wotanon | Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[ she reflexively tilts her head back and to the side without even thinking (like she's expecting someone to bite?), and makes a little sharp noise in the back of her throat, eyes fluttering closed. ]

Ah—

[ unfortunately if nychta bites she's taking hope's entire head off. this is a Big Maw.

Trails up along her pulse point and under her chin, as one of those clawed hands presses light against her chest to push her down. ]

[ really it's for the best that nychta can't bite like this, because she makes a slightly embarrassed noise when she catches herself having done that. some reactions just get ingrained.

she lets Nychta push her down, though, her breaths coming a little more labored, and lets go of her neck to slump down against the grass fully, one knee propped up. ]

[ laps gently at her skin once she's down, just tiny little strokes of that rough tongue down her neck again until her shirt prevents her.

That clawed hand seems surprisingly dexterous, too-- though it's large and the fingers are thick, she's delicate with her claws, curling them around and gently pressing in against the fabric covering hope's inner thigh. ]

[ there's a series of sharp little intakes of breath, in a pleased kind of way— ]

Should—finish what I started...

[ which is to say, she tugs her waistband down, pulling the fabric free of her and kicking it off into the grass. ]

[ makes a noise of agreement, removing her claws to let her do that.

The air is chilled but nychta's body radiates heat, and that only increases as she shifts the attention of her muzzle to Hope's legs, huffing lightly against them before smoothing her tongue along her thigh. ]

[ she leans back on her elbows, legs falling open slightly—

shivering, but not from the chill. the temperature's fine. ]

...why did you offer, anyway...

[ a thoughtful rumble, breath hot between her thighs, as she nuzzles her nose in a little more to breath in her scent. ]

Always rrready to go.

[ this, somewhat teasing; her jaws part to extend her tongue again, the slick, sandpapery surface rasping up from mid-thigh to the underside of her knee. ]

Nnnnnh what, so you—so you say this to every girl—?

[ there's a laugh in it, teasing back, even as her breath hitches in the middle of it. ]

Surrrre. And you look good in grrreen.

[ a chuckling grumble, her claws wrapping around Hope's calf to spread and raise her leg a little more; her tongue only extends so far out and her muzzle is pretty wide, so she has to angle her head to continue in and down, to the join of her thigh,

rub her snout between her legs, as she moves, blowing a heated breath,

and casually continues her tiny licks along the inside of her other thigh. ]

[ she makes a sound that's halfway between a snort and a disappointed whine, hips canting forward a little bit. ]

...you're—teasing me.

[ makes a rumbling noise that's distinctly like "mhm", dragging the tip of her tongue along her inner thigh and over her hip.

Mostly she's thinking of how to manage this-- her tongue doesn't go out that far, really, and there's a ton of teeth in the way. So she pulls back after a moment to sit up, just a bit, using both hands to prop hope's hips up higher.

High enough for her to part her jaws around her, between her legs, and drag her tongue from ass to clit. ]

[ first of all, that's somewhat startling, and second of all there is a mild moment of danger because she bucks her hips into it so suddenly skin gets alarmingly close to teeth for a moment, probably.

she looks frankly kind of dazed, digging her fingers into the soft earth, biting down on her lower lip like she's clamping down on a more intense reaction. ]

[His efforts are rewarded, another groan, a little deeper this time, hips still rolling into his hand. His own returns to Hurricane's said, trailing over what exposed skin he can reach.]

Dunno which is raspberry, but fruit is nice. [He nibbles lightly over Hurricane's pulse point.] How do you feel?

[Lily can't stop thinking about how she wants to be inside her with more than this, to feel Levity's walls wrap around her, and it's not the first time. She thinks about that, instead of rubbing herself against her. She's not opposed, not at all, but filling her feels much more right, like that's what should happen, what she wants to happen, and the dream reflects her subconscious, unknown and unseen to both of them, a long, thick cock sprouts between her legs, hard and dripping. She doesn't notice the change because there isn't one. This is just how it should be.

