TDM 003

[erkumods]

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. Geloso: Has a slightly bitter, yet refreshing herbal taste... and it will make you feel inexplicably envious of virtually anything, to a petty degree! Be it someone else’s shoes or their incredibly muscular physique, you’re jealous enough to tell them about it! Colpito: Fruity and sweet like candy. If you drink this, you will feel hopelessly infatuated with the very next person who catches your eye! Vivace: Delightfully tart, with a flavor somewhere between citrus and raspberry. This summery drink will fill you with bubbly energy. Whether you’re feeling flirty or just mischievous and playful, you’ve never felt more alive! Verace: Creamy, earthy, and a little nutty - the flavor is hard to describe, but delicious. After drinking this, you’ll feel strangely compelled to spill something you’ve been keeping a secret, no matter how incriminating or embarrassing. Conoscere: The robots are especially excited about this flavor! They’ve heard organic beings enjoy chocolate, and hope you like their first attempt (it’s a little bitter, but it is chocolatey). Those who drink this will feel incredibly confident and sensual. Better yet, if you share it with a partner - which the 'bots encourage you to do - you’ll find that every touch is enhanced, and every sensation is shared between the two of you. A lucky few may even be able to sense one another’s thoughts! 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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[improvise]

[ klavier isn't going to stop escaping towards his shelter, and noctis unfortunately keeps pace with him even after klavier forces his hand away. even if noctis had fallen behind, odds truly are that klavier's musician's ear would have heard him, just like he hears him now.

he slows a few steps, finding it in him to meet noctis with a furrowed brow, despite the tightness in his chest and the heat pooling between his legs. before he can say a word, noctis suddenly has his hand in a vice grip, and the flurry of feeling up his arm and through his chest makes his breath catch. klavier's being led behind him, eyelids fluttering a little as he breathes in deeply, trying to quell the feeling in his chest. ]

'Fix it?' And how are you- [ he clears his throat. they have to be getting close. ] You know what you're suggesting, don't you? Unless there is some other treatment. A serum or pill, perhaps.

[allumer]

You have to get off. You know, like... [ He makes a bizarre flailing hand gesture with his free hand that ultimately doesn't make any sense, but saying it is always harder than just doing it (how?? don't ask). ] You're going to think I'm crazy or I'm a pervert, or both, I get it. It doesn't make any sense but that's what you have to do when this happens. I've been here longer than you.

[ He's had a run-in or two with a situation like this before already. Their footsteps scuff through the sand until Noctis gets to the closest shack, no door, so they just head on in. Aside from a plastic chair in a corner and a small cot there's nothing else inside. ]

[improvise]

[ what was that hand motion.... if the aphrodisiac wasn't slowly lacing its way through klavier's body, he would keep his squinted eyes at noctis for a little longer. ]

No offense, Herr Fischer, but I'm familiar with how to normally deal with these things. I was only asking if there was... another remedy for this embarrassment.

[ he's been made aware that at least what's happening to him seems very real, not some reality show ploy or an elaborate prank. the people on this island are stranded here, and sex seems like the only way to survive. he had begun to settle into the idea of sleeping around with these strangers—his prospects weren't terrible, even including his eager savior. he just wishes the scenario was something less shameful. he's the one who chases, not the one being chased.

it's a little uncomfortable to walk by the time he steps into the lean-to, glancing at the open door and giving a little glare at the idea of it being so open.

his body doesn't give him much time to think about it; he already feels too hot in his clothes, sweat beading on his templates, and he feels out of breath. his eyes are on noctis, his hand still warm in his. it wouldn't be bad, to share something with this person... ]

I've been told the way of things here. I don't assume that you're anything.

[ he takes a step closer. ]

If you're insistent on helping me... then I insist that I repay you.

[allumer]

[ There's a smell to the shack that reminds Noctis of waking up in a tent near the beach, a bit stuffy, but the scent of the ocean breeze feels more concentrated, stronger. There's like a musk of body heat, and he wonders if anyone's used it recently, which sort of makes him wish he'd chosen a different one but they're already there and being picky is pointless.

He's in the process of removing the single glove on one hand then then shrugging out of his jacket, but before he can toss them to the chair his companion approaches and he accidentally drops everything to the ground.

Wait. Wait, what's this about repayment? Noctis puts his hands on his chest to keep him from approaching closer. ]

You don't have to, since I'm fine. See? I'm fine. [ You can take a look down and see he is very much not dealing with the same issue, so there's no reason for like a mutual exchange of services or anything.

