A Moment {Isley+Bonnie}

[Nicolette]

T'zenshin's orchestra teacher walked into the dormitory room after the Student Council Historian opened it for her. She walked inside and turned around to get their daughter from his arms, taking her into her own arms before turning and walking to the the closest bedroom. The boy had the whole dormitory to himself, so she could place her daughter in any bed. She placed her daughter down on the soft bed, moving the blankets to tuck the girl in and kiss her temple before she turned and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.

She looked across the room at Isley Black, her eyes taking on a more... intense look as she crossed the room. She slid her shoes off by the door before she walked back over to the couch, taking a seat on it. She folded her legs properly, as she was wearing a knee skirt with her slightly low-cut blouse.

"Are you going to tell me what that text was about, Isley Black?"

[tea]

Isley shut the door behind him, switched on the lock and then watched Bonnie walk into the unused bedroom carrying Cherish. While Bonnie was out of the room, he toed off his shoes at the door and set the contents of his pockets, which included his cell phone, keys and wallet at the counter by the door. From a young age, he had always been commanded to take off his shoes at the door and it had stuck even now.

When Bonnie entered the room again, he meet her eyes and paused for a moment, feeling surprised among other things. Was she angry at him? Isley wasn't sure if that look meant anger or...? What had he done to make her angry? Was it about Faye?

He felt a little relieved when she brought the text message again. Now this he could evade without being shot. He smiled at her in a way that said he'd have to beat the answer she wanted out of him. "I made a lot of texts today, be more specific." With that, he pulled his dirtied yellow polo shirt off without a thought and walked into the bedroom he was using across the room to get a new shirt. He disposed of the tattered polo shirt on the floor in his bedroom, took off his sling along with it and searched for a new shirt.

Briefly, he returned with a t-shirt on and sat down beside Bonnie on the couch. Isley wrapped his arm around her, looked down at her with a smile and eyed her low-cut blouse and chest as he spoke. "How do you like teaching here so far? ... I'm glad you came to the island, I missed you."

[Nicolette]

The woman let out a sigh at his sketchy response. She waited for him to return to the room before she opened her mouth to give him a response. "You know exactly which text I'm talking about. You know better than to try to play your silly mind games with me."

As he wrapped an arm around her, she leaned gently into his hold, letting out another sigh as she shut her eyes for a moment. His words were soft and sincere, though she couldn't help but think he was still trying to distract her... Hell, at this point, she probably would let him for a little bit.

She looked up at him, brushing her lips gently against the base of his neck from where she was sitting.

"The students here on the island are really nice, though... I missed a certain special someone in my orchestra class today." Her voice was casual at first, but turned into a light purr as she finished it up.

[tea]

"Mind games? I'd never try those with you," he replied honestly. Instead of mind games, he just enjoyed toying with other people's emotions. With Bonnie, he just occassionally skirted around the truth, so he wouldn't feel guilty later. "We just left our bikes somewhere along Marl Peaks. I was asking if Kane had went back to get them yet. It's no big deal, really."

Isley, a bit distracted by the feeling of Bonnie's lips and breathe against his neck, didn't immediately pay attention to what Bonnie's response. After a pause, he lent down and pressed a kiss to her lips. "Well, whoever this someone is.." He spoke softly between kissing her, "I bet he won't... Miss the class anymore as soon as he finds out you're the teacher."

[Nicolette]

Bonnie glanced up at him suspiciously, but decided to just let the matter go. He wasn't going to tell her the full truth, so there was no point in trying to force it out of him. She could be spending her time doing better things...

Such as kissing Isley. She brought her hands up lightly, bringing the tips of her fingers to brush down his jaw as she pulled him close, connecting their mouths once more. It had been such a long time since they'd been together, and even longer since they'd last shared such deep kisses.

Oh, how she missed them.

[tea]

As they kissed, Isley brought his arm that he had wrapped around his shoulders down around her waist to pull her closer against him. Gently, he began to press her backwards until her back hit the couch and he was partially on top of her. Every now and then, he briefly broke away for air, but didn't stop.

