TDM 007: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? (Sorry, No Refunds)

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TDM 007: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?

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. Entertainment District Old and new arrivals alike have likely been enjoying(?) the Island’s one day of sunshine per week - and so have the robots! The energy they are able to harness from the sun has increased their productivity exponentially, and a colorful multi-level entertainment district has sprung up to surround a few of the city’s familiar locations. Here you will find the forge, the clothing shop, the Full Moon(ty) Theater, as well as a freshly upgraded Ticket to Ride: an all-purpose arcade where tickets won from skeeball and Whack-a-Woody can be exchanged for sexy, colorful prizes! Admission is free, and the robots especially encourage islanders to check out the following arcade additions: Lurid Laser Tag: Slip into a full-body laser tag suit and arm yourself with a robot-provided laser gun before you go into this spooky and maze-like laser tag arena, which has been designed in the fashion of an abandoned, post-apocalyptic city overrun with creeping, squirming, and sometimes grabbing plants (which may look and feel very familiar to the earliest residents of the Nameless Island). Avoid these obstacles and try to spot the enemy before they spot you! The laser guns issued by the ‘bots have three graduated settings, chosen by the shooter, to alert you when you are hit: 1. vibration, 2. sweet caress, and 3. deep massage. Any part of your laser tag suit may activate, depending on where you are hit. Islanders may choose to play 1-on-1 with a friend, or can be randomly assigned to an opponent or team. VR Rooms: Pull on a shiny new headset and enjoy an immersive virtual reality experience like none other available on the Island thus far! The technology is still somewhat limited, however, in that the rooms can only replicate settings and environments from the current users’ memories. Whether you’re looking to train your battle skills on your old stomping grounds or simply want to share the experience of your favorite hometown noodle shop with a friend, these new VR rooms will literally open up new worlds of entertainment to you. VR Rooms can be enjoyed alone or in pairs, and they are fully private. GundamPods: A scaled-down version of the newly installed mobile suit simulation cockpits which can be accessed in the hangar at the outskirts of the city, these side-by-side pods allow users to recreate the experience of piloting any mobile suit that has been brought onto the island, in PVP format. Scant and form-fitting clothing is recommended for the most seamlessly realistic piloting experience, as this allows the technology to interface with your sensory system. Wear a bikini and you’ll feel it right down to the G’s! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. Sexscape Room Looking for the latest opportunity to earn credits? Look no further! The robots are researching the problem-solving capabilities of organic lifeforms, and they are seeking the Islanders’ help. The offered reward is very generous, and the ‘bots say the time commitment is no more than two hours. No manual labor required! Participants will only be given a puzzle to solve within that time limit. Those who agree will be led to a spacious, if dark, room... but not alone. When the lights turn on, two volunteers find themselves trapped together in an escape room! Written clues lead participants through a series of steps to find the trick that will unlock the doors that hold them captive. However, what kind of room they find themselves in is entirely luck of the draw. Some rooms are perfectly normal, with almost absurdly easy puzzles to solve - a tip of a bookcase or a key hidden beneath a pillow might just be the ticket out. Others may be outrageously difficult, with clues taking the form of cryptic riddles and assigned tasks requiring partnership and teamwork to complete. What kind of tasks, you may ask? Well, for some rooms it’s fairly obvious what volunteers are expected to do in order to earn their escape. That riding crop says it all, does it not? Those who fail to solve the escape room within two hours will be released without incident, the promised credits loaded to their devices. Islanders who successfully escape the room will be additionally rewarded with a goody bag of cute and colorful BDSM gear! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Speed Dating at the Limp Noodle So many renovations have occurred thanks to the efforts of those on the Island and the robots have decided a grand opening of the new Limp Noodle Shop! This robot-run shop has three small tables and a long counter for serving customers. It caters to various noodle foods and soups from any world and their menu changes regularly, but Wednesday is All You Can Eat Ramen Day. Try the Special Spicy Fishcakes to get a free drink, but they might make your noodle anything but limp and you'll need some help to calm it down. Effects can last up to three hours. But that’s not all. To promote the grand opening of the Limp Noodle the robots have added more seating and opened up the week for Swap Meet Speed Dating. That’s right, speed dating. Anyone who takes part in the 10 minute rounds of looking for your next Auspicious Act partner will receive all-you-can-eat snacks. Couples who hit it off will receive a free meal at a small two-seat table in a more secluded area. Questions are provided on note cards with a fine print reminder: “Eye contact supports sexual intrigue, please maintain at all times.” ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[jokey]

[He could happily die smothered under this ass. If it should come to pass that this fine booty kills him, that's a death Akira can happily accept. But... yes. Yes, he'll let Ann know if he needs to break away just long enough to breathe, though he's fairly certain he'll manage just fine.

She feels like velvet on his tongue, so silky and yielding. This may not be Ann's first time getting eaten out, but it's Akira's first time doing so. He'll endeavor to be gentle, but the call of his name ringing off Ann's tongue like a stuck bell sets every nerve in his body alight.

