Your Bed

by Sense of Humor

First published

You don't remember it having more people than just you in it.

This is actually a pretty decent Friday morning, and not because of the lack of school for the day. It's easy to notice the magnificent details of your morning; the drizzling grey of the sky that made you sleepy all over again, the mattress you're lying on that you swear is made of clouds, the fluffy blankets causing your enviroment to be comfortably warm and the simple fact that you don't have anything to do for the whole day.

Wait.

Who's leg is draped over your side?

(Random idea I had for a long time...that didn't sound right. Rated Teen for brief memories of bed-wrestling. *wink wink*)

A sight you won't be unseeing anytime soon.

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Your senses awakened even before you did, allowing you to start feeling things from your exact spot. The first thought to come to your mind was the fact that the bed was so incredibly warm and comfy for some reason, but like most of your first thoughts you quickly forget in the sea of other things you sense. The way your body is slanted gives the plush feeling of your mattress on one side of your body; one side for half of your drowsy body to sink into. You swear the bed's made out of pure clouds and feathers or whatever else is this soft.

Then your eyes open up to see the part of the room facing you, illuminated by the morning light glowing through the clouds. Thanks to the giant collection of clouds in the sky, the illumination was bright grey and silver within your room. The glass sparkled a bit with tiny rain droplets and added to the sea of gray outside, becoming a gloomy glow that turned even the brightest of colors. The sounds of birds in the distance somehow muffled out everything else you could hear, as if the heavenly chirps were hypnotic in some way.

You sighed through your nose when you registered this drowsy atmosphere, and considered falling asleep again under such perfect conditions. After all, it wouldn't be so bad to do a little over sleeping on a free day like this, right? You weren't expecting any calls from your friends or girlfriend, there was no work to be done right away and your body so unnaturally great for some reason. Yeah...Maybe another snooze might be nice.

With that thought your eyes slowly begin to drift together again, blinding the grey habitat from your vision with infinite blackness. The thoughts you once semi-coherently formed were now turning into mush and dreams again, and yours breaths became drawn out once more. Only, you were beginning to find your position in bed boring. So you naturally shifted your arm backwards as an introduction into turning over.

Your elbow was halted by something so gently that you wouldn't have noticed it of it were even lighter. In your semi-conscious state, you nudged the object a little harder but didn't feel that it was any part of your body. Puzzled, your hand reached forward and poked the object with a single finger to figure out what it was. A few seconds of poking revealed that it was a knee; your consciousness slowly returned to you.

You felt a smooth, supple thigh further up the knee and a small fout that twitched with the slightest touch. By this point you were able to fully think again, but the only thing you could question was why someone else's leg was draped over your side. You only got to ponder on this for a few more seconds before another question blared in your fully-awake skull...What happened to your underwear?

Yep, the sensitivity down south didn't lie; you were fully nude in your bed and a leg was lazily draped over your side. The eyelids once halfway over your eyeballs had practically disappeared now, and your mouth cringed into a thin line. You slowly but surely twisted your head on around on your neck upon realizing that you weren't the only inhabiting the bed, eyes reluctantly scanning.

You didn't scream that loud, but it was sort of a short bark of surprise.

"Mmmmmmm..." An all too familiar voice purred tiredly, with a hint of whining. "Not so looooud..."

It's impossible to stop the quieter squeal that escapes you limps jaws. This somehow travels all the way to Sunset Shimmer's ears and causes her to wrinkle her nose adorably in annoyance, before her eyes flutter open. You can only watch as her eyes settle on you in confusion, then widen with a huge blush and finally disappear altogether. Mostly because she's lept from the bed and taken those fluffy covers with her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIE!!! " Sunset screeches at full volume, impressively damaging your eardrums from two feet away. She clutches the blanket over her naked torso, her eyes bulging so much that someone would've taken her for a cartoon. Her scream dies just in time for her look a centimeter down from you and blush deeper.

After you shrieked yourself, you snatched up your giant pillow and held in front of yourself like Captain America, only under more urgent circumstances. Your eyes narrow ever so slightly. "Quit looking!"

"I WASN'T LOOKING! "She protested immediately and pointed a finger at you threateningly. "You were looking!"

"NO YOU WERE!"

"How did...? Did we...?" Sunset began to ask but trailed off into a nervous bite of her lip. You knew what she was about to ask and why she stopped; what other reason would two people in birthday suits have for being in the same bed? "Ooooh my gosh we did. We actually..."

You shook your head softly, but you weren't sure if it was disbelief or something else. "When did this happen?" Was the first response to her statement. "I don't even remember much from last night to begin with, let alone....us!"

"Really? You can't remember anything? Anything at all?!"

Not liking her tone in the slightest, you rolled your eyes and began with: "Nothing prior to this, no! If you're talking about during, then I might remember you thrusting your hips on--"

Sunset held both her hands up swiftly, only to yank the blankets back up to her chest again. "Okay! I get it! But I'm pretty sure it was you who started it!"

"Me?!" Your voice nearly broke. "It was NOT me! And even if it was, you still went along with it!"

She groaned over dramatically and dragged you into a bit of silence. Honestly, you weren't sure what to think of sleeping with her was like, and you had a feeling you shouldnt comment on it aloud. You might continue your memory of the recent night, and talked about what she'd been bouncing on for a while. Yep. Best not to say a word.

You looked back up when your red-yellowhead girlfriend cleared her throat nervously. "Uh...S-Sorry for yelling at you."


"Uh..." One of your hands incredulously gestured to the pillow in front of you. "Under the circumstances, I was kinda yelling too? Apology accepted anyways...Just please don't hug me right now."

She did a good job of keeping her lips straight, but you knew she snickered for two miliseconds. That was good; at least someone might crack a smile after this morning. "Yeah, well...I'm not really sure what to do right now? Like, seriously. Any plans I might have for the day are changed by...this."

"...maybe we should put on our clothes first?"

"Ahem. Right, Right." You both stared at a pile of clothing in the corner of the room; jackets, purple shirts and a bra. Sunset narrowed her eyes at you softly. "Well? Close your eyes."

"What? Why? I've already seen you na...Okay, Okay!" You cringed under her glare and covered your eyes with an arm. You heard the sound of a blanket ruffling softly, then clothes being straightened out. When she coughed awkwardly, you opened your eyes to see sunset standing there more casually in her clothes. "Okay now you close your eyes and turn around."

You had a feeling that walking past Victoria's Secret or Dick's sporting goods would never be the same.