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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[unbr8kable]

[Purses her lips, then tries something closer to actual massage, going up and down the sides of his thighs while gently pressing over his hamstrings. Seemed like it might be good?]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[There's more tension in the leg - or maybe there's just more tension in his body, like he's bracing himself for something.]

[He takes a quick breath in, like he means to speak. Doesn't say anything.]

[Lets it carry on in silence for another couple of seconds before he takes another breath in and says:]

But I don't think it will be.

Too... too much, I mean. With you.

[unbr8kable]

...?

[She looks up, confused, like she hadn't expected him to speak up--like she's not sure what to make of it]

I...doing that bad...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

...nah. You're -

You're doing real good.

[unbr8kable]

Oh yeah?

[Her hand's come to a stop; in the meantime she swipes idly over the crease of his knee with her thumb, a nervous movement]

Good reviews for next time I'm on manservant duty?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His leg twitches a little, involuntary, at the idle swipe of her fingers over sensitive skin.]

[He hesitates, trying to parse what she's just said - turns the words "next time" over in his brain until they almost stop making sense.]

[At last he turns his head, so that he's facing out toward her, instead of in toward the couch back. His tone is almost careful.]

You really think they're gonna have another game like this...?

[unbr8kable]

[She shrugs, glancing up at his face, since it's there]

What, making plans for next time already?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I - I mean.

[His face is flushed, and his hair is rumpled. He looks flustered and a little hopeful, and like he's trying hard to tamp down on both.]

You're the one who brought up next time. So.

[unbr8kable]

[Stares at him, brows ridged. Eventually takes two and two, and--amazingly--comes up with four]

You wanna get on my dance card, huh? Even before we're even all done here, what a stud I am.

[Waggles her eyebrows]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Flushes darker, and won't quite meet her gaze.]

I mean. We don't gotta? If you don't wanna, or whatever.

[unbr8kable]

[Hesitates]

...Prolly should leave that one up to you.

[Rallies a bit]

I mean...you got like 2 more minutes of bossdom, what if you change your mind?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates - shifts a little. Then, careful, he sits up. It feels too exposed, having this conversation lying down.]

...pretty sure I ain't gonna change my mind.

[unbr8kable]

[Cocks her head]

You seem pretty confident.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I know me that well, anyway.

But, like. [Hesitates.] If you're not, like - if you don't wanna? That's fine, too.

[unbr8kable]

...You think I can't take it?

[Her tone is light, her gaze off to the side a bit]

[crossmyheartandhope]

I don't want you to just take it. I mean -

[He falters to a stop; his tone is hesitant, decidedly self-conscious.]

Have you been? Just taking it? Cause. Cause I know it's for game stuff or whatever, but. But before, I kinda thought...

[He trails off, uncertain. Looks away, and bites at his lip, and glances back up, to try and gauge her expression.]

[unbr8kable]

[Her eyes flick over to catch his actions but flee when she senses him looking back. Her cheeks stay hot]

Uh--no.

[Coughs lightly; glances back over at him, almost nervous]

We haven't done anything I wasn't...uh...good with.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He takes a breath in - glances away again, face flushed, eyes downcast.]

...okay. Okay, good.

Me - me, neither. For the record.

[He hesitates a beat, and then another. And finally, more question than command:]

...c'mere?

[unbr8kable]

[She wipes the palms of her hands on the meager fabric of her skirt, and licks her lips. Stares at him another breath, as if uncertain he's actually said things he means.

Then she scoots forward; carefully places a hand at his shoulder and leans in a little]

Like this...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah.

[He tips his head up - licks at his lips, unconsciously.]

You think we could...?

[unbr8kable]

[Shifts a little, cheeks flushing darker]

You can try it, and see.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates - shifts. Hesitates again.]

[Lifts a hand, careful, to cup her cheek, and leans in to press their lips together.]

[unbr8kable]

[Meets him, gentle, and kisses back]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's softer than before; the thumb on her cheek traces a gentle path, back and forth.]

[His other hand comes up, hesitant, to settle at her waist.]

[unbr8kable]

[Her pulse is rushing, and she nuzzles into his touch a bit. Taking care, she slides her hands to curl at the nape of his neck; wisps fingers lightly over the skin there]