He slowly introduces more pressure to each flick of his tongue in a bid to memorize what Ann likes and what she doesn't. It'll be helpful information for the future, isn't it?]

[pussy_whip]

[ Even if Akira isn't an expert, he's someone who picks up skills with a remarkable swiftness, and there's so much to learn here thanks to how responsive Ann is to his touches. Some spots get more of a reaction than others, some require more pressure, others less. Her moans and sighs, her little jumps and shivers tell him what he needs to know.

Before long she's gripping the headboard of the bed hard enough that her knuckles are white with the force of it. She'd considered reaching back to stroke Akira's cock while he took care of her, but she's still a novice in this arena and multitasking isn't a skill she's really gotten the hang of just yet.

Her breathing becomes more erratic the closer she gets to her climax. Her whole body shakes--it's almost too intense but at the same time she's rooted to the spot, hips rolling subtly. When she comes, she shouts his name again before the pent-up tension drains from her body, but she's not done yet, and neither is he. ]

Hold tight.

[ As if he could move right now. Ann only takes a second to shuffle back, sitting on his stomach for the moment. She can feel his cock pressed against her backside, and she tips forward so she can slide her wet folds against his length. ]

More?

[jokey]

[Catch him in the library later reading up on all the ins of eating a lady out. Akira has a willing assistant on his hands for trying out whatever ridiculous techniques can be gleaned from the mountain of absurd sex books in the library, but in the interim? He's winging it.

He's winging it and the results speak for themselves. It's impressive (and worthy of envy) how women aren't held down by anything like a refractory period. Ann arches back and Akira sucks a heavy breath through his teeth, sliding his hands up along her torso and cradling her breasts in his palms.]

More.

[Please ma'am, he wants some more. Akira has half a mind to take Ann by the hips and drop her down on his cock in one deft motion, but that sort of thing sounds like an accident waiting to happen. He'll... have to give her a warning before pulling a stunt like that. Instead, he gives those plentiful breasts a firm squeeze and rocks up to suck a mark out in the space just beneath one.]

[pussy_whip]

[ He's wise not to try anything abrupt. That's how you end up with a broken dick. Easier for her to line their bodies up, anyway, taking hold of his cock and sliding the head to the right spot as Akira lavishes attention on her breasts.

Ann is the one who lowers her body, slowly, until their hips are flush. Her arms drape around his shoulders, humming appreciatively at the feeling and resting her forehead against his. ]

Mm. Feels nice.

[jokey]

[A broken dick doesn't sound very conducive to railing Ann silly. For now, Akira can live with a more slow and steady pace, leaning to one side and exhaling hot, heavy breaths against the pillows below.

It almost hurts, waiting like this. At the same time, it's incredibly rewarding to marvel at the space where their bodies come together, Ann's skin soft and warm and yielding beneath his palms. Funny how the very first temptation Akira makes good on is a simple hug, tugging Ann down and holding her close.

He wants to indulge in this– the feeling of their bodies interlocking so perfectly with one another's, her chest flush with his own and her breaths soft against the cusp of his ear.]

You can say that again. I could stay like this forever.

[And Akira yawns for effect, nestling his head in the crook between Ann's shoulder and neck like he's seriously contemplating a nap. He really isn't, desperate and itching to move inside of her, but desperation's never been enough to see Akira pass on an opportunity to tease and rile.]

[pussy_whip]

[ Ann chuckles lightly, a bit self-consciously. She's comfortable, too; every part of them fits together very neatly, and there's something powerfully satisfying in receiving a gift you thought you would never be able to have.

He doesn't belong to her, of course, but she'd fallen so in love with him between all the missions and the photo shoots and the secret meetings and the plates of curry or cake. To be here with him now like this... it feels like coming home.

That's terribly sentimental, though, and he's not the only one craving pleasure. Ann pinches Akira's side when he feigns sleep, clenching around him just enough to keep his attention. ]

Hey now, don't you fall asleep on me.

[ Or in her, for that matter.

At any rate, she wants to keep him waiting about as much as she herself wants to wait. A few seconds just to snuggle is nice, but after a moment she rolls her hips, slowly at first but with a steadily increasing speed. ]

[jokey]

[He doesn't belong to her, no, but he certainly wouldn't mind. That said, it's hard to shake the feeling that Ann truly does deserve someone better– someone who doesn't chase a thrill, someone who doesn't drag her into tumult and danger.

It's hard not to feel like that on a nigh constant basis, but those little nagging concerns abate some when Ann's pleased only to be with him, demanding little more than his company. That's always been enough for her, hasn't it? Even despite the dangers that come part and parcel with keeping company with such a reckless fool.

Ann delivers that well-timed pinch to Akira's side and he jolts beneath her, laughter soft in his throat. Alright, no more playing around. It's time to give Ann everything she's been waiting for and more.]

...you're needy, Ann.

