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[pushing against the hold on his wrists to test how strong the tentacles are]

... I might just end up making things worse, at this rate. I think... I may have to fight you.

[ he made himself a bit of a threat, so their grip is kind of tight. ]

...I guess. [ looks disappointed at the turn of events. ] And here I had hoped we could all just get along. [ a small laugh. ] Poor showing guys. [ to the tentacles, though her sass earns her another squeeze, the seams of her uniform splitting as she starts squirming a bit more. ]

If that's what you think, then... don't hold back.

[his gaze is immediately drawn to where her uniform is tearing, and he has an internal battle about not looking too hard]

... forgive me. I don't have many tools in my arsenal right now, and I don't know what will work and what won't. So, I'm... going to use Nightmare Vision first.

[ she looks aside and just nods. ] ...anything would, but [ it would hurt her too, but that's not really a problem for either of them, right. ] nightmare vision is... it's fine. [ not it's not, but she agreed to this at the start. it's fine. everything's fine. ]

I'll, ah, see you on the other side then, ..?

[he nods, and at first it doesn't seem like a nightmare at all: it's just giving in to her desires. the tentacles curl around her tightly, tearing her clothes off and dragging over bare skin, touching her everywhere she wants to be touched, teasing her and filling her and making her scream until she's hoarse. the sensation completely overwhelms her, and all the while raven just watches, his eyes glittering in the dark, and through the haze of pleasure she suddenly understands--he's the one directing them, making them move, making them take her over and over until she's drunk on overstimulation. his hand waves and the tentacles slither underneath her, at his command. they're not touching him at all anymore, and when her legs give out they carry her over to the bench and lay her down. what sort of magic he's wielding is anyone's guess, but by the end of it all, they retreat back inside underneath her skin, and she's left there, boneless and exhausted and unable to speak for the waves of sensation still ravaging her body. it feels like it'll last forever, it won't stop even if she begs him, and she's totally helpless to do anything about it...]

[but none of it was real, nothing like that happened--except raven trying to free himself from the tentacle's grasp as soon as the vision takes over, putting a good five feet between himself and dva]

[ as soon as the vision starts the tentacles all ease their grip, as if, like her, memorized by the nightmare. she takes shuddering breath after shuddering breath, her mouth dropping open as she tries to make sense of what the fuck. ]

[ there's a strange disconnect between reality right now, because that could happen, should happen, and... would be happening if raven wasn't standing five feet away, right? right?! ]

[ she opens her mouth, but for a moment she can't speak. or maybe that's just because her brain has yet to catch up with her. ] Raven, watch me, watch us, please.

[shit, he wants to. he's tempted to close the distance and kiss her again, kiss her through whatever must be going through her mind right now, but he needs to get a grip on himself. with a hard swallow, he takes another step back and reaches for the door]

I am, Dva. I'm watching you. Just... relax.

...a- alright, good, [ she stumbles a few steps back until she hits the adjacent wall, her stance widening as one of the tentacles disappears beneath her skirt. ] becaahahhhah. [ her face scrunches for a moment, gaze hitting the floor after a moment as she starts panting. ]

Raven.

I'm trying.
I swear I'm trying.

[ she paws at her uniform until her fingers catch one of the tears from earlier, and then she's pulling at the fabric until it's peeling away from her body to reveal her bare, scaled chest. ]

...just feel like I'm, ah, like I'm going to burst.

[ffffff okay it's time to go. definitely time to go. ... time to go, raven!!]

I know. I...

[his resolve crumbles and he quickly strides over to her, just long enough to kneel down and kiss her deeply]

I wish I was stronger. But I'm not.

Good night, Dva.

[lets go of her and practically runs out of the building]

[ if she were in her right mind she probably wouldn't blame him. though, honestly... she can't blame him now either... mostly because she barely realizes what's going on. the kiss is amazing, not that she expected any less, and it leaves her lightheaded enough that when she "comes to" he's gone. she'd make a comment, but the tentacles keep her preoccupied, fully intending to see just what her limits are, ... ]

[ good-bye raven.
sorry it had to end like this. ]

[TIME FOR A LONG, COLD SHOWER]

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