sweetestsurrender | { In Your Lap Meme }

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{ In Your Lap Meme }

IN YOUR LAP

Some things don't need explanations. Chicken wings. Wonderful weather. Guilty pleasures like Michael Bay movies. This meme is one of those things. It's simple: one character is in another's lap, and eventually the two get hot and heavy. Whether it's a friend sitting on a lap because there's no room, couples cuddling, or a stripper giving a lap dance, one thing will lead to another...after all, the loss of personal space can certainly set actions (and more) in motion.

Prompts

Innocent Lap Sitting: It's just a friendly gesture. Maybe you're enjoying a movie or a dinner together. Nothing wrong with that!
Romantic Canoodling: You two are spending some time together, and there's no way to be closer than to snuggle up in your lover's lap.
Out of Necessity: No more room on the bench, in the booth, or on the couch? There's a place on their lap.
Amateur Lap Dance: Just something sexy between lovers. Or maybe more silly than sexy.
Professional Lap Dance: Better break out the ones. This lap dance will cost you.
Dare: Nobody ever thought you'd get this close and personal, so they pushed you into doing it.
Pointed: They said you couldn't turn them on so easily. Challenge accepted.
Accidental: Oops, you've fallen! Good thing this lap was there.
Step Back I Feel a Little Poke: Wait. What's this? Maybe you should wiggle your hips a little to find out.
Lovemaking Lapsitting: Riding someone while they're sitting up can make the rider feel powerful, since they're on top, but the one being ridden may notice just how soft and small they are...and embrace them out of instinct.

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Wufei groaned softly. "Very, very sure," he agreed.

The bartender smiled blandly, running Wufei's card and taking Duo's cash. "Go get a room, or I'm calling Yuy. This isn't the first time your friend's caused more trouble than he pays us to put up with."

And then Wufei was glaring at the bartender, too, as he accepted his card back.

"Call him." That was a hollow threat against Duo. He'd take that challenge too if needs be! And as drunk as he was, he knew he was going to remember this bartenders face. And he knew he was going to give him hell when he wasn't so preoccupied. The bastard didn't know who he was messing with. Or maybe he did and thought he was safe because they were tipsy? Duo didn't care. He just knew he was gonna find him and kick his as.

With a pout he pushed himself back and up and hopped his ass up onto the edge of the table behind him, legs dangling either side of Wufei's.

"NO!" Wufei nearly yelled. "No, do not call him. We'll leave," he said firmly. The last time Heero had dragged him out of the bar he'd gotten road rash and a black eye.

He sighed with relief as Duo removed himself from Wufei's lap, and squirmed his way out of the seat before offering Duo a hand down, even though they both knew he didn't need it. "My apartment is closer. We're walking." They were both Too Drunk to drive and he didn't trust Duo not to get handsy in the back of a cab right now.

Duo's brows rose at the outburst. Wufei was afraid of Heero? What the hell? So boring...

He let Wufei wriggle out and even grinned when the hand was offered. He took it and slid down from the table. Before they left he shot the bartender a dirty look... and stuck out his tongue. Because he was a fucking adult and didn't need some stuck up prude telling him where he could and couldn't have fun.

"I need to find another bar." Duo muttered in annoyance. "And find where that guy lives and blow it the hell up. Then kick his ass. Ruining my fun... He picked the wrong guy to piss off!" Said the guy who was currently leaning against Wufei's arm because for some strange reason the world seemed a little more tilted than it usually was.

Wufei wasn't often afraid of Heero, but he was too drunk to be able to win, or even draw, if it came to fisticuffs with him. And Heero used that to his considerable advantage.

"That was my bar. The one you go to is across town," Wufei reminded him, leading Duo down the sidewalk. It was just a few blocks, but it was damned uncomfortable. Enough for him to at least temporarily resolve his problem, anyway. "It's just a couple blocks and a flight of stairs to my apartment. And I have whiskey if you want to drink more when we get there."

Yeah, well, Duo was drunk. He'd fight dirty!

"Your bar with one less homophobe." Duo pulled a face and entertained himself with all the fun ways he was going to make that guy scream... Until he was distracted by Wufei offering him more drink. He finally straightened himself up and laughed. "You're really offering me more booze? I figured you'd wanna get as far away from me as you could now I'm not sat in your lap."

"He's not a homophobe, he kicks out anyone who starts dry humping in his bar," Wufei replied dryly, and shook his head as Duo straightened up.

"It is a clever ploy to keep you in my apartment until you sober up. You're too drunk to go home alone, and I'm not drunk enough to just let you anyway."

"That's homophobic! Not like I was gonna fuck you right there in front of everyone, sheesh!" At least not now... Maybe he would have been able to sneakily done something or other, but that bastard bartender had ruined all of his fun.

"I'm not too drunk to go home." Duo protested with a pout. "I could get a cab. Could probably drive too. I've flown with a concussion and lived to tell the tale!" There was some pride to his words, but at the same time... he kind of wanted to go with Wufei. So despite his protests he'd found himself grabbing ono Wufei's shirt to stick close to his side.

Wufei went absolutely crimson when Duo said that. "It's not homophobic, he'd done it to half a dozen straight couples that night already. And we're not even a couple," he said firmly.

He snorted at Duo's protests. "If you get behind the wheel of anything with an engine right now, I'll arrest you, and take you to a Preventer's holding cell that even you can't get out of." He guided Duo across a street after looking both ways. Luckily there wasn't a lot of traffic -- most of it was going down the cross-street by the bar. "We're going to my apartment, you're going to drink some water, take some aspirin, and go to bed." Or they were going to end up frotting on the living room floor.

"Yeah, well, he did it to me, so I'm pissed off!" And stop pissing on his parade, Wufei. Get angry too!

"You'd have to tie me up reeeal tight if you don't want me getting away." Duo pointed out with a smirk. Then rolled his eyes at Wufei just being an utter downer. "Fine, mom... You were more fun when I was sat in your lap. Guess it's true what they say..."

"Better to be pissed off than pissed on," Wufei agreed blandly, curling an arm around Duo's shoulders and pointing him at a flight of stairs as they reached his apartment building.

"I promise not to throw away the key," Wufei replied with a shake of his head. Which was a mistake, as he staggered sideways a little. "What do they say, Duo?"

"... He'd have pissed on us?" Duo looked at Wufei in shock, the comment completely distracting him from the fact that Wufei had hooked an arm around his shoulders.

It was good he did though, because when Wufei stumbled Duo was able to make a grab for him too, and kept his arm around his waist. Then he grinned. "That guys only have enough blood to run one brain. And yours was fuelling your fun brain. Now you're a fuddy-duddy again."

Wufei snorted at the question and didn't bother answering it. They were both much too drunk. "You're an idiot," he decided blandly, getting Duo to the stairs and started nudging him up them. "When we get upstairs you can test your theory," he replied as he struggled to navigate his stairs while drunk. "But not until we're inside with the door locked, okay?"

Well that was a dumb thing to say when a guy was on the stairs.

Duo didn't think, he just spun around to face Wufei to make sure he'd just heard him right. Or was he so drunk he was imagining things? He didn't think he was but Wufei wouldn't be suggesting that they continue where they left off, would he?

The problem was that Duo didn't get to ask. He yelped instead as his foot slipped and he dropped right into Wufei's arms.

It was a doubly dumb thing to say when they were on the stairs together, apparently... because Duo fell into his arms, and Wufei lost his balance, letting out an extremely dignified yelp as he went down.

Luckily they were only a couple of steps up, so the fall wasn't too far, and he landed flat on his back at the bottom of the stairs, breath knocked right out of him with Duo landing on his chest. He let out a pained wheeze. "I'm never drinking with you again." Assuming he could remember it in the morning, anyway.

Nothing sobered you up more than almost killing your friend. Duo panicked and pushed himself up and immediately started patting Wufei down for injuries.

