Room 17, Second Floor, Haunted House, Saturday Evening

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle was so very ready to move out of this place. Yes, living on an even tinier island than usual was maybe quaint and all, and she hadn't had to deal with her roommate much at all, and maybe if you squinted, there was something comfortingly familiar about the presence of the supernatural.

But. That last bit especially was so goddamn annoying. See, when Isabelle was trying to take advantage of the fact that her roommate wasn't around, and trying to, you know, relax and enjoy herself a little, all curled up on her bed in her nice pajamas (because being alone was no reason to look anything less than her best) and scrolling through some of the more not safe for the public kind of stuff she had saved on her phone... The last thing she needed was for some disembodied voice to start crying uncontrollably in the corner of her room. Right as she was about to settle down to watch that one video, too. Pretty boys getting it on didn't go with wailing, thank you very much!

And of course, the crying voice was soon joined by another one. And once those quieted down, there was a brief misty figure on the other side of the room.

"Are you done already?"

When she felt a random instance of pure dread rush through her senses, she slumped down on her bed with a great big annoyed sigh. So ready to move out of this damn place.

[ooc: Closed door, open post if you're up for SP. In all honesty I am mostly posting to use at least a portion of an idea I ran out of time to fully use, la.]

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[flickofthewrist]

"Best dick I've ever had in my ass," he complimented with a little laugh. "I'll be happy to repay the favor, let you feel me in places you have never felt before."

But.

"I'll be gentle. You can trust me with this."

[seveninchmotto]

"I wouldn't let you do that if I didn't think you'd be gentle."

Please, she wouldn't let anyone do that if they couldn't be trusted to do it right.

"You'll be gentle and dirty."

[flickofthewrist]

"You'll like it."

He smirked up at her.

"I know I did."

[seveninchmotto]

"Good, because I intend to do it to you again." More than once, probably. "Because I really want to know what it feels like to screw someone in front of a mirror. And whether I can make you come without actually touching your dick."

[flickofthewrist]

"That'll be a tall order but if you hit the right places with your cock, you might be able to succeed," Flick told her, nodding. "Would I be able to touch my dick or no touching at all?"

[seveninchmotto]

"I'd aim for no touching." So, the opposite of what she was doing right now. "I'd want to try that. Seeing if I could hit the right places enough. I'd let you stroke it if it got to be too much with no payoff, though."

[flickofthewrist]

"I'd let you try," Flick told her, nodding. "It might take some discipline on my part because it's an automatic urge to try and stroke when someone's inside your ass but I'd restrain myself."

[seveninchmotto]

"I'd reward that," she told him as she moved to wiggle her way out of her underwear entirely. Better access. They had to go. "I'd whisper the dirties things in your ear. About how it felt to fuck you, and see you strain."

[flickofthewrist]

"I would not have thought that putting a dick in someone's ass would turn you on so much," Flick told her, reaching and stroking his fingers down her leg. "A kink I didn't think you had, baby."

[seveninchmotto]

"There's control in it," Isabelle pointed out. Her underwear wasn't getting pushed past his fingers on her leg and she was fine with that. "And I love power."

[flickofthewrist]

"I know you do," Flick said because he had definitely figured that out about her. "And I love giving it to you because you know how to use it and make it advantageous for everyone involved. Not just anyone would be allowed to get back there, you know."

[seveninchmotto]

"Oh I know, baby." She'd figured that out too. Her fingers were moving slowly again. She maybe had a plan forming. "I'm special. And I can be depended on to give it to you good. And hey, if you didn't come, I might let you fuck me while I was still wearing the harness. Bet that'd feel good if you hadn't gotten stroked at all."

[flickofthewrist]

"It'd feel very fucking good," Flick said, shivering just at the thought. "It'd be similar to when you tied me up. If I had very little stimulation and then got to get it all at once? You'd probably feel how hard I can actually get."

[seveninchmotto]

"Mmm." She licked her lips. "Too bad about the lack of birth control runes. That'd be something to feel skin to skin. Because yes, it is a kink of mine, so it gets me very ready to go. Just one smooth, slippery thrust in..."

Just because they couldn't do it didn't mean she couldn't put the thoughts in his head anyway.

[flickofthewrist]

"You're awful," Flick moaned, closing his eyes and shaking his head. He knew they couldn't do anything like that so the thought was an amazing dream. He licked his lips.

"It'd be intense skin to skin," Flick told her with a sigh. "It'd be messy too. So messy which just means it'd be fucking great."

[seveninchmotto]

"Intense, and messy, and great," Isabelle agreed with a wobbly smirk. "I can even elaborate with a few details, if you go and get me something from the second desk drawer over there."

She nodded towards the desk.

[flickofthewrist]

"All right," Flick said, kissing her knee briefly before he rolled off the desk and wandered to the desk. He opened the second drawer of her desk. "What am I getting here?"

[seveninchmotto]

"The little purple purse."

With a vibrator inside because of course.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick snagged the requested object and brought it back over to her. Once he'd taken his seat, he passed it to her.

"Whatcha got inside there?" He maybe had an idea or two.

[seveninchmotto]

"Oh, just a little something nice..."

Well, why tell him when she could show him instead, by tugging the purse open and pulling out the red vibrator. Not too thick, not too slim.

[flickofthewrist]

"I had a feeling it might be something like that," he said, grinning at her. "And what a very suitable color for you too. That's definitely something nice."

Definitely.

[seveninchmotto]

"Isn't it?"

Yeah, it was. And all the nicer when she reached down between her legs to just slide the tip of the toy over her clit. Without even turning it on, she was pretty sensitive, and exhaled a quiet little moan.

"So," she said, licking her lips, "I think I promised you more fantasy fodder for getting this for me. Hmm?"

[flickofthewrist]

"You did."

He swallowed hard and nodded. He wasn't really involved in the whole stimulation thing but he was definitely turned on. It didn't take much when it came to her.

"Tell me, please."

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle smirked at him. "So, skin to skin, hmm?" she asked, running the toy against herself, getting it slick in the process. "The ease is a great benefit. I'd be out of your body and you'd be in mine in no time at all. Brings spontaneity."

She pressed a button, and the toy began to buzz. Just the lowest setting, but it made her moan and bite her lip before she continued.

"You're rock hard from me screwing you in front of the mirror. You've been able to see yourself get harder and harder, and you're aching. You want to come. You don't want to wait and you don't have to. When I pull out of you, it takes barely any effort at all. You can turn, push me on the bed, spread my legs." Which she did, right now. "No getting the harness off. You can just grab my dick as you ––" She swallowed, pushing the toy in. It slid in easily, making her gasp. "–– push yours into me. Hard."

[flickofthewrist]

"Jesus fucking shit," Flick mumbled, eyes wide and mouth hanging open now. Between the sight of her starting to fuck herself with the toy and the words, he was going to have to do something shortly to his own hardening cock.

Not right now, though. Right now was about watching her and breathing and trying not to choke on air. "Would I come inside you or come on you?"