TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE

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TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE

Arrival This time, you come out of the water. While the Augur reboots, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy draws people in. It's like being suspended between realities and walking through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. Feel the friendship! Recent arrivals and visitors to the beach may notice a sudden influx of hundreds of bright red crustaceans crawling (and coupling) across the sand. It's crab mating season, as it turns out, it's a regular invasion! To keep the beach a pleasant place to gather for the island's inhabitants, the robots are offering credits to especially enterprising crab-catchers. Grab a bucket and get to work! Be sure to watch out for their pinch, mind you. Their little claws are tiny, but that doesn’t mean they don’t hurt. Surprisingly, there is another effect that even the robots don't anticipate: islanders who are pinched by the crabs find themselves feeling instantly buddy-buddy with the next person they spot. Did you just become best friends?! Get pinched one too many times, however, and those feelings may sour into a crabby mood, indeed. If you are feeling particularly vengeful (or just hungry), the little crabs do make for delicious gumbo. Once cooked, they have no side effects whatsoever. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. Phallus Phestival Although the Augur is offline and supplies are scarce, the robots of Erku are still eager to make their run-down little island a welcoming place for the new arrivals. To that end, they have arranged a three day festival to boost morale and promote the generation of plenty of Eros energy to assist in the restoration of the damaged and decayed parts of the city. The robots claim that this celebration was once a cornerstone of the long-lost civilization of the island. By the dawn of the first day, every island resident will find at their doorstep (or tent flap, mobile suit, etc) the traditional costume of the ancient islanders to wear to the festival. It appears to be... a giant sheet? There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to the sometimes garish colors and patterns of the fabric, but at least the robots have uploaded instructions on how to wear it to your bracelet device. Attendees will find food (mostly crab-flavored), confections, and household necessities in rather suggestive shapes, as well as goods you might find handy to complete your A5 squares: sex toys, pervertibles, sexy maid outfits, and the like. While islanders are welcome to set up shop on the festival grounds and sell (or charge) whatever they like, all items from the robots are offered up for free to those who wear their traditional island garb! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Fireside Adventures Each night of the festival is wrapped up in style with an enormous bonfire on the beach, where drinks, fruity cocktails, and lively music appropriate for dancing is all provided at no cost by the robots. Even if you’re not usually much of a dancer, the longer you stand by the fire and allow it to warm your limbs, the more you feel like moving! Not only that, but everyone is looking quite beautiful by the firelight, are they not? If you’ve grown tired - or if dancing just isn’t your thing - you might prefer to sit back and swap stories on one of the many driftwood log benches the robots have prepared for seating. Or, maybe you’d prefer to rough it for the night in one of the beachside canvas tents. Better claim one quick, though, or be prepared to share… there’s only one sleeping bag! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[navigating]

[ There's no good way for him to answer that without coming back up, and that in itself in a real problem, because he doesn't want to now that he's gotten into it. He's impossibly hard at the thought of something this thick being inside of him, nearly dripping onto the bed below even without having been touched for some time, now.

Abel digs his fingers into the hip he's still got a hold as he debates what course to take. Still undecided, he uses the same hold he's got there to try and encourage the hips to come up and meet his mouth, when finally, finally, he feels the hairs at the base tickle his nose, and strains to move his tongue around all that's pressing it down. He can't hold there for long, nearly gagging himself again, and he fights the hand at his shoulders as he comes up back onto his knees, still panting as he asks—]

Do you think you could go twice, or do... do I have to choose?

[ He's feeling greedy and doesn't really want to pick between the two, if he doesn't have to. ]

[brambler]

[ normally, mccree'd break his heart. he's definitely old enough, lived a hard enough life that he knows he probably won't get it back up again. but he's feeling inspired....

or, more than likely, the vegetables they had to deep throat had a little something extra in them, since he can feel that burn low in his stomach that means he's been dosed with something fun - although he knows that he chose to take abel up on this of his own will, considering how fast they got into it.

so, he leans forward, metal hand cupping abel's chin, pressing a kiss to abel's mouth, licking the taste of himself off his lips. ]

Shit, I'd go all night for you.

[ or at the very least, twice, in this case. ]

[navigating]

[ Remarkably, Abel had not yet once encountered any kind of aphro before tonight — nor had anyone warned him of it, so he doesn't know how to identify it like McCree does. He's chalking it up to feeling extra heated by the circumstances, which isn't a far cry from the truth anyhow. ]

Oh, good.

[ Careful, saying something like that might make him hopeful to get more than he'd even asked for. As it is, Abel grins earnestly and lunges forward for a deeper kiss, aware that he's a bit of a mess but getting the impression that McCree won't mind. Just as soon as he's gotten into it, he pulls back, just barely far enough to resist the temptation to go in again, though he'd have to put himself back into space before his self control would come back completely at this point. ] I think, ah...

I don't know if I could do it... But. I want to try having you move. [ Reaches back down to McCree's hips to aid in understanding, which is likely unnecessary since he can't seem to stop running his mouth even when this would normally fluster him well close to death. ] That is, I want you to fuck my mouth too.

