it to seem so intimate, having him hold her like that, taking her slowly. It's rather out of character for her. It should be boring. Perhaps the alcohol is to blame, it makes everything so slow and warm and lovely...

Hands smoothing over his, she matches his pace, her breath carrying quiet, sweetened moans. It's easy enough to let those thoughts go in the moment, having him wrapped around and into her...

And all just after she called his cock delicious. Geez, William. ]

[ Perhaps the slow, intimate pace is just as out of character for him. Or perhaps Grell's just never gotten to experience that side of him. Either way, William's resting his face into the crook of her neck as they make love, lazily kissing the skin, and letting out satisfied groans in between. ]

[ Making love is a different sort of pleasure, to be certain. It builds gently, lulling the senses into bliss.

Grell's head tilts to stretch her neck out for the other, clearly relishing his attention. She reaches back to pet her fingers through his hair. Gradually rakes her nails down his neck.

If course, she doesn't realize that's what they're doing - making love. In this way, William is also her first. ]

[ William exhales deeply through his nose, the sensation of her nails against his neck being oddly satisfying. He has no nails to do the same to her, but that doesn't keep his hands from wandering down her body. Across her stomach, around her waist and hips, then continuing down to rub along her inner thighs. For a moment he hesitates, his cloudy mind wondering if she'd like to be touched there or if it would sour the moment for her. He ultimately decided to leave it to her to suggest it. If she want it, he knows she'll do something about it! ]

[ Though Grell is all too verbose on what she lacks, she's isn't exactly ashamed of what she'd been given. Not in this life. In fact, it doesn't even occur to her that is what causes William to hesitate. She merely assumes that he is nervous again.

Laying her palm over his, she guides his hands - one, to the waistband of her panties, the other, to touch her over the fine lace fabric. Nothing too severe, simply guiding along her length. Even so, her breath shudders all the more. ]

[ With that question fully answered, William follows her guidance, caressing the outline of her cock straining against her panties. Reaching the hemline, both hands shimmy her panties down far enough to fully release her. Then, in a surprisingly practiced manner, William takes her in hand, stroking her with a slight twist to his wrist and making certain her full length gets its rightful attention. ]

[ The added stimulation has her muscles tightening, and the movement of her hips gradually becomes more erratic. The way her teeth presses into her lower lip, it's a wonder she hasn't broken the skin. ]

I-- I truly won't last if... you continue like-- this...

[ Chest heaving with a shaky breath, she reaches back to grasp at his hips, grinding onto him slowly, as deeply as she may. ]

Is that a request to stop?

[ He highly doubts it considering her movements, but he's giving her the opportunity to change things up, should she wish. In the meantime, her words don't lessen the pleasure he's giving her. He continues to grind, jerk and kiss slowly, yet sensually, giving deep moans of his own. ]

[ Grell immediately responds with a shake of the head, breathing a desperate no! ]

Don't stop, Will...

[ Pressing her hips back onto him, she arcs into his touch, fingers pressing into his skin. Head falling back against his shoulder, her voice waivers as she reaches climax, at last. It leaves her briefly tense about his cock, whilst spilling into his hand - and she's left gasping for breath! ]

[ The tightening has his own muscles tensing in response, as it makes the feeling all the more enjoyable. But, as he's already cum that evening, he's not quite as close to his second climax. He lets her ride hers out, keeping the rhythm going until he feels the last spill out of her. Never having slept with another man, the mess hadn't occurred to him until it was over and done with. There's the softest huff as he, a bit rudely, wipes what he can of it off on the outside of her panties. After all, he can't grip her hips well if his hand's all slippery with cum!

She's probably still feeling the after effects of her orgasm when William forcing her over, head down on the mattress. Barely a moment passes before he's picked up speed, thrusting himself into her to try and achieve his own orgasm quickly. This is probably what Grell had been expecting the entire time! ]

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[ For that short time, he had given her the air of being so considerate, that with her brain so fuzzy with afterglow, she seems to only be capable of watching him smear her panties with some mixture of disbelief and exasperation!

Indeed, her senses are still alight when her cheek hits the blankets - so soft, in contrast to the unforgiving hold of his fingers, pressed into her hips. The stimulation is almost too much, now; her hips jolt, leaving her gasping and groaning. Still, she hopes he continues just like that. She could go like this all night. ]

So-- hasty...

You hardly seem to mind.

[ He speaks with heavy breaths in between. So intimate and now so rough, he's not certain which he prefers. Perhaps they're even, they might need another round one day for him to come to a definitive answer.

For now, his short nails dig into the skin of her hips as he pulls her back against him. The sound of her skin smacking against his almost fits in rhythm with her own desperate groans. ]

[ There's something of a chuckle on her breath, but that's cut short all too quickly by the jolt of her body and thrust of his hips. It sends a wake through her, as she clings desperately onto the bedding for some sense of grounding - pulls a cry out of her, instead. ]

Perhaps I do... [ Though she tries, her voice jumps and trembles. ] I-- ah, don't want it to end.

It won't... [ There's a heavy, shaking breath. ] Not yet...

[ That fact that he's cum already this evening is doing well to assist him in that. Still, he closes his eyes, concentrating on keeping up his self control. She's still so tight around him, after all. ]

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