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[ Upon hearing the creak of the restroom door, Grell's head snaps up.

Pretty red hair mussed, eyeliner smeared, and top torn, she imagines that she must be an unnerving sight - especially out of breath as she is, and bent over an unconscious stranger bleeding from the head.

She stills, meeting the newcomer's eyes. ]

Lock the door behind you, mm?

[ It's said almost casually, and though it might be posed as a request, that clearly isn't the case. She's alert enough that she may be ready to turn on said newcomer next!

In fact, she's expecting that she'll have to. Seeing the other man seated at the bar earlier, he didn't seem to be particularly friendly - perhaps, even uncertain of the company at this particular club.

Yes, she remembers well, because she'd initially ignored him for it. As handsome as he is, she can't be bothered with a man that is unsure of what he wants! That's what she thought, but now, that may be her downfall. ]

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[ At the gesture, her eyes warm. ]

Give it time.

[ With a hum, she does just that - picking up on the hint, and lovingly shifting his trousers off his bottom. ]

What you did for me this evening was nothing short of a gift. One that has earned you my unyielding loyalty.

[ Stepping out of his pants, he urges Grell back into the shower stall until the water is pattering against her back. ]

And I suggest you keep to that claim. You are not my target and I currently have no desire to place you on that list.

[ Keeping his gaze, she walks back at his command. She doesn't look afraid, but completely enticed, biting at her lip with a chuckle. ]

Is this where you show me that you're serious?

Have I not done so already?

[ He reaches behind her, turning on a separate knob that allows water to spray in from multiple heights and angles. Truly a luxurious bath. ]

[ Despite being on guard, that is absolutely not what she expected to happen-- and so, she jumps! In the process of doing so, her arms are thrown around William, her supposed assailant. It leaves her laughing!

After a moment, she gathers herself, standing on tip-toe to press a kiss to his lips. ]

Mmn. Yes. I believe you.

[ He finds her reaction quite amusing, though it doesn't show on his face. Instead he's allowing her to cling to him while he collects a bath sponge and soap. ]

Good to know I can easily catch you off guard, should I need to.

[ Is that what's happening? Has she given all power over to this man? That would be interesting! With a thoughtful croon, she pulls back, hands settling on his chest. ]

I hope you're right. Sounds fun.

[ By now, the water has soaked her hair through, and she dips her hair back to enjoy it. The spray of the water - from all its spouts - feels absolutely amazing.

Stepping back, she pushes her hair off her face, giving William a good look, in the process. After all, this is the first she'll have seen him fully nude. ]

My God, you're gorgeous.

[ He runs his fingers through her long hair, loosening the clots of blood so it can rinse thoroughly. ]

We make a rather attractive couple then, as well.

[ Craning into his touch, she closes her eyes-- until that statement registers. Immediately, she peeks back at him, features alight! ]

So you agree to being a couple.

[ Grinning, she reaches up to cup his face! ]

You have intrigued me enough for this to continue past a one night fling.

[ Finally, the water has run clear again, but before the starts to lather up her hair, he leans down to kiss her. ]

Plus, I believe you said I would never be rid of you.

[ His kiss, the care he takes when touching her-- it leaves Grell sighing blissfully. After she returns said kiss, of course. ]

Oh, you absolutely wont. Your reconciliation, however, does make this all much easier.

And what would you have done to convince me, had I not agreed so simply?

[ The shampoo is run through her tresses, taking care not to tug as he'd done so forcefully earlier. ]

I would follow you, of course. Perhaps get your attention by stealing your prey from under your nose.

[ Her hands venture over his waist, and along his lower hips. Up, along his back. Down, again, to give his butt a squeeze. ]

[ Sadly, there isn't much there to squeeze. Though the trailing of her hands along his wet skin feels wonderfully relaxing. ]

Competition over a partnership? Hm, that does sound intriguing.

[ Well, it seems that she's able to find a flaw, after all!

Though... somehow, she finds it a bit endearing, his tight little rump... ]

Oh, yes, it could be wonderful. I could really take my time to drain them out. Make a real mess of it.

[ She bats her eyes. ]

Unless you were mean about it. In that case, I could kill them instantly.

Honestly, you make far more of a mess already. We can't burn every house we enter.

[ He continues to thread his fingers through her hair until all the suds have run out. ]

Shame.

[ Her words are airy, lashes falling over her cheeks blissfully. ]

It's a beautiful thing.

We will need to come to an agreement on how we proceed from now on.

[ Briefly, he turns the extra jets off so he can lather up the rest of her body. It's certainly a more 'masculine' scented soap. ]

I apologize for not having anything more floral.

[ Content to let him, she turns when needed, watching him with adoration. Smiling, she traces a knuckle down his cheek. ]

Quite alright. I suppose it doesn't have to be floral, but... [ She smiles all the wider. ] My favourite scent does happen to be rose.

[ She hums when he gets to her lower back, eyes closing once more. ]

Perhaps we should talk business later, though? Tomorrow over dinner would be nice, don't you think?

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I will have to keep that in mind.

[ Just as she'd done to him moments before, he gives her ass a good squeeze after lathering it up. ]

It would be rather foolish to have a discussion about it while dining out.

[ That gets a good chuckle out of her! She runs her hands over the back of William's palms, as they cup her bottom. ]

I was thinking that I could get us some take out, have it waiting for you when you get off of work.

[ There's a vaguely guilty looking expression on her face, at that - in the most cheeky sense, of course. ]

I've no talent for cooking, alas - but this way, you can have whatever you want.

[ He eyes her suspiciously. ]

Do you not have a job of your own then?

[ She brightens a bit, at that. ]

Oh, I do. Mondays are terribly slow at the boutique, so I generally take them off!

[ There's a good-natured roll of the eyes. ]

I can sense that you aren't appreciating that idea, however. I've plenty I can do elsewhere.

Then, why don't you spend the day doing whatever that entails.

[ He may have a bit of hesitance on leaving her alone in his home just yet. Plus, he's not giving her his only key. ]

I will call you when I am through with work and we can meet here. once more.

[ He gives her another firm squeeze before flipping the water jets on again. The water is cold for the briefest moment before warming up. William must be used to it cause he doesn't so much as flinch. ]

[ There's an irritated tick of her tongue, at that - and then, Grell tenses up as the cold water hits her, with a hiss between the teeth! ]

Goodness, that certainly wakes the senses, doesn't it..!