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TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE

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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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-08-26 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Shhhh, don't worry about the lube, Klaus, that'll sort itself out one way or another. The more pressing concern is definitely taking care of that mouth. Eustace can already feel his patience wearing thin, and while sex is hardly an emotionally fraught adventure for him, he's not sure how much more of this he can take before he decides to choke the guy out instead.

Is breathplay on Klaus's card? Asking for a friend, and that friend is definitely Eustace.

But funnily enough, Eustace doesn't outright ignore the question. There's even a brief hint of a smile on his face. ]


Guess you'll find out.

[ But first. He saunters over the couch and grabs a questionably clean towel, which he offers. ]

Put this in your mouth. Unless you want me to do it for you?

[ Whatever gets your rocks off, buddy. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-08-26 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ I's a real shame breathplay isn't, but he would happily indulge in that just because it's one of his personal choices. Maybe that should be my free space.
Just hinting at things makes him take a ragged exhale, but he watches as the other picks up something in his hand, swallowing thickly. Oh, how should he come across this.. he's not sure, but maybe. ]


Make me.

[ The tone is playful enough where Eustace should know that he wants him to do it.. and by force. What a great first encounter. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-08-26 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Is that a challenge?

Klaus may be mouthy but if nothing else, Eustace can appreciate that bit of fire that flares up. His smile widens and his eyelids lower, just a bit. ]


Since you asked so nicely.

[ He doesn't waste time in grabbing Klaus by the throat, fingers gripping tight enough to hold the other man in place (though maybe surprisingly, not enough to hurt). The other hand takes its sweet time in shoving the fabric into that open mouth, until his cheeks are bulging slightly.

If Eustace were a man of words, he'd remark on how nice Klaus looks all trussed up like that but alas, we can't always have nice things. Instead, he spins Klaus around until he's facing the nearest flat surface. ]


Lie down.

[ And then they can move towards to the main act. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-08-26 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ You know, there's a very brief memory that flickers in his head being treated like this. He was pretty sure it was at a rave party— someone wearing cat ears and handling him in the bathroom while the low bass and thumping of the music rang in his ears, intensified only by the drugs that flowed through his veins. That was a long time ago.

And here, he thought he had forgotten all of his encounters during those years of his life.

The firmness and gentleness of Eustace's hold earns a noise of him, and he parts his lips to speak, again, but it's too late. He's getting gagged before any words can come out. That's all it takes for a half chub to form in between his legs, and he finds it a little unfair that he's stripped down to barely anything and Eustace is still fully clothed. Tragic. Awful, really.

As Eustace continues to stuff his mouth, he does play up the scene, writhing and settling his hands on the other man's wrist, fingers curling loosely around him. His eyes have grown halfway heavy as he regards the other man wordlessly, but releases him once he's being ordered to lie face down.

On his way, down, he does look over his shoulder to give Eustace a look, and the best that Eustace can tell is he's trying to smile with all that fabric in his mouth. Yeah, he seems rather pleased, even if they're gonna skip the kissing (and furry ear fondling, tragically. He was looking forward to that.)

Down he goes, but not without making another scene out of his, curling his spine smoothly before settling face down as told. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-08-30 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Shhh, it's fine, those clothes will be coming off soon enough. Right now, actually.

Even if Klaus can't see the stripping taking place behind him, he can certainly hear it - the light jingle of belts as they're undone, the sound of leather quietly peeling away from bare skin. The light thud of a pair of gloves being carelessly tossed to the ground. Wasting time has never been one of Eustace's interests but there's a certain methodical order to how he undresses now, here in the rundown once-temple.

If he's going to do this, he might as well do it right. And doing it right, in this case, means putting on at least a bit of a show, even if the audience can't see it.

Undressing doesn't take forever though and eventually he's stepping up to where Klaus lays, one hand coming to rest on Klaus's (unfortunately) still-clothed ass. Easy enough to solve this problem; it's with one swift motion that he tugs the skimpy fabric down until there's nothing but bare ass in front of him. Not a bad view, all things considered.

