God, he's really something when he's like this. (Well, he's always something. But especially like this.).
"I've got you," Kaidy breathes; she was already practically draped over Izzy's back, but now she's twined as close around his scarred, utterly solid body as she can possibly get: arms caught tight around his waist, opened belt buckle a snap of cold against his bare thigh, face tucked into the crook between his neck and shoulder as he bucks helplessly into her fist and she presses kiss after long, hot, hard kiss to his tattoo. Moving along his throat, her teeth find the soft skin at the point his neck meets his shoulder and bite down, just enough to give him a focus point. He's so warm he's like holding a furnace; he shivers and moans and it's as if he's shuddering through her, as if he's falling apart at the seams.
"That's it, baby," she murmurs, punctuating each phrase and the bright new mark on his collar with more kisses, as if she can't get enough of him, as if she'll never get enough. "That's right, take it all... Fuck, Iz, you're so good, you're so so good."
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
God, he's really something when he's like this. (Well, he's always something. But especially like this.).
"I've got you," Kaidy breathes; she was already practically draped over Izzy's back, but now she's twined as close around his scarred, utterly solid body as she can possibly get: arms caught tight around his waist, opened belt buckle a snap of cold against his bare thigh, face tucked into the crook between his neck and shoulder as he bucks helplessly into her fist and she presses kiss after long, hot, hard kiss to his tattoo. Moving along his throat, her teeth find the soft skin at the point his neck meets his shoulder and bite down, just enough to give him a focus point. He's so warm he's like holding a furnace; he shivers and moans and it's as if he's shuddering through her, as if he's falling apart at the seams.
"That's it, baby," she murmurs, punctuating each phrase and the bright new mark on his collar with more kisses, as if she can't get enough of him, as if she'll never get enough. "That's right, take it all... Fuck, Iz, you're so good, you're so so good."