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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"What're you talking about? Wufei, I'm not a damn mirage. I'm as real as I've always been." Most definitely real. That kiss to his neck had tickled and dreams didn't usually tickle. It felt good though. Good enough for him to close his eyes and sigh softly.

"Stop being an idiot. Can I only like you in your dreams? Can you only be honest with me if you don't think I'm real? That blows, Wu. Means when you sober up you're gonna ignore me again, huh? Pretend this never happened? Nope. Not gonna accept that. So get it through that thick skull. I. Like. You. Fuck, more than that, I love you." the words came easy, even if they were words he'd never said aloud before. He'd fancied Wufei for ages now. Alcohol had loosened his tongue but his words... "And I never lie, Wufei."

Duo got a firm squeeze for his troubles, and Wufei sighed again. "If I'm still alive tomorrow, I'll believe you," he promised, and kissed Duo's neck again. "What time is it? Can we go to bed?" So morning would come sooner and he could find out just how real this was or wasn't.

Another sigh and a smile along with it.

"It's a good time to sleep, yeah. C'mon, I'll tuck you in." And he'd be good as well. Kissing was fine. But with Wufei being drunk and not even sure that what was happening was real, Duo wasn't about to try anything else.

He pulled back, stepping back and out of Wufei's arms so that he could take his hands instead. "Show me where your room is, Wu?"

He nodded, sliding his hand into Duo's easily and smiling a little at the feeling, leading Duo down the hall to his bedroom. It was the only part of the house that traded the simplicity and straight lines for something warmer and downright cozy. The walls were painted a dark brown reminiscent of oiled wood, the curtains and bedding was a dark burgundy-red, and there was a bench under the window with plants, mostly bamboo because he was often away for extended periods of time and bamboo were easy to care for -- and replace. The furniture was all rounded corners and dark wood, with brushed bronze hardware. Atop the dresser was his altar, several sticks of incense already set up and waiting to be burnt. The bed was soft and plush and everything they hadn't had during the war, like crawling into a cloud to sleep, and that was where he headed, kicking his slippers under the bed and crawling onto the comforter with a happy sigh. "It's so soft."

Duo...looked a little impressed with the room. It was both unlike Wufei and exactly like him and that was weird as hell.

He'd let go of his hand when they entered and watched him get into the bed. Duo just rolled his eyes and stepped up to the bed to yank down the blankets so he could put them over Wufei. "Going to bed fully dressed, huh? You'll regret that. But you look comfy enough so..." Duo smiled and did as he'd promised, tucking the blankets in around Wufei. "Get some sleep, yeah? We'll talk tomorrow."

"I'm going to regret a lot of things tomorrow," Wufei replied, face half mashed into the pillow. "But that is tomorrow Wufei's problem." Were he more with it, he probably would've done the polite thing and wished Duo a good night in return, but all Duo got for his troubles was a snore. Wufei did not mess around when it came to getting sleep, apparently.

Duo waited for a minute or two, he reached out and with a gentle touch he brushed hair away from Wufei's face...and sighed.

"Hope you don't regret too much..." And then he left the room. The door was kept open a crack and Duo took himself to the living room. The whiskey that Wufei had left on the counter didn't go to waste. He sat himself down on the sofa and nursed that drink for several hours, lost in thought, before he finally fell asleep curled into the corner of the sofa.

Morning came, and Wufei regretted many, many things. Most of them ounces of alcohol, as he dragged himself from the bed and forced down some painkillers before taking a shower and getting dressed.

His head still felt like an overripe melon trying to split, but it didn't stop him from realizing Duo was in his living room. On his couch. He stood there, staring dumbly at Duo as his brain rewound over the night before, tracing every memory he had -- and he remembered everything, right up to face-planting in his bed. He went to the hall closet and returned a moment later with a blanket, approaching cautiously but not silently to gently tuck it over Duo.

Duo was very much out for the count. At least up until a blanket was put over him. He'd slept through Wufei getting up and showering and even his walking through the apartment. But having someone touching him, however lightly, had him waking up.

His eyes flashed open and focused upon the face in front of him. But for a a second he wasn't sure just who he was seeing. For a second he saw an enemy and if it wasn't for the blanket hindering his movements and the alcohol still in his system, he might have done something very stupid.

But between one blink and the next, his brain caught up with what he was seeing and Wufei was there. Duo relaxed and let his eyes fall closed again. "Mornin, Wu."

Wufei froze when Duo's eyes opened, well aware that Very Stupid was a likely response if Duo roused, and prepared to deal with it if he needed to, only to relax again when Duo did. "Good morning," he replied, voice a little hoarse as he reached up to push bangs away from Duo's eyes. "Going back to sleep, or should I bring you a coffee and some aspirin? Or did you luck out and not get a hangover?"

Duo liked to think he probably wouldn't have gone for Wufei's throat, but it was best not to think about it. Anyway, there were better things to think about. Like gentle fingers brushing his hair. Duo smiled wider and cracked open an eye.

"I could sleep... But you're awake so... Coffee's be great. I'm just gonna lay here and wait if that's okay?" because no, he might have avoided the hangover if he'd stopped when he'd had the chance. But that glass of whiskey had taken him over the edge. While his headache wasn't going to ruin his day, it was bad enough to make him want to remain prone for a whole longer.

"I'm not sure I'd call my current mental state 'awake', but it's close enough," he agreed, keeping his voice low to avoid aggravating either of their headaches. "It'll take a little while for the coffee to brew, but I'll come out with it when it's done, and you can stay there as long as you like. It's not like we have work today," he replied, straightening up and heading back into the kitchen to start the coffee.

