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]

"When did I tease during Twister?" Not exactly an admission that she had in his room, but...

[triarchic]

"I don't know, it might have been the..." He stopped to pretend to think. "Four times you were sidled up to me with your butt in my face or crotch. When the other half of the mat had plenty of space, mind you."

[vented]

"I was just playing what the spinner gave me." She batted her lashes at him, looking as innocent as a newborn fawn -- while her hand tried to continue sliding over him.

[triarchic]

Nope, he wasn't falling for that for a minute. Neither was he going to let her hand go back on its trajectory so soon. He kept it still, smiling at her. "You know, I think it's time for me to get back to my room. Some of us have curfews it'd be better not to break."

[vented]

"You think so? Mm, must be that old man-ness talking again. Well... if you think you should..." There was an intentional brush of her thigh against his crotch that time, complete with big, wide blue eyes.

[triarchic]

He laughed. If it had been anyone else he might've relented, but because it was Parker he tsked, even if that did feel awfully nice. Still holding her hand, he moved to push her off him. "That trick didn't get me the first time, Bambi."

[vented]

"What trick?" Dammit. Sophie hadn't gone into detail on extensive honeytrapping. So in an act of desperation, as she was pushed off, she grabbed at him to roll him with her, kissing him as she went.

[triarchic]

The rolling meant he ended up on top of her, his weight braced on his elbows on either side of her. Huh. This was unexpected, but if he thought about it too much, maybe entirely expected. Which he did, because he worked I&I. He let the kiss play out, returning a few kisses himself, curious to see what she would try next.

[vented]

Her goal was to get that shirt off him. If she had to play a little dirty to do it, well, it wouldn't be the first time. So the kiss turned into a deeper kiss and her hands slid down his body until, yep, one of them had a handful of something hard.

[triarchic]

He laughed into the kiss when he felt her hand on his erection, and he moved his hips slightly to grind himself against her hand. Okay. He could go with this. He moved to pull back from the kiss to get a good look at her.

[vented]

She looked up at him almost expectantly, mind already working out where she'd stash the shirt that he wouldn't find it again. "Yes?" She said that as her hand gave him a slight squeeze.

[triarchic]

His eyes closed momentarily in response to the slight squeeze, but he quickly had them open again as he looked down at her. And oh. Look at that in his peripheral vision. Was his chest bare? It certainly was. He chuckled, not acknowledging what he had noticed. "What's got you in a frenzy so suddenly?"

[vented]

"This? Oh, this isn't a frenzy. You'd know if I was in a frenzy. There'd be more... frenzying." Her leg hooked over his side, pulling herself up off the bed to almost dangle from him, like he was some kind of climbing apparatus for her.

[triarchic]

She sure was being creative about this. Now, just how to leave her hanging without her realising he was trying to? He smiled at how committed she was, fingers tickling down her spine. She would've been a good one to send to infiltrate all the resister rings, if she had just a bit more finesse in a situation like this. "You've got to admit, it's a very sudden change of heart."

[vented]

"Nothing heart-like about it." Her hand slid down a bit lower, getting a hold of a pair of small, round globes and fondling them gently. There went those nimble fingers to work.

[triarchic]

Toreth had turned down sex before, if only so that the next time would be better or there'd be more of a build-up. He'd done that a lot of times, actually, but each time took all of his self-control. He'd done it with Warrick, though, so he could certainly do it with Parker. He just had to convince himself the pay-off was worth it. He sighed deeply at her manipulations, allowing himself to enjoy it for a little while longer. "Mm, I'd put my money on that, too." His hand moved to unhook her leg. "Play time's over, Fleece."

[vented]

She was going to have to resort to drastic measures. She just wasn't sure how drastic it was going to have to get. Her other leg hooked around him, Parker wearing an innocent look the entire time. "Play time just started. And you said you came here for a nap. I don't see you napping, liar."

[triarchic]

It was hard to fight back the laugh now that he knew what she was trying to do. "Maybe I already took my nap before you got here." He shifted his weight to his other elbow, repeating the unhooking motion. This was fun in itself, but he wasn't going to let himself succumb. The long-term pay-off was much better than the short-term.

[vented]

"Maybe you didn't." Monkey-hooked to him with her legs, she let her hands do what her hands did best -- get where they weren't supposed to go.

[triarchic]

"No, I'm pretty sure I did." The words came out a little laboured given what her hands were doing. He decided to steady himself on one elbow, bracing himself with her weight, before shifting to straighten up on his knees, taking her with him.

[vented]

One arm hooked around his neck, letting her lift up with him. Her other hand was busy, wrapped around his length and using those agile fingers to squeeze and stroke him in a way that felt almost like something fluttery had a hold of him. "Mm, my bed wasn't messed up. I think not."

[triarchic]

He groaned slightly, settling back on his heels. Just to recover from how fucking great that felt. Really. He'd get up in a few more seconds. "I'm just fucking fantastic at leaving things how I found them," he managed.

[vented]

"I didn't pick you for the pristine type." Her hand was never-ceasing over him and her mouth moved to press small kisses against the corner of his, thighs gripping him tightly.

[triarchic]

"Hasn't anyone ever told you not to judge a book by its cover?" He was relenting a little now, hands running down over her back appreciatively before ending up under her thighs to hold her.

[vented]

"Depends on the book. The bible doesn't really have a cover, but it's a lot of boring stuff around a bunch of violent stuff." Her mouth was by his mouth, giving his ear a nip as her hand slid up to squeeze the head of his cock a little before she slid it back down.