#isa x clairice

A perfumed folded letter smelling of cardamom, bergamot, vanilla, and with the faintest hint of tobacco was on Isa's vanity. Scrawled in a familiar handwriting was a single word princess. Isa carefully picked it up. While it wasn't sealed with wax or any other method she hadn't ruled out it being filled with nothing but her bobbin pins or glitter. To her relief as she unfolded the letter nothing fell out. Instead of romantic musings fit for one of Clairice's song Isa was given a mysterious meet up during the holiday bonfire they were attending later. Only clear instructions were to meet under the tree that's decorated in the clearing, wear the mulberry colored bell sleeved top with the plunging neckline, and to leave her hair down fully. What ever could you have up your sleeve my sweet isal nikym?

Isa spent the next three hours trying to pick her outfit before settling on the white pleated skirt, the bedazzled starry ice skating tights, a boot that complemented the cool tone of the top, and a berry colored lipstick. She looked out the window and saw the snowflakes starting to fall. Isa pouted before she went to Clairice's side of the closet and stole one her black jackets. She fussed with her wavy hair one last time before she left. The dark iris purple waves mixed with her red-brown hair as it fell back into place.

Shovel was already with Halaster Blackcloak who Gale and Tara both highly recommended. While he was usually just a tressym sitter he happily added quasit sitter to his resume. Isa wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth considering the last time she left Shovel by herself the house had fireworks stored in the pantry when they returned. She wasn't risking a Flaming Fist breaking down her tavern room because Shovel committed a tiny bit of arson.

Karlach was busy throwing logs onto the fire with Wyll when Isa arrived. Shadowheart was in a plunging dress the color of night orchids. Her hair was out of it's usually braid and was curled perfectly. Isa greeted everyone and made sure to give Karlach a massive bear hug. Karlach cracked Isa's back with her hug. The pop felt amazing.

“Hey soldier I missed you. Where's your partner in crime I haven't seen her yet.”

“I'm sure she's around she had something up her shelves,” Isa said removing the jacket.

Mage hand took it and placed it on the carved log bench nearby.

“Look at you love birds. I bet that's why she -” Karlach cut herself off wagging her tail excited.

“Whatever it is she's being theatrical and I love it. Some thing about a letter and a clandestine meeting is just so romantic,” Isa said not realizing she had a love-struck expression.

“Give her enough time and Wyll is going to be kicked off the poster for being the most like a fairy tale romance," Karlach said before she split a log in half with her hands.

“Save a giant log so we can throw axes at it. I'm going to start figuring out which clearing Clairice decorated.”

Wyll grazed a bell with the tip of his horn as Isa walked away. He chuckled as he rubbed his horn. The bell rung louder than normal. Isa shrugged it off as being on his bad side.

The snow crunched underneath her boots. A strand of purple hair fell into her face. Isa had always loved snow as it meant a chance for ice skating without freezing the water with magic. Clairice remembering she liked it was unexpected but sweet. Isa had mentioned it off handed during pillow talk while they were just fuck buddies. She smiled and followed the footprints.

Trees had dangling purple and blue balls of light in an assortment of containers. Her favorites were empty wine bottles with a bunch of mini orbs that mimicked a kaleidoscope. As the trees thinned out a bit the footprints veered off to the side to form a heart before returning back to the main path.She smiled seeing it. Honestly expected her to draw a penis with her footprints given that's the first thing she drew in the sand on that one trip. Isa continued walking ahead before she cackled.About 10 feet ahead on the right side of the path was a cluster of footprints in the shape of a dick. Gods I love that woman and hope she always does this. Isa shivered slightly regretting not wearing the jacket she stole from Clairice.

Finally she reached the clearing which was decorated similarly with lights but a bit more chaotic as if things started getting thrown into place. The only tree in the clearing was a purple and blue winter wisteria tree. Isa scanned the tree trying to catch where Clairice had hidden herself. There was no sign of Clairice's hiding spot. Isa bit her lip. She noticed a familiar presence appear behind her.Dimension door of course. The feeling of fingers placing something behind her left ear made her smile. Her ear wiggled a bit as Clairice adjusted the placement of the item.

“Surprise princess,” Clairice said pulling Isa into a kiss.

“Of course my stealthy fox,” Isa cooed wrapping her arms around Clairice’s neck.

“Guess what's behind your ear,” she said with a grin.

Isa took a deep breath try to get a clue. Only scent she noticed was a mix of pipeweed and the woodsy cologne coming off of Clairice. She felt a soft stem but it wasn't distinct enough to identify it. Clairice was smirking and placed a hand on Isa's ass. Her hand squeezed and Isa moaned pulling Clairice closer.

“Isal nikym did you place a flower behind my ear?”

“Mhmm can you tell me what kind?”

“I may be a druid but I'm not that good,” she said kissing Clairice.

“Tricolored fairy foxglove if you trust Halsin's expertise. I wanted to ensure I didn't poison you picking a flower that was pretty. That would've ruined my surprise,”she said.

Clairice bit Isa's lip her blue eyes filled with a fiery passion. Isa ran her fingertips along Clairice's jaw. She moaned as Clairice started kissing her neck. Isa positioned herself just right and softly squeezed Clairice's ass. Clairice smiled and went to bite Isa's neck. Isa stepped out of range teasing Clairice. She loved the expression teasing Clairice always resulted in. The expression was always a mix of longing and mischief.

“I love it but if this isn't the surprise what is?”

“You’ll see princess,” she chuckled.

