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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[420blazeit]

Why would you think I'd leave?

[selfpreservationist]

You'd find someone else... you'd have no more need of me... you'd resent me... there's any number of reasons.

[420blazeit]

You'll leave me before I leave you.

[selfpreservationist]

No, I won't. You're mine.

[420blazeit]

You'll find someone better.

[selfpreservationist]

Stop it...!

[420blazeit]

...

Sorry.

[selfpreservationist]

I love you. Stay with me.

[420blazeit]

W- What?

[selfpreservationist]

[repeats himself, but slower this time]

I love you. Stay with me.

[420blazeit]

You love me?

[selfpreservationist]

Have you lost your hearing? Yes, I love you.

[420blazeit]

...n- no, Iiii... I'm just... [ digs the heel of her palm into her face, so she can get some of those stupid tears out of there. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[winds his arms around her tightly]

Foolish. Haven't I been yours, and you mine, all this time?

[420blazeit]

...that doesn't necessarily equate to love, so while, yes, that's been true... this is just, I guess I didn't think you... IDK.

[selfpreservationist]

Don't second-guess it anymore.

[420blazeit]

[ she grabs a fist full of his shirt and yanks him down into a fierce kiss. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[OKAY KISSING IS HAPPEN]

[420blazeit]

[ it absolutely is,
and she’ll kiss him until her lungs burn and she’s positively breathless. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[who needs air in dreams!!!

the silken wraps loosen so he can tangle his fingers in her hair, nuzzling her after the kiss]

[420blazeit]

[ n00bs,
that’s who. ]

I am missing a little something... [ reaches for one of his wrists and guides it to her neck. ] My collar.

[selfpreservationist]

[as soon as his hand touches her neck, the collar forms]

Better?

[420blazeit]

Absolutely.

[ kisses him again. ]

Is this some of what you could do back home, ... [ her gaze drops to the swirling tattoos on his chest. ]

[selfpreservationist]

Not really. This is... just a dream. But I can show you, if you want.

[the tattoos on his arms swirl about and shift outwards, disappearing entirely, and reform into that of a very large black panther that curls up next to raven and purrs. raven pets it, idly]

[420blazeit]

He’s gorgeous. [ she scoots a little closer, so she can lean over and give him some pets too. ]