How the Different Geese would cuddle their partners in bed
Featuring: Colt Seavers, Ryland Grace, Lars Lindstorm, Holland March and Ken
Pairings GN!reader for Colt,Ryland and lars, Holland X AFAB!reader and Ken X fem!reader
Warnings: Swearing and a bit of implied NSFW headcannons with Colt Seavers
Colt Seavers: The both of you are laying on your side, with you being the little spoon and Colt either resting his head against your shoulder or buried in your hair. One of his arms is wrapped around your waist, while the other is against your chest just holding you close to him while you sleep.
You will consistently be waking up in the mornings to find his finger brushing gently strokes just above your waistband and occasionally dipping into your sleep shorts/panties.
You blink a couple times, eyes still adjusting to the light coming through your window. You try to lift your arms up above your head to stretch but for some reason you couldn’t move them. You glance down and find a familiar pair of strong arms wrapped around you, holding you close. That's also when you notice a light tickling sensation just above the waistband of your sleep shorts.
You turn your head into the shoulder behind you, “Colt…we have work” You mumble but make no effort to stop him when his pinkie dips into your shorts.
“Yeah well… I don’t have work, we wrapped up all stunts yesterday so” Colt replies, pressing teasing kisses against your neck.
“Yeah well I still have work, usually the make-up artists are needed all days of shooting so…” You point out, still not making much effort to stop him, even when his whole hand disappears in your shorts. His fingers move to trace the seam of your panties.
“Mmm you still have a few minutes, I can be so quick~” Colt nips a sensitive spot on your neck. “You know I can get a lot done in that short amount of time
You snort and roll your eyes, “uh huh yeahh. That’s what you always say but it always ends with us late for work because you have a bad sense of time”
“Mmm maybe I do that on purpose” Colt teases, raising an eyebrow.” His fingers move your panties aside to allow him access.
Your breath hitches as he teases you with his fingers, “uh huh… Besides, you have the inability to be quick, you enjoy drawing it out too much.” You mumble trying to remember your argument, feeling way too light headed from his simple touches.
“Mmm sounds like a challenge” Colt purrs with the biggest smirk on his face as he shifts positions so you are pressed underneath him. You move your hand up to push a lock of blonde hair out of his face before it moves down to cup his cheek.
Colt shifts to press a kiss to your palm before leaning full into your touch. It’s right there in this moment when he has the most smug,confident smirk on his face with his eyes full of love and longing for you and only you that you realize you are most certainly going to be late for work. But you wouldn’t trade these kinds of mornings for anything in the world.
Ryland Grace: Often you and Ryland don't end up going to bed at the same time due to him staying up late grading papers or something similar. So you actually don’t know how it is when he goes to bed. Though in the morning you always wake up on your back, blankets upon blankets piled on the bed, that definitely wasn’t there before. While Ryland is flopped over laying his head against your stomach as his arms are wrapped around your middle, just snoring away.
‘Just one more test… one more test and i’m done.’ Ryland thought to himself as he went through grading the final student’s test. Today was the deadline to put in students’ final grades and Ryland had accidently procrastinated too long until the last day and was now stuck grading. But thankfully he was on the very last one, with 20 minutes to spare.
His eyes were drooping, as he stared at the computer screen, fighting with all he could to stay awake. He marked the final question, submitted it and prayed to every god he could that he didn’t make a careless mistake, but honestly at this point he was just glad he was done!
Ryland trudged up the stairs, half asleep into the bedroom. He stood there contemplating just sleeping in his regular clothes, too tired to put on pajamas but changed his mind when he was reminded of the lecture he got from you the last time he did that. So instead he just stripped down to his astronaut boxers (a gift you had gotten him) and crawled into bed, passing out the moment his head hit the pillow.
You wake up in the morning with a heavy weight on your stomach. At first you assume it’s your cat but a content purring beside your head tells you otherwise. You peek open your eyes and find your boyfriend fast asleep, resting his head on your stomach using you as a pillow as he's practically perpendicular to the bed.
You just quietly laugh at the strange position he has put you guys in but you stay just like that, gently playing with his hair as he softly snores away.
“Happy first day of summer Sweetheart” You whisper as Ryland snuggles into you, feeling like he could finally sleep for days.
