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]

[ she shivers, leans into the touch. ]

...if you tell me what to take off first.

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her hand slides down to her bare thigh.]

...Well, I think you should keep the stockings on for now, so... just the dress.

[softlyfalling]

[ a sigh, a twitch of her leg— ]

...yessir.

[ she stretches, languid, and reaches for the zipper at the back of her dress to tug it open, and it starts falling off her shoulders. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Oh. That's kind of different and nice. The thing about being into competitive boys is that usually topping is a bit more of a challenge.

She's silent for a moment as her eyes follow the fabric down her shoulders, lips parting slightly and hand sliding up just fractionally.]

[softlyfalling]

[ welcome to the easiest topping experience of your life, girl

her breath hitches at the movement of Glory's hand, and she eases her arms out of the sleeves to pull the dress over her head, revealing some delicate underpinnings and mussing her hair a little bit out of its perfect braiding in the process.

she folds the dress over her arm, and sets it to the side. ]

How's that.

[rollplayinghouse]

...Good. Really good.

[Her hand moves up Shrike's thigh to her hip as she moves closer, her other hand grazing her waist before moving to her back.]

[softlyfalling]

[ she releases a held breath as a quiet whimper at Glory's fingers on her skin, just... watching her hands, in a slightly wondering way. there's anticipatory tension in her posture, like a coiled spring. ]

...honestly I should have asked you about this sooner...

[rollplayinghouse]

You think so?

[Glory's movements are very measured, her face lightly flushed.

She withdraws one of her hands—to get an end of the rope, which she loops around Shrike's back to her other hand and then draws taut.]

[softlyfalling]

[ a little intake of breath at rope against skin, a subtle arch of her back— ]

......actually when you held that discipline live, I. Er. Had sort of a moment, because... it's hard to get people to take charge with me like I really want them to.

[rollplayinghouse]

...That's hard for me to imagine. It seems like anyone would want to take that opportunity... especially when it's something you want so much. But people don't always have the problems you'd expect, I guess. I should know that.

Either way... I certainly don't mind.

[There's a small twitch of her lips up into a smile, and then she moves suddenly, quickly tying a knot against Shrike's stomach, then tugging on the rope and moving in closer for a kiss.]

[softlyfalling]

[ this time it's a proper gasp as Glory secures the knot, and her lips are already parted when Glory moves in. there's a hunger to her when their lips meet—a hot, consuming need. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[While Glory keeps one hand secure on the rope, she raises her other hand to thread fingers into Shrike's hair, loosening it and holding her while she takes her mouth aggressively.]

[softlyfalling]

[ she sighs into it in a desperately needy way, pressing her body against Glory's, hands tracing up her midsection, under the blazer.

when Glory loosens her hair, she shakes her head just a touch to help it along; it falls in loose waves to her mid-back. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Glory arches into her touch and grazes her lips with her teeth, and after a moment she tangles her head further in her hair and slides a foot forward, walking her back towards the roof ledge.]

[softlyfalling]

Nnh—

[ teeth are very good. her breath catches in her throat in a slightly alarmed way when she realizes where Glory's headed, but—she lets Glory lead her.

just... tightening her hands around her sides, trying to keep her breathing mostly even, just concentrating on the feeling of her skin, her hands, her teeth. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Glory, on the other hand, makes a low needy noise in her throat when Shrike's hands tighten.

She continues until the back of Shrike's thighs are against the lip of the ledge. Then she breaks the kiss, tugging Shrike's head back and trailing her teeth down her jaw and throat.]

[softlyfalling]

Glory—

[ zero time to be alarmed at being that close to the ledge because she's tilting her head to expose more of her throat, making a desperate noise, fingers digging in.

she squirms a little bit, thighs squeezing together. ]

Fuck, you know how to turn a girl on—

[rollplayinghouse]

[If this wasn't a dream Glory might have a moment of pause at that. Does she, though?

But since it is a dream, it doesn't cross her mind. Instead, she skims her hand around Shrike's waist to the small of her back, the rope just slack enough for her fingers to slide under it. Then she touches her fingers to the ledge, and a chain appears from nowhere to link the rope to the cement.

As she does that, she sucks at the skin of Shrike's neck sharply.]

[softlyfalling]

[ listen she just got bingo on “things Shrike is really into” ok

she moans, voice pitching upward, back and neck arching; her hands fumble for the button of Glory’s jacket ]

Hh, that’s—really nice—

[rollplayinghouse]

[She lingers there for a long moment before she eventually breaks, breathing against her neck.]

Yeah.

[Both Glory's hands caress down Shrike's back to her ass as she pulls back slightly to look at her.]

[softlyfalling]

[ she looks down at Glory through her lashes, making a startled but not displeased sound at the wandering hands. ]

Am I where you want me, now?

[rollplayinghouse]

Closer.

[Glory undoes her blazer fully and shrugs it off, leaving her in only her black lace panties. Then she retrieves another length of rope, keeping it draped over her shoulder as she returns to touching Shrike. She pulls at the back of Shrike's thigh to lift one of her legs, and cheats with Verticality so Shrike almost floats, her foot remaining on the ground supporting only a tiny amount of weight.]

[softlyfalling]

[ girl hot ///////////

she obliges easily to being moved, marveling slightly at the weightlessness.

...though on one hand she doesn’t want to interrupt, her hands gravitate back to Glory like magnets, smoothing over the newly bare skin. ]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Glory moves into the touch with a slight moan, guiding Shrike's knee along her side so she can stand closer]

...I don't really want to tie your hands. But I could tie your legs. Suspended off the ground, legs bent and open...? I think that's how I want you.

[softlyfalling]

[ she whimpers slightly just at the idea, eyes half-lidded. ]

Please.