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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[dreamingjeannie.livejournal.com]

[No. No twitchie! Noooooooo.]


[Jeannie loses her balance and face-plants on the mattress. Oofta!]

[Getting back to her feet, she starts climbing up Dean's t-shirt. So what if he might be ticklish....]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[He twitched more, still laughing as his eyes opened more.]

What the?

[Dude, that's not a brownie or a fairy on his stomach is it?]

[dreamingjeannie.livejournal.com]

Hello, Master!

[She continues to climb up his shirt.]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[...There's a hot if tiny chick in a belly dancer's outfit calling him Master on his chest. Wait, she looked familiar, like he'd seen her on tv somewhere. Ok. Maybe he was still dreaming. Good dream if weird.]

Uh hi.

[dreamingjeannie.livejournal.com]

[Once she reached the top, Jeannie plopped herself down on Dean's belly, sitting with her legs crossed.]

You look hungry, Master. Would you like waffles?

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[A REALLY good dream.]

Yeah, yeah I would. Extra bacon on the side.

[dreamingjeannie.livejournal.com]

[Head-bob. A big platter of waffles--drenched in syrup--with two eggs, hashbrowns, and six slices of bacon appears out of nowhere on the bed next to Dean.]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[BEST DREAM EVER!]

Damn, thanks.

[He reached out to grab a forkful of waffles, and shoved some bacon in his mouth as well. Nom.]

[dreamingjeannie.livejournal.com]

You are most welcome, Master.

[She continues to sit on his tummy and watch him eat.]

Perhaps later Master would like a bath?

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrows go up. Food tasted awfully real for a dream. Good too.]

Yeah, yeah I could go for that.

[He since placed her, and was hoping this didn't mean Gabriel had been in one of the pods and was now awake. That would suck.]