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!]

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[innerdaemons]

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.

[weenwoon]

[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?

[innerdaemons]

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.

[weenwoon]

[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.]

[innerdaemons]

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. ]

[weenwoon]

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?

[innerdaemons]

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. ]

[weenwoon]

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.]

[innerdaemons]

[ -- 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. ]

[weenwoon]

Thank you.

[Levity takes it delicately, smiling - it's more genuine, excited but a little nervous. He rests the tip of the blade against the start of Absinthe's collarbone, just under the throat, without pressing at all yet.]

I understand this is a strange question under the circumstances, but - is this alright with you?

[innerdaemons]

If it were not then I would have objected.

[ he's composed -- but there's still that anticipation in his eyes, and it's also evident in the way his breath intakes a bit, at the sensation of the blade against his skin. ]

[weenwoon]

I do worry somewhat that you would agree to something simply out of desire to make it up to me.

[But! There's bloodplay (gooplay? gross) to be had. Levity's breathing grows deeper, eyes fixed on Absinthe's skin as he presses the edge of the knife down - first just to break skin, draw ichor, but...

His eyes flicker up to Absinthe's as though asking permission before he presses down more.]

[innerdaemons]

I may lie about some matters... But - - not ones such as these.

[ he bites his lip at the press of the knife in - - and it is in fact that black ichor that beads under the blade, oozing thickly out, more so than blood.

at the look Absinthe smiles, nods. ]

You're free to try whatever you would like.

[weenwoon]

[Well, what he would like is, apparently, to touch the zombie goo. For science. Also still keeping the blade in Absinthe's flesh, since he seems to enjoy it.]

...You never quite explained about this.

[innerdaemons]

[ it feels gross. grody. it's thick but it's not sticky -- dripping down his fingers. ]

What part do you feel was lacking explanation?

[weenwoon]

[Gross... Even Levity can tell tasting it would probably be a bad idea. He lets it drip down onto Absinthe's skin instead.]

Mostly--what exactly it is. Corruption or the scourge?

[Also, since we're now going to town apparently - he'll work on cutting deeper into Absinthe's flesh, enough that he'll be able to spread the wound carefully to check if the inside of the flesh is a different colour. Ancients just be like this.]

[innerdaemons]

[ the pain doesn't seem to bother him -- he hardly reacts to that part of it, even, though in theory it'd be agonizing to have a wound spread open like that. ]

Ah ... Some parts of it are akin to the scourge -- the ichor, for one -- but the rest is due to the corruption. Including the cannibalism.

[weenwoon]

[Well, Levity will just assume he's not reacting because it's a dream and they can do whatever here. He guides the knife lower carefully, down to Absinthe's abdomen.]

Oh... You did mention that, yes. The living dead, you called it?

[innerdaemons]

Zombies, as they are colloquially known. We didn't have anything quite as ghastly in my home.

[ his insides are blackened, gunked up with the ichor. ]

[weenwoon]

[GROSS... Levity frowns a little at seeing that, alright let's not go there. This was supposed to be sexy knifeplay. He withdraws the blade, bringing it up instead to press it against Absinthe's chin, tipping it up a little.]

But I assume you still had ghastly things?

[innerdaemons]

[ he laughs (which probably looks gross seeing the organs move as he does so) and tips his head up a bit, but not fully away from the knife. ]

Oh, of course. Daemons take all sorts of shapes.

[weenwoon]

[It is gross, but unfortunately scientific curiousity is still real. Levity finds his eyes flickering down briefly; sometimes you just want to slice a dude open and look at his guts, it happens.

Absinthe leaning away a bit is cute, though! He follows the movement with the blade - there is something exciting about this. Just a little threat, as a treat?]

Such as?

[innerdaemons]

[ it happens! all for science. of course. his head doesn't tilt up then -- he keeps it in place, with a thoughtful hum that vibrates against the blade.

a few feet away from them a black flan oozes into existence, crawling slickly in a circle. ]

For example!

[weenwoon]

[Levity stares at the thing, eyebrows raised. That's the cubus, everyone loves the cubus. Back in the days of PARADISE everyone loved getting attacked by cubuses on the street every day and it was an enjoyable part of all of our days.]

...Hmm. From the name I expected something more... dignified, like Vergil's demon form.

[Disappointed! He wanted to see a hot monster!]

[innerdaemons]

Well, you didn't specify!

[ the puddle melts into the ground :(

in its place a necromancer appears out of a puff of purple-black smoke. spooky! ]