A Short Play Oft Rehearsed
The two furs are getting ready for bed after a busy day. In the bedroom glare from the street light shines through the blinds, bathing the queen-sized bed in a dim glow. They crawled under the pile of warm, fuzzy blankets and shivered against the chill of winter's advance. It was time for a long sleep before the equally busy day ahead...or so one of them thought.
"Hey Kate?"
"Mmngh..."
The reply is muffled as the speaker, a female pine marten, rises slightly from her large fluffy pillow.
"Are you asleep?"
"Almost."
The next words are spoken with extreme caution, but equal amounts hope.
"Can we, y'know, do something?"
She considers refusing, but realizes it's easier just to agree. She rolls her weary body to face the large wolf on the other side of the bed.
"Like what?"
"Like... maybe a little role play?"
She groans. Role play is no fun for her, when she's caught up in her passion she doesn't want to be saying things just for the sake of saying them, to have to think about who she's trying to be when all she wants to be is herself.
"Fine, but I get to decide what we do."
The response is resounding: "YAY!"
She feels the bed shake as he does a horizontal happy dance. Immediately h stats guessing what she will decide.
"Are you going to wear that plaid skirt? What about those long black gloves? Oh please, can you talk in a French accent? PLEASE?"
She smiles and shakes her head. She lowers her voice conspiratorially, forcing him to lean close.
"I have a better idea. How about..."
She pauses for dramatic effect.
"... I'll be the corpse, and you be the necrophiliac."
He thinks for only a second before replying.
"Kate, that's not fair"
...
"Come on, pick a better one"
...
"You are NO fun!"
...
Finally he rolls over, grumbling and goes to sleep.
Only after his breathing has slowed and she knows he is asleep does Kate snuggle down under the blankets, with a smirk on her face, getting comfortable. This is going to be a good sleep, she can tell.
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There, my first story, what do you think?