Adjusting. *Clive*

Getting home at around nine, Sade hummed quietly to herself as she set some of the clothes she had bought for Jasmine on the dining room table. At the moment her daughter was spending the night with a friend, so Sade was free to think up some lesson plans for her first class. She would teach the basics first... then as the whole class got it down she would go on to harder things...

Folding up the new clothes in Jasmine's room for her to try on later, Sade then went to her own bedroom- or what was previously Sade and Claude's bedroom. It was now her bedroom though, because Sade said so. Grabbing three pillows, one of the blankets and sheet she went to the living room then threw it all on the couch. She trusted Claude would be able to do the rest. Finally having all of that adjusted, Sade went to the bathroom to wash of her make up, brush her teeth and all the typical things a woman would do before she went to bed. Finishing up there she then slipped into some silky purple pajamas and then went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water before she went to the sleep.

Ah, life was good- for the mean time atleast.

A walk. A walk was all that Claude really needed to clear up his head. After that, he would be able to think better, more clearly. Maybe then he could find some sort of loop hole to this whole proposal business. He could find a way to get things back to the way they were, no rings or vows, just a single promise that bound the two of them.

Maybe if Sade was a little different, a little less stubborn and more open minded, then Claude could think up a plan that would actually work, but as far as he was concerned, she wasn’t going to change. And so, annoyed and disgruntled, Claude walked back to the apartment. Shoving the key into the whole, Claude pushed the front door open and shook off the coat he’d thrown on right before leaving.

When he got home, Sade just happened to be in the kitchen. Speak of the devil, he thought, smirking. He walked over to her, lifting his arms to hug her and then dropping them again. Huh, maybe this was going to be harder than he’d first assumed. “Sooo…” Claude began rather awkwardly. “Uh, how are you…?” The way he asked her, however, seemed as though he wasn’t sure whether or not to ask the question to begin with. This, Claude realized, was going to be hard.

Sade just barely realized that Claude had gotten home until he was standing infront of her about to hug her. Eyeing him carefully she put her cup in the dishwasher "I'm good, I put some pillows and a blanket on the couch so you can sleep there," she said casually- almost as if they were talking about the weather. Then turning to him she looked thoughtful for a moment and then yawned, "I'm going to sleep, good night," she then said dismissively as she walked past him and to the bedroom. Something nagged at her in the back of her mind, telling her that this wasn't a good idea. The more stubborn part of her of course refused to believe that. Turning the light off, she laid down in her nice, comfy, and cold bed and eventually managed to fall asleep.

So it had begun. First the couch and then he’d probably get kicked out of the house and be forced to live on the streets until he died. He spared a glance towards the living room, seeing the small lump of pillows and the blanket all muddled together on the couch. The gesture itself was kind of harsh, but the way she said it just made it that much worse. It was like she didn’t even care! “Good Night,” he said, standing there for a few seconds after she closed the door and turned off the light. Once he heard her settle down in the bed, Claude walked over to the couch and sat down on top of the little mound of pillows, leaning his head heavily against the couch. This was insane.

Later that Night…

Claude had tried, he really had! But sleeping on the couch, all alone with nothing but a little blanket and your own body heat to keep you warm and cozy just wasn’t going to do it. And so, clad in only his boxers, Claude walked over to his former bedrooms door and slowly opened it, sliding in and crouching on the floor. Quietly, he made his way to his side of the bed, glancing at Sade to make sure she was very much asleep, he climbed on right next to her. He softly nudged her shoulder, quietly muttering her name, hoping she would wake up.

Sleeping peacefully for the most part, Sade just barely opened her eyes as Claude nudged her. Turning to face him, she blinked a few times and then yawned- her mind not fully processing the fact that she had decided earlier that day that Claude wasn't allowed to sleep in the same bed as her. Wrapping one leg around his, her arm crept around his waist and she yawned "What is it?" she murmered as she closed her eyes again.

Claude grinned. Excellent, this could work, ha, he didn’t have to marry her, he just had to get her when she wasn’t one hundred percent conscious of her actions. As long as Sade fell asleep every night, Claude and her could still be close. “Nothing,” he grinned, placing his hand on her cheek. “I love you,” he reminded her, not sure if he’d actually said it to her at all today. Were friends allowed to say that to each other and actually mean it? Probably not. Without warning, Claude placed his hand below Sade’s chin and tilted her face up towards his and kissed her fiercely, putting all the longing he’d experienced throughout the day after she broke up with him.

