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TDM 003
| TDM 003: #BEACHBUMS |
I. BEACH  Welcome arrivals, new and old! The skies on Erku may be perpetually gray, but the weather has taken a sudden turn to summertime heat. Fortunately, soaring temperatures have chased away more of the strange fog that conceals so much of the island, unveiling a charming, sandy cove dotted here and there with rustic love shacks. These shabby little lean-tos are dusty and sparse, but they provide everything one (or two, wink wink) might need for a little relief from the sun. Just don’t wander too far... that fog has memory-loss properties. II. DRINKS  The 'bots are very apologetic about the whole fog incident, and they are trying to get on the new arrivals' good sides by giving out fancy drinks. Of course, they still haven't mastered the art of making things properly, so each drink has a little something... extra.
III. SNACKS  Lo! As you ask, the Augur shall provide. Thanks to the efforts of your organic predecessors in restoring the planet’s Eros energy, edible fishes and seaweeds have returned to the ponds and the shores of Erku. If you fancy yourself savvy to basic survival skills, why not fashion up a fishing rod and catch yourself dinner? Just be careful if you happen to hook one of the octopus creatures from the deeper waters - they can be quite forward with their tentacles! Or, if primitive angling isn’t in your repertoire, you can always trade some credits for a tasty catch from one of the food stalls along the coast. Most stalls are manned by 'bots, but there’s nothing stopping an enterprising arrival from setting up shop. No credits? No problem! The robots have also provided a bit of entertainment, and any volunteers to man the kissing booth, get dunked in the wet t-shirt dunk tank, or grill up some fish - among other opportunities - will find credits automatically loaded onto the payment app of their bracelet devices. The 'bots are recruiting especially hard for participants to work in the gloryhole tent! IV. SPARKLES  As dusk descends, the white sands of the beach suddenly come alive with glittering lights. It’s as if the darkened waters have carried a thousand shining stars from the depths of the sea to the shores of the cove. In actuality, each little twinkle is a bioluminescent plankton or jellyfish! Feel free to wade among them and admire their shine; even the sting of the jellies won’t hurt you... though they do pack a different punch. The tentacles of the jellyfish elicit a powerful aphrodisiac response, which gets the heart racing and the blood pumping for an intimate touch. The effects come on within a matter of minutes, and last for a few hours. Only time will relieve the symptoms, but a partner will help to make it more bearable. N A V I G A T I O N |
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Miss! Are you injured?!
[ Perhaps she got bitten by something, or twisted her ankle. He rushes over.
And thankfully, connects the dots between the piece of fabric he's holding and her undressed state.
His cheeks color, and he immediately diverts his gaze. ]
Rest assured, I didn't see anything inappropriate. I assume this is your swimsuit I happened upon.
[ Keeping his eyes to the side, he walks closer, keeping his hand extended out and offering the bikini top. He isn't paying close attention where he's walking due to how flustered he is, which certainly couldn't come back to sting him in the ass later. ]
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Honestly, she wishes could be carried away from this cursed moment and lose herself in the ocean. Clumsy, clumsy Annette, landing herself into trouble again without even trying. There's a voice, sonorous and calming, that washes over her, and she peeps through her eyelashes to see a man, piece of fabric held in his hands and face turned away from her.
Warily, she hoists herself out, stretching out to grab at her bikini top and yank it out of his hands. ]
Thanks...
[ Gingerly, she starts retying her bikini top back around her, snooping glances at the man every few seconds to make sure he isn't peeking. ]
These swimsuits have so many little ties....who in their right mind would wear one!
[ Herself, clearly, though that's only because there hadn't been any one-piece outfits around.
Trying to tie a knot in the middle of her back's proving to be difficult, and as she twists this way and that trying to see over her shoulder, her foot hits a stray seashell and sends her tripping forward....right into Siegfried, naturally, because this is some weird shoujo anime now.
They both go down because I say so, right into the shallow waves and into a tiny cluster of jellyfish. ]
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It's alright. Accidents like this happen quite often, unfortunately. We're lucky that there aren't others around—
[ Sure, Siegfried is trained to have lightning quick reflexes in the battlefield, but that doesn't account for willingly having his eyes closed and being the target of the force of nature known as shoujo cliches. With a surprised Oof, he takes the force of her weight and goes pummeling down, crashing into the water with enough force that they pummel to the bottom.
