All Work & No Play

[amongthethorns]

[Honestly, they're all exhausted - not tired but just worn out physically - after getting called all the way over here to help deal with a sudden rapid spike of missing souls which had been caused, unsurprisingly by an influx of demons. It was an odd thing and they still needed to pinpoint the origin of this matter, after all. Neither they nor the Paris Reapers could figure out what can caused an entire legion of Hells most foul to ascend on the city of lights.

Thankfully, with the five of them working pulled through just fine even if Alan was just a junior and Ronald was a rookie still. 

At least the hotel was nice even if they had to bunk up; two beds to each room. At least they had adjoining rooms so if they wanted they could throw the door between the two rooms open and interact.

Alan closed the field kit he'd been using to tend even their most minor of injuries; huffing out a tired but relieved breath. His chest ached just slightly and his shoulders slumped a little bit.] 

Well, that was certainly interesting if I don't say so myself. I know we've still got a few more days here in the city just to make sure things are well in hand an find answers, but what do we do for now? I mean - what do you even do in Paris?   

[He turned toward his bed where a rather large suitcase was tucking the field kit away. He'd brought a few things with him. They'd put all their belongings into this singular suitcase - fresh suits, documentations they needed when they went to Paris's dispatch branch for briefings and reports, a few other odds and ends.]

Comments

[ochitashinigami]

[Oh my, this has been fun! He didn't expect this much. Eric laughs and claps Alan on the shoulder.] Certainly not!

[dead_serious]

[ By the time William's swung his arm up to punch Grell in the head, she's already nuzzling against his cheek. Thus, he ends up missing, patting around the empty space behind her head for a moment, before finally realising the warmth against his cheek is her. Now located, he gives her a firm smack. ]

This is what I'm on about. How can you touch me so tenderly while twisting my words into something so vulgar?

[ He gives an exasperated huff but hasn't shoved her off, yet. ]

[untodeath]

[ The sound that Grell makes might be a yelp, yet it sounds much too sweet! Biting at her bottom lip, she just purrs with amusement, thoroughly entertained by the antics. She really must get William sloshed more often. ]

The deepest truths are best read between the lines - and, for the most part, refuse to be written~

[ If that hand is still trying to find its place, she’ll snatch it up, to hold to her chest! ]

Yet, you cast your gaze away, because you’ve felt it - and it frightens you. [ Pressing his palm to her chest, only the thin satin between them, she bears that Cheshire grin and the faint aroma of syrupy alcohol on her breath. ] Are you frightened, Will~❤️?

[amongthethorns]

[Oh fine then. He sees how it it is Eric. Is was how he knew Eric didn't love him. He was just going to make him suffer. He rolled his eyes.]

Unlike you, apparently, I don't want nor would I like to watch my seniors share a - a moment.

[ochitashinigami]

[He sighs and chuckles and relents.]

All right.

[He hadn't expected things to get so melodramatic anyway. He gently reaches up, touches Alan's ear, and gently slides off his glasses.]

[dead_serious]

[ Unfortunately for Alan, William's unable to see or hear what's going on with his two subordinates. If he was in his proper state, he'd surely take this inside. Instead, Grell is getting his full attention, and even if he can't see her, he just knows that grin is on her face. ]

Certainly not. I have never been frightened of you.

[untodeath]

[ Alas, Grell is as melodramatic as they come! ]

I’ve always adored that about you— but, no, not of me... You’re frightened of yourself, when you’re with me.

[amongthethorns]

[Thank goodness for small mercies. He exhaled softly as Eric's fingers brushed his ear and took his glasses for him. He knew that if he took them of himself odds were he would set them aside and end up stepping on them or something. It was just best this way and he trusted Eric with his glasses.

And he's not going to dig too deeply into what that means. Alan just relaxed against him resting his cheek against Eric shoulder.]

Thank you. [Then his voice is quieter as he speaks.] Who knew it took getting William drunk to get him to 'fess up - We should have done this centuries ago.

[ochitashinigami]

[Alan resting against him makes Eric hitch his breath. He slips the glasses into his pocket and rests his hand on the back of Alan's head.]

This has all been a good show but who's turn is it now and do we have any coffee yet?

[dead_serious]

[ After a brief moment of processing what Grell said, William begins to answer, only to have Eric interject. His glare shifts in the general direction of the two and he huffs, unappreciatively. ]

Honestly, Sutcliff and I are having a discussion. Now get back in the hotel room. That is your dare.

