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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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No? You sure? I mean, you seem pretty confident with those in your hand.
[ Klaus says, pointing out the anal beads. ]
Seeing someone holding something like that? I mean, I would definitely trust your choice.
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Eustace doesn't really do shooketh, but even he can't help but flick his gaze back to the object in his hand, eyebrows pulling down in unhappy confusion. Even the ears atop his head wiggle, the very tips twitching restlessly. ]
These aren't explosives then.
[ It's a question despite the flat tone he takes. ]
1/2
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That's.. wow. You know, good for you.
cries a little
[ Well then. He gives the now incredibly offensive beads one last withering look before abruptly taking hold of Klaus's hand and shoving the toy right into the palm.
Happy sex island birthday!! ]
You can have them then.
hands u a tissue
[ His voice jumps an octave there, delighted. ]
Oh my God. You shouldn't have.
[ He'll take them. Thanks, friend. ]
If only there was a handsome, strong ...
[ Giving Eustace a look over. ]
... furry that came with it. Gee, that would just make my day.
thank god for klaus, tbh
Erune. [ Say it in English, please. ] Not a furry.
[ That sounds demeaning. And also childish. And also, second of all: ]
Shove it up your ass yourself. You have hands.
[ Someone needs practice on their bedroom talk. ]
it's what he's here (???????) for
Ooh. Okay, well, that is true. But..
[ But. Klaus seems a little hesitate to say, but: ]
So do you.
[ STOP BEING A BOTTOM, KLAUS. ]
Erune. Is that your name?
[ He doesn't actually think so, but he does want to know this guy's name. ]
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Unfortunately, Eustace is also a huge dick and plays the field entirely on his own agenda. He stands silent for a moment, assessing the situation for a brief moment, before finally replying. ]
What do I get out of this?
[ Other than, y'know, shoving some beads up a guy's ass. (Sorry, did this guy ask him for his name? He doesn't wanna give it.) ]
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[ He tilts his head to a shoulder, kind of assessing the situation himself, but mostly just undressing Eustace with his eyes. He's never dealt with someone who seems to be.. part animal. But that doesn't seem like a road block in the least. He's definitely "try everything once as long as it's consensual" so.. ]
Whatever you want, really. I'm flexible.
[ A beat. ]
Both mentally and physically.
[ I'm sorry. Did he not mean in the bedroom and just something in general? The typical crowds his finds himself around just.. talk about sex like this. ]
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Besides, this man looks eager enough to assist. May as well wring some use out of him. Sorry, Klaus. ]
Hmph. [ Is that a yes? A no?? ] Lead the way then.
[ Apparently a yes. ]
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He's still surprised by Eustace's response, though. The guy must be eager for something. ]
Oh, no, no. I couldn't. I mean, I could, but you should lead the way instead, daddy.
[ Just making their roles are clear as if his already submissive behavior wasn't enough. He's also new here. He's not sure if Eustace is new here or not, but he's also very compliant with whatever. ]
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Anyway, that's not the issue here, even if his lip curls in offense at the term. (How much would it cost to buy a gag for this man? Probably worth whatever silence he can get for the next hour or so.)
The issue is: ]
I don't know where you live.
[ They're not going to his place, sorry bud. The less any person knows about his (admittedly) nonexistent private life here on this island, the better. ]
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Oh, do excuse it, though. There's some tidying up I have to do.
[ He wants to hang onto this guy's arm or be some other matter of annoying to him, but he folds his hands behind his back instead. He's already made it painstaking obvious the dynamic here, so he won't do anything like that without permission.
The place he's picked out to live in is a small but run down temple of sorts. It kind of reminded him of the aesthetic he had going on back in Dallas and he was a little surprised that nobody had claimed this spot yet.. to his knowledge. Which.. if they did, that would be fine. He's shared his space with other people his entire life. ]
Home sweet home. Well, not really. I've had a lot of these.. "not really" homes as of late.
[ He's been homeless plenty of times ever since he left the Academy. It's kind of like that.. only on an island. ]
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(This is sex island, Eustace, chill tf out....)
Sweep done, he settles back down on his heels. ]
Hmph.
[ Yeah, that's what he thinks of this place. Good? Bad? Who knows. There's a more pressing matter at hand anyway, which is: ]
Where do you want to do this?
[ Wow, romantique. No wining and dining first with this one. ]
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Anyway, he approaches him again and finally touches him, this time under the chin to direct him to look back at him. He gives a small whistle. ]
Yoohooo, I’m right here.
[ His hand withdraws, this time to stroke his own chin. ]
God, well. There’s just so many different ways.. I mean, I’m partial to a vertical surface.. oh, or out in public, but I guess we came all the way here, sooooo...
Anything specific on your little bingo you thinking about?
[ HE IS JUST SO RELAXED TALKING ABOUT THIS AND STANDING THERE IN HIS UNDERWEAR .. which don’t cover too much. ]
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As per usual, Eustace doesn't really give any indictor of the conclusion he comes to - is the dick big enough for his tastes? will it be satisfactory?? - opting instead to just move on. He's a really impartial bang, sorry Klaus.
But ah, since they're on the subject—he folds his arms over his chest. ]
Depends. Any last questions before we start?
[ AKA, how annoying are you gonna be, bro? ]
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But anyway.
Klaus seems rather sincere as he mills over what possible questions he could ask. Like.. where is the lube, or how kinky are we gonna take this, etc, but his hazel eyes go from Eustace’s ears and he knows exactly what to ask, serious as can be. ]
I don’t know what kind of animal you are, so I mean.. is it barbed? Will it get stuck?
[ so... very annoying. ]
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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how did i lose this tag.. what.. i'm mad
dw wants to keep us apart.....
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