dreampost: even more after dark edition

[wotanon]

[ shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

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[eatsthecanary]

[ he hums, low and rumbling like a purr, head tilting towards the contact. ]

I can. I might try a real eye, first.

[ murmuring, fingertips now brushing over a nipple before he pinches, experimentally. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her skin is already warm and sensitive, and even at the brush she twitches. When he pinches, she gasps sharply, nails digging into his scalp at the base of his ears.

Were they having a conversation?]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he laughs - - ]

Sensitive?

[ he asks, as if he can even talk when the nails digging into his scalp has him arching forward with a catlike rumble of approval. he pinches again, his other hand skimming her belly, down towards her legs. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

Right now, ye—ah.

[Her sentence ends in a short needy noise. And she shifts towards him, knees splaying slightly as she rises to mouth the edge of his jaw.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he tips his head to the side some, allowing for more access, with an amused hum. his fingers spread and he squeezes her breast, feeling the weight in his fingers, while his other hand drags claws against her inner thigh. ]

Only now?

[rollplayinghouse]

[The muscles of her thigh twitch under his touch, and she squirms a little closer still, other hand settling on his shoulder for stability.]

Just... especially now.

[She drags her tongue over the scars on his cheeks, switches to skimming teeth lightly down his jawline, and then pauses, breath coming shallow and hot against his neck.]

I want...

[She trails off, not entirely sure what she wants to say.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he doesn't bother retracting his claws, considering she doesn't seem to mind them. a few of their points dig a bit in her upper thigh, not to the point of bleeding but enough to leave little marks.

his own breath is picking up at the teeth against his jaw - - his expression is largely impassive as ever, but the light flush on his cheeks shows he's enjoying that too. ]

Want...?

[ curious, his fingers raking further up her thigh until they can dip between her legs. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She is wet between her legs, and another skim of her teeth along his neck becomes a sharper bite at the brush of his fingers.]

You? Touch me—

[as if he's not doing that already; she presses against both of his hands]

Fuck me. Don't hold back. I want to not hold back.

[eatsthecanary]

[ he laughs, low, voice thick with arousal and he retracts his claws but only to grind his thumb against her clit. ]

I wasn't planning to. I'm guessing - - you don't mind it rough?

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her next exhale comes out as half a moan, and her fingers tighten in his hair, pulling enough to hurt a little.]

I definitely don't.

[eatsthecanary]

I figured.

[ he grinds again, before he presses a finger into her - - not gentle, more exploratory, seeing how wet she is. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She's definitely wet enough that his finger slides slickly into her, perhaps because it lets his finger slide slickly into her, because this is a dream and that's what she wants.

She makes a slight keening noise before muffling it in the bend of his shoulder, locking her mouth onto skin and sucking it between her teeth as she rocks her hips against his hand.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he hisses at the sensation of her mouth against him, and takes that as further encouragement - - grinding his finger inside of her, twisting it before pressing another in and spreading them apart.

he's shifting as close as he can to her, too, close enough his erection will be obvious against her leg through his pants. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She runs out of air and bites down hard as his finger twists, and then lifts her head enough to catch a few quick breaths.

And enough to give herself room for her hand to slide down his chest and press the heel of her palm hard against the bulge of his pants.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he shudders, both at the teeth and the touch to his cock - - Maki might notice even through his pants the shape is definitely not normal. there's a more bulbous part towards the base that tapers, an uneven shape.

he's fucking her more aggressively with his fingers, now, too - - pressing them in knuckle deep each time, a rumbling sound like a purr deep in the back of his throat. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[That's definitely interesting, and her hand lingers there, feeling out the shape of it with various amounts of pressure. It would probably be easier to just get his pants open and look, but that seems like it would take more focus than she has with him doing that; even her exploratory touches are a bit distracted. Her hips move slightly to meet each thrust of his fingers, her lips part slightly, and her eyelids flutter.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ his hips roll forward, the purr deepening into a bestial growl with the pleasure, but he doesn't let himself get distracted from fucking her - - his fingers curling and raking against her inner walls, heel of his palm against her clit. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She starts making little helpless noises at the end of each breath, no longer concerned enough with it to try to stop herself, and fairly quickly she does get distracted enough that she's not doing much with her hand either than providing a firm pressure for him to push against. Her other hand grips his shoulder hard for leverage, and a real needy moan escapes her when she grinds hard against his palm.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ abruptly - -

he stops, entirely, with his fingers - - pulls them out. as tempting as it is to tease it's not really for that reason as much as it is a sense of urgency, his hands going to his pants to start to fumble them open, his mouth open with little pants for air. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[When he pulls his fingers out she makes a wordless throaty frustrated noise, her dark eyes turning sharper.

But when she sees what he's doing her attitude changes immediately, sitting back to give him room to work on undoing his pants since she doesn't trust herself to make that process any more efficient. In the meantime she moves to touch herself, splaying her legs and pressing fingers to her clit.]

Yes—come on—

[eatsthecanary]

[ it's attractive - - having her show her need like that, wanting him, and there's another low growl in his throat, this one of his own hunger and impatience.

at last he frees his cock and now the strangeness of it is fully visible - - the bulbous base has small, fleshy little spines on it, and the base tapers to a thin point. it's fully hard, and he moves to try to push her on her back, now, his hand going to tug one leg apart from the other. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her gaze definitely lingers on his cock once she can see it, but she's not as surprised by it as she could be. The idea of having it inside her still makes her chest flutter a little, but any actual apprehension she might have about it is completely absent. She already thought the idea was kind of hot. She wants to know how it feels. And more importantly, she wants, a lot, and now she has him here, so clearly nothing can go wrong.

She sprawls backwards easily, drawing him in closer by hooking a heel around his back.]

[eatsthecanary]

[ his gaze is dark and hungry when he shifts between her legs, eye roaming down her body then back up towards her face, expression intent - - and he grabs her hips, grinding up between her legs, not quite entering her quite yet, just letting her get the sensation of his hot cock pressed against her folds. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

Ah...

[Even that sends a wave of warmth through her, and she tenses slightly in anticipation before some still functioning part of her brain reminds her that tensing is probably a bad idea and she consciously relaxes most of her body.

Her core muscles tighten, though, as she moves her hips, letting his shaft rub against her, each pass a bit more slick with her fluids, and she shivers.]

[eatsthecanary]

You ready?

[ he asks, as if he even needs to - - it's a rhetorical question more than anything. his cock quickly becomes slick with her juices, easing the travel of the barbs against her.

he doesn't wait for her to answer before pressing the thin tip of his cock against he entrance and then pushing in - - just until it hits the bulbous part of his cock, but even that is enough to have him hissing, claws curled into her skin to the point of drawing blood. ]