For now, though, the woman in front of her can't stop her own dripping and Lily laps it all up before slipping her tongue inside once more, fingers squeezing and rubbing her clit while her long tongue licks inside that tight heat, rolling and undulating, moving a way a cock can't.

But this is a dream and so even now Vivi isn't spared her voice as one enters her mind, teasing, rebuking, appreciative.

Look at you, you're so greedy even now. Wanting as much you do have all the time...don't you feel any shame about that? You're so easy, anyone could have you and you'd thank them.

Maybe I should put you in a public square, hmm? Tie you down, though you'd hardly need to be restrained, and let everyone that comes by have their way with you.

The dream itself doesn't shift, but there's a thought, here, that will spring in her mind of Levity in a beautiful public square, full of smooth, patterned stones and flowers absolutely everywhere, a counterpoint to the filth taking place as she's taken from all three holes by different people. She licks a woman's dripping sex while riding two cocks. The scene changes and it's three cocks this time, one man underneath her and two spitroasting her ass and mouth, but there are beautiful women over her each sucking a breast, their soft hands running over her stomach and curves. The scene changes and changes and changes, but what never seems to change is the large gathering of people around the centre, or the long line that stretches out for what seems like miles.

And Levity just cannot seem to get enough.]

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[ unfortunately they're going to continue to be close to teeth; she can't really help the fangs brushing against her skin as she shifts to move her tongue, anyway.

She laps at her again, wide and flat and slow between her lower lips, taking in the taste of her. ]

[Shivers a little, softly, at the nibbles, hand continuing to work]

...same as before?

Maybe that one was a dud.

[Reaching over for two more vials, at random]

Wanna keep trying?

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[ there's always like... this weird iron tang, which may or may not improve the experience, depending on who you are.

she sighs, long and fluttery, squeezing her eyes shut—toes curling in midair, though she's kind of oddly quiet, considering how clearly affected she is. there's a little hiss of breath every brush of teeth against skin. ]

[ I mean, it's. tasty. for nychta, i guess.

but she licks at her in long, even motions, rubbing the rough muscle firmly along her clit on every upstroke; she pulls back just slightly for a better angle, to press the blunt tip of her tongue into her entrance. ]

Hhhh—ah—

[ she arches her hips against nychta's tongue, one of her legs jerking up slightly; she pulls an arm up from the ground to splay a hand over her own face, which has the unfortunate side-effect of smearing dirt across her forehead. ]

Ffffffuck.

Maybe like that honesty one. Too much like normal to notice.

Maybe its supposed to make you reactive, but you already do that so well. [A teasing whisper in his ear, nipping at his earlobe, followed by another hitched moan.]

[He'll reach up and take the vial, a few more sharp nips on his neck.]

[Lily squeezes their fingers together before she lets go, to hold onto Serenity's hips with both her hands so that her own can drive into her like a woman possessed.

She grunts and groans every single time, the heat and tightness around her cock rapturously wonderful. She is already seeing stars and isn't that a funny coincidence? But she can't take much more of this for this round and she doesn't want to draw it out.

Not yet, anyway.

Her voice is deep and not brooking any argument.]

I'm going to come--get ready!

[He flushes a little, at the suggestion that he's so reactive normally it would be difficult to know the difference - hands the vial over readily, when Rye reaches out to take it]

Dude, you could so tell if I was amped up on magic juice.

[He sticks his tongue out, briefly, then bends down to uncork the second vial with his teeth. His hands still hasn't stopped working, though it slows a little, as he works the cork out]

[The bird is probably very charming with its cute little activity, but sadly Black isn't the man to appreciate it.]

[He does consider the organ in his hand for a moment... before deciding why not. He has no idea how it would taste, after all.

Unceremoniously bites right into it.]

[Her hand closes around—nothing, it turns out, since the knife she's going for missing. She freezes in shock for a moment before changing tactics, trying to kick the the thing in the teeth but moving a little too slow.]

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