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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[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, softly - tucks himself closer into Lucifel. He shifts his arms, settling into the embrace a bit more.]

[sancrimony]

[ his heart still feels like it's in his ears - but it's somehow more bearable now, and he hums softly, something incoherent but if hurricane's ever heard persephone sing it's a melody like that, with forgotten parts that he makes up himself to compensate -

and it feels mesmerizing, entrancing, it's a sound that could lull someone to sleep if it didn't have some vestiges of nervous excitement in the fringes of it - even if the intimacy is no longer at the forefront of his mind it's still a reason why his heart's in his head, right underneath the curve of his skull and closer to the base of his neck, than in his chest - but even so, this

this is nice. it's just nice - that's all it has to be, all it needs to be, and isn't that fine? ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Oh.]



[That's.... oh.]

[He falls into the soft sound of the humming easily, falls into it readily. More of the tension bleeds away, and even if he's intimately aware of the weight of Lucifel in his lap, and of what they're here to do, and of the fact that Lucifel has a square he needs checked off, too -]



[- it's true. This is nice.]

[sancrimony]

[ so he continues, letting the song end at a natural stop, and he presses his face to his shoulder, breathing out a content sigh ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He's quiet for a long couple of seconds.]

[Then, softly:]

You sing real nice.

[sancrimony]

- ahaha . . .

[ softly, a little sheepish laugh ]

My Ani-ue sings much better than I do, though. I think, that's more a blessing of this.

[ with a little flop of his fin ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

For real? It changes how you sing?

[sancrimony]

I think . . . maybe, it feels better - ? Like - it's easier to convey how I feel.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Was that...

...how you felt? Like, calm, and - and kind of -

[He doesn't want to say it. If he says it, and he's wrong, that feels like admitting too much.]

[sancrimony]

. . . Mmm. It felt nice - that's just what I was thinking.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...it did feel nice.

I mean. It still does.

[sancrimony]

[ with a tilt of his head, considering it some before he speaks ]

I can do it again . . . ?

[crossmyheartandhope]

If... if that's cool?

It was kinda like a - a feedback loop, or something. Cause I thought it was nice, and you thought it was nice, so it was just, like. Extra nice?

[sancrimony]

[ shifting to nuzzle him a little, eyes pressed to the crook of his neck ]

It was nice. I don't mind at all.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Okay. Yeah, that - sounds good.

And -

[He hesitates.]

Maybe after that, we better start yours? You still got a square, right?

[sancrimony]

It's fine - sitting like this is a square too, so it's alright. 

[ with a lilt to the last word, an idle hum ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh. Uh. If you're sure.

But, like.

[Hesitates a little longer, this time.]

...I feel like the other one's not as, like - easy? So if you wanted to get that out of the way, we could. And then - this part, you could always do over later. Cause it's, like. It's easier.

[sancrimony]

[ with some consideration now, a pause - is this - meant to be read as anything more than trying to help? ]

. . . Is this . . .

[ he struggles, to find the right words; in his struggle he speaks as though he's shy, ]

Have you any - uhm . . . experience, in this sort of thing . . . ?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... some?

From that one kissing game.

[sancrimony]

[ abruptly feeling a little - not quite out of his depth but rather, keenly aware of being in his depth in the same space as someone who isn't, and he murmurs ]

. . . Then, it's fine - if we take it slowly . . .

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... if you don't wanna, that's okay, too?

However - however you wanna go, dude, it's your square. I don't want you doing something you don't wanna do.

Okay?

[sancrimony]

[ with a nod, carefully slow - he wonders if it would make hurricane feel better if he's the uncertain one, the one needing comfort ]

It's alright if I want to, then - right . . . ?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah. If you wanna, it's for sure alright.

But - I mean. Do you wanna?

[sancrimony]

. . . If it's . . .

If it's really alright, I want to . . .

[crossmyheartandhope]

Okay.

...okay. As long as you wanna.