It'd been a long time, since he'd seen Bonnie in person and painfully longer since he had gotten to hold her this way. Now that they were finally so close, Isley didn't want to stop. Isley wanted to feel more and more of Bonnie.

With his uninjured arm, he began to slip his hand beneath her blouse, and propped himself up on his elbow with his other to prevent from squishing her with his weight.

[Nicolette]

His warmth enveloped her and she felt whole again. They had been apart for far too long, and so finally getting to feel him hold her again, kiss her again, touch her again... Everything felt right in the world. This is the way things should have been for them... She'd always been too nervous to tell Isley that she liked him because they had been young (she was nineteen and he, fifteen, when they first had sex) and then Kenneth came along. She had merely thought that Isley didn't like her more as a close friend, and so she had been too scared to say anything.

But here they were, in his dormitory, alone together, kissing. She brought her arms up to wrap gently around his neck, bringing her hands up to tangle in his hair as she pulled his face closer to hers, connecting their mouths again and again.

She let out a soft gasp against his lips as she felt his fingers gently snake up her blouse, a shiver running down her spine from the feeling of his slender fingers touching her warm, smooth skin. She arched her back slightly to his touch.

[tea]

Underneath Bonnie's blouse, Isley gently carressed the soft skin of her stomach and then slid his hand up towards her ribs. Was she ticklish here? ..Or was it there? He would have to find out.

To this day, his first time with Bonnie was still fresh in his mind. He had a very good memory and as a reward, those memories occassionally visited him in his dreams. A week ago, he wouldn't have been surprised to know that he would be again to touch Bonnie again like this because he would have been that it would have only been in his dreams. Now it only felt surreal to be loved by Bonnie.

He always thought he'd be in the shadow of Kenneth in her eyes. Kenneth, of course, had to be the first man she'd slept with. Even if they were married, Isley was still jealous about it. Though he was still inexperienced, Isley hoped that he could at least become a better lover... He was sure he had already won half the race, since he was better looking than her exhusband.

Straying from Bonnie's lips, Isley began to spread kisses along her jawline and neck. Beneath her blouse, hesitantly he cupped her breast in his hand and lightly squeezed her through the fabric of her bra.

[Nicolette]

Bonnie couldn't help but let out a small little giggle as he brushed his fingers across parts of her ribcage. She had always been very sensitive to the touch, and she was sure he remembered it. She gently would bite his lip whenever he's poke a ticklish area.

Soon, his lips move to kiss down her jawline and move down to her neck. A content sigh escaped her lips at the tender touches. However, as he began to gently play with her breast, she let out a soft gasp, a small moan mixing into her throat as her back arched again lightly. She felt her hips buck up gently against his.

"Oh, Isley..." she whispered, her voice full of compassion and warmth despite the soft tone of her voice.

[tea]

A wave of heat passed through him in reaction to all of the little sounds that fell from Bonnie's lips. When he felt her hips buck up against his, he involuntarily grinded down against her. A short gasp broke free from his mouth and he went back to kissing her, this time more deeply than before.

"I love you, Bonnie," he said, looking into her eyes needily after parting for air. "Can I...?" He wasn't sure how to ask her if she was ok with him making love to her at that very moment. He began to snake his hand behind her back to unhinge her bra, but decided to start unbuttoning her blouse first as an afterthought.

[Nicolette]

Isley's reactions to her sounds and movements caused her heart to beat faster as she kissed him back just as rough as he kissed her. She brought her hands up to tangle in his hair again, her breathing becoming a bit heavy.

And when he finally said those words, Bonnie was convinced that the world was working in her favor and that the heavens were blessing her. Tears shone in her eyes and she looked up into his eyes, a smile forming on her kiss-bruised lips.

"Take me again, Isley..." She whispered.

[tea]

If Isley was the type to cry from joy, then he would have, but he wasn't, so all of his excitement had flown south. He couldn't have been so honest with any other person than Bonnie. Really, he was lucky.