He got some congee going while he was at it, and cut up a chunk of smoked pork belly, tossing it with sugar, maple syrup, and a little cayenne pepper before sticking it in the oven to roast while he cut up some green onion and otherwise kept himself busy so he wouldn't have to think about how much his head was hurting.

"Mmhm." Duo hummed softly in agreement and understanding. He could wait. Wait and rest where he was because he really was still tired. But he was also slowly waking up. At least he thought he was. Almost as soon as Wufei walked away he'd fallen straight back asleep again.

Though it wouldn't last for long. The warm scent of cooking would rouse him before long with the rumbling of his stomach.

It was only a half an hour before Wufei brought out the mug of coffee, setting it on his coffee table, with a bottle of aspirin for Duo to do with as he pleased, then he went to assemble the congee and bring it to the table, well aware that the scent of what was essentially chunks of candied bacon would be irresistible to the other pilot.

As soon as it was done, two bowls of congee piled with the candied pork belly and the green onion, with a little drizzle of sesame oil, he brought it to the table and stuck two spoons in it, settling into one of the seats with his own mug of coffee.

As much as the smell of the food was great and all, Duo gave a disgruntled and unhappy groan at having to actually wake up fully. But he slowly eased himself up to a sitting position and rubbed at his tired eyes.

"Note to self. Whiskey isn't my drink." He reached out then, grabbing the pills and coffee to take some and washed them down. Only then did he take a deep breath and open his eyes properly to find Wufei sat across from him. "Hey, Wu. Uh...thanks for doing all this. Its appreciated, man. Really."

"I had selfish reasons, as well," he replied with a little smile. "It kept me distracted from the pain until my aspirin kicked in, and I'm hopeful it'll be an acceptable apology for assuming you were a hallucination last night. Surprisingly, I remember everything," at least he was pretty sure he did, because he could follow the night's events from the bar and all the way into his bed.

"You're lucky I'm such a nice guy, Wufei. I was close to kneeing you in the balls of you kept saying I wasn't there." No way you could deny the truth when your balls hurt!

Duo chuckled softly and put the coffee down in favour of the food. Which he brought with him onto the sofa. He'd wrapped the blanket around his shoulders and burrowed into it to eat.

"So you remember, huh? And this is an apology... That mean you regret everything after all?" Duo tried very hard to sound as nonchalant as he could, but there was a slight edge to his tone. He wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer. He was feeling delicate enough that he just wasn't emotionally prepared. But asked anyway.

The first comment got a laugh out of him, though he managed to keep it low and quiet, slowly stirring his congee as he listened to the questions. "I do remember," he agreed softly, letting his gaze linger on Duo. "I remember drinking at the bar, I remember getting kicked out of the bar, and why. Falling off the stairs, finally making it inside and thinking surely I must be dying of alcohol poisoning in the alley behind the bar because it must truly be impossible for someone so magnificent to even glance in my direction," he took a deep breath, let it out on a sigh. "I remember telling you that I love you, and I remember hearing you say it back," and it's then that his gaze drops, taking a moment to gather his courage and hold back tears. "And I remember most of all how much it hurt, believing that it wasn't real."

There weren't many times in Duo's life where he'd thought his heart had stopped but now was one of them. Wufei remembered everything alright. And as he came to the end, Duo was holding his breath and waiting... Waiting for him to tell him that it had just been the drink talking and it was all a mistake.

But those words never came.

"Hey... Wufei?" Duo called over softly, a slight tremble to his voice. "Mind gettin your ass over here?"

Wufei got up, bringing bowl and coffee over, to stick them on Duo's side of the coffee table, as he was pretty sure he wouldn't be allowed to leave any time soon -- as if he minded.

He settled next to Duo with a sheepish smile, and just a hint of blush. "Yes?"

Duo waited until Wufei was sat before he twisted around. He threw his legs across his lap and scooted until he was leaning against him. He'd not relinquished his bowl, holding it in one hand while he wrapped his other around Wufei's arm.

"I stand by what I said last night. I wasn't lying, Wu. Might've used drink as an excuse... But I swear I was telling the truth."

Wufei laughed softly when Duo spoke, and leaned in to press an awfully shy kiss to his cheek. "I know," he replied softly. "You've never lied to me before, why would you start with something positively cruel?" He knew Duo better than that. "I love you," he said, softly, and not quite able to make eye contact. Even though he knew Duo felt the same, it was such a vulnerable thing to say it would take him a while to get used to it. And that was just in private settings.

A little shiver went through Duo at those words. Somehow it hit different now. It was morning. They were sober. And there was more feeling in them this time around.

Duo lifted his head and moved to press a kiss of his own, his was at the corner of Wufei's lips. "Love you. Thanks for believing me." because it meant so much to have someone believe him. Even more to have someone love him. It was terrifying and it was amazing. And all because he'd hopped into his lap and did his best to give him a boner.

He smiled, turned his head a little to return the kiss with a proper one, even though his cheeks were absolutely on fire. "I'm sorry for being such a coward," for taking so goddamn long to say something, for having to be shitfaced to do it.

It was still one of the best nights of his life.

"Don't have to be sorry to me. I could said something too." except for the fact he'd been half convinced Wufei hated him and his feelings were stupid and that he wss probably a masochist and just liked to torture himself. It was nice to find out that his feelings weren't as unrequited as he'd expected. So he smiled and kissed Wufei back. Softly and sweetly. "Better late than never."

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