Pretty Lace!

[kissthegrell]

[On Valentine's Day, Grell wakes up to find himself wearing a see-through red lace nightgown. Rather than being disturbed, he's delighted. The hotel likes him, it gives him gifts. So he's glad to get another one

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[overtimeisano]

"Sutcliff, that behavior is very inappropriate for a senior reaper. Please do refrain from ... prancing. It is quite undignified."

Will adjusts his glasses.

"And that attire is rather..."

[kissthegrell]

Oh WILLIAM! Don't be so BORING! I look GORGEOUS, and this is a hotel made for LOVE!

And, I think I look rather fetching when I prance. What do you think, Will, my Will?

You know, usually I don't like being held against my Will, but this time I could make an exception.

You're so handsome... and so cold...

[overtimeisano]

"Sutcliff," he says, clearing his throat. "That outfit is rather...amusing, I suppose. In a strange, improper way. And while your compliment is quite tantalizing, I'm afraid I must beg you to cease this terribly inappropriate commentary."

Will adjusts his pants, and looks embarrassed.

[kissthegrell]

"Oh YES! You're so cold and cruel and distant and... AH-AHN!"

Grell lurches forward, throwing his arms around William's neck.

"YOU THRILL ME FROM MY CRIMSON HAIR TO MY BRIGHT VERMILION TOENAILS!"

[overtimeisano]

Will catches Grell's shoulders awkwardly and tries to push him away, though he only succeeds in allowing Grell in further.

"I have no need to know about what color your toenails are under those non-regulation boots," Will grumbles, but his arms find themselves around Grell's waist. "And...I am not cruel. I am simply professional, and..."

Grell smells quite nice, and although Will has no preference on color, Grell's hair does have a way of making an impression, and--

"Really," he says, clearing his throat, "you are as thrilled by shoes as you are by me. What a silly business, indeed."

[kissthegrell]

"Will! What? I'd MUCH rather have YOU than SHOES! Even the beautiful red ones with the sparkling... oh my... that's my favorite pair..."

He clears his throat.

"But... but I'd much rather have a MAN that SHOES!"

[overtimeisano]

Will has always been curious about Grell's shoes. He finds himself re-examining the red, "non-regulation boots."

"Sutcliff," he says brusquely, "where do you even attain those...things?"

[kissthegrell]

"Why Will, do you want some too?"

[overtimeisano]

"I'm quite sure you don't have my size, either way," Will says, stepping away. "However...I must admit some curiosity in this scenario."

He looks Grell up and down, surveying coldly and in a practical manner. "I have only had limited studies in aesthetics and philosophy after all. I freely admit, and unregretfully so, my B-student status as a trainee."

In the classes Will did take, however, he recalls nothing that is quite the shape of Grell's Sutcliff's leg. Legs. Warm arms around his neck, ohmywhy...

"Do you wish to educate me in the fine art of cobbling?"

[kissthegrell]

[OOC: Ok first time I read that I accidently read that as "... legs around his neck." LOL]

... Cobbling... Will... are you making fun of me?

[overtimeisano]

[OOC: Haha, sorry! I mean, that could happen later if you're down. ^_^]

"Not at all, Sutcliff," Will says, adjusting his glasses. "Please, I ask for a demonstration if you're really so infatuated with this shoe business."

[kissthegrell]

[Woo!]

I don't want to talk about SHOES! I want to talk about YOU! Oh Will... don't tease me!

[overtimeisano]

"Indeed, Sutcliff, it was not my intention to tease you. I don't cater to such silly whims, anyway." Will adjusts his glasses primly.

"Now, what would you like to know about me that you don't already?"