The Tempter and the Tempted {Isabella}[MATURE]

[Alice Halifax]

WARNING: As always, any thread involving Alice and Isabella has the great potential of running into some rather "mature" matter, so don't read if your easily offended.

The art history section of the library. A very long and usually empty section of the library, occupied by dust and books that the generation of today couldn't comprehend. Alice was just about the only visitor to this section of the library and that was fine with her. When it came to her studies, she preferred to be left alone with her own thoughts. Today she was at the very end of the art section, her back resting against a small ledge in front of a small window. She wore a white long dress with a sleeveless blue and white top and a pair of sandals. Her hair was pulled back in a bun of sorts with two ringlets of hair framing off her face. She wore a soft pink lipstick and had shadowed her eyes with a soft black tone. Gold hoop earrings decorated her ears and a set of thin gold bracelets decorated her left wrist.

Alice's eyes scanned over a rather large portrait book which detailed the works of Vincent van Gogh. He was a personal favorite for Alice for all sorts of different reasons. For Alice, Vincent van Gogh was more real and true for her. Her bright blue eyes scanned page after page of his paintings, every now and again, one hand reaching up to let her fingers trace across the images there. Funny thing was though, no matter how much Alice tried to focus on the book, she kept letting her mind wander to thoughts of Isabella Crane. It seemed Alice was the one hypnotized this time around.

Finally, with a huff, she closed the book and placed it back on the shelf before leaning back up against the wall, closing her eyes. It had been a rather long day and while not stressful, it was still rather tiring. Maybe a quick stop by the cafeteria to see if some fruit was setting out and then on to her dorm room for some sleep? It was still rather early and so sleep wasn't a favored option. If she knew where Isabella might be found, then Alice might pursue the young woman again for a bit of fun, but trying to find Isabella at Hammel would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

[Isabella Crane]

Isabella had walked all over the grounds before heading towards the library for some quiet time. She browsed many of the sections of books, her fingers tracing along the spines of them while she read the titles silently to herself. She loved reading, she loved books but today her heart was just not into it. She wanted to have some fun, she wanted to see Alice. She wanted to come a bit out of her shell today. Perhaps it was her time to open up more or maybe it was being around Alice that seemed to be changing her personality..

She hesitated leaving, checking the back section of the library where no one seemed to go and behold, her blond angel was back here all alone with her eyes closed. Bella grinned brightly, biting her lip as she started forming a good setting in her mind. Almost as if an invisible brush were changing their surroundings in one graceful sweep Bella made it look like there were clouds all around them. She felt that playful imaginative side take over and as she focused on just what she wanted to see and hear it came more to life.

They were standing on an old wooden floor, the shelves no where around them. Now came the slight swooshing of the wind and as it blew around them slightly the whipping of the flag could be heard. Alice was no longer leaning against the ledge of the window but now it was the side of a boat... of sorts. A steam punk sky boat would be the best description because their was no water... just sky and clouds.And Bella instead of wearing her beige blouse and dark brown skirt she was in a fitting costume, given the settings.

She walked towards Alice, who now appeared to be dressed in a long black coat with lots of ruffles and buttons. Each step was done gracefully, her beige skirt - which was really short in the front and really long in the back - swept across the floor of the 'ship'. "Ahoy me beauty." her voice was soft but could easily be heard above the background noises. She had made the illusion of Alice wearing her new attire but still it was stunning. Her mind was fixed in the moment and everything seemed so tangible. She felt her breathing quicken as she grew closer to her lady, reaching out with her hand and letting her fingernails pull slightly at the top opening of her jacket.

[Alice Halifax]

Alice opened her eyes as she heard Isabella's voice, but she wasn't quite ready for the scene which awaited her. Gone was the drab decor of the library, replaced with rather vivid scenery of what appeared to be some sort of old world sailing ship, with a bit of a twist. Alice's blue eyes looked about, her smile wide and her mood clearly joyful. The ship sailed not on the ocean blue, but rather in the sky, like something right out of a fantasy novel. Isabella clearly had a rather good hold on her power, not to mention a very vivid imagination to back it up. Isabella had even modified her and Alice's clothing to match the illusion, which meant a sharp eye for detail. Clearly Alice had done well in choosing Isabella.

