[ Yeah, it totally works with the swimmy dream logic, and it's honestly so much more comfortable for him than Shy Confessions anyway, but Lupine will crook a finger at him. C'mere. ]
Yeah? Because I've got this terrible habit. [ Beat. If Aster comes closer, this is where he's going to curl his fingers in the front of Aster's own robe and tug him down onto the bed. ] Sometimes I eat my dessert first.
[ Awake Aster? Would have gotten nowhere near this conversation, probably having long ago turned it to something about paperwork and a healthy breakfast and such. ]
[ Dream Aster? He'll move around the table at that little crook of Lupine's finger and get tugged in, catching a hand on the futon below him to put himself nose-to-nose with his temporary master. There's a flush over his face and the tips of his ears, but even so he manages to steadily get out: ]
That sounds like quite the bad habit... But perhaps it's not too bad to indulge now and then.
[ And this is why Dream Aster is kinda hot. ] [ Lupine's gaze goes a little darker, his grin a little wider, and all the concerns he had when he first found himself in this dream go out the window. ]
[ There's a brief flash of a smile that's full of confidence before he's leaning in to close the gap with a kiss that's all slow building and raw heat, his free hand moving up to bury into Lupine's hair to keep him close. ]
[ —Very nice. Lupine's grinning into it after a few seconds, but then he gives the front of Aster's shirt another firm tug. Into his lap, there's a good boy.
A nip for Aster's bottom lip, which he hopes is nicely encouraging. ]
[ There's no hesitance in the shift of his body from leaning into Lupine to sliding into his lap, comfortably sitting himself close with a breathy sigh into Lupine's mouth. He's very shortly refocused on deepening the kiss after the nip that pulls a quiet groan out of him, both hands now in Lupine's hair because who wouldn't want to touch Lupine's hair honestly. But they trail through languidly to brush his fingers against the other's scalp, curling just slightly for that touch of nails against him. ]
[ His hair is honestly very nice, fine and kind of silky when it's recently brushed, and just generally in better condition than people normally expect — or expected, before he showed up here and started doing moderately fancy things with it.
But also? He's pretty reactive to having it played with and yanked on, and he likes that miniature scalp massage, a low noise of his own deep in his throat in response as his grip tightens, free hand finding Aster's hip and dragging him closer still. Close enough to grind. ]
[ There's an abrupt moan into Lupine's mouth, sharp and breathy as his hips are pulled down against Lupine's and he can't help the near-automatic response to follow that guidance and roll his hips down again. The nails against Lupine's scalp drag a bit more than he means to from the sensation, not nearly rough enough to draw blood but rougher than someone sitting in his 'master's' lap would think to. ]
[ At this closeness, Lupine can probably feel more than see how flushed Aster is on his cheeks to the tips of his ears and the back of his neck, but even with that fluster he seems to know exactly what he wants and goes for it, pressing his tongue into Lupine's mouth and pulling taste after taste of him that's sure to at least leave himself breathless at least. ]
[ Oh, that's great, he likes that. Might especially like the little burst of pain, but you know. Different strokes.
Lupine meets that kiss, newly almost hungry for it; and after a beat of indecision he yanks Aster to him and rolls back, so that he's flat on his back on the bed and Aster's astride him.
He can get into D/s, but this dream started a little too literal for him, and in this moment he'd much rather have Aster on top. ]
[ Aster's tugged in with that pull easily enough, giving a soft grunt into the kiss at the movement though and breaking their kiss just for a moment. A moment that he needs to shift himself on top of Lupine, leaning back so he can get off his own top and shove it away, his hands going for that open front of his 'master's' yukata and spread it open while dragging his fingernails over slowly bared skin. ]
[ Zero judgments for Aster. It's a totally harmless fantasy! But he likes that, watches it happen with lidded eyes gone dark, and hisses softly at the gentle scrape—
—only to be brought up maybe a little short by Aster's words, but in a very different way from how he's been startled before. This is just the — blank beat of surprise everyone gets when they do or say something that implies he's, like, objectively good-looking or something? Somehow??
After a second or two, it shifts into a faintly bemused smile, then passes entirely into a smirk. ]
Say it like that and you'll make a guy think he's doing something wrong.
[ Lupine arches just a few centimeters off the bed, enough that he can yank the knot in his obi so that it comes completely undone, then settles back down, watching Aster expectantly. ]
[ He reaches a hand to the obi to pull it away, absently licking his lips because he's suddenly finding them rather dry looking down at Lupine like this. His whole mouth feels dry, in fact, and there's the idle thought that there's a bunch of ways he could take care of that. One of which he's settling himself right on top of, which means that the bottom of Lupine's yukata is pinned closed, that last layer and Aster's own very loosened yukata all that's left between them, but there's a bit of excitement in saving it. In savoring it, even. ]
I'd give the line about not wanting to be right in this case, but I'd rather hear you groaning from me in this-
[ He gives a pointed roll of his hips down against Lupine's that is far too purposeful for it to not be his first time doing something like that. ]
- regard rather then because of my corny line.
