ლ(´ڡ`ლ) sloth birthday meme, let's go!

[gotdatbooty]

it is the fan service meme. post as your characters. anons reply with things they want your character to do with other characters. oblige them or scream in horror. shippy scenarios not required.

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[heartlessglitch]

[ she was generally a light sleeper. so when she felt his hand aimlessly hit her shoulder, then her face, she abruptly hit consciousness, eyes snapping open. for a moment, she was confused, unsure where she was and why she felt as though she had slept so deeply-- she never slept like that.

she sat up immediately, just as the sound of his voice-- ]

You.

[ if looks could kill. but since they can't, she's on him, fast, straddling him and trying to get her hands around his throat. ]

[slightlyoffchilt]

I -- Ahh!

[Chilton found himself pinned, his wrists practically handcuffed to Danger's superior strength. His lower half, quite instinctively, squirmed -- which wasn't ideal, given the typical organ that rises with the dawn.]

I'm innocent!

[heartlessglitch]

[ feeling him squirm underneath her, she glared, adjusting her weight and tightening the muscles of her thighs to hold him more still between her legs. her grasp around his neck was a sliver beyond a threat, her grip firm enough to promise real pain with just the slightest further curl of her fingers. ]

Don't lie to me, Doctor. [ her voice was low, hostile. ] You will tell me what transpired last night, if you wish to enjoy the rest of your morning with your head still attached to your body.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Danger -- please -- you consented!

[The irony was thick. Chilton had so often abused the amnesia of others before, professionally, benefiting from their trust and blind retention. Now it was strangling it throat. His squirming eased, his thighs spasming under her steel, her muscle.]

We spent the evening together and the night -- was -- more or less, ah -- one spent awake.

[heartlessglitch]

[ she stared down hard at him, taking in the frantic faltering in his voice. she couldn't trust him-- the man would lie to her on a whim, she was sure-- but her own memory seemed to collaborate with him, betraying her as she dwelled on it, fighting off the last of her deep sleep.

her scowl deepened. ]

Perhaps that is a greater reason for me to snap your neck.

[ she leaned closer, not yet removing the threat of her hands around his throat. ]

I wonder how you intend to use this against me, Doctor.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Don't -- don't, Danger, please. I'm behaving, aren't I? What am I going to use against you?

[The man had virtually no choice otherwise, given his positioning. But he did cease his squirms, opting instead to stare up balefully at his companion.]

You had enjoyed yourself, anyway.

[Oh.]

[heartlessglitch]

[ that aggravates her. she can't place the exact reason why-- should it make her angry, to have enjoyed being with him in any way? but justified or not, her temper is almost palpable, simmering her her skin, under the controlled tension of her expression. ]

I'm certain your ego benefited more than my body did. [ it's catty, resentful. ] This changes nothing between us.