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He was having a pleasant dream. A very pleasant dream. Up until the point that something loud and irritating woke him up. Rolling over in bed, Will groaned and knocked over the alarm sending it skittering to the floor.

Pressing his face into the pillows, he breathed in the sweet scent of someone before screwing his face up in confusion. Blearily opening his eyes, he stared at the pillows then glanced at the alarm. The alarm that wasn't his, the bed sheets that weren't his, the room that most definitely wasn't his.

Groaning he lifted his arm up and opened his eyes blearily. He shouldn't drink, he really shouldn't drink when he wasn't entirely sure of where he was. Or where his clothes were.

"I'm not drinking again," Will groaned, collapsing back on the pillows.

[[open to all: wake up with will in your bed, why he's there or if he's alone is up to you.]]

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Louise wasn't sure if it was the alarm or the groan that sent her flying out of her bed, into her tiny little bathroom. The bathroom Gabe had painted. It wasn't Gabe in her bed, there weren't enough 'ma'am's for that, but her head was pounding too much to recognize the man's voice.

Was she really consciously strolling down the lane of relationship-ish fuck ups? Was she - oh thank God, at least she was still wearing her underwear. Maybe she could wait the man out, or at least until her brain functioned enough to recognize him again? What had even happened?

"Lou-?" Will began, catching sight of the retreating- underwear clad- bottom of one Louise Abasi. Blinking blarily, he groaned as he sat up. "Lou? Is that you?"

Oh, at least the man knew her. That was ..probably not that great, considering Louise knew more people in this town that outside of it.

"Will?" William Cabot? Oh, God, oh, fuck, hopefully she really definitely didn't touch him in any indecent way and the only reason she was in her underwear was because of the ..heat?

Head high, she left her bathroom, crossing her arms while crossing over to her bed. "You're in my apartment."

"I am," Will said, distinctly bemused. He couldn't remember exactly when he came here but apparently he had. Looking over Lou, he raised an eyebrow at her before gesturing to the bed. "Did we-?"

"No." Sometimes it was better to start out with a bluff. "Maybe we both considered ourselves too drunk to expect you to find your own place and that's why I brought you here. For safety."

Essie had set the alarm so she had a few hours to get herself back to human in order to pick up Isaac from the sitter. There had been a plan. A good plan. Go out, have a few drinks, say hello to some friends and go home to sleep it off. And then she'd run into Will and a few drinks had turned into a lot of drinks and a stumble into a cab and... now she was naked and scrambling over him to get to the alarm before her ears split.

"I don't think drinking was our problem. Not our only problem."

Lying back as he felt the warm, familiar press of a naked body scramble across him, Will relaxed back into bed. His eyes followed the curve of her spine, up along her back to the way her hair fell around her face and the warmth in her features. Smiling slightly bemused, Will reached out to gently brush a warm hand against Essie's back. Fingertips gently caressing up her spine.

"You say that like waking up here is a problem," Will murmured, smiling a little up at her. "Not what I'd planned last night though."

God those hands, she couldn't remember a lot about the night before, but she remembered those wonderful hands. Shivering a little, she finally managed to kill the alarm, leaving herself draped over the warm body in her bed. It was nice, having someone there, but also more than a little awkward because she had three hours before she had to pick up Isaac and all she wanted to do was curl up and sleep for another eight.

"I didn't plan this either, but here we are."

Will smiled wryly, feeling the way Essie's bothered shivered beneath his hands. Tracing his fingertips, rough and warm, up her back he let his hand rest finally between her shoulder blades. Tilting his head to look down at her, he reached down to brush his other hand beneath her chin.

"Here we are," Will murmured, leaning down to brush a kiss against Essie's lips. Soft, a little yearning, as he held her closer to his much warmer body. "Do you have to get up soon?"

"Couple of hours. Have to pick up Isaac." It didn't take much to convince her to curl herself around Will. He was warm, she was still sleepy and it allowed her to run her own hand over his muscled chest. She really did like his body, muscles and that wonderful smile. She might not have planned to bed the local celebrity, but she wasn't going to complain about it too much.