[ From the heated look in Aster's eyes, one that's concentrated on Lupine himself as he leans down to press kisses and nips and sharp bites over Lupine's chest, he's found his rhythm. That rhythm just happens to be chasing after any of those sensations that get Lupine to react in nice ways. His hands keep busy too, dragging nails up Lupine's sides and sliding under his lower back to curl his fingers there too, encouraging the other man to arch up into him. ]
[ ...There's a lot of intensity in that look, more intensity than would make sense if he weren't standing in for someone else here, and for a moment it unsettles Lupine a little; for a moment, he almost remembers that he shouldn't really be letting this happen.
But then Aster speaks, teases him with that strangely-not-strange ease, and Lupine relaxes again — just in time to groan on cue. He lets his head fall back, laughs breathlessly, and starts to say something, but hngh Aster's mouth is wonderfully distracting.
He drags his bottom lip between his teeth, smothering the sounds he's definitely making with every bite in particular, but he is entirely cooperative when Aster starts urging him to bow his back.
Lupine's hands reach up, one gripping Aster by the hair — though he's careful, even in the heat of the moment, not to pull — while the other fists in his yukata, starting to tug it more o ut of the way, haah.
Very thick, sounding almost as distracted as he is, ]
[ It's said with an easy tease in his voice that's coupled with his own soft groan as he rolls his hips against Lupine's again when the other man starts to tug at his obi. And as nice as that friction is, he's definitely in agreement that less layers between them would make it even better. ]
[ He shifts forward onto his knees, taking the moment to put himself back into kissing range of Lupine's mouth and taking advantage of it to catch him for another kiss. This time he's armed with the knowledge that mixing in nips and bites seem to get a better response so he does just that, biting at Lupine's lower lip himself between kisses. His hands keep busy as well, sliding their way down Lupine's sides and hips to finish spreading open his yukata so the other man's finally bared completely under him. ]
[ A sight he'll sneak a glance down at between moving to nip just under Lupine's ear. ]
[ And yeah, that's definitely... working just like Aster wants it to. Lupine sucks a breath in through his teeth at a particularly hard nip, shivering tautly, and grins when he feels open air on more of his skin. Honestly a little too distracted to notice the way he's being looked at, caught up in the sensations. But the question brings him breathless pause.
Eyes roll open, find Aster's face. His pupils are blown, his bottom lip ever so slightly swollen from biting it himself. Turns his head to give Aster better access and murmurs, ]
Guess that depends, doesn't it. [ Almost a hum in his voice, dipping low. ] What're my options here?
[ The red on the tips of his ears darkens in color as he draws his head back and looks down in Lupine, takes in the state that he had a very generous hand in putting his master in. It's an addictive sight he'd love to drink in, but Lupine's voice breaks easily through his flushed haze and he's as attentive as ever to his words. ]
[ In sitting up, he takes one of Lupine's hands, bringing it up to kiss the palm as he meets the other's gaze. ]
I'd like to take care of the master's needs, but it would depend on if the master would like to relax-
[ Biting down on his palm, a heated and playful and promising look in his eyes as he smiles in a way that's sharper than Aster would ever normally. ]
[ This dream of yours is very flattering, Aster. Lupine's own grin widens lazily. ]
Oh... never really been much for lying back and taking it. [ Light. Playful. Shifting his weight so that he can bring his mouth almost to Aster's. ] So if that first one was your way of offering to pitch, I'd much rather be up on my knees. [ His voice dipping lower again: ] Against the headboard, maybe.
[ Sweetly, ]
Or bent over my desk.
[ That idea's especially nice. :|a Aster could help him ruin all the dream paperwork! ]
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Yeah? Because I've got this terrible habit. [ Beat. If Aster comes closer, this is where he's going to curl his fingers in the front of Aster's own robe and tug him down onto the bed. ] Sometimes I eat my dessert first.
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[ Dream Aster? He'll move around the table at that little crook of Lupine's finger and get tugged in, catching a hand on the futon below him to put himself nose-to-nose with his temporary master. There's a flush over his face and the tips of his ears, but even so he manages to steadily get out: ]
That sounds like quite the bad habit... But perhaps it's not too bad to indulge now and then.
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Go on, then. Indulge me.
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A nip for Aster's bottom lip, which he hopes is nicely encouraging. ]
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But also? He's pretty reactive to having it played with and yanked on, and he likes that miniature scalp massage, a low noise of his own deep in his throat in response as his grip tightens, free hand finding Aster's hip and dragging him closer still. Close enough to grind. ]
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[ At this closeness, Lupine can probably feel more than see how flushed Aster is on his cheeks to the tips of his ears and the back of his neck, but even with that fluster he seems to know exactly what he wants and goes for it, pressing his tongue into Lupine's mouth and pulling taste after taste of him that's sure to at least leave himself breathless at least. ]
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Lupine meets that kiss, newly almost hungry for it; and after a beat of indecision he yanks Aster to him and rolls back, so that he's flat on his back on the bed and Aster's astride him.
