Room 226, Saturday evening

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt woke up, yawned, stretched, and rolled over to check the clock. It was dark out, so it had to still be pretty early in the morning and therefore no reason to get out of bed yet. The blue LED lights of the alarm clock told him it was almost 5:00 AM, so he made a sleepy sound and sank down in his pillow.

Then he realized that the little dot that meant "AM" hadn't been lit up. 5:00 PM? He'd slept through the entire day? He sat up abruptly and tried to get out of the bed, but his legs got tangled in the blankets and he fell, sprawling on the floor. Cursing, he stood up and hobbled over to turn on the light, then sat back down on the bed to inspect himself. He'd managed to scrape his knee and elbow, but his healing ability made short work of that. Too bad he hadn't been able to use it as a kid. He had a couple of scars from childhood adventures that it would've been nice to get rid of.

[ooc: Open. Wyatt's sleep patterned after his mun, who just woke up as well, wtf.]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It's such a tough choice. You might have to twist my arm," she told him.

Ignore the fact she's kicking off her shoes.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt didn't have any shoes on. In fact, he was still just wearing pajama bottoms, having just got up and all. And the bed was still very warm. "Twisting away," he said, moving in for a kiss.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Twisting was very good, Isabel realized as she returned the kiss. "You're right," she murmured in between kisses. "Why go outside? This is a better way to be breathless."

[blessed_twice]

"Uh huh," Wyatt said, lying back and pulling Isabel with him. "Much better."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"But one problem," she replied, propping her head up on her hand and lazily dragging a finger down his chest. "I think I have too many clothes on."

[blessed_twice]

"That can definitely be fixed," Wyatt said, reaching down to tug her shirt up.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel swatted at his hand, another idea in mind. "Soon enough. For now? Why don't you just relax. We'll get to breathless in a little bit."

[blessed_twice]

"What do you have in mind?" Wyatt asked curiously, lying back and folding his arms behind his head.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Want me to rub your back? For a start at least," she offered.

[blessed_twice]

"I can't argue with that," Wyatt said, rolling over on to his stomach.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel moved carefully and straddled Wyatt's hips as she reached up and slowly but firmly began to massage the muscles in his shoulders. "Next time I have to remember to bring some oil with me."

[blessed_twice]

"Mmmm," Wyatt mumbled into his pillow. "I'll buy you some if you just keep doing that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You can't mean to tell me you're going to sleep," she whispered into his ear, before nipping it gently.

[blessed_twice]

"No," Wyatt said. "Just relaxing, really."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Just don't get too relaxed," Isabel laughed, slowly working her hands down his back. "Is it hard enough?"

[blessed_twice]

"Oh yeah," Wyatt grinned. "It's very hard."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's not what I meant and you know it," she grinned, rubbing her thumbs into Wyatt's spine. "But it's still good information to have."

[blessed_twice]

"Oh, right there," Wyatt groaned, then let out a happy sigh. "You have great hands."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And I can do great things with them," Isabel replied smugly. Yes, she realized that sounded a bit innuendo-y. She meant it that way.

[blessed_twice]

"Oh, yes you can," Wyatt agreed, twisting his head to look over his shoulder at her.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Soon enough." Still a bit smug, she leaned down for a kiss then began to trace the path of her hands down his back with kisses.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt squirmed. "Okay, if that's supposed to make me relax, it isn't going to work."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

More then likely pushing the waistband of his pajama pants down and lightly nipping at the side of his hip wouldn't help with relaxation either.

[blessed_twice]

Oh, definitely not. Wyatt made a whimpering noise, arching his back.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel turned her attention to Wyatt's other hip, scraping her teeth over the skin. "Like that do you?"