This Time Even Dreamier (VIII)

[wotanon]

[traumatic memories sometimes make you thirsty ok

List what you are open/not open to in your top levels, please and thank!]

[[SFW post here]]

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CW siscon mentions, possibly excessive gore

[romanticlove]

[It wasn’t trauma that made her thirst, but longing. Desire. Desire for that warmth and the taste of sweet nectar on her tongue. Blood dripped down her chin, not quite touching her thin clothes. The fabric was opaque and left nothing to imagination.

In this dream she is a beast of lust. Can you satisfy her thirst? Can anyone ever be as sweet as her sister?]

Let me have a taste, okay?

[overworker]

[Serenity felt the girl hovering over her. She could smell the scent of blood on her. And yet even as her thick lashes flutter open, still dazed and sleepy, she doesn't fear. Rather, her heart beats excitedly as she lifts her hands to the other girl's face, nodding gently.]

As much as you want.

[romanticlove]

Yours is always so sweet... like tasting starlight.

[She brushes her lips over Serenity's, moving to straddle her waist. The sheer fabric bunches up around her thighs as she settles herself there, legs open on either side of Serenity's waist. She wishes she could take her time, but that thirst burned in the back of her throat and nagged at her.]

When I kiss you too. I taste it. [She presses kisses against her jaw and down her throat, before licking her skin to taste the salt and sweetness she desired. Her fangs follow not long after, dragging against the soft skin, finding the pulse beneath it that beat with anticipation. She doesn't sink into her skin just yet.]

You're lovely, just like this.

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[weenwoon]

(OOC: open to literally everything fuck me up fam)

[Levity might not have gotten fucked up memories this time around, but boy does he have a wagonload of hearts trauma left over! Very specific heart trauma, too.

Who knows how you found your way into the dream, but when you do - there is an ocean of wild oats around you, moving as though under nonexistant wind. The sky is nothing but darkness, and you yourself...

You find yourself straddling Levity, who's lying down in the grass, looking up at you with fear but a kind of anticipation as well, his face flushed and eyes wide. Your hands are around his throat, gripping tight enough that he can't quite speak, and--you're angry with him, aren't you? He's done something, even if you can't quite remember what it was, but it certainly made you furious at the time. He deserves a lesson, doesn't he?

Go on. Grip tighter.]

(OOC........... 2!!! HMU with a wildcard if you want a different brand of horny.)

[failedsafe]

[Another dreamscape. She finds herself on top of the man she loves, dreaming lucid as usual, and lets go immediately and quickly gets off him, too]

Vivi...I can't.

[She can sense the feelings behind it and yeah, people process trauma differently--assuming this is that--but being a part of this...she's not sure she can do this right now, for a number of reasons.]

[weenwoon]

[His expression does change at seeing that it's Lily, shock and a different kind of worry on his features. He raises himself on his elbows hurriedly when she stands up, tries to follow her moving away as though attached to her by an invisible thread.]

W-Wait, Lily, don't go--

[--don't leave him alone.]

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[innerdaemons]

[ he can't recognize this -- he can't see into his own heart, he can't have known what exactly happened there. but he's heard of the oats and something about this still feels all-too-familiar

if he wasn't aware of what he was aware of there might be part of him that would indulge in this! but he's recoiling, now -- with Baritones' power he can overcome the influence of the dream and let go, moving to stand. ]

[weenwoon]

[There's a certain glimmer in his eyes when he realizes it's Absinthe, but it's quickly replaced by more genuine fear when Absinthe lets go and moves to stand. Before he can do that, Levity quickly reaches out to take his hands - gently, gently, he can't touch him otherwise after all, - and tries to pull him back.]

N-No, I'm sorry, I promise--I deserve it, I know, it's fine, please...

[He's pleading, as though a lot (a LOT) more afraid of what might happen otherwise.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[The situation and the person under Glory may be unusual, but in the haze of the dream that seems—fine? And his expression is familiar, even if she sees it more often when she's holding a knife.

She can do this, too, though, even if her small hands don't make it entirely around his neck—her thumbs find his windpipe easily and she presses down harder, experimentally.]

How's that...?

[weenwoon]

[borderline erotic breathplay in the lobby

Levity closes his eyes, face flushing more and lips parting soundlessly. Unsurprisingly, there's no direct answer, but with the way he shivers under her he seems to enjoy it. Maybe a little more than he should.]

[flawandorder]

[On a deeply subconscious level he recognizes this hatred, though it's not something he can remember feeling. That, too, is likely something that's been lost within the sea of memories.

Two things occur to him. He could give in-- feed that familiar rage. But if he does, just what is he submitting to?

The thought of the latter leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

He loosens his grip just enough to let him breathe and speak, while still applying enough pressure to remind him that the threat is still there.]

Very curious... is this what you truly desire?

[weenwoon]

[Nice he gets to be choked by a hot guy, 10/10 good dream

Levity's face flushes more at the question even as his throat moves under Kyanite's fingers, sucking in a nervous breath.]

Is... Is there something else you would have me do?

