#leifrlokison

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△ [from Leifr!]

Somehow our characters get into a playful wrestling match. Send me a △ and my character will react to feeling yours has become… excited.

Leifr was much too gentle. She continued to push him, egg him on, do what she could so he would cease pulling his punches. He needed to be able to defend himself, body and mind, and not let his of soft nature hold him back.

So Tess offered a pleased smile when he finally had her pinned against the wall, arms held over her head. His breathing was rugged and he still looked uncertain as his eyes flickered over her, and only seemed to notice his arousal when she did.

"I am pleased you are enjoying yourself, my Leifr," she cooed with a smirk, shifting purposefully against him.

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Leifr watched her closely as he sat up a bit, his sleepy demeanor beginning to fade despite holding her close. "It's strange, I have this dream often.. I can never reach her- I mean, it, the light." He blinked, mind wandering. /Her.. Why say her? Maybe because I've dreamt it so often.. My head hurts../

Tess covered up her tension with a sigh. It was an innocent enough gesture to appear simply frustrated that he was keeping them both awake now, even if that was certainly not the true reason.

"It's still dark," she said steadily, sitting up a bit to look at him. "You are going to give yourself a migraine if you keep focusing on making sense out of nonsensical dreams." She tipped forwards to kiss him lightly on the lips, "Go back to sleep."

Then she shifted off him and rolled to her side, facing away from him. It was a strategy -- hopefully her body language and moving away would be negative reinforcement, so he would drop the subject, and once he did she would move closer again. If that did not work, Tess would try to distract him instead. 

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Leifr sighed contently, running his fingers through her hair absent mindedly. "Speaking?" His mind flicked back to the dream, now even hazier than before. "I was dreaming.. It was strange. There was a light... And we were alone.. Well, I was alone. Just myself and the light yet, every time I tried to reach it, I couldn't." He looked down to her, staring into her eyes. That beautiful blue.. It was the same as his light. Perhaps the dream was about her. "I wonder what it meant.. What did I say?"

Tess let her eyes drift shut, focusing on the feel of his fingers through her hair, which he had undone earlier in the evening so it was loose around her. The peace was short lived, as she focused on his words with pursed lips, eyes opening again to find him staring at her.

Too close.

She looked away and shifted, settling more comfortably atop him and nuzzling her face into his neck. "Nonsense," Tess lied with ease. "Most was too jumbled to make sense of." Her arm draped around and over him so her hand could reach his hair, and she fingered through it. "Go back to sleep."

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"Tess.." He took a deep breath, glancing around. It was still dark outside, not quite dawn. It must be early he thought. "My darling, what are you doing awake..?" Leifr pulled her down to him gently, his movements clumsy in his sleepy state. He always enjoyed feeling her against his bare flesh, chest warm against her.

Tess made up for his clumsiness with ease, lightly settling herself half-atop him, resting her head right over his heart. Her arms draped over him, fingers trailing up and down his own arm.

"You were speaking in your sleep," she replied, focusing on the steady beat of his heart just beneath her. She too always enjoyed the feeling of him near, the touch of his skin, his warmth as well as his chill. Him, really, in all he was.

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The memories were faded yet Leifr stretched to grasp them. He was small, perhaps still a child. And in a confined space. There was a bright blue light coming from the center of the room yet every time he attempted to focus, to reach for it, he was taken back, the images hazy. /Leifr../ A familiar, warm voice called him to consciousness. "Mmm.. Mmrpf.. Tess..?" He blinked sleepily, looking up.

Tess watched, tense, as his dream continued. He was getting a bit too close to the truth, and a frown played on her lips as she leaned closer, pale fingers caressing the side of his face. Leifr, she spoke again, into his mind, putting on a slight smile when Leifr finally awoke, blinking up at her.

"Good morning," she cooed, kissing him lightly on the lips.

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[fmh meme] Leifr's breath was forced from his lungs, watching her intently, his face flushing. "Tess, I-" And then she said it, those vulgar words. How strange, how unlike his eloquent Tess. Yet they triggered an animalistic hunger in him. "My Tess.." He held her close, kissing her hard, nuzzling against her warm cheek. "/My Tess../ If.. If that is what you wish of me.. I will gladly give you this..."

My muse pins yours against the wall and whispers "fuck me hard" in their ear. What does your muse do?

It was an experiment, really. Tess simply wanted to see what he would do. She knew full well it wasn't completely characteristic of her, that he wouldn't expect it in the least, and that was exactly why she did it, pressing close against him, hands on his chest where she had pressed to pin him against the wall.

And, much to her gratification, it had the desired results. "Mmm," she hummed pleasantly as he kissed her with a flare of aggression. Her hands slipped from his chest, up around his shoulders, and into his hair, and she enjoyed the feel of his flushed face against hers.

"Good," she murmured, the only word for him to do exactly as he said he would, and she tugged him back down for a steady, nipping kiss.

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"T-Tess.." He murmured through sleep, tossing in bed gently. His dreams were muddled and blurred, hidden memories attempting to claw back into his mind.

It was later in the night, and she had moved a bit from when Leifr had finally fell asleep beside her, now sitting up thumbing through a book. Occasionally her hand would wander back towards him, fingering through his hair or caressing his arm. But her murmured name caught her attention as Leifr shifted uneasily. 

His dreams, she found were giving him trouble. Further, they were not exactly dreams, but memories struggling to come through. For a moment she was unsure. Tess wished to see which memories his subconscious worked towards, to see if she could allow them returned, but doing so would bring them to the front of his mind. And what if they were the wrong memories?

"Leifr," Tess murmured, leaning over him, drawing a hand through his hair and then down his face, "Leifr, dýrr..." She watched him, both physically and mentally, struggling with both curiosity and concern.

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(pretending it's Leifr in heat <3) "Tess, I-I want you."

"Oh?" She glanced up at him, a mischievous smirk spreading across her lips. He was never so forthcoming unless he was truly desperate. And, in all honesty, it was very amusing to watch him handle his heat. Smirk still in place, she slowly stood up, moving to stand in front of him, though not touching. Tess then leaned forwards slightly, tone low. "How badly?"