the morning after

[recyclethedead]

MORNING AFTER MEME

Apparently you've had a fun time the other night. Hot, kinky and sexy doing God knows what.

A morning later, you wake up with who, and what happens next?

Comments

[wutspeakingrole]

[It might be a while before Aeleus really has a chance to notice. While he's by no means a particularly heavy sleeper with all that training behind him, there's very little call for him to wake sooner than he really feels like doing, given the distinct lack of anything to really cause it since Sora's weight is pretty much negilgible.

When he does stir, he only properly notices Sora when he moves to sit up.At which point he opens his eyes to assess the situation and try his best to keep any visceral psychological reactions to all this as quiet as possible.Ideally sticking to some quiet cursing under his breathe rather than the 'holyfuckohgodwhatthefuck' capslock the situation probably asks for.]

[heartshero]

[Surprise, it looks like there was a wild night to be had and you not only participated but remember none of it! Sora's still out cold for the moment, only shifting a bit to hold on more securely. He has a rather large set of finger-shaped bruises at his hips, and a matching hickey at the crook of his neck. Two guesses what that stain nearby on the bed is.]

[wutspeakingrole]

[His reaction is more to do with Sora's age and the nakedness but that certainly doesn't help. Aeleus puts a hand on Sora's shoulder and tries to keep the shaking gentle so as not to aggravate any other injuries.]

Wake up.

[heartshero]

[How nice of him. Sora's very groggy, and seems to be having a hard time waking up coherently. A yawn will grant Aeleus evidence that at least Sora had been drinking something alcoholic the night before, and it doesn't seem to have had the chance to be worked through his system fully.]

Whu... Shh, Kairi. Sleepin'.

[wutspeakingrole]

[ >:| well that just makes everything worse, mostly since the Kairi he knows is like four, but also because son, you are far to young to be imbibing alcohol. Screw being gentle, Sora is getting shaken properly this time.]

[heartshero]

[Tell that to the bottle on your bedroom floor, Elaeus. Sora whines and flops over, rolling away to pull the covers up and over his head. Getting up seems like the worst idea right now.]

[wutspeakingrole]

[Aeleus remains persistent on this, taking a deep breathe and speaking much louder this time.]

Wake up.

[Of course, if he still fails to get a response he's going to go fill his bath with cold water and dump Sora in it.]

[heartshero]

[Sora would cry. As it is he's already whimpering at being forced to wake up, and his head feels like its full of sloshy marbles.]

Nooooo.

[wutspeakingrole]

[since he sort of answered, he's spared icy water for now.]

If you don't get up I'll have to resort to drastic measures.

[heartshero]

I think I'm gonna be sick...