Texting~!

[dead_serious]

Technology in the reaper realm always advanced much quicker than in the mortal world. How that was possible wasn't made quite clear, but every employee would have to agree that it made the job far more tolerable and almost manageable. Before they knew it, fancy new machines were showing up in their cubicles and offices. Large ones that could transfer writing from one sheet to countless others. An extremely convenient electronic typewriter that made the organization of files far more streamlined. And now, their newest administered device which allowed them to communicate between departments and even branches without having to travel. They called it a 'cellular phone.'

( This shall be a catch all post for any random text exchanges between characters! )

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[untodeath]

[ By some miracle, she pops back in front of the couch less than ten minutes later! Without hesitation, she sits herself on his lap, swinging her legs up onto the couch whilst her arms settle around his shoulders. ]

Don't question it. I might end up hating the outfit I chose, and if so, you'll have to wait for me to change at home! [ Huff! ] But, I'm every bit as eager to leave.

[dead_serious]

Then I suggest you hold on a bit tighter.

[ Because he's lifting her up off his lap (bridal style!) before standing and whisking them back off to Italy. They appear before the door to his hotel room, and he promptly drops her legs to the ground so he can fetch the key from his pocket. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a delighted squeal of laughter, she does just that. Teeth pressing into her bottom lip with warming cheeks, she nuzzles down against his shoulder.

Ah, but it ends all too quickly! With a wistful sigh, she lets go. The hallways certainly give her a feel for the place that he's chosen to stay, though, and that has her wandering a few steps away as he rustles for the key. ]

Ooh, not too bad, Will.

[dead_serious]

It's pleasant enough for a long weekend.

[ William goes ahead and enters the room, leaving Grell to take notice of the door shutting and follow behind. ]

[untodeath]

Hey!

[ She'll shout through the door before trying the handle, immediately regarding him with the huffiest pout! ]

[dead_serious]

[ Not showing any care that he nearly locked her out, William's already removing his jacket and trousers to climb back under the blankets. It's a surprisingly comfortable bed for a hotel room. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a tick of the tongue, she locks the door behind her. ]

You're clearly excited for the company.

[ It's difficult to stay angry while watching William drop his trousers, though.

Clearly, she will have to inspect the rest of the room, view and etc, later. She has to join her man beneath the sheets! She's already making her to the edge of the bed! ]

[dead_serious]

It will be a nice change, I think.

[ What is this optimism, too. Italy, did you really bore William this much? But now, as Grell approaches, he takes in the sight of her with another approving nod. ]

I truly like this look on you. It's simple yet surprisingly sexy.

[untodeath]

[ Gleeful color touches Grell's cheeks, and she's smiling as she bats her lashes at him! Playfully, she pauses at the bedside to offer him a fashion turn, to glance back at him over her shoulder, a hand on her waist. (Which just happens to raise the hem of her shirt just so!) ]

You really think so?

[ With a rolling chuckle, she drops the pose in favor of lifting the cover and crawling beneath, right up until she's hovering over him. ]

Even au naturale, hn?

[dead_serious]

I have no complaints.

[ Once she's perched over him, his arms raise to rest his hands at her hips, just above the hem of her panties. ]

I never thought it was necessary.

[untodeath]

[ Immediately, her heart flutters against her chest! William's fingertips on her bare skin... She draws a breath! What was he saying? Ah, yes... ]

Ah, what is this? You're a sweet-talker, now?

[dead_serious]

If that is what stating my opinion makes me, then I suppose I must be.

[ His hands briefly run up her sides before settling back at her hips. ]

Now are you going to kiss me or are you aiming to wait another century.

[untodeath]

[ His wandering touch draws a content sigh from her-- cut short by his words! Blinking with disbelief, she flushes... because she's almost certain that, not only has William urged her to kiss him, she'd also been waiting on him to make the first move, instead of pushing herself on him? What universe is this?

Drawing her fingertips down the definition of his cheeks her eyes drink in the sight of his features, so close, before taking careful hold of his chin. Leans in terribly close, nearly muttering against his lips. ]

I'd dread to wait another second.

