In My Bed Meme

[teenyoda]

Someone Is Sleeping in My Bed!

It's morning in EST. But maybe not for you -- A little too late to be sleeping but y'know what? That's okay. People nap. Sometimes the bed is oh so cozy and you want to snuggle under a blanket and sleep forever. And you don't care if it's your bed or not. You're going to sleep. Like a boss.

Too bad someone doesn't agree.
Rules
The Poster is the character who is asleep.
The Responder is the one who discovers the sleeper.
Therefore, the Responder must do one of three things

I. Decide you know this person! (Castmate, previous threader, whatever.)
Go to Random and Roll.

a. Wake them up - You don't care how friendly you are to the person in your bed; they need to get up.
b. Happy Awakening - Such a shame they're so deep asleep when you're in the mood. How about a nice wake up call? (if you don't like smut, keep this to cuddles, kisses, hugs, or reroll)
c. Prank! - Oh, this has just go to stop. They need to be punished. But how?
Can't beat 'em, Join them - Push 'em over and snuggle up. You're too tried to deal with this craziness right now. Or sleep on your couch.
d. Let them Sleep - Whatever, it's noon. They're asleep and you got things to do. Regard them or disregard them.


II. Decide you have NO CLUE this person is! (People that haven't threaded with each other before, crossovers, castmates who haven't met.)
Go to Random and Roll.

a. Scream 'OMGWTFBBQ GET UP' - While this is probably the default reaction, it's a pretty honest one.
b. Prank! - What a better way for you to remember this moment of meeting than by painting a mustachio on your new 'friend's' face? (Remember, it's your bed. Be wise on what you do.)
c. Gently wake them up - Oh, the poor dears! They must be exhausted but they can't stay here. Be nice, even if it isn't IC for your character. This is what you get for rolling. Shake them up quietly. Or reroll.
d. Get to Know them NON-Biblically - Well, they're asleep. But they left their wallet, important work, or identification out (no matter how OOC it may be)! Let's see who's REALLY sleeping in your bed. (Use your own judgment on what you find. As a suggestion, have the most they find is the sleeper's name and maybe place of work.)
e. Tie 'em up - FUNCTIONAL tying up. Not kinky, no matter what the other party might think. Let them continue their blissful moment of rest. They'll answer questions later and you'll be safe and sound.


III. Decide - f**k the police. You hear me right. F**k 'em.
You move forward and make your own fate!

Comments

[teenyoda]

[Stiles slept like the dead. It was a weekend and he'd been up late Friday night studying. If he'd known he'd have a visitor to entertain the next day, he would have gone to bed at a decent time.

But he hadn't, so when the bed dipped and a body pressed in against his, he let out a little murmur of nonsense about shoes and gummy bears without feet, lips smacking before his mouth opened and he went back to breathing heavily. Not quite snoring, but the potential was there.]

[coy]

[ Caroline couldn't stop the soft giggle that falls from her lips when he sleep talks. He's so cute. And yes, she's smittened. It's no surprise that she doesn't wake him up when she got into bed with him, he usually slept like a rock whenever she did get to stay over with him. Snuggling closer, she tucked her chin over his shoulder and wrapped one arm around him, eyes falling shut with a quiet sigh as she settled in next to him.

If he wanted to sleep, she'd let him and she'd sleep right with him but not before she whispered--] Happy birthday, Stiles. I love you. [ Because when he was completely dead to the world is a perfect time to tell him that she loved him the first time and all.]

[teenyoda]

[In his sleep, his hand came up and twined with hers, pulling her arm over him more and being snuggled via spoon maneuver. The semi-grump look on his face at almost waking smoothed out into a smile and he let out a pleased sigh.

And woke up two hours later wondering why he was so warm.]

Dad! Why'd you turn the heat up!

[Said the groggy teen who didn't realize it was body heat making him so warm.]

[coy]

[ Caroline had fallen asleep right with him, spooning him close. He was too cute to resist, honestly, with the snuggling and the hand holding. It was easy to fall right asleep curled up next to him.

