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TDM 006: SPECTRAL SPECTACLE
| TDM 006: SPECTRAL SPECTACLE |
00. Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface 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. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the “comfortable” new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. I. The Dragon's Matchmaking Welcome to the Island, cherub dragons! The auspicious actions of your fellow Islanders have foreseen the reintroduction of dragons to the world. Unlike the hulking, possessive creatures of ancient lore (and recent hot springs), these well-meaning little critters love to help. Their small size and roly-poly frames make them unsuited to laborious tasks, but they will be the perfect companion to any residents who endeavor to pick up a small item, wish for their lunch to be delivered to an absolute stranger, or need a fire started from a tiny, flaming sneeze in their drafty homes. If a cherub dragon sees an Islander they perceive in need of their assistance, they will zip right in and refuse to scram until they’ve done the job! No visible struggles? No problem! The little dragons also love to play matchmaker. Persistent dragons will gleefully nudge together Islanders they believe will have chemistry, and sometimes they aren’t wrong! Of course, even if sparks fail to fly, the dragons’ trilling songs are known to kindle romantic feelings between strangers and long-time lovers alike. II. Ruins While the Islanders have been enjoying their autumn relaxation, the ‘bots of Erku have been hard at work clearing the surrounding forests of dangers for their guests’ safe habitation. If you are of deft hand with monster slaying, forestry, or even just hauling debris and weed picking, the robots will gladly exchange credits for help with reconstructing the recently unearthed mountain temple grounds from the rubble that remains there. Just follow the path of gently glowing mushrooms to the site of the temple ruins. Beware of lurking creatures, grabby plants, and falling rocks!  The temple ruins are tall and breathtaking, despite the eerie chill of the fog that lingers just beyond. Or is it the fog that sends a shiver up your spine? After all, this place was very spiritually important to the original inhabitants of the Island, the robots say to anyone curious enough to ask. Although their own programming does not include religious worship, the Augur believes the restoration of this place to be vital to the continued augmentation of Eros energy. When questioned about the strange shadows that seem to slip from tree to tree, or the unsettling feeling of ghostly hands that seem to nudge volunteers deeper into the grounds, the robots respond with nothing but bafflement. Their sensors detect no unknown organic presence afoot. III. Ritual Islanders who chase those mysterious shadows may find themselves particularly drawn to a structure that lay deeper within the ruins, beyond where the robots have made the most progress. Three sets of crumbling, moss-covered stairs join to form a central platform, which - despite the overcast skies - seems to emit a soft glow. Those who step onto the platform may begin to hear a quiet, compelling voice, which urges them to be free of their inhibitions and to offer their energy to the spirits to be multiplied hundredfold. Visions of naked bodies in the throes of carnal worship dance before the eyes. Those who are especially spiritually sensitive - or perhaps, just lucky - may feel as if possessed by a consciousness that is not their own, and that consciousness is filled with a burning sexual desire. Leaving the platform is an option if alone, but the intense and overwhelming urge to seek companionship will persist until an Auspicious Act is completed. Those who are fortunate to be joined by company within the temple will feel compelled to worship right then and there, no matter the risk of being seen. Within the walls of the temple, Eros energy is enhanced such that any erotic act - big or small - will be enough to break the spell. N A V I G A T I O N |
yeah im in pieces after ur seonho simp tag
It's a light touch, and yet it feels a lot like an arrow to the chest. only some discomfort though, and no pain, and mostly pleasure. It’s the heat radiating from the other mans’ hand on his chest, the jawline he can see more clearly now that they’re on level ground, and the now unhindered view of his cock.
And Seonho had thought the stone had turned him on. This would be immensely embarrassing if it wasn’t also arousing (actually it’s absolutely both)]
No,
[and he does almost hate how he sounds so breathless already, but he makes up for it by the determined tilt of his chin. Never mind that Eustace only has to look down to see how Seonho’s really feeling, (i don’t want to write big dick seonho u_u he just has a normal-sized one since he’s not a furry) he can absolutely pretend that he’s in control.
he presses his right hand against Eustace’s hip, tracing the downward slant with his fingers,]
I think the time for conversing is over.
[he finishes, palming eustace’s cock. intimacy is a strange thing, especially sexual intimacy. Seonho’s experience mostly revolves around his own (almost always on his own, and if not, then with the gisaengs at ihwaru and a few scholar-students back when he was still attending school). Always under mostly-repressed, shameful circumstances – because how can he let himself go with the women who all know of his feelings for Hui-Jae or with the boys who openly sneered at his social status – so the situation now of knowing absolutely nothing about Eustace (NOT EVEN HIS NAME?? he doesn’t even know if eustace is a HUMAN?? HE HAS WOLF EARS???) and knowing that he too has no idea who Seonho is
Freeing.
