Enough said...Peyton tag Isaac

[Peyton Saunders]

Peyton found the perfect prom dress. One she knew would knock Isaac's socks off. Peyton planned on him barely being able to make it through the night. Of course she would insist they stay through the night. Peyton wished Isaac could pick her up at the door, but what could you do. Her dad was being stubborn. She heard the horn to tell her the limo was here. Peyton was wearing white shoes and after labor day too.

She grabbed an over night bag and her purse and headed to the door. Her father stopped her. Todd eyed his daughter, "I know you wished this night could be differently, but I just cannot forgive Henry for what he did."

Peyton sighed,"Isaac is not his father."

"Not yet. Are you sure this man woud never cheat on you. Never have an affair." Todd questioned.

Peyton nodded,"Yes."

"I thought the same thing and look what happened. History has a way of repeating itself." Todd reminded Peyton.

"It's not my history that would be repeated. It's yors and we are not you." Peyton told her father "I will see you tomorrow. This is not goig away. I love him and until he does something to break that love, which will never happen....I will continue to loe him until I die. Get over it." Peyton pulled the door open and walked out to the limo. She got inside and took a deep breath wishing Isaac could be sitting next to her.

She told him to be there at 8:45 exactly. To greet her as the door to her limo opens. If Isaac was not there then they had nothing to discuss. The ride which was not that long took forever to her. Finally the car stopped and the driver moed around to open the door. She slide out of the car and immedatlylocked eyes with Isaac. A smile spread across her lips as she walked over. "A handsome stranger here to greet me. How will my boyfriend react." she smirked.


OOC: Peytons dress

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[Isaac Norton]

"You're going to your prom alone?" the cynical look on his father's face made Isaac sigh. "You want to follow me and make sure I'm alone dad?" He surprised his father with the designated tone of voice, he knew. The old man backed away and he grinned to himself. Whoever said he wasn't any good at acting should see him now. He got the 3 Cs - card, condoms and corsage and he was set.

The limo came and he made sure it was loaded up with Peyton's favourite wine and her favourite indulgence - strawberry and whipped cream. All this was for after the prom, should they decide to just stay in the limo and have the driver abandon them somewhere so they can enjoy the comfort of the vehicle. He arrived at the hotel by 8 35 pm and waited, as per instruction by the entrance for his supposed to be ex-girlfriend.

When she arrived, Isaac's jaw dropped at what she was wearing. Damn all dress makers to hell for making dresses fit that way on a slender framed woman. He almost crushed the delicate corsage when he saw her. The words that came out of her mouth didn't even break his spell. And after a moment of gawking, Isaac finally closed his mouth and forced himself to place a kiss just on her forehead. Safe.

He opened the box containing the corsage and presented it to her. "You want me to wear this for you?" he asked in a raspy voice. He just couldn't trust his voice on occasions like this.

[OOC: And here is...the CORSAGE]

[Peyton Saunders]

Just the look she was hoping for. Peyton had a wicked smile on her face as he approached her. Her wicked smile turned sexy as he kissed her forhead and haved her the crosage. "As tempting as it would to make you the woman tonight, I think I would enjoy that role a little more then you." She winked. "And you know why." There was no mistaking the sexual meaning in her voice. She took one look at the crosage and fell in love all over again.

Peyton held her hand out for Isaac to be able to place it on her tiny wrist. "You know how to please a girl. I am glad you made it. I hate to admit, but I don't want to miss my senior prom." She hated admitting to that because she wanted to be touch who didn't care about prom, but she did.

"But we don't have to stay the entire time. We can always have a prom of our own. I have a bag and I bet you got a room didn't you..." she questioned. If he didn't she would be shocked,but knowing Isaac if he didn't have a room it was because he had something else in mind. Not that Peyton would complain. "Shall we?" She asked.

