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INTIMACY

1. PHYSICAL INTIMACY. It might just be innocent touches or it might be during sex.
2. LONG CONVERSATIONS. Honest words can be more intimate than touch.
3. DRUNK. You're oversharing or simply maudlin.
4. FORCED INTIMACY. Magic. A truth serum, whatever - you didn't mean to bare your soul, but that is precisely what you're doing right now.
5. SLOW-DANCING. There is something inherently intimate about trusting someone else to lead you, and someone trust you to lead them.
6. OTHER. Intimacy can come in many forms. Pick your poison.

STOP! SOMEONE IS NAKED IN YOUR...

1. BED. Waking up after a wild night or just getting ready for bed?
2. OFFICE. Getting a leg up at work? Caught in a moment of indiscretion?
3. YARD. Someone's been communing with nature...
4. CAR. The warmth of a heater during snowfall... or the aircon during a melting summer.
5. BEACH. Oh look, there's a floating swimsuit... and there's its owner.
6. RIVER. God, can't even fish without hooking the wrong species.
7. BATHROOM. . . . Oh, hey, who needs a shower, right?
8. PARK. Sun and grass and lots of people to . . . watch . . . oh my.
9. OTHER. Because there are way, way too many more places than I can think of.

HURT/COMFORT

1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little papercut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though.
6. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to make up.
7. RESCUED. You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
8. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheat on, abuse, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly see you need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
9. LOSS. You've experienced a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.

CUDDLES

1. SWEET DREAMS. It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
2. STORMY WEATHER. The heavy rain, thunder, and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
3. SLOW DANCE. It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
4. SURPRISE ATTACK. Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
5. MOVIE NIGHT. It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
6. I LOVE YOU, MAN. It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
7. JEEPERS CREEPERS. Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
8. HURT AND COMFORT. Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped, or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
9. SUNDAY MORNING. Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there's just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart's content.
10. MOMENT AFTER. You just had incredible, vigorous sex and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
11. MENAGE A TROIS. Or four, or five. Get a group and cuddle away.
12. PLAYER'S CHOICE. Pick one or make up your own!

ROAD TRIP
1. BREAK DOWN. Oh snap. Your car decided to break down out in the middle of nowhere. WHAT DO? Is that Leatherface? Will this be "Children of the Corn"?
2. HITCHHIKERS? Is this even a good idea? Threads may also have a third participant. Go wild.
3. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HIT? Dude, I hear deer mess up cars... Or I think that was a deer...
4. DON'T MAKE ME TURN THIS CAR AROUND. Alas. You're the parent or disgruntled friend who has had it up to here with all the fighting in the bakc. This thread may also have a third or even fourth participant, if you can wing it.
5. OMG, I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS LANDMARK! No, no, and no. You tell that person that they're going to be driven around and they're going to like it.
6. THE GREAT ESCAPE. Either dinosaurs or the mothman is chasing you. Don't stop now.
7. MAKE OUT. For whatever reason, the person you're traveling ith in the car. You would love to make out with them and then some.

(Borrowed from usquebaugh with love)

Comments

[kennedy_san]

"Hm, I don't know what to do with that information," he chuckled a little, knowing that Claire had been in tougher situations, but those situations were more perilous and had less of a think first, do later. This was more of a... think while on the way type of gig, and it wasn't her style. Zombies and parasites didn't care how well you stealthed, they could smell you or hear your heartbeat. Hard to muffle those. "Permission to let my imagination run wild?"

Or maybe that had been an invitation? He'd keep it light hearted, she was under enough stress as it was, and this wasn't the time or place. In transit, the best thing to do was stay focused on the goal. Especially when it was the open highway ahead.

He made some last few swipes along his phone, requesting a drop off of some more appropriate weather clothing. It'd be a quick, covert stop. Mountains weren't nice, and if they did find Chris, he might need some help. It all depended on what condition he was when they found him. But to count his blessings, at least it wasn't the Antarctic."I'd be honored," he catches the keys as she tosses them his way, swinging one leg over the driver's seat and adjusting the mirrors.

"Besides, the scenery is nice, I mean... we could stop off in a national park, maybe find the largest ball of twine in the US, I also think there's a lot of alien conspiracy theorists who make a really mean bowl if chili in these parts."

He wasn't going to lie to himself, the chit-chat was him trying to cover up the fact he was a bit excited about driving-- and also that his passenger would be hugging him the whole way. In terms of a road trip, that was one of the better perks of this one.

[dear_heart]

"Please, run away with it. You'll likely end up in more fun places that the reality." She too keeps the tone light, because they both know he could guess what she meant by that context alone. Antarctica in a midriff had been both the extreme of discomfort and terrifying. Frankly, she had been more afraid of freezing to death than any of the bioweapons in Alexia's lab.

"Sounds like an adventure," she chuckles as she tosses the empty water bottle in the trash. This is what she meant by Leon knowing the kind of things to say. It's hard to be anxious and stressed about her wayward brother when Leon was being witty.

Now that didn't mean she couldn't be a little anxious about the fact that she was sliding in behind him on the motorcycle. There's definite tension as she snugs up against his back, but it's the kind that makes her a little warm in her belly.

Her hands slip around his waist, perhaps only a little slower than the should. Gliding under his jacket and palms smoothing over his stomach. His shirt is soft, and tempts her to curl her fingers in it. But that's not a secure hold, so she finds his belt to grip onto.

He's taller than she is, so she has to press her cheek against his shoulder. If she wanted to see the road, she'd have to push up. It was doable, but no point in it until it was necessary. She'll be fine like this, body pressed against his in one long line.

Well, for a given degree of fine. At least, if she ends up holding him too tight, or nuzzling her cheek against his jacket, she'll have the perfect excuse.

"Ready when you are."

[kennedy_san]

"Roger that," the bike came to life in a moment, but that wasn't the only thing making his heart beat a little faster. He peered briefly over his shoulder to glance at the top of Claire's head, grinning in a soft way that he would never admit to later. It was a guilty pleasure of his that someone as tough as Claire would allow him to take the lead and she trusted to follow.

It sure had changed from their first meeting, that's for sure.

"Safety first," some old habits didn't die, apparently, even hard. Police training had him depositing her helmet on before he put on his own. Pulling out of the station, he merged onto the highway again, the light of civilization rapidly receding. The ride was uneventful, the stars winking from beyond the sky.

Despite the circumstances that brought them here, Leon was grateful to have this kind of closeness with Claire. He'd go so far as to say intimate, as he doubted Claire revealed this side of herself with anyone-- Chris was actively avoiding being around to give her the space to he a younger sister anymore. Coming from a family where he was the only child, it was nice to be included... and to be abandoned, well.

It didn't sit well with him. Reaching behind him, he knocked gently on her helmet and turned his head slightly. "When was the last time you went camping on purpose?"

[dear_heart]

The helmet falling on her head drew a soft chuff of laughter from her. She had a habit of not wearing one, always wanting to be able to see, over the protection it afforded. But she relinquished one hand on him to fasten it under her chin, without argument. He was driving after all.

It was quiet, or as quiet as it could get, with the wind rushing by them and the roar of the engine. She was just drifting, not thinking, as they drove. Leon an ever present comfort that she held tightly to.

The knock made her head perk up, and she had to strain to hear him clearly. But gosh what a question. "Back when I was living on base with Chris. He was doing this training camp out thing with his squad, and they took me along. I think I was like, 14, 15?"