Apache x Sun-Sun x Mila-Rose
Smother
Apache glared down at the two bodies that were draped over her legs and torso. She could not understand why the other two did not get that she did not like… cuddling after sex. Or at all, for that matter. She was left feeling sticky under their hot skin, sore from being unable to stretch and move, and then generally just pissed off because she was unable to sleep, and she knew that the other two would bitch at her for being in a mood the next day.
She rolled her shoulders and Sun-Sun shifted with a quiet moan, her eyes screwing up in her sleep with the disturbance.
Apache's glare softened into something more gentle, and she rested a hand on each of their heads lightly.
She tried not to smile.
Being smothered was pissing annoying, but she supposed she could live with it.