He was about to do just as Bonnie told him when a sudden knocking came from his door. He snapped his head up towards the door. Who the hell was knocking at his door at such a time? He contemplated ignoring it, but decided against when he heard his brother's voice from the other side of the door. He knew that his brother was persistent enough to stand outside his door for hours making a ruckus until he answered him. It nearly happened every week.

Slowly and irritably, Isley got up from the couch and waited until Bonnie straightened herself up to answer the door.

Kane stood on the other side of the door, wearing a ripped, dirtied t-shirt and sweat pants. Like Isley, he had a thick bandage around the forearm of his right arm, it wasn't a cast, however. The shorter boy's eyes flickered from Isley, to Bonnie who sat on the couch and then to his brother, who stood before him with a flushed face and tousled hair.

Isley frowned at his brother when he only stood there saying nothing and just gawking at him. He was completely mildly unaware of the state he was in, but didn't think his brother would notice. "What do you want?"

Kane's eyes promptly dipped as he glanced over Isley's form, and he finally spoke, "Is that a flashlight in your pants or are you just that happy to see me?"

[Nicolette]

Bonnie completely froze at the sound of banging on the door of the dormitory room. She swallowed hard, her head turning in the direction of the door as Isley grudgingly got up. She quickly buttoned her blouse up and fluffed her hair up a bit before Isley opened the door to reveal his brother.

Bonnie was sure the boy could see her eye twitch from where he stood. She rose from the couch and slowly walked over to the door. She moved past Isley and proceeded to grab Kane by the front of the shirt, dragging him inside and shutting the door before she shoved him back against the door. She grabbed his injured arm gingerly, looking over it before she looked back at Isley.

She then grabbed Isley and shoved him against the door next to his brother. She held the two men against the door, giving them both her 'look of death' that she used to give them when they were younger and she was their babysitter.

"Alright, which one of you brats is going to tell me the truth?"

[tea]

Kane let out a grunt of surprise when Bonnie promptly pulled him into the room and shoved him up against the door. At this age, Kane was surprised that the petite woman could still boss him around. He was a good three inches taller than her, too, and her glaring at him still made him feel like his tiny nine-year-old self.

"It's nice to see you again, too, Bon-bon. You've never looked hotter, by the way. Still into minors? I'm free," he said and grinned. He assumed that Bonnie had already caught on about his and Isley's little accident, but he didn't really care.

Isley blinked and stared at Bonnie in surprise when she shoved him against the door. Clearly, Kane was at fault for being Kane, but what had Isley done? He was a good, innocent brother! He almost winced when he heard her refer to them as brats again like in their childhood. She looked pretty angry, too... But he wasn't going to stand to be called a brat anymore! A minute ago, she was lying on his couch about to let him have his way with her, how could he suddenly become a brat in her eyes again? Damn Kane for interrupting them.

He shot Kane a glare, "What the hell did you just say? I told you to stop hitting on her." He moved swiftly and punched Kane in his bandaged arm.

"Ow! What the hell!" Kane yowled and hissed. He stroked his injured arm and promptly returned the blow to Isley's hard cast.

[Nicolette]

Bonnie scowled at the comment Kane made toward her and she was tempted to hit him herself, but Isley beat her to it. And so, the boys began to fight and Bonnie felt like she was thirteen years old all over again. She grabbed the boys shirts again and she pulled them apart, standing in the middle of them with her hands on her hips.

"I believe I asked you two a question. Stop your fighting and just tell me the truth... Please..." She looked up at the two with pleading eyes, her tone becoming gentle, almost begging as she pleaded.

She hated being rough... At one time, she had been quite the tough little girl, but she had grown since then and it became harder for her to be mean. She wanted to set a good example for Cherish, and she didn't want to become like Kenneth...

"I promise I won't breathe a word of it... I just want to know what has you both so beat up... I worry about you boys far too much." She sent Isley a look to show him that she worried much more for him than his brother, but she did still care for the little snot (Kane).