[overworker]

[I'm sorry, you have to deal with both of mine-- I don't make the rules.

There's something almost comical about Serenity, small as she is, straddling him; tiny hands squeezing his neck. The anger that calls out to her is familiar and yet-- it's not meant for him.

She can sense it though-- the dissonance within him here in this space. It breaks through the haze of the dream. Her hands quickly loosen, shaking, and her expression softens to one of painful understanding.

Serenity pulls her hands away and instead leans over him, pressing a soft kiss to his neck where her hands had been.] I'm so sorry...

[weenwoon]

[listen we gotta balance out the trashfire that kyanite is with cutes

Levity seems concerned, confused, even a little scared at being let go of like that. He freezes at the kiss, stops breathing for a few long, tense moments - but Serenity can surely feel the rapid beating of his pulse under her lips.]

...It's fine. I-It's fine. You were right to be angry, I deserved it, please--

i'm a vampire and so can you!: the dream

[selfpreservationist]

[it doesn't matter how you've found yourself here--wherever 'here' is. a room, a bed. it doesn't matter.

what matters is the warm body underneath yours. raven is sprawled out beneath you, his shirt torn open to reveal the expanse of his pale neck, veins rich with blood along that ivory column. his tattoos curl along his skin, up his chest and along his shoulder, framing his neck like blades of black grass. you can feel the blood pumping through him, and as you realize that you can feel the weight of sharp fangs pressing against your upper lip.

raven is panting softly as he watches you, one of his arms bound up above his head by--shadows? it doesn't matter. but you can see fangs peeking out from behind his parted lips, his eyes sharp and expectant. you have the upper hand for now--but, who knows what could happen next?]

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[innerdaemons]

[ it's very nice to be lucid for the sexy dreams, actually, nice and good

this role suits Absinthe just fine, too. he runs his tongue experimentally over the new-found fangs in his mouth before he crawls over Raven, leaning down to press his lips just teasingly against the curve of his neck, not even opening his mouth quite yet -- just feeling the pulse of him under his lips. ]

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[selfpreservationist]

[raven's body tenses up underneath absinthe, though whether it's in fear or anticipation, it's hard to say. his breath catches in his throat, and his pulse quickens]

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[avestan]

[oh

teeth

teeth are happening oh]

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[selfpreservationist]

[raven runs his tongue over his own fangs, eyelids hooding]

Not getting cold feet, are you?

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[420blazeit]

[ fangs are nothing new, but the desire that seem to accompany them are. she runs her tongue along them with a growing smirk, a couple of half lidded eyes combing themselves over raven. ]

Oh my, nae salang, it sure does seem like you got yourself into a bit of a mess~

Re: i'm a vampire and so can you!: the dream

[rollplayinghouse]

[This seems right.

Glory runs her hand down Raven's free arm to hold his wrist as she leans in to skim her fangs along his neck, sharp points just catching the skin. She licks up the small beads of blood leisurely even as her chest aches for more.]

CW: masochism, violence, maybe self-harm, will add as needed

[1istheloneliest]

[you're in what seems to be a boxing ring/caged arena made for a fight. it's hot and there are bright lights shining down on you. beyond that could be an audience but all you can see are shadows. on the dusty ground in front of you lies Hardy. he's already battered and bruised and bleeding. his chest is heaving and his clothes are torn. definitely hurt but he's conscious and seems... strangely titillated? he hasn't gotten back up yet but standing over him you can hear him growl the word:]

More.

1/2

[rollplayinghouse]

[This fight is crossing a lot of weight classes.

Glory seems at ease with it, though: hair pulled back, hands wrapped, tank and boxing shorts only slightly askew, barely a sheen of sweat on her despite the lights. Her eyes are flat and narrowed, focused, her stance guarded even with Hardy flat on the ground—]

[failedsafe]

1) [You're in an open riad, the stars glitter up above. There are old-fashioned lamps and lanterns but they aren't lit by fire, but some sort of bioluminescence.

There are no flowers.

But there are plants abundant in pots. Nice. Neat. Contained.

Lily is in the tiled pool, gliding through the water, her hair a cloudy contrail, until she comes to the end of it sitting on the steps.]

The water is amazing!

2) [Not far off is an area of low seats and pillows. Pillows everywhere and many, many light drapes in cool colours with splashes of red. Lily is dressed in a wrap around bralette and a very long skirt with very high slits along their sides. She is bedecked in silver and white gold jewellery in purple accents and her hair is braided in a high tail tied with a patterned silk ribbon. The air is pleasantly warm and smells of cinnamon, oranges, vanilla and lightly of cloves.

She is splayed in an elegant arrangement of more pillows, but in a way that gives them more importance. She reaches an arm out, her many bracelets chiming against in other with the motion.]

Welcome.

[flawandorder]

[It is beautiful.

But not nearly as beautiful as the woman relaxing in its waters. He watches her for a while without word. He could take in this sight for hours, he thinks. Yet she's always so sharp-- its not long before she calls out and he's drawn to join her. He walks to the edge, a soft smile on his face.]

It looks more so to have you in it.