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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[noncertus]

[Cloud's glove mutes all the sensation he's searching out, he can't feel the heat between her thighs yet, can't feel the plush softness as clearly, can't feel the minute tremble as her orgasm rolls through her. Aerith is frustrated, needy, Cloud's pulse is roaring in his ears, erasing everything else around him that isn't what he's already locked on to, Aerith's voice, her every yearning breath, his own snatched out between the rampant hunger of their kisses.

He doesn't want to take his hands off her but has to; he does so he can impatiently snatch at the fastenings of his bracer, knocking it into the sand to tear off his glove. Wet cloth and leather don't peel off easily. What remains is the length of dingy gauze wrapped around his forearm to protect it from chafing and too little patience to bother removing it.

Aerith's face is taken up by both of his hands cupping her cheeks, pulling her mouth up to meet his, breathing around the broken seal of their lips moments later and, ever hungrier for more, licks his way into the soft, wet silk of her mouth. It's good, any contact is good, getting inside her is right where he needs to be, but it isn't enough. He huffs against her mouth, something low and wanting, his fingers sliding into the arch of her nape. It's as much soft bite as it is kissing his way down the pale slope of her throat, palming the soft swell of one through the thin fabric of her disheveled dress when he mouths the valley between her breasts.

She arches for his touch, as desperate for contact as he feels. When the soft spikes of his blond hair trickle over the exposed plane of her belly, his right palm spreads one thigh for him, the other pushes a thumb up against the firm of a nipple through her damp clothes. He tastes salt when he doesn't even try to peel off her panties and instead licks a stripe up the crotch, one firm pet of warmth, a clumsy kiss.]

[aflowers]

[ There's another whine from her lips when he separates from her, a helpless flutter of her hands toward him; belatedly she recognizes what he's doing and just watches for a moment, her chest rising with every too-deep breath, her eyes glazed over with desperation. More of their clothes lost in the sand, and then her face is gathered into his hands, her mouth meeting his with all that same hunger. Her lips part, tongue greeting his as it licks into her mouth, and her hands fall back to the belts at his waist, another frustrated, impotent tug of her fingers against the leather.

It doesn't matter for long; Cloud opts for something else instead, something that has his waist shifting out of her hands' reach; Aerith's head falls back into the soft sand as she feels the gentle scrape of teeth along her neck, his kisses down her throat and between her breasts leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Every kiss, every touch, is met with an eager reply from her own body, back arching into the hand at her breast, legs parting at the mere suggestion of touch. The press of his thumb against her nipple sends a jolt of pleasure arcing straight between her legs, a pulse of heat racing through every synapse, every nerve in her body.

With his hair brushing against her stomach, there's almost nowhere for her aching, desperate hands to reach; in the end, the fingers of one hand tangle in his hair again, the other falling to the sand beside her as if it can somehow ground her, help her find purchase among the need and want that has so densely covered her mind.

It's still not enough.

Cloud seems to read her mind, though; before the thought has even finished forming, she feels the wet of his tongue, licking a stripe up the crotch of her lace panties, already soaked through by the ocean water and her orgasm. She cries out, a sharp sound that breaks the near-silence of the air in two, and her fingers tighten in his hair, a too-sharp tug against the strands. ]

Fuck—! Yes, please, Cloud— there...

[noncertus]

[That hurts pleasantly, a sharp prickle in his scalp, a pressure he likes as much as that cry she made and this is still too much between them. Cloud's palm pushes up from her spread thigh to her pubic bone, the hook of his thumb dragging the crotch of her lace panties aside, the scent of her at last stronger than clear ocean water clinging to their clothes. He'll have time enough later to wonder what the hell possessed him, when he decided kissing his way between her thighs was the only way he could satisfy the desperation burning him from the inside.

She's softer than she had been when he was licking his way into her mouth, delicate and quivering when Cloud splits her lower lips with the indulgent slide of his tongue. Cloud's arm is a weight keeping her hips against the sand but he isn't trying to pin her down, she can still squirm and arch up against his mouth if she wants to. She might have to, only lust and enthusiasm to occupy this act where he lacks the experience, taking in her responses to guide his own.

The kiss he gives her is a slow, wet pull of his mouth against the warm, succulent folds of her flesh, gauzily looking up the slender trunk of her body, pupils so blown they're vying with mako glow for the little real estate of blue left.

She's beautiful but even more devastating like this, green eyes dark and her chest heaving, skin a pretty blush of arousal he's never seen on her before. Another lick up between her lower lips and the whole of his body seems to sway with it, a lean of his shoulders up towards her, the gradual push of his own hips into the sand. It gives little relief, his cock swollen and rigid between the confines of rugged clothing and the whisper of sand.

Then, tragically, terribly, he stops giving her the attention she craves right where she craves it, turning to press a kiss to her thigh. She even tastes good, the soft inside of her thigh gives deliciously under the gentle bite he gives her.]

[aflowers]

[ dropped this over here~ ]