Room 301, Monday Late Afternoon

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Well, Alec had crutches but was otherwise fine. Clary and Jace were okay too. Hodge was... gone, without a curse to keep him at the Institute. Clary's uncle person was a werewolf who'd gathered his pack to fight Valentine, but he'd still escaped, taking the Mortal Cup with him. Clary's mother was in a coma, but at least she was in a hospital now.

And Jace and Clary were Valentine's children.

Considering all this was information Isabelle had gained in the last twenty four hours, was it any wonder she had chosen to bail New York a little early in anticipation of her classes, and come back to Fandom? She needed to process. Her parents wouldn't be back in New York for a little while yet, but Jace could take care of Alec. (So could Magnus, who'd hinted as much after he'd spent the night sitting by her brother's side.)

So she was here, and flopped over on her bed.

[ooc: Open door/post! Blah blah references to City of Bones which is just about done now. (Five more books to go. Sigh.)]

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Isabelle licked water off his neck. And then just licked his neck for the hell of it, letting her tongue trail up to his jaw.

Where she sighed against his skin because the massaging was good too.

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"Love you, baby." He decided to say it at least once since she'd tried to get her feelings out and he wanted her to know his as well even if she already knew. Flick kept massaging her neck and nuzzled against his cheek against her.

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Isabelle went to trace the edge of his earlobe with the tip of her tongue.

That was easier than words. She could just react with easy actions.

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"Just wanted you to know your feelings are mutual," he murmured, leaning towards her and sighing quietly. "That's all."

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Isabelle bit on his ear. Just some light nibbling, really.

"I know, baby," she whispered.

[flickofthewrist]

"Good," he said, shivering at the biting. That felt good and he liked it. "Don't forget it when you leave and go back home. They'll always be there."

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He'd shivered, and Isabelle had noticed. Therefore, it logically followed that Isabelle had to bite his ear again. And then maybe soothe it with a lick. No, definitely soothe it with a lick.

"Do you want to stay the night?"

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"Yes, I'd like that," he murmured, shivering again at the biting and then the licking. "I wanna stay."

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"In my bed?" Isabelle whispered, even though she knew she didn't have to sell the idea to him anymore. It was just for fun. Or to further ground her after her earlier burst of emotion. "With me wearing one of your shirts."

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"Yeah, I want that," he reiterated, nodding. "You've got a selection of my shirts these days. Anyone of them will do. I just want you to relax and I'll hold you tonight."

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"Will you?" she murmured. "Will you hold me nice and tight?"

Maybe she needed that.

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"I will, I promise," Flick told her, nodding. "I'll hold you and you can take a night to just let someone else watch out for you. Just one night. That's all."

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"I don't need you to watch out for me." But she'd take it anyway. Not needing it didn't mean she couldn't want it. She nuzzled his neck and added, more lightly, "But I do need you to be available for sexual favors in the morning."

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"I know you don't but let me watch out for you anyway," Flick asked. "In the safety of your room, just let me do something to help."

He just wanted to do something to help her.

"And I'm always available for sexual favors in the morning."

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"You just want to help, don't you?"

Her tone was flirting and light, but she was referring to the first thing just as much as to the second.

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"Yes."

He nodded.

"I can't face Greater Demons or take on Marks," he told her, rubbing his hands over some of those Marks on her arms, "but I can hold you and make sure you relax. I can tell you stories and stroke your hair till you fall asleep. I can make sure you go back home recharged."

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Isabelle finally pulled away from his ear and his neck, although she just ended up pressing her forehead to his. Butting heads but in the nicer way.

"I would like that."

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"Good."

He smiled and moved his forehead against hers, sighing as he did.

"Then, I'll do all that. And be available for sex tomorrow."

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"Probably later tonight, too," Isabelle mused, smiling a little bit. "A girl has needs."

[flickofthewrist]

"You'll get whatever you need," Flick promised her. "Sex, sleeping, cuddling, storytelling, massaging, whatever. I'll do what you need to recuperate."

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"I need it all," she declared, and gave him a little kiss. "Sex, cuddling, stories, massage, humming your favorite song, telling me how pretty I am. Everything. All of it."

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"Then, that'll be the plan for tonight and tomorrow morning," Flick told her. "I'll order Chinese -- "

Because that was their takeout of choice.

" -- and you can lounge in my shirt until you wanna get naked with me."

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"Oh, that sounds like a plan," Isabelle told him, nodding. A few times, even. Plus he got a couple of kisses. "It even sounds worth getting out of the shower for."

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"I agree," he said, smiling at her enthusiasm for the plan. "Let's do that. I'll send you back home feeling rested and fulfilled."

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Isabelle snickered as she reached out to turn the water off, and then moved to step out of the shower, reaching for some luxurious towels for them. (He knew how her pillows were. Her towels were about the same when it came to quality.)

"Rested, fulfilled, satisfied, and missing you already."