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[caipirinha]

my character gets into bed with yours, or vice versa;
what happens?
have you crawled under the covers for some friendly
cuddles, or are your intentions not so innocent?
are you planning some form of practical joke, or are
you just plain drunk?
maybe you just have no idea what's going on.

( adapted from the plurk meme! )

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[goldenlawedre]

[Gods her body. He will never get over it.]

Sleep? I'm sorry... what's that, again?

[He rolls a bit more on top of her, grinning wickedly and a bite in his lip.]

Ohhhh no. Not happening.

[In thinking about all the things he'd like to do other than sleep, fully reacquainting himself with her is at the top of the list. Getting her breakfast is close second... so long as they get to eat it lazily in bed.]

[calmingly]

[He's decided to roll more on top of her? Okay, she can play that game. She arches up, pressing her body against him as much as she can.]

Good. Because I would have watched you sleep and pouted....

[Eating in bed is fine.... But only once she's worked up an appetite.... Which he's more than welcome to help her with.... but first he'd have to get her out of the cami and boyshorts she was sporting.]

[goldenlawedre]

I can't have that. [His voice is breathy as he leans down to capture her mouth. She's not only woken him... she's begun to rouse something else that presses back.

He bites her bottom lip teasingly.]

No pouting, you.

[He takes the chance his positioning offers him to run a hand up her thigh, feeling the little clothes she dons and the fingers making plans to get rid of them fairly quickly.]

[calmingly]

[There's a sharp intake of her breath as he nips at her bottom lip and she can feel him pressing back. She really can't help the smile in response to all of that....]

Mmm... only because you said so.

[He may notice the shiver she gives in response to that hand running up her thigh... One of her own hands is currently tracing patterns onto every inch of his chest, lower and lower as she's able to.]

[goldenlawedre]

I'd just have to do something about it if you weren't so generously accommodating.

[His fingers hook in the waistband, and he gives a slight run over the skin on her waist before giving a good tug on the fabric. He's enjoying the feel of her fingers on his chest, and he rewards her with a thorough kiss for it.]

[calmingly]

You're still welcome to do something about it....

[Well, with rewards like that, why would a girl ever stop? Her fingers continue with the exploration of his chest as she squirms into his touch, eager for him to continue what he is doing as well.]

[goldenlawedre]

Oh, I intend to.

[He dips a thumb to pull up the middle seam on her boyshorts, taking his time because there was a certain pleasure in it. A little pressure, then he abandons that fabric for tracing a hand over her shoulder, following the line of the strap keeping her cami there.]

Unless you're just being a glutton for punishment.

[He likes to tease her, whether it's through what his fingers are doing or through a little remark, just so.]

[calmingly]

[There are hitches in her breath with those touches and she bites down on her lower lip..... Then a smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth and she arches in closer to him, nails dragging lightly on the skin of his chest. When she speaks, it's practically a purr.]

I think you should punish me, Will.

[goldenlawedre]

[Well, that's an unexpected response. Sure, he's adventurous, but he hadn't been setting himself up for it. He raises his eyebrows, surprised.]

Oh do you? Hmm.

[He traces along the edge of that, his finger following the neckline so that his finger dips between her skin and her clothes.]

Then I should really take my time, shouldn't I?

[calmingly]

[Unexpected in a good way, she hopes. Still, she's smirking so much as he continues what he's doing. She's sure he can feel the goosebumps raising on her skin as he continues, and if not? The change in her breathing for sure.]

Mmhmm. Take as long as you need.