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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[goons]

[Perhaps the fact that he's never had the luxury of seeing so much of Tseng's bare skin, but he feels in awe of all of it. Rude doesn't take any of that for granted, showing appreciation with kisses and touches as he works his way toward his goal. Unlike Reno, Tseng did not modify his suit for comfort or fashion. He remains professional almost constantly like the suit is the symbol of his identity, and without it he might not know himself. Rude understands that feeling better than anyone else.

It doesn't take too much effort on his part to get Tseng hard, and it's both encouraging and satisfying to know that he's able to do that to him. Rude's mind is addled, but the urge to want to make the man happy with his performance is not exclusive to the effects of his drink. He's always wanted to impress--to stand out, but now it's amplified. Rude rubs his tongue along the underside of him, lips tight around him as he bobs his head, gripping firmly at his hips at first, but gradually moving to his ass. With a squeeze, he pulls at him a little, inviting him to move and then lowers his hands to the backs of his thighs to give him the freedom to move as he pleases, humming softly in encouragement.]

[probatum]

( as far as performance goes, he's finding it very hard to locate any flaws at all--almost as if rude has done this a hundred times, a thousand times, thoughts that make him boil with a possessive rage, even as rude's hands skim over the back of him and down his thighs and hold there, pulling, as though encouraging him in further. it's not rude's fault, of course, that he's incredibly attractive, and of course others would want to have him, touch him, feel his mouth and tongue around them--and the drink makes him think these things so achingly possible that he absolutely hates it. he wants to be the taste left on rude's lips, the memories he seeks out late at night when he's alone--he wants to be everything.

so one of his hands smooths over the back of his head, rubs his thumb against the skin and holds there, pointedly, as his weight pushes off from the tree behind him, as he carefully keeps rude still as he urges his cock into his mouth, further and harder and more determined, working them into a rhythm that's controlled more by the pulse of his own hips and less by the movement of rude at all, claiming him like he might do everything but try to work down his throat at this point, as if deeming that something a little too far for their first seemingly casual encounter.

it leaves him breathy and trembling, grateful for rude's hands at his thighs--he finds himself using them almost for balance, to keep him from letting his knees give out or his body slide in defeat. )

You'll swallow, won't you? ( words almost purred out--because the threat to orgasm is so close he can taste it. ) For me?

[goons]

[Rude knows only one side of Tseng as he hardly ever lets his guard down, but to his merit, he seems to be the same both in and out of work, which is a little different than his own tendency to switch a lot of himself off to be as effective as possible. He admires how well suited for his role Tseng is, and how little he must have to swap between his work persona and true self when they are mostly one in the same.

He sucks him eagerly, wanting to please, only slowing to a stop when Tseng's hips move so he has to do little more than allow him to cradle his head and fuck his mouth. The kindness and restraint he shows by not pushing too far to make things terribly uncomfortable for him starts a fire in his belly, intensifying the feelings of fondness encouraged by the effects of the drink. He doesn't have to be careful with him. Rude can handle a lot, but he is showing care all the same.

So when that question comes he nods easily, not having to think about it. He'll do anything for Tseng, and he's admittedly a little curious to see what he might taste like.

With Tseng doing the necessary movements, all he has to do is keep his lips tight around his cock, his teeth off of sensitive flesh, and use his tongue to slide against the underside of him and to his tip, collecting up and taking in his precum, showing that he's ready for more.]

[probatum]

( it's not that he finds his loyalty amusing--or that he wants to make some mockery of it, but there's something charming about the fact that rude agrees so easily, whether it's because he's trained to listen to him or because he's fond of him or because whatever it is, that drink, the toxins inside of it, this strange place, whatever it may be, encourages him to do so. either way, there's only warm affection in the soft, low hum of laughter in his throat, the way his lips twitch into something of a smile and if rude is willing, then he's going to take what he can get and not question it.

it takes some of the guesswork out of it, anyway, that his own hips press forward against rude's careful lips and his eager tongue, touches that twist him up so tightly that he grips, almost in warning, at the smooth skin of rude's scalp, fingers tense and clutching, and he finds his tongue so caught up in trying to hide behind the press of his own teeth into his lip, digging in, that it's hard to give any kind of warning; but he doesn't need to, does he? rude will take it all.

it's the kind of orgasm that feels like it's been years since he's had--the kind that makes his head rock back, his hips stutter, and his hand push firmly at rude's head to keep him there, aware of how cruel it might be to force him down further; slowly, carefully, the pressure of his palm eases up as his orgasm does, as the sound that's yanked from his throat dies down into panting breath instead of ecstasy, and he drops his hand away entirely so that he can lift it to his own face, sweep strands of hair away from his neck and his temples with an embarrassed impatience, like he doesn't want to know how he looks now if rude glances up at him. )

[goons]

[His false confidence gradually becomes genuine in seeing, hearing, and feeling Tseng respond to having Rude's mouth around his most sensitive areas. Rude doesn't shy away from any of it, learning by doing as he explores every crease, ridge, and vein of Tseng's cock with his lips and tongue.

There are moments when he thinks he ought to pull back to catch his breath, or wipe away the excess wetness that falls from one side of the corner of his mouth. He doesn't stop though. His eyes close and he breathes carefully through his nose so he can have Tseng down the back of his throat. Thankfully he's pulling back when Tseng does come. It hits the back of his tongue and out of reflex Rude swallows the first bit, the rest of it catching on his tongue as he attempts to pull his head back further, but there's a hand there to encourage him to accept it in his mouth.

He does what's expected of him without fuss, swallowing down Tseng's release and only pulls back to lick him clean after. Rude pulls up his superior's pants, buttoning them, securing his belt and stands up when Tseng is back in his trousers again. The drink is starting to wear off a little, but not so much that he doesn't immediately want to kiss the man with the very same lips he'd just been using to suck him off.]