Room 301, Saturday Evening

[seveninchmotto]

So, that had been a pretty short dance for this couple. And Isabelle was perfectly fine with that. She got her door open, and was already trying to kiss Flick again as soon as she'd yanked him into the room.

After the couple of weeks she'd had, she really needed something easier like this. Probably deserved it, too. So, she was taking it.

[ooc: For the guy, and NSFW-bound probably.]

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[seveninchmotto]

It did, actually, since she'd done that fully on purpose. "Mmm." Yes, she liked that. And he was getting another lick for that. A little sucking on the skin, too.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick inhaled sharply, realizing just how sensitive she'd made him throughout all this. He had to breathe deeply several times to make sure he didn't pop off immediately.

Licking her and sucking her and trying to thrust his tongue into her helped. It most definitely helped.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle could help him in his efforts to keep from coming too fast, by pausing in her touching for a while. That still meant he got her breath against his now-wet skin, a minor thrill on its own.

She moaned at getting licked and sucked, too.

[flickofthewrist]

"I wanna come," he mumbled, muffling most of the words against her skin and trying to maybe push himself that last bit by shifting around again. He pulled away from her, denying her pleasure since she was denying him.

He had some power here too and he'd just realized that.

[seveninchmotto]

"I know you do," she murmured, reaching for something with her free hand. "But not before I say so, baby."

[flickofthewrist]

"Then say so," he growled, tugging on the handcuffs and lifting his hips again. "Now."

Well. He could try and be tough.

[seveninchmotto]

"Cute." There was a small snap of a sound that came from what she was doing, but her laugh covered that up. "But save that for when you have me bound and blindfolded."

Because that was definitely going to happen eventually.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick growled again and fell back against the pillows, listening for what she was doing.

"What are you doing?" Might as well ask, right? Right.

[seveninchmotto]

"Don't ask so many questions," she chided, shifting a bit. "You should be tongue-fucking me right now, anyway. Not talking."

[flickofthewrist]

Flick huffed in mock irritation before he moved again, getting himself more comfortable again.

And then he did take her advice and licked her slowly and deeply. He made sure to do that again, letting his tongue slide over her clit as he did.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle let out a please sigh. "There, that's way better." And he got himself a lick in return, too! Although it was light and a little teasing, for now.

Much like the lubed-up finger that teased his ass just about then, circling with some easy pressure.

[flickofthewrist]

"Motherfucker," Flick said, pulling his mouth away and tightening slightly in surprise. He took a breath though and relaxed, shuddering and shivering at the sudden change in pleasure.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle tsked at him again. Didn't stop with the touching, though, this time.

"Now, where did your mouth go?"

[flickofthewrist]

"I got a little distracted," Flick told her, hissing out a breath through his teeth. "I had to use my mouth for other things. Goddammit."

[seveninchmotto]

"Well, try to get focused," Isabelle told him. "I'd hate to have to leave you like this without payoff if you failed to cooperate."

The finger actually pushed in now.

[flickofthewrist]

Well, she'd get to feel his breath puff out against her skin but his tongue and mouth didn't return to their previous position. It was hard to think when she had a finger inside him like that.

"Fuck off."

Mmm, cursing.

[seveninchmotto]

"You really don't want me to do that."

Not when she was slowly working the finger in and then out. With a curve to it, too.

[flickofthewrist]

Of course he didn't want her to do that but he was also a defiant kind of guy. His breathing turned a little heavier, a little louder and he stayed where he was.

He bit down on his lower lip, suppressing a few moans and sounds of pleasure.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle ducked down and gave his balls another lick. "I'm serious," she murmured, even as her finger kept moving, and she sucked on his sensitive skin a little.

[flickofthewrist]

All Flick did in response is moan and squirm, sucking in air several times and wondering if maybe he could come from all this. He was close and he knew it wouldn't take much to get him there.

Just a little more and he'd be good.

[seveninchmotto]

She hummed against his skin a little, and pushed her finger as deep as she dared.

And then she pulled it out, and drew her mouth away from his balls, too. His own fault.

[flickofthewrist]

"Come on!" he very nearly whined. "I'm close, Isabelle. Come on, just let me come. Just touch me a little more, come on!"

Dammit.

[seveninchmotto]

"And what about what I wanted from you, hmm?" she asked. There was a smugness to her voice. "I don't think so, baby."

[flickofthewrist]

"I fingered you!" he reminded her. "I gave you what I wanted. Now, come on! Do something, for fuck's sake!"

He got a little testy when he was hanging on that edge and being denied.

[seveninchmotto]

That was only the best part about all of this!

"No," she said. "You're not being very nice."