So remember those timesat time you fell asleep in Tyler's bed while she was out, Riley? This is payback. On one of the rare times she got out of Torchwood earlier than him, she decided on a whim to drop by his flat, shower, and then collapse in his bed. It's comfy and she was fairly exhausted.
So he shall find a snoozing damp-haired girlfriend smelling of shampoo curled up in his bed. If he investigates further he will find she's stolen his shirt while hers are in the wash, too.
Hi 2, mightjust throw in a little 3 if he feels like it!scots_fuzzNovember 27 2012, 10:49:17 UTC
They left within minutes of each other, really. She only had time to sneak over to his flat, shower and be exhausted enough to fall asleep in his bed because he got sidetracked by one of the lab-coated lab-rats approaching him for reasons on the elevator down. And buying dinner for himself once out of the building.
He's not quite as tired as Tyler because he was put on desk duty for awhile after... things that shall not be mentioned occurred in space, so by the time he gets home he's in a pretty good mood, puts his takeaway bag on the dining table (Which he can stretch to feed two with a few additions once he discovers Tyler in his bed!) and is about to go to his room to change into lounge pants and a t-shirt for the night when he notices the remaining humidity emitting from the bathroom and, oh hi, freshly shampooed girlfriend in his bed, and is that his--awh she's wearing the navy and white-striped buttondown he wore yesterday
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Ahaha awhlone_defenderNovember 27 2012, 11:13:22 UTC
Why are labrat people harassing Riley? Shouldn't they know to leave the poor man alone? Especially in his space-recuperation time?
She may...a little bit...miss him out on the field since they've gotten back. Or, and this is possible too, she's just used to sleeping in his bed since the station. Either way, she took the extra trek and forgot to bring clothes, so. Using one of his cast offs seemed kinder than wrinkling something fresh.
She sighs and stirs a bit at any initial kiss, but she's a bit tired! Not yet woken up!
It was just some mundane thing the lab needed to ask him about, nothing space-stressful. And the little guy was sweet--a bit overenthusiastic, but sweet.
He wouldn't have minded. He's got enough clothes to choose from. It's not like he wears the same things every single day with little variation, or in some kind of OCD monthly or weekly pattern or anything. He'll wear whatever gets pushed to the front of the closet if he likes it enough!
He grins and lets out a low chuckle at her lack of reaction. "Hi Rose," He talks softly enough so he doesn't startle her awake but loud enough so that she can be aware that he's there. Have another kiss, a liiittle bit longer this time, "I've got curry if ye want some."
Oh was it Lee? He's a sweet one. Bit scattered, though.
Is he sure he doesn't have a closet full of the same shirts? Because sometimes when she goes and looks...she might argue that point.
She stirs and hums a bit. She's not that tired, after all. After another moment or two, she leans forward to catch her sneaky assailant with a kiss of her own. See if he gets away with kissing her while she's helpless and asleep!
Is Lee the Welshman? Because Riley didn't think to remember his name, just that he had a particularly Welsh accent.
Erm, he might have one or ...two duplicates? Otherwise there's differences in collars, sleeve lengths, cut, color and fabrics? He doesn't know! The shirt she's wearing is the only one of that pattern!
Och, she's hardly helpless if she can retaliate with her own kisses! He hums with laughter into her kiss and scoots onto the bed, snaking a cold hand at Rose's waist under his shirt. Yep, he's been outside awhile without gloves on!
Is he? All she remembers is that he talks quickly, is a bit nervous despite all his smarts, and is a nicer researcher.
Well it wasn't planned that she'd swipe one of his unique shirts! She just nabbed a comfortable one and curled up in bed. Where it's warm and comfortable.
She's sleeping! That classifies as helpless for both kissing and omgfreezing hands! Have a squeak and a minute amount of flailing! Ultimately she chooses to burrow into the nearest heat source to escape the cold hand.
Possibly? He did talk quickly, he supposes, for a Welshman. Or it could have been on account of the fact that Riley was trying to get out of the building before he got caught on the elevator and Lee needed to get his point across quickly? Eh, the right questions got answered. He's home now.
It's fine if she wants to do that with his shirts, just don't outright ruin them, that's his job. Gentle sleeping-in use is best reserved for girlfriends and when he's dead tired himself and can't bother taking off his buttondowns!
Aw, she's burrowing further into his blankets, isn't she? Her reaction gets a wee giggle from Riley, "Och, was tha' too cold for ye, love? Mebbe I should come in there an' warm up a wee bit more!" So he toes off his shoes and pulls off his trousers, climbs into the bed next to the squirmy sleepyhead and sneaks his other cold hand underneath his girlfriend, ostensibly to warm everything up...
That's what's important! Home, and cold-assaulting his poor, sleepy girlfriend.
She won't ruin his shirts by wear! If she did, she'd buy him more, but she won't! Just nap in them occasionally. Like now.
They're warrrmmm unlike his hand. Also, said sleeping girlfriend peeks out of the top of the blanket to watch him once he says he's climbing in. She'd be happy to snuggle up and share body heat but those hands! Have more squirmy flailing!
Oh good, because he likes the ones he buys, and the ones she buys him for that matter... Except for like, three she got him. And if she wants to nap in any of them, he's fine with that!
Well, he's going to have to change that isn't he? Oh yes, he's climbing in with all his chilly limbs! "Och, ye're so warrm, I'm gonnie havetae snuggle up reeeal close to ye to transfer some'f that heat, aren't I?" He chuckles and hooks a leg over hers as he climbs in, they aren't all that cold, but his feet! Ooh, chilly!! And he wraps himself pretty effectively around her using his arms and slightly less chilled hands as well! And if girlfriend tries to squirm away, he'll glomp her again and give her a snog! Hee!
