Dream Post XI

[wotanon]

[ sometimes NSFW is the post-bad game therapy that's needed. ]

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[at_heart]

[ The bed is really comfortable and so is he, but Lupine is barely comfortable with waking up to find other people in his room, so he jumps a little at the contact and then — and then...

Oh man. ]

Sorry?

[ we fight the dream because This Is Not Our Kink ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Whoa- jeez, sorry, you're more sensitive than I thought.

[at_heart]

[ Yeah, he's actually a very light sleeper, but that wording + bed + having his foot kissed + master is adding up to some very unnerving numbers in Lupine's head right now. ]

It happens. [ Not to him, literally ever, but theoretically. ] What were you... doing.

[ —This is his room, isn't it? He was pretty sure it was a few seconds ago, and it can't be anyone else's room, but there's obviously something weird going on here. If he's in someone else's room, maybe Aster's confused?

(Dream logic.) ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Well, you told me to wake you up in a way that would be more exciting and... that's what I came up with.

[ Maybe he should have gone the tickling route after all... ]

[at_heart]

[ he told you to do what now ]

Did I.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Yeah. If you keep sleeping through your morning meetings, we're both going to be in trouble.

[at_heart]

[ his morning whats ]

...why would you be in trouble for me missing meetings?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

I... have to keep you on schedule, don't I?

[at_heart]

Yeah? Says who?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Well, you did after we got in trouble last time.

[at_heart]

[ ............................................ ] [ He does not like this version of him that apparently exists in... whatever place this is. (Game?) (Dream?) Like, can we call a time-out here, find Other Him, and punch him squarely in the face. ]

Got in trouble with who? Seriously, who is holding you accountable for what I do. You're a person, not an alarm clock.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Lupine sure did enter this dream swinging. ]

Whoa- ah, thanks?

[at_heart]

[ Sorry?? He had limited tolerance for this even as cutesy super-consensual-and-for-fun maid cafe role play, it got worse after he found out Kit wasn't actually enjoying it, and the idea of you getting in trouble for his mistakes while you're calling him 'master' really makes him want to bite something. ]

...Aster. Who do you think I am.

[ There are multiple layers to this question, because if this isn't a game, it's got to be based on something, and if you've ever actually had a master, Lupine is going to want in on someday getting to kick their ass. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ He feels vaguely like he's in some sort of trouble and really cannot place why. ]

... Lord Lupine... ?

[at_heart]

[ ugh ] [ Doesn't like seeing that look on Aster's face, either, though. ]

—Hey. [ Deliberately softening both his tone and his own expression. ] It's all right. I'm... not mad at you.

[ Starts to shift out of bed, thinking he wants to get on more of an equal level with Aster, and then pauses as he feels the sheets moving over — skin, cool cool cool. Not that he doesn't usually sleep naked, but he would've appreciated some clothes here. ]

...You work for me, huh?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ He does relax some, in fact enough to get up to retrieve Lupine's yukata and bring it over for him. ]

A bad morning then?

And, yeah. Who else would it be?

[at_heart]

[ ...He'll take that, yeah. ]

Yes.

[ This is a terrible, horrible morning. ]

But I meant more—

What's your job. Apart from, I guess, waking me up in the morning.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Oh, maintaining the general house affairs, more or less as your assistant. Making sure you wake up on time's as much for keeping me on schedule as it is for you, if that's of any comfort?

[at_heart]

[ Slipping into the yukata. ]

Yeah, not so much. [ Breezy. ] What's the more or less?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Well, I can't really help you with the paperwork and such, but I can at least make sure you're on schedule and your day-to-day needs at taken care of so you don't have to worry about them.

[at_heart]

[ Gross, why is he doing paperwork. ]

I can't possibly be paying you enough for all that.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Laughs, but it's soft and warm. ]

The pay's not the only reason why I'm here.

[at_heart]

[ Something unclenches a tiny bit to hear that, because at least you're being paid, but also wait what. ]

It's... not?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Just Looks at him, which is probably the first time ever Aster's done that. ]

Yeah. You're the reason.

[at_heart]

[ His surprise is probably pretty comical? He is actively pointing at himself, like. Him? You're sure??? ]

Me.