Her lips followed her hand as she pressed them to his sternum, working her way up to his neck as her hand wandered downward. "You need to go?"

"Mm, well I'm sure we can find a way to keep ourselves occupied until then. You need a ride over to get him?" Will asked, shifting a little so Essie could settle against him. He let his hands brush down her back and over her ass. "No, I don't need to go. And I certainly don't want to."

Will stretched back, watching her with a warm, lazy smile as he felt her lips brush against his chest.

"Mmmmm, probably cab it. Things are weird right now, don't want to confuse him." Not that she wasn't confused, this felt way too good to be bad, but Isaac was a kid and with his dad being back... Ugh. She didn't want to think about Bach while she was in bed with someone else.

Besides, those hands were wandering again and that felt way too good. "Good. I don't want you to. Not yet anyway." She nibbled at his neck a little, she couldn't remember much of last night, but she knew she'd remember this morning.

"You can borrow my driver, I'll get him to drop me off first. No confusion necessary," Will murmured, pulling the covers up at first so he could glimpse the long curved lines of Essie's beautiful body before letting it fall back around their waists. "Don't you? Well, I suppose I should probably make myself useful then?"

Will groaned at the nip of her teeth against her neck before he tilted his head to catch her mouth with his.

"Your driver, hmmmm, so fancy." Smiling at the noises he made, she actually giggled when he stole a glance at her underneath the covers. When he kissed her, she decided if he wanted a look, she'd give him one. Breaking the kiss, she kicked off all the sheets and straddled his legs before leaning forward to kiss him again, feeling her breasts brush his chest and a definite ache begin between her legs.

None of which diminished the impish grin she gave as she whispered in Will's ear. "Oops. Lost the sheets. Gonna keep me warm, Mr. Useful?"

OOC: CAN I TAG THIS TOO????

Les strolled into his bedroom carrying a huge glass of cold water and some Tylenol for the huge lump currently snoring in his bed. A lump that had been a bitch to get up the stairs to his loft and into said bed without getting handsy and also complaining. Even though he was drunk Will kept trying to carry Les up the stairs like he was the one piss drunk.

Les was not piss drunk. He could hold his alcohol. Unlike some people.

"Hey, there little buddy," he said thumping the glass down on his nightstand, making sure the noise was extra loud. It was time for his guest to awaken and get out of his bed.

Will groaned, wincing at the loud thump of glass to his right. Rolling over onto his side, he looked up at Les blearily for a moment before glancing down at his own naked state. Looking between the pair of them repeatedly, Will tried to peace together what exactly had happened last night.

"Did we-" Will began before shaking his head. "Your bed is small."

"My bed is normal size. You are just gigantic," Les informed him. He held out an open palm with two tiny white pills and then smirked. "Did we...play naked twister?"

He chuckled and held out the water to his bedmate. "We did not, but somebody really really wanted to since you've lost your pants." He gestured with his head at the door. "I had to crash on the couch by the way. That's the last time I invite you over."

"I think one of us would definitely know about it," Will said, giving Les a look as if it would be Les out of the two of them who would definitely be walking odd right now. "I sleep naked, what can I say? I don't like being confined."

Will glanced at the rest of the bed in bemusement before taking the pills. "I wasn't stopping you from sharing."

"Unfortunately for you I was not nearly as drunk as you were last night, but I let you cop a feel or two," he said with a wink as Will took the pills. All he could say was Will definitely had fun last night, naked twister or not. "Uh, yeah, I noticed. I was present when you lost said pants.

He smiled again shrugging. "What can I say? Sharing seemed like too much temptation. All this man muscle is a joy."

"You threw up on the couch, asshole, and tried collapsed in bed with Audrey and me," Ed shouted, extra loudly, as he flipped the light on in the room of his apartment. Also, he turned on his stereo to something loud just for his hungover brother.

"And you wouldn't move and couldn't sleep on the couch. Because you threw up on. So she and I had to spend the night at her trailer. Thanks for that."

As much as Ed loved Audrey her trailer-thing was filthy and he was a little on the neat freak side. He was not happy with his brother.

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