It hurt, and though Siegfried opens his eyes long enough to realize that they'd fallen on a small school of jellyfish, he also doesn't... feel the pain of a sting. Just a few tiny pinches here and there. Huh. Maybe these are rare non-stinging Jellyfish.
He feels a brush of their tentacles along his legs and arms, and now, he's acutely and awkward aware of Annette's weight on his lap. Hope she managed to get her top back on. ]
A-Are you alright?!
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But thanks for the assist, she's only mildly bruised due to the fall. Mostly, she's just even more horrified. ]
Oh no! I'm so sorry, are you okay? Please be okay...
[ Why does this always happen to her? At least usually she's only hurting herself, but now she's gotten someone else dragged into this mess.
Instead of doing the smart thing and hopping off, she stretches out one hand, leaning over to press one hand against the side of his head. ]
Does it hurt anywhere? I know a few healing spells if you need me to patch you up.
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He laughs, feeling a little silly that she's offering healing spells for a small tumble. ]
I would hope that years of fighting would mean I can take a little fall like that.
[ He also cannot bring himself to move, finding it oddly comforting to feel her weight on his lap, as if he's been starved for touch when he's never craved it in the first place. ]
We're lucky these jellyfish don't seem to possess stingers. I may have really needed your help if they did.
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[ She's momentarily distracted, head turning away from Siegfried's (very pretty) face to stare down at the pinpricks of light still drifting in the shallow water. She'd been granted a reprieve earlier due to her slow movements through the water, but now that the little jellyfish have all been roused from their peaceful life, they sting with a vengeance.
An unpainful vengeance, and after a few seconds of staring (and feeling nothing but the weird tickle of jellies against her feet) she looks back at Siegfried. ]
That is pretty lucky then. I've always been told that everything in the ocean is really dangerous, but this my first time getting to see an ocean since I've been little.
[ And this experience is definitely much better than all the rest of them combined. Hard to say if it's because of how much bigger this beach is or if it's because of the company.
Who she is still on top of. ]
Sorry, I should probably get off...
[ But she doesn't really want to, the awareness of the heat of his body underneath hers and the tantalizing peep of his chest underneath his yukata slowly spreading across her. ]
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[ As the seconds pass, Siegfried is finding this young woman not only pleasant to look at, but to speak with, as well. ]
Not everything in the ocean is dangerous, but it can be a treacherous experience if one gets too arrogant. Rarely have I seen anything as impressive as this luminescent display, though.
[ His voice remains level and calm, not betraying the nerves he's beginning to feel. Siegfried is finding it increasingly difficult to divert his gaze away from her— all of her. She's beautiful, yes, but it's also difficult to ignore her curves, barely concealed by that poorly constructed swimsuit. He leans down and brings their faces closer together, fascinated and impressed by how petite she is and how well she fits against him. ]
It's alright. Truthfully, I can't explain it, but I can't bring myself to stand back up. You're quite enchanting. [ Is this how one flirts. ]
What's your name, miss?
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She barely catches the tail end of his question, too busy staring at his mouth instead. It's a nice mouth. It'd be nicer if it were on her instead.
Wait, what?
She blinks, and colors even more, stammering out an answer. ]
It's Annette. What about you?
[ What name is she going to be crying out when okay no I can't finish this sentence, sorry. ]
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... Siegfried.
[ He gathers the courage to raise his hand, mirroring hers, taking a moment to thread his fingers through her hair and softening his expression the longer he stares at the cute blush on her cheeks. ]
Am I making you nervous?
[ She's definitely making him nervous, not quite sure how to proceed with the racing of his heart and the increasingly uncomfortable tightness between his legs. His hand trails down to cup her chin. ]
I've never felt this way about anyone upon first meeting them. It's strange, but exciting. [ Babby's first aphro ]
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Yes...no...I mean, kind of? But I really like it. You touching me like this, I mean.
[ At least there's one thing aphro can't change: her terminal foot-in-mouth syndrome.
