Skipping past the naughty bits...

[thatlibbychick]

Who: Libby and Barney.
Where: Libby's room.
When: After a one-night stand.
Warnings: Allusions to sex.

Comments

[supersuitup]

Well, sex was sex, and it'd been waaaay too long since he'd had any on the Barge. So, even though Libby was totally too old for him and apparently just using him 'cause she didn't have a battery operated friend, Barney was only too happy to help her relieve her... tension.

And now that it was over, he was waiting for her to get out of bed already so he could throw on his clothes and escape, but nooo, she was doing that awkward silence thing and just... laying there. It was just like Robin all over again, minus the fact that Robin was, well, Robin, and try as he might to close his eyes and fantasize, Libby was nooo Robin.

"So, uh." He coughed. "This is the part where you go take a shower and I make my clandestine escape."

[thatlibbychick]

"You don't have to make an escape," she scoffed. Thankful that he'd said something amusing (to her, anyway) to break the awkward silence, she smiled. "I told you, I'm not going to try to lure you into a relationship or 'tame' you. But we're friends, aren't we? I'm not going to cuddle you or anything like that, but can't we just talk for a while? As friends?"

It hadn't been making love, but she didn't want a fuck 'n' run. This wasn't supposed to be awkward. She'd needed a friend, she needed human contact, and he'd come through for her. She didn't want him to leave thinking she was the type to just use him and throw him away.

She felt bad about her reasons for asking him to bed her, and felt as if she needed to say something jokey to lighten the mood. "You're pretty good," she said, grinning, and she nudged him teasingly. "You need to eat a sandwich or two, but you're good."

[supersuitup]

"Nuh uh," Barney said, sitting up and shaking his head. "Noooo way. I'll do just about anything to a girl in bed-- anything-- but there are two things I do not do. One: cuddle, spoon, or 'snuggle'-- except as foreplay-- and two: TALK. Unless it's of the 'dirty' variety-- what up?"

Unfortunately, it looked like she was insistent on the whole 'talking' thing. See, this was why he never liked banging shrinks. They always wanted to talk. "Yeah, thanks for the lukewarm compliment."

[thatlibbychick]

She pursed her lips. Well, this was frustrating. "It was a joke, Barney, not a backhanded compliment--I'm trying to lighten the mood. I'm very grateful to you for helping me like this. You're a good friend." She paused. Had he heard her little mid-coital slip-up, or not?

"I think I might have called you 'Hugo' at one point, and if I did, I'm very sorry."