He runs the pad of one thumb from the outward jut of a hipbone, not stopping until he reaches the top of Klaus's hole. ]


I wonder...how much do you think we can fit up here?

[ Don't worry, he will magic some lube up from somewhere before he starts shoving stuff in. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-08-30 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes just leaving things to the imagination is enough for him and his hazel eyes do bounce to regard the articles of clothing as the gradually fall off of the other man's body. He seemed certainly fit from underneath what Klaus could see— a contrast with his lithe body, pale and scrawny where his ribs were almost showing. His butt is cute, though. Small like the rest of him, but it has some shape to it. Another mention is Eustace might see a tattoo of a tiger along his right shoulder blade if he bothers to look at the rest of his body.

There's a bit of concern as Klaus assumes his partner is going to do all of this dry, but it wouldn't be the first time. It's absolutely depriving him already that he's not in a position to look at the other man, so he can't help but try and peep over his shoulder to see him. What if, though, he did something that would merit more attention? What if he just— oh, there it goes, he's taking the gag out so he can say something stupid. ]


Guess you'll find out, captain.

[ Did he just use the same sentence Eustace used? He really hopes his partner decides to stuff his mouth again. Cause he's just like that. He wants to rile him up. Cause he's like that. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-08-31 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Bitch, no one told you to take out that gag.

For a moment, the only reaction to this shameless defiance is a thin narrowing of his eyes, cold and humorless. Then, without a word, Eustace leans down, body pressing flush against the other man's, to grab Klaus by the chin and pull him in for a kiss.

Unfortunately, there's nothing soft about the kiss; rather, it's more an act of violence than of romance, tongue sweeping in to explore, tangle, touch briefly before it withdraws and is replace by teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood. But only once—he's pulling away immediately afterwards, letting go of Klaus in order to brush the lingering blood and saliva off his lips.

A small punishment for an act of disobedience. Though, judging from a certain something pressing firm against one leg, there's at least one thing about this whole situation that's turning him on. ]


I didn't say you could take it out. Don't do that again.

[ Now say 'yes, daddy' like a good boy. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-08-31 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ If looks could kill, honestly, but that cold expression causes a chill to run down the brunette's spine. It looks like he's succeeded and getting the response he wanted and it thrills him.
The other man feels warm over his body and he fans his eyes shut, easing out a breath since he isn't sure what's going to happen. He liked that, though. Unpredictable was good. The kiss was definitely unpredictable and it earns Eustace a muffled noise, but he's very eager to kiss back, even if its more out of desperation and not something violet. His body hitches when he's bitten, but there's only a half lidded gaze on his face when Eustace pulls away and talks to him. His mouth is hot, pulsating from the distinctive sting that lingers on his lips, but the tip of his tongue curls, taking in the taste of his own salty blood. He exhales a shaky breath. Nice. ]


Or what? You'll bite me somewhere else?

[ Then, under his breath with a stifle of a chuckle: ]

I'd like to see that.

[ Finally, there's an up turn of his lip, but he takes the cloth and takes his precious time, possibly to irritate the other man further and putting it back in his mouth as tightly packed as it was before like a good boy. His hips sway from side to side, though, before he shamelessly eases the upper part of his body against the damp floor, rolling his back end against his partner's lap to indicate his desire. Cock or whatever else he's wanting to experiment with in there. Another unpredictability.

It's a natural movement and want for a hedonist like him at this point. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-04 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't say it, but the answer? Leaning more towards yes with every passing minute.

But not with Klaus the way he is now, mouthing off with that smirk plastered all over his lips. If he wants another kiss, another bite or three, he'll have to earn it. Stuffing that gag back in is a good start; grinding his ass against Eustace, like he doesn't have a care in the world?

Well, he'll allow it, this once.

