WAKING UP!

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Kate's one for slinky nightgowns. She hugged the pillow near her head tighter as she slept contently.]

[staturity]

[Cassie steals covers.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[It's cold. Why did it get cold all of the sudden? She tries to grab her covers back.]

[staturity]

[No, you cannot have the covers. They are my covers.]

[Cassie clings to covers.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[But my covers first! She groans, and half tackles for covers in her sleep.]

[staturity]

[That wakes her up.]

Hey I was- Kate?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Blue eyes snap open.]

...Cassie? Why do you have my covers?

[staturity]

I was cold. Why are we in bed together?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Together?

[Quick look]

Ok that's a good question. Where's your bed?

[staturity]

Right across the room. Uh... maybe it got cold.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

But you got plenty of blankets on it, right?

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

[Plays likes boxers and a t-shirt, himself. He rolls over onto his side, mumbling.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Warm figure, and something familiar in the mumbling so Kate turned over, burying her face in the back of his shoulder.]

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

[Huh? Warm body. Tony rolls over and wraps an arm around whoever might be next to him.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Nice and warm. There was light nuzzling as she settled in, her legs shifting and sliding against his in her sleep.]

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

[Tony nuzzled back with a small exhale, shifting his body against her's. He mumbled softly, rubbing his hand against the small of her back.]

...mornin'. Or whatever damn time it is.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[She yawned and stretched against him.]

Morning, and who cares on the time?

[She wasn't in a hurry to distangle herself.]

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

[Tony laughed softly, letting out his own yawn.]

Mmm... yeah. Who cares?

[He bumped foreheads with her, smiling.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Slow smile at that, and she leaned in for a few soft kisses.]

I don't. Care more about staying right here.

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

[Tony returned the kiss and snugged her a bit closer.]

I like that idea.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Mm, good.

[There was more nuzzling, and one of her hands draw lazy circles on his chest. She was awake enough to make it not too spiral like.]

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Mmmmhmm.

[He managed to caress her cheek a bit awkwardly with his other hand and then leaned forward to kiss her again, this one a bit more lingering and slow.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[She snuggled closer, though her shifting moved the hem of her nightgown up slightly. Her other hand moved up to thread through his hair.]