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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[triarchic]

He had been watching her all the while, letting her do what she wanted with his body with a kind of fascination. He wasn't really sure if she was going to go through with it until the final moment when she did, and when that happened all thought instantly ceased.

"Oh, fuck." His back arched slightly as he groaned, incredibly turned on at the pace she had set. No, he didn't want to leave, and he wasn't sure he had the willpower to if he had to start from here.

[vented]

"Again with the potty mouth," she leaned down, biting at his lower lip in admonishment as she ground her hips down against him. While she might still be after the shirt as her end game, it gave her a sense of accomplishment to see him stretched out under her like that, reacting to her like she was worth reacting to.

[triarchic]

There was definitely a change in his demeanour, the setting going from something he was simply curious and entertained with to something he was really starting to enjoy. There would be no more detached looks, his gaze growing hungry as he tried to turn her bite into a bruising kiss. He gave a cursory attempt at testing her grip, hips rising to press into her as much as was humanly possible. "No one fucking cares," he managed.

[vented]

"I do," she growled back, biting harder before relenting and pressing her mouth to his in a bruising kiss. Her fingers were tight on his wrists and while he might be able to lever himself up, that grip would not be loosened easily. Over a decade of hanging off of things by those nimble fingers had made them freakishly strong.

When he lifted up into her, she pressed down against him, hips rocking in more of a grind than any actual fucking yet. They were too close for that, but it still felt good.

[triarchic]

He was probably more keen on getting moving than she was, the grinding only serving as a delicious fucking tease at this point. Never mind all the teasing that had gone on throughout the entire night before this. "Hurry up." It was more urging than impatient as his head tilted so he could nip at her jaw.

[vented]

"Hurry up what?" Her eyes closed at the nip to her jaw and she felt the light pinch of his teeth before she swirled her hips again, moving in such a way that her clit was getting pressure from the top of his groin as she did. It might not be as fun as base jumping, but she could get a thrill out of it when she wanted to.

[triarchic]

He laughed breathlessly, somewhat regretting the urging words. Words like that in a situation like this were a surefire way to get what you didn't want. "You know what." He moved from her jaw down her neck, grazing his teeth down her skin as he tried not to thrust too wantingly.

[vented]

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. Maybe you should tell me." She ground down again, lifting up just a bit so he could keep moving his mouth lower, if he wanted.

[triarchic]

He did, giving her a hard bite when he reached the junction between her neck and shoulder and grinding back at the same time. "Mm, but you said you didn't want me to be a potty mouth."

[vented]

"What, you can't describe what you want without swearing? I don't believe that." Her voice was a little strained at the bite. It hurt, but the pain slid through her, heightening the pleasure she felt from riding him slowly.

[triarchic]

"'Fuck yourself on me' sounds better than anything vanilla you'd want." He kissed at the spot he had bitten, licking and sucking on it until he was satisfied it'd leave a mark later.

[vented]

She let go of his wrists, moving one hand into his hair as she pulled on his shoulder with the other, trying to get him to sit up while she lifted up almost all the way off him before coming back down on him, hard. "You need to work on your vocabulary."

[triarchic]

It was lucky that he didn't sit up straight away because it would've been a sorry aborted attempt at the motion after that. He clenched his teeth, exhaling and taking a few seconds to let the wave of pleasure wash over him before his hands found her hips again, holding her in place. Now it was a bit safer to sit up, his hands pulling her closer in the new position. "Why fix what isn't broken?"

[vented]

"You're not into learning new things?" She waggled a finger at him, hand in his hair tugging his head back so she could drag her teeth over his throat. She wasn't going to be the only one walking out of here with marks, though hers were retaliatory.

[triarchic]

"Only if it gets me something." He let her have her fun, not too adverse to the edge of pain over all of this. One hand stayed on her hip as another went to up to get a rough hold on her chin, thumb pressing against her lip. "Now are you going to fuck yourself or should I fuck you?"

[vented]

She licked at his lip, dipping her chin down so she could catch it in her mouth and suck on it, eyes not leaving his as she did. Her body lifted slowly on his, then lowered, a look in her eye that dared him to try to take control.

[triarchic]

All the teasing was making him lose focus, and watching her suck on his thumb was doing much the same. He took a firmer grip on her chin, pushing to tilt her head back as he spoke. "And here I thought I was playing nice, giving you the option. Though I suppose maybe you'd like it if I held you down and did whatever the fuck I wanted."

[vented]

She bit at his thumb as it left her lip, then shrugged. "You can try." Her hand moved to slide from his hair to around his neck, holding on as she leaned back a bit, letting her hips rise and fall as her body undulated.

[triarchic]

Try? He gave her a look, sizing her up. She was small, but he had already seen how athletic she could be. Add her nighttime... proclivities to that and he knew better than to underestimate her. Maybe he'd try at a more opportune moment. He didn't exactly have the positional advantage, even if he did have the size one.

"Maybe I will." He let go of her chin, right now settling on enjoying just this for now as he leaned back on a palm.

[vented]

She had a bit of a smug look to her, thinking that maybe he was more bark than bite. But smug or not, she didn't stop riding him, knees digging into the mattress as she lifted and fell, still at a semi-slow pace.

[triarchic]

The semi-slow pace was still good, not having reached that unbearable stage yet, but there was no mistaking what that smug expression meant. Was he so easily baited that he was going to try and reclaim the position of power just because of that look?

Yes. Yes, he was. He watched her rising and falling on top of him for a few moments longer before shifting to hold her by the shoulder, immediately moving to try to roll on top of her right after.

[vented]

She could feel his body getting ready to shift under her and she had a moment to make the decision of letting him roll her over or fighting to keep her place. She opted for the former, rolling onto her back and squeezing her thighs around him as she lifted up to keep them pressed together.

[triarchic]

He was slightly surprised at the lack of resistance, taking a second to adjust to the new position. He still had one hand on her shoulder, arm trapped between the mattress and her body, and his weight was now braced on his other elbow.

"What happened to the girl with the 'no bathing suit area' rule?" He leaned down to almost-affectionately lick the side of her mouth, keeping his hips still for now.

[vented]

"No bathing suit area for strange people I don't know groping me in the dark." She wasn't against sex, per se, she just didn't particularly like the idea of nameless faces doing things to her in the dark.

[triarchic]

"Mm. So you don't get your thrills from that, do you?" He kissed her then, and gave very little warning before trying to slide almost all the way out of her to slam himself back in again. "Get them in other ways."