@mrwilliamtspears Do you want to see my sex tape, darling?
What? When did you make sex tape? No. I don't want to see it
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@mrwilliamtspears
@mrwilliamtspears Do you want to see my sex tape, darling?
What? When did you make sex tape? No. I don't want to see it
My darling looks so adorable when his hair is all mussed. ❤️💋🥰😘
@mrwilliamtspears
Would you like me to post pictures of what you look like first thing in the morning?
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
"Will, you cruel man," said Grell, hating and loving the tease.
“What are you talking about?” William asked with faux innocence, “Do you want something more?”
"You know I do. If you don't take me now, I'll flip us over and have my way with you," Grell said with promise.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that,” William said. Moving his hand down, he began to gently stroke him.
Grell moaned, arching his back. "Kiss me, darling. Make love to me."
William returned his lips to Grell’s as he continued to stroke him. A part of him wanted to hurry, but he also had to make this moment between them as perfect as possible.
"It doesn't have to be perfect, Will," said Grell in almost a whine. "It just has to be."
“But I want it to be perfect. You have waited a long time,” William replied, as he reached into the nightstand to retrieve the lube.
"I just want you to enjoy it and come back to me," said Grell, curious if he was going to use a condom.
As if reading Grell’s thoughts, William took out a condom along with the lube. He coated his fingers as he looked down at Grell. “Are you ready?”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
"Will, you cruel man," said Grell, hating and loving the tease.
“What are you talking about?” William asked with faux innocence, “Do you want something more?”
"You know I do. If you don't take me now, I'll flip us over and have my way with you," Grell said with promise.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that,” William said. Moving his hand down, he began to gently stroke him.
Grell moaned, arching his back. "Kiss me, darling. Make love to me."
William returned his lips to Grell’s as he continued to stroke him. A part of him wanted to hurry, but he also had to make this moment between them as perfect as possible.
"It doesn't have to be perfect, Will," said Grell in almost a whine. "It just has to be."
“But I want it to be perfect. You have waited a long time,” William replied, as he reached into the nightstand to retrieve the lube.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
"Will, you cruel man," said Grell, hating and loving the tease.
“What are you talking about?” William asked with faux innocence, “Do you want something more?”
"You know I do. If you don't take me now, I'll flip us over and have my way with you," Grell said with promise.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that,” William said. Moving his hand down, he began to gently stroke him.
Grell moaned, arching his back. "Kiss me, darling. Make love to me."
William returned his lips to Grell’s as he continued to stroke him. A part of him wanted to hurry, but he also had to make this moment between them as perfect as possible.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
"Will, you cruel man," said Grell, hating and loving the tease.
“What are you talking about?” William asked with faux innocence, “Do you want something more?”
"You know I do. If you don't take me now, I'll flip us over and have my way with you," Grell said with promise.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that,” William said. Moving his hand down, he began to gently stroke him.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
"Will, you cruel man," said Grell, hating and loving the tease.
“What are you talking about?” William asked with faux innocence, “Do you want something more?”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"More, darling. More," Grell pleaded, clawing at his back. He pressed his hips up against William to feel him against his own.
William kissed and nipped his neck. “Patience,” he said, even though it was hard for him to follow his own advice.
He pulled away from Grell slightly to run his hand down the lean yet muscular chest and down to the flat stomach -stopping just shy of where he knew Grell wanted his touch the most.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Grell hesitated, uncertain William would follow, but he nodded. "Don't be long, darling," he said, going to the bedroom.
William followed closely behind. “Undress,” he commanded, “and lie down.”
"I can't get more undressed than my birthday suit, darling," Grell replied, going to the bed. "Everything we need is in that drawer," he said, pointing to his nightstand.
William watched as he began to remove his own clothing. He did so slowly; folding his clothes and laying them neatly on a chair. “You can’t get more undressed,” he said, “but I do want you naked.”
Grell laughed. "I am naked. Are you that rattled by the beauty of my naked body?"
“You are quite attractive,” William said, “You don’t need fancy clothes or makeup. Are you aware of that?” He approached the bed as he favored Grell with one of his rare smiles.
"You wouldn't understand. I feel naked without them." He gave William a sultry look. "Come here, handsome."
“I think I like you better all natural,” William said, as he sat down on the bed. He moved closer and kissed Grell; gently at first but soon with growing passion.
Grell grabbed him, digging his claws into his back as she pulled William onto him. He kissed him hungrily, eager for the moment.
William wanted to stop him - to remind him to take it slow, but he knew that time had passed. He kissed Grell deeper as he used his hands to explore Grell’s body.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Grell hesitated, uncertain William would follow, but he nodded. "Don't be long, darling," he said, going to the bedroom.
William followed closely behind. “Undress,” he commanded, “and lie down.”
"I can't get more undressed than my birthday suit, darling," Grell replied, going to the bed. "Everything we need is in that drawer," he said, pointing to his nightstand.
