#the fluffle

Poly-Week Day 1: Sleep

Squished together like a toasty s'mores ♥ this is probably the expectation, when the reality is that Theo probably sprawls his arms over everyone, Ris' hair gets caught in their mouths, and Qara rolls around while tucked in like a ball.

No matter what, Ris wouldn't have it any other way!

It was raining hard.

Harder than before. Enough that he ended up having them take the walkway from the garage to the wrong half of his building just to avoid the rainfall. They shivered and moved through the lobby to the other side, taking the elevator.

Those brown eyes of hers were focused on him as they rode up to his floor.

His hands were almost shaking as bad as his body was as they stood in silence.

The elevator binged.

He had his hand in her hair. He had her body slammed up against the wall.

Each moan she gave sounded like she was in surround sound. He could feel her hands pulling her face closer, her chest close but they were covered in mud.

“Shower,” she breathed.

Oh, he knew what she meant.

He was getting there.

They spilled their clothes across his living room, throwing the door to his room open the rest of the way. He had her exposed to him and ripe for the taking by the time they made it to the shower.

The jets blasted at them.

He hardly paid attention to them as he claimed her lips again.

She was best right here, her cheeks wiped clean of the filth a moment before he was starting to trail kisses to her ear.

Her hands were grabbing the soap and a washcloth, using both for all of a half minute before she was up and pressed against the stone tiles behind her.

They paid no mind to anything else. He had his hands running over her.

“You’re very talented,” she breathed, “for a guy that gets off calling people.”

He laughed, almost punishing as he pinched her chest. “I bet that you thought about it, didn’t you?”

She hummed, leaning into his attentions.

“I bet there were nights that you could only sleep because you had my voice echoing in your head. I bet I was the first thing on your mind all this time, the only thing that helped with those stressful days.”

She gave another moan.

That wasn’t what he wanted though.

“Tell me,” he murmured, “how many times did you think about us like this?”

She just smirked at him.

Her back was best against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he lost himself in the moment. He’d get his answer. He’d find what he was looking for. His hands were holding hers, keeping them over her head. His face was pressed close, body thrusting for them both to enjoy.

The best part was he could close his eyes and hear her voice ringing in his ears.

He could open his eyes and watch those dark tresses just before his face. Her pale frame standing out against the dark stone of his shower.

Her climax was loud, wild. He could feel her nails like claws up his back.

He let himself go, enjoying the warmth of her body too much to pull out.

They buried themselves in his bed, her body fitting like a missing puzzle piece against his side. Her face pressed close to his, their noses touching as she snuck fleeting kiss after kiss to his lips. He closed his eyes once more though, listening to her.

“I can’t believe you jumped in the water to rescue a child.”

“She had fallen into an exhibit.”

“You didn’t even think about it. You just swan dived over the railing and rescued her.”

He made a soft sound, earning more of those fleeting affections.

It was during those kisses that he must have drifted off to sleep. When his eyes opened, he could see the sun rising over the horizon. He moved to sit up, scowling at the empty place in his bed.

It was cold.

“Good morning.”

Relief poured through him as he glanced over to the woman standing in one of his button ups. Her sleeves were rolled back, cat in hand.

His cotton ball of a cat was currently melting into a white blob in her arms, that smudged face looking up with deep baby blues at the woman holding him.

“Look who woke me up,” The woman told him, holding the little one up. “She came right over and snuggle right up against me.”

“Mhmm.”

“What’s her name?”

Gilgamesh winced.

“…I did not name her.”

“What’s her name?” She sounded more excited by that fact.

Gilgamesh hesitated.

“Her name is Miss Muffle.”

Hakuno snorted, holding the little Muff closer and looking towards the being as Enkidu appeared behind her.

“Her name is Miss Muffle?”

“She doesn’t like walking around and she makes it look like Gil’s got a muff in his hands. The Miss Muffle comes from the fact that Gil dotes on her.”

“I do not dote,” Gilgamesh argued, rolling over.

“You must be close if you have a key to the house.”

“I’m Gil’s right hand, sports cup, one brain cell.” Enkidu grinned, kissing her cheeks.

“Enkidu!”

The being laughed. “I see you’re finally at least meeting up with Gil. On the behalf of everyone at work, please announce an engagement and spare us his sour moods. He needs someone other than Missy Muff to keep him in line.”

“Stop butchering her name, Enkidu!”

“You can feed her then,” Hakuno set the cat in their arms, watching as the cat fussed already at being deprived of her attention.

Spoiled.

The woman was climbing over him though, all but lying atop him and kissing him softly.

He hummed, tasting something on her lips.

“You have coffee.”

“I have some coffee.”

He pulled her close and climbed out of bed. “You should have led with that, you fool. I would have gotten up sooner.”

“I was holding Muff.”

Good.

She used the cat’s better name.

He gave a head scratch to the cat and headed towards his kitchen.

He’d have Enkidu state their business and leave him to enjoy his weekend.

Come on in, sweethearts- the water is serene and so are we ♡