[ Who needs to bother asking truth or dare when you're the boss and you're drunk. Expecting them to follow his orders, he turns back to the nuisance seated in his lap. ]

Considering how my last relationship ended, there is no reason I should be mocked for my hesitance on beginning a new one.

[untodeath]

[ When Eric interjects, he will also earn a glare from Grell - something that starts as an eye roll, and slowly shifts to a side-long leer. Was he REALLY going to interrupt after getting this ball rolling? She has reaped over far less!

Though, William is the first to protest, which immediately cools her off. (Well, actually, it gets her more worked up. Much hotter, in fact! But, details.) Be thankful for you boss, boys. ]

Bye~❤️✨

[ Resting her cheek atop William’s head, she dismissed them with a wave of the wrist.

Even if they aren’t as hasty as she’d like, she’ll continue their conversation as though they’ve already left. ]

Will, my darling, I wouldn’t have any idea what you’re speaking of, because you’ve told me none of it.

[ Pulling back to look at him, she knows he can’t see her, so she cups his face! ]

And I can only guess it was in a different life, yes? How long ago, now?

[amongthethorns]

On it.

[Thank Death. He pushed himseof to his feet with a little huff before extending his hand out to the blob that is Eric to help him up. He didn't ask for his glasses though. He's just going to use Eric as a guide, it's fine.]

Come along, Eric.

[dead_serious]

[ Good boy, Alan, listening to orders. This is why you've been employee of the month for the past 200 years. ]

I stated so earlier. Honestly, do you ever listen when I am speaking?

[ That first truth she'd given him, his boss' wife. Yup that'd been the one. ]

[untodeath]

Oh. [ Give her a moment to swim through the drunken fog in her brain. ] Oh. The wife—?

[ With an affectionate little tut of the tongue, she traces a thumb under his chin. ]

Who knew you were such a bad boy~.

[dead_serious]

If you'd asked earlier, perhaps you would have known.

[ As if he would have told her sober. It's not something he's shared with anyone, until now. ]

[untodeath]

[ Though he’s still blind, he’ll probably feel THAT LOOK burning into his eyes. ]

Would you really have told me?

[dead_serious]

[ Oh he knows that look. It's practically burned in his memory by this point. ]

Most likely not. But that hardly matters now that you know.

[untodeath]

It does if you’re keen on scolding me for it. [ There’s laughter peppered into those words. ] Though, I suppose I love it, all the same.

[dead_serious]

As you do with every thing I do.

[ Assuming Grell must have placed his glasses on the table beside them, he leans forward to pat around for them. It brings him even closer and he even bothers to hook an arm around Grell's middle to keep her from slipping off his lap. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell parts her lips to speak, but when he leans in and hooks his arm around her, her breath audibly catches.

Oh. Right. Glasses.

With a huff of a sigh, she picks them up, to place in his palm. ]

It’s true. I’ve tried to find flaws in you that I couldn’t live with. Every time, I found myself more taken than before.

[ Having him hold her by the waist like this is... amazingly nice. Without even realizing, she’s rubbing along his shoulders! ]

[dead_serious]

[ His glasses safely in hand, he slides them back up the bridge of his nose. Finally Grell's back in focus and he tajes a good look over her features as if he hasn't seen her in an age. ]

In a way, I suppose I have done the same for you. There are plenty of what I would consider flaws, but again, you're still here with me.

[untodeath]

[ Suddenly, she can feel her heart beating in her ears. It may not be the first time she’s held his gaze, but it’s never been as intimate as this. Pointed teeth gingerly scrape over an edge of her bottom lip. ]

Now, that is something I’d never even dreamt to hear. You, liking my flaws...

[ Should she ask to kiss him? No, it needs to be his idea, or he’ll never go for it! ]

[dead_serious]

That isn't permission to misbehave and try my patience.

[ Better make that clear now! ]

[untodeath]

Why don’t you misbehave with me, bad boy~❤️?

[ Chuckling, she grabs at his collar and leans in close enough, acting as though she might nip at his lip, though leaving it just a hair short! ]

[dead_serious]

[ He gives his usual huff, not leaning in for a kiss but not backing away either. ]

That best not be your new nickname for me.