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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[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Arha, for reasons involving Jed-Eye, has a white nightgown on and has her arm thrown carelessly, even if she's half awake and mumbing]

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

[Hey, a redhead! Luke has one of those. But his redhead is different than this one, and in a mostly-asleep daze the two look enough alike that he can roll over, slide an arm around Arha's hips, and press his lips to her throat, a hum of pleasure rumbling up from his chest.]

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Arha'a eyes slide half shut and she can't help but curl into him, her fingers sliding unto his hair as her other curls against his hip. Not awake. Definitely not awake. Arha would like to stay asleep...and has had this dream before.]

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

[His hand slides along a smooth shoulder--there's something different about it, but he's not awake enough to notice just yet. The hand rests lightly on Arha's upper arm as Luke kisses her throat again, feeling the soft skin with his lips. This is nice, he thinks to himself, a little foggy as fingers twist into his hair. We should do this more often.]

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[The Bene Gesserit part of her mind woke before the rest of her and she had a brief moment of complete stillness. And then she very gently, very carefully rolled away. Not a dream. Not a dream at all. She pauses, though, to brush her fingertips against his temple before pulling her hand away and closing her eyes. Awkward. Painfully awkward.]

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

[His eyes open and there's a moment of similar stillness before he props himself up on an elbow, reaching out to touch Arha. There's surprise, but not horror or disgust. After all... ]

Hey... um... don't feel bad.

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Arha slips her fingers over his for a moment, her smile crooked.]

That. Is very much not what I feel.

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

You swear it?

[He doesn't want to lose her friendship over a moment of lapsing into, well, what might have been.]

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

I do not lie to my Jed-Eye. [Arha leaned to press a kiss against his forehead and managed a slight smile.]

[jedimacguyver.livejournal.com]

[...And that was when Obi-Wan rolled over from Luke's other side and draped an arm across his hips, muttering something about 'no...five more minutes.'

Try not to scream, but this just became a threesome.]

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

[Tries hard not to scream.

Tries very very hard.

Squeaks instead.]

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Arha? Arha blinked, half choked, inhaled, and promptly teared up before politely turning away to attempt to compose herself with her head in her hands. Still not quite awake, she found herself shaking with laughter at the sheer absurdity of this. A good fifteen seconds later, Arha managed to tuck herself between the two of them.]

Better? [That came out in a tiny whisper with an incredulous look attached to it.]

[jedimacguyver.livejournal.com]

[Sleepy-Wan is more than happy to be transferred to the Arha side of the Force. He snuffles at her shoulder and snuggles in and back to sleep.

For about three whole seconds]

...

what the kriff?!

[And now he is wide awake and bolt upright. Good job, you woke up Master Kenobipants.]

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

I-- I--

[Mouth moves soundlessly as he sits up a little too, not sure how to proceed from here.]

I have no idea what happened last night.

[Skywalkers have the best observational skills.]

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

No one is naked. [that came out dry along with laughter that was muffled against Obi-Wan's hair] I assume nothing involving a wild orgy went on. [her expression totally is teetering toward 'and that is a terrible shame']

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Nightmares. He really hates 'em. Half-awake and although finding no Bee, the oddity crawl bumbles up and, a whimper-chirp later, burrows under the bedcovers::

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Arha shifts sleepily as if she needs to make a little room. Thanks to her usual heat output, the blankets are very warm. Maybe a little warmer than usual considering she'd been half dreaming of the desert.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Warm. Ooh, this is nice. Yes. Yawn-chirping, the beastie curls up and burrows in a bit closer::

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[Not one to mind, Arha is, at the very least, accommodating and curls up around Renne carefully. Sharing heat is an easy thing, after all, and she has done such a thing before on several occasions--especially in the seitch.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee?

::Purr. An ear flicks. Drowsily, an eye kind of half-opens and his nose gives a curious sniff. He's landed with somebody, thus the sniff to find out who::

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

Mm, s'fine. [That was a soft mumble that was accompanied by a few curls of hair sliding over her shoulder. The scent of bitter cinnamon and the clean desert breeze accompanies the slight shift.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee...Awrrrr...

::Drowsy chirps. Snuffle of his nose and the beastie kind of snuggle-burrows in.::

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

Is safe. [Arha snuggles him gently and half falls back asleep, dozing, and doing her best to put a thick mental shield. Getting no sleep for a long while isn't good for anyone, let alone a Jed-Eye Bene Gesserit]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eee...Sa-fe. Awrrr.

::One last trill-purr and the beastie's already more than half-asleep. And very psi-dead, so no telepathy from him::

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

[That pulls a slight curl of a smile from Arha, who promptly goes back to sleep, tucked in around Renne. Hopefully, her nice thick mental shield means no nightmares. It's as safe as she can make it and that thought is calming to her as well.]