And a little awkward, because Seonho only has his own standards to work with. At least nothing’s stopping eustace from pointing flamek at him (HEH) and shoving him down the stairs if he does anything wrong]
i wish i could simp more but honestly i'm in too much pain after your tag
Other things he's into: the steady grip of Seonho's fingers around his length, well-practiced motions befitting of a man who at least has some idea of what he's doing, as compared to a total novice. That makes things easier, at least. He doesn't have to treat this man like fine china, overly considerate of his experience (or lack thereof) as they navigate through the murky haze of desire that this temple has forced upon them.
Unless that's what Seonho is into, of course. Guess they'll find out, in due time.
He's not about to stand here and just take what's given, in any case. It takes two to tango, or so they say, and he's not about to waste what's been given to him.
While his hips tilt foward, further into Seonho's slender fingers, his own hands are moving, skimming across the expanse of the other man's toned chest, thumbs brushing over the occasional scar in a light, lingering touch. Eustace isn't much of a romantic all things considered, but he can appreciate an athletic figure when he sees one, and pay the proper dues. The slight difference in their height means it's convenient for him to lower his head until the ends of his hair are brushing against Seonho's shoulder and he's close enough that his breath falls warm over the bare skin there. ]
I wonder, [ he starts, pressing the tip of his nose against the other man's neck, right against the pulse point ] if you like it gentle...or rough?
[ On the last word his fingers pause, thumb and forefinger closing around one nipple and giving it a firm pinch. ]
ok i won't simp anymore i'll just play this for eustace https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yU0wdvK3ys
Seonho hisses, he can’t help it, partly from surprise and mostly from arousal. His pulse spikes as if in answer, and he grips Eustace more tightly in retaliation. Gentle? Rough? He’s more interested in knowing the other man’s preferences – if only so he can feel less annoyed from being so thoroughly rattled for a second there!!!
His strokes are still slow, but stronger now. Seonho's free hand slowly slides up Eustace’s spine, trying to marshal his thoughts even as his attention focuses on the feel of him. His body was impressive from afar, it’s downright mesmerizing now, even for Seonho, who’s only ever noticed bodies in terms of performance. He stops
simpingonly when his fingers twine into the back of Eustace’s soft hair. He’d never thought silver a particularly attractive color on anyone, (because ageism ig) but the man before him makes a strong case for it. He lets them rest there for a moment, lets the rest of his trepidation fade even as his desire grows.]Set a pace, and I’ll match it.
[whatever eustace seonho can be hot and sexy too!!!!!! GOD!!!! he's equal parts turned on and Annoyed???? anyway, he tugs Eustace's hair so he has just enough space to kiss him, hard, mostly because of Desire(tm) and mostly because he just wants to shut Eustace up before he has to hear something else stupid and arousing.]
hate that, but also your shirtless icon is very distracting
That puts them on a level playing field, as far as age goes. But small things like age and gender have never stopped Eustace from behaving like a steroetypical while male Chad, and it certainly doesn't stop him now as he stands at the edge of a broken down temple, naked as the day he was born and getting his dick fondled by a guy he's only just met ten minutes ago.
Truly, it's a wonder either of them can feign such bluster and arrogance.
But maybe it makes sense, all things considered. Especially when there's pesky things such as desire and want nipping at the edges of their minds, an annoying warmth that runs through their veins and compels them into acts such as this one. (Contrary to popular belief, Eustace is not actually a huge slut who gets down and dirty with every single person he meets.) It's easier to ignore societal norms when there's a hand wrapped firm around his dick and lips pressed against his.
He doesn't answer right away, too busy deepening the kiss even as his hips jut forward into Seonho's hand in search of further friction and pleasure. He's not abashed about banging out in public, or about using (and being used) by someone for the sole sake of ridding whatever curse this temple has placed on them. What's done is done, and they may as well enjoy themselves now that they're here.
Although....Seonho seems a little stiff still. Maybe he also needs a little extra motivation. 🤔 ]
You sound like a man used to giving orders. [ He breaks the kiss momentarily to ask that, ignoring the pain that comes with leaning forward even as fingers grip his hair tightly. ] Is that what gets you off, ordering other people around?
[ Is BDSM one of the squares they're checking off... ]
i put it there specifically so i could vanish for an entire month before running back to torture u
he makes a quick noise of frustration when Eustace pulls away, his brows furrowing even deeper when eustace starts talking about something exceedingly embarrassing yet again, (but is it any more embarrassing than Seonho exerting more pressure when Eustace presses harder against his hand, no. he likes how eustace reacts, even if Seonho himself isn't as receptive so far) At this point, embarrassment feels trivial. it matters far less compared to the feeling building in his chest, that anticipation of a may or a may not,]
Only when they obey. [his fingers in Eustace's hair tighten a little as if in emphasis] Defiance doesn't interest me.