He's not used to doing this with anyone other than his usual suspects. ] Like I can just... use my hands, or my mouth. To get it done fast. I figured that's what you'd prefer?

[improvise]

[ the dense, musty air inside of their lodgings—however shabby and porous it seemed between the stalks and trunks of wood—hits klavier in a heavier wave than noctis. he recognizes the smell, and it dries his mouth and cloys his lungs. someone was in here before, he can tell, kissing and touching and whatever comes after.

klavier's hand finally comes free from noctis's, and he uses it to push his bangs, feeling the sweat beading on his temple. it's something to distract him from wanting to strip in unfamiliar company that seems to pity him more than anything else.

he hadn't meant to surprise noctis, but his gaze is shortly on the items on the ground before they're back to noctis and his words. he can't help his eyes flickering to his mouth as he suggests it, but he swallows hard and tries to keep his gaze. he shakes his head. ]

You... are doing me a service. Whatever is most comfortable for you, ja?

[ pushing his bangs again, quicker this time. a nervous habit. he actually smiles, his eyes dropping to the floor between them. he's still holding his jacket. ]

I'm... not so used to only passively receiving, if you can understand what I mean.

[ his smile falls away as he looks back at noctis. ]

But I won't force this on you if you'd rather not take it. I will still owe you a favor regardless. Any other favor within my power to give here. My pride won't have it any other way.

[allumer]

[ Well the good news is the guys is cooperative. The shockingly better news is that apparently he even wants to reciprocate. That... sure turned out better than expected. ]

Your pride... one of those types, huh?

[ The sort that needs to repay a good deed, regardless of what it is, like being given a blowjob in a tiny beach shack. Noctis huffs. ]

I mean, I won't say no then, if that's how you feel. I kinda like doing this for guys, so odds are I'll get... turned on. So it's not like you'll have nothing to work with.

[ He's learned a lot about himself, aka, he likes blowing guys. And it'd be pretty miserable to wait for his "situation" to go down or take care of it on his own. Ultimately they'd both get something out of this and if there's no discomfort or complaints, then what's stopping them? Other than Noctis' usual trepidation anytime he's sexual with someone new. But the island won't ever change, and sex won't stop being a thing until they manage to leave, so they'd might as well make the best of the situation.

Hey, if he gets to get off with another willing person (and the guy's pretty attractive, damn him and his thing for blonds), might as well go for it. ]

You can take off or leave on whatever you want, as long as you get your pants down. You should probably sit too.

[improvise]

[ at least noctis is honest, even if he's hesitant about it. klavier can let himself relax in this situation, knowing that the party helping him actually enjoys what they're about to do, despite the promiscuity of it. if he were in a better state, he would probably be able to afford teasing noctis about it a little.

by the end of noctis's reply, klavier is smiling again, amused despite his symptoms. ]

Not one for atmosphere, are you?

[ he'll undress himself for you, noctis, since you're so shy. he says between heated breath, stalking over to the chair in the corner of the room. he doesn't sit just yet, his hands coming first to the front of his shirt, where he undoes every button with quick, practiced precision.

klavier isn't gladio, but it's clear he works to keep an attractive, muscled figure underneath his suit. noctis will get a good view of it once klavier turns around to face him; he can't keep being shy about his uh, boner now that noctis will see it in full detail, he figures.

already feeling better now that his shirt is opened, the ocean air breathing into the room and onto his skin, his hands go to open his belt next. he raises his eyes to noctis as he opens the buckle without even looking. he's still smiling, eyes half-lidded, his mouth open while he breathes shallowly. ]

What is your name?

[allumer]

[ He's a big baby that barely lost his virginity like two months ago, don't bully! Noctis scoffs but clearly looks flustered. ]

Don't expect romance out of me. I'm bad at it anyway.

[ Always keep your expectations low, as they say, which is why when his companion begins to impress Noctis definitely finds himself very impressed. When you travel with a group of guys 24/7, and when you're as confused about your sexuality as much as Noctis has been, it's difficult not to admire the male form in all its shapes and sizes. Gladio's musculature has probably spoiled him the most because he just loves walking around without a shirt for absolutely no reason, but he's also not the norm, and Noct knows this. Ignis is gorgeous, with his long lean body and legs that seem to go for days, and Prompto has that definite "cute" aspect, though his arms sure are a treat. Impressive biceps for a little freckled gunner-type.

Girls like Luna are sweet and soft and wonderful to hold.

But guys can be hot and have dicks, and dicks do really incredible things. ]

Noctis, your new gothic-looking friend. Yours?

