(( ooc: Came home from work and turned on the tube to relax and this is what was on. Even the tv is reminding me I owe you guys a shit ton of replies. They’re coming soon, promise!!
Pushing up onto her knees, Alice worked her own belt free of her jeans. Discarding it, she bit her lip, a little embarrassed, and worked the button open, then tugged her zipper down, and shoved the jeans down her thighs some. She traced along the waistband of her panties, forcing a grin. ”Not as good as a mattress, but seeing as I stole them back from you…”
"…What’s left of it’s in the studio anyway" Alice protested, propping herself up on her elbows. She pressed the side of her thigh against Aeson’s, canting her head to watch Hannibal before pouting. "But I already had something planned…"
"Really?" His eyes darted around, but he was able to get the wolf’s attention back – marshmallows, and food in general, could happen later. "I don’t know how you upgrade from marshmallow-y paradise, but if you’re offering, I’m taking." Moving his hands to the hem of his shirt, he stopped when Alice spoke up. "Yeah?" Aeson nudged her foot with his. "I’m all ears. Especially the part of me that is really looking forward to this.”
An eyebrow raised at Alice’s pout, hands that were about to head for his belt pausing in their work with a chuckle. ”Well go ahead then, Troop. The floor…uh, bed is all yours.”
"As long as I leave with my boxers. I hate when the seat belts on my truck chafe against my dick. But thanks, I appreciate the gesture. Maybe just a shirt or two as a souvenir…? Pre-stained bedsheets might be a little much. Even for me." As soon as they were in the bedroom, he jumped onto the bed, pulling Alice and Hannibal down with him. "Oh, man. That’s marshmallows, alright. Can I revise that and take the bed as my souvenir?"
"There’s probably actual marshmallows in here too if you look hard enough. I thought I saw a half eaten bag somewhere earlier…" Maneuvering so both men lay on either side of Alice, he glanced between the two of them with an amused smile, shrugging and taking his shirt off. "I suppose we were due for a mattress upgrade anyways."
"—So you two’ve been plottin’ behind my back?" she asked, coyly. Grinning at Aeson, she offered him a hand. "It’s like lyin’ on a mattress stuffed with marshmallows."
"Not that I can remember, but we’re probably on the same wavelength with the twinsies thing." He smiled back and took the hand Alice offered him. "Fair enough. I’m pretty excited to see this marshmallow mattress. Even if it doesn’t have the comfort of your friends’ clothes in a giant-ass pile all around it."
"It was less of a plot and more of a brief discussion." One arm over Alice’s shoulder, the other over Aeson’s, from behind he ushered their party down the hall, toward the bedroom. "Hey, if it’ll make you feel more at home we can leave all our clothes on the bed when we strip down instead of tossing them on the floor."
"Take it as a compliment. My place or yours?"
"Yeah, we definitely didn’t discuss it before this moment or anything. We’ve got one of those jumbo tempurpedic mattresses. More than enough room for three to roll around."
"I guess that depends on if you want to go for species symmetry, gender symmetry, mix it up… or, y’know, just flip a coin. – I call wherever has best view."
"I say we let the rookie take her turn in the middle first. Seems fair, right?"
"Well, as long as we’re all here, and have alcohol, might as well discuss the possibilities."
"Two on either side, one is the filling. Picking up what I’m putting down yet?"
“11. Or the one you said that wasn’t ‘meh’. As long as it’s the wolves I like the most, anyways. You know which ones.”