SAGE: 

Sage is a very busy woman, and because of that she doesn’t get a lot of opportunities to cuddle. 

When she does though, she’s very affectionate. 

She’s usually naturally cold, so she likes to snuggle up to you with a blanket or something

When spooning, she likes to be the little spoon, but is willing to try and be the big spoon too. 

Really likes sitting in your lap and having you wrap your arms around her waist. Perfect place for her to cover your face is kisses which leaves both of you a giggling mess. 

SKYE:

Skye loves cuddling. 

She always makes sure you know how much she cares about you by making sure you feel safe in her arms. 

She’s a big fan of the honeymoon hug position so she can hold you and be close to you. 

Doesn’t initiate the cuddling too often, but will always offer if she notices you feeling down. 

Not really cuddling, but I am a firm believer that Skye gives the absolute best hugs. 

JETT: 

Jett claims she doesn’t like cuddling. This is a complete lie. She just doesn’t want to look soft. 

The moment the two of you are alone, her head is in your lap as you play with her hair, or she’s wrapping her arms around you from behind as she rests her chin on your shoulder. 

She moves a lot in her sleep, so if the two of you are cuddling while you sleep, it’s likely just one of her arms draped over you or your legs intertwined. 

She doesn’t cuddle a whole lot unless the two of you are trying to sleep, so during the day it’s mostly just long hugs or leaning against you. 

REYNA: 

Despite her intimidating demeanor, she loves holding you in her arms. 

She’s always warm, so she makes a wonderful cuddling partner if you’re cold. 

Really fond of cuddling positions like the sweetheart’s cradle and the half-spoon. She’s always the big spoon though, but she finds it funny when you attempt to try and be the big spoon instead. 

JETT 

For most of the day, Jett has had her arm around your waist, hand affectionately resting on your hip. 

She’s usually a bit of a touchy person, but today you notice just how much she seems to want to keep her hands on you. 

You don’t mind, in fact, you find it a little amusing. 

You finally stop somewhere to grab drinks, and as she stands beside you, hand snug on your hip, she leans over and whispers something to you. 

“Why did you have to wear the sexy skirt out?” She doesn’t sound upset about it at all, moreso impatient. You laugh. 

“You didn’t seem to have a problem with it this morning.” 

“Yeah, that was when I didn’t know you would be torturing me by making me wait all day to take it off of you.” She mumbles into your neck with a groan. You laugh, but you feel the warmth in your face at her words. 

“We’ll be home soon,” you promise her and she groans impatiently. She’s never been a very patient person and it’s evident in the way her hand on her hip tightens just a little at your words. “I promise it will be worth the wait,” you whisper as the two of you are walking out of the store, just to see the way her face reddens. 

Taking public transport home gives her the chance to be as close to you as possible given the end of the day rush. You can see how fidgety she is and how much it's killing her to be this close to you and have to wait. But she does, and you think about how you’ll reward her later. 

Once you get home, you barely have enough time to put down a few bags from shopping in the kitchen before her hands are on you again. She presses herself against your back, hands reaching down to your thighs. 

“Jett, give me a minute to put some things away,” you laugh. 

“That can wait, I’ve been waiting all day,” she whines, and your laughs quickly dissolve into quick gasps as she kisses and sucks at the side of your neck. 

“You’re insatiable,” you say with a smile, and you feel her grin against your neck. 

“You promised,” she says, hands slowly pulling the fabric of the skirt up and you blush. “Please,” she pleads quietly. You know that you could say no and her hands would be off you in a moment, but you also know that you want this just as much as she does. 

You turn to face her with a smile and kiss her. She kisses back, desperate and hungry and it leaves you breathless. 

“Alright,” you relent when the two of you part. 

She’s picking you up the moment the words leave your mouth and carrying you to the bedroom, hands strong under your thighs. 

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SKYE

Skye was already out in the garden by the time you woke up. She had woken you up earlier to tell you as much, given you a kiss good morning and then headed out to get to work. 

You start your morning routine, of showering, cleaning up, and getting dressed. 

It’s warm outside, and you plan on going out there to help Skye, so you decide to put on one of the shorter skirts that you owned. You tended not to wear it too often, given the fact that if you bent down too far it left little to the imagination, but you weren’t going out anywhere so it was fine to wear around the house. 

Once you’re dressed, you head downstairs and grab something quick for breakfast. After that, you get another water bottle filled for Skye, because you’re sure she’s probably already finished the one she likely took out there earlier. 

You find her finishing up burying something, her hair tied back in the usual braid and bandana. She looks up at you as you walk over and smiles, but you don’t miss the way her eyes dip down to look at your exposed thighs. 

“Look at you,” she says appreciatively as she takes the water bottle you offer her and pulls off the gloves she was wearing. “Don’t you look lovely. What’s the occasion?” 

“Just nice out and wanted to help.” 

She stands up and gestures towards one of the lifted garden beds and a collection of small seedlings that need to still be planted. “You can deal with those ones. After all, don’t wanna have you dirty such a nice skirt by kneeling in the dirt.” 

You walk over to the garden bed and put on your own pair of gloves that Skye had gifted you a while ago and get to work. It’s fairly easy and you have most of it done in no time. 

But each time you bend down to grab something, you linger just a little bit longer than you have to, hoping that Skye will happen to look over. 

She does. She sees you nearly each time, because she found it hard to look away the first time. Once you’re mostly finished, she gets up, leaving her gloves on a nearby table. 

You feel her press close behind you, hands resting on your hips. 

“You’re such a tease, you know that?” Her voice is low beside your ear and it sends a shiver down your spine. 

“So you were watching,” you smile. She presses a kiss between your neck and your shoulder. 

“You know full-well I was watchin’ you. Showin’ off just for me,” she says, placing more kisses along your neck. You gasp as she suddenly nips at the skin. 

“Kirra…” You breathe out, very aware of the hand that reaches under your shirt and brushes against the sensitive skin above the waistline of your skirt. 

“I think I could use a shower. Care to join me?” You know exactly what she’s implying and you blush as she continues to cover your neck in what will soon be deep purple marks. 

“I think that would be a wonderful idea.”