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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[nihilmancy]

[Sekhmet sighs softly, edging into a whine. It feels so much better when she can feel the intensity of her beloved's adoration and reverence for her body, for her very person.

Observing how this talk is urging her on, Sekhmet continues.]

I have decided, then. I shall take you to the realms beyond, and you shall be my champion and my concubine. You shall do this before all of my subjects, kneeling at my throne, in my most hallowed court even as I pass judgement on the dead.

[softlyfalling]

[ whew that's—intense, but it's... roleplaying, right. roleplaying. and that's a good reaction—those soft noises, at odds with the harsh, commanding character Sekhmet's playing.

...which is cute, actually.

her middle finger joins her forefinger, and she eases them in, slipping them between the folds and inside with a gentle thrust, even as she keeps up the pressure on Sekhmet's clit. ]

[nihilmancy]

[More of that unintended softness slips through- a quiet whine as Shrike enters her, the gentle fondness with which she strokes her hair. She tenses up as the delicious sensations intensify, toes briefly curling on a pass of Shrike's tongue against her clit. She missed this.

Her other hand goes to her breast, massaging it insistently.]

And they shall see how I have mastered a fine warrior and a great beauty that she gives me such fawning service, and shall treat you as the most honored among them, for my favor is a powerful thing in the lands of spirits.

[softlyfalling]

[ she pulls back, though she keeps working with her fingers, building to harder and deeper thrusts, feeling for the places that give the best reactions—those gentle sounds—and moving her thumb to take the place of her tongue.

it’s sweet. It’s really sweet—she rises on her knees, reaching out to lay a hand against sekhmet’s cheek. ]

You know I don’t need any of those things from you. I don’t want status or favor or recognition or riches. Just, ah—

—just, your affection.

[nihilmancy]

[Sekhmet flushes, her ability to maintain this character and even her magic that maintains her ironclad confidence momentarily broken, whimpering as she bites her lip. Even in a dream Shrike has to be this sweet and sappy! But the gentle stroke of her own cheek, the smile, and those romantic words kindles a warmth in Sekhmet alongside the pleasure spreading through her body.]

Sh-Shrike, I'm trying to play a character!



...I feel the same way.

[softlyfalling]

Sssorry, I'm not very good at this, ahaha...

But maybe I just wanted to seduce you a little bit, too, Princess. Won't you run away with me?

[ and she leans down to kiss Sekhmet fervently, her fingers still keeping their rhythm between her legs and picking up the pace. ]

[nihilmancy]

[Sekhmet returns the kiss hungrily, tasting herself on Shrike's lips. She nibbles at her bottom lip with a moan as Shrike increases the pace with her fingers. She's beginning to twitch around her thrusts, her hips rocking back against Shrike.]

Nn, gods, I'd follow you anywhere. Consider me seduced.

[softlyfalling]

Even leaving your throne—even leaving your subjects—?

[ she trails her mouth down to Sekhmet's jaw, then trailing kisses down her neck and chest until her lips encircle Sekhmet's nipple. Her teeth scrape gently over the peak, and then her lips close over it again, with gentle suction, circling with her tongue. ]

[nihilmancy]

O-Oh, am I, mm, still in character? Um, well, I certainly would-

[She's interrupted with a shuddering moan when Shrike sucks on her breast. Her vision is starting to swim, everything starting dissolve in a haze of sweet warmth. She's so happy to share this intimate moment with Shrike again. She strikes up her imperious tone again, but it is shaky and strained. She gives another soft stroke of her cheek.]

V-Very good my champion. Gaze upon your highness in her ecstasy.

[softlyfalling]

I mean, you were clearly having a lot of fun, so—You're lovely, Princess.

[ she trails upwards again, to scrape her teeth against Sekhmet's neck; all the while rocking her hand into her opening harder, faster, firmer, to give her that release. ]

[nihilmancy]

[Sekhmet whines and gasps as she climaxes, gripping the sheets white-knuckled as a waves of warmth wash over her. She can feel everything so intensely, the scrape of Shrike's teeth, her fingers deep inside, the warmth of her skin, the softness of her hair.

It's so good to be with Shrike again like this. No, it feels even more safe and secure and close than before. Because she understands more about her own feelings, because Shrike means that much more to her now. Before her climax has even subsided, she tilts her chin up to pull her into another kiss, long and slow and completely comfortable as she rides out her orgasm into a pleasantly sedated buzz.]

That was so good. G-Give me a second to get back into character, I, ah- I'm still really feeling it.

[softlyfalling]

Ah, um—

[ She sits back on her heels, her features colored with a slight flush. Not too long ago she might not have interjected with some of her own ideas, but—okay, she still absolutely likes getting bossed around, it's relaxing, but—

—maybe she's starting to have her own ideas about the ideal end of a story? ]

...take as much time as you need, Milady.

