Las Vegas, Saturday night

[izzyalienqueen]

The problem with being too jazzed up to sleep after working a busy Saturday night was that there was nothing worthwhile watching on TV.

Isabel knew she should change the channel. Any movie that featured the line "He planted the seed of the beast in my body" in the opening scene was truly going to be bad. She could feel her brain cells dying as the minutes slipped by.

But she couldn't look away. "Oh honey, you really are too dumb to live," she muttered as the female lead accepted a ride from the creepy stranger with an accent.

[This is just a little okay a lot NWS]

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[blessed_twice]

"As the lady wishes," Wyatt grinned. He pressed a kiss against her ankle, then began slowly moving his way up the inside of her leg, pausing at the back of her knee.

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"My gallant knight," Isabel murmured, watching his progress through heavy lidded eyes.

[blessed_twice]

"Just get me a dragon to slay," he said, trailing more kisses up her thigh.

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He could slay the dragon tomorrow. Isabel would even help. But for now she was focused on the feel of warm lips traveling over her skin.

Restless with anticipation her hips moved as she let out a soft moan.

[blessed_twice]

Oh, he liked that reaction.

Wyatt turned his head to kiss the opposite thigh, just barely touching the skin with his fingers as he drew them up her leg.

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His touch was feather light but it still burned (in a very good way) against her skin. "Such. A. Tease," Isabel hissed. "So mean."