And a Good Book
Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Remmy: *wiggles booty to get comfy - pushes at Allison* Scoot over. You’re hogging the sheets.
Allison: *grabs the big fuzzy blanket* Keep the sheets. I got the blankey. *sticks out tongue then grins at Lee*
Remmy: *points* See? This is what I’ve had to put up with. *climbs into the middle* these sheets are silk - had to pull out the sexy stuff for this special occasions don’tcha know
Allison: And any occasion with Lee is extra special. *giggles like a school girl*
*blushes* Why thank you! What are you wearing?
Allison: A t-shirt I stole from some fine smelling man and my fuzzy zebra pants.
Remmy: Um...soooo…..I was supposed to wear clothes for this….wow...Awkward.
Allison: *Blinks and hands Remmy a spare blanket*
Remmy: *poses on bed* You’re no fun *covers*
Well, its more fun if we're either all dressed, or all undressed. Allison? I defer to you. No? Well, okay then. *keeps pants on and kicks off slippers* Er...Remmy, you can just make yourself as comfy as possible. Need help? I have a bathrobe? No? It's all good then. What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Allison: And Pineapple
Both go excellently with tequila! Which I brought along. Fortunate choice. *pours tequila over fruit* If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Allison: I wouldn’t do that. This is Remmy’s room. *shakes head* It could be dangerous in there.
Remmy: What?? I don’t have anything….*shifty eyes* Wait a minute...
Allison: *Snickers and looks at Lee* Open it if you dare.
Remmy: *pulls sheets over head* you’ll be soorrrr-reee!
*stares* You realize you just about made that irresistible? *pulls drawer open* *eyes widen* Oh my. *blinks* I've never seen one of those before. And in that size, too. *slams drawer* Back on task. You can uncover your head now Remmy. Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Allison: I’m abusive in my sleep. I’ll steal all the covers and fight my way out.
Remmy: *sticks head out* Yes. That’s why I sleep in my own bed. Sharing with her is hazardous to my health but I’m a burrito!
It's okay. I brought my own. Got to be prepared, because you never know when you stumble across someone with a blanket fetish. Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Remmy: Um...okay. But only cause you love me *beams proudly*
Allison: If I can stick my cold feet under your booty.
Um. Not sure how comfy that would be, sitting on your cold feet. Maybe Remmy has some wool socks he can lend us. What are we reading?
Dance for Me, by us, released from MLR Press, March 21st, 2014
Taking a breath, Augusto rose. “We should stop for today. My muscles are complaining anyway.”
“Not yet,” Alex said, lifting himself up from the chair. He held on to Augusto’s arm and for some stupid reason, Augusto didn’t bother pulling away. They were nose to nose, staring down at each other’s lips. “Complaining muscles are a good thing. Besides, I have more to teach you,” Alex whispered. “Much more.”
Everything in Augusto told him to pull away. His brain reminded him he hated this guy. But something kept him there, watching the way Alexander’s pink tongue flowed over his lips then disappeared into his mouth. His breath was hot against Augusto’s face, sending a slight shiver down Augusto’s spine. “Yeah, but I’ll be late for my next class.”
“First impressions, Alexander.”
“I’ll get you out of it.”
“I can’t,” Augusto replied, but he tilted his head like he would to fit their lips perfectly together. “I should go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” But he didn’t move.
“Just kiss me already,” Alex said breathlessly, tilting his head in the opposite direction.
An audible intake of breath echoed through the room as Augusto smirked and eased in slightly. He ensured his breath played over Alexander’s flesh. His lips, a mere pucker away from his teacher. “That would make your day, Alexander. I guarantee it. But I ain’t easy.” Augusto took a step back then left the room, feeling as if he was walking on air. He wasn’t sure what—but something had happened in that room, something he couldn’t allow to happen ever again.
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