"You do look very handsome. I almost like you in that as much as I am sure I will like you out of it." Peyton knew she had to keep a leash on the sexual ness, cause she was sure both of them were mere seconds away from leaving prom and she at least wanted one dance. "I hope we walk in during a slow song. I love to tease." She said smiling with light laughter.
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[Isaac Norton]

[OOC: Durn...okay we'll try something else then]

Isaac bit the inside of his cheek, not wanting to give away just how aroused he was by Peyton's voice and look and...just about everything about her that screamed fire. There was no debate on how Isaac just wanted to get out of there without even so much a glance back but he had to be a gentleman. If his lady wanted a prom, he was going to just give her a prom. It was what she deserved after finding out he was a complete jerk.

As he slipped the corsage around her wrist, he lifted her hand up and pressed a kiss on the inside of her wrist. He knew that was her most sensitive spot and he knew exactly what that should make her feel in a second. "That's for you dressing like that." He grinned before walking in, taking pictures and drinking punch. Soon, a slow song got on and Isaac pulled Peyton to the dance floor. His one hand went to the small of her back while the other grabbed her hand.

Since he could remember, his mother had made him take ballroom dance lessons. The outcome was apparent as he glided across the dance floor with Peyton in his arms. The feel of her body under his hands made him shiver. It couldn't have been more perfect. The hotel room can wait. Right then, all he wanted was for Peyton to be happy.

[OOC: Hope this works>.<]

[Peyton Saunders]

Peyton smiled as he slid the corsage onto her wrist and then kissed the sensitive turn on spot. Damn that boy for knowing her. It would make this evening very hard. However, she could make it harder on him. Push his buttons, push him to the edge. Have a little fun. Peyton had her mind going with ideas and spots she could touch Isaac and get him going. Now that would be the challenge of the night.

Peyton knew how to dance. She had been taught by her mother until her mother died, but it was just something she knew. She smiled as she placed one hand on his shoulder and the other in his hand then took a step forward so her body pressed against his. Her knee brushed between this legs just underneath his....well you get the picture. Peyton smiled at him. The dance began and slow songs could be torture if you knew what you were doing.

Hands slipped, legs moved and her backside pressed against him more then once. Peyton was having fun toughing Isaac in certain places on purpose and there was no hiding what she was trying to do from him, "Are you okay?" She asked laughing. "You know I never knew you could dance so well." She commented. "Have you been hiding these moves from me?" She asked. "So just out of curiosity what are your plans for the summer." She knew if she left he would. "What happens if I stay in town..." she asked.

[Isaac Norton]

He knew she was seducing him and once too often, he knew she got the rise out of him but he was not going to let himself go especially not in public. He would save it for later. Isaac calmed himself down and danced until the song finished but his cheeks were flushed and he couldn't open his eyes without wincing. Her question brought a growl to Isaac's lips.

"There's a lot you still don't know about me, Becs..." he replied, wanting her to know that it was an invitation to stay with him longer just to find out the rest about him. He didn't want to miss the opportunity to get to know her better as well. "Besides...don't lie to me. You knew I could dance. We just never did a lot of that on the dance floor." He grinned.

It was heavy, her question. It should have been easy but it wasn't. He wasn't going to lie. He hadn't thought of his summer. He was thinking too much about what happens after. School, work, Peyton...it's not going to be easy for him to make any decisions yet. What could he do, really? What could he tell her without her smelling the lie in it?

"Too heavy for prom, baby girl." He pressed his forehead on hers and breathed heavily. "But know this...I'm not leaving you. Not after what we've been through. I won't."

[Peyton Saunders]

Peyton smirked, "Then I guess I got more to figure out. Same goes for me. I have tricks you have not even had the pleasure of seeing yet. Mr. Norton I am sad to say yoju have no idea what I can do." A devlish smile spread across her face. She knew a lot about him and he knew a lot about her, but there was still a whole gray area they had yet to explore and that was going to be fun. Peyton welcomed the invitation. it meant they were for good, for now and nothing was coming between them. That was her fear. Her biggest fear.

"If I remember correctly we did another form of dancing. Once that took place off the dance floor and behind closed doors. i should have known those moves would be useful." Her fingers trailed down his chest slowly and further down to brush against his lower region just to be pulled away at the last minute. She felt his forhead press against hers at the next topic. She knew it was too heavy, but she couldn't help it. "I might not be here for the summer. I just want to prepare you." She told him. It all depended on what would happen in terms of her father. It was a fifty fifty chance really. "Okay...no more heaviness at prom. Just tell me again...that you love me." Peyton looked at Isaac, "I love you."

