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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?

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[ Oh, well, that has her pressing her teeth into her lip a bit, lashes batting at him guiltily. ]

I'm trying to behave. But-- I'll try harder.

[ What a shame. He really seemed to be enjoying himself - well, and denying it. ]

[death_glare]

[ Not that she can see too well either, but perhaps at such close proximity she will notice his cold eyes drift down to her lips and back up. ]

If I indulged you with a kiss, would that make you behave? Or would I regret the decision, immediately?

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[ Ah, there goes her heart again! A bit breathy, she nearly whispers in turn. ]

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! ]

[death_glare]

[ He's obviously gone mad, at this point, he's sure of that. Whether he can blame it on the wine from dinner, or the reemergence of his long lost desire for intimate contact, he'll have to decide that later. Whichever the culprit, William finds himself pushing Grell back against the mattress by that firmly gripped wrist. He hovers over her before pressing his lips against hers in a forceful, yet needy kiss. ]

[untodeath]

[ William certainly doesn't fall short on the delivery. Having expected a cup of the chin, at most, she's left gasping sweetly - breath drawling into the faintest moan, while his body lingers over hers.

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. ]

[death_glare]

[ That single kiss drags out into several strung together - arguably still one, as William fails to pull away between them, even slightly. Even when he does, his mouth lingers only a breath away. ]

Will that suffice?

[ Though still stern, his voice is barely a whisper - after all, he already knows the answer. ]

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[ Wavering breath touching his lips, Grell is left struggling to form a coherent response. Yes, it was a sufficiently delicious kiss, not no, it would not suffice to quiet her hunger. If anything, it had merely awoken it!

Drawing her fingers up and along the length of his neck, she can only respond in the way that she deems most clear. ]

Please don't stop.

[death_glare]

[ William's eyes close at the gentle touch to his neck. At this point, pulling back would leave him just as frustrated as Grell. So, he chooses to indulge her, his grip tightening on her wrist, but his lips finding a new place to explore. If his own neck is so sensitive, hers very well may be, as well. Starting just below her earlobe, William's lips travel down her fair skin, nipping lightly until they reach that tender spot where neck and shoulder meet. ]

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[ Grell's breath hitches and shutters, hand curling under his hold. Craning her neck back, she allows him the reign to explore - and, meanwhile, delicately pets her fingertips through the mussed hair residing at the nape of his neck.

Though pleased noises escape her with every touch of his lips, it's that spot at her shoulder which she particularly seems to react. Teeth pressing into her lip, her body arcs into William's, a quiet moan rolling off her tongue.

Shifting, she parts her legs, thighs pleasantly pressing into his hips. It's more comfortable - it's closer. ]

[death_glare]

[ It's rather obvious which spot Grell's body likes the most, and William lingers there, coaxing more moans from her. It's been far too long since he'd allowed himself intimacy with another, evidence of which may be felt by Grell when she presses herself closer to him. A pause in his kissing has him breathing heavily against her neck. ]

You smell nice.

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[ If it's noise that he wants, the lady is content to indulge him. The mewl that follows is dripping in the satisfaction of having his affections, and the need for more. Feeling his arousal does little to calm her. They'd been skirting around sharing intimacy for what feels like an eternity, so she can't blame him - she, too, is near fully erect, in all the excitement.

William's words take just a moment to sink in, but they leave her chuckling. It could be a number of things that he smells; traces of her fragrance from the morning, her soap, or moisturizers... ]

You feel even nicer.

[death_glare]

[ Pulling back, William lingers over her. Even if he can't see it, he can tell she's got that flirtatious grin on. ]

This isn't going that far [ tonight ]. We need to be at the office early.

[ Of course he has to break up the heated moment with some stubborn comment. But, regardless, he keeps his body pressed close, not bothering to hide just how aroused she's gotten him in these last few moments. ]

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[ Oh she does - until he makes her pout with his silly boundaries. Such should be obvious, by the sad little hum that accompanies it.

Fingers finding the dip of the other's jaw, she fondly traces it down to the peak of his chin, before craning up to place a kiss gently upon his lips. ]

We?

[death_glare]

[ He lets her kiss him before responding. ]

You said my glasses should be fixed tomorrow. And you should be scheduled, as well, if I'm recalling correctly.