His hands clamp down around the other man's hips, holding him firm against his lap for the count of a few seconds. Long enough for Klaus to feel the persistent press of Eustace's arousal against his ass. ]


Is that what you want? [ Well, too bad. ] You'll have to show me you deserve it.

[ And then he's letting go, briefly leaving to go get the necessary supplies: in this case, their beads from before and a small bottle of lube. Where did it come from? Don't ask questions.

Pucker up, bud, we're goin' in. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-04 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a lot of things he wants, usually all at once. It was the over-stimulation; the gluttonous intake of whatever that helped him feel numb. He's been sober from it all for far too long and now that there wasn't much reason for him to keep his sobriety up, he had wondered what sorts of suppressants he could find in a place like this. Sex was the next best thing, though. It could be a drug in and of itself. Lord knows he was addicted to it, so if his newfound partners wanted to go big or go home, he was compliant; he was willing if it helped him grace the surface of euphoria. He does feel that stiff arousal— the way the other man's grips his hips possessively and firm in a way that made his heart skip a beat.

It felt nice to be wanted, even if it was just being used.

From then, Klaus takes a few, steady breaths and tries to relax, only to feel that warmth flee from him. His eyes flutter open, his face resting against the mossy surface of his make shift home, and he's once again a little loss as to what was about to happen. He liked that, though. Anything predictable had almost lost it's flavor at this point.

Klaus does make a rather pitiful noise to emphasize his impatience even if Eustace left him just for a moment. Before he can protest any further, though, he feels the cold press of something against him. He knows what it is— it's been a long time since he's allowed something like this to be used on him, but he figures it might be best if he doesn't aggravate Eustace any further if he's going to be putting something like that in and out of him.

If Eustace goes ahead and pushes the toy further in, he might feel some resistance at first, a stifled noise before he breathes deep through his nose, trying to loosen his muscles. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-06 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even if he's never used anything like this before, Eustace knows the general do's and don't's of shoving something up another person's ass. He'd sniped a small bottle of lube off of one table in the market earlier, because prepartion is a man's best friend. (Right after dogs.)

He takes ample time in covering the bright pink beads, until both his fingers and the toy are slick with oil. Then it's back to that bare ass, one slick finger tracing a path around Klaus's entrance before he carefully begins inserting the beads in. One by one, each motion slow and deliberate while his face remains trained on Klaus, watching for any adverse reaction. He might be overly forceful at times, but he's not a sadist, preferring some level of mutual benefit in any type of agreement he enters into.

Maybe that's why he lets one whole iota of concern bubble up to the surface, fingers pausing for a brief moment. ]


Knock on the ground if it hurts.

[ Or just like...take the gag out, he won't bite this time. Maybe. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-06 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It does take a remarkable amount of trust for someone to be face down and completely exposed to a stranger— either that or someone with less amount of concern. Klaus was a little bit of both... trusting of people and apathetic for his own being.

Although he took the gag out previously, the feeling of half suffocation gives him a high of some kind, even if he can still breathe some through his nose despite the face his face is against the flooring. He remains still, allowing his partner to have complete control with what happens to him.

He feels his ring of muscles hug each bead as they go in and, he might be a bit theatric about this, but provides Eustace with some melodious, if not muffled, noises of approval. His arms shift from underneath him and he’s tempted to touch his hard prick, but instead he merely claws at the ground, eyes fluttering shut. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-09 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Good to know the guy can still be so vocal even with a scrap of fabric shoved into his mouth.

It's not all bad, the noises acting as enough of a cue to guide Eustace's movements, ears on high alert for any changes in pitch and volume, as he keeps a steady rhythm with his hand, sliding his middle finger in alongside the beads, the tip of his finger pressing against the tight ring of muscle.