Peyton kissed Isaac. a hard passionate kiss that left her lips aching from the force. Then she smiled. "Time for some fun. Now if you will excuse me. I would hate to deny some of these other boys the pleasure of my dancing. Lets see how you handle it when I am the one moving against anohter." Peyton smiled with a light but evil laugh as she slowly backed away from Isaac just enjoying the teasing.

[Isaac Norton]

"Never said I knew you at all, Becs." Truthfully, Isaac loved finding out new things about his girlfriend and he was certain that he had a long time ahead of him to explore the complexity that is Peyton Saunders. Regardless of what their parents thought and said, Isaac was damn determined to make sure they stayed together however long they choose to.

Isaac chuckled at Peyton's 'explanation' of what kind of dancing they usually did. "You remembered correctly, beautiful. And I am very sure we'd be doing a lot of it tonight." The feel of her hand trailing down his body made him shiver. Damn the woman for knowing that. He knew she wanted it more than him at this point and he wasn't going to disappoint. But they did come here for their senior prom behind their parents' back. They should at least perform their tickets' worth.

He spun Peyton away from him before pulling her back to him so his front pressed against her shapely body. He could feel her pushing herself on him and sure it felt good but Isaac was more fascinated by the fact that he also liked that his arms were wrapped around her lithe body. Her warmth was undeniable and he wanted to keep being in that position for now.

Burying his face in her neck, Isaac discreetly bit a little bit of her neck. "Damn you taste good." He whispered mostly to himself. A smile crept up his face at what the beautiful brunette asked of him. "I love you," he pressed his lips on hers briefly before turning her around. "I don't want it to end up being a cliche if I say it too much. But just know that no matter what, I will always feel the same way for you as I do now. You're my eternity."

His brief kiss was met with a long passionate one and when it ended, Isaac's body froze at her words. He narrowed his eyes albeit playfully as she moved further away from him. But he wouldn't let her go of course. He stalked towards her before grabbing her by the waist. "Don't you dare run away from me." He growled before tickling her stomach. "Don't make me become your tickle monster. I will do it." He chuckled at the absurdity of his words.

[Peyton Saunders]

"But what you do know...is too much.." Her voice trailed off. She leaned up and whispered, "I like it." Meaning she liked how he knew her. She liked how he pushed her buttons and she liked how Isaac could make her smile. Of course there was more to her and more to him, but wasn't that the point of being young and in a relationship; getting to know the other person. "What if I denied you tonight? What if I asked just to be held in your arms?" She asked still whispered as she made sure her breath tickled his ear and his neck. She knew how much it would get to him. Her lips so close to his ear and his flesh.

Peyton smiled as he pun her. She figured it was to get a bit of distance even if he brought her back. She laid her head on his shoulder. Surprised by how good this felt. She truly could do this all night. Just have him hold her. Stroke her hair and tell her everything was going to be alright and that scared her. She was a normally sassy, hard core game playing girl, but Isaac in this moment for a brief second had her softer side coming out.

She shivered as he bit her neck and smiled, "Its chocolate flavored body shimmer. Suppose to taste good for guys and smell good as guys get close. I figured I would try it out on you. Makes my skin taste like chocolate." Peyton replied to him as she felt him turn her around. Her back was pressed against him, and of course she was not completely a new Peyton. She rubbed her ass against his groin trying for a reaction. "I am not asking for a cliche. I am asking for tonight for you to say the words." Which he already said.


Peyton smirked as she backed away only to have him pull her forward. "Tickle me all you want. Just remember I am the one with the cuffs and I am not afraid to use them. Maybe leave you cuffed to the bed. Let the maids find you..." Peyton smiled a wicked smile. She was facing him now. "I hate you for having my heart." She told him a playful tone. "You will pay for that.I She smirked.

"As for the I love you...I want to hear the words again on graduation night. Cause who knows where we will both be the next morning." She could be 3000 miles away. Ripped from Isaac if her father had his way. Even if Isaac claimed her would follow. She still would want to hear those words just in case.