[ Her wrist is finally released as he rolls back to his side. Though not completely abandoning her, he slides an arm around her middle, pulling her as close as their bodies will allow. ]

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They didn't seem wholly confident in their timeline, darling--

[ A surprised little breath takes her, as she's tugged close once more. Giggling, she combs a hand through William's hair, starting from his temple. For the half second that he'd separated himself from her, she'd been rather devastated - so, while her body demands more, her heart is relieved! ]

Can I at least be there while you tear them down for their incompetence?

[death_glare]

[ He huffs at that reminder. Though, he was already expecting he would get the 'they'll be ready tomorrow' excuse from the department head. Maybe the intimidation factor of both him and Grell will get them on it! ]

I will need you to guide me there, anyway.

[ Despite the grouchiness, the hand at Grell's back decides to explore what she decided to wear for their evening together. It feels at the waist band of her delicate panties before sliding up and under the top she's paired with it. ]

[untodeath]

Well, good! I'm glad that works out, then!

[ William's exploring hands earn something of a pleasured hum. Those surprisingly soft, yet strong hands. Cupping his face, Grell just barely nuzzles the tip of her nose along his, breath on his lips. ]

Mn, your hands are just divine...

[ And she's quite glad that she had the foresight to bring along a sexier number for tonight. Soft lace panties paired with a top matching trim and slinky charmeuse. Pointedly pleasant to the touch. ]

[death_glare]

[ They explore their way up along her spine, before slowly tracing back down again. Grell's skin is just as smooth as the silken fabric that covers it. He pauses at her hips, squeezing and grinding her up against him. ]

You will have to wear this for me again, once I can properly see you in it.

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[ Ah, Grell certainly hadn't been expecting that! Hands digging into the other's hair, she groans delightfully. ]

I could, but for such an occasion, I have something even better.

[ She'll roll her hips, in his hold, once more - ass shamelessly rocking into his hands before her length grinds along his, in turn. ]

Mn♥...

[death_glare]

Do you?

[ His hands slip down the back of her panties, gripping and keeping her moving against him. They really must sleep soon, but there's no chance of that happening with both of them being so hot in this moment. Shivering at the fingers on his scalp, he's eager to continue until they've reached climax

[untodeath]

Mm-hm.

[ Pausing with an airy gasp, Grell's nails gently rake at his scalp. She places a kiss at his chin, peppering them along his jaw between words. ]

Do you-- enjoy stockings, my dear?

[ Moving against him feels good, but their positioning makes it difficult to get enough bearing to make things really interesting. Dashing her inner thigh up and along his hip, she hooks her leg over his middle so that she may shift his weight on top of her just so! ]

[death_glare]

I do.

[ Said as he runs a hand down the leg that's tightened about his middle. The angle of his head tilts slightly, silently urging Grell to explore that sensitive zone once more. ]

Garters, as well.

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Excellent.

[ She mutters into his ear, just before tracing her tongue along its shell with a feather-light touch. Ever so slightly, the points of her teeth drag down the lobe, as she moans so sweetly. It's much easier to obtain solid friction, now, and it it slowly driving her into madness. ]

I think we shouldn't spoil the surprise beyond that.

[ With his request to explore, Grell first suckles just so, right below his ear. On to carefully tease his skin with her sharpened teeth, and swathe the superficial scrapes with her tongue. ]

[death_glare]

Then I'll assume you've decided what our Thursday together will entail.

[ A groan and slight shiver at his neck's attention. Many would be terrified of Grell baring her teeth around them, even with the threat of them slicing their skin, but William knows Grell well enough that he doesn't flinch the slightest at the slight pricks. She's well enough aware that, go to far with it and she'll be out of this bed in an instant.

With that, those tender spots being teased has William's cock straining against the fabric of his pants, aching to be released. ]

[untodeath]

Nn... Making a lady wait so long... What a cruel man you are.

[ Breath becoming labored, she mutters against his neck betwixt the kisses. Grell's heightening desire has her hands exploring shamelessly - massaging down the back of his neck and over his shoulders, admiring the definition of his collar and swell of his chest. Venturing to tug up his shirt, she'll feel what she can of his sides, the dip of his back-- and, grabbing onto his ass, her hips buck into his with a moan. ]