[improvise]

[ aw he is a little baby... despite his slightly prickly response, klavier only smiles wider. he's used to prickly types—not that noctis would know. noctis might be especially easy to navigate considering how easy it is to follow his eyes as klavier strips. yes, klavier is impressive, and he loves the validation.

it makes the hunger he's feeling a little stronger, yet a little more bearable under his growing comfort and confidence with his companion. he chuckles, sliding the belt free from his belt loops, but he softens his gaze as best as he can under the current conditions. ]

Noctis. Call me Klavier. I apologize for my nonsense earlier.

[ he drops the belt to the floor, but instead of continuing to strip, he reaches for noctis's hand again. his own hand feels clammy and hot, but he wants to draw noctis closer to him, if he allows it. the touch will spring more longing in him, the sensation rippling through his body, but he forces himself to be patient. ]

I'll admit that you don't sound open to the concept of it.

[ his free hand comes to noctis's chin, tipping it up towards him. his thumb grazes his lip as he looks between his eyes. he still sounds slightly out of breath, but maybe, if he cranes his head and leans in close to noctis, it'll matter less. ]

You are not unimpressive, Herr Noctis. The poison is difficult to ignore, but I would like to do this with you properly.

[allumer]

[ It isn't particularly that he's not open to the concept but more like his life's been such a depressing mess and his emotions are all weird and convoluted that "romance" is a bizarre concept for him. He's also twenty and never been in a relationship before aside from exchanging love notes through a journal with the girl he was supposed to get married to and then she. Died.

So. Yeah.

This kind of thing, awkward hook-ups in shacks at the beach? Somehow easier. Because it's just sex, but also, he's got a willing partner, which makes it easier to not be so anxious over the whole thing. He lets himself be tugged forward, the brush of a thumb along his lip rather exciting, and he thinks he has some kind of excuse for himself on the tip of his tongue but Noctis decides not to bother. His excuses are depressing. Also, keeping Klavier (what kind of name even is that? says the fantasy video game protag where all the names are in latin waiting would be pretty rude by this point.

He offers his companion a little sheepish smile. ]

You're nice, and you're easy on the eyes, so I think we can come to a compromise.

[ A sly hand strokes along Klavier's stomach before his fingers direct their way downward, and Noctis eases up on his toes to press his mouth against Klavier's in a kiss.

He's not good at romance, but he really, really likes kissing. ]

[improvise]

[ klavier is just the german word for piano, thank you very much. klavier, unfortunately, is unbeknownst to noctis's background. not to say that he wouldn't be open to having a stranger unload if they're having some sort of particular trouble, so long as it isn't too taxing on him. to him, however, this is just a person he's met in strange circumstances. noctis might dress in dark clothes, as if he himself were part of some grim boy band, but he is also helpful, kind, and a little shy but not unwilling himself. (and he apparently likes to fish.)

klavier can only be thankful, because the aphrodisiac is beginning to course quickly from where it had stung him in his leg. the moment noctis's hand meets his stomach, fingertips brushing against skin bare skin, the sensation is like fire. when they travel down beneath his navel toward the button of his jeans, he almost feels his knees give way. it's cute, the way noctis pushes up onto his toes to kiss him, and klavier would have wanted to appreciate it more if that kiss didn't demand all of his senses. he should have more grace, but it feels like all he had been waiting for.

the hand at noctis's chin slides upward into his hair, his fingers combing through the strands. he deepens the kiss with fervor and breathes in sharply as he slides his hand over noctis's side. he takes a step closer despite himself and his obvious erection, desperate for more sensation. his tongue slips over the seam of his lips before he draws away a few short inches, his breathing heavy and eyes blinking to half-mast. ]

Forgive me. I don't know how much longer I can wait, Herr Noctis.

[ his hand slips from noctis's side again to gently hold the back of his wrist. please open up his pants. ]

[allumer]

[ He's not used to being the one with the clearer mind in this situation, rather patient and surprisingly calm, though Noctis is definitely pretty turned on by the guy's willingness and how eager he is when he kisses him back. The touch to his side has Noctis squeezing at the bulge under his pants, rubbing with his palm, turning his head into the movement of his mouth. Noctis parts his lips, waiting for the slip of a tongue.

But it doesn't happen. Dude. Dude. Not cool. His eyes are a dark, hazy blue as he watches Klavier continue trying to communicate, and it's like, maybe stop talking and keep kissing him? But it's endearing to see him try so hard to keep coherent and let Noctis understand what he's going through. ]

It's okay. I won't tease you or anything. [ Even if he should, for not shoving a tongue down his throat. ] It's starting to get to the point where it hurts, yeah? I remember that.

