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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[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.]