And I've got my mind.

[untodeath]

Who: Grell and William
When: October 6th
Where: Temple of Ma'at
What: There are apologies to be made.


text;

I'm outside. Come meet me?


[ The points of Grell's teeth press into her bottom lip, as she taps 'Send'.

Yes, she's feeling a tad anxious; she'd made a grievous mistake last night, and hasn't any idea how to make up for it. It isn't often that she regrets her actions - far more rare, is for her to bother addressing it at all.

This is William, however. More specifically, this concerns how she'd just thrown away the opportunity to taste success after a century-long pursuit of his affections. At the time, it made perfect sense to her, but now...

Now, she stands outside the entrance to his temple, waiting. Intruding would not do her any favors, at the moment, and she wouldn't care to bother with his shinki, either. Not while she has so much on her mind, and must command herself to focus. ]

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I think you should stop me, once you've become uncomfortable, considering that you aren't entirely honest about your wants and desires.

[ With a swing of her hips, she's on top of him, then - and simply that; bodies touching, her fingers tracing over William's chest through his shirt. ]

[death_glare]

[ William takes a moment to think over the last part of Grell's statement, all while feeling around the night stand for his spectacles. Locating them, he slips them on his face before answering. ]

It isn't that I am uncomfortable with your advances. Most times I shove you aside simply because you are being an annoyance and keeping me from what I need to accomplish. Or what you should be getting done.

[ She climbs atop him, and he allows her to sit there, perched in his lap, as he continues. ]

I don't have nearly as much responsibility here, nor are we coworkers. This interaction between us is entirely new, even if it may seem the same from your perspective. I now have time to try to understand where you're coming from. Which is difficult for me. Because, I don't fully understand what I need.

[ His thumb idly brushes against the side of Grell's knee, before he realizes and pulls it back. ]

If you'd like me to be honest. [ A pause. ] I'm nervous.

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[ Grell's brow ticks with some surprise, but she listens. Hums with understanding. All the while, her palms press into his chest, fingers working - massaging up to his shoulders, and down his arms. ]

Nervous, is it? Why, darling?

[death_glare]

Because I don't believe I deserve any of this. That you're making a grave mistake by latching onto me. And now I've gone and encouraged that behavior.

[ He hardly even acknowledges the gentle massage Grell's graciously giving him, even though he should find it relaxing. Instead, his brow creases and he rubs his thumb and forefinger anxiously along his forehead.]

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[ Grell's features soften as she'll hear him out, but it's when she shifts to cup his face, instead, that her brow furrows with seriousness. ]

That's my decision to make - and I could not disagree more.

[ Leaning on closer, she'll gaze into his eyes, taking on all the sorrow and self-loathing he feels. She recognizes it well, after all; it isn't unfamiliar to her. ]

I'll tell you a secret, William; I've been insulted, disregarded... lead on, disowned, and beaten... there is not one thing you could do that might break me, because I've been built stronger than that.

[ Only then does a smile begin to pluck at her lips. ]

And you've already given me more than I ever could have hoped for.

[death_glare]

You give me far too much credit.

Nothing would change for you, then? Even if I closed myself off again? Went back to how you previously knew me?

[ He already knows the answer, as Grell's stated it many times now. But one downfall they both have is their stubbornness. ]

I can't promise you it won't happen.

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[ The redhead shakes her head with a breathy chuckle. ]

You can discover that you don't love me, certainly - but regardless of what you decide, I'm never going to allow you to close yourself off again. I'm never going to give up on you.

[ Goodness, her eyes are becoming a little misty! Swallowing back her emotions, she scoffs at herself. ]

You'll always have me to deal with, you know. Nothing you can do about it.

[death_glare]

Just splendid.

[ That familiar, exasperated look William always gets about him when Grell just won't listen, shows on his face. But his words are less serious than they would have been if the topic at hand was simply work related. His features quickly soften again and his hands find their way to rest atop Grell's thighs, just below the hem of her shorts. ]

Seems we both have quite the task laid out for us.

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[ Grell leans in, smiling and chuckling against the other's lips. ]

That's why we've one another.

[ And she kisses him, then, sweet and lingering. ]

[death_glare]

[ He doesn't feel he needs to reply in this moment. At least, not verbally. His hands shifting up and about her waist, pulling her body closer to his, should say enough. An acknowledgement that he's willing to take on this challenge and work through healing from their difficult pasts together. ]

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[ Her breath wavers at the press of their bodies, sweltering in emotion. With wandering hands, her fingers thread into William's hair, and she seeks to deepen their kiss by parted lips. ]

[death_glare]

Just tell me when I'm doing something wrong. Don't hide it from me.

[ He speaks quietly between each kiss - between the touch of their tongues and the brief grazing of Grell's teeth against his lips. ]

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[ Oh, like this, William could convince her to do anything he'd like. Sighing between them, she carefully rakes her fingers over his scalp. ]

You needen't worry about that, darling. I'd sooner be the one to drive you mad, I think...

[ A likely possibility, she thinks. This is all too good to be true, and she very well knows that William couldn't do anything to make her think less of him. ]

[death_glare]

I am surprised you haven't done so already.

[ Said almost jokingly. Or as close to joking as William is capable of sounding. Idly he wonders if that would just make things easier. Give up on that ultimate reaper goal, discard their glasses and attempt to make this afterlife worth something on its own. The idea comes accompanied by a brief but thoughtful hum. ]

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[ Grell pulls away just enough to give him a proper look, brow quirked and lips puckered off to the side! It doesn't last long, though; she's still too love drunk, and quickly becomes distracted with nuzzling William all over again. ]

What are you thinking, mm?

[death_glare]

[ He hadn't noticed the sound that escaped him, so it throws him off when she inquires. It was just a brief thought, one he probably shouldn't tell Grell, in case she were to take him seriously. Besides, aren't they almost living that life by being here? ]

Nothing. Just glad I took this chance with you.

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[ Falling silent for a long moment, Grell almost shyly peers up to meet his gaze, searching his eyes with some disbelief. ]

Really? [ She near whispers the words. ]

[death_glare]

[ He keeps eye contact with Grell as he speaks. ]

I wouldn't say so if I didn't mean it. Nor would I have you in my bed.

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[ The corners of her mouth twinge into a flustered little smile - and, not knowing what to say, she does what she'd best at - ]

When you say it like that, it sounds as though you'll make a proper woman of me, now.

[death_glare]

I've told you that won't be happening.

[ Though his hands do squeeze at her hips after trailing down along her back. ]

You have already gotten me to do far more than I anticipated on this date of ours.

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[ That squeeze will have her shift her hips against his thumbs, a pleased little hum rolling from her lips. ]

Offering me too much credit may give me a big head, you know.

[ See what she did there? She teasingly winks with a chuckle. ]

No, but... I'm glad, too. Very glad.

[death_glare]

[ That little innuendo will get an unamused glare from him, the way they usually do. ]

You best be pleased with it, as well.

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[ A vague hum of agreement is what William will receive, as the redhead shifts to sit back over his hips, resting her hands over that which hold her own. ]

I'd like to suggest something bold, Will - but I'd like you to know, I don't expect anything to come of it, as it may sound.

[death_glare]

And what would that be?

[ Since she has his hands pinned at her waist, he takes the moment to continue massaging the spot with gentle squeezes. ]

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[ That feels incredibly nice, and draws a contents little sigh from her. ]

Shower with me, before breakfast.