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TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

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.

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I. SIX FLAGELLANTS

Welcome, one and all, to a thrilling new location! Robots have worked tirelessly to build, from the ground up, what can only be recognizable as an amusement park. You are just in time for the grand opening of Six Flagellants: Great Advagtures!

The Ferris Wheel routinely stops when lovebirds reach the top, waiting for a kiss - or something more daring! - before it starts up again.

Robots warn of the scary Haunted House: a dark building with wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills. Flickering ghosts roam the halls, and you may find an eerily realistic Headless Horseman -- who bids you, "Come closer. Give me head," while pointing to yours. Hey, get your mind out of the... Nevermind.

The Carousel is a two-story affair. Nude figures with familiar faces lounge about, waiting to be ridden, and closer inspection proves that they have the faces of your fellow islanders. Hop on your favorite person and take them for a spin!

There are even Bumper Cars, which have the interesting effect of making one feel more aroused with every bump and impact. (It's randomized each time, so don't try to guess based on car color!)

What should be a similar ride, the Teacups, has the robots' madness written all over it instead. They have misunderstood the gentle spin-cycles for dangerous, dizzying loop-the-loops across a wide track. Some would swear that the ride has a supernatural invocation for fear. Others are simply man enough to admit they're afraid.

Lastly, the Tunnel of Love is not what you expect. Although flavored lube and guides to cunnilingus are on each fleshy-log-shaped boat, the motion of the ocean is quite soothing, and there's a pleasant floral scent in the air that causes a light intoxication.

Don't forget to try the food! Similar to the Street Kiosks, there's a ton of faire food: cotton candy, corn dogs, and the like.

Mascot outfits are available and those who wear them will be rewarded generously with credits.

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II. LIKE A FIREWORK

The next morning, you receive a message on your device: You are cordially invited to a celebration of skinship at the House of Worship. Please do not dress for the occasion.

If asked about it, the robots will confirm that is not a specific holiday, but a simple joyous event. If you pry, they may even say that the Old Ones often made merry and partook in the pleