Days like these lead to…
Nights like this lead to
Love like ours.
You light the spark in my bonfire heart.
People like us—we don’t
Need that much, just some-
One that starts,
Starts the spark in our bonfire hearts
– James Blunt, Bonfire Heart
Days like these lead to…
Nights like this lead to
Love like ours.
You light the spark in my bonfire heart.
People like us—we don’t
Need that much, just some-
One that starts,
Starts the spark in our bonfire hearts
– James Blunt, Bonfire Heart
I just need a scene where Isaac makes this face.

It wasn’t clear whether Jesse hadn’t noticed Isaac’s eyes change, or he was just ignoring it. Summer stood stock-still, only moving when a large, fluffy cat paced past her and toward the open door. She dropped to one knee and snagged it by the scruff of the neck.
Jesse breathed into Isaac’s face, “Do you know what she is? She doesn’t need a sad pathetic little whelp like you to protect her. If she wanted, she could have you stumbling after her uselessly, like some lovesick fool. I’m the only one she can’t touch; I’m immune to her.”
Isaac just stared at Jesse in disbelief. Was this guy serious? He couldn’t be, right? It was too ridiculous. Isaac picked him up by the throat and slammed him against the wall. “You are the most annoying person I have met in my entire life, which is really saying something if you knew Stiles,” he growled, hoisting him up higher. “I’m gonna put you down, and you’re going to leave and never come back.”
“Isaac! Isaac, put him down!” Summer screamed. She didn’t dare move, because the cat would immediately bolt out the door. As it was, it had its ears flat to its head.
Jesse had his hand wrapped around Isaac’s wrist. His face was warped into a sneer, and he hissed, “What’d she promise you? What’d she do to you? You’re a slave and you can’t even see it.” Twisting fruitlessly, he glared at Summer. “Witch!”
“You really think so?”
“Turnabout is fair play, isn’t it?” She didn’t look up at him anymore, sliding her hand back to pull his shorts down far enough to expose his cock. Careful fingers stroked up the shaft, watching the way he twitched and arched under her hand.
Isaac let out a quiet moan and closed his eyes, hips moving up against her hand. He bit his lip and gripped the sheets, cursing when he accidentally ripped them. “I owe you new sheets,” he mumbled, tilting his head back in pleasure.
“I’ll take it out in trade,” Summer replied absently, focused on the feel of the flesh under her hand, the way he shifted and moaned. She closed her fingers around him, stroking harder. “If you promise to be more careful next time.” It was strange, the heat and softness — she hadn’t expected bad literary descriptions to be quite so apt. Velvet over steel.
“You really think so?”
Pausing, she blinked up at him. “I /know/ you aren’t a virgin too. Are you.” She stroked slowly along his length, just getting a sense of him, and kissed the mark on his hip. “Nobody’s ever given you a handjob?”
Isaac arched his hips up into her hand, gripping the sheets beneath him. “No…” he said slowly. “Never.” Isaac looked down at her, reaching out and petting her hair. “Why are you…?”
“Turnabout is fair play, isn’t it?” She didn’t look up at him anymore, sliding her hand back to pull his shorts down far enough to expose his cock. Careful fingers stroked up the shaft, watching the way he twitched and arched under her hand.
Jesse spun around and slammed his palm against the doorframe, blocking Isaac’s entrance. The two were of a height, which clearly bothered the older man. “I control her absolutely. Any freedom she’s got, it’s because I let her have it. And I’m doing this for people like you. That girl is dangerous. I’m protecting you.”
Isaac held back a growl when he was blocked. He reached out and pushed Jesse’s arm out of his way easily, maybe using a little more strength than necessary. “Funny, because… I’m here to protect her. From people like you, who are obviously way in over their head,” he said, eyes flashing yellow at him.
It wasn’t clear whether Jesse hadn’t noticed Isaac’s eyes change, or he was just ignoring it. Summer stood stock-still, only moving when a large, fluffy cat paced past her and toward the open door. She dropped to one knee and snagged it by the scruff of the neck.
Jesse breathed into Isaac’s face, “Do you know what she is? She doesn’t need a sad pathetic little whelp like you to protect her. If she wanted, she could have you stumbling after her uselessly, like some lovesick fool. I’m the only one she can’t touch; I’m immune to her.”
Send ⊰ and my character will react to yours puckering up and leaning in to kiss them!
Summer giggled, lifting her face to his. It was always a stretch, but she didn’t mind; his kisses were much too nice to pass up for any reason.
“You really think so?”
“After thinking I’m ugly, or at best plain, for nearly twenty years, I hardly think I’m going to change my mind overnight,” Summer muttered. She lifted her head to meet his eyes, a half-smile turning up one corner of her mouth. Her fingers twitched a little. “What do you think I’m doing?”
Isaac swallowed, honestly not sure what she was doing at all. He had never had someone do this… Anna had never done anything like that for him. “I don’t know,” he admitted, eyes glued to her hand on his cock.
Pausing, she blinked up at him. “I /know/ you aren’t a virgin too. Are you.” She stroked slowly along his length, just getting a sense of him, and kissed the mark on his hip. “Nobody’s ever given you a handjob?”
[text to: golden kisses] he just will not take no for an answer. I’m on the verge of screaming at him
[text] Why don’t you leave?
[text to: golden kisses] I want to hang out with the rest of the people here. just this one dick in the group
[text to: golden kisses] he just wants me to be in the same state he’s in
[text] Poor guy.
[text to: golden kisses] he just will not take no for an answer. I’m on the verge of screaming at him