[ And, in closing the difference, take him in a kiss. It's just short of aggressively passionate in its yearning, and yet, holds a sort of tenderness that one could only expect of a true love! ]

[dead_serious]

[ He could have kissed her first, yes, but part of him was curious to see what so many years of waiting would bring about. And the results are not disappointing. The passion, and honesty, behind it is so clear to him, now.

His arms wind about her middle, pulling her down flush against him. Then, with the shortest hum between their lips, he takes her in a second kiss. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell doesn't resist in the slightest, though the breath she draws between their lips is shaky, overcome with incredible emotion. Excitement burns in her, but its a cleansing sort of fire. One she's been praying for, for nearly two centuries, now. Were she anyone else, she might even shed a tear!

Her elbows settle on either of his head, fingertips brushing through the hair around his ears gently. She's no intention of stopping their kiss, tilting her head to embrace his lips, again, and again! ]

[dead_serious]

[ What started with an intense and needy embrace has drawn out into a series of slow, lazy kisses. William finds himself humming pleasantly as Grell's fingers play through his hair. His own hands have cradled her in a slow, steady rocking motion that gives just enough friction between their bodies. It's a tender, almost romantic gesture from both of them, each so used to the intense and violent nature of the other. Somewhere in the back of his mind, William wonders why such gentle intimacy never appealed to him until now. ]

[untodeath]

[ William's name is sighed against his lips. The redhead is lost to the rhythm of their bodies, fingers entwined in his hair, hips rolling as he commands.

He continues to surprise her, and the way in which her body responds to every touch, the happiness it makes her feel... it's a different sort of intensity, a manner in which she's never felt before. It's intoxicating. ]

[dead_serious]

[ He's heard her call his name more times than he could ever possibly count, but this one's hushed tone sends a shiver through him that none of the other shrill croons could. Her voice is needy, but with an overtone of joy, knowing that his affections are no longer a fruitless wish but a beautiful reality. His next kiss lingers a breath away, hoping to hear more whispered words from her. ]

[untodeath]

[ Fortunately for him - in this instance - Grell can rarely shut up, and now that he isn't occupying her lips, that fact holds especially true. ]

Mn, don't stop, not now... [ Breathy and very nearly pouty, her hands rake through his hair as she nuzzles at him imploringly. ] I've starved for you all these years, my heart has just begun to feel full...

[dead_serious]

[ William shakes his head, lightly as he steadies the rocking of their bodies. ]

Honestly, I don't know what's come over me, but for once, I want to hear you speak.

[untodeath]

[ Grell's certainly pouty, once he's shaking his head at her - and upon being stilled, sighs a needy sort of noise. ]

How could I ever resist such honeyed words. [ Tilting her head, she nuzzles along his ear, instead, voice nearly hushed against his ear. ] Tell me, what is it that you'd have me say?

[dead_serious]

[ There's a slight shudder at her whispers being so close to his ear. ]

I want to hear how I make you feel.

[untodeath]

[ Grell hums, as though to consider his request, while placing a feather-light kiss against the shell of his ear. ]

Every time I see you, a warmth radiates through my chest.

[ Though quiet, her words are very precise, and the palms of her hands venture to his chest, splayed out to smooth across his pectorals. ]

And my heart flutters like a caged bird...

[dead_serious]

[ He's certain he must sound exceptionally egotistical, wanting to hear of her love for him. But knowing he's made someone feel good is calming, as if relieving him of his long lasting self doubt. ]

And now, in this unexpected moment?

[untodeath]

[ It certainly might, but she seems amused enough by it. Perhaps he's expected a squealing mess, but thankfully, she was able to get some of that out of her system, back at the apartment! ]

Mm. As though this can't possibly be real...

[ Sitting back over his hips, her hands trail down his torso as she takes in the sight of him. ]

I've been so content to be in your presence and drink in all that you had to offer me-- but with every pause, time seemed much slower. Lonelier. [ The smallest sigh! ] Perhaps... it feels much like returning home from a long and quiet journey.