27.Jun.19, 12:18 AM
As soon as R’dal announced his presence F’drel gave a long sigh, which turned into a whine when he felt the distinct shifting in the bed of a bluerider excitedly throwing himself on it. “R’dal, get the fuck off the bed,” F’drel grumbled, ignoring all of R'dal's questions and pawing at the sheets to make a little window so he could see out of them. “It’s gross and Flight-y and I don’t want you on it until I’ve stripped it and put new sheets on it and washed all these ones. I don’t give a fuck if it’s your bed, get off.” He needed to clean himself and the sheets before any snuggling happened.
He wasn’t opposed to snuggling — and while a good portion of the desire was coming from Miri at least part of it was from him — but napping was always better on clean sheets. Or at least on sheets that other people hadn’t just had sex in your bed on. Ugh. F’drel pulled the blanket down far enough that he could properly glare tiredly at R’dal until his friend got off the bed. He spared a moment to be grateful to R’nd for stacking his clothes at the end of the bed so he could easily reach them to put them on.
“Now, please tell me where your soapsand is so I can take a bath? You can join, I don’t fucking care, I just need to be cleaner,” F’drel said, pulling his shirt over his head with a grimace. Now his clothes were going to be dirty. “Could I maybe borrow a shirt and some pants too?” he asked, standing up to pull on his pants. He could wash his own stuff with the bed linens after he was clean.
He wasn’t opposed to snuggling — and while a good portion of the desire was coming from Miri at least part of it was from him — but napping was always better on clean sheets. Or at least on sheets that other people hadn’t just had sex in your bed on. Ugh. F’drel pulled the blanket down far enough that he could properly glare tiredly at R’dal until his friend got off the bed. He spared a moment to be grateful to R’nd for stacking his clothes at the end of the bed so he could easily reach them to put them on.
“Now, please tell me where your soapsand is so I can take a bath? You can join, I don’t fucking care, I just need to be cleaner,” F’drel said, pulling his shirt over his head with a grimace. Now his clothes were going to be dirty. “Could I maybe borrow a shirt and some pants too?” he asked, standing up to pull on his pants. He could wash his own stuff with the bed linens after he was clean.