littlewren (littlewren) wrote in devils_past, @ 2009-06-09 23:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | *week 13, black cat, wren |
Week thirteen past post
Who: Wren and Blackcat
When: The morning after the St Pattys day party
Where: Wrens room at the back of the house
What: Post coital awkward
When Wren awoke it took her point five seconds to realise something was different than it had been yesterday morning. For one, she was naked...she hadn't slept nude since one of the kids had stumbled in on her rising from her bed in nothing but a baggy pair of boxers that she was pretty sure were Greys, and secondly she could hear the breathing of someone who wasn't her...a very warm someone who still had their arm slung over her middle. Closing her eyes tightly she wiped the makeup from them and opened them to look to her side...at least she knew the man that slept beside her was Cat and she did remember bringing him back to hers, and luckily for her she remembered all of the events that took place once they'd fallen to the bed...he wasn't bad at all.
Once they had gotten back to the farm she'd made him be very quiet and sneak past the kids rooms, she'd tripped over a stack of books in her room, apologised for having so much shit in the way and then had promptly stopped when he'd started kissing and roaming all over her. The thought put a smile on her face despite the fact that she knew she would have to try and nicely kick him out before it got too late and he'd have to do the walk of shame...gossip was just one of the things this tribe was good at.
Still looking down at him she carefully removed his hand from her belly and carefully sat up, the covers fell from her telling her that despite the warmth of her bed it was not so warm outside and she quickly leant over, as quietly as she could, and rummaged through an array of abadoned clothing to find her night shirt...a nice see through white shirt that she knew wasn't hers originally...where was all her clothing?