Alice stood in place as Isabella approached her slowly with a devilish grin on her face. Izzy's outfit was stunning and only accented her figure and alluring beauty. Her choice of clothing for Alice was fitting and Alice had to admit she couldn't have chose better herself. While the costumes were very attractive, it was other things which drew Alice into the moment. Izzy seemed more welcoming this time, taking the reigns of the moment. Usually Alice took lead role in a relationship of this kind, but in a moment of grace, she would allow Izzy to lead the dance. "I must say I am very impressed angel," Alice said still smiling and resting against what was now the railing of the airship. For Alice to admit she was impressed with someone was a great compliment for she did not throw her words around carelessly.

Izzy closed the gap on Alice finally, reaching out and tugging at the top of Alice's outfit. Alice took a deep breath as her heartbeat quickened. Her cheeks took on a slight pinkish hue and she sucked in her bottom lip to bite it gently in anticipation of what was to come next. "So my captain, what do you plan to do with a stowaway such as myself? Maybe I can earn my passage on such a beautiful ship?," she said, stepping forward and close to Izzy, as her hand slipped down to Bella's stomach, moving across it slowly and to her hip. "I can assure you captain that I'm a woman of many interesting talents," she whispered into Izzy's ear.

[Isabella Crane]

It seemed that Isabella was more confident all the way around right now... I am sure there are several reasons, for one she knew she wanted Alice. Alice was unique and although Izzy wasn't exactly experienced in these sorts of things she felt she could go wild. She felt anything she wanted to try would be accepted, no matter what other individuals would think about it. And not to mention she was in her own made up world, and although it sounds strange it feels good to be in charge and be able to alter everything around you.

The slight tug she gave on Alice's jacket made her yearn for more, really she would like to envision her without it entirely but she had not seen this much of her flaxen princess yet. She was glad that Alice was pleased, it showing clearly on her face as she gave a quick glance around then looked back at her. Isabella's face slipped into one of excitement as Alice moved in closer to her, her hand slipping across her stomach before resting on her hip. Her words made Izzy give the softest chuckle, leaning in towards Alice, she loved the way she smelled, the way her soft curls tickled her face. Izzy reached up and pulled at the pins holding her hair, letting it fall down around her shoulders now. She ran her hands through her long locks, pulling at them a bit.

The good thing about illusions were they felt a lot like a dream to Izzy and though she wasn't the boldest person in real life, well she knew she had nothing to lose in a dream. She had dreamed of Alice every night since their first meeting and although at the time it was realistic enough it didn't actually satisfy her cravings. She wanted to press a bit further with their limits, she wanted to learn by trial and error. But most of all she wanted to achieve passion at a greater level than she could produce by herself.

Her lips lingered dangerously close to Alice's skin and though it was hard to keep precise details about them, the illusion was still there just a bit more hazy. Alice and her clothing were clear as a bell, Izzy didn't need help concentrating on her at all. The words Alice spoke were exactly what Izzy wanted to hear. She nipped at Alice's neck feeling her own heart pounding in her chest. Alice was so close to her yet the slight distance between them was driving her crazy. Isabella's hand slipped around Alice to her backside, she pulled the girl closer letting her hand slip a bit down her thigh. "Any woman can talk a lot..." her words were low and excited, "but there is a place you can show me." The words seemed to echo around them and she lifted her head up to Alice's ear, her bottom lip brushing against the lobe. She wasn't sure if the girl knew french but she whisper in her ear "Je tiens à déguster vous." It was strange enough she had mustered up the courage to say it aloud, asking to say it in English was just far too much.

[Alice Halifax]

Isabella was rather aggressive this time around, probably due to the fact that she was casting the illusion. Here, in this make believe world, Isabella was a goddess and she controlled it all. Of course, to Alice, Isabella was a goddess in every aspect. How she wished she had found this diamond in the rough a bit sooner in her time here at Hammel. She admitted Isabella had a quite demeanor, which would explain why Alice had missed her over the years. There were many others to blend in with around here...that is unless you were Alice Halifax. It had been luck that Alice had just happened by the pond that day when Izzy was there, or maybe it had been fate.

She gave Izzy the pleasure of touching her however she wished. This was a true treat as Alice wasn't one to just let any person touch her in such an intimate fashion. True, Alice was a big flirt and true, she wasn't a stranger to intimate situations, but she wasn't whore and did have standards in those she chose to share herself with. Those who had known Alice in those intimate moments, were gifted with something special, at least in Alice's eyes. Alice felt the pins holding her hair in place slip loose and then across the back of her neck. Izzy slipped her fingers through Alice's hair, pulling it a bit, causing Alice to let a soft moan slip from her lips. Izzy was eager it seemed and Alice hated to tease her more than she already had, but perhaps a bit of foreplay in the library might not be out of the question.