But that leaves his other hand free, free to skim across Klaus's hipbone and around his waist before pausing against his lower abdomen and pulling back until the scant gap between them is closed and the lower curve of Klaus's ass is pressed firm against his groin. Hi, Klaus, someone - or rather, something - is very happy to see you.

But, speaking of dicks and all they entail, someone's dick is being woefully underappreciated. Eustace doesn't stop the motions of his hand currently up Klaus's ass, but he does take a moment to lean forward, voice low as he asks: ]


Should I finger other parts of you too?
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-12 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Each indulgent push and pull of Eustace’s hand with the toy feel so good, stimulating him in a feeling he’s sort of forgotten. Toys did that; kept it exciting. He loved that.

Feeling the stiff cock against him once more was such a tease— he actually makes a whimper of desperation when Eustace entertains the idea of touching him. He isn’t so tactless to touch himself unless asked to.. Klaus loved your give full control over to his partner to see what they would do. The noises he makes as pleading, and he can’t resist rutting his hips backwards again, hoping to give his partner some friction too.

He’s feeling a little lightheaded so he finally lifts his head and will greet the floor again when he feels himself getting closer, but he does take this chance to look over his shoulder at the other man, eyes half lidded and doused with desire. Klaus knows he may not be ready for the dick just yet, but another part of him doesn’t care if he isn’t stretched enough yet. He wants that organic feeling inside of him. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-13 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ The continued good behavior is a little surprising but not unwelcome, and though Eustace has never felt particularly strongly towards either the carrot or stick approach when it comes to behavior reinforcement, he's feeling generous right now, spurred on by the noises coming from that gagged mouth. And from the grinding of another body against his, the friction enough to draw forth a sharp exhale. He's not as stoic as he pretends to be, especially not in the bedroom.

So Klaus can have a little bit of fondling, as a treat. More specifically, the grip of a calloused hand around his cock, slick with lube, squeezing indulgently before caressing the tip with one thumb. The other hand stays right where it is on Klaus's ass, satisfied enough with the progress of the toy to move onto phase two.

While the beads are still firmly embedded inside, he slides his middle finger in, careful to make sure the beads aren't pushed wholly in. As if to test the water, he flexes his finger slightly, crooking the fingertip to apply some additional pressure. ]


Better?
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-16 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Eustace will find that, most of the time, Klaus is a rather obedient partner. Sometimes it takes testing the waters with someone new— what response will he earn if he doesn't listen? What response will he earn if he does listen? To nobody's surprise, Klaus is pleased with both responses he's gotten so far: Eustace's aggression when he's being a brat and his rewards when he's being good.

His body quivers under the other man's touch, now even more vocal, though his volume is increased by force. He wants to let him know how good that feels, and, he's a little surprised Eustace took the steps to slick up with lube just for that. It encourages him to buck downward into his hand but draw his hips back into the toy. He's not uncoordinated in the least with doing this, though his arms do shake slightly.

The gag comes out again, a trail of saliva following, before he lulls his head back to say something again. Dear God, what is it going to be. ]


Moooooore of that, daddy. Please.

[ i wish this was a gag tag but no it's not ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Look, if he's going to take the time to jerk off another guy, he may as well do it properly.

Not that he's by any means a professional at this, but clearly the grip of his hands against Klaus's cock, fingers slick against the hard length, is enough to elicit some sort of positive reaction, if all that muffled moaning is any indication. It's arousing in its own way, Eustace hardly immune to the sight and feel of another man grinding against him, and he loses a little of his own control as a result, hand movements growing more desperate by the minute.

He's begining to think that maybe fingers aren't enough to satisfy either of them, which honestly? Is fine by him. Leaving the hand wrapped around Klaus's dick, he removes his other hand, slicking up his own erection before settling it against Klaus's ass.

The tip of it presses against Klaus's hole, insistent. ]


Are you sure you can take more?
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-16 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never been more sure of anything else in my life. Well..

[ Well. ]

There was that time I impersonated a nun. I was very sure at the time, but after the fact, not so much.

