[ With William, she never quite knows what to expect. It's frustrating, yet thrilling. She might hope to gently guide him, but never will she control him.
Pushed against the cool tile, she gasps - not from the force of contact, but in surprise! Grell would have anticipated that he would push her away, but certainly not this. It leaves her a bit weak at the knees, slumping back in complete submission.
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Pushed against the cool tile, she gasps - not from the force of contact, but in surprise! Grell would have anticipated that he would push her away, but certainly not this. It leaves her a bit weak at the knees, slumping back in complete submission.
Breath wavering, she licks over her lips. ]
How does that feel, William?