This Time Even Dreamier (VIII)

[wotanon]

[traumatic memories sometimes make you thirsty ok

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[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.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[what is "more than he should." sounds like a foreign concept.

Glory seems pleased with the reaction, and her eyes roam over his face as she keeps it up, a steady pressure that keeps him from being able to breathe but doesn't cut off bloodflow. She settles her weight down onto him, maybe to hold him down, but it also lets her better feel his shivers.]

[weenwoon]

[it's true like 90% of imeeji runs on s/m

His pulse beats faster under her hands, excitement mixing with fear in equal measure. He shudders again, throat and chest tensing as he tries to get a breath in. Glory's weight and warmth over him is a pleasant sensation, too - even though he knows he shouldn't enjoy it, it's meant to be his punishment... but, ah, maybe it will be fine.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[and Glory has been service top to far more ridiculous masochists since the first month imeeji existed.

She makes a satisfied noise and lingers for a little longer before letting up, not releasing her grip but easing off enough for him to get some air.]

You like that, hmm...? Being helpless under me. Knowing I could kill you easily.

[weenwoon]

[listen, this is baby's first s/m session, don't be mean. he'll learn to be more stupid

Levity's chest moves shallowly as he hurriedly tries to make up for the earlier lack of air. The overall feeling of the dream is a little different now, a certain amount of darkness gone from it - almost as though he feels safer on some level, despite literally having an assassin choking him.

He makes a flustered noise at Glory's words - just because she's right doesn't mean she should say it, except it also does because he's into humiliation.]

I... I do...

[rollplayinghouse]

["just because she's right doesn't mean she should say it" is also a foreign concept to Glory specifically]

I can tell. It's... very different when someone is enjoying it.

[she runs her fingers lightly over his pulse before settling her thumbs back in place and pressing again]

I won't, you know. Kill you. I know how to do it, and I know how not to. And I don't want to. I want to see you squirm.

[weenwoon]

[kogasad emoji, his life is just being bullied isn't it

Levity gasps silently at the half-threat, half-teasing, face growing redder again. Knowing that Glory likes it too - and knowing that there are oh-so-many things she could do to actually hurt him - is... exhilarating. And he knows himself enough to realize that he won't fake anything, even to please her... meaning that Glory will have to push him to that point herself. And she's more than capable of that.

He lets his eyes slide shut again, focusing on controlling his breathing for as long as he's able. It's not too long - after all, he never specifically trained for lung capacity and his body size is all that he has going for him there. His brows twitch as the air deprivation starts to press down on him, his head starting to swim... and soon enough his chest jerks in shallow little motions under Glory as his body tries to take in air that it's denied.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She lets him fight for air for a few seconds—]

Instincts. Your body wants to live, you know. Enough that it will struggle no matter how hard you try to submit.

[—then lets up almost completely, half-squirming on top of him herself as she sits back.]

Though, you look good submitting, too.

[weenwoon]

[He gasps, his throat moving under her hands hurriedly as he tries to make up for the deprivation. Though Levity is unfamiliar with the concept of subspace as such, he can certainly recognize the way it feels - a different state of consciousness, one that in some ways goes deeper. He opens his eyes to look up at Glory, a dazed look on his flushed face.]

Mm... Do you like it?..

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her fingertips trace lightly over the abused parts of his neck as she meets his eyes, her own dark and hooded.]

...I do. I like that I can use what I know to make you feel... like this.

[and she leans in to kiss him, taking his mouth before he quite manages to get his breath back]