[nihilmancy]

Thank you.

[Her smile is tender and soft as she cools down. She sits up and clasps Shrike's hand, interlacing their fingers, and bringing it up to give it a peck. She's still catching her breath, and a light sheen of sweat shines on her skin. The role-playing is fun, and satisfying in ways that she never expected, but even in a dream, a bit intense to keep up without a break.]

Um, would you be interested in trying a toy?

[softlyfalling]

Oh, um... we're not still playing right now, right, but...

It sort of depends, but maybe? If it's adding other kinds of sensation, then—that's the kind of thing I could like, I think.

[nihilmancy]

Mm, I've got an idea, then.

Want to, ah, s-see if I can get you to more than one orgasm? I-I always wanted to try that...

[softlyfalling]

...oh.

[ oh geez that's. that's so much attention to get it's slightly embarrassing to think about, but— ]

Well, I'm in your hands. ...I trust you.

[nihilmancy]

[Sekhmet smiles softly, brushing Shrike's hair for a moment, before the atmosphere changes drastically, and she's smirking again, and has that aura of imperious command surrounding her.]

Oh, my sweet, that was absolutely exquisite. Hmm, I think I shall take a sojourn in the mortal world after all, It has been many long years, and I wish to see how life has changed. You, of course, shall be my partner and companion.

In any event, superb service deserves a reward, and reward you I shall. Very thoroughly.

[She leans in, brushing Shrike's lips with her own, as claws trail lightly down her back and sides, not even scratching but making their stinging touch known.]

[softlyfalling]

[ Shrike sucks in a sharp breath at the touch, her eyes fluttering closed. ]

As you see fit—I'll be honored.

[nihilmancy]

Mm, what a good retainer.

[Sekhmet deepens the kiss, lightly scraping her claws down her collarbone and between Shrike's breasts, her tongue seeking entrance into her lover's mouth, breath hot and panting.

Her clawed finger suddenly flicks against Shrike's breast, drawing another line of tricking blood.]

[softlyfalling]

[ Shrike makes a soft, quiet sigh in the back of her throat and she yields, her lips parting.

Getting Sekhmet off had given her a chance to calm down, a little, but the arousal's still been there, coiled in her every muscle, and now it's burning hot again at Sekhmet's warm mouth on hers, and the sharp flick of claws against her skin. Her back arches, just slightly; her hands clutch at Sekhmet's waist. ]

[nihilmancy]

Yes, embrace me. Hold your mistress close, for she adores you beyond measure.

[Seeing Shrike in the throes of such passion emboldens Sekhmet again, and she leans down to lick the blood from Shrike's breast, and sink her teeth in. This time it's a different side from where she took the blood before, and her bite is more aggressive- but the loss of blood brings only pain and a sweet narcotic pleasure rather than serious harm. Sekhmet hums pleased as she laps at Shrike's blood, warm and sweet to her tongue. Her hand is unclawed now as it trails down Shrike's abdomen, teasingly tracing the outer folds of her sex.]

[softlyfalling]

Hh, ah, fuck—

...ahh.

[ her voice pitches upward and then trails off, in a dreamily content way as she relaxes into the feeling, although her breath still hitches a little as Sekhmet's fingers trail down between her legs.

her hands don't grip quite so hard at Sekhmet's waist, but slide down to alight gently on her thighs, fingers pressing in to the soft, smooth skin. ]

[nihilmancy]

[The blood fills Sekhmet with a kind of pleasure for herself, a cool pleasant feeling of the lifeforce of her beloved flowing into her. A wonderful sensation that revives a bit of the tingling heat in her loins, or perhaps makes the residual sensation of her last climax that much sweeter.]

Mm, you taste better then any I'd had before. I am growing addicted to you.

[When she's done drinking, she grabs both of Shrike's breasts roughly in each hand, squeezing and kneading hard, tugging and twisting her nipples with a sadistic grin.]

[softlyfalling]

[ She cries out, and then the sound peters off into whimpering—it's more pain than pleasure, although some of it loops back around to the other side, floating atop the heady residual sensation of the bite. Curling in on herself and gasping for breath, her nails dig hard into Sekhmet's thighs. ]

[nihilmancy]

[She keeps that up just long enough to start to overwhelm Shrike with the sensations, then leans in, tenderly kissing and licking all over her breasts; maybe a little too tenderly for her character, but she can't help it, Shrike is so beautiful and she loves making her feel good. But the commanding, confident aura remains around Sekhmet, and there's no hesitation in her actions.

She cups Shrike's slit, massaging her and gradually working a finger in to tease at her entrance. All the while Sekhmet whispers praises of her beauty, of what a good servant and retainer she is, how she shall surrender to her mistress.]