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Someone's in my bed

Someone Is Sleeping in My Bed!

It's morning in EST. But maybe not for you -- A little too late to be sleeping but y'know what? That's okay. People nap. Sometimes the bed is oh so cozy and you want to snuggle under a blanket and sleep forever. And you don't care if it's your bed or not. You're going to sleep. Like a boss.

Too bad someone doesn't agree.
Rules
The Poster is the character who is asleep.
The Responder is the one who discovers the sleeper.
Therefore, the Responder must do one of three things

I. Decide you know this person! (Castmate, previous threader, whatever.)
Go to Random and Roll.

a. Wake them up - You don't care how friendly you are to the person in your bed; they need to get up.
b. Happy Awakening - Such a shame they're so deep asleep when you're in the mood. How about a nice wake up call? (if you don't like smut, keep this to cuddles, kisses, hugs, or reroll)
c. Prank! - Oh, this has just go to stop. They need to be punished. But how?
Can't beat 'em, Join them - Push 'em over and snuggle up. You're too tried to deal with this craziness right now. Or sleep on your couch.
d. Let them Sleep - Whatever, it's noon. They're asleep and you got things to do. Regard them or disregard them.

II. Decide you have NO CLUE this person is! (People that haven't threaded with each other before, crossovers, castmates who haven't met.)
Go to Random and Roll.

a. Scream 'OMGWTFBBQ GET UP' - While this is probably the default reaction, it's a pretty honest one.
b. Prank! - What a better way for you to remember this moment of meeting than by painting a mustachio on your new 'friend's' face? (Remember, it's your bed. Be wise on what you do.)
c. Gently wake them up - Oh, the poor dears! They must be exhausted but they can't stay here. Be nice, even if it isn't IC for your character. This is what you get for rolling. Shake them up quietly. Or reroll.
d. Get to Know them NON-Biblically - Well, they're asleep. But they left their wallet, important work, or identification out (no matter how OOC it may be)! Let's see who's REALLY sleeping in your bed. (Use your own judgment on what you find. As a suggestion, have the most they find is the sleeper's name and maybe place of work.)
e. Tie 'em up - FUNCTIONAL tying up. Not kinky, no matter what the other party might think. Let them continue their blissful moment of rest. They'll answer questions later and you'll be safe and sound.

III. Decide - f**k the police. You hear me right. F**k 'em.
You move forward and make your own fate!

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[ Bruce turns his upper body just enough to glance over his shoulder, warm water cascading down his torso and back when he steps a little more underneath the shower. One of his hands reaches behind him and catches Eggsy's, holding it to his stomach, then lifting it up so he can kiss the knuckles. ]

I'm glad too.

[ Slowly, because the tub isn't too big and the floor is wet and slippery now, he turns around until he's facing Eggsy. His hands cupping Eggsy's face, he leans in for a chaste but lingering kiss to his lips. ]

I'm glad I decided to stick around. With you.

[Eggsy helps Bruce turn around, hands at his elbows, slipping down to rest at his hips. He smiles against Bruce's mouth, kissing down his jaw and throat, resting his forehead against his neck.]

Sometimes I think 'bout how I don't deserve anybody like you.

[He huffs out a sigh, sliding his hands around to Bruce's lower back, moving his palms in easy strokes aided by the water.]

Then I remind myself that you wouldn't be here if you didn't wanna be. You do what you wanna do and I, um, I'm happy you picked me.

[ Bruce chuckles, head tipping back and water dripping down his face, washing over his closed eyelids. His hands slide down Eggsy's front, rounding his sides to settle on a loose hold around him. ]

That's right, I'll do what I want. And you're an idiot for thinking that.

[ If anyone here is undeserving of the other, it's definitely Bruce— not Eggsy, who is fun and kind and sweet, a whole life ahead of him that could be spent with someone who isn't a mess of bottled up trauma and suppressed feelings and memories. Not that Bruce is about to bring that up— it's a point he made several times as they grew closer, and not once did Eggsy so much as waver, let alone think of not pursuing this.

Even if Bruce still thinks he shouldn't have sometimes. ]

'M not an idiot.

[Eggsy rolls his eyes, dancing his fingers up and down Bruce's spine.

He thinks every day that he's gotten luckier than he ever had a right to be in his life recently. Him and Bruce are two very different people, but still have a lot in common. The good stuff. The important stuff that makes them who they are.]

Maybe a bit of one, yeah? But that's all I'm givin' ya.

[With a soft huff, he snakes an arm out and grabs some shampoo, holding the bottle between them as he snaps the cap open and squeezes some out onto his palm. He sets the bottle back down, and rubs his hands together, grinning at Bruce before running his hands through Bruce's hair.]

Better close your eyes.

Sure you are. You're my idiot.

[ He chuckles amusedly, tipping his head up to nibble at the tip of Eggsy's nose. It's all in good jest, really, as he doesn't honestly think Eggsy's an idiot. He's actually a pretty bright young man, even if in an unusual way, but it's definitely one of the many features that made Bruce feel attracted to him.

The sense of humor still wins, though. And the smile.

