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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[rollplayinghouse]

[A shiver runs through her at the brush of his teeth, and she presses her wrists up against his hands. She uses more force against his metal one, though, clearly not actually trying to break free, just test his grip.]

That's probably true.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He pulls back, straightening out his arms and locking them in places. Elbows straight and quite a little bit of distance between the two of them.]

Then I suppose I should try a different kind of punishment.

Go on.

[His wings flare out him just slightly as he grins down at her]

Try to touch them now.

[rollplayinghouse]

[She stares him down for a few seconds before letting out a frustrated huff.

She only flicks her eye to the side for a second before she moves—there's a pile of bondage gear next to them, close enough for her to hook her foot into a set of cuffs with long connecting straps, perhaps meant to slide under a mattress. She swings it with her foot so the other cuff swings around his chest and she can catch it with her other foot, using that to try to draw him close bodily.

Is that something that works in real life? Probably not. But it's a dream.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[First of all, HOW DARE SHE is probably the only thought that passes through Intensity's mind as he's reeled in closer like a fish on a hook. (How appropriate.)

And second of all--- how dare that be as hot as it is as he struggles to act like he still has control of this situation. He tugs against the strap, seeing how much give it has. And how much effort she has to put in keeping him there.

And obnoxiously tries to keep his wings flared back even if the rest of him has been pulled in.]

Pity you haven't shown off that flexibility until now.

[rollplayinghouse]

Should I show it off more? I'll keep that in mind.

[There's slack in the strap to start with, but with a twist of her ankle she winds it a few times around her leg to tighten it.

And then, once she has him close enough, she hops up to just wrap her legs around him and draw him in that way, bare calves tangled in the strap at his back.]

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I---

Suddenly this is a lot more close and personal than he was expecting this to be. And the feel of her legs wrapped around his waist and hips is making it hard to concentrate on keeping her wrists pinned to the glass.

His grip falters as he shifts against her bare skin.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And drops his wings suddenly to drape and brush across those bare exposed legs of hers. Occasionally fluttering just so to draw the slightly sharper edge against her skin.]

I believe I still have you at a disadvantage. In the aspect of clothing, if nothing else.

[rollplayinghouse]

[A flush rises on her cheeks as his wings brush against her calves, but otherwise her expression doesn't change, and her thighs flex as her legs tighten a bit more.]

I am touching them, though. So your advantage doesn't appear to be helping you.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Do you want me to stop then?

[He asks oh so nonchalantly while clearly not stopping]

[rollplayinghouse]

Of course not.

[She presses her hips a little further forwards so her legs can slide a little further up his back.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He takes a step forward in return, straps willing, to press her as flush to the glass as possible. Leaning in until they are nose to nose.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[He can press her quite flush to the glass, and she is very naked and warm against him, her chest rising and falling with her breath noticeably quickly.

She tilts her head slightly and gives him a challenging look for a few seconds before leaning in the last few inches to kiss him.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He allows it!

That is to say, the slow and thorough exploration of her mouth is in stark contrast to how forcefully he is holding her against the glass. And the wings go from solid determine strokes to light unorganized flutters against her skin as he relaxes into the kiss.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Good.

She kisses him back just as thoroughly, though she's slightly less focused in the brief moments when his wings flutter against her, at one point making a small low noise in her throat. And eventually, after plenty of that, her arms strain to test his grip again.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[They are still gripped with the intent to restrain. Testing won't be enough to free herself.

But it will be enough to earn a laugh into the kiss. Intensity pulls away to place a chaste kiss to her jaw, whispering against her skin]

Come now.

I'm not going to make it that easy for you. Besides.

You'd be enjoying this so much more if you'd stop fussing.

[rollplayinghouse]

[hums a little at the lips on her skin, and flexes her arms again]

Why is it that you always think I'm fussing? I'm just not going to make it that easy for you, either.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And why's that?

Have my previous performances been something less than satisfactory?

[rollplayinghouse]

Never.

But you don't like it as much if it's easy, right?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'd like it much better if we were on the bed. Unless you're that fond of the glass.

[rollplayinghouse]

So take us to bed, then.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[There's a pause as he considers this. Is this a trap? Could certainly be.

But another moment of deliberation, and he slides his hands from her wrists and down the length of her back.

Your move, Maki]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She doesn't do anything but move her arms to wrap around his shoulders and shift her weight so she's sitting on his hips rather than braced against the glass. Rather than untangle her legs from behind him she appears to intend to be carried.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Well then.

Carried she will be.

Almost all the way to the bed before he very unceremoniously tries to toss her on top of it. (Though considering her position and the straps, who knows if that isn't going to send him toppling as well.)]

[rollplayinghouse]

[In fact she does not seem interested in being separated from him, so while she sprawls back when tossed she definitely tugs him down on top of her, hands gripping his shirt and the strap taut at his back again when she withdraws her legs.]

You could have just come to the bed to start with.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And give you that for free.

Never.

[A smug grin even as he's tugged down. He rests his forearms on either side of her head to not put his full noodley weight on her. And also pointedly squirms against the strap in an attempt to remove it.

Can this come off now?]