Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[wotanon]

[you knew this was coming

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[untiltheend]

[There's a brief look of confusion from Black. Free things, no strings attached? What a foreign concept.]

Re: II

[untiltheend]

[Well, all right, then. Black accepts the spleen... apparently completely unbothered by his hand getting all sticky and gross in doing so.]

I will take advantage of your generosity, in that case.

[rollplayinghouse]

[the scales she usually has have expanded as well, so most of her back, hips and thighs are snake-textured. she traces a hand over her pelvic bone and down between her legs]

Well, if you don't think you can manage it, like I said, I can always put on the show by myself.

[selfpreservationist]

Now, let's not be hasty.

[he moves closer, enough to feel her body warmth]

Re: II

[weenwoon]

[The bird shuffles its feet and wings in a brief little dance. Happy that friend likes!

It'll go back to the corpse now and start pulling out the intestines, laying them out - like someone unpacking a present, almost.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[she leaves that hand where it is, but she lifts the other to touch his face as she shifts slightly closer, her wings arcing forward to shadow them]

Let's not hesitate, either. I'm not interested in waiting around.

[selfpreservationist]

[he leans in, covering her hand with his own]

What would you have of me?

[protectshisown]

[He hums and he'll drink it, pulling Hurricane to be flushed against him.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Leaning against him, easy]

How's it feel?

Re: II

[innerdaemons]

[ he's far more comfortable with that sort of attraction. he's already more than used to that type of desire -- the one to dissect and take him apart, see how he functions, from Cosmo. the thought strikes him that he could invite Levity to something of the sort in a dream, show him the full extent of how the Starscourge manifests in his own home. a date plan for another night, perhaps!!

for now -- he's enjoying the embarrassment, Levity being flustered, though he can't see a physical representation of him the feeling carries across more than well enough. and because he's Absinthe he's not just content with that; he wants to keep pushing and pushing till he sees if there's a point at which Levity will recoil. the same thing that Emet-Selch had to put up with, really.

he cups the side of the deceased-Levity's face with one hand and leans down, close enough to press his lips against Levity's cool ones, caring little about the blood that drips down onto the other man in the process. ]

Re: II

[weenwoon]

[if this goes on I'm gonna have to start kinkshaming

Unfortunately moreso than fortunately, kissing a deceased loved one is also a prominent enough motif that Levity can still chalk it up to "it's poetry". Because he's unaware that this Absinthe is real, though, Levity parses the scene as a manifestation of his own attraction to the man - and, well, that is embarrassing! But maybe there's no harm in indulging it a little - he's in the privacy of his own mind, after all, and dreams are strange things. It's fine.]

[protectshisown]

Like...

When I see you flushed and panting, begging to be touched. I want to feel like then, feel your skin. [His hands are at his side, then down to his thighs, squeezing them gently.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, at the feel of Rye's hands on him - reaches for a yellow potion of his own]

Oh yeah?

Pretty strong, huh?

[protectshisown]

[He hums, letting Hurricane grab one, before grabbing his thighs to hike him up in the air against him.]

Yeah, stronger than before.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Jesus, dude, you lift or something?

[Teasing; he knows damn well about the forge by now. The teasing tone also doesn't quite hide the flush of interest at being just picked up like that,]

[He uncorks his own yellow potion, and drinks it down. Then, somewhat shaky:]

Man, you weren't kidding.

[protectshisown]

Well, I have been lifting you an awful lot lately. [He winks.]

[But yes, the forge. And Wild City abilities.]

Really makes me wish it was easier to get under your clothes. [He squeezes his thighs again, and going to pin him up against the nearest wall.] I can get close to you, feel every bit of you, but feeling your skin is a lot different, you know.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes at the wink and the words that go with it - shivers, hard, as Rye pins him to the wall]

Sorry, dude. Our look ain't exactly great for easy access.

[His legs come up to wrap around Rye's back, bringing them into closer contact]

[protectshisown]

Its really not. Its pretty rude, honestly.

[Shifts close, letting his weight and thighs help support Hurricane so his hands can wander up his sides.]

Though I do love the shorts. Maybe if I get too impatient, I'll take advantage of them.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a pleased sort of hum, shifting against Rye - not urgent, yet, but getting comfortable, figuring out the angle]

Oh yeah? You making plans?

[protectshisown]

Hmm, quality over quantity.

And you have a lot of quality faces when you're three orgasms in. [His hips roll against his, slow and easy for right now.] And its a lot of fun making a complete mess of you. [He rubs his thumb over a nipple.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hips rock forward to greet the thrust of Rye's; he shivers up into the touch against his nipple, his own hands coming up to trace over Rye's sides and back]

Jesus christ, dude. I tell you that you got a dangerous mouth yet today?

[rollplayinghouse]

Well, to start with, let's see you.

[weenwoon]

[One day he'll get better taste! Hopefully! But it might not be soon unfortunately because he's planning blood tasting sessions with absinthe in another thread anyway

Levity grips the jacket in his teeth, groans with pain, body tensing under Hope's hands. Maybe it would have been a good idea to knock him out first, who knows.

For a few moments there's nothing in the incisions but the pooling of blood, but then there's a flash of something darker - a sprout of a flower rising slowly, like in those timelapse nature videos, pushing flesh and skin aside like a regular plant would soil and asphalt.]

Re: II

[innerdaemons]

[ he can't be kinkshamed if it's poetry. #checkmate

he pulls back with another fond little stroke on the side of his face, and his gaze turns to the bird -- he'd almost forgotten it during his meal, though he isn't overly concerned it will be bothered now. ]

I'm not boring you, I hope?

Re: II

[weenwoon]

[if you try to fuck a corpse you WILL be kinkshamed, poetry or no!!

The bird... has been watching him! It tilts its head and gives a little trill. It thinks what Absinthe is doing is funny, and kind of cute - he's like a child, pretending that toys are real creatures. It doesn't understand why Absinthe is affectionate with the corpse, but that's amusing rather than boring. Like it means something to him! That's funny! Like he has feelings!]