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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[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.

[sancrimony]

[ you can do this lucifel

You can

You can kiss him

You can kiss him without stabbing him or killing him or hurting him you can do it. You can even show him a nice time. You can be a not awful fish. Look you made him feel good with your singing so you can do that with kissing too -

Only, like. In moderation. Be good. Just be good.

with a renewed nervousness, he lets his hands rest against hurricane's shoulders for a moment before he tilts his head - the kiss is slow, gentle, certainly chaste for the moment ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He goes still for a beat or two - uncertain in a way that has nothing to do with the nerves from before.]

[The chapel was a long time ago, but it's hard to forget something like that.]

[But a second becomes two, and no pain comes with the kiss, and he thaws, a little, leaning into it.]

[sancrimony]

[ he lets their lips part after a moment - just briefly, before he kisses him again; it's still chaste, but this time it lingers, like he's warming them up ]