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[sleazeoverstyle]

For years now, he's been the kind of guy to sleep with one eye open. He doesn't trust anyone, sleeps with a weapon in reach, even after a night like the one he and Sin had and it ain't nothin' against her. It's just how he's wired. That don't mean he doesn't wake up with his arm thrown over her, the warmth of her skin seeping in. She's friggin' fun, and he knew he wasn't gonna regret it.

Fuck no. She's got this thing in her tongue that's just... yeah, the memory of it makes him smile right into his pillow.

He might not be much for lyin' around, but he ain't quite ready to get out of bed yet.

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[abyssum_invocat]

There are many things that register fairly immediately when Sin wakes up every morning; whether or not she's in her apartment, if she's got someone with her, whether or not she's bleeding or about to be, and where her glasses are. She certainly remembers sleeping with Reno and being at his place, and so it doesn't shock her to wake up in unfamiliar surroundings this time, though she stays still and quiet for a minute before moving, feeling a warm male body at her back.

She yawns once, and is only mildly surprised to still have her piercings all filled after sleep. A lazy smile creeps up on her mouth as she remembers she was hardly in a mood to take them all out.

"Mmmmnf."