Lars Lindstrom: Because of his touch evasion best believe you guys aren't cuddling. The most you may get to is sharing the same bed and interlocking pinkies from across the bed
But for the sake of the fic once he gets REALLY comfortable with you and your touch then you two are wrapped around each other the whole night, both of you on your side facing each other, your arms wrapped around his neck while he is pulling you close and wrapped around your waist.
“So then I told Margot, you remember Margot from work? Anyway I told her- Lars sweetie, are you okay?” You ask softly, interrupting your story when you notice Lars hadn’t followed you into bed and was just standing at the foot of the bed, eyes scrunched tight.
You quickly scramble out of the covers and crawl towards him on the bed, careful not to touch or startle him. “Sweetheart, talk to me baby, what's going on?” You ask softly, eyes full of concern.
Lars quickly mumbles something but it’s so low and jumbled you can’t make out what he is saying. “Sweetie, can you speak up? I couldn’t hear a single word you said”
Lars flushes, opens his mouth, closes it and thinks for a minute about what he wanted to say before settling on, “You know what it’s nothing, Goodnight!” He rushes out, clearly changing his mind on his original sentence. Before you could respond he turns off the only lamp lighting up the room and gets under the covers signaling that this conversation was over.
You just frown confused but decide to let it go for now, you know your boyfriend and know if it’s serious he will tell you when he’s ready and it would be best to just leave it be. You climb into bed, under the covers and extend your hand out above the covers and let it rest in the space in between you two.
You smile into the darkness when you feel lars’ pinky intertwin with yours as a simple way of connection. Sure it was small but to the two of you it was everything, with physical affection causing a sensation of pain for Lars any sort of physical contact was a small win. So when he suggested interlocking pinkies as you slept together, you took it as an accomplishment and a good step forward.
You were finally drifting off to sleep when Lars was suddenly whispering your name “honey… honey are you awake?” He softly called out.
You shift to your side to properly face him, “yes baby, what is it?” your voice groggy from your almost sleep. Lars jumped at the sound of your voice, not actually thinking you would wake up.
“Ummm… can- can I try something new tonight!” Lars rushes out in one quick breath, you could barely make out in the darkness that his face was all scrunched tight as if bracing for rejection.
You yawn but try to push past your tiredness, “of course baby, what do you want me to do” You ask, rubbing your tired eyes.
Lars bits his lip thinking this through. “Umm, just stay there and stay really still” He instructs. You raise an eyebrow but do as asked, trusting whatever he planed.
Lars shifts on to his side as he moves impossibly close to you, slowly adjusting you so that you wrap your arms around his neck as if in a hug. He moved so your legs were tangled together and to top it off he scooted down the bed slightly so you guys were now nose to nose. “There we go,” Lars whispers, signaling he was finished.
You softly smile and rub your nose up and down the bridge of his. “Larsy baby you are ok with all this touch?” You ask just to make sure but your smile is evident in your voice.
“Yep!” Lars says, so proud of himself “Over the past few weeks i’ve been noticing your touch doesn’t hurt anymore and this was the last test.”
You softly chuckle, yeah Lars has been more physically affectionate these past few weeks but you didn’t expect these were tests, but either way you were proud of this result. “Mmm I see, and what’s the final conclusion?”
“I love your touch just as much as I thought I would, I love everything about you” Lars states simply. You smile up at him before moving in even closer if that was possible. Lars relaxes into your touch and lets out a contented exhale. “And you are just as snuggly as you look”
Holland March: At night –especially when drunk– he 100% falls into the bed and buries himself into your chest, like face full of boobs. As soons as he makes contact he lets out such a contented sigh before passing the fuck out. Oh and he's also holding you close like you’re his own teddy bear.
You are laying in bed, just reading your newest book in a series when you hear a loud thump, silence than yet again another thump followed by a loud “Fuck!” from the hallway just outside your bedroom. You let out a sigh and set down your book knowing you are in for a handful.
Holland comes stumbling with a small scowl on his face mumbling something about stupid invisible stairs. But as soon as he sees you his face instantly breaks out into a huge grin “SWEETHEART!!” He calls out rushing towards you, clearly very drunk. Holland goes over to give you a kiss but you push him aside.
“You’re drunk.” You state plainly, shooting him a glare.
