[ Grell doesn't resist; for the moment, he can't. Lying immobile in the corridor, he knows: this is no act. William - his William - would never do anything like this. His William, for all his fits of temper and irritation, is protective. There's an underlying sweetness to his nature that has been quietly unfolding in the time they'd been together.
Almost a year.
He weeps, though his sobs are muffled by the gag. ]
no subject
Almost a year.
He weeps, though his sobs are muffled by the gag. ]