He can get into D/s, but this dream started a little too literal for him, and in this moment he'd much rather have Aster on top. ]
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[ Aster's tugged in with that pull easily enough, giving a soft grunt into the kiss at the movement though and breaking their kiss just for a moment. A moment that he needs to shift himself on top of Lupine, leaning back so he can get off his own top and shove it away, his hands going for that open front of his 'master's' yukata and spread it open while dragging his fingernails over slowly bared skin. ]
You... look too good.
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—only to be brought up maybe a little short by Aster's words, but in a very different way from how he's been startled before. This is just the — blank beat of surprise everyone gets when they do or say something that implies he's, like, objectively good-looking or something? Somehow??
After a second or two, it shifts into a faintly bemused smile, then passes entirely into a smirk. ]
Say it like that and you'll make a guy think he's doing something wrong.
[ Lupine arches just a few centimeters off the bed, enough that he can yank the knot in his obi so that it comes completely undone, then settles back down, watching Aster expectantly. ]
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I'd give the line about not wanting to be right in this case, but I'd rather hear you groaning from me in this-
[ He gives a pointed roll of his hips down against Lupine's that is far too purposeful for it to not be his first time doing something like that. ]
- regard rather then because of my corny line.
[ From the heated look in Aster's eyes, one that's concentrated on Lupine himself as he leans down to press kisses and nips and sharp bites over Lupine's chest, he's found his rhythm. That rhythm just happens to be chasing after any of those sensations that get Lupine to react in nice ways. His hands keep busy too, dragging nails up Lupine's sides and sliding under his lower back to curl his fingers there too, encouraging the other man to arch up into him. ]
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But then Aster speaks, teases him with that strangely-not-strange ease, and Lupine relaxes again — just in time to groan on cue. He lets his head fall back, laughs breathlessly, and starts to say something, but hngh Aster's mouth is wonderfully distracting.
He drags his bottom lip between his teeth, smothering the sounds he's definitely making with every bite in particular, but he is entirely cooperative when Aster starts urging him to bow his back.
Lupine's hands reach up, one gripping Aster by the hair — though he's careful, even in the heat of the moment, not to pull — while the other fists in his yukata, starting to tug it more o ut of the way, haah.
Very thick, sounding almost as distracted as he is, ]
Hey — corny's... not so bad...
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[ It's said with an easy tease in his voice that's coupled with his own soft groan as he rolls his hips against Lupine's again when the other man starts to tug at his obi. And as nice as that friction is, he's definitely in agreement that less layers between them would make it even better. ]
[ He shifts forward onto his knees, taking the moment to put himself back into kissing range of Lupine's mouth and taking advantage of it to catch him for another kiss. This time he's armed with the knowledge that mixing in nips and bites seem to get a better response so he does just that, biting at Lupine's lower lip himself between kisses. His hands keep busy as well, sliding their way down Lupine's sides and hips to finish spreading open his yukata so the other man's finally bared completely under him. ]
[ A sight he'll sneak a glance down at between moving to nip just under Lupine's ear. ]
Or... would you like more of something else?
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[ And yeah, that's definitely... working just like Aster wants it to. Lupine sucks a breath in through his teeth at a particularly hard nip, shivering tautly, and grins when he feels open air on more of his skin. Honestly a little too distracted to notice the way he's being looked at, caught up in the sensations. But the question brings him breathless pause.
Eyes roll open, find Aster's face. His pupils are blown, his bottom lip ever so slightly swollen from biting it himself. Turns his head to give Aster better access and murmurs, ]
Guess that depends, doesn't it. [ Almost a hum in his voice, dipping low. ] What're my options here?
[ ...And then, inspired: ]
What do you want your 'master' do for you?
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[ In sitting up, he takes one of Lupine's hands, bringing it up to kiss the palm as he meets the other's gaze. ]
I'd like to take care of the master's needs, but it would depend on if the master would like to relax-
[ Biting down on his palm, a heated and playful and promising look in his eyes as he smiles in a way that's sharper than Aster would ever normally. ]
-or work out his morning energy.
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Oh... never really been much for lying back and taking it. [ Light. Playful. Shifting his weight so that he can bring his mouth almost to Aster's. ] So if that first one was your way of offering to pitch, I'd much rather be up on my knees. [ His voice dipping lower again: ] Against the headboard, maybe.
[ Sweetly, ]
Or bent over my desk.
[ That idea's especially nice. :|a Aster could help him ruin all the dream paperwork! ]