She's forgotten all about the fact that they're still out on the beach where anyone could see - and there are a few last stragglers slowly ambling home. He could ask her to do any number of unspeakable things and she'd probably do all of them with the way her good sense and reason is quickly crumbling. ]
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Yes and no. It's actually a rather astute way of putting it. I feel the same.
[ As much as he wants to lean down and kiss her, the waves continue crashing around them. Siegfried is fairly certain that at this point, he would have gladly drowned if it meant a few more seconds of being close to Annette (they did get stung by a LOT of jellyfish, after all), but he wouldn't wish that fate on her. The moon is rising, and high tide will greet them soon enough. ]
Speaking of treacherous, we should get out of the water before we get swept away. [ He hesitates. ] But I'd like to keep spending more time with you. Is that okay?
[ Before she even replies, he's beginning to stand, scooping her fairly easily into his arms. ]
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I'd like that a lot.
[ The words sound strange coming out of her mouth; she's always been one to put the needs of others above herself. But right now all she wants is to be pressed up against him, enjoying the heat where clothing gives way and skin presses up against skin. ]
I'm not sure there's a good place to go though....all the buildings past the beach are pretty broken down.
[ Not exactly prime cuddling material if she's honest. ]
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Yes, that's true. [ He murmurs, beginning to walk away from the shallow waves and towards the drier sand. She fits so perfectly against him, that if he weren't so eager to explore the rest of her body, he might have been happy to simply carry her for a while. It helps that he's certainly not displeased that carrying her means he has a grip on her thighs. ]
I spotted what looked like some abandoned huts nearby. They look fairly private, from what I could tell. Would you like to see if one is acceptable?
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That...sounds like a good idea.
[ Her voice comes out faint, higher pitched than she'd like it to be. She's too busy hearing her heartbeat pounding in her head, and trying desperately not to think of how rough his hands are and how she wishes they were roaming all over her body instead of staying still on her thighs. She's discovering that she has a lot of wishes, actually, none of which she would ever admit to under the cold hard influence of sobriety. ]
How far away are they?
[ Patience has never been one of her better virtues, but right now it's absolutely trashed in the face of the aphro coursing through her veins. The sooner they stumble into one of those huts, the better. ]
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[ Short enough that it isn't so terrible to walk with an uncomfortable boner. Besides, he's enjoying how easy Annette is to carry, and the fact that she trusts him enough to be comfortable like this despite the fact that they'd just met. Because he can't resist, he leans down to give her a small peck on the lips before beginning to walk.
It isn't long before they find a suitable hut nearby. Siegfried takes a moment to dust any sand off of them, setting her down before they go inside. ]
Is this one alright?
[ He parts the curtain shielding the entrance. There's a blanket completely covering the ground (no Sand in Crack here), and perhaps most importantly, there's privacy. Not that they've seen anyone else nearby. ]
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Five minutes feels more like a thousand years in this state, but it's not long before the shadow of the hut is falling across them. Thank goodness, she thinks for one brief moment, before a thin needle of shame pops that bubble and sends it flying. She shouldn't be so desperate; they've only just met after all. That doesn't stop her from rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure building up inside her. ]
It's perfect. [ She hasn't even looked. ] Please, I don't want to wait anymore—
[ He could drop her on the ground right now and she wouldn't even care. Those itty bitty jellies sure pack a punch, huh. ]
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That doesn't mean he doesn't have a little bit of teasing nature left in him. ]
Alright, alright. [ Siegfried sets her down on the blanket, gently parting her legs and kneeling over Annette. She's even more beautiful like this, flushed and splayed out beneath him. Seeing her like this is the last push needed to override any reason within him. ] As much as I'd like to see you plead a bit more, I'm not doing great with patience, either.
[ He lowers his voice, although they have more than enough privacy now. ]
You've waited long enough.
[ He shifts up, kissing her, sweet and lingering, while his hands travel over the expanse of her back, untying the flimsy strings that held her top in place. ]
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It's a good thing he's got her top, because her own hands are too busy roaming over his body, fingers running over the planes of his chest and the scars that interrupt smooth flesh more often than not. Another time, another place, and she'd be more than eager to listen to him tell stories about how he'd gotten all them.
This isn't the time or place though.
