WAKING UP!

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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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[telekinetic_badass]

[There was a grunt as he forced himself to wake up a bit more, and he opened his eyes only to find himself staring into Kate's.]

...

[...wait.]

...

[His brain sort of locked up for the moment. His body didn't quite follow, though. His hands really seemed to have a mind of their own. Luckily those hands seemed to know what they were doing, otherwise it would be awkward.]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Not going to react, not going to react even if it was way too nice.]

...

[Nope, totally not a moan, and she forced herself to shift away.]

Why am I in your bed?

[telekinetic_badass]

[He was thinking about that. And so far, he had nothing. Did he actually nail one of the Young Avengers?]

You tell me.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Quick glance down at herself. Wearing a nightgown, so that's hopeful. She'd really be pissed off if she was nude.]

This better not be more of GLADOS weird humor.

[telekinetic_badass]

[And he is, at least, wearing pants.]

Then, what? You decided to sleepwalk into my bed?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[She snorted at that.]

You wish. Probably do the way your hands were.

[She moved to get up.]

[telekinetic_badass]

[And one of those hands moves to stop her.]

You weren't complaining about my hands earlier.

[He never heard her say 'no', 'stop', or 'don't', after all.]

In fact, you seemed to be enjoying them quite a bit.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

I was half asleep at the time, and thought you were somebody else.

[She remained where she was for the moment. She didn't feel any danger though, she would have made sure to say stop otherwise. This was different.]

That's all.

[telekinetic_badass]

Mmmhmm.

[She could leave if she wanted to, his hold wasn't that tight. In fact, those hands of his were getting a little friendly again as he drew closer to her.]

But you still liked it.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow raised as she watched him coolly.]

Is that what you're looking for? A little boost to your fragile male ego before I go?

[telekinetic_badass]

I just want the truth.

[That might be it, though right now he was at a bit of a loss to explain why he hadn't punted her out of his bed, yet. What did he want from her? And just as importantly, why was she still there?]

What are you looking for, though?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Besides my own bed? Not much.

[She started to turn away again, and then glanced back. She then admitted.]

Ok. I did. Maybe. A little.

[Not blushing, her cheeks feel warm from the blankets that's all. Really.]

[telekinetic_badass]

[He's totally smirking. And she is still free to leave, but he won't stop feeling her up until she actually does go.]

Just 'a little'?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[She was going to go, even as a shuddering breath escaped from her. Maybe she could still stay a little longer.]

...More than a little.

[Great, now she was biting her bottom lip.]

[telekinetic_badass]

[He started kissing her shoulder again, and worked his way to her neck.]

Really?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[Better not to respond out loud this time. She didn't completely trust herself at the moment. Though she did shift a little closer.]

Mm-hmm.

[telekinetic_badass]

[Any other time, he might question why he was doing this, but he was kinda just going with the flow here. And those hands of his got friendlier and were getting underneath her nightgown.]

Enough for you to stay a while?

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

[She tensed at that for a few reasons. One of them was Tony, but there were also some memories that were enough to feel like she'd been plunged in cold water.]

I... God, I need to go.

[She got up to run, but only paused to say.]

Sorry.

[And then fled for the door to leave.]