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CHAPTER 2

NOV 7TH | 54℉☀(windy)

▸ Parka up for a cold an--*CHSKSSS--*- windy day in Blackwell folks! I sure do hope--*CHSKSSS--*-search team down at the lake won't--*CHSKSSS--*---*CHSSK--*-trouble out on the waters. Professional divers have been going in since dawn, let's give it up for the professional --*CHSKSSS--*-!!

▸ Old Lady Petunia has paid me to say DO NOT SEEK OUT THE ANGELS--*CHSKSSKK--SK--SSSH--*- In fact, there are no such thing as angels. See how easy that was? No angels, no problem.

▸ And now back to our --*CHSKSSS--*-regularly scheduled programming.

THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT

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[eternalboy]

[ and that's only the beginning. if Izzy's taking care of the dress, he's left with the panties that he quickly pulls down, also shrugging out of his own shirt in this fast moving process. he backs Izzy to some bench that the staff probably sits on to tie their shoes before heading home and helps her down with a laughter because they're both being probably very clumsy at this point of the night. once he's sure Izzy's sitting there nice and tight without falling on the floor, which would be awkward, he firmly but gently spreads her legs and leans down to kiss her there. if she closes her eyes she can imagine it's a girl doing this. isn't that nice. or well, maybe not, because he's not that good. ]

[singlestrand]

[ oh yeah, there's definitely laughter. isabella can barely move around in her heels, a mistake on her part as she seriously underestimated how much liquor she'd want to drink. at least ben has, so far, been a good leader-- she hasn't broken an ankle yet!

but no. it's a bit difficult to imagine ben as a woman, but at this particular moment it's not necessarily a bad thing. isabella just expected to be pushed against something and pounded, the stereotypical response to a girl luring you somewhere for sex. wham bam and done without any sort of satisfaction. but there he was, being a gentleman. that'd only make this worse in the end.

her fingers thread in his dark hair and she lets out a breathy groan, eyes closing to allow her to focus purely on the pleasure. ]

[eternalboy]

[ he just really likes her and wants her to enjoy this even though this is what it is, a quick one in the dressing room of some club. when he falls for someone it happens fast and thoroughly and despite the fact that he may strike as the cheating type with all his recklessness, he's always focused on the one person until he starts feeling trapped. then things get out of control. but even then he never does it on purpose. ]

[ right now he only has eyes for Izzy and that's what he's trying to make her see too. make her realize that he wants her to be happy. he himself is happy enough, pausing occasionally to laugh it off because he just feels so good this moment and the drinks from earlier are still lifting his spirits. ]

[ once it seems like Izzy has gotten to the edge he stops, wipes his mouth on his wrist and reaches around for his wallet. ]

[singlestrand]

[ there's something strangely adorable about him laughing in between her legs. that momentary sobriety hits, a pang of guilt moving over her before the drunken numbness sinks back in. she'll feel that one later. maybe.

when he moves from her she leans forward, both hands clutching the edge of the bench. half-lidded eyes watch him fumble around for his wallet, thinking of nothing else but for him to hurry it up. ]

Come on, loverboy.

[ a drunken slur of words that were attempted to sound sexy. did she manage it? ]

[eternalboy]

[ to him she sounds sexy even when she talks about baking so what do you think. ]

Don't fall off the bench now.

[ it's a legitimate concern since it's a pretty narrow bench and they're pretty drunk. she even more than him. ]

[ finally manages to locate what he was looking for and unwraps the condom. getting out of his pants is a relief since they had been starting to feel tight for a while now. puts it on and climbs on the bench with his other foot still firmly on the ground because they're going to fall over if he sits on the bench too. definitely. takes a hold of her hips and kisses her, very turned on by her Eagerness. ]

[singlestrand]

I'll be fine. [ she purrs. there is nothing not hot mess about isabella at the moment, but at least she seems to be pulling it off well. she peels away from the kiss to shift her hips, doing some sort of awful balancing act on the bench to drape a leg around him. there were probably better surfaces for this, but now they're here so she guesses this will have to do.

isabella glances toward the door before she reaches forward to clutch his shoulder, rocking her hips against his. ]

[eternalboy]

[ there are no glass shards remember. ]

