The Sick Day Meme

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THE SICK DAY MEME

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► Post with your character, name and fandom in the header.
► They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want).
► Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you).
► Go from there!

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[coy]

[ Sick Stiles, you're ridiculous. And you're lucky that Caroline finds it sort of charming. Okay, not charming, more... adorable. Laughing, she shakes her head.] I don't want you to be sick either. I'd rather be rolling around with you. But you might make a fast recovery. And I don't mind having the flu when I get home.

[ But just to be clear...] For now, you just need to relax and rest. [ No sex until you're feeling better, Stiles.] And when you're better, naked hotness can happen.

[teenyoda]

[Hear that? That was a groan as he fell back on the bed, legs and arms splayed as he pushed the blanket off.

Because now he was too hot.]

This suuuuuuucks. Worst timing ever. Couldn't I get sick next week?

[coy]

[ She pulls her hand from behind his head as he pushes the blanket off, moving to help pull them down a bit. Oh, the joys of sickness, being hot one moment then cold the next. She does not miss it at all. ]

Do you want me to leave and come back next week? [ It wasn't happening.] It's okay, Stiles. We can still hang out, watch movies. Just not naked hangouts. Or very many cuddles.

[teenyoda]

But... I've been thinking about you forever. Do you know how many times I jerked off last week thinking of you?

[TMI, Stiles. Shut up.]

I remember the last time you were here and how the first like, two hours was just me going down on you. I wanted to do that again. See if I could break my record. I love going down on you.

[coy]

No, I don't. [ She probably didn't actually need the answer as she reached up to pull the cold cloth from his forehead, brushing his hair back a little as she gave him a tiny smile. Okay, so maybe she liked the idea that he was so excited for her visit, it was flattering to know that someone thought she was that hot, that someone liked being with her that much.

After refolding the cloth, she put it back, cold side down, on his forehead. However his words made her laugh a little, heat rising in her cheeks as she thought about that. Yeah, she was pretty sure she came at least five times that time. He was very good with his mouth, that oral fixation of his. And he was very good at listening to her when she bossed him around about what felt good and what she needed.

She hadn't been able to stand right for a few hours after that.] I love you going down on me too. Trust me. I'm just as bummed as you are. But this isn't the last I'll be here. And we've still got time.

[teenyoda]

You don't know that. What if I'm dead next time you come out?

[A viable possibility, considering how crazy everything kept getting around him. Werewolves and darachs and kitsune and demon foxes and hunters and... and... everything was conspiring to kill him.]

Then I'll never get to see you again. That would suck.

[coy]

Like I said, I'm not going to let you die. Stop thinking so morbidly. [ She didn't want him to. Not when her life was so morbid, he was the normal part. She just didn't know how not-normal his life was.]

You're just sick. And if you get better soon, we can have sex. [ She leans over him a little to whisper into his ear.] And the sooner you get better, the sooner we can have Jeep sex. [ there, there's an enticement. It was a place they hadn't had sex and well, with his teenage libido and hers plus her vampiric urges, they've had a lot of sex, in more than just his bed.]

[teenyoda]

Jeep sex?

[That had him focusing his bleary gaze on her, giving her a puppy look.]

Can we do that even if I'm not all the way well? Because I really want that. My jeep needs some love.

[coy]

We will have Jeep sex on Friday. That's a promise. [ She offers him an encouraging smile. Maybe it was mean to talk about all this sex stuff with him when his body wasn't exactly up for the task, not to mention she had to pretend that she didn't want to catch what he had, as if mattered.

But still... might as well give the guy a reason to live.] And once on Sunday on the way to the airport. Road head optional.

[teenyoda]

[The next groan he made was an impatient one, but it was better than the whiny bitchy one of before.]

Road head... god, is there any wonder why I totally love you? Jesus, Caroline.

[He flopped down, trying to roll over onto his stomach because he was uncomfortable. The cloth fell off and he let it, flipping the pillow over because cool side.]

[coy]

[ Well, there it was. His love confession. It wasn't perfect. It was a profession of love after a discussion about road head and car sex while feverish but... she was going to take it because... well, she wasn't exactly perfect herself. And she wasn't girly Caroline anymore, who thought everything had to be just so and perfectly romantic.

Okay, the 'just so' part may still be true but... she couldn't help but grin at his words.] I.... I do what I can. [ Maybe now wasn't the best time to bask in it but she couldn't help but grin like a fool. A fool in love, totally head over heels. Which is completely appropriate bedside manners.

She reached for the cloth before setting it aside, fluffing the pillow a bit.] Maybe you should sleep some.

[teenyoda]

Mmm.... wish you could sleep with me.

[But he knew better. It wasn't good for her to be around plague-Stiles and she was already putting herself in harm's way.]

Netflix is yours. Tea. Stuff...

[coy]

[ I wish that too. But keeping up appearances and all. It'd be weird if she didn't get sick after sleeping with him.] I'll be over here when you wake up? [ She was just going to steal his laptop and lay on the floor with a pillow she stole to watch Netflix.] Let me know if you need anything.

[teenyoda]

Besides you?

[He laughed at his own cheesy joke, eyes closing as he started to drift off into a restless sleep. The sooner he got better, well, the better.]

[coy]

Cute. [ She laughed softly, moving to stroke his hair slowly as he started to drift off to sleep, making sure he was completely out before she abandoned him for Gossip Girl.]