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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[rollplayinghouse]

Ah.

[She also looks him up and down]

...It looks pretty good on you.

[avestan]

You're not looking bad at all yourself.

[rollplayinghouse]

Well, I do my best.

[walks over closer to him]

[avestan]

[leans forward in her direction a little]

So what's the plan for tonight?

[rollplayinghouse]

[brushes unnecessarily close to him as she passes by to pick up a bottle from one of the tables]

I was thinking we could start by having some wine and watching the sunset.

[avestan]

[watching her appreciatively as she goes]

I'll never turn down wine and sunsets.

[rollplayinghouse]

[she pours two glasses and turns back to offer one to him]

Then let's sit on the edge of the roof.

[avestan]

[takes the glass and inclines his head in thanks]

After you.

[rollplayinghouse]

[She just smiles a little before going that way, brushing too close again. She sets her glass on the roof ledge before hopping up to sit on it, swinging her legs to the outside]

[avestan]

[likewise setting his glass down, then sitting very very close to her]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her hand settles casually on his thigh, fingers just touching the top band of his stockings]

[avestan]

[grins, his cheeks darkening a bit]

...So, you like guys in skirts?

[rollplayinghouse]

Yeah. That's pretty well-known, at this point... Lucifel paid Mars five thousand points to wear a skirt for me at his maid cafe live.

[avestan]

Man, that guy just keeps fleecing him...

[shakes his head in amusement and reaches for his glass]

[rollplayinghouse]

He also didn't tell Mars it was for me at the time. So that was a little embarrassing.

[She doesn't sound particularly embarrassed, though, and while she also picks up her wine glass with her outside hand, she traces the edge of his bare skin with a finger.]

[avestan]

Hah, of course he didn't. What an asshole.

[but he's less interested in that topic than he is in what her hand's doing]

This isn't really a look I'd normally go for, but it's not too bad if you like it.

[rollplayinghouse]

[flattens her palm on his bare thigh]

It makes it more exciting if it's something you wouldn't normally wear, doesn't it?

[avestan]

It does. And you wanna know something interesting about it?

[rollplayinghouse]

Of course. What is it?

[avestan]

Nothing under the skirt.

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her fingers twitch slightly against his thigh, and then she slides her hand another couple of inches up towards the edge of the skirt.]

Ah, you spoiled it.

[avestan]

Whoops~ Did you want to find out on your own?

[rollplayinghouse]

Obviously I wanted to find out on my own.

[she casually sips more of her wine before her hand turns so she can slip her fingers just under the fabric.]

I guess I'll just have to make sure you're telling the truth.

[avestan]

[there's definitely a slight bit of a tent in the skirt now]

I do lie about these things sometimes, that's true. You'd better check.

[rollplayinghouse]

Hmm.

[with the ghost of a smirk on her face, she pulls her hand away]

I'd better gather all the evidence, then.

[check: tent in the skirt. Instead of sliding up his thigh, her hand brushes lightly over the bulge in the fabric, then again with more pressure, feeling the shape]