PSLs/Open Post (non-game)

[takingkarabusiness]

[ this is for non-game PSLs and threads! It's really that simple. Rip off your favorite meme or have me write something up. WHATEVS ]

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[takingkarabusiness]

I'm glad someone appreciates it. Alex would always get on my case when we had to share a bed because I run pretty warm.

Wake me up if I snore though, okay?

[nostraightlines]

Space gets pretty cold, I'm not about to complain.

[ He thinks she's a perfectly comfortable temperature... but the only person whose been in his bed since Celeste left is Sascha and he's room temperature at best. ]

Sure. Do you want to roll over? Dibs on big spoon.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she rolls over so they can spoon properly, which suits her because she's kind of wondering what her life is right now. she's not complaining. maybe she's dreaming? yeah, that's what this is. definitely a dream. facing away from him and the fact that it's dark are her saviors right now, so he can't see her flush ]

Let me know if you're comfortable.

[nostraightlines]

[ He scoots in behind her properly, arm still around her waist. ]

I'm comfortable.

[ Rolling has her hair falling away from her neck and it's the most natural thing in the world for Ramse to tilt his head up and kiss there, before his sleepy brain remembers that this is Kara and not Celeste and he doesn't have permission for that kind of thing. Whoops. Maybe she won't... notice... ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ apparently you are comfortable. she notices ]

José?

[nostraightlines]

...sorry. Habit.

[ He holds very still, hoping she'll relax again. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ well, her heart feels like it's gonna jump out of her chest, and he's pretty close to her so it's plausible he'd notice ]

Oh...

[ she tries to relax, but mostly that manifests in some fidgeting. silence hangs, but eventually she chooses to finish her ellipses ]

...I wouldn't mind? I mean. If it was something besides habit.

[nostraightlines]

...really?

[ Ramse pushes himself up on the arm between them to see if she turns her head. Because if there's anyone around he'd want to make it not-habit with, it would be Kara, but. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she rolls on her back again, and ticks points off on her fingers ]

Okay, one, I didn't kick you out when you showed up in my bed in the middle of the night. Two, after finding you in my bed in the middle of the night, I didn't kick you out and chose to spoon instead.

I'm 90% sure this is some sort of dream, which, seriously subconscious, that's just rude. Because despite how weird all of this is, I can't say I don't want you to be here.

[nostraightlines]

[ Well then. Ramse blinks, trying to mesh those points with the friend!Kara he's so determinately created in his head. You usually don't want someone in your bed unless... yeah. Now he's wondering if he missed signs because of that determination to stay friendly.

Okay, Kara, don't kick him through the wall. Because he's going to kiss you now. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ well... good. because she would have been disappointed if he didn't. she puts her hands on his face to savor the kiss ]

[nostraightlines]

[ It's probably no surprise that he starts out chaste, reaching up to brush his fingers along her jaw as he deepens it slowly, a brush of tongue over her bottom lip preceeding a very well mannered slip into her mouth. His movements are certain but gentle, coaxing responses from her. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she rises to meet him more, one arm moving to steady herself, and moving the other to rest lightly on his neck. she certainly doesn't want to rush the moment (and isn't entirely convinced it isn't a dream still) so the impression is much more one of exploration than urgency ]

[nostraightlines]

[ He knows this isn't a dream -- his dreams are never so nice. But he's content with exploration, with taking things slow and careful. It's as he would with anyone new but especially Kara. She matters too much to rush it so he lets her set the pace, his hand warm and strong as it slides back to help her hold up her head. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she's happy to kiss for awhile, but not being back to full strength here, she probably needs and wants to take a moment to breathe. when she pulls back, she's flushed and she can't stop herself from grinning a bit ]

Hi.

[nostraightlines]

Hey there. You okay?

[ Ramse reclaims his hand to trace over her bottom lip, damp and swollen from kissing. He admires the color in her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes and thinks that he's stupidly lucky that he wound up here, that they're doing this. Maybe he should send Atroma a fruit basket. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she bites her lip, still smiling, and nods. she looks down his body and runs her hands along his ribs ]

I'm pretty good. How are you?

[nostraightlines]

[ That elicits a little shudder; it's been awhile since he's been touched like that, since someone's looked at him that way. He slides down on the arm he was propping himself up with, resting his head on that hand. ]

Also good. [ Kinda wondering where this is going, or where it should go. Since first kisses when you're already in bed together don't usually happen... and he took it insanely slow with the last woman he was with. But definitely good. ] Just thinking that I'm really lucky.

[takingkarabusiness]

Yeah, what is that about? I'm not complaining... but guys you're crushing on don't usually show up in your bed.

[nostraightlines]

I guess Atroma thought we needed a push. I'm not complaining either.

...I wouldn't have guessed, you know.

[takingkarabusiness]

Really? I guess I'm smoother than I thought.

[nostraightlines]

Like glass. Or I'm just really out of touch with these things. Could be either.

[takingkarabusiness]

I take it you don't mind?

[nostraightlines]

Kara. Does it seem like I mind? It's a good thing, right?

[takingkarabusiness]

Yes. Yes it is.

[ STILL PRETTY SURE A BLACK MERCY HALLUCINATION BUT W/E more kissing now ]