[brambler]

[ no, he doesn't mind that abel is a bit of a mess. it's not like he is really suited to pass judgement when he's been in the same position. he just happens to be on the receiving end, and he shifts his metal hand to brush through abel's hair gently when he draws back.

that bold request, though, has him exhaling sharply, his eyes darkening at the thought. abel's already pretty enough and getting to fuck his mouth just makes jesse's blood pump harder. ]

There's a first time for everythin', right? [ he teases gently, the throb of his cock belying how much he likes the idea. ] I won't hold you in place.

[ that is, he'll leave abel with the ability to pull back if it gets to be too much. ]

[navigating]

[ Now that McCree's brought up the subject of holding him down, Abel very much wonders what that would be like. He leans into the touch through his hair, imagination running wild as he considers the hold on him that thing could get, and speaks without thinking: ]

Well. If you do, I can always tap out if I need to...

[ Through half-lidded eyes Abel is eating up everything he can see of McCree, from the blown out pupils to the way his chest shifts as he huffs, down to the twitch of his cock at the suggestion. He himself is so hard it's bordering on painful to keep ignoring it, but he nevertheless reaches for McCree's cock again instead, wanting to feel the throb of it against his palm as he waits for the chance to get it back on his tongue. He knows they'll need to move again to make their conversation a reality but he's not the one taking initiative on that yet. ]

Let me know which way you want me.

[brambler]

Well, if you want me to...

[ he gives a short, sharp exhale again at abel's hand around his cock, glancing over the bed, over the expression on abel's face and the eagerness he can see there. ]

If you lay back, I can kneel over you.

[ and fuck his mouth without having to actually hold him in place. ]

[navigating]

Oh, I'd like that.

[ Abel gives one last stroke to McCree before releasing him, briefly rubbing his knuckles over his abs both in apology of having to stop to move and because he just wanted to appreciate the muscles there. They're very nice, but he's only a little sorry he'd spent so focus on McCree's cock instead of taking due time to worship the rest of him.

He checks over his shoulder to make sure there's room before rolling back to where he'd been pointed to, not wanting to overshoot and flop gracelessly off the bed. The precaution pays off, and he settles into the comfortable bedding before crooking a finger at McCree, beckoning him over. ]

[brambler]

[ mccree grins at abel's eagerness, and lets him have the space to roll back, enjoying the touch of his hand over his abs. if the other man likes them so much, he's glad he'll get more of a chance to appreciate them now.

once he's settled and beckoning him over, mccree comes forward, grin still in place. he arranges himself over abel's chest, which gives abel plenty of space to lean up for his cock and him plenty of room to rock down.

he tests the wall with his hand just to make sure - it doesn't give, good - and then taps abel's forehead. ]

Pinchin'll be the sign you need me to back off, all right?

[ he waits for abel to acknowledge that before he shifts, taking hold of his cock with one hand to tease the head against abel's bottom lip. ]

[navigating]

[ The weight of McCree settling over him is welcome, and Abel situates his hands back on him, feeling where he couldn't get to as easily before when the other had been seated, squeezing greedily at his thighs and ass.

His eyes falls to to the cock so near him, so focused on it and the promise of what to come that the tap to his head comes unexpected has him flinching back. Abel looks back up at McCree, giving a mmhmm to show he understands even as he pushes forward to meet the cock at his lips.

He spends little time letting it rest there, opening up and taking McCree in more shallowly than he had before, in order to leave room for him to feed Abel the rest himself. ]

[brambler]

[ eager, a little reckless. mccree's not even sure he really heard him, but he remembers being what he reckons is the young man's age and what he was like. so, he doesn't insist upon it just yet.

instead he gives a gentle groan when abel teases his mouth against the head of his cock, clearly hungry for it, and after a moment he braces his hand on the wall and pushes in. like this he can see abel's lips spread around him much better, the curve of his cheek as he takes him in.

he pushes until he meets resistance, only backing off a little before he goes forward again. ]

[navigating]

[ Abel's grip tightens where he's currently got a hold on McCree, fingers digging in but decidedly not pinching, even if his nails might be leaving small half-crescents in their place. There's a history of him scratching when he's really into things, and for that he'll be a little apologetic.

What he isn't remotely sorry about is being so impatient about getting this. The slide of cock over his tongue is everything Abel had been hoping for, and has him moaning deep in his throat just as McCree pushes up to where it's just on the edge of uncomfortable for Abel. It doesn't tip over into anything he doesn't want, nothing Abel isn't actively chasing after, and he bobs encouragingly, eyes shut in his focus. ]

[brambler]

[ jesse absolutely won't mind the scratching, even if it leaves him sitting funny for a few days. he's more focused on that eager mouth of abel's the way he bobs his head as mccree presses further in, feeling the slickness of his mouth.

he lets loose a low groan, already feeling the heat low in his stomach. he rocks his hips forward in a few shallow thrusts, testing abel as he starts to fuck his mouth. ]

[navigating]

[ Now this, this is exactly what he'd been hoping for. The weight of this cock, the way the control has been shifted away from him, all of it feels so good. He shifts and crosses his legs to try and ease up some of the pressure of his own unattended cock, and though it doesn't help as much as he'd hoped, Abel can't help but let out another noisy and wanton moan.

The hurtful words Praxis had said not two days before — what were you thinking, hooking up on your first night together — briefly occur to Abel, but he knows that what's happening now isn't some ploy to get anything out of him other than exactly what he's willing to give. Even as power is shifted away from him, Abel is thrilled to be exactly where he's put himself, certain of the way that it's on his terms. ]