[ once she has her leg around him he helps her find a good position where neither of them has to slide off the bench. then she starts moving and he makes a small noise because it's so much better than he expected. she's amazing and this is amazing. he smiles and leans down to kiss her neck and collarbone as they make sweet heterosexual sex. ]

[singlestrand]

[ a lot of heterosexual sex going on on this bench, yeah.

isabella tilts her head to watch him out of the corner of her eye, struggling a little to keep her balance as there is a bit too much movement going on for her to handle at the moment. but her grip on both the bench and ben seems to be tight enough, so she tries to focus a bit more on the grinding of hips-- it shouldn't take him too long to get off, right?

oh, that's a moan. that feels okay. it was definitely much better when he was between her legs, but she'll take it. ]

[eternalboy]

[ rest assured he's pretty drunk so it's not gonna take too long. he mutters something about how good that feels against her skin, growing more breathless by every second. the awkward position is certainly not ruining his mood, but he's thinking that next time they should do it somewhere more comfortable. adventurous is his thing but if Izzy is going to keep wearing shoes like that... ]

[ when he finally comes he does so with saying her name and all because it's the only name that has been going around his head these last few days. it's kinda stuck there now. ]

[singlestrand]

[ well, there it is. she sits there for a moment, relaxing against him--ignoring that he totally just said her name when he came, he's in too deep--trying to concentrate on slowing her heartbeat and once again, not falling off the bench now that he's basking in the glory of reaching the finish line. and not so much on her sliding off the bench.

isabella carefully scoots back, tucking some messy hair behind her ear. ... she tugs her dress up and re-situates her breasts in it. ]

[eternalboy]

[ when his eyes are open again Izzy is moving away and that's not really what he wanted to see. still, he watches her with a warm look on his face. he reaches a hand to brush over the tips of her hair and her back. ]

You alright?

[ he's trying to think up a place where they could go next but for some reason his brain feels like jelly. ]

[singlestrand]

M'fine. [ she slips away from his touch to leeeeean and snatch her panties from the floor, sliding them back on before she stands up. there's a bit of a stumble there but she manages to stand up straight, tugging her dress every which way so every part of her is covered. ]

We should probably get out of here before we get caught. [ we've already been lucky enough. ]

[eternalboy]

[ oh. ]

The door's locked.

[ they could be here all night. he doesn't care. getting caught by some security guard would be fun. they could take turns to tip-toe downstairs to get more to drink. ]

[ but she's already dressed, or as dressed she can get, so he makes half an attempt at finding his pants with one hand while still looking at her. ]

[singlestrand]

Yeah, but the employees prob have the key. [ she does not want to stay here all night, thank you. that sounds miserable. isabella comes fingers through her hair and she's having her run of sobriety. she hopes it leaves real soon because she needs to be drunk, come on body. ]

We could call a taxi. Get your bike in the morning? Or there's a motel somewhere close. [ don't pick that option though. ] I think there's a... Denny's somewhere. We could sober up there and head out, too.

[eternalboy]

[ are you kidding me of course he'll go for the motel option. ]

I'm not hungry. Are you?

[ it takes a few tries but eventually he finds his pants. manages to pull them on crouch down for the shirt that's laying on the floor. brushes his hair out of his face. ]

Whatever you say, really.

[singlestrand]

Not really. [ she ate all day. she's good. isabella moves over to him to straighten out his clothes and finish buttoning his shirt up. she can't pretend to be totally disinterested now if she wants to make it home without a fight. ] Do you want to stay in a room with me all night or call a taxi?

[eternalboy]

You really need to ask?

[ he has made his opinion pretty clear. also he wants to drink more. laughs and leans in to kiss her again, sliding his hand to cup her face so it can turn into one of those longer kisses. ]

[singlestrand]

[ well, there's her answer. isabella leans into the kiss for a while before slipping away, reaching down to grab his hand to lead him out of the room and down the steps back to the club. she knows it's a good block or two to the motel, so they can make it on foot. even on her heels. ] To the motel, then.

[ and maybe they'll take the way that puts them in the path of a liquor store, too. ]

[eternalboy]

[ omg. ]

[ sorry, Sam, new roommate, he won't even be there for the first night. ]