izzyalienqueen | Las Vegas, Saturday night

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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Wyatt had been about to make a comment about what exactly was getting stroked.

Funny how he couldn't really talk at the moment now, wasn't it?

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Extremely amusing. She would have commented on that fact but well, otherwise occupied at the moment.

Fingers tightening on Wyatt's hips, Isabel teased his hard length with lips and tongue.

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Wyatt reached down to play with her hair, his head falling back on the arm of the couch. The other hand was digging into the couch cushion as he made very happy noises.

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Happy noises indeed.

Making a few happy noises of her own, Isabel kissed her way back up Wyatt's torso, along his neck before finally catching his lips in a heated kiss.

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Wyatt kissed her back for a long, lingering moment. His hands began to wander down to take hold of the hem of her t-shirt. He really wanted that fabric out of the way.

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Long, lingering kisses that went on forever were one of Isabel's favorite things, but that didn't mean she wasn't aware of where Wyatt's hands were going and what he probably wanted.

Reluctantly she ended the kiss and pushed herself up, straddling his hips as she did so. With a grin, Isabel pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it aside. "Happy now?"

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"Oh, very much so," Wyatt said, grinning as he reached up to fill his hands with her breasts.

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"Good," she replied, slowly rocking her hips against his. "You realize I wonder sometimes if I would have caught your eye if I was only a perky little 34A."

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"Depends on if you were bending over or not," Wyatt teased, sliding one hand down her body to her hip for a squeeze.

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"Nice, not one word about my sparkling personality," Isabel grumbled. But that didn't stop her from bending down for another kiss.

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He wrapped his arms around her to hold her close. "Right now I'm more focused on your lips," he murmured, kissing her back.

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"Not complaining." In fact, Isabel loved it.

An impatient wave of her hand turned off the DVD player which had returned to the main menu and it's tacky music. Apparently the movie had ended. Isabel decided she really didn't care what happened to the dumb blonde, but she did hope the handsome lead lived.

For now though, she was going to focus on kissing Wyatt and enjoying the moment.

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Wyatt didn't care about the dumb blonde, either, but he did care about the one his his arms. He rubbed his hands up and down her back as he kissed her, then moved one to tangle in her hair.

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Isabel purred in contentment as Wyatt's hands moved over her back. Her own hands had made their way under his shoulders to do a little hair tangling of their own. Wyatt wasn't the only one with a bit of a hair fixation after all.

All the while Isabel's hips continued to slowly rock against him.

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The barrier of her boxer shorts between them was rapidly become frustrating. Wyatt slid his hand down her back and slipped it under the waistband, running his palm over the curve of her ass.

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They were both half dressed which at this particular moment also qualified as very overdressed. They really did need to do something about that. After an unsuccessful push at Wyatt's jeans (which were hung up low on his hips - something about Isabel pinning him in place on the couch made significant movement difficult) Isabel broke the kiss and pulled back just enough to tip her head towards the bedroom. "As cozy as this is. There is a bed that way."

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The great thing about being a Whitelighter? Cheating. Wyatt grinned and orbed them both to the bedroom, placing them on the bed in the exact same position they'd been on the couch. "Better?" he said.

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After a quick wave of her hand that lit the two candles on the nightstand, Isabel rolled to the side, pulling Wyatt after her until their positions were reversed.

"Much."

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"Mmm, hi there," Wyatt said, ducking his head to nuzzle her neck, then start to press kisses on her shoulder and down to her chest.

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"Fancy meeting you here," Isabel observed as she lightly trailed her fingers down his back. Her own back arched up enjoying the feel of those kisses.

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He didn't respond to that, because his mouth suddenly became very busy as he reached her breasts. He loved all of Isabel's various parts, but he was particularly fond of these.

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Now it was Isabel's turn to draw her fingers back up to tangle in Wyatt's hair and to make the happy noises - most of which sounded a lot like whispers of encouragement and the occasional soft moan of pleasure.

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He lingered there for a long time, not in any rush. Eventually he drew away, moving down her stomach, his hands skimming her sides until they reached the boxers. Time for them to go.

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Isabel shivered when Wyatt's fingers brushed a sensitive spot on her side. Realizing his intentions, she lifted her hips an inch or two. It was definitely time for the boxers to go.

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Wyatt hooked his fingers in the waistband of the boxers and tugged them down her hips. He kissed his way down her legs as he pulled them all the way off her.