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]

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...

[triarchic]

He was so intent on watching her mouth as he kept pushing in and out of her, thumb brushing over her teeth so that they grazed over the pad of it. He briefly thought about how nice it would be to watch her give him a blowjob if he was already enjoying this so much, but they were already too far in for that to be a thought worth pursuing.

[vented]

Maybe he'd have to pay her another visit. They could have a back and forth of sneaking into each other's rooms and wheedling favors or tokens from one another. Or she could just keep stealing from him. It got a reaction she enjoyed, and while she hadn't set out to have this be the result, it wasn't a bad one as far as results went.

[triarchic]

He certainly wasn't going to complain about that if it turned out this way every time. This was much more preferable than enacting the every whims of some rather fickle and irritatingly powerful ladies.

He could feel himself getting close, the thrusts becoming more urgent and harder as he took in the sight of her under him. Petite and fucking fantastic.

[vented]

She arched up under him, pressing with her shoulders on the bed again to make a bridge of her body, hips pushing against him to make his hits into her deeper and harder, fingers digging into his shoulders as she held her balance. She might need a little bit more to get where he was at, but her body was happily reacting to him.

[triarchic]

Timing was going to be an apparent issue, the drawn out foreplay not doing him any favours in this case. He was biting his lip again, trying to pace himself against the overwhelming flood of how great this felt. Way too great. His hand moved from her mouth to her hair, grabbing a handful of it and giving it a rough jerk to the side. Roughness had seemed to do it for her earlier, but the dilemma was how far to go.

[vented]

Her head twisted a bit and she let out a small sound, hands moving to his arms to hold onto him as she lifted up harder. The little twinge of pain wasn't bad, but it wasn't going to be enough to push her over. Looks like Valentine was riding this train solo, something she might have to bug him about after.

[triarchic]

He wasn't getting the reaction he wanted and that never sat well with him in his books. He simultaneously pulled harder on her hair while stilling himself inside her while he was pushed all the way in, purposefully pressing his hips down hard into hers so that she couldn't move hers if she wanted to. "Christ, maybe being in a fucking harness would do you some fucking good." His voice was thick with lust, but he still managed to sound sarcastic.

[vented]

She laughed, hands sliding up to his neck. One slid into his hair to reciprocate the tug and she ground herself against him, stilled or not. "Maybe I should. You should try those sex swings. They're pretty fun."

[triarchic]

"You procure it and I'll try whatever the fuck you want." He sounded quite confident as he said it, only pressing his hips even harder into hers to try and get her to stop. "And quit that."

[vented]

"Quit what?" She looked up at him almost innocently, even as she gave another long, slow grind of her hips. Now she was going to have to look into getting some interesting little toys and things, if only to see how far he'd go.

[triarchic]

He gave her another one of his chiding looks, something that was already becoming a familiar activity after only such a short time together. "Quit being so fucking enticing." He was trying to get a grip here, thanks.

[vented]

"Is that what I'm doing?" She almost looked innocent when she asked. Heck, she was just trying to get that added friction against her clit to help get her off, but if he found it enticing, that was just one more reason to keep doing it.