William watched as he began to remove his own clothing. He did so slowly; folding his clothes and laying them neatly on a chair. “You can’t get more undressed,” he said, “but I do want you naked.”
Grell laughed. "I am naked. Are you that rattled by the beauty of my naked body?"
“You are quite attractive,” William said, “You don’t need fancy clothes or makeup. Are you aware of that?” He approached the bed as he favored Grell with one of his rare smiles.
"You wouldn't understand. I feel naked without them." He gave William a sultry look. "Come here, handsome."
“I think I like you better all natural,” William said, as he sat down on the bed. He moved closer and kissed Grell; gently at first but soon with growing passion.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Grell hesitated, uncertain William would follow, but he nodded. "Don't be long, darling," he said, going to the bedroom.
William followed closely behind. “Undress,” he commanded, “and lie down.”
"I can't get more undressed than my birthday suit, darling," Grell replied, going to the bed. "Everything we need is in that drawer," he said, pointing to his nightstand.
William watched as he began to remove his own clothing. He did so slowly; folding his clothes and laying them neatly on a chair. “You can’t get more undressed,” he said, “but I do want you naked.”
Grell laughed. "I am naked. Are you that rattled by the beauty of my naked body?"
“You are quite attractive,” William said, “You don’t need fancy clothes or makeup. Are you aware of that?” He approached the bed as he favored Grell with one of his rare smiles.
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Grell hesitated, uncertain William would follow, but he nodded. "Don't be long, darling," he said, going to the bedroom.
William followed closely behind. “Undress,” he commanded, “and lie down.”
"I can't get more undressed than my birthday suit, darling," Grell replied, going to the bed. "Everything we need is in that drawer," he said, pointing to his nightstand.
William watched as he began to remove his own clothing. He did so slowly; folding his clothes and laying them neatly on a chair. “You can’t get more undressed,” he said, “but I do want you naked.”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Grell hesitated, uncertain William would follow, but he nodded. "Don't be long, darling," he said, going to the bedroom.
William followed closely behind. “Undress,” he commanded, “and lie down.”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
"We love each other, don't we?" Grell asked. He grabbed William's hand and put it to his cock. "I'm more than ready, darling."
William took Grell’s hand and moved it away. “I’d rather make the moves,” he said, “Go to the bedroom. I will be along.”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
"Then why the hell have you made me wait so long? To he point where I had to don that silly thing?"
“Because I don’t want to rush things,” William said, “I prefer to take things slowly.”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”
"I do insist. Don't you want me, darling?"
“I do,” William said, “but nothing silly with costumes. Just simply you and me.”
Birds of A Feather
@mrwilliamtspears
"Happy Birthday, Darling!" Grell greeted, bursting exhuberantly into the office. It was time. Grell was going to have him today. No more excuses! Today they will consummate their love!
"Nhin~," Grell grinned. "A woman never reveals her secrets. However, I'm willing to reveal certain ones to you tonight. What do you say?"
William cleared his throat. “I was under the impression this was supposed to be some sort of birthday party,” he said.
"A party for two. You and I." Grell picked up an item lying nearby and stretched the cord attatched to it around her head to hold a beak in place over her nose. "Coo~," Grell did his best impersonation of a pigeon, giving William a 'come hither' look.
William knew that Grell was trying to look sexy, but he just couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing at the coo - a much hardier laugh that usually passed his lips.
Grell frowned. He wasn't partial to being laughed at, but he held his calm. "I'm trying to appeal to our sensibilities, darling," he said through gritted teeth.
William’s laughter slowly ended. “I like my pigeons,” he said, “but I don’t find them sexy. Take that off.”
Grell's eyes narrowed, but finally, he decided to maliciously comply. "Very well," he said, standing up, he began to slowly undress, giving a sort of strip tease as he did so.
William flushed, but he didn’t turn away. “I didn’t say to strip, Sutcliff. I just...wanted you to change into something reasonable.”
"This isn't reasonable? My birthday suit for your birthday? I'd dearly love to see yours." Grell stalked closer.
William took a step back. “I believe you are taking things a bit too fast,” he said, “We only recently went on our first date. This is still our probationary period.”
"And it was murder trying to nail you down for that date. I'm eager, darling. I don't know how many more make out sessions I can take before we do more. My girls are turning blue," he whined.
“Girls are turning...” William started to repeat in confusion, but then the meaning struck him. He turned red. “Must you talk to vulgar?”
Despite his words, his own body was responding. He did want Grell even if this did feel sudden.
Grell took William by the collar. "I'll be very well behaved, I promise. I'll do this however you want me to. Tie me to the bed so I can't move, ride you, or even take the top- even though I don't prefer it- while you bottom."
William pulled away and adjusted his glasses. “I prefer you not to rush things,” he said, “If you insist, we may retire to the bedroom.”