wotanon | This Time Even Dreamier (VIII)

[ he could technically make it in the dream so he literally never had to breathe again but that almost takes the fun out of it. "the fun" being the lack of air, the way the beat of his heart rings loud in his eardreams, the way he starts to feel a little dizzy on top of the general light-headedness.

still -- he kisses him through all that, now instead of just keeping a hold of his wrists wrapping his arms fully around Levity as if to keep him close (even if the chance of Levity pulling away at this point is really very low). ]

[just make it so you dont die from anything and let him go to town, lifehack

Levity makes an impatient, almost hungry noise at the embrace. It's a strange thing, what he is and isn't comfortable with: Levity might have expected himself to panic at closer contact, but it's in fact nearly the opposite. There wasn't much closeness there, after all...

Levity cuts off that thought - he doesn't need it right now, it can be safely put off for analysis until later. Not to mention that the main problem occupying his mind right now is that he wants to hold Ardyn just as close, but that's a little awkward with the position and he doesn't quite want to let go of his throat yet, not until he sees the man struggle for real.

So Levity kisses back, focused on not letting Ardyn get a breath in, tongue working against his as his fingers press down just a little tighter.]

[ honestly tempting

wouldn't it be nice to go batshit, Levity???

that's something he's very much considering but perhaps not at the moment. along with the thrill that comes from being strangled like this he knows there's the eventual relief, the near-orgasmic like ecstasy that can come from taking that first breath in after it being restrained for so long, that he's looking forward to.

his kissing does slow a little but it's largely because the air loss is more distracting at this point, honestly. he was holding Levity but now his fingertips, his nails start to curl into his back through his clothes and his nostrils flare as he starts to see bright spots of light behind his eyelids when he squeezes them shut, but --

he doesn't want to give in or fight back quite yet. part of him is curious to see how far Levity would go, if he just let him continue this. ]

[just sometimes, he's tired of being nice,, (though not exactly in this context y'know he's not bad closet absinthe)

There's another noise from Levity as Absinthe's nails start digging into his back - pleased and flustered in equal measure, because Levity is usually the one initiating this manner of thing, not receiving it. But that, too, is nice.

Between the tighter hold, though, and the way Absinthe slows down Levity is pretty certain he's close to the more dangerous edge. And tempting as it is to experiment, he's still first and foremost scared of actually hurting him--

--and that's why he only keeps kissing him for a few more seconds before straightening up and then, only then finally relaxing his hold on Absinthe's throat - though he's not squeezing anymore, he keeps his hands in place still, curious about the physical side of the reaction he'll get.]

[ Absinthe gasps for air when he's released -- his eyes open and his mouth parts as his breath comes in, his aching lugs relieved and adrenaline running through his veins as he can finally breathe again. his nails only curl more deeply into Levity's back as he pants, wanting to speak but not being able to make the effort quite at the moment --

but he does manage a breathless, pleased laugh, slips sliding into a sharp smile. ]

[There's a pang of flustered excitement in Levity's gut at seeing Absinthe like this. It's... endearing in its way, really; the way he holds tighter onto Levity, the way he pants, unable to speak, the way he smiles.

Levity slides his hands up to dig them into the other man's hair, rubbing at his scalp gently, and leans down to press a few kisses to his cheek and jaw.]

...Not too long?

Not at all.

[ he finally manages to say that much as he catches his breath, fingers slowly uncurling as he instead strokes his back ]

I'm not very delicate, as you'll find.

[Levity can't help chuckling at that a little.]

I suppose I am, out of the two of us.

[One of his hands tightens its grip on Absinthe's hair and, perhaps unexpectedly, Levity nips at his earlobe, rather harder than his words would imply.]

...Something of a dangerous combination, aren't we.

[ Absinthe laughs -- half-surprised, but not unhappy with this, shifting his own hand to tangle into Levity's hair ]

Something of one. Do you mind?

[There's a huff of laughter against his skin, a little flustered.]

Do I mind you touching me or us being not perhaps the most compatible pair?

I would not say we are not compatible. Only that I perhaps encourage .. less than savory things.

[Levity straightens up to be able to look at him properly, a glimmer of wary curiosity in his eye.]

Such as?..

I have half a mind to let you push at those limits a bit further. In a dream, after all -- it is not as if I can truly die.

[He looks away. Yeah let's not. Do that.]

...I would rather you did not, yes. I've seen more than enough death already, whether my own or others'.

[Absent-mindedly, he strokes Absinthe's cheek with a thumb. Warm. Still alive.]

I would rather you tell me more about what you would like to experiment with. Apart from strangulation, that is.

Hmm...

[ he lifts his own hand, running the back of it against Levity's, fond ]

Did he restrict you in any way?

[C-CUTE... Levity is easy, just be sweet at him and that goes a very long way towards calming him down.]

Not actively, as it were. The place itself seemed to be doing that for him.

[He reaches out with his free hand to break off a stem of oats. At least in his own dream they're without influence - for now, at the very least.]

...These held the hunger. Whether literal or, shall we say, metaphorical. And they wouldn't let me move much, but I know not if they bent to his will or had a mind of their own, as it were.

Well -- that is something worthy of experimentation, hmm? I cannot say it's something I've tested being on the receiving end of much.

[ experimentally, he grips Levity's wrist and gives it a little squeeze ]

If you are comfortable with as much, of course.

[He gives it some thought, but...]

I am.

[Bondage of any sort is like, really low on the Emotional Difficulty scale. Levity shifts to take hold of both of Absinthe's wrists, moving them gently to pin them down above his head.]

Something like this? Or did you have anything more specific in mind?

You can use a bit more force than that.

[ the grass lengthens -- and strands of it curl to bind Absinthe's wrists, helpfully! ]

If you are comfortable with as much, of course.

[Thank u fucked up horny oats... Levity watches the grass curiously with just a hint of wariness. He remembers it weighing him down, but... it was one of the more complicated parts of it, where Levity would find it hard to draw a clear line between terror and thrill.]

I must say you do look quite enticing like this.

[Though his tone is a little teasing, it's not a lie - a fact easily testified to by the excitement in Levity's smile and the way he slowly slides his hands down Absinthe's arms to start working on unbuttoning his shirt.]

Perhaps I'm a bad influence.

[ it's teasing in turn -- though there's an echo of familiar wording in there that does strike him -- but he's enjoying Levity's own enjoyment of this; glad for it, and it excites him in a way, skin goosebumping where Levity's fingertips touch bare flesh. ]

I wonder. This has been quite good so far.

[apart from the start when he was freaking out but yknow let's ignore that?

Absinthe's enjoyment of this is cute, though! Levity smiles at the reaction, dragging his fingers down his skin purposefully slowly as he opens his shirt and takes in the sight. Nice.

--and, actually. There's an idea.]

...Do you remember our time at the love hotel?

I do, in fact!

[ he seems interested; the weeds give a little so he can let his arms relax, letting out a pleased little sigh. ]

Then you'll recall me lamenting that you hadn't brought along a blade.

[He trails his fingers down Absinthe's chest with a smug smirk; the implication is clear enough, hopefully.]

[ -- a pause, then he laughs and a knife miraculously appears from thin air!! wow!! it's even hanging mid-air, hilt towards Levity for him to grab at will. ]

Edited 2021-03-19 04:40 (UTC)

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