So two hours later, she was startled by the sound of his voice as he scolded his dad for turning up the heat, letting out an exhausted sigh and burying her face in the back of his neck.] Hmm... he didn't hurt up the heat, [ she said, her words muffled and groggy as she lingered somewhere between sleep and consciousness. ]

[teenyoda]

[He almost jumped at the feel of something touching his neck, half turning to see blonde hair and barely deciphering the muzzy voice as familiar.]

Caroline?

[coy]

[ Upon hearing her name, her eyes opened a bit more, squinting against the gentle light of the room to look at him.] Mmmyeah. [ Humming softly, she smiled.] Surprise! [ Of course that word is more mumbled than said, her eyes blinking open a bit more.] Happy birthday.

[teenyoda]

When did you get here?

[He's trying to turn around now, arm sliding around her waist as he manages to get so he can face her.]

[coy]

This morning. [ She hums softly, offering him a smile that's both impish and lazy, somehow.] I planned it with your dad. [ Pressing closer, she planted a kiss on the corner of his mouth.]

[teenyoda]

You planned scaring the crap out of me with my dad?

[He turned to try to distractedly kiss her back, hand smoothing up her back.]

He knows you're, ah... here? In bed?

[coy]

I didn't plan on scaring you, but yes, the whole sneaking in to surprise you was a thing. Although I think he thought you'd be awake by the time I arrived. [ And you get three kisses, lazy and sweet.]

[teenyoda]

Consider me surprised.

[He smiled, kissing her back and moving his hand up--]

Hey... isn't this my shirt?

[coy]

[ Grinning against his lips, she nods a little.] So now I'm basically stalker girlfriend status, I guess. Sneaking into your house, wearing your clothes, and climbing into bed with you. [ She lets out an amused little laugh.] Better check my phone for pictures of you sleeping.

[teenyoda]

Good thing I have a cop for a dad. Pretty sure there's a spare pair of cuffs in his closet so I can restrain your freaky stalker ass.

[He's smiling back, pushing his shirt she's wearing up so he can trace fingers over her back.]

[coy]

[ She laughs at that, pressing closer as his hand finds skin and slides up her back.] Kinky. [ He gets another kiss before she looks at him with an expression of adoration.] I missed you.

[teenyoda]

Missed you too. Why don't you live out here again?

[He hummed happily and sleepily, nuzzling in against her before giving her another kiss.]

[coy]

Well... about that. [ She murmurs against his lips, smirking some.] I got accepted at-- [ and cue her name some college that's pretty amazing that's close by because who the hell knows where beacon hills is exactly.]

[teenyoda]

Oh yeah? I didn't even know you sent in an application. Why didn't you tell me?

[Because that was good news. That was... lots of cuddling in the future news.]

[coy]

Surprise? [ Frankly, she wanted to apply first and make sure she got in (ha, a college rejecting Caroline Forbes, as if) before she said anything.]

[teenyoda]

Consider me surprised. It's a good surprise. I like this surprise. Does this mean you might maybe want to come over for dinner more often? I know my dad likes having you over.

[coy]

[ Oh, she grins at that, ducking her head so that their foreheads meet] Really?

[teenyoda]

Duh. What, you think I just wanted you for the occasional and way too few times I got to have you for a weekend of mind blowing sex?

[coy]

No, [ She laughed, reaching up to poke his nose.] I mean that your dad likes having me over... I didn't know that.

[teenyoda]

He let you in the house with his sleeping son. And he thinks you're good for me. You study. You're going to college. You're not a slacker. He's hoping you'll rub off on me.

[coy]

You study too. [ Although not always school work but hey.] But I wouldn't mind rubbing off on you. [ And yes, she waggles her eyebrows for good measure, her smile teasing before she nuzzles his jaw.] If ya-know-what-I-mean. [ Her hand lifts to touch his face, thumb brushing over his cheek as she pulls back to look at him.] So what are we doing for your birthday? I hope I didn't interrupt any dude-Scott-bro plans.

[teenyoda]

Mm, I do know what you mean, if you're implying something dirty, because that's my favorite kind of rubbing.

[He turned to nip at the tip of her thumb, then looked back over at her, shrugging.]

Not important dude-Scott-bro plans. He'll understand if I want to take some time for a little hot blonde.