Single Bed Meme

[teenyoda]

It's cozy, warm and very, very narrow; you're stuck sleeping in a single bed with someone else and have to endure/enjoy the situation until morning. Snuggle-time?

single-bed partnerships

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01) FRIENDS, you know the other person well.
02) LOVERS, is this really such a bad place to 'sleep' together?
03) ENEMIES, try not to stab each other in the night.
04) STRANGERS, super awkward or getting along like a house on fire.
05) AUTHORITY, one of you has a higher/lower social status for some reason.

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[vented]

The smack got an 'ah' of surprise from her, her hand sliding up to squeeze him again. Not hard, but she followed it up with a graze of her thumb over the ridge of his cock. "That's what you say... but I see a little dirt."

[triarchic]

"Perfectly pristine people are psychopaths, anyway." Never mind his own psych eval. Psychologists were useless. He sighed again at her manipulations, fingers sliding under her underwear to get a better feel for her ass. He chuckled. "What're you doing, Fleece?"

[vented]

She might not have said it if she hadn't felt his hands under her underwear. But they played a strange game and she thought he might appreciate the honesty. "Trying to distract you. Is it working?"

[triarchic]

He did appreciate the honesty. He let his hands stay there, quirking an amused smile at her. "Will you stop if I say no?"

[vented]

"Depends. You going to walk out of here with that shirt?"

[triarchic]

"That's for you to find out."

[vented]

"This is going to take more than just touching, isn't it?"

[triarchic]

He may as well be honest in return, given how straight she just was with him. Even if it meant she would climb off him. "I'm leaving here with the shirt, Parker."

[vented]

"I'm going to change your mind about that." She sounded very sure of herself before she kissed him.

[triarchic]

She was definitely a girl that thrived on all sorts of challenges, he mused. He returned the kiss, at the same time shifting to press her up against the wall. "You're going to be sorely disappointed."

[vented]

Her legs tightened around him, her hand moving away so she could press herself up closer to him instead, biting at his lip. "If that's a comment about your sex skills, maybe you should work on that."

Yep, she'd just gone there.

[triarchic]

He slipped a hand out and gave her another sharp smack on the side of the ass given their new position. It seemed like the most appropriate response, much better than any retort he had to offer right now. His other hand worked on sliding her underwear down and off now, his lips moving against her teeth. "I didn't know it meant so much to you, this shirt. Should I be flattered?"

[vented]

"I don't know. I'm willing to face disappointing sex for it. The shirt should be flattered." Yep. Still rubbing it in. Ruuuub it in, Toreth.

[triarchic]

He laughed, automatically smacking her again, slightly harder this time. He may as well be consistent about it. "Did you know it's impossible to fuck in zero gravity?" His tone was conversational.

[vented]

"I doubt it. It would make it harder to, but you could still feasibly have sex. It'd just be slow." Her hand slid into his hair and she tugged it, a reprimand for the slaps.

[triarchic]

His head jerked a little at the tug, but it was nothing uncomfortable. "Mm, no, I'm not talking about the physics of thrusting. Blood flow's the problem." He slid her underwear down her thighs, leaving them there as his hand traveled back up her inner thigh.

[vented]

"Really?" She actually paused to think about that for a minute. She'd done a few... questionable things, but then, she'd never had to deal with being injured or... well, getting an erection in zero gravity. "Can you still feel things?"

[triarchic]

He chuckled. "I wouldn't know. I was hardly going to make the problem obvious, was I?" His hand stilled when his fingers pressed against her lower lips, almost as if asking permission. Did she really want to go this far over a fucking shirt? "I'm sure it'd still be fucking delightful for you, though."

[vented]

"Probably. We're built well that way. No embarrassing pokies." She moved her nose to his neck, burrowing it in against the curve of his shoulder and taking a good, deep sniff. Her permission was in not moving away.

[triarchic]

Embarrassing pokies wasn't exactly the term he would use to describe his dick, but he let it go. He went ahead and gently pushed a probing finger in, then, pressing into her slowly. "No zero gravity fucking for you, then, unless you're keen on toys."

[vented]

"Toys are fun. I have-- well, had, since I don't have it here. I had this stuffed rabbit that I've had since I was little." Her eyes closed at the slight probe, her hips shifting as she felt that slight flush start in her cheeks. Okay, so, it wasn't like he was terrible to look at. And he was different. Different was good.

[triarchic]

Was she fucking with him again, or was she going to actually confess that she experimented with a soft toy? He couldn't tell, the former being just as unbelievable to him, and the expression on her face being telling about the other things he was doing right now rather than his words. He decided he wouldn't ask. He let his finger slide in all the way before starting on a second one.

[vented]

"Should I give you a score on this after? Rate you from one to ten? Just so you know if you're still disappointing or not..." Things Parker found she liked to do; tease Valentine.

[triarchic]

He grinned. "Hardly necessary since I'm never disappointing." The second finger didn't go quite as slowly as the first, but it wasn't rough, either. He curled both fingers slightly inside her.

[vented]

Her hips shifted, feeling the press of fingers inside her and moving to help them find that spot... there. She let out a sigh, hand sliding down to grab at his shoulder so she could all but start riding his hand. "Says you. You ever taken a tally?"