seveninchmotto: ([neu] Unguarded.)
Isabelle Lightwood ([personal profile] seveninchmotto) wrote2013-10-27 03:07 pm
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Room 301, Sunday Morning

It had been kind of an uneven dance. It had had a good start, with funny decorations and a hot date. Then there was that debacle in the middle with Alec's birthday cake and unfortunately timed transformation, and Isabelle being restrained enough to not hit Sparkle over his stupid accusations. (Look, she was not the best cook or baker in the world, sure, but whatever she made did not turn people into panthers, and even a dumb mundie should have known that and not given her reason to actually actively dislike him instead of intimidating him out of protective instinct. –– Okay, yes, maybe she was still pretty pissed about that.) But then she'd claimed her rightful place on the Homecoming Court. And then she'd sadly had to ban Raleigh from the room for the night because there had clearly been a need for private celebrations with her date.

And now she was stretched out next to said date on her bed, amidst all her black bedding and ridiculously fluffy pillows. Starting to wake up but taking her time getting there.

[ooc: For the werewolf. The graveyard one. Raleigh modded with permission. (I'm pretty sure "DAMN IT, ISABELLE" was permission.)]
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seveninchmotto: ([neu] Condescending.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-10-27 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabelle did not find the squirming a discouragement. She had some pretty long nails and he had a lot of skin to cover.

"Right? It's not as if my cooking turned into fair folk food by accident, and even if it did, I wouldn't feed it to my brother."

She'd probably feed it to Sparkle first, if she was honest.

[identity profile] graveyardwolf.livejournal.com 2013-10-27 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Isaac's nails weren't long (unless he wanted them to be) but he could still use them to stroke them down Isabelle's stomach. "It'd be a pretty cool trick to have though."
seveninchmotto: ([pos] Little smirk.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-10-27 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess." She was momentarily distracted by a shiver, but shivering was good. "Not very useful, but potentially amusing. As long as I never ate any of it myself."

It was a mystery whether she ever ate any of her own cooking anyway.

[identity profile] graveyardwolf.livejournal.com 2013-10-27 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"But I think you'd make a cute panther." Teasing, he was teasing.
seveninchmotto: ([pos] Might still hit you.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-10-27 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabelle dug her nails into the skin at his side a little harshly anyway.

"Is that so?"

[identity profile] graveyardwolf.livejournal.com 2013-10-28 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac laughed and squirmed some more. Luckily her nails felt more like tickling than anything else. "Hey, panthers are cute and intimidating. I'd probably turn into a cocker spaniel."

'Cause, you know. The hair.
seveninchmotto: ([pos] Sassy pose.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-10-28 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
"And that would be adorable." And she had to leave his side be because she needed that hand to ruffle his spaniel-y hair. "But you already have an animal to turn into."

[identity profile] graveyardwolf.livejournal.com 2013-10-28 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Werewolves aren't very cute though," he said, leaning in towards Isabelle's touch. "The opposite of cute, in fact."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Calm but deadly.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-10-28 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"So I've heard." From him, even. She kept running her fingers through his hair. "You're pretty clean for a werewolf, though."

Or, werewolves where she was from were more dirty than average.
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