[Seonho says, but lbr, defiance is what makes orders sexy in the first place??? it's just that Seonho has a long storied history of seeing everything in his life never work out the way he wants, so having that happen again during like foreplay will surely not awaken anything inside him (haha yeah).....
He stills his hand around Eustace's cock just as the other man's about to thrust again, and gives him a calculating look,]
And you? You've been quite compliant so far -- is that one of your preferences?
[share with the class eustace, it can't only be about seonho's kinks in here]
you could have never come back at all...
Unfortunately, Eustace has always been extremely bad at sharing anything about himself, with a proverbial class or otherwise, and his only reply (for a good few seconds anyway) is a cool look that's deeply at odds with how flushed his skin is becoming, and the quickening beat of his heart. (And his own frustrations simmering to the surface at the sudden lack of movement against his length.)
But they're here to make love not war (or are they 🤔) and Eustace doesn't really see a point in antagonizing Seonho any further than necessary. ]
I do what I'm told to do.
[ In his work life, in his personal life, and apparently now in bed?? Guess he's a bottom now.... But just in case Seonho starts getting cocky (heh) Eustace takes a moment to wrap both his hands around the other man's wrists, grip tightening to an almost painful point for the span of a breath.
They're plenty close by this point, but he makes it a point to lean in just enough that he can feel the heat from Seonho's lips, that the tips of their noses are brushing against each other. ]
That includes you telling me to take over, if that's what you're interested in.
[ jk he's still a top at heart ]
no i had to come back and SLAM and welcome to the JAM
now that's definitely not the grip of someone who's content with being ordered about??? Seonho should know because he's exactly the same except for, you know, the thrill that shivers down his spine at both the heat of Eustace's lips... and the tempting prospect he's laid out for him.
maybe seonho is a bottom at heart? after all???? but we don't have time to unpack all that because Seonho kisses him, open-mouthed and fervent and if he bites a bit too hard on Eustace's bottom lip for that brief instant then that's only fair right? it's payback,]
You can take over once I'm done, if you still have the strength to.
[he steps forward, using the weight of Eustace's hands around his wrists to help push him (NOT OFF THE STAIRS), just until they're both right against the stone platform. he presses his hands against Eustace's chest, intending on shoving him down,]
Sit down.
[because if he's gonna suck DICK then he's not gonna do it while all 186 cm of eustace is standing!!!! seonho is 28 and no longer a youthful bud, that'll just create back problems u-u,]
no subject
He's certainly not complaining though, the faint tang of blood against his lips and tongue enough to send another wave of desire pulsing through him, stronger and lengthier than the last. It's enough that he leans forward when Seonho pulls away, wanting more of what he (temporarily) can't have, though the implicit challenge to Seonho's words, followed by the brusque order, are enough to sate his desires for the moment.
Emotions running high as they are, he acquieses with ease, taking a seat on the stone platform without brooking a single argument. Legs spread slightly apart, the palms of his hand pressed against the stone ground, he looks like he's enjoying a sunny afternoon all to himself, except for part where it's not actually sunny and he's buck naked. It's fine, surely no one will wander by and see. Or maybe they will, and they'll conveniently check a square off their own card. Hooray for efficiency????
He tilts his head up to peer at Seonho, eyes half-lidded. ]
If you're going to phrase it like that, I expect you to deliver.
[ AKA if he doesn't get his brains blown out, he's going to be incredibly disappointed. ]
val im crying blow jobs are hard please accept this level of effort from me
thanks for believing in seonho, eustace -- his pulse might like have kicked up a notch at that half-lidded expectant gaze, but Seonho can use that to his advantage too. Creating the 'mood' is half the battle, yes? No matter that just minutes ago, Seonho had been the equivalent of a prickly hedgehog about to have a bad time. Spooky sex vibes are really powerful to have changed his mind this quickly, but he'd be lying to himself if he blamed it all on the Vibes.
Seonho takes a moment to admire the other 50% part of the reason why he's horny af right now, his hands pressing against Eustace's shoulders, then sliding down on either side of him (that he'd been able to see from the start thanks to that stupid cut-out shirt that Seonho no longer thinks of as a stupid cut-out shirt and instead now thinks is sexy???????), following that path until his knees press against the floor. Normally, Seonho would hate kneeling in any situation, but... there's something powerful about being in the perfect position to suck Eustace off, to have that opportunity to make him completely breathless, and bereft of words (for ONCE).
his hands are still on Eustace's hips, and his nails dig in a little at the skin on either side, as he leans in -- close enough so that Eustace can feel Seonho's breath on his cock,]
I just might, if you do your part properly.
