dreampost: even more after dark edition (III)

[wotanon]

[ AGAIN, but this time it's future is now's fault,

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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[notadrop]

Go ahead.

[devilmightcare]

[ nice

he lifts his hand to gently stroke their hair before tangling his fingers in it, murmuring - - ]

Soft - - d'you use a fancy shampoo?

[notadrop]

[ there's a soft rumble in their throat as they tilt their head into his hand. ]

Uh, yeah? I wouldn't look this cute without, like, taking care of myself.

[devilmightcare]

[ rubbing his fingertips lightly into their scalp with a hum ]

Guess so! You must be popular.

[notadrop]

I'm the highest earner, so yeah.

[devilmightcare]

You do this kinda thing often?

[notadrop]

Uh, work at a maid cafe? Yeah, it's my job?

[devilmightcare]

Robbery's part of the job description?

[notadrop]

I only rob the scumbags that ask for sex on the first date.

And also the scumbags that ask for sex, ever.

[devilmightcare]

Oh, so the scumbags like me?

[notadrop]

That's right! 💖

[devilmightcare]

Damn, I'm really not lookin' good here, huh?

[ his fingertips trail down, against the base of their neck ]

[notadrop]

[ they shiver at that, the grip on the knife loosening ]

Uh, yeah? What, are you just now getting it?

[devilmightcare]

Well - - I'm used to lookin' good, so it's a bit of a change.

[ he doesn't move his hand further than that for the moment, stroking at their nape before sliding his hand back up to rake fingertips through their hair. ]

[notadrop]

Yeah? That just means you've been waiting for an excuse, doesn't it?

[devilmightcare]

[ he laughs - - ]

I'm not good at makin' excuses. If you couldn't tell that already.

[notadrop]

Huh.

It's my first time, you know.

[devilmightcare]

--

Shit, really?

[notadrop]

Did you really think it wasn't? Rude.

[devilmightcare]

Look, you seem pretty confident!

[notadrop]

Ummmm, because I am? Stop being fucking rude!

[devilmightcare]

[ laughs! ]

Sorry, sorry!

So - - you want to take things slow?

[notadrop]

Yeah, but you better not be gentle. I'm not like, a delicate flower or whatever, okay?

[ fraility and heart problems nonwithstanding, ]

[devilmightcare]

I mean you just tazed me and then stabbed me at least three times. So I figured that.

[ he takes a grip in their hair, gently trying to tip their head up - - if they allow that he'll try to angle his head in for a kiss. ]

[notadrop]

[ they suck in a breath at the grip, allowing him to tip their head and kiss them - tentatively they drop both their hands: one to press the flat of the knife against his chest, and the other to rest at his side, sort of restlessly. they don't really kiss back, though it's fairly clearly out of not really knowing what to do here. ]