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]

"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."

[vented]

"Why would I?" She grabbed onto his shoulder when she felt him slam back into her, back arching up into him as her ankles locked behind him. "Ever been base jumping?"

[triarchic]

Being able to set the pace now, he was setting it hard and fast, continuing to pull mostly-out before thrusting back in. "Mm, can't say I have." He was clearly more interested in directing more well-placed bites along her neck than he was in the idea of base jumping. "Don't get my kicks from the threat of dying."

[vented]

She lifted up to meet each one of his thrusts, hands sliding under the shirt to dig blunt nails into his back as she let her head fall back, feeling the nips along her neck. "You're not doing it right."

[triarchic]

He laughed, not letting up with the bites or the thrusting. "I wasn't aware there was a right or wrong way to do it." He wasn't lying, though. His response to life or death situations was either very violent or very professional and matter-of-fact. "I'm quite good at fucking people with those kicks, though."

[vented]

"Do you always talk so much?" She moved a hand up to grab at his hair, pulling his head down so she could force a kiss on him, breathing through her nose as she ground her hips in a circle against the thrusting he was doing. That was... nice.

[triarchic]

The best reply to that would've been another smack on the ass, but since he wasn't really in a position to do that right now he settled with staying quiet, returning her kiss just as fiercely as she had given it before breaking it off. He let go of her shoulder, pulling his arm out from under her so that he could once again press his fingers hard against her lips, liking what she had done earlier.

[vented]

Her mouth opened, teeth grazing over the digits before she sucked on them, glad he'd freed his arm if only so she could start to push the shirt down off his shoulders. She wanted it off, sure, but it just felt weird to be fully naked in bed having sex and not having the other party be the same. His forefinger in her mouth, she sucked on it like it was something else, eyes dark as each thrust pushed her a little closer to her edge.

[triarchic]

He was biting his lip slightly as he watched her sucking off his fingers while he fucked her. That was something nice to remember. He could feel the shirt sliding down his shoulders, mostly due to the slight obstruction in his range of motion, but he was too intent on driving them both to finishing to care, his breathing becoming more laboured as he continued thrusting.

[vented]

Oh. Well. Okay, that was nice. He could look good when he wasn't scowling or telling someone to go fuck themselves. She liked the way he looked when he bit his lip, her mouth moving to his thumb since that had gotten such a good response before. She might be able to get it off one arm if he moved with her, but until she stopped orally playing with his fingers...