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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[There isn't any more to the thought when she says it, and once he stops, it takes her another few breaths to catch up enough to be able to start thinking again. Even before then she is very, very aware of the contact on her skin, too close and yet too far--too carefully, surreally still, like a program waiting for a command--like imagination trying to stay in a dream after having mostly woken up.

And it's suddenly clear how this can't, couldn't be real, to be fitted together so neatly--treated so preciously--for everything to feel so right.

It comes on slowly enough that she doesn't attempt to scramble away or anything, not that that would do anything to calm her pulse or dull the flush over her body. Still, it's probably obvious from this close how the long, shaky breath she draws isn't quite the same timbre as before.]

Ah...

[crossmyheartandhope]

...Nem?

[He hesitates, then eases back, just a little - just enough to peer up at her expression. There's a small crease between his brows, and his eyes flicker back and forth, searching her face.]

Is this...?

[unbr8kable]

[Her cheeks are still flushed, embarrassment creeping across her face but mostly landing at wry]

Uh...yeah. I mean, it's...natural, I guess...for a growing kid...? Maybe ate something strange before bed or something...

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates longer, this time; licks at his lips, unconsciously.]

D'you, like. D'you want me to -

[Keep going, he means to say, but the words trail off. He can feel his own cheeks burning - ducks his head, a little, glancing away.]

What - do you want me to do?

[unbr8kable]

[She looks at him, and shifts her legs, a little, and looks away, face even warmer]

I, uh, pretty sure Hurricane would be, uh. Maybe not okay with that.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He stares at her for a long couple of beats, face blank, trying to puzzle out what the hell that is even supposed to mean.]




[But, nope, staring doesn't help it make any more sense, actually.]

...huh?

[unbr8kable]

[Helpfully(?)]

Real Hurricane, I mean. This is a dream, y'know?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[.....oh.]

[That. That explains a whole lot, honestly. Of course she wouldn't be here with him like this, unless it was a dream.]

[His face probably registers it, in little flickers that he doesn't quite manage to mask: understanding, and then disappointment, and then something very like hurt, before he tamps it down.]

[He eases back some, to give her more space.]

Well. Well, I mean. It's a dream anyway, right? So it's not gonna hurt nothing.

And - and even in a dream, I know I'm cool with whatever you wanna try.

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Of course you are. But wet dreams about your important people without permission seems at least a little weird?

[Honestly considers the logistics for a beat. Then shakes her head; continues tone gentler and with a crooked little smile]

...Definitely sure he'd think it was weird, he's not into that stuff. And I don't wanna hurt him. He's too important. ...Guess you know that already.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean. I think I got a pretty good idea what I'm into? And something like this is gonna do the opposite of hurt me.

[But he hesitates at the first part of what she said - flushes, guilty, and glances away.]

[That bridge has definitely already been crossed a few times, but there is a big difference between being embarrassed and vaguely self-conscious afterward and having it spelled out during the dream itself, by the person you're dreaming about.]

But... yeah. I guess - yeah.

If it's, like... weird to dream about that kinda stuff, maybe we better not.

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I mean, it...happens, just 'cause I'm sitting here talking to myself over it don't mean there's a problem. It's natural; not gonna go more blind or nothing.

And-- I mean. Definitely better than most dreams, that's for damned sure. Bonertime vs. Azzy's Mansion Part 5000, kind of a clear winner here, 'least for me. Just...

[Runs out of steam and trails off, face warm again]

...Doesn't seem fair to him.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You really think it ain't fair?

Even if it's, like... natural?

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If he ain't into that kinda thing. 'Cause that's natural, too, I guess.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean.

What if he is into that kinda thing?

Cause. Cause I'm pretty sure I'm into that kinda thing...?

[unbr8kable]

You may be into that kind of thing, but he is definitely not into that kind of thing. Trust me, I would know.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I hope you'd know?

Like... I kinda told you.

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[...Looks blankly]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Not now, I mean. But, like - before.

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[Thinks back

Thinks further back



Looks down a little, the wry smile returning]

Yeah, so...like I said.

[crossmyheartandhope]

What's that... even mean.

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Means I know what you're getting at. I'm not gonna beef it again, don't worry.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You ain't the one who messed it up.

[There's a beat while he glances down, and away.]

...don't worry. I wouldn't be saying nothing if it wasn't a dream.

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Yeah...I know.

[She sighs and looks away herself, shoulders sagging.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

So.... so you don't got nothing to worry about. Kay? I ain't gonna make it weird again.

[Pauses - winces, a little.]

I mean. Weirder. I guess if it's, like... weird now, we should probly call it quits.

[unbr8kable]

[Very careful]

...Call what quits?