Room 301, Tuesday After Classes

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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]

"My breasts are impressive looking in any bra," Isabelle retorted, glancing down. "But, this one gives them extra push, yes. It's very pleasing to the eye."

[flickofthewrist]

"The point is that you look great," Flick told her, sighing. "No matter what. I'm gonna really miss you."

[seveninchmotto]

"I know," she replied, running her fingertips over the top of one breast, tilting her head. "I'm still going to make sure you'll miss me a little bit more."

[flickofthewrist]

"I know," Flick told her, smiling and glancing down at her breasts. "And did I stake a good claim on your memories, hmm?"

[seveninchmotto]

"Oh, I think you did," she said, nodding at him. "I think I might actually still be tingling from the rubbing you gave me. And I know you can see some of the mark you left."

Her skin was pale but the bruises were not.

[flickofthewrist]

"You gonna heal them?" he asked, finally going over and settling down on the bed. "Or leave them?"

[seveninchmotto]

"Don't know yet," Isabelle replied with an easy shrug. "You should sit down on the edge of the bed, by the way. That's how we're doing this."

[flickofthewrist]

"Okay, Izzy, okay," he said, sliding closer and leaning back on his hands. "I need to try and get hard again. Might take a second or two."

[seveninchmotto]

"Of course," Isabelle replied agreeably as she moved closer. "And you'll get help from me with that."

She moved to kneel in front of him. Sat back on her heels for now, running her hands up his legs.

"How's the view?"

[flickofthewrist]

"Amazing."

Flick leaned forward and pressed a kiss against the top of her head.

"And sorry to get mushy here but I'm really glad I came by. I really am. Seeing you can make my days better even if we fight. I'm not asking for a fight but you have that effect on me. So, thank you."

He leaned back again.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle had not been expecting to get the top of her head kissed when she'd gotten in this position. Especially not when she'd been expecting ogling directed at her cleavage.

But she was pretty cool with it. And pressed a quick kiss against the inside of his thigh. "You're welcome," she told him quietly. "I like that you came by, too."

[flickofthewrist]

Don't worry, he was most definitely ogling too. Most definitely. He leaned back but not before running his fingers through her hair and down to her shoulders.

"And I'll miss you when you leave," he reiterated. "I'll call you though. But I'll still miss you and still hope you'll think of me when you're away."

[seveninchmotto]

"I'll think of you," she told him, looking up at him even as she ran her hands up and down his thighs. "Several times a day, I'm sure. At least if the Institute stays as quiet as it has been lately."

[flickofthewrist]

"Good," he said, smiling down at her and running his fingers through her hair again. "Good. Come back to me at some point."

[seveninchmotto]

"I'll come back," she said, looking up. "For you."

Yeah, not just 'to' him. But that too. One of her hands slid over his hip and up to his stomach, and she dragged a few of her nails over his skin.

"And for more hot, hot sex," she added. "Maybe on the desk, next time. It's sturdy, it can take you banging your thighs against it."

[flickofthewrist]

"For me," he repeated, sliding his fingers underneath her chin and then down her neck. "And sex. Could always bend you over the desk. Then it'd be your thighs banging against it."

He traced her lips with his thumb and sighed.

[seveninchmotto]

"And your thighs banging against mine," she replied, and kissed his thumb. "Also a valid idea. I'd let you bend me over it. I might taunt you to do things harder and faster, but I'd let you do it."

[flickofthewrist]

"You're not gonna be able to think about sex without seeing my face," Flick murmured, smiling. "I know it."

[seveninchmotto]

"I'm willing to take that chance," Isabelle told him, scratching her nails down his stomach. "And besides, the same obviously goes for you too."

[flickofthewrist]

"And I'm willing to admit that you're right, I always see your face whenever I think about sex," Flick told her. "No matter what."

He sighed at the scratching and leaned back a little.

[seveninchmotto]

"It's because I'm the best."

Yes.

She ducked down and kissed his thigh again.

[flickofthewrist]

"It's because I'm attached to you," he told her, glancing down. "You're excellent but the connection helps."

[seveninchmotto]

"Mmm, no wall." Or at least not one as bad as what they'd dealt with for a second there. "It does lead to better sex."

She bit the spot she'd just kissed. Not too gently. Wanted to leave a mark, see.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick twitched slightly and chuckled.

"Try finding that with anyone else," he mumbled, leaning back, eyes closed. Just trying to get himself and his body working towards another hard on so she could do what she wanted to do.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle sucked on his skin, then bit down again. Yeah, he was getting a bruise on the inside of his thigh, to remember her by. She gave the spot a kiss before straightening up again.

"Not too easy to find, I guess," she murmured, as her hand moved to wrap around his cock. Maybe she could help him along. (In fact, she knew she could.) "I like you. And I want to explore sexual things with you."