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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[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. ]

[stakesthesame]

[ okay well. the kisses are nice-- more than nice, ticklish, so she can't help the little squirm under it or the laugh that follows, reaching to feel through Kohime's hair--

or not, since she's gone soon enough and uhhh

listen. that is REAL hot. tits out or no she's perfectly fine watching this, cheeks dark. wao. ]

[purrrnicious]

[She breaks the kiss with a gasp, hand still tangled in Sabre's hair and staring at her –– at least for a couple seconds, before she looks away, blushing darkly. She looks to Req instead, curling her remaining hand against her skin, claws scraping lightly.]

[hissterics]

[ Okay, okayyy, that's fine . . . give her a second to reel herself, breath suddenly coming a little more harshly. ]

yo i straight up never realized it was my turn oops

[stakesthesame]

[ she's still staring; the dark grey fur doesn't lend itself well to showing a blush, but there's certainly more than a little warmth in her face.

after a long moment of silence she says, still purring: ]

... by all means, don't stop on my account.

Re: yo i straight up never realized it was my turn oops

[purrrnicious]

[Blushing even darker, if possible, thanks. And she ends up withdrawing from both to wrap her arms around herself, a touch self-conscious.]

Sh-shut up!

Re: yo i straight up never realized it was my turn oops

[hissterics]

[ Making a low little sound of objection in her throat when Kohime pulls back. ]

Not so fast~

[ She shifts, winding one arm around Kohime's waist to drag her in, claws dragging lightly down her side.

Her tail shifts restlessly against Req's thigh the whole time, brushing against the skin there in coy little flicks. ]

[stakesthesame]

Nooooo it's hoooooot though I love that spiiiice

[ whining, also curling her arm around Kohime's waist to pull her back in with them; Sabre might be going for claws but Req is straight up just pressing in to nuzzle under her jaw, purr still rumbling in her throat ]

[purrrnicious]

[There's some resistance (token, really) –– then after she tips her head to the side for a few moments, giving Req better access, she abruptly changes tactics and presses her hands to Req's shoulders, nearly slamming her down on the bed so she can readjust and sit squarely on her hips and pin her there. She's curved over her, tail swishing slowly, and giving a clear showing of dominance.]

Then maybe you should ask nicely for what you want.