The Apartment, New York, Sunday

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle was in her element. Not only was her boyfriend home – and not just visiting for the day but on actual break – but she was also cooking for him. That's right, their kitchen was a happy mess of various kinds of ingredients and pots and pans with ––

With, well, something cooking in them. It was honestly hard to tell what it was by the smell. Or the ingredients strewn about the counters. Or the way it looked, even. Maybe... maybe it was some kind of stew?

Whatever it was, Isabelle looked happy to be making it.

[ooc: NFB, and expecting a ton of SP, omg.]

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[seveninchmotto]

"I feel perfectly energetic."

She still wasn't about to drag him up from bed quite yet.

Probably.

[flickofthewrist]

"Well, I need to recharge," he murmured, sighing. "So, let me get some rest and then we can go again."

[seveninchmotto]

"Boys are so weak," Isabelle tsked, shifting until she could rest the side of her head against his chest. Her hair covered up one of his shoulders. "Sigh."

Yes, she actually said 'sigh'. Complete with an actual sigh.

[flickofthewrist]

"Did you just say sigh?" Flick shook his head at her and sighed right back. "Be quiet, woman. I just fucked you silly. Give me a little bit of time."

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle snorted.

That was kind of like being quiet, right?

[flickofthewrist]

"Shut up," he said and closed his eyes. "Let me rest and shhh."

[seveninchmotto]

"Don't 'shh' me."

She was a child sometimes.

[flickofthewrist]

"Isabelle Lightwood, I am not going to get hard for you again if you keep this up," he mock threatened.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle chuckled against his neck. "Jon Brennan, I hope you realize saying that is only likely to get me to prove you wrong. You need to try the magic word approach or I'm just going to make an attempt at getting you going right here."

[flickofthewrist]

"Darling, please let me have a few moments?" he asked oh so sweetly. "I just need a little bit of time, that's all."

[seveninchmotto]

"Better." She nodded. "Still can't promise you'll be getting very many moments, but I can give you a couple. I suppose."

[flickofthewrist]

"Thank you," he said gratefully. "I appreciate your understanding. I'll be good to go soon."

[seveninchmotto]

"Otherwise I'll get started without you."

She sighed and nuzzled his chest. Admittedly, it was a pretty nice place to rest her head for a while.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick laughed and reached up to start stroking his fingers through her hair. "Mmm, that wouldn't be so bad. But, I'll be in on this one. Just a little time."

[seveninchmotto]

Oh, hand in her hair. Her weakness. Nice move, Flick.

"Just a little."

[flickofthewrist]

Flick smiled and slid his fingers through her hair, sighing quietly. This was good, this was relaxing.

This was what he needed.