As Mickey's footsteps faded away, Page snuggled into Isabella, smelling her hair. Her shampoo had a calming affect on her always, without fail. There was something about the fruity scent mixing with Isabella's natural odor that put her at ease. "I know," she said, her finger tracing the curves of Iz's collar bone, "You guys are always there for me no matter what." She kissed the other girl's shoulder tenderly, managing a small smile.<br/><br/>"Mmmm...I don't think you'd like being tied up. You'd have to surrender control to me and frankly," she paused, chuckling, "I don't think you're up for that." Page liked to tease Isabella. It was a big part of their foreplay. She bit her lip at the thought of tying her up and having someone at her mercy. She touched Iz's cheek and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "A gag would be nice. No one would hear you moan as I had my way with you." She nibbled on her ear, enjoying the taste of her friend.