Bruce does as told, eyes closing as Eggsy starts spreading the shampoo on his hair. A soft hum turns into a long drawn-out purr, and Bruce's head tips back, lips parting a little. His scalp is always particularly sensitive, and he loves it when Eggsy does anything that involves playing with his hair, washing it, or just running his fingers through the curls. He could just melt right about now. ]

I love it when you do that.

[Eggsy works his fingers into Bruce's scalp, alternating between circles and long lines, enjoying the intimacy of this all.]

I love it when I do it, too.

[He's a bit breathy when he says it, coasting the line of a laugh, and he's grinning at Bruce like he hung the moon and stars. Eggsy gently maneuvers them both so that Bruce can duck beneath the spray.]

Close your eyes, yeah?

[He tips his chin up then, smoothing his hands through Bruce's hair until the water goes from sudsy to clear.]

[ Bruce does as told, almost obediently so, letting his eyelids fall over his eyes and craning his head back until it's fully underneath the spray of water. He holds his breath in through it all, of course, lips pressed together, throat stretched while the water runs down his face and neck in tiny waterfalls.

Eventually he stands upright again once Eggsy's washed most of the shampoo off his hair, lifting a hand up to wipe the excess water from his eyes so he can open them. ]

[Eggsy presses a few kisses to Bruce's throat, close lipped and humming with each dramatic pop of his mouth against wet skin. He smooths his hands down Bruce's shoulders, worrying his lower lip as he tries to imprint the way Bruce looks to memory.]

Alright, my turn, yeah? Scoot.

[He doesn't move though, his mouth curving up into an impish grin.]

[ Bruce leans in and planks a peck on Eggsy's nose, nodding. ]

Wait— let's switch.

[ He doesn't have a lot of room behind him to move back, so he can't exactly drag Eggsy underneath the spray along with him. Well, not unless they ended up pressed up really close, and then there wouldn't be a lot of washing involved.

So, he tries to step around Eggsy, waiting for him to move along so they can switch places, his hands clinging to Eggsy's arms for some needed support. Bruce isn't so bad when it comes to keeping balance, but a wet and slippery bathtub floor doesn't exactly help. ]

[They do some sort of bath tub tango, wet limbs and clumsy movements, until they've swapped positions. Eggsy laughs as he tips his head back under the water, keeping his hands on Bruce's arms.]

Even though it's a bit tight in here, we should do this more often.

[Eggsy thinks it's quite romantic, all huddled up and trying to help each other get clean. It'd probably be sexy as hell if they hadn't only just fooled around.]

S'kinda nice, yeah?

[He tips his head forward and gives Bruce a big, wet kiss on the mouth.]

[ Well, it's not graceful but it works, and considering neither of them fall on their asses Bruce considers it a win. Still, he chuckles at Eggsy's laugh, unable and unwilling to look away as he watches him dip his head underneath the spray, that beautiful smile still in place. ]

We should.

[ He leans into that kiss, returning it somewhat sloppily, his hands sliding up Eggsy's front and neck, fingers combing through his hair. ]

Guess I can't get too fat or we won't fit in here anymore.

Nah, we'll just get a bigger shower.

[Eggsy kisses Bruce again, smile going a bit mischievous.]

Or we'll just fool around even more.

[He has more than enough energy to spare for any kind of activities that Bruce might want to engage in. Maybe next time he'll even do all the work instead of going all lazy and boneless and begging Bruce to be the one to get them both off.]

Next time's on me, yeah?

Excellent plan, I... like this bigger shower idea.

[ Or a big fancy tub. Bruce isn't really one for extravagances, but he's getting some pretty great mental images right now that are making him much more willing to splurge.

Bruce slides his fingers down Eggsy's hair, curling around the back of his head, pulling him in for a soft kiss. Then he nods. ]

I'll hold you to that.

[ooc: wanna jump this forward a bit or maybe find a new meme and continue this as a psl?]

Ain't like it'd be a chore or nothin'.

[Eggsy, with Bruce's fingers in his hair and the warmth of his mouth still tingling over his lips, can't think of anything he'd rather do than spend his time wrapped up in Bruce. Sex. Cuddling. All that romantic shit that sounds kinda corny but he'd like to do with the other man anyways.]

We better hurry or we're gonna get all shriveled up.

[He runs his fingers down Bruce's chest, swirling designs into his chest hair.]

((ooc: Either works! ♥ Maybe a new meme so we can continue the psl but start something more fresh? Pick whichever you like and I'll write you a starter!))

[ That's good, because Bruce is all for corny romantic shit. He may not seem like the type, but really, think of the cheesiest romantic gesture and he'd probably do it. Wait until he starts sending Eggsy flowers or taking him out to candlelit dinners. It's only a matter of time, really.

He lets out a soft little whine like he doesn't want to move at all (really, for someone who was going to sleep in and laze around in bed, Bruce has moving around a lot this morning), but eventually nods. ] Right.

[ One last kiss to Eggsy's jaw, then he reaches around him and turns off the water, pulling his hair back and squeezing any excess water out of it before he turns around and steps out of the shower. ]

[I was feeling inspired so I looked for one and wrote us up a starter. ♥♥♥ It's over here.]

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