Dreamers After Dark (VII)

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[you knew this was coming

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[selfpreservationist]

You would.

But I'll bite. You want me to lay you across the altar and fuck you?

[rollplayinghouse]

[her lips curve up as she meets his eyes again]

That's a start.

[selfpreservationist]

Or would you prefer to lay me across it instead? Bent over the pew, perhaps?

[rollplayinghouse]

I don't see why we can't do both.

[she matter-of-factly starts stripping off her clothes. she's in a halter dress that dips low beneath her wings]

You can fuck me across the altar. Then I'll get you under me and I'll ride you. I want that to last long enough that I can see the marble wet from where we're dripping.

When you've spent yourself that way, then I'll show you some other things I can do to you.

[selfpreservationist]

[he watches her closely, eyelids lowering, and he takes a step closer towards her]

And why me? Why this devil hunter in particular?

[rollplayinghouse]

[s flicker of a smile again as she steps out of her dress, tail swinging back and forth slowly]

I bet you could make it a good show.

[selfpreservationist]

[unsubtly raking his eyes over her now that she's naked]

That's a lot of pressure to live up to. But I'd be lying if I said the idea wasn't... intriguing.

[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]

[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?

[rollplayinghouse]

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

[selfpreservationist]

As you wish.

[he steps back and shrugs off his coat, letting it fall to the floor, followed by his shirt and (for some reason) tight leather pants]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She touches herself as she watches him undress, rubbing firmly at her clit.]

Not bad.

[selfpreservationist]

[no underwear because hey, this is a dream]

Getting started without me?

[rollplayinghouse]

[she blatantly looks at his dick]

No shame in getting a head start.

[selfpreservationist]

[it's flushed red and starting to swell, his hands coming up to her hips]

Might I... give you a hand?

[rollplayinghouse]

[she moves her hand away from herself and settles it on his hip]

What are you waiting for?

[selfpreservationist]

[he lowers himself to his knees and glances up at her before leaning in to place a kiss on her thigh]

Put your hands in my hair.

[rollplayinghouse]

Hmm.

[she does so, as she leans back against the edge of the pulpit so she can cant her hips forward]

[selfpreservationist]

[he rubs his thumbs in circles over her hipbones as he licks at her slit, dragging his tongue up--the serpentine forked tongue flicks out and curls around her clit, squeezing it]

[rollplayinghouse]

Ah—!

[She gasps and rolls onto her toes as he squeezes, legs splaying wider]

Ah, I almost forgot about... your devilish tongue. A bit... better than a hand.

[selfpreservationist]

[he chuckles, breath warm against her, and squeezes her clit again before releasing it, lapping at her almost leisurely]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her fingers dig into his scalp, and her tail curls around stone to balance her as her legs get more unsteady]

You look... pretty good...