Isabella pulled Alice closer, pushing the moment further and further. Alice then felt Isabella's hand on the inside of her thigh and this caused her to shiver a little. A quick breath caused Alice to close her eyes and she shivered again. Had they been in a more private place, say behind locked doors in one of their dorms, then Alice would have taken Izzy to places of the purest delight. It was grand unexpected feeling to experience Izzy in this form. When she nibbled at her neck, Alice moaned again and slipped her hand from Izzy's hip to around her back, holding her in place very roughly and tightly. She next felt Izzy's lips move against her earlobe and right then and there Alice nearly lost it, especially when she heard the soft French words whispered. Her innocent little angel was educated in the art of language and this impressed Alice even more.

*"Tous en temps voulu", Alice respond in French as well. She was glad that her sweet angel Isabella shared a knowledge of foreign languages as well and for a split second wondered how many she spoke. Alice spoke one other and it was Italian. Then suddenly, Alice leaned over and kissed Izzy's neck, before biting it gently and then a bit harder before releasing her and then pulling away. "Next break, I shall be spending at home and there is plenty of room for one more there," she said in a soft whisper, "Perhaps we could indulge our appetites then?," she asked Izzy, arching an eyebrow, curious how dedicated the girl was to her previous statement.

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[Isabella Crane]

Alice gave her an answer, perhaps not the one that she wanted to hear but it was a promise of what was to come. She exhaled deeply, knowing this was for the best. She wanted to let go, she wanted to be able to make all the noise that she wanted and get as rough as she could handle. It probably wasn't normal to have this sort of desire, this type of sexual craving, but she never did have any sort of normal up bringing when it came to relationships. She wasn't shown a gentle and loving hand and the way Alice was so aggressive made her out of control feelings seem that much more at home.

She didn't have much time for disappointment because Alice bit the soft flesh of her neck and she breathed in sharply. She felt herself almost melting there with her, she felt her hips rock slightly against Alice just a few times before she pulled away and Izzy had to catch her breath. She felt her whole body tingling, yearning for more. She paused, trying to calm herself down. Her eyes lingered down for a moment before shooting up to see her lovers. "That sounds great."

She let her hand reach forward, her fingers slipping into the girls hair and then drawing back to caress her cheek a bit. Alice was beautiful, that was for sure and she had never met anyone like her, someone that pulled this sort of desire out of her. She leaned forward and kissed her gently, pulling the girl back close to her but in a much more calm manner. She wasn't sure just how long she kissed her, tasted her lips and caressed her tongue with her own but when she pulled back the illusion she had cast was gone.

She wanted Alice, all of her but she knew that perhaps she should try to keep her urges held back for a more private time. She would make sure that when that time came she would use it to her full advantage.

When she pulled back she bit her bottom lip slowly letting it pop back out. "Alright precious, what do you want to do today?" The library was around them again and though they were in the back forgotten section you could still hear the slight murmur of the students up front or a book being dropped on the desk.

Isabella's eyes glanced to the books around them. "What were you looking for?"

[Alice Halifax]

The invitation to Isabella to join Alice back home at next school break really wasn't one to consider. It was just a polite way of telling Isabella what she would be doing. Izzy would not be the first young woman Alice had brought home, but she would one of the very few. Only one other young woman had ever met Alice's parents and spent time sharing her private life. This wasn't to say, Izzy was the only other girl, but the only other truly special one and the way Alice's feelings were heading, it seemed Izzy was going to be the special one. Sex might have been something open to Alice and her family, but it never lost its special meaning and Alice was sure the moment she would share with Isabella would be wonderful indeed.

Her angel pressed against her, kissing her, enjoying every second she could taste of her. Alice fought her not, but returned the kiss, her tongue caressing and wrapping around Bella's. Alice let her hand move across Bella's hip and then up her side and the to her breast, caressing her gently, teasing her. The kiss was hard to break and it was Izzy who had to show the restraint for Alice was finding herself weak in this department. Izzy bit Alice's bottom lip again as she had their first time and this brought on all sorts of emotions and feelings. Alice's body went numb for a second or two and her head swam with all sorts of forbidden ideas. She staggered some, putting her hand to her head, smiling, trying to catch her breath. Never had one had such an effect on her as Isabella did and Alice began to wonder who truly was seducing who here.

