Fell Asleep on Meme

[jading]

sweet dreams.

 

  Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them.  

What do you do?

 

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[wines]

[Kadan gets him, always; he remembers the first time Bull murmured it, skin sweat-slick and cock still buried in him to the hilt. He'd asked about it after, sheets kicked off and limbs tangled together, and the answer made Dorian ache in a way he never thought he could.

He's well aware of the eyes on him--where the eyes are on him, rather--and Dorian glances back over his shoulder with a smirk, pausing at the top of the stairs.]

Enjoying the view?

[verybig]

[ Bull smiles, sweet and slow and cocks his hip to the side a little to take weight off his bad leg. ]

Always do.

[ He trudges up after him after a little leer for the hell of it, and once they're inside the room, he nudges the lock shut and starts working on unfastening his brace, keeping his eye on Dorian. ]

If you want to just sack out, I won't hold it against you. Otherwise, I can run a bath.

[wines]

[Dorian sits heavily on the bed as soon as the door is shut, unbuckling his boots. He looks at Bull as he pulls them off, a fondness tugging tight in his chest.]

Tempting as it is to collapse, I fear what our sheets would smell like in the morning.

[Not that they haven't had any variety of bodily fluids on them over the course of their relationship. Dorian stretches his legs, wiggles his gloriously bare toes, and yawns dramatically.]

A bath sounds lovely, amatus.