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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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Huffs. Disgruntled.

Why is there talking when other things could be happening?]

Yes. It was a problem.

Was my flinging it across the room somehow ambiguous?

[rollplayinghouse]

[This is a good question she would also like to know the answer to.]

...No, I got that. But it's not like I knew it was over the line was ahead of time. And I didn't really want to do it in the first place, so I wasn't planning on ever doing it again. Was that ambiguous?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just sighs]

Why are you picking a fight with me?

[rollplayinghouse]

I don't want to fight! I want to have sex! But it's not fun when you're clearly twitchy and worried I'm going to do something!

Why did you even bring that up? Why did you act like I was planning something other than getting you in bed? Why did you stop me from touching you and hold me at literal arm's length?

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just looks at her so utterly confused. Like he doesn't know how to answer her questions. Because he doesn't.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then stop complaining if we both want the same thing!

[And he's going to try to kiss her to prevent any more annoying questions]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She is not really sure that resolves anything.

But she does very much want to have sex, and he's wearing far too many clothes, so she starts to tug at the fastenings of his jacket as she kisses back with hopefully enough passion to express that.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He mutters something unintelligible around the kiss. Or what I guess can be called or a kiss. Or could also be called Intensity trying to dominate every inch of Maki's mouth with his own.

Yes, yes. Dear. He gets the picture.

And he arches his back, trying to pull the jacket off while still staying liplocked the whole time]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Presumably his clothes have an opening for his wings and this is not an entirely fruitless endeavor.

Because Maki certainly does not appear to be interested in breaking the kiss to make this easier, holding him close by his shirt even as she tries to help push the jacket off his shoulders without looking properly.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Dream logic states that even if impractical or maybe even illogical, the jacket comes off. But Intensity being Intensity, he still has at least a layer of clothes to work through.

She, on the other hand, is still very naked which means Intensity's hands can now wander to the warm skin of her breast, her stomach, and her sides uninterrupted.

If she wants to level the rest of the playing field, that's on her]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She certainly isn't going to do it immediately. His hands on her skin are thoroughly distracting, and she makes a noise low in her throat as she arches up against him, her hands not doing anything but continuing to grip his shirt so he can't move away.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Move away? Why would he want to move away?

Well unless she means move lower with his mouth - which is definitely happening as he shifts to kiss the side of her neck. And then slowly work a dark mark there with tongue and teeth.]

[rollplayinghouse]

Ah—!

[Her freed mouth immediately releases a gasp, and as she trembles slightly under his teeth she hooks a leg around his and uses that leverage to press up flush against him, naked body against his clothed one.

Clothes are so inconvenient. Maybe she should have dreamed everyone else naked, too.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Maybe you should have dreamed everyone else naked, too.

Though Intensity certainly doesn't mind this sensation as he slides his body against hers. And his teeth still work to darken the mark on her neck.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[The flush of pain and arousal that keeps running through her as he works at the bruise on her neck makes her whole body feel hot, and she makes a frustrated noise as she rubs against him. Finally her hands move, yanking his shirt up so she can at least get her hands under it to run over bare skin.]

Don't... tease me, right now.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He laughs against the skin of her neck, dragging over the fresh mark with his tongue.]

Oh.

So you'd just rather I take you?

[rollplayinghouse]

[she shudders, though whether it's at the touch of his tongue or his words is unclear]

Yes.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Then give him a few to sit back on his heels and remove the rest of his clothing. Unless she'd like to do the honors, of course.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She'd rather watch and let that happen more efficiently. She removes her hands from his shirt to get out of the way.

But she can't sit back quietly.]

Take me. Make me feel it. I want you to fuck me until I can't think of anything else and I don't want it to ever stop.

[just in case he still had any doubts]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Yes, exactly. You see! Less talking, more doing is so much more preferable to everything.

And once he does let the last article of clothing fall unceremoniously to the floor, he's back on top of her again. Tongue sliding roughly into her mouth as his still human hand slides between her thighs.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She kisses back aggressively, hands sliding over his now-bare chest and shoulders and into his hair, and lifting her hips again. She is definitely very wet to the touch between her legs.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Oh good.

That will make it easier to slip two fingers inside her while the heel of his palm presses up roughly and grinds against some other sensitive parts]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her fingers curl, nails digging in at his collarbones, her legs splay wider to give him room to move and her more leverage. She shifts needily back against his hand even with the rough contact, and her moan when she does so is muffled by his tongue.]