grell leaned back, exasperated and bored to death. he picked up one of william’s prized pens and immediately began picking at the dirt under his nails with it. “Eugh, this won’t do at all!” he whined angrily “not when i have a hot date!”. he lay back further on the desk, flicking his hair like he had a twitch, and assumed practising his choicest poses of seduction. “he builds me up like this and get’s me all steaming…”
the office door burst open.
“WILLIAM, OH MY WILLIAMMMM~!”♥ grell dived towards him, grabbing and hanging from the shinigami’s shoulder and assumed stroking william’s finely chiseled jawline. he was not receptive in the slightest, merely as hard and cold as ever, his glasses gleaming threateningly in the office light “Oh William you do know how to make a lady wait…ooooh tell me what a bad girl i’ve been…”
William shrugged his shoulders and withdrew from that teasing finger, trying to remain as cold as always.
“Grell Stucliffe, firstly you are NOT a GIRL at all, but I have to admit that this time you have really behaved yourself badly”.
William noticed the shiver through Grell’s body.
“And that is NOT a good thing. Seems that you want another suspension from your field work? Would you prefer staying in the office and fill in paperwork for another couple of months?”
He noted, with frustration, that the readhead was very unlikely to pay attention to his words. Grell was giggling with a hands mischievously covering his red, soft lips.
Why on heart should his lips be soft?, William asked himself, trying to ignore his own thoughts.
“Stop making silly noises and stop trying to harass your superiors!” he shouted, trying to escape another caress.
“You really are the worst, going and offering yourself with no shame to a filthy vermin, then flirting with every man of the Department and not listening a word from me!”
William stopped, realasing that he was almost screaming. He noticed that Grell had interrupted the movement of his hand in the midst of it, and was now looking at him with shiny, wide open eyes.
“what the hell?! you brute!” grell shouted, flailing his arms wildly although his eyes were still playful “you take me for some easy street-walking wench? tut-tut~! you know my eyes only see you…” he winked and began tracing circles on william’s shoulder “all those other men are, ah, so trivial, so…nice. nothing can compare to what we had on our “first union”, hmmmmm? so cold, so dominant, EUGH my body craves you, needs you ooooh~!” grell pranced around the office, wriggling and convulsing in excitement, hugging himself as he leapt on the desk his eyes deep in fantasy as he assumed the usual teasing “you’ve come to scold me, now engrave it upon my body!!”
William was struck by his words, but he tried not to make Grell aware of it. He caressed the redhead’s body with his eyes, taking some steps in his direction.
“Would you really like me to punish you?” he said, glaring at him with cold eyes. “You know, I grew rather tired with all your flirting, and now you say me that they were all but a joke? That you…” …you were only thinking to me, he thought.
He forgot about finishing the sentence, now that he had reached the desk, and was facing the readhead’s smiling face.
“Should I really show to you how much cold can I be?”
His lips seemed really soft.
“…and how much dominant shall I become?”