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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[hissterics]

[ Sabre laughs, attempting to roll her way to the top of the pile -- pointedly arching and pressing into both of them as she does so. ]

Who said anything about queens? We don't need those anymore.

[stakesthesame]

[ her ears flatten a little, tail-tip rapidly flicking as they squirm atop her. ]

Oh! I see! I'm unwanted! Maybe I will just-- go sleep by myself--!

[ the last words kind of hissed out, voice not actually particularly offended as she rolls a little and tries to claw her way out from the bottom of the pile. Nothin' doin, though, and she flops back onto the blankets with a huff, staring at the canopy above. ]

Y'all been eatin' too much of that princess food.

[purrrnicious]

[She’s a little busy trying to win a wrestling match to answer that, keeping her seat right on top of Req and trying to pin down Sabre’s shoulders with just her hands — probably not quite enough leverage to get the job done, though. ]

[hissterics]

[ Not enough to stop Sabre from squirming and getting her arms around both of them, at least, claws digging in and tail lashing with satisfaction. ]

Too late. You're both mine.

[stakesthesame]

[ Hisses softly, tail lashing in feigned irritation as she reaches up to yank Sabre down against her by the front of her shirt and into a hard kiss. ]

[purrrnicious]

[Gives her own matching hiss, tail lashing, and slips her arms around Sabre to dig her claws into her back and nip at her collarbone, challenging and possessive. ]

[hissterics]

[ Earning TWO hisses is like winning, right?? She's decided that equals winning.

She looks smug as can be as Req pulls her down, nipping into the kiss, pressing greedily into Kohime's teeth. The claws pressed into Kohime's side rake downward, then slip beneath her shirt. ]

[stakesthesame]

[ i mean, honestly, req's Soft(tm). so the roughness of the kiss doesn't last all that long, her grip loosening so Kohime can have better access to Sabre's neck and collar, that hand instead smoothing over her shoulder to sink into the hair at the back of her neck.

The other hand slips around Kohime, behind her, to casually drag her claws over her lower back where her shirt's been lifted by Sabre's hand. ]

[purrrnicious]

[For a moment her teeth sink in a little deeper, enough to leave a mark, and then she arches and sucks in a breath as they rake their claws before returning to press a couple of almost gentle kisses over the bite, like an apology.]

[hissterics]

[ Sabre squirms, making a low rumbling sound that could equally be approval or protest.

The way she shivers probably gives her away, though.

Anyway -- she tugs at Kohime's shirt, since it's there. And since Req is helping, kind of. ]

Lose this.

[stakesthesame]

[ well... if Sabre's distracted with Kohime's shirt, Req can get started on pushing Sabre's up with her free hand as she smooths it down her spine, tugging the fabric with her claws as she rubs back upwards. ]

[purrrnicious]

[Nah. She's gonna double team Sabre with Req instead, tugging on her shirt as well.]

[hissterics]

[ SQUEAKS ]

Hey!

[stakesthesame]

[ laughs, pulling it up more thoroughly now. ]

Come on, like you said. Get this off~

[purrrnicious]

You should lead by example~

[Cackling in a way probably better suited to Villainous Battlefield Tactics than the bedroom. ]

[hissterics]

[ Her cheeks flush pink, but she'll thank you both not to point it out.

Between the two of them, and some wriggling from Sabre, they get the shirt off easily.

And with that done -- she drapes over them fur-on-fur-(on fabric). ]

If you wanted to admire me so badly, you should've just said so.

[stakesthesame]

And be as demanding as you? Please, I'm a sensitive lover!

[ Curling an arm around Sabre's waist, just feeling the fur and skin, as the other hand gives Kohime's shirt a quick jerk upwards. ]

Your turn, baby~

[purrrnicious]

[She crosses her arms to hook her fingers under the edge of her shirt, flushing, but stops short of actually lifting it.]

What about you?

[hissterics]

[ Sabre just smirks and ducks her head low, pressing a kiss to the strip of bared skin and fur under Kohime's hem. Tail swishing, pleased.

Helping. ]

[stakesthesame]

[ req shrugs helpfully, smoothing that hand up under the shirt and along her ribs. ]

Can't do too much with both of you sitting on me.

[purrrnicious]

[Gives a breathy little squeak at that –– and then as soon as she realizes it, she blushes furiously and pulls her shirt off in one quick, rough motion. And then she reaches under Req's shirt, sliding her palms up her sides to rest just where it's not quite decent for polite company.]

[hissterics]

[ Good thing there's no polite company here!

Well then, while Kohime does the dirty work, Sabre trails those kisses higher, up Kohime's stomach. Dragging her fangs along for the ride occasionally. ]

[stakesthesame]

[ she laughs, ears perked attentively forward even as her own face burns dark, squirming a little under Kohime's hands and smoothing her hand down over her sides to her thigh, instead (and perfectly willing to shift a bit if she needs to pull her shirt up, of course).

That purr ratchets up again, though, watching Sabre work. nice. ]

[purrrnicious]

[She squirms and twitches a little, curling over Req as she pushes her shirt up to kiss up from her navel to her sternum, before Sabre's efforts become distracting enough that she abruptly snags her claws in her hair, pulling none-too-gently back to tip her face up and expose her neck, twisting to give her a rough kiss.]

[hissterics]

[ --Oh.

Kissing Req is familiar territory. Thoroughly established as something desired and easy to understand. Kissing Kohime is . . . less so.

That doesn't stop the little flutter in her stomach, the soft mrrrp that drags its way out of her throat, or the way she brings one hand to side of Kohime's face, lightly dragging her claws down it as she kisses back.

Actually, this is hot, narcissism or no. ]