Room 406, Late Afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

For a Monday, it had been an incredible day. It's true that cake baking was less then successful, still the frosting was tasty and she'd had a good conversation with Molly. Then there was skywriting, which probably ranks as the best surprise in quite a while, maybe ever.

Considering it was still fairly early in the day, it could only get better. Still smiling, she opened the door to her room.

[ooc: locked to Greg, conversation NFB]

[ETA: Venturing into NWS areas... Just so you know]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Are you okay?" she asked, "Or is there anything I need to kiss and make feel better? Like here maybe?" Smiling, Isabel leaned in to kiss the hollow at the base of his throat.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"That's good," he murmured, moving a little to kiss the inside of her elbow.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel never realized the skin of her elbow could be so sensitive. She shivered and closed her eyes.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg liked that reaction.

So he repeated the gesture on the opposite elbow.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

More shivering. There might have been some clutching happening about now as well.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

That would be why Greg shifted his attentions to her neck, kissing and nipping gently.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Talking right now? Not happening. Instead Isabel ran her fingers through his hair before trailing them down his back.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg was back to slipping his hands under her shirt and lightly scratching her back.

And this time he didn't skip over her bra clasp, but let his fingertips linger there as though asking permission.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

It took a moment for Isabel to realize what Greg was asking. She hestitated for the barest second before nodding and quietly whispering "yes". Her own hands tugged gently, pulling his t-shirt up.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg moved his hands from her back long enough for his shirt to be tugged over his head, then set back to work on her bra clasp.

Having no experience with bra clasps, it took him a moment before he got it undone.

He might have seemed just a bit pleased with himself.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel smiled and tipped her head up to kiss him. Her hands immediately went returned to his back. Fingers skimming over it lightly.