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[ Word travels fast around the office. By the time Grell had returned from her shift to submit the appropriate paperwork, a secretary had already asked her if she'd been by to check on Mister Spears.
Now, she had known that he had been sent on an investigative mission with Ronald earlier that day, so she immediately assumed the worst. Demanding to know where to find them sent her bolting off to the lower levels. The new recruits were smart enough to dash out of the way - and some of them even directed her to the appropriate department; the optometrist's office, where she found William sulking in the lobby.
The poor man was without his glasses, but aside from a scuffed cheek and some healing bruises, appeared to be in one piece. It was his pride that seemed wounded, as the very air about him seemed heavy. ]
Oh, Will.
[ Heaving a sigh of relief, she sinks down into the chair beside him. Though knowing fully well that he won't like it, she won't be kept from fussing over him; reaching out to gingerly dash back some of his hair left mussed by his scuffle, while taking a good look at his wounds. ]
What did I tell you about taking care of your glasses, mm?
Now, she had known that he had been sent on an investigative mission with Ronald earlier that day, so she immediately assumed the worst. Demanding to know where to find them sent her bolting off to the lower levels. The new recruits were smart enough to dash out of the way - and some of them even directed her to the appropriate department; the optometrist's office, where she found William sulking in the lobby.
The poor man was without his glasses, but aside from a scuffed cheek and some healing bruises, appeared to be in one piece. It was his pride that seemed wounded, as the very air about him seemed heavy. ]
Oh, Will.
[ Heaving a sigh of relief, she sinks down into the chair beside him. Though knowing fully well that he won't like it, she won't be kept from fussing over him; reaching out to gingerly dash back some of his hair left mussed by his scuffle, while taking a good look at his wounds. ]
What did I tell you about taking care of your glasses, mm?
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And there is William, having completely dozed off. With a sigh, her features ease into a softened smile. It's endearing, in a way - but that snoring won't do, so she feels no remorse in having to stir him when she crawls into bed. ]
Will? [ Having slipped under the covers, she scoots in close, dashing her fingers through his hair a bit. ]
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[ His eyes half open, taking in the field of red that's before him. He must have fallen asleep, as he doesn't recall Grell returning from the bath. Without meaning to, a pleased sound escapes him at the fingers massaging his scalp. Something that he quickly protests with a clearing of his throat. ]
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You were snoring, my dear. [ Shifting to remove her glasses, she reaches over him to leave them at the nightstand. When pulling back, she remains leaned onto him just slightly, arm resting over his chest. ] If you're unopposed to it, I would love to sleep as we were last night.
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I would prefer to sleep on my side tonight.
[ And he shifts without giving her time to respond. It forces her to move off of him as he rolls to his right side, but at least he's chosen to face her! ]
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I meant with the cuddling.
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[ A huff back! ]
But I would like to be comfortable before you go climbing all over me.
[ And he's setting about re-configuring his sleeping space again. And finally done, he lets his eyes rest on his companion. Much like yesterday, he lifts one arm to give Grell access to the small space right up against his chest. ]
Well?
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[ Okay, so she can't help but giggle. Between the ridiculous tat and William's wriggling, it makes for a silly scenario, to say the least - and, most importantly, he's allowing her into his space anyway!
With a purring sort of hum, Grell shifts to slide her arm under his, so that it may settle over his waist. Using his extended arm as her pillow, she contently nestles against his neck. Immediately, she can feel herself relax while nuzzling into place with a happy sigh. ]
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I'd forgotten how nice it feels to fall asleep next to someone.
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[ William's hands are warm, comforting. The affection comes as something of a surprise, and reflexively, she holds him just the slightest bit closer. ]
I'm going to miss this.
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[ He places emphasis on the last part so she knows he's not asking her to move in or anything. As they lay there, Grell will feel William's body slowly relaxing, the tension slipping out of his back and shoulders. ]
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[ Though too relaxed to be overly rambunctious now, the happiness in her tone is still evident. Softly winding her hold on his shirt, she nuzzles into his neck once more! ]
Oh, Will, I'd very much like that... Mn, days will be much more bearable in which I know you'll be waiting for me.
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Something to look forward to, for once. Don't make me regret this decision to open up to you. I'm enjoying it so far.
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[ Ah, there's a strong temptation to press her lips to the sensitive spot she's discovered - but she's said that she'd leave the next opportunity to him! Perhaps that was a foolish mistake.
As such, the faintest brush of her lips remains only that. She'll nestle down against him with an unseen pout! ]
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Am I making you uncomfortable?
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Keep that wandering mouth of yours up here.
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[ That was wholly unexpected - and a little arousing! Cheeks warm, she blinks widely at him for a moment. ]
Do you mean... here? [ Softly, her fingertips dash beneath his lower lip. ]
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You're threading a thin line, you realize.
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I'm trying to behave. But-- I'll try harder.
[ What a shame. He really seemed to be enjoying himself - well, and denying it. ]
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If I indulged you with a kiss, would that make you behave? Or would I regret the decision, immediately?
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Oh, no. I promise you, you won't regret it...
[ Her free hand curls into the collar of his shirt, her tongue just dashing between her lips. It's difficult to believe that it might finally happen, here, right now! ]
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Shifting beneath him, her lids close, lips parting just enough to embrace his in turn. God, it's to be one single kiss? He could get away with doing positively anything to her, after that. ]
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Will that suffice?
[ Though still stern, his voice is barely a whisper - after all, he already knows the answer. ]
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