[RL WITH SULU][backdated to the 15th]

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto tried to roll over, but noticed two things. One, that there was someone in the space where he was trying to roll over, and two, that that someone was pretty much sprawled over-top of him. Oh. And that that someone was female. As was he, apparently. Still. He lay his head back down on the pillow with a sigh. Well. It could have been worse, he

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[takeitoutofpark]

Sulu wasn't so easily woken up. Even with Ianto rolling over, he remained passed out; it'd been a little awkward falling asleep next to Ianto, wrapping an arm around him and not feeling the body he was necessarily used to, but. Ianto was himself no matter what gender he was, and Sulu was hardly unused to the woman's body he was sporting himself, so it became a non-issue pretty quickly.

Besides, Ianto was a damned good pillow as a woman.

Even though he was still pretty well asleep, he did move with Ianto as he shifted in bed, groaning a little before securing himself more firmly to the other. His hair had slipped partially out of the messy bun he'd adopted as an all-hours style, and some of it now lay tangled over his face.

[twcoffeechick]

Ianto sighed again, tilting his head slightly to look at Sulu, whose head was pillowed half on his shoulder, half on his chest. He looked...well. He did look pretty comfortable lying the way he was. And attractive, with his hair in his eyes, falling out of the messy bun that it was in. Without really thinking about it, Ianto reached out a hand and brushed Sulu's hair out of his face, so that he could get a better view of the person in bed with him there. It was weird, that both of them were women and yet Ianto was still attracted to Sulu. Well, he'd been attracted to him as a woman before, but. The fact that he was a woman and still attracted was weird, wasn't it

[takeitoutofpark]

Mumbling incoherently as Ianto's hand ran over his hair, Sulu twisted his head to bury it against Ianto's neck, still very much asleep but beginning to feel the distant call of wakefulness. And he absolutely, sincerely did not want to get up at the moment. He was comfortable - even if there was hair tickling his face and neck a little - and he was warm, and he remembered that he didn't have any pressing requirements for the day. That just made it harder to move, much less drag himself up to being awake.

He could feel someone watching him, and as he slowly came to a more aware state, he knew it was Ianto - and that they were both in women's bodies, and that the other was probably finding it really kind of awkward, even after a few days like this. He'd tell Ianto not to worry when he woke up, but until then, he'd just have to deal with it.

[twcoffeechick]

Ianto didn't really have any reason to wake the other up, other than the fact that he was awake and he really wasn't going to be going back to sleep again. He recognized that Sulu was waking up himself, at least somewhat, with the mumbling and the moving closer to him. He debated with himself whether to speak up and say something, idly stroking Sulu's hair as he did so, before speaking up.

"Good morning," he said softly, surprising himself slightly with the sound of his voice being different than the voice he was used to, but not too much. It was day three of being female, after all. He was sort of used to it by that point. Sort of. "You awake?" he asked. Which he realized was a stupid question to ask, because if he got an answer of course Sulu was awake, but Ianto was just waking up himself, and he wasn't too quick first thing in the morning.