A silver chain appeared on Isa's neck. She glanced at the pendant. It was a deep purple and pink dichromic glass mimicking an opal. The lights strung up in the tree hit the pendant bringing out colors. Isa gasped tilting her head admiring it. It looks like crystallized fire.

“I love it. If you didn't steal it this would've costed you a fortune,” she said kissing Clairice's hand.

“I acquired more a pendant. Can't just slip the pendant in my pocket I’d be a half rate thief if I did. Had to complete the set with the ring and collar pin,” she said using slight of hand.

Isa glanced down at he middle finger where a silver hexagonal ring with the same glass in the center. Clairice smirked and kissed Isa on her ear tip. The collar pin had appeared on Clairice and was shaped like two daggers with the carved glass on the hilt. With a snap Clairice activated the three pieces of jewelry. Flower shaped orbs fluttered around them. Each flower burst in a different color and filled the air with the scent of smoked lavender. Isa looked at the light show in awe. Clairice rested her head on Isa's shoulder watching Isa instead of the light show. She stroked Isa's cheek as the next set of orbs shifted to foxes playing. Some the foxes had the same mismatched blue and purple eyes as Isa. She cooed as her body relaxed even more. Clairice held Isa close as the last fox vanished with a wink. Isa turned and kissed the bridge of Clairice's hooked nose with a soft glow in her expression.

“It was a gorgeous light show. Reminds me of the aeestar ta I've read about. They're called celestial foxes in common they're supposed to dance across the night sky if you find genuine love,” she said cupping Clairice's chin.

Something about the light show gave Isa an idea. She pulled out the lipstick from her skirt pocket quickly drew a heart on Clairice's cheek and her lips then kissed in the middle of the heart.

"Guess I won since you're covered in my lipstick. Better luck next time," Isa said leaning in closer.

She quickly gave Clairice a peck on the lips. Clairice smirked as her eyes sparkled both hungry and mischievous. Isa recognized that look. Oh I fucked up last time she did that combo was in response to the phrase make me. She started speed walking away. Clairice was nonchalantly tapping her foot. Her blue eyes were narrowed and focused on Isa.Isa speed up knowing it was a silent countdown. Snow crunched under her feet. Should've picked boots meant for running in snow. Before she could break into a full sprint strong arms wrapped around her. She was placed into a bridal carry mid stride. Isa barely made it past the wisteria tree before Clairice caught her.

Isa leaned against Clairice's chest. She batted her eyelashes trying to plead her way out of this. Clairice kissed her at the point of her v neck. She peppered kisses and the occasional gentle bite following the neckline of Isa's shirt. Isa tilted her head enjoying each kiss. Clairice's black and grey hair fell slightly into her face. Isa tried moving the strand behind Clairice's ear. She realized the way she was being held had a limited range of movement. Brated to close to the sun oh no.

"What's the matter princess? It's not like you're ticklish or something," Clairice said in a sultry tone before kissing Isa's ear.

Isa tried leaning towards her other shoulder. Her face and ears started to flush a soft pink. Clairice kissed the outer cartilage of her ear slowly. Isa was fighting laughter as the kisses got closer to the most sensitive spot on her ear. Clairice bit between two of Isa's piercings. It tickled making Isa squirm against her lover's teasing. She giggled as all the kisses were in that sensitive spot.

"You fiend! I never told anyone about that spot. I can't believe you figured it out," Isa said laughing harder with each kiss.

Clairice smiled before biting Isa's lip. Isa pouted as Clairice went back to leaving kisses on her neck. She leaned into Clairice's touch. Her ears twitched as canines nibbled on her left ear. Clairice chuckled before leaning in. Isa let out a sigh that was cut off with a passionate french kiss.

“Shall I put you down and let you get a true head start before I chase you down or are you being my favorite brat?”

“I'll behave until we slip out of the party for some fun,” Isa said coyly.

Before Clairice could respond the sound of heavy footsteps crunching the snow. Rackal had a hand angled over his eyes just enough he could only see his feet as he trudged into the clearing. Both Isa and Clairice looked confused by him appearing.

“I lost the lot draw for who had to come find you two and whatever trouble you got into,” he huffed.

“You know better than than to draw lots when rogues are in charge of them. We cheat,” Clairice said playfully.

“Rackal you can uncover your eyes unless you hate decorated trees,” Isa giggled.

“Wyll was in charge of the lot draw, “ he groaned slowly removing his hand.

“Then you should've cheated at the draw. Also I'm not a monster I wouldn't make someone as precious as Isa lay on the cold snow.”

Rackal raised an eyebrow before answering, “Just finish up your romantic gesture and follow me back to camp.”

“Fine,” Clairice said setting Isa down.

Clairice held her hand and dragged Isa to the base of the wisteria tree. Isa’s back pressed into the trunk as Clairice passionately kissed her. Isa eagerly returned the kiss. Snow started to fall as they parted. Clairice draped herself around Isa as they started following Rackal back. Isa shivered a bit as she tried figuring out how to walk back while stealing warmth from her lover. Clairice picked up Isa and increased her stride as Rackal sped up. She feigned a protest before resting her head on Clairice's chest listening to her heartbeat. Occasionally Rackal would look over his shoulder to make sure they hadn't slipped away. Every time he did Clairice feigned being offended. Once Isa made a glowing halo over her head with a modified cantrip which made both twins laugh.

“I loved your surprise including the set up isal nikym. Can't wait to bug you through the glass. But I'm not telling you when,” she said before kissing Clairice's neck getting lipstick on her collar.