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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[fullbodied]

[so this one is very clearly a room in Wild City— though things shift slightly along the edges, the fluid way they do in dreams. But ultimately, you know who the room belongs to!

Because there is north, with her hair down, and basically only in nightgown which is half off her shoulders.

Also, honestly, it’s very warm there. Kind of infectiously so.]

Hey.

[she sounds a little embarrassed as she says it]

[foolmetwice]

[HELLO MARS IS HERE. . . he too is dressed cozily in a pair of black and white pajamas that are way too big for him and thus hang loosely off his hips and collarbone. North wouldn't realize it, but it's the same pair he received when he first arrived to Tokyo-F]

[he looks a bit startled to be here, gaze flickering around the room before it settles on Ann]

Hhhhhhey??

[fullbodied]

[honestly, his expression gets a little smile out of her. Don’t look so startled? But also, she gets it.]

You look super surprised. C’mere.

[she says, but really, she’s standing up to approach him. Because why not.]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . huffs a bit, relaxing as she approaches. this looks ssssafe? if a bit muggy and uncomfortable]

I am surprised. I don't remember visiting Wild City today. . .

[fullbodied]

[it is a bit muggy there, which it’s fine. She doesn’t seem to notice right now, she’s just going to consider for a moment, now that she’s in his space.]

Honestly, it’s a little bit fuzzy to me. I feel like you did— but I’m glad you’re here anyway? I like having you around.

[foolmetwice]

[tugs at the collar of his shirt, because he has noticed the mugginess. and it certainly has nothing to do with her outfit. probably]

Ah. . .

[a bit embarrassed]

. . . well. I like-- hanging out with you, too.

[fullbodied]

Yeah.

[see she’s in his space. But at the same time, she’s not crossing any boundaries. She’s just close.]

Hey, so...

[and then she blushes, fumbling the words.]

I know— what we said... [she pauses again] What we said earlier? [it was a game? Or— actually, her head feels fuzzy.] But can we... um...

[pretend for a few minutes it doesn’t matter? But she doesn’t know how to say that in a way that implies he doesn’t matter— or that prim doesn’t matter. It’s one of the few times she’s a t a loss for words.]

[foolmetwice]

[that]

[takes him off guard, and he suddenly freezes, blinking down at her with a slack expression. when did she get so close?? was she always this close??]

[he can see the gentle curves of her body through her nightgown, and that is definitely not something he should be focusing on right now but oh god is he focusing on it]

W-- what?

[fullbodied]

[a pause as she follows his eyes for a moment— and just slooooowly, she turns a little redder. Hey maybe this is good, because also outside of... maybe a flash of ankle or leg when she turns him back human, she admits to being curious.

Very curious.

So maybe right now it doesn’t matter. Actually, it definitely doesn’t matter. She could say anything and, well, it’d be fine. At least, that’s what she’s telling herself.]

Mars, you should kiss me.

[nihilmancy]

[Oh, she only met this girl a couple of times. But she is nice, and Wild City are allies. So being here is nice. And somehow she is in a night gown as well?

And intensely aware of how beautiful that north is.]

Um, ah, hello.

[fullbodied]

[and her skin gets a little redder— almost like a shyness instinct.

She isn’t used to having wandering dreams of this nature.]

Welcome to my room! Sorry it’s a little bit messy.

[the distance magically is shrinking between them]

[nihilmancy]

Oh, no, do not worry, it is fine.

[Sekhmet is flushed herself, and her body is so warm and the room is so warm. It's the sort of warmness that lulls you into a haze and relaxes you but makes you want to do things.]

[fullbodied]

Do you need to sit down?

[she looks a little concerned but also— hey. It’s a dream. And concern leads people to do well meaning... but sometimes dumb things.]

[nihilmancy]

Ah, um, yes.

[She sits down next to North. And quite reflexively, reaches out her hand to touch her cheek. So soft.]

[fullbodied]

[oh— she looks a little surprised to feel the hand on her cheek. But also, it’s nice? Yes. It’s nice to think about. And Sekhmet is very cute, even if she’s never talked to her for long.]

Hey, relax.

[she uses her hand to brush strands of hair out of her face, her fingers gently brushing across her skin]

[nihilmancy]

Oh, um, yes, okay!

[North's fingers feel so nice through her hair, and cool against her skin. She reciprocates that by putting her hand on North's bare shoulder.]

[fullbodied]

[oh, that gets a little bit of a blush out of her, and she pauses, looking at her, blue eyes tracing over her skin for a moment-- and well.

Honestly, she's leaning in a little bit.]

We've never really chatted for long, have we?

[artisticliberty]

[fox is dressed down as well--in a simple pair of black pants that cling to his skin and hang low on his waist, and a sheer white buttoned shirt that is only half buttoned at the top, revealing a hint of skin at his stomach]

North? You are...

[he's immediately distracted by her, his eyes unsubtly taking in the sight of her like this]

[fullbodied]

Fox!

[her face lights up a little to see him, and she stands up. Which makes the nightgown cling just a little more.

But then she realizes what he is wearing and her cheeks go a little pink.]

Welcome to my room.

[artisticliberty]

[goodness, that material is certainly.....clingy /////]

It is my first time in your room... is that alright?

[fullbodied]

I think so! I don't feel bad with you in here, you know.

[though it certainly is a little bit like a jungle in there. But, hey, she's magically in his space now! it's fine, though, right?]

[artisticliberty]

[she is very much in his space. he swallows for no particular reason at all]

I am glad to hear that. I... like being here with you. In your private space.

[fullbodied]

I'm in your space too, huh?

[she realizes, and yet, she's staring intently up at him? how strange.]

[artisticliberty]

[his cheeks are dusted pink, his eyes hesitantly meeting hers]

Yes. You are welcome in my space.

[fullbodied]

[she reaches up to cup his cheeks in her hands.]

You're blushing, you know that?

[though, she is too. hm...!]