Taking a deep breath, Alice looked at Izzy, her face a bit rose colored. Izzy was beautiful and she was so sure of herself in this matter. Alice was glad as she did not want Izzy to feel awkward after they consummated their relationship. Alice was not about to let Isabella walk away from her, even if it meant forcing her to stay with her forever.

Alice looked Izzy over for a moment after hearing her question. What were they going to do today? Shopping or lunch maybe? Both were so cliche, however at the question of what Alice had been looking for, did an idea spring to life. "I'm majoring in art history," she said giving the bookcases around them a slow glance, "Just going over some material before I start taking my prep classes for college," she added, reaching out and taking Isabella by the hand. "With that said, perhaps you would like to be my next work of art," she said, smiling a bit devilishly, "Your beauty forever showcased in a painting or sculpture?," she asked, rubbing her thumb across the back of Izzy's hand.

[Isabella Crane]

Isabella had no idea what Alice might have in mind for the two today. She could do shopping, I mean her parents had money and her father gave her a credit card long ago in case she needed it. She spent money, but not really excessively. Perhaps that was his way of showing her he cared about her with minimal effort. And walking around arm and arm with Alice, or hand in hand, sounded amazing. She could peek into dressing rooms as the girl changed....

But what Alice suggested, Isabella looking around instinctively as she started talking about Art History. A smile graced her lips, wondering just what kind of art Alice herself liked to indulge in... And it appeared she wouldn't have to wait long to find out. Alice took her hand and Isabella looked at her, fully waiting for the girls beck and call.

As Alice rubbed Izzy's hand she felt herself grow more affectionate, not necessarily in the same manner as she felt before but she did want to be around Alice, to touch her. She swallowed slowly, listening to Alice's words. If it meant being there with her Izzy was willing to do almost anything. Was Alice wanting to paint her ... or sculpt her? She smiled, squeezing the girls hand in return, "I'd love to."

It was a bit overwhelming to think about someone wanting to make an image of her so... well permanent. Something that would take time and patience to make. That meant more than someone simply taking a picture and considering the lovely Alice Halifax was the one wanting her to model for her meant a lot to Bella. "Where do.. you work when you paint and sculpt?" She wasn't sure if Alice meant for them to go back to the dorms or a classroom. She imagined herself (for some odd reason) in a white flowing gown like a toga with a gold rope tied around her waist and the fabric falling into a slit coming way up her thigh. Of course this didn't mean that it was what Alice had in mind....

[Alice Halifax]

Alice smiled as Izzy caught the idea very quickly, and then even more when the young woman agreed. Then again, Izzy was going to be agreeing one way or the other. Alice had so much control of her angel, without her power and that was thrilling. Izzy was so open to whatever Alice said and suggested, she was clay in her very capable hands. Of course, it seemed this was a two way street, a fact which Alice was slowly starting to realize. She wasn't one to be controlled, moved yes, but not controlled. Bella had sway with Alice, whether she knew it or not and if she payed close enough attention to Alice, then she would learn how to use that sway to her benefit.

Alice arched an eyebrow as Izzy questioned the locale of this expedition. Alice always used one of the classrooms set aside for the art department, although they were few of them. She had been able to procure a key to one classroom, easy considering her meta-ability. This room was one of he lesser used one because it was smaller and designed more for sculpting than anything else. There weren't many students here who studied in the art program, much less sculpted. Those who did take art classes mostly stuck to painting and sketching as sculpting took a bit more of a talented hand. "I have access to an out of the way classroom in the art department angel. Some place where we won't have to worry about being interrupted," she said as her face took on that devilish look once again. Sculpting Izzy would be perfect as it would take her more time to do so, plus she would have something to send back home when she was done, something which would be hers forever. Granted the piece would only be a bust of her angel, but Alice was sure the moment would be unforgettable.

Letting her hand slip from Izzy's, Alice looked about the aisle again, peering through the cracks between books to see if anyone was spying on them. "Give me half an hour and then meet me at the art department. I'll need to change clothes and then some time to set everything up," she said, stepping in close to Bella, her hand caressing Izzy's cheek. "Don't keep me waiting angel," she purred, stepping past Izzy and off around the corner.