[ His hands slip between them, and he glances down between the space of their bodies just to make sure he gets his fingers on the button and zipper. Once assured, he looks back up, and presses another kiss to Klavier's lips. ]

I got stung by a weird plant around here once. Got me hard in minutes. Thankfully someone found me and helped me out, gave me a blowjob, and after I came I felt a lot better. The aphro wears off after you cum.

[ He gets the fly parted, but instead of waiting to get the pants and underwear pulled down and out of the way, Noctis just shoves his hand right on in, past the waistband, under the front of the man's underwear, and starts palming at his cock. Shit, he's rock hard, hot in his hand. ]

We're actually pretty good friends now, me and the guy that found me. Weird, huh?

[improvise]

[ not by choice!! if klavier had more patience or clarity of mind at the moment—both of which are rapidly depleting with the advent of their kisses and noctis's wandering hands—he would certainly take the upper hand if noctis would allow it.

as it is, klavier used what little slivers of consciousness he still possessed to draw away from noctis's mouth to speak. he wanted to speak for his rapid impatience before he did something he potentially regretted, though noctis seemed like a more welcoming party than he could've anticipated. up close, he can see the dazed blue of noctis's eyes under the canopy of his eyelashes; his breath is hot and sweeping gently over his upper lip. klavier feels his control slipping, his playful smiles and smirks and teasing remarks escaping him. his eyes just flicker from his hazy eyes to his mouth, squeezing shut as he feels noctis's hands brush over his quickly hardening cock, willing for noctis to just shut up and let himself be kissed again. he said he wouldn't tease, but klavier can hardly process what he's saying.

when noctis palms his bare cock in his hand, instead of responding to a thing noctis says, klavier nearly feels his legs weaken. he turns his head down towards noctis's shoulder, his mouth coming open as he moans softly and shakily, almost sighing. pleasure courses from noctis's hand, down his legs and through his chest. his hands fall to noctis's hips, gripping tight to his pants, almost yanking him closer despite the hand between his legs.

klavier lifts his face to noctis's again, neck craned and head turned to fit his mouth against his. ]

No more talk.

[ he kisses him hard, groaning softly. and yes, after the first kiss, he trails his tongue over the seam of his lips, eagerly begging entry. ]

[allumer]

[ Jeez, Klavier, not even a please? Noctis would have been more than agreeable to shutting up the moment he got his hand on the guy's dick if he'd just said something. The only other thing he could think of was to just babble awkwardly, like maybe that's what he still needs as a new arrival, a reason, an excuse for this bizarre turn of events, but if he'd rather shove his tongue into Noctis' mouth then there is absolutely no complaint here. With a surprised moan against the other's mouth, his lips part and his lashes flutter closed and he squeezes a fist tight around the head of Klavier's cock. The pad of a thumb strokes over the slit, smearing his precum over the tip, and once his fingers feel wet enough the moment he gives it another squeeze and a twist his fist begins stroking, up and down, slow but steady so he doesn't lose too much of his focus on kissing the other man back. ]

[improvise]

[ he's definitely not one to beg (unless he has no other choice). if he were in his right mind, he might have been way more accommodating to this person who is only trying to help, he knows. he wants to remind himself that noctis doesn't owe him his attention or obedience, but noctis's response when klavier takes his mouth makes the debacle worth it.

noctis's moan is pushed past his lips, klavier's tongue feverishly slipping to meet his; he groans back as noctis takes his cock in a tight fist and works the leaking, soft tip with the pad of his thumb. sensation overtakes him more quickly than he's used to, demanding more of his strength to keep standing as pleasure racks his hips. he manages it, only to keep those fluttering, gorgeous eyes on him and noctis's eager hand on his cock.

klavier's hands grasp at noctis's back for leverage as his hand twists and squeezes over him, working him to almost aching hardness. he wants to draw noctis against him, hungry for warmth and contact, but he won't risk losing noctis's hand. still demanding the wet swirl of his mouth, he reaches his hands to noctis's bottom, squeezing between his fingers. as he bends forward against noctis, his fingertips are long enough to brush against his inner thigh, teasing a touch between his legs. he needs to give back; he has to know that noctis is enjoying this just as much. ]

[allumer]

[ When he said he wanted to return the favor he sure did mean it. Klavier's all over him in a matter of seconds, Noctis gasps into his mouth and starts to face some difficulty kissing him back, though his hand continues to stroke over his length, base to tip, intent and unyielding. He's so hot and sticky under his fingers, it must be a mess, and he sort of wishes he'd been given the opportunity to blow him at this point but it'll be impossible with how he's molded flush against Klavier's chest. With the arch of his back as he's crowded over, Noctis' grip stutters and he breathes wet and heavy between them for a moment as the other man's hands wander, over his ass between his legs, and he raises up on his tiptoes as a hot spark of pleasure races up his spine.