"Shit, Wu, I'm sorry! Are you hurt?" his hands found their way to Wufei's head and moved to the back to search for lumps and bumps.

"Hey, don't say that!" he whined, hands finally coming to rest on his shoulders. "I didn't do it deliberately! It's your fault for saying what you did!"

Wufei groaned, but let Duo do all the patting he wanted -- as long as those hands stayed above the waist, anyway. "I'm fine, just bruised," he replied, wincing as he tried to force himself upright. "Don't try to blame it on me when you knocked us both over. Go upstairs."

Duo was quick to scramble off of Wufei and just as quick to help him to sit back up and to his feet.

"Shut up. Can't you see I'm worried here? I didn't mean to... I'm sorry, okay?" hurting Wufei had been the last thing he'd wanted. And now he was refusing to go upstairs until Wufei went ahead so he could keep an eye on him, just in case he'd hurt him more than his friend was telling him.

"It's fine," Wufei repeated, waving a hand dismissively, but since Duo was being stubborn, he started heading up the stairs, keeping one of Duo's hands firmly in his own, if only to be sure he was following and not running off to find some other form of trouble. "It was just an accident."

He was moving like he was in pain, but not like anything was broken, at least.

He felt guilty. There was no way he would be running anywhere, even if Wufei hadn't had hold of him. Duo followed close behind, every limp or hint if pain made him feel even more bad.

Once they were at the top of the stairs and making their way down to Wufei's apartment, Duo stopped him with a hug from behind.

"Don't be angry with me...?" he'd pressed his face against Wufei's shoulder, his words muffled.

Wufei blinked as he was hugged from behind, letting out a soft sigh. "I'm not mad," he promised quietly. "You're drunk, and it was an accident. Let's go inside, and if it'll make you feel better I'll get out the ointment and you can put it on any spots that are bruising," he offered, mostly because he didn't know what else to do with Duo being... Like that. He was always expressive, but rarely so vulnerable.

And he was really starting to regret his own actions even more. Duo was obviously much drunker than he'd realized when they were still at the bar, and he'd gone and kissed him. Practically taunted him into what amounted to a lap dance. Yeah, the guilt was going to eat him alive tonight.

"Not as drunk as you think I am." He mumbled. He was drunk, but it would take a lot more than he'd drank to actually impact his judgement. The level of drunk he was at only loosened him up and made him a little more fun than usual. A little more eager to touch, if given the opportunity.

But he was starting to believe that that Wufei was honestly mad at him and the longer it went on the more on edge Duo felt. And now he'd gone and hurt him.

For a moment his arms around Wufei tightened and his eyes closed.

Then he let go and stepped away.

"Sorry. How bout you get the door open so we're not giving your neighbours something to gossip about?"

"No? Then you'll have to prove it to me once we're inside," he replied, settling one of his arms over Duo's as he was squeezed gently.

A strange feeling twisted in his chest when Duo pulled away, and he turned his attention to the door, unlocking it and disabling the other... security measures... before pushing the door open and holding it for Duo. "Leave your shoes by the door," he reminded, more out of habit than anything, and mostly because Trowa never did unless he was told.

Once they were in, he closed the door and rearmed the security measures. "Tea, water, or soda?" he asked, as he traded his shoes for slippers and made his way into the kitchen.

Duo just nodded and waited for Wufei to be done opening the door. Once inside he was already bending to remove his boots when Wufei told him to do. He glanced up with a half smile, gestured to his boots, and then laughed as he took them off.

"Uhh... Soda?" he knew tea was probably the correct choice in Wufei's eyes, but he wasn't a big tea drinker. The caffeine hit would go a long way to sobering him up too.

He huffed out a laugh. "Sorry. Trowa's always halfway to the dining room before I get the words out, tracking dirt everywhere," he shook his head, fetching a soda -- Duo's favorite brand, even -- from the fridge, and getting a glass of water for himself. He needed to sober up, and drinking water was probably the fastest way to do it.

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A comedy of errors, these two

Hahaha omg they are!

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