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Come to my window, sneak into the light

Sexy Sleepover

inspired by a "kink i want to play" comment on rpa:

Bare bones is that some teenage friends have a sleep over where typical sleep over silliness occurs...or, at least, it does until one of the girls decides to sneak her boyfriend/fuckbuddy in. Now, whether things swing more sexy due to the girls egging each other on, having a little naughty fun, or just being horny is negotiable. The guy being grumpy about getting dragged into "girly stuff" until the tides turn or into it from the start depends on your tastes.

The popcorn's buttered to perfection, the horror movies queued up, and salacious stories ready for the telling. That can only mean one thing: sleepover! Whether it's a more casual, unplanned adult version - just crashing at someone's house - or the stereotypical teen romp, you and a friend (and possibly some other folks) are sharing the same living space for the night.

Only it doesn't look like you'll be getting too much sleep tonight, because somehow, someway, things have taken a turn for the...heated. Maybe this was the score all along, and the "sleepover" cover was only a clever ruse, perhaps a playful party game got too handsy, secret feelings bubbled over - or someone not on the guest list got snuck in or gatecrashed!

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Maaaaaybe...? I mean, either she's about to pull a knife on him or kiss him. Or maybe both. Alteans are weird.

[As if humans are any better. Either way. Lance is just happy that he's managed to convince his girlfriend to take a night off from her constant computer fiddling. She's a workaholic, and while that's okay in minor doses, there are too many times where he's had to haul her to bed after finding her passed out over her laptop in the middle of the night.

Besides, he's been wanting a date night with her anyway, and it's not like they can just pop out for a nice dinner somewhere.]

I don't think I'd get this even if I knew Altean.

[Pidge's nose scrunches up as she turns her head, squinting to try to understand what exactly she's looking at.] Well... Alteans maybe have a totally different concept of storytelling than we do.

[After another moment she tilts her head the other way. Obviously a different angle will help. Or something.]

I kind of wanna show Allura and ask what's going on, but what if this is the equivalent of Altean porn and she gets weird about it?

[He tilts his head as well, though the opposite way. As if that'll give a different perspective. Well. It sort of does.]

Why would she just have porn laying around, though? It's not like it took me too long to find this.

[She frowns a little at the screen, brow still furrowed in thought.] Dude, I don't know. We don't really know a lot about Altean social norms.

[And then she lets out a resigned huff and falls back a bit, just enough that she's leaning against Lance while her eyes stay on the screen.] We should probably stop creeping on her movies. Just in case.

We're not creeping! It was seriously just kind of laying around with like...I dunno, those weird documentaries Coran tries to show us sometimes.

[He pulls her a little closer, eyes darting over to her face. Lance can't deny it; she looks...really adorable when her brow is furrowed like that, and leans in to place a little kiss on her forehead.]

[She makes a little noise when she feels his lips on her head, half protest and half acknowledgment, even as she settles in against him. He's warm, and it's nice, and it's enough to make her not care as much about the movie being confusing.]

Maybe she put it there because she figured we wouldn't look through those?

If this is porn, it's really bad porn. They're not even naked. Aliens or not, I'm pretty sure you gotta be naked to do the do.

[Even if she makes that little annoyed sound of hers, he knows that she doesn't mind him being affectionate, as long as she's not deep in her work. And right now? It's just the two of them.]

You don't know. By Altean standards, this- [She outstretches an arm to gesture at the... admittedly extremely boring scene playing out onscreen.] -could be really hot.

[But whatever. If nothing else, they're at least spending time together in peace.]

If this is porn, then right now we're having the kinkiest of kinky sex by Altean standards.

[Scandalous.]

[Pidge snickers.]

That could potentially explain why Allura makes so many faces at you.

Oh, man. Imagine if, like, me flirting is the equivalent of me whipping my dong out or something.

[He laughs.]

[That gets Pidge to burst out laughing as well.]

You've gotta admit, that'd explain a lot. You were way too forward.

I wasn't appreciated!

[A little pout, but he can't help but laugh, wrapping his arms around her tighter.]

You're appreciated enough.

[She grins and gives him a little nudge, her hands slipping down to find his and twine their fingers together.]

I'm never appreciated enough.

[He gives her hand a squeeze, pulling her a little onto his lap.]

[She allows herself to get pulled in, immediately finding the most comfortable position and settling right in against him, head tilted back to rest against his shoulder.]

You're appreciated right now? [And, with just a little bit of teasing-] I mean, you're a really good chair.

Wow. Well, I guess furniture isn't a horrible thing to aspire to be. Are we talking about like...thrift store level or Ikea level?

[He slides his hands up and down her arms a little, chuckling.]

[Pidge grins a bit at the question, eyes closing so she can just enjoy the feel of his hands.]

I'm thinking... thrift store.

[He gives a little protesting whine, but doesn't stop the movement of his hands just yet. They eventually slide down to her waist, fingertips creeping underneath her shirt.]

It better be one of those, like, really fancy hipster antique shop ones, then. Not Goodwill.

[Her grin grows a little, and a hand comes up to tangle back into his hair with a small sigh.]

Mmm. Not Goodwill, but the kind you don't think will have anything good just by looking at it.

But it turns out there's absolute treasure inside, yeah?

[Your answer to this is important, Pidge. You either get nice touches or you get tickles.]

[She smirks a bit and nods, not even realizing the Danger she was almost in.]

Yeah. All the best stuff ends up there.

The absolute best. Highest quality stuff.

[Good. Because he would have tickled her.

Instead, he lets his fingers trail along her abdomen, firmly enough to not be ticklish, moving higher.]

[That would've been Very Rude, too.

She hums softly in agreement, letting out another soft sigh at the feel of his fingers on her skin. Her fingers rake lightly through his hair, gently scritching at his scalp as a show of approval.]

Mmm.. You really know how to make a guy feel good.

[He'd purr if he was a cat. Lance loves when she does to his hair, and it makes him weak and willing to do whatever she asks of him.]

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