Her answering kisses are eager, teeth nipping at his lips and tongue teasing his, her breath coming in satisfied sighs with every new touch. She'd be happy to stay pressed up against him forever but as it turns out, she's still too much of a people pleaser even with aphro. ]
What...do you want to do?
[ Not even square-wise, but in general. ]
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His arousal is now painfully hard, pressing against her groin teasingly, but he pays it no mind, immediately endeared by Annette's pleasant and sweet nature. Were he in his full rational mind, he would have been charmed regardless.
He shivers at each brush of her wandering hands, parting from her mouth only to kiss and nibble the smooth skin of her jawline, neck, collarbone— whatever of Annette his lips can find. ]
Hmm... I'd like to reward you for your patience with my mouth. [ He murmurs, teeth grazing lightly at the top of her breast. Truthfully, he's not paying any mind to the idea of their cards, relying more on base desire than anything. His gaze does flicker back up, momentarily breathless at the flush on her cheeks. ]
Is that alright?
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Thankfully, it's nothing so extreme—quite the opposite, actually. She's grown increasingly familiar with the magic that hands and fingers can work on the human body, but mouths, on the other hand...
She shivers again, but this time both from anticipation and pleasure. ]
Please.
[ Just the one word again, husky with want. ]
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His breaths grow shallower, lips uttering small groans against the swell of her breast while his hands trickle lower, pulling down the last barrier shielding her body from him over her ankles. Now he's happy to take his time exploring her, humming lowly as his lips wrap around her nipple, curiously swirling his tongue around the nub.
Annette is so, so warm, soft, and alluring. He seeks to draw out more of those little sounds, slipping his hand along her waist and letting it sink between her thighs. ]
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Her hands move back up, fingers tangling in his hair. Some giddy part of her wonders how she's ended up in this situation - not the part where she's sitting naked in a complete stranger's lap, but the part where said stranger is tall and handsome and so surprisingly gentle. Like some gallant knight out of a story book
except we all know he's actually друг.She's never played the part of princess, too much of a bookworm to ever think much about something like that, but she lets herself fall into the role now, giving him ready access to any part of her he desires. ]
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He can't help but feel pulled in in to the gentle way she threads her hands in his hair, to the soft sounds drawn out by each flicker of his tongue. He has half a mind to encourage her to plead a little more, but his impatience would be his undoing, too.
All the while, his fingers find her pussy, fore and middle gently stroking along the sides of her clit while he slowly kisses down her body. He's pleased to find that she's just as aroused as he is, the feeling of her, warm and slick and ready making his cock twitch and weep for attention.
Not yet. ]
I can see it was cruel to make you wait even this long, Miss Annette.
[ He muses, looking up at her from the dip of her waist, gaze as adoring as he might look at a familiar lover, because in the moment, he can ignore that they've barely exchanged names. She feels warm, comforting, and inviting, and he'll take that invite, sinking those same fingers inside of her as he continues mapping his way lower with his lips. ]
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(Or maybe she's just naturally expressive, arching her back with each swirl of his tongue, and tightening her legs as if to hold his teasing fingers in place. And though words are failing at the moment, there's no shortness of sound escaping through her lips, uttered between uneven breaths.)
His voics washes over her, lapping at her like a gentle ocean wave, and it's only some seconds later that she can pull her wits together long enough - Goddess, but that feels so good! - to muster up a reply. ]
Then don't make me wait any longer...
[ The unspoken please hangs in the air between them. ]
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He finally gives into that urge, wordlessly accepting her plea. He settles between her thighs fully now, gently parting her labia with his free hand and grazing the tip of his nose along her inner thigh.
Right, no more waiting.
Siegfried tastes her slowly, at first. The flat of his tongue drags lazily along her clit, and the thrust of his fingers inside of her has slowed, as well. It is only when an involuntary shift of his legs causes fabric to brush against his arousal, that his hunger once again overrides reason. He groans, indulging her by applying more pressure, exploring her at a steady pace.
This world may be turning him into a deviant, for he cannot help but enjoy the warmth of her cunt, the feeling of her slick and needy against his lips. ]
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damn i forgot how horny this tag was... blobsweats
closes eyes, don't remind me
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it is in this moment that i wish i knew how gbfs felt about premarital sex
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