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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[unbr8kable]

[It's whatever she dreams it to be]

Definitely the kinda night to go down in the history books. That time we ended up as drowned rats, or whatever...

[She continues stripping down, shirt and slacks and (with minimal hesitation) underwear. Then she pads over behind Requiem and leans in to goose her, skin cool against her back]

[stakesthesame]

[ it's red!! nice.

but she gasps, laughing, and jerks a little at the touch, turning around to pull the blanket over nem's shoulders. ]

Dude, you're freezing!

[unbr8kable]

It's cold! I need you to warm me up~

[presses in against her obnoxiously, showering her with loud, smacking kisses]

[stakesthesame]

[ man. this is way better than like 90% of my dreams.

but she laughs, shoving playfully at her, even as she returns those warm(comparatively) kisses. ]

You're the warmest thing in here by a long shot! Dang, girl, go sit by the fire.

[unbr8kable]

[It all just feels nice, and Nem leans in hard as Req shoves at her, just messing around. But she scoots in towards the fire soon enough, squatting a little too close to the flames, palm forward]

Oof. I feel freezer-burned...

[stakesthesame]

[ grins, following and settling in front of the fire next to her, facing away; her wings are bigger and wetter and more dense and will take more to dry, so she fluffs them up.

her hand reaches out to smooth along nem's thigh, though, with a sympathetic noise. ]

Your skin's all red, too.

[unbr8kable]

Ooh...

[her whole leg twitches, goosepimpling at the faint touch]

Wh-what do you expect? Your hand's cold...

[she doesn't particularly attempt to avoid the touch, however, laying her own hand easy at Req's inner thigh]

[stakesthesame]

[ ahhh... shivers, herself, but more from the comparative warmth of nem's touch, but shifts a little closer, her cheeks red from more than just the chill.

her own hand leaves off touching nem's leg and instead smooths over the hand along her own thigh, curling her fingers gently against her wrist. ]

So you're the one that should be warming me up, yeah?

[unbr8kable]

[shivers here again, though it has little to do with temperature. her good hand stays where it is, thumb stroking lightly over what it can reach in no particular hurry at all. her other hand reaches over as well, trailing a warm line from Req's elbow to her shoulder to the tip of her chin, the heating elements inside glowing a faint purple]

If that's what you're asking, I won't say no. But you'll have to give me a little more guidance where to start...

[stakesthesame]

[ ohhhhh.... she leans into that, entirely unconscious, her eyelids drifting closed. ]

Mmm...

... lips feel kinda numb...

[unbr8kable]

Lemme take a look.

[She leans in closer, skimming a kiss at Req's jaw as her good hand slips into the valley between Req's thighs; traces two fingers over her labia.]

These ones're the problem?

[stakesthesame]

[ oh shit

she gasps, laughing, face completely red even as she squirms a little into the feeling, lifting her arms to curl around nem's shoulders. ]

Kitty...!

[unbr8kable]

[gives her an innocent peck on the mouth, even as her fingers continue to wisp gently over her mound with frequent detours over her inner thighs]

Yes? You don't think it could use some heating up?

[stakesthesame]

[ gives a pleased hum, scooching in closer to her, fitting her cold body as close as she can without disrupting the path of nem's fingers. ]

'Course I do...

[ but tilts her head, a little, to press in for a firmer kiss. ]

[unbr8kable]

[meets her eagerly, both in the kiss and out of it. she shifts closer as well, left hand cupping her cheek even as her right continues to explore.]

Mm... And it'd be rude to leave you out in the cold for too long...

[stakesthesame]

[ chuckles, a little breathless already, tilting her head into that warm metal hand even as her legs spread a little to give nem better access. ]

Totally rude-- so come on...

[unbr8kable]

Bossy...

[and then her mouth is occupied with kissing for a while, breaking their lip lock only to rain tiny kisses over her face. At the same time, the aimless swirls of her fingers seem to focus in, eventually fading to unhurried little loop-de-loops over and over and around her hood; every so often the pads of her fingers catching the nub beneath.

The pressure is still more teasing than anything, the gentle shimmer of harp strings rather than shredding an electric guitar solo; light as the feather fall of smooches over her face and neck and ears]

[stakesthesame]

[ she exhales soft little laughs at those fluttery kisses, eagerly tilting her head back to encourage more of them-- more of the warmth and attention, totally relaxed under her touch and in her presence. She shifts onto her knees to make it easier for her to rock, slow, along with the rhythm of pleasure she's started.

Her own hands unwrap from around her to skim over her sides instead, feeling delicately over the lines of muscle and thumbing along the undersides of her breasts as she smooths back up. ]

Wouldn't like me half as much if I wasn't a little bossy, baby.

[unbr8kable]

What a bossy person thing to say!

[not that she seems to have any problem with that whatsoever; Nemesis sounds more delighted than anything. She shimmies into Req's touch, just shy of eager, before taking to her knees as well for better reach. From here the light kisses can move on to Req's eyelashes and temples and trace along the shell of her ear, and pressing in a little closer she can reach the sensitive skin behind that, or just feel at being knee-to-knee and chest-to-chest.]

[stakesthesame]

You love it.

[ she gives a pleased little hum, shivering at the touch of her lips, her arms circling around her to pull her flush up against req's front-- or as flush as she can be, with a hand between her legs. those wandering hands smooth down over her butt to squeeze as she nuzzles into her neck. ]

[unbr8kable]

Now you're just fishing for compliments.

[of course her tone is far too breathless and shivery to hold any believable ire. she readily bares her neck, arches her back into Req's groping hands, happily inviting her to do as she likes. a wriggle back closer, and she extends her fingers again, trailing up and down Req's slit and dipping over her entrance]

[stakesthesame]

[ she groans, light, and presses down into those fingers, her own brushing under the curve of her ass and digging into the meat of her thigh. She peppers Nem's neck with little open-mouthed kisses, brushing her teeth along her as she pulls back. ]

Mhm... tell me I'm pretty, baby.

[unbr8kable]

[Nemesis gives a voiced little exhale, flexing her quads and glutes just to feel the pressure against Requiem's tight grip, and shudders closer best she can without letting the rhythm of her fingers falter too badly. At the run of teeth down her neck, that plan goes out the window, and her fingers go lax.]

Marceline.

A judder of her hips and a shaky breath and Nem pulls herself together enough for her fingers to curve in again, firm--retreat as Req's hips advance--tease just enough to prompt Req to chase after, though she certainly doesn't mind being caught. Eventually she can even manage some patter]

...Like I have to tell you you're gorgeous. You can't tell from how people look at you... It ain't obvious every time you pass a mirror?

[stakesthesame]

[ There's a bit of a noise-- frustrated, maybe-- as she chases that feeling and the heat of her fingers, dragging her nails back up to her lower back again. ]

Can't-- see myself in a mirror. You know that.

[ But that little hint of pleasure, of need, from Nem's voice-- she sighs, hot, against her neck, and sucks at the skin, letting her teeth rasp a little firmer against her skin. It's a dream; it's safe, there's no REAL danger here, so she doesn't have to worry about anything but the body against her and the excited jump in her pulse and getting more and more of those sweet reactions. ]

[unbr8kable]

Oh, right. Gotta make sure to look for the both of us...

[Her eyes are lidded, voice breathlessly distracted as she continues to shiver closer. The metal hand creeps up to knot in Req's hair, encouraging as the light little sounds coming from the back of her throat.

Still, Nemesis stays on target, fingers only teasing a little longer before finally pressing up into Requiem, strokes shallow but solid.]

...Okay?