It s’not my fault….” Holland pouts as he dramatically drops down, resting his head in your lap. “Healy took us out drink’in cause of job well done which rarely ever gets done… and then and then…”He pauses forgetting what he was going to say while you just snort knowing damn well it wasn’t Healy that took them out, he was still getting used to drinking again
“Oh! Then there was the bet I lost but uhh well-” He smiles at what he can remember of the crazy night but then instantly pouts when he remembers he’s trying to play into this sadness to earn your sympathy. “But now I'm here! With you my pretty girlfriend and that’s all I’ll ever need.“ He sighs wistfully. “Hey did you know I love youuu”
You just roll your eyes half in annoyance, half with affection. “Yes yes I know, I love you too” You say helping him up off you so he can change out of his suit.
It takes a lot of effort and distractions to get him out of the suit and strip him down just to his boxers. Even more of an effort to try and get him into pajamas so you settle for this.
Can, can you do something for me!” Holland asks suddenly. You give a tired sigh just wanting to go to bed. God you loved your boyfriend he was just a mess and a handful when drunk
“Yes baby what is it?” You ask exhausted.
Holland chuckles to himself, “I love when you call me that.” You make a motion telling him to proceed. “Oh yeah! Can you sit on the bed”
“Will this get you into bed faster?”
“Yes yes! I promise just do as I ask please” Holland pleads. You roll your eyes but settle on the bed, “mk mk lay on the bed under the covers but them not covering you” he instructs, words getting slower as he gets more tired. You do as asked laying on the sheets but the blankets not covering you.
Before you could react, Holland is on you. Laying in between your spread legs resting his face in your tits as his hand wrap around your middle “mmm perfect” he mumbles before passing out
Honestly you aren’t shocked by this anymore but instead are just glad he's finally asleep.
Ken: The man (doll?) is most definitely laying starfish on the bed taking up the whole bed. If not that then he is laying fully on you just completely covering you like a blanket or vise versa, either way someone is used as a blanket.
“Sooo I was thinking you should stay the night” You suggest, rocking back and forth on your feet.
“Why would I do that?” Ken asks with a bright smile on his face.
“You know, because we are boyfriend and girlfriend and I want to spend the night with you” You explain.
Ken ponders that for a moment. “What does that do with anything?”
You open your mouth to say something but shut it thinking better of it. You instead just grab his arm and drag him towards your new dreamhouse.
“Where are we going?” Ken asks, happily following after you.
“My dreamhouse, we are having a sleepover”
“Sublime!!!” Ken exclaims with a fistpump that you can’t help but giggle at.
You guys make your way to the dreamhouse and head upstairs to settle into bed. “Ken I’m just going to change into pajamas then I’ll come right into bed” You say before slipping into your closet.
“Ok i’m all ready, what do you-” You pause at the sight in front of you. Ken has stripped down to just his white boxer shorts with pink hearts scattered on it and he is lying face down on the mattress, his arms and legs fully extended out and taking up the whole bed. “Ummm Ken you do know I have to sleep on there too”
Ken lifts his face that was buried in the pillows “Uhh I know duh, it’s a sleepover for a reason” He says with a laugh as if you were the silly one. He gets up and off the bed allowing you to get in first.
You raise an eyebrow at him as he just watches you just settle into bed. “What are you doing baby?” you ask skeptically
“Nothing, nothing just waiting for you to get situated” He says with a small shrug but a wide grin.
Once fully settled in he gets in on his side of the bed and under the covers. Then he moves over and lays full on top of you, resting his head in the crook of your shoulder as his full body weight collapses on to you. “Ummm sweetie?” You groan under him.
“Yes, pretty girl, what is it?” He asks simply, lifting his head so he can actually see you.
“Uhhh… what are you doing?”
“Ummm cuddling you… what else?” He says, scrunching his nose up in confusion.
“Ah… I see…you know normally you don’t put your full body weight on someone smaller than you, it gets really uncomfortable.” You supply. Ken just nods along like he completely understands, “Uhh sweetie?”
“Yes, pretty girl?” He asks cheerfully
“I can’t breathe baby. Can you please get off.” you say helping him get what you were trying to say.
“Oh… oh you meant that as in right now! Oh sorry!” He says scrambling off of you with a small pout. He rolls over so he’s now on his back, still taking up a majority of the bed.
You just chuckle and roll over so you were the one laying your head on his chest, your leg thrown over his. “There we go, that's better” You say, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
“Mm no.” Ken pulled you further so you were fully on top of him, his arms thrown around your waist, holding you like his favorite stuffed animal. “Now it’s better. “
@starburstbarnes (cause you said earlier you were Interested)
