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]

I...

[Nothing follows, and eventually she grabs his wrist so he won't leave before she's figured out anything else to say.

It's--a lot to parse, all at once, but it's so rare that she hears this many words in a row about feelings come out of his mouth that, dream or no, she doesn't interrupt, even though there are so many small things she'd otherwise grab onto to dismiss the whole argument. (Pretty? Brave? Lucky? No way.)

Her cheeks darken nonetheless, and she can't just sit here going in circles forever, and starts again, slow.]

I...don't need you to do nothing like that. You're doing--good.

[She looks up at his face, and down at her lap and the weaving of their legs, and eventually, over to where she's still got his wrist held fast. At length she loosens her grip, slipping her hand around his instead.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates, when she takes his hand, like he's not sure he should. But it's hard not to accept it when he wants it this badly, so he gives in - laces their fingers together, and presses his palm to her palm.]

I mean. Am I?

I been trying a long time, but, like - we're half-dressed in some dream about a game? So. I mean. It kinda looks like I ain't doing a great job pretending.

[unbr8kable]

...Well, I mean, fair point. But...maybe that ain't so bad.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah?

[unbr8kable]

Yeah?

...I mean. Yeah. Sure. Yeah.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Okay. Uh.

[He flushes, a little - glances aside.]

Okay.

[unbr8kable]

Okay. Good.

[crossmyheartandhope]

So, like... now what?

If it ain't bad, but it also ain't... fair. Then what?

[unbr8kable]

[considers]

...It's only bad-weird if he's not into it. If he was...it'd be okay-weird, I guess.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... I'm pretty sure it's still bad-weird if you're not into it.

[unbr8kable]

[Coughs a little, looking a bit off to the side to hide the heat in her cheeks]

Pretty sure I'm not the issue here. So--so long as we got a read on that, then we'll be decided, right? So.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean. A read on... what, exactly?

Cause.

Cause I'm, like. Real into it.

[He's blushing to his ears, at this point.]

[unbr8kable]

Sure, sure.

Anyways... Weird dream, but I guess this hasn't been a bad talk. Can't complain too much.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah. Uh.

Sorry for the... weird.

[unbr8kable]

[Squeezes his knee a little, between her legs]

Pretty sure you're not the one who gotta apologize about that, either. ...Sorry, to, ah. Yeah.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shivers a little, despite himself.]

Naw, I didn't - I didn't mind. It was - good.

[unbr8kable]

Well, I mean. That was the point and all.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes even darker, at that - glances away.]

Yeah. I mean... yeah.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah. Uh, so.

[She dips her gaze as well, scratching the back of her head]

[crossmyheartandhope]

So...

So now what?

[unbr8kable]

Dunno. Usually I've died or woken up by now...lucid dreaming ain't really my strong suit. What do you wanna do?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I dunno. I guess I ain't so hot at it, either.

[He falters to a stop.]

[Honestly, getting out of the changing room is the obvious answer, but that means her moving, and,]

[unbr8kable]

[Gives him a look]

It's just a dream. Shouldn't take that much thinking.

[crossmyheartandhope]

S... sorry.

Uh. I guess, uh. We do whatever we wanna do?

[unbr8kable]

...If you don't wanna do anything, that's fine. Maybe if I try I can actually get a nap in before waking up.