[Rolling her hips like that, inciting him to move. Akira wouldn't mind letting her take the lead, but she deserves some proper spoiling after the emotional roller coaster she's been on. Slowly righting himself, Akira folds her back against the mattress and knits her wrists up above her head.]

Let me do the honors. Next time, you can take the lead.

[Akira presses a ginger kiss to Ann's cheek and begins to move, his thrusts gentle and oh so indulgent. He'll work himself up to ramming speed in due time, but he fully intends to take the scenic route on his way there.]

[pussy_whip]

[ Bold of him to assume he's dragging her anywhere. Wasn't she the one who insisted on coming along to help take down Kamoshida's shadow in his creepy-ass palace? Ann is perfectly capable of throwing herself into danger, thank you very much. ]

I'm not needy...

[ Even though his comment prompts her to whine a little bit, when Akira switches their positions Ann doesn't protest. His gentle hold on her wrists isn't something she'd allow from almost anyone else, but from him... it's all right, especially when he starts to move inside her.

She hums softly, pleasure building slowly with each leisurely thrust. When he kisses her cheek, Ann turns her face, craning her neck slightly so she can steal another kiss from his lips. Because she's not needy. Right. Not at all.

Her legs wrap around his waist, ankles hooking behind his thighs. ]

Does it... feel like you imagined?

[jokey]

[Akira gradually works himself up to a moderate pace– not too rough, because he's here to soak in Ann's company more than he's here to seek out gratification, and not too slow, lest they both grow restless. It's hard to focus on anything other than her face, her face, her beautiful face, because Ann is the girl he's chosen to make his own, or rather...

...she had been. I love you very nearly makes it out of Akira's mouth before he catches the words preparing to lunge off the tip of his tongue. Swallowing them down, he stalls in place for all of a second– a smooth recovery, but not so smooth that Ann wouldn't be able to notice.]

It feels just like I remember.

[Warm and wet and terribly inviting, but he's not here to wax poetic on her genitals. Leaning in, Akira peppers Ann's cheek with kisses, soft and fond and belying just a bit of vulnerability– a part of himself he can show no other soul.]

You might remember me by a different name, but you're just as I remember you. Ann is Ann no matter how far from home we are.

[pussy_whip]

[ It's a lot to take in; it has been every time she's done this. Each of her partners has found some new way to make her toes curl, to make her glad that she's come to terms with her own sexuality. Getting to be with Akira this way is something she'd scarcely even allowed herself to imagine without little niggling feelings of guilt, but he's here now, skin slick with perspiration as he pins her to the mattress, and he wants her just as much as she wants him.

The smooth sensation of his cock filling her over and over is enough to have her moaning, but more than that, the fact that he is who he is helps drive her wild. He has no idea how much he has her wrapped around his finger; he could ask for almost anything and she'd do it for him. ]

I never thought you really wanted to do this with me. It... it feels so good, Akira. Just like I hoped it would.

[jokey]

[He's missed this– the wet heat of Ann's body, the friction between their hips. Getting back into the rhythm of dicking her down doesn't take long at all, and Akira knits his fingers between hers and raises Ann's hands far above her head. Watching her breasts bounce with every roll of his hips is a guilty pleasure he indulges in at every available opportunity.]

I'm glad. I wouldn't dream of giving you up to anyone else.

[But even the best dreams are often short-lived. Breaths catching in his throat, Akira nestles into the crook of Ann's neck, kissing her there.]

...but it's been a while since I've been this turned on. I won't last.

[Just being honest here.]

Promise me we'll do this again sometime.

[pussy_whip]

[ Having her hands pinned above her is a little different than she’s used to, but there’s a measure of enjoyment to be had in being his captive, in a sense. Her body stretches under him, back arching to angle her hips against him, wanting the most each thrust can give her. She already came once so she’s extra sensitive, her nerves full of fire and electricity that dances up her spine and down her limbs. ]

It’s all right, I’m close too. Just... kiss me, okay?

[ Naturally, Akita’s request is met with a dreamy nod. Anything for him. ]

Of course we will. Any time you want.

[jokey]

[It's such an innocent, humble request. Just kiss me, and how could Akira possibly deny her? Something as soft and chaste as kissing the girl he loves might just push Akira right over that teetering edge, but he's ready to take the plunge.

He's ready to lay around in a boneless slump for a while and forget all about this tackily-decorated room and the robot's strange demands. Nosing against Ann's cheek, Akira whispers softly into her ear.]

Whatever you want.

[Akira fits their lips together in time to feel the breaths stop up in his throat, heat pooling low in his hips. Release hits him like one wave crashing atop another, but Akira doesn't allow their kiss to break. He comes away from it breathless and spent and aware that he's just made one hell of a mess inside of Ann, but that's... not a problem, right...?]

Ah... [Or maybe it is. Should he have pulled out, or...] Don't move. It'll spill everywhere.

[But there are no tissues around to clean up with, so?! He really should've asked Ann if she was fine with him coming inside, but it's a little too late for regrets now.]