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{ for a split second, he does actually consider putting 
his shirt on. even though she’s seen him naked before,
a countless number of times at that, he’s still extremely
self-conscious about his body; namely the pale white
scars that still litter his back. lycanthropy doesn’t erase
everything from a person’s past it seems. but the wolf
gives pause at her words and, fuck it, no, if this is how
she wants to play, he can get just as dirty. so he lets the
t-shirt fall to the floor before making his way over to her. }

            “Really? Because I’m pretty sure you wanted to
            do more than just see it, Martin. I vaguely remember
            someone being more than a little eager to get on 
            her knees for me yesterday. I mean, that could just
            have been a very vivid dream of mine, but I have
                                         my doubts.” 

{ maybe he was asking to get hit. maybe. but there’s
a smirk on his face and amusement in his voice as he
slides in behind her, hands gripping her hips, their eyes
locking in the mirror above her dresser. his head dips, 
mouth pressing against the space just beneath her ear.
isaac has become something of an expert at unhooking
her bra — thank god for that because it took him about
ten minutes to get the damned thing off the first time 
he’d tried — and his smirk widens as he pushes her straps
off her shoulders and lets it fall in front of them. hands soon
move to cover up newly exposed skin. }

            “Don’t act like you aren’t more than aware of 
            just what my hands are capable of, princess.”

_{♥ ℒ ℳ ♥}

_{{ her eyes track his progress on
the surface of her mirror and lydia’s
mouth feels dry as she looks over
the toned expanse of skin that is
isaac lahey. he is scarred but lydia
has never tried to romanticize his
scars. she is also pretty sure that
she has never told him what she
would do to his abusive father if
he were alive. the stuff that runs
through her mind is dark enough
to give isaac lahey nightmares for
weeks. }}

                _{“ Good dreams like that don’t normally
                come true for boys like you. You should
                have considered yourself very lucky that
                I would get on my knees to please you.
                Maybe you should return the favor today. ”}

_{{ lydia has never been one for cliches but
she certainly feels like Little Red Riding Hood
as his strong hands grip the swell of her hips
and she can feel the heat of his naked back
against her own. her breathing quickens
and she knows that he must hear it. the bastard.
lydia tries to slow her breathing as his
hands fall onto her chest and cover parts of her
that she is more than just fond of, due to their
effect on those of the male persuasion. }}

                _{“ It’s been so long since you’ve put them to
                good use. Maybe tonight, if you give me a
                demonstration, it will jog my memory. ”}

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