dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

[wotanon]

[ sexy dreams for thirsty idol bastards

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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[softlyfalling]

Jason—

[ she almost asks "what happened" and then realizes that's. a stupid question, to a certain extent, but—

skirts around the others to crouch next to him, since he's clearly awake. it feels familiar...? ]

Do you think you can move?

[mind_blown]

Yeah.

[look, he knows he's restrained, but realistically he could pull himself out. It would hurt a lot-- but he's done it before.]

I can move.

[his voice is tight, clipped.

and he doesn't exactly move.]

[softlyfalling]

[ jason you dumbass that was not a "can you dislocate your wrists" ]

...here. Let me see your wrists.

[ not that she's waiting for a response; she takes hold of his shoulders to shift him so that she can get at the rope more easily, fingers ghosting lightly over skin as she picks the knots apart. ]

[mind_blown]

[it's fairly simple! but you know, the action makes the laugh come-- closer. and he flinches at the sound.

making it clear he hears it too. but also it's hard to focus-- to not get pulled into staring at the dead, and to keep your head straight]

Careful the Joker doesn't drive you insane.

[softlyfalling]

Hh... is that who that is?

[ it is hard to focus—a little harder than she'd like to admit. she takes a moment to drag her thumbnail across the palm of her opposite hand to help ground herself, and continues.

she glances aside, finally, to the dead, for a long moment. ]

They're not going to get me like this.

[mind_blown]

Then you're lucky.

[he admits carefully-- another blast of laughter as he rubs his wrists.

The corpses-- twitch? with another blast of laughter]

[softlyfalling]

[ shakes her head, and—maybe it's a little bit of an overstep, but rubs her thumbs at his wrists to help massage them. a brief flicker of a rueful smile. ]

No, I'm not.

[ she jerks her head toward the... ???bodies??? ]

Do you know—if they...

[mind_blown]

[the boy slowly lifts his head and calls out--]

"Please help me..."

[the joker laughs. again. and it's obvious that Jason goes still, like that laughter is haunting him personally.]

If they... what?

[softlyfalling]

...I was going to ask if they're alive. So, answered.

Are you hurt? We should—you and them, should get out of here.

[mind_blown]

They're not.

[he runs a hand through his hair.]

It's a memory, they're never gonna survive this. No matter what I do.

[softlyfalling]

[ her face falls, transparently, and she looks stricken for a moment before her mouth thins into a line. ]

...ah.

I suppose that's... how it goes, isn't it.

[mind_blown]

That's... how it goes.

[the joker laughs in the background, and he flinches again, before allowing himself to lean against her.]

[softlyfalling]

[ she threads her arm under his to hold him up, taut muscle against his back, and casts around looking for an exit. ]

...Does it help if there's other sounds?

[mind_blown]

[he starts to open his mouth to say something, anything, but... well, the laughter starts again.]

... Distractions. Distractions help.

[until he wakes up.]

[softlyfalling]

...all right.

[ at least... tugging him around a pile of boxes out of sight of the... bodies. ]

So, er... I'm reading this mystery novel that was recommended to me, and—

[ she starts describing, at length, the plot to this book, which is some sort of locked room mystery. It'd be a little easier to follow if she didn't keep losing her train of thought every other time the laughter starts up again. ]

[mind_blown]

[look it's fine, he will listen. he likes books a lot, especially the classics. so if they can trade those recommendations but he does know the one thing that worked...

and maybe it's just shit impulse control, but he leans in and suddenly kisses her]

[softlyfalling]

[ listen it occurred to her but it wouldn't be her if she didn't at least try something very boring first,

there's a sort of moment where she pauses, surprised, and pulls him against her by the front of his shirt, stumbling into a backstop of a bunch of crates. ]

[mind_blown]

[he didn't expect that she would grab him so hard, so it's easy to pull him-- but the laughter feels distantly like it's gotten more intense.

but it also feels distant, something he can live with as his hand moves to the back of her head, pulling her more firmly into the kiss]

[softlyfalling]

Nnh—

[ she parts her lips for him, smoothing her hands down around his sides and to rest at the small of his back, now that she's pulled him against her. ]

[mind_blown]

[he pressed against her, but his lips don't stay on her lips-- he starts kissing along the lines of her neck. his hand drops to her shirtline, to start pulling it up.]

Keeps happening...

[softlyfalling]

Funny, how that works...

[ she doesn't resist him tugging at her shirt, and leans into the kisses; her own fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt. ]

...a lot more engaging than my book summaries, huh.

[mind_blown]

Not Nero...

[his teeth bite at her neck and the shirt slides up. his hands move to press against her breasts.]

I like reading.

[there's a clanking sound in the distance but he's focused on her]

[softlyfalling]

[ she makes a soft whine in the back of her throat, and just pulls his shirt up to slide her hands over his back, thumbs running around the line of his waistband. ]

...well. Nn, maybe... later.

[mind_blown]

[she might feel the beginnings of a new scar along his side as she does that but otherwise...]

You ever read Alexander Dumas....?

[his knee slides up, between her legs, as they talk, and he pulls back enough to just fully remove her shirt]

[softlyfalling]

Not—hh, not yet—I'm still... not that far into the fiction section, but.

[ everyone needs shirts off now. one shirt is too many, so she's attempting to pull his off, too, all the while rolling her hips a little to grind against him. ]

Tell me about it...?