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who ; Carter, Kat, ?
what ; l-lol morning after
where ; Spartan base!
when ; Morning after Space Prom
warning(s) ; uh okay maybe a rating of pg-13 coz kat's getting handsy and carter's not exactly telling her no.
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what ; l-lol morning after
where ; Spartan base!
when ; Morning after Space Prom
warning(s) ; uh okay maybe a rating of pg-13 coz kat's getting handsy and carter's not exactly telling her no.
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Carter slips back into his room, sets the glass off to the side and very, very carefully crawls back onto his side of the bed, lifting the covers up and slides under them, pressing tight against Kat's back with a quiet yawn, not taking long to sleep at all ]
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She pulls her legs away from Carter's as much as she can manage, since fuck that, feet are cold. ]
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He doesn't move away, though; instead he jerks the sheets over and uses them as a buffer, rather than getting up for another pair of socks.
Carter tucks his face into the pillow, and for a moment, he realizes he has no idea what it is he is supposed to do with his arm.
There's a brief moment of hangover-induced confusion that says, easily enough, just drape an arm around her. The other part of him, the part that has been so good about doing a whole lot of nothing, insists that he's pushing things enough, with sleeping here with her after what happened last night. --then again he's not really sure exactly what happened, past the kissing and walking her home, getting her onto her bed, only to find she'd made her way to his.
Carter sighs, trying to think less; it hurt too much to right now. His arm stays where it is for the moment-at his side.
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She grunts, softly, reaching back to blindly reach for his arm, hand sliding over it until she closes around his wrist and pulls it over her side. ]
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Carter shifts a little and his face buries into Kat's hair, almost at the nape of his neck and each inhale-exhale skims over that spot, lightly. ]
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She rolls, eventually, so that she was facing Carter's chest instead of away from it, and tucks her head against his neck, under his chin. ]
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awlfkamklfma.
Carter catches her fingers with his, lips quirking up faintly, because as much as it's a bad idea, that doesn't stop it from feeling really, really good. He untangles the sheets a little so when she rolls, she can settle in, and he reaches down to readjust the sheets, hand smoothing over what's likely her thigh. ]
Good morning.
[ AWKWARD MORNING AFTER GREETING..... ]
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[ It's mumbled against his neck, since she's content pressed up against his chest right now, arm curled around him. ]
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[ sl-sliding an arm around her waist, smoothing it over her back lightly ]
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[ Scratchy voice and everything. She keeps her eyes closed since she feels like a bag of soggy dicks. ]
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[ Ohhhh baby. :c Carter smooths one large hand up and down her back, not caring right then if he was touching bare skin or if it wasn't really appropriate. He could tell she didn't feel good- hell, she didn't even sound good, and they were already in bed. ]
If you want tea, I could get that while I'm up.
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[ She shifts against him first, lips lightly pressed to his neck but not kissing. Kat presses close a thigh brushing against his crotch just a little firm enough that it might not have been an accident. ]
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[ Carter shudders, the motion obvious with how close she is pressed against him, and his hand goes tight on her waist, for just a moment.
He closes his eyes, forces himself to keep from doing anything stupid, and starts to peel himself away, refusing to make any sort of noise at the slow press of her leg between his legs as he slides back, the bed creaking noisily. ]
Mint?
[ he was actually kind hoping you'd say no LMFAO he's like 8(? I have to go back to the kitchen where people will harass me? ]
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Mint.
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Carter headed for the kitchen again, relieved to find it empty, and quickly reheated the kettle's water, pouring a large cup of tea for her, and then as an afterthought, one for himself, bringing them back not much later. He doesn't turn on any lights in his room-- his head is still throbbing, and he's sure Kat doesn't feel any better.
The door closes with a solid click, and he drags the table over to beside the bed, setting the cups down, nudging Kat. ]
If you're going to sleep there, you'll need to move over so I can get in the bed too.
[ lol two spartans, one bed. Scandal ]
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She shifts, crawling across the bed, and circles her arms around Carter's waist, nudging his shirt up with a cheek and smooches his belly. ]
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