[aka stop with-holding the kink lore and let seonho know if eustace is about to bluescreen.png, or he'll be mean and draw all of this out so we have like a 50 tag thread!!!!
or maybe not??? considering how he's already made Eustace hard with his hands earlier, Seonho moves in with a confidence that a less shameless man would not have (because lbr how much of an expert is seonho re: dick sucking... he's done it before but not very often, but he's had his dick sucked more than he's sucked dick and im in tears now), pressing his lips to the base of Eustace's cock in a motion that could almost be a little kiss -- his tongue flicking out a little as he moves to the tip, so he can take Eustace fully in his mouth.
but probably not all the way bc eustace is BDE and Seonho's not like an expert at deepthroating, sadly. he will drive his nails harder against his hip though, and let the other slide down so he can wrap his hand around Eustace's cock.]
please accept this tag despite how long it took
Specifically, like a man about to receive a blowjob from a complete stranger in the middle of a ruined temple. Not a place Eustace would ever have expected to emanate sexy vibes conducive to bang of any kind but here he is, breath shallow and heart pounding loud in his ears as he stares down at the crown of Seonho's head and the sleek black hair that flows over the other man's body. It's hair that would make any woman jealous - and any number of men too, objectively speaking. Impossible to resist reaching out one hand to thread his fingers through, a swell of satisfied appreciation blooming in his chest at the sensation of silk against his skin.
It's satisfaction that only grows as Seonho leans forward, lips and tongue hot against his cock. Reflexively, his fingers tighten in Seonho's hair, a sign of contentment rather than any lingering dissatisfaction. (This guy, whose name is probably not Bob, definitely passes.) His breath leaves him in a shaky exhale and Eustace tips his head back, letting his eyelids fall closed as he lets himself succumb to the feeling of having another man's mouth on him.
Mouth and hands, the dig of nails deeper into his hips sending another jolt of pleasure thrumming up his spine. As a token of his appreciation, Eustace tangles his fingers further into Seonho's hair, grazing his fingertips lightly across the back of Seonho's scalp. ]
Not bad.
[ He says it approvingly, which is impressive considering how rarely he doles out compliments. Unfortunately, it's not enough yet to get him to BSOD so we might just have to turn this into a 50 tag thread unless Seonho decides to get creative.
Godspeed Seonho.... ]
only if you accept this one.........................
not bad? .........not bad????? wow........... he sees how it is.......
He has no idea how Eustace usually is when he bangs, okay. He has no idea that his two word compliment is an equivalent to someone else's "hell yeah". All Seonho knows is that he's a man of his word and Eustace hasn't BSODed yet, so all he can do now is rise to the challenge before him. Seonho's too much of a perfectionist to accept Eustace's words at face value. He meant what he said earlier, and he's stubborn enough to want to see it through. "It" being the expression on Eustace's face when he finally comes -- will it be a barely visible twitch of his brow? or a hastily repressed moan? -- whatever it is, let that be one more thing Seonho discovers about him, if nothing else. He's pretty sure he'd be content with just that -- he'll accept that in lieu of a name.
so it's both frustration and curiosity that spurs Seonho onward, tightening his grip around Eustace's cock hard enough for it to be painful, then releasing so he can take the rest of him inside his mouth. it's difficult -- he can feel his eyes watering, but the sense of near triumph is far more important than any discomfort. not bad. Seonho purses his lips and sucks hard, eyes focused on Eustace, the challenge obvious in his gaze. not bad. his hands are back on eustace's hips, urging them to rock up into his mouth the same time his nails dig in harder. not bad. he groans deep in his chest, letting the vibration carry all the way to his lips.
it's not the most creative move ever pulled in the history of dick sucking, but it is relentless. that should at least get him a MEDAL, but he'll take the blue screen instead, please and thank u]
i accept you always
Eustace, with absolutely no inkling of the storm of emotions raging inside Seonho, lets out a sharp grunt of pain when the other man's hand squeezes his cock none-too-gently, lips parting as he scowls downwards. Not that he can't handle a little pain every now and then, even prefers it when he's in the right mood, but give a man a little warning next time.
Whatever complaints he might have had vanish quick enough, a familiar warmth coursing through him as Seonho works his cock with his mouth enough that he sets aside his previous irritation. Instead, he lets his head roll forwards as his fingers tighten once again in Seonho's hair, the press of his palm gentle but insistent against the back of the other man's head. It's a silent order to keep going until he comes, though from the way Seonho's mouth closes firmly around him and the press of nails against the sensitive skin of his cock, it seems as though any additional motivation won't be necessary.
Which is for the best, really, the mounting haze of pleasure quickly taking root in his mind and body enough to push out all other thought. He tilts his hips forward, breath harsh as he inhales and exhales, the occasional groan slipping out despite his best efforts. He loses track of time, focus narrowing until all that registers in his mind is the slick warmth of lips and tongue sliding across his length and a rising tension threatening to pull his body apart. And then, without warning, it becomes too much to bear. His body goes taut and his nails dig into Seonho's scalp, a soft swear filling the air as he comes.
Good work Seonho, it seems like your budding talent might be in dick sucking after all. ]