A free hand clutches at hair, trying to pull Klavier's mouth away for a second. ]

You, y'sure you don't wanna, ah, sit, or l-lay down...?

[ Sure he could probably manage to stay on his feet the whole time but he's already a little week in the knees from being touched everywhere, and when it comes down to it... Noctis is lazy. But hey, he's not the one hopped up on aphro, so it's Klavier's decision primarily. ]

[improvise]

[ okay, in his defense, when klavier had made that offer, he had a way clearer head than he does at the moment. however noctis's aphro experience had affected him before, hopefully he's able to understand the sensitivity and desperation that comes with it. if klavier gives him a chance to do that, anyway.

because he's grappling with the fact that he wants noctis against him, as close as he can be, without losing his grip on his cock. he can feel the precome under his palm, hot and thick over his swelling cock, quickly working him to fullness. he might almost come just from this, if he wasn't as stubborn as he was, wanting more, needing noctis's soft mouth and heated breath, klavier should make him come too—

noctis pulls his hair, and even past the prickles of pain, that makes his pulse race hot in his veins. he groans softly, a smile quirking briefly on his mouth, but then noctis speaks. he opens his eyes, licks his lips, but despite enjoying the flush of noctis's cheeks and his dazed expression, he has to make himself listen.

right. he should. his smile fades and he nods absently, his hands sliding away from noctis's ass and hips up towards his elbows. he grips them, glancing over his shoulder as he leads them backwards towards the cot behind him. ]

Come.

[ it's only a short walk. his hips bump against the cot before he sits against it, and at that point, he's turned his head and closed his mouth in a hot, deep kiss over the side of noctis's neck. one of his hands comes to noctis's back, holding him loosely as the other undoes the front of his own pants and begins pushing them down his hips. help him. ]

[allumer]

[ Noctis exhales a trembling moan at the hot press of lips against the side of his neck, and he's already eagerly helping Klavier pull his pants down, over his bony hips, his cock clearly straining against his underwear, but before he can gather the focus to strip further he peers down between them where Klavier's erection stands tall and twitching between them, a deep flushed red all over, wet at the tip, glimmering all over. Shit, it looks like it hurts, how is he not shoving him down into the cot and fisting a hand into his hair to drag his mouth onto his dick?

This should be fixed.

He grips Klavier's shoulders and pushes down firmly, intently, wanting to shove him down into the cot so Noctis can climb into his lap. He doesn't think the weight of two people will be an issue. Gladio told him camping cots tend to be pretty sturdy. ]

You gotta be at your limit, yeah? Just looking at you makes me hurt...

[ Noctis digs a thumb into the waistband of his briefs and tugs down until his own erection can spring free. He's pretty desperate too, but not as much as his companion is, so he should do this for the both of them. ]

[improvise]

[ there is just barely enough restraint in klavier's blood to keep him from treating this stranger too roughly too fast. he wants much more than a blowjob at this point—he wants noctis up against him, beneath his hands and in his lungs and full of him, but he doesn't know this person at all, and he was still at noctis's mercy for some satisfaction in the maddening rush of arousal.

which is why he lets himself be pushed onto the cot with noctis climbing over him. the arousal stings in his belly, spreading through his veins, and his hands immediately draw down noctis's sides and hips down to his ass. he squeezes, drawing noctis against him as he closes his mouth over his neck. his teeth press down and he sucks hard, kneading him in his hands, knowing that there's some action going on around noctis's legs. why isn't noctis touching him?

he feels something warm and hard brush up against his own raised, swollen cock. his eyes open and he brings his mouth away from noctis's neck. he looks between them and he sees it—noctis's erection, standing and flushed. his eyes dart to noctis before they're brought back to his cock, and without another word, he reaches his hand to take it in his palm. the pad of his thumb presses against the swollen head, spreading the precome in circles, and he looks at noctis with his hazy, beautiful eyes and dark hair. his lips brush against noctis's, and soon he works his full hand slowly over the length of his cock, working him to fullness. ]

Let me...

[ he wants to be touched, but just as much as that, more than that, he wants to see noctis's face when he comes. ]