Sade opened her eyes just barely when Claude said that he loved her. She wasn't expecting the rough kiss, and didn't respond to it as well as she would have... if the situation and a lot of other things were different. She kissed him back though, being more slow and sensual then quick and fierce. Sade's mind was still fogged up with sleep, and it would take her a few minutes to wake up completely and realize what was happening.

Claude knew full well that Sade could very quickly wake up and probably ruin all his fun, which meant he had to be fast about everything. Feeling her respond to him in any form at all sent shivers down his spine. The way she was kissing him made Claude slow down a bit and just relish this moment they had together. He wished things could just stay like this, forever. For him to be able to freeze time with the two of them just showing how much they cared for each other…though if she was 100% conscious, it probably could have been better. Right now, though, that didn’t matter. He was happy, she was happy-ish, everything was perfect…as long as Sade didn’t wake up completely.

Kissing right now, however, wasn’t enough for Claude. Perhaps it was unethical or just…not right to do it with a girl when they weren’t even fully conscious, but hey, Claude had to get some, and if he could only get it when Sade was half asleep, then gosh darnit, he was going to do it when she was half asleep!

So, without further a due, Claude, with his lips still glued to Sade’s, found the buttons of her pajamas and quickly began undoing them.

Sade continued to kiss him, kind of clueless to what she was letting happen until he started to work on her pajamas. That was when Sade woke up completely. It took her a few minutes to figure out what was happening but when she did Sade suddenly got an angry look on her face and rammed her knee hard into Claude's... special area. With one hand she pushed on his forehead kind of forcing him to move away. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" she said getting of off the bed and redoing the buttons on her pajamas.

The extreme pain and agony Claude felt down there made it clear that, well, he’d been caught. Curling in on himself, Claude tried his hardest to not whimper or cry out, and surprisingly, he managed to not scream in pain or anything. When her hand made contact with his forehead, he gladly rolled away from her, inching his way to the edge of he bed. He contemplated on whether or not to actually answer her question, but he figured it would be a waste. To tell her he was just trying to have sex with her probably wasn’t the best idea right now. Instead, he would just lay there in agony for just a little bit longer and maybe she would let him leave with just a little bit of his manhood still there.

Sade let out a long drawn out sigh. It didn't help that she woke up quite literally sexually excited, but the fact that Claude was actually doing something to her while she was asleep really annoyed her. "That's really not fair," she said rubbing her eyes- suddenly feeling very tired. What time was it anyways?! Why could he have just let her sleep?

Claude groaned, “What’s not fair is the fact that you just killed any chance of me having any more kids!” Claude complained. For the love of everything good, why did she have to hit him right there?! “You’re going to be the one to tell Jasmine she won’t be getting anymore brothers or sisters,” Claude added angrily. This little fact would only be true if they actually stayed together, which would involve him proposing and them eventually getting married. Ugh, maybe Claude was thinking too far ahead. No, he loved Sade, and married or not, they were going to stay together even if Sade didn’t want him sticking around.

Sade laughed, "Oh stop kidding me Claude and get up," she said roughly tugging one of blankets of off the bed in attempts to get him up. "I know she'll have plenty brothers and sisters," now that comment was left open for interpretation mainly because Sade didn't go to into it. "Now please get up so I can go back to sleep... and pleaseee don't sneak into my bed again," Sade stretched and yawned as she spoke. At this moment Sade wasn't able to realize that she was slowly creating a bomb and lighting it, soon it would go off on them both.

Claude slowly rolled off the bed, skillfully landing on his feet and managing to straighten himself out. The fact that she laughed at him sort of pissed him off juts a little bit more. “Not if you keep kicking me in the fucking balls,” he seethed. At her last comment, Claude scoffed, “Your bed?” he rooted his feet to the ground, refusing to allow her to just go around claiming everything as her own. “Besides, I wouldn’t be sneaking around with the woman I love and share a kid with if you weren’t so damn difficult and made marriage a requirement for us to be together!”

Sade blinked stupidly for a moment at his sudden change in attitude, how long had it been since they had an actual true and honest fight? A long time at that. "Yes," Sade said refusing to back down at the moment "It's my bed because I was the one who bought it, not you," she said angrily. When she had gotten older, Sade had gotten a little better at controlling her fists and what not... but only just a little bit. "Well you wouldn't have to sneak around if you'd get over that stupid commitment problem you have!" she retorted, finding herself holding on tight to the fabric of her pants by her thigh.