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[untodeath]

Who: Grell and William
When: October 31; late evening, during the Halloween Party.
Where: Kali's Palace
What: After some boozy fun, things begin to heat up between Will and Grell.
Warnings: Very NSFW.

Look what I got, Will~

[ With a bounce to her step, Grell approaches the other, waving the apple in hand. With the bite-sized chunk missing from it, one could safely assume that she managed to pluck it one of the archways - and such would certainly explain the commotion moments before. Guests are still partaking in the game, and William probably witnessed the entire thing... but how could she resist a bit of gloating?

Hiking up her skirt to reveal a flash of thigh-high stockings and garters, she leans in to settle herself upon his lap, facing him - and with a wicked little grin, bites into that apple once more. ]

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[ While that may cause Grell to quirk a brow, she also looks positively delighted by the suggestion. Enough so that she's picking herself right back up without complaint. ]

It's about time that you'd allow yourself have a bit a fun.

[ Shifting her legs under her, she crawls just a bit closer, allowing herself the proximity to run her over his knees, up along his inner thighs, and over his hips. ]

[death_glare]

[ One hand reaches out to cup Grell's chin as she looks up to him. It's surprisingly gentle considering the mood hanging in the air. But it's just a guise for what's to come. He leans in slightly before speaking. ]

I feel it will be far more enjoyable now that I've instructed you to do it. I can't imagine you would disagree.

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[ With something of a purr, Grell tilts her head back to allow him an easier grip. ]

Indeed. Quite the opposite.

[ Her palms dip down William's hips, tracing over the front of his trousers; slow and meticulous, her hold firm. Again, but this time, she focuses on the contour of his cock.

Always a tease, she can't resist but to extend her tongue, lapping over its form through the fabric. ]

[death_glare]

[ Apparently satisfied with her slow and teasing start, he leaves her to it, instead opting to busy his hands with removing that absurd wig she'd gotten him to wear. However, his actual hair seems to have been substantially mussed underneath it. He rakes his fingers through it, attempting to tame it once more.

Returning his gaze down to her, he flicks open the button to his trousers and lowers the zipper. ]