[Grell glanced past the raven haired and perfectly groomed, pristine clothed shinigami to take note of the clock. Lunch hour. If he knew anything about William it was that he was bound to the clock like nothing and no one else. They were wasting precious minutes that could be much better spent with their mouths doing things other than bickering]
No! No more waiting.
[He all but hissed as his hands reached out to grab him by that perfectly pressed collar of his white undershirt, rumpling it no doubt in his eager hurry to seal their lips together. This time he took more care with where his teeth landed. Offering the slow, sultry swirl of his tongue against Will's instead. One hand sliding through short cut black hair and down to the back of his neck to spur more passion from the normally perfectly composed shinigami]
no you shush ;)
No! No more waiting.
[He all but hissed as his hands reached out to grab him by that perfectly pressed collar of his white undershirt, rumpling it no doubt in his eager hurry to seal their lips together. This time he took more care with where his teeth landed. Offering the slow, sultry swirl of his tongue against Will's instead. One hand sliding through short cut black hair and down to the back of his neck to spur more passion from the normally perfectly composed shinigami]