Wait, so are any of his shirts fair game, or just those three? Is this one of those three? What's wrong with those three? She gets him great shirts!
Of course he is, or it would be uncomfortable. She huffs in response to his question and--indeed! She almost escapes before the glompy snogging! Crafty long-limbed boyfriend, isn't he? Have a squeaky, nibbly snog back! And snuggling.
Yep, any of his shirts are fair game! Even those three! There's nothing wrong with them, they're just not... him. And she does get him great shirts! Those three are just not among the great ones!
He is an bsolutely crafty long-limbed boyfriend! And he'll laugh into and return the snog and snuggle with great enthusiasm!
They're him! Just less frou-frou him than most of his clothes. She likes how they look on him, anyway.
Oh! He laughs at her squirmy failed attempt to flee, does he? There's a word for that, though she can't think of what that word is while she's groggy with sleep. So! Snogging times it is.
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So he shall find a snoozing damp-haired girlfriend smelling of shampoo curled up in his bed. If he investigates further he will find she's stolen his shirt while hers are in the wash, too.
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He's not quite as tired as Tyler because he was put on desk duty for awhile after... things that shall not be mentioned occurred in space, so by the time he gets home he's in a pretty good mood, puts his takeaway bag on the dining table (Which he can stretch to feed two with a few additions once he discovers Tyler in his bed!) and is about to go to his room to change into lounge pants and a t-shirt for the night when he notices the remaining humidity emitting from the bathroom and, oh hi, freshly shampooed girlfriend in his bed, and is that his--awh she's wearing the navy and white-striped buttondown he wore yesterday ( ... )
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She may...a little bit...miss him out on the field since they've gotten back. Or, and this is possible too, she's just used to sleeping in his bed since the station. Either way, she took the extra trek and forgot to bring clothes, so. Using one of his cast offs seemed kinder than wrinkling something fresh.
She sighs and stirs a bit at any initial kiss, but she's a bit tired! Not yet woken up!
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He wouldn't have minded. He's got enough clothes to choose from. It's not like he wears the same things every single day with little variation, or in some kind of OCD monthly or weekly pattern or anything. He'll wear whatever gets pushed to the front of the closet if he likes it enough!
He grins and lets out a low chuckle at her lack of reaction. "Hi Rose," He talks softly enough so he doesn't startle her awake but loud enough so that she can be aware that he's there. Have another kiss, a liiittle bit longer this time, "I've got curry if ye want some."
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Is he sure he doesn't have a closet full of the same shirts? Because sometimes when she goes and looks...she might argue that point.
She stirs and hums a bit. She's not that tired, after all. After another moment or two, she leans forward to catch her sneaky assailant with a kiss of her own. See if he gets away with kissing her while she's helpless and asleep!
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Erm, he might have one or ...two duplicates? Otherwise there's differences in collars, sleeve lengths, cut, color and fabrics? He doesn't know! The shirt she's wearing is the only one of that pattern!
Och, she's hardly helpless if she can retaliate with her own kisses! He hums with laughter into her kiss and scoots onto the bed, snaking a cold hand at Rose's waist under his shirt. Yep, he's been outside awhile without gloves on!
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Well it wasn't planned that she'd swipe one of his unique shirts! She just nabbed a comfortable one and curled up in bed. Where it's warm and comfortable.
She's sleeping! That classifies as helpless for both kissing and omgfreezing hands! Have a squeak and a minute amount of flailing! Ultimately she chooses to burrow into the nearest heat source to escape the cold hand.
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It's fine if she wants to do that with his shirts, just don't outright ruin them, that's his job. Gentle sleeping-in use is best reserved for girlfriends and when he's dead tired himself and can't bother taking off his buttondowns!
Aw, she's burrowing further into his blankets, isn't she? Her reaction gets a wee giggle from Riley, "Och, was tha' too cold for ye, love? Mebbe I should come in there an' warm up a wee bit more!" So he toes off his shoes and pulls off his trousers, climbs into the bed next to the squirmy sleepyhead and sneaks his other cold hand underneath his girlfriend, ostensibly to warm everything up...
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She won't ruin his shirts by wear! If she did, she'd buy him more, but she won't! Just nap in them occasionally. Like now.
They're warrrmmm unlike his hand. Also, said sleeping girlfriend peeks out of the top of the blanket to watch him once he says he's climbing in. She'd be happy to snuggle up and share body heat but those hands! Have more squirmy flailing!
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Oh good, because he likes the ones he buys, and the ones she buys him for that matter... Except for like, three she got him. And if she wants to nap in any of them, he's fine with that!
Well, he's going to have to change that isn't he? Oh yes, he's climbing in with all his chilly limbs! "Och, ye're so warrm, I'm gonnie havetae snuggle up reeeal close to ye to transfer some'f that heat, aren't I?" He chuckles and hooks a leg over hers as he climbs in, they aren't all that cold, but his feet! Ooh, chilly!! And he wraps himself pretty effectively around her using his arms and slightly less chilled hands as well! And if girlfriend tries to squirm away, he'll glomp her again and give her a snog! Hee!
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Of course he is, or it would be uncomfortable. She huffs in response to his question and--indeed! She almost escapes before the glompy snogging! Crafty long-limbed boyfriend, isn't he? Have a squeaky, nibbly snog back! And snuggling.
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He is an bsolutely crafty long-limbed boyfriend! And he'll laugh into and return the snog and snuggle with great enthusiasm!
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Oh! He laughs at her squirmy failed attempt to flee, does he? There's a word for that, though she can't think of what that word is while she's groggy with sleep. So! Snogging times it is.
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