Room 301, Tuesday After Classes

[seveninchmotto]

Things at the Institute had gotten a little more interesting again a few days agao. This owed mostly to Jace dragging a mundie girl back there after she'd been attacked by a demon. The very same girl who'd almost gotten him injured back at Pandemonium, no less. And now she'd been out cold in the Institute's infirmary for almost three days. It wasn't really a situation that needed Isabelle's presence, but she couldn't really stay away, either. So, even though she'd only arrived back on the island this morning, she was already packing for a portal back, after her classes.

The portal wouldn't even be picking her up too soon. She just had a lot of choices to make about what clothes to pack to take with her, since there was no telling whether she'd be back before her classes again next week.

[ooc: Door and post open!]

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[seveninchmotto]

Tongues were nice. So, you know, if his happened to meet hers every once in a while, it was just natural.

Or on purpose, even. Like her fingernails against the back of his neck.

[flickofthewrist]

Natural and nice. That's definitely what it was. Just like her nails on the back of his neck, yep. Flick shivered a bit and held her tighter, trying to make sure she'd be remembering his arms no matter what she chose to do back home.

If that was terrible, then he was terrible. He wanted to make his damn mark and make it hard for her to not think of him during her downtime.

[seveninchmotto]

It wasn't terrible. But Meliorn definitely didn't hold her as tightly. He probably had no reason to.

She wasn't thinking about that right now. She was leaning against Flick instead.

[flickofthewrist]

Leaning was good. It was definitely good and Flick leaned back against the door to support both their weight. His hands pushed against the small of her back lightly before moving up and tangling in the ends of her hair.

He kept kissing her, trying to make sure he'd remember the feel of her lips while she was gone too. That he wouldn't forget either.

[seveninchmotto]

Yes, he should remember that. She was trying to make him remember that, too, letting her weight rest against him, chest to chest as she kissed him.

She introduced some gentle lip-biting into the kiss because she felt like it.

[flickofthewrist]

The lip biting was a good thing. A definite good thing and Flick would have smiled if his lips hadn't been busy doing other things. He slid his hands back down and held her tightly again, using his strength to make sure it was as tight as he could. He knew she could take it.

[seveninchmotto]

She could've taken a lot more, too. But this was just about perfect. It felt like a firm embrace. Maybe she even felt safe.

So she dragged her nails a little harder down the back of his neck.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick made a quiet noise against her mouth, unable to stop himself and bit down on her lip before pulling back and soothing the area with his tongue. Gave him the opportunity to breathe a bit too, to blink his eyes open and get a bit of a look at her as well.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle's eyes were closed, and she tried to flick her tongue out against his when it was on her lip.

Her nails stayed on his skin, probably leaving red lines behind to slowly fade over the next few moments.

[flickofthewrist]

That just meant he got to see that happen without her knowing it and he smiled a little when he was able. He didn't immediately go back to kissing her for a second.

But, he did kiss her again though he'd gone back to light and gentle. It was more about letting her decide what she wanted from him since she'd be the one away for awhile.

[seveninchmotto]

He wasn't going to have to give her too much room to indicate that.

Since it wasn't too much later that she murmured, "How long until you have to meet Joi?"

[flickofthewrist]

"About an hour or so," Flick told her with a slight shrug. "The time's flexible. So, an hour or two."

[seveninchmotto]

"What a funny coincidence," Isabelle replied, affecting her voice with a little purr. "That's more or less my schedule, too. We should do something with that."

[flickofthewrist]

"Such as?" he asked, chuckling quietly at the sound of her voice. "You looked pretty busy with your packing when I got here."

[seveninchmotto]

"I can make faster decisions if I have to." Like when something more interesting came along. "I can spare half an hour to an hour on stocking up some bodily contact."

[flickofthewrist]

"What, like cuddling?" Flick asked, giving her short, quick kisses against her lips. "You wanna cuddle with me for an hour?"

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle tried to pull back from his kisses just to smirk at him. "No, I want to have hot, hot sex and then cuddle."

[flickofthewrist]

Flick laughed and then nodded.

"Okay."

Sounded like a good plan to him.

"You're gonna be the one's that away," he added, leaning back in for another quick kiss, "so you deserve your hot, hot sex. However you want it."

[seveninchmotto]

"Think you can make me scream?" Isabelle murmured almost against his lips, smirking. "Think you can make me plead within our relatively tight schedule?"

[flickofthewrist]

"Fuck yes, I can," he said, all confidence. "And maybe -- "

No, this was definitely going to happen.

" -- I'll even leave a mark or two for you to cover up or explain when you go back. Something to take back to New York in addition to the memories of screaming and pleading and me between your legs."

[seveninchmotto]

"Maybe," Isabelle replied, although she was sure that he had already made up his mind, and she wasn't exactly objecting.

She knew she probably should have, but she didn't feel like it. "Well, I'm certainly sold on this idea."

[flickofthewrist]

"So am I," he said, touching his fingertips to her back and then down to her ass. Just light touches while they talked and he smiled at her. "Anywhere you wanna do it that we haven't yet? Or anyway?"

[seveninchmotto]

"Don't know," she mused, her head tilted as she slid her fingers along the side of his neck and over his collarbones. "Do we have ways and places left that haven't been tried, in the broad sense?"

[flickofthewrist]

"Sure we do," Flick said after a moment of thought. "I can think of a few right now."

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle leaned forward for another kiss. And then another against his cheek, by his temple.

"Tell me."