[ That isn't very assuring, Klaus. But he aches between his thighs, not exactly dripping with pre-cum just yet, but that attention Eustace gave his length certainly did wonders. ]

You've been teasing me for so long. I wanna feel you inside of me.

[ That, and he's so curious what this other guy's cock can do. His voice sounds a bit husky when he says this— if that's something that Eustace likes to hear, it's probably a good thing he took the gag out to talk again. He wets his lips, starting to feel parched. ]

Will you be kind and pull them out and back in for me? I'm being very good. As many times until you see fit. Slow, at first.

[ He's literally handing you his ass, Eustace. He just has a few requests. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-17 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ He truly didn't ask for Klaus's life story, he does not care about that one time some guy decided to impersonate a nun. (It does leave him with many questions, none of which he really wants to answer now.) Regardless, it's a good thing Klaus catches himself before too long, otherwise that very good's about to tilt fully into very bad.

In fact, it's hovering at the edge right now, Eustace quiet enough behind Klaus as he contemplates whether or not he really wants to abide by Klaus's request. Has he been good? Close enough, by any approximation.

And maybe Eustace just wants to hear him moan a little more.

So he acquieses, taking his sweet time in pulling the beads out and then back in, slowly, torturously, letting Klaus dictate for once just how much of this he wants. All the while his other hand stays busy, nails skimming lightly across skin as he continues stroking Klaus's cock. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-17 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's what happens when you allow his mouth to run free, Eustace. He talks, and he talks quite a bit. But there are other ways to silencing him (silencing most of his nonsense words, at least) and that's apparently sliding a sex toy in and out of his ass. He's definitely a lot louder now, ragged breath heard between each little ah and wanton moan that passes his lips. He appreciates the bit of control on his own, though, as Eustace seems to listen to him. The bit of nails running over the surface of his skin makes the pressure climb, and Eustace will feel him twitch, beads of pre-cum trickling out of him.

By now, he's taking a rest with his face against the floor again. ]


Take it out and fuck me.

[ Not as polite as before, but he sounds more desperate than demanding. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-17 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ So demanding.

Even if those words are doused in desperation, Eustace doesn't take too kindly to it, hand around Klaus's cock squeezing a little too tightly for comfort. Not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to serve as a reminder of who gives the orders around here. (Who the daddy is, as Klaus would say.) He leans forward, draping the full length of his body across Klaus in order to murmur into one ear. ]


I don't think I will.

[ Sorry Klaus, you're not the one in control here.

True to his word, Eustace keeps the beads in even as he positions his cock back into place, savoring the feeling of heat against the tip and the unfamiliar texture of the beads rubbing up against him. He'd never imagined he'd be using them like this, but now that he's here, he can't say he's not more than a little curious. Curious enough to go slow, carefully pushing and testing Klaus's limits before going further. Or maybe he's just enjoying the feeling of being enveloped so fully, who can say?

Either way, he doesn't plan on stopping any time soon. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-17 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wasn't sure what kind of reaction he would get out of that, but it also wasn't something performative. It's what he wanted, but if he's going to be denied of it, he's going to be denied of it.

And be even further turned on by that as well. It seems their chemistry works nicely.

Klaus has always been someone who loved being something that someone could just have their way with, and maybe he's been with too many disrespectful partners in the past to where he just assumed he would be something to be taken advantage of and thrown away. He can tell, though, the way that Eustace seems to take things slower at first that there is care there. This is what makes it fun for him— when someone can find some way to have their way with him but not treat him as something worthless.

Such a turn on.

It has been quite awhile since he's had two things placed up his entrance— it's a little tight like when they first started, but Eustace taking his time and using plenty of lube does the trick to slide in. By now, his wrists have curled upward, hands shaking, along with his legs and knees too.

He's groaning— loudly— but it's by no means from any pain. ]


Oooooh, my god. I'm so full.. it's so full..

[ He's stilled. It's a bit much for him to contribute much to the friction, but he shuffles his legs slightly, trying to get his bearings more solidified. ]

Please, god. Do whatever you want.

[ That made him give up any ounce of control he tried to have. ]
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[personal profile] lockedon 2020-09-17 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Though Eustace has always preferred to be in control, he's never found much enjoyment in purely selfish actions. Maybe it's because he's forgotten the core of who he is, the essence of himself worn away after so many years spent as the Society's loyal dog. Hard to be selfish when you don't even remember your own dreams anymore. Even here, he's just become someone else's tool, bowing to the whims of the Augur in order to check off squares in the hopes of finding answers. Maybe that's why Klaus is so fascinating to him, his actions and words so completely unfettered and free that they might as well belong to an entirely different world.

Either way, it's a world he wants to know more of, and a world he's willing to lose himself in for just this one day. Klaus's vocalizations are enough to unravel his usual careful restraint, control slipping as he slides in further, the uneven press of the beads against his cock sending constant bursts of pleasure through him just as much as the slick feeling of Klaus hot and tight around him.

He can't even be bothered to reply back to that demand for more, too busy letting his actions speak for him, from the way his free hand clamps down on Klaus's hip to hold him in place to the needy way his own hips move, in swift desperate strokes. More, faster, harder. That's what he wants, his desire evident in the tense lines of his shoulders and the curve of his spine, and the way even he can't stop himself from making noise, voice breaking slightly as he moans through his teeth. ]
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[personal profile] occulti 2020-09-18 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ It had been far too long since someone had rightfully fucked him into the ground, but here he is. The lifestyle of having someone just off the street just take him in such a vulnerable state was everything norm about the kind of life he lived. Something thrilling. Something enticing. Something to leave him incredibly numb. Back then, it was to distract him from the cursed ability he was plagued with, but now, he had become his own prisoner; someone addicted to the feeling of being used. It gave him purpose. It made him feel important. Adequate. Things he never was in the eyes of his guardian and quite possibly the rest of his disjointed family. It was fun, too, even with the marks and burns that scraped his body after a night of promiscuity. He's fairly certain he won't be able to walk properly after this and he's.. very much okay with that.

Klaus provides resistance with his body, trying to hold himself steady and solid through this, the rub of both organic flesh and artificial bulbs overstimulating him as Eustace quickens his pace. He's not sure of how much more of this could take before releasing, but Eustace has certainly done something— he's made him stop making noise. By now, a veil of sweat glistens over his body, but mostly where their chest and back muscles meet and he felt like a furnace.

Again, he's wordless. Besides the arrange of loud groans, affirmations and curses that spill out of his spit covered mouth. After a few moments of this, however, his voice is strained by the time he manages to speak. ]


Goddddd, it's so much. Harder. Almost there.
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[ They've hardly seen eye-to-eye ever since they met back at the bazaar, but in this one area they seem to have reached a perfect agreement. What Klaus wants is what Eustace is willing to give: the full brunt of his desire slotted firmly into Klaus's ass, pushing as deep as he can go. Again and again, until there's nothing left but pure sensation. The sound of both their voices mingling together. Their bodies, sweat-slicked and pressed firm against one another. The pressure that keeps building inside of him, swelling further and higher until he finds himself teetering at a precipice.

Anyway.

Remember that time like twenty minutes ago when they were talking about barbed dicks? Well, Klaus can rest easy knowing he won't be stabbed by dozens of tiny needles as they fuck. He might not be able to rest easy tomorrow after one particularly satisfying roll of his hips tips Eustace over the edge, self-control shattering as he swears and comes. Which would be fine if that were all of it—but it's not, the tumultuous crash of pleasure enough to unconsciously activate certain other parts of him, the base of his cock swelling up just enough to lock them both in place as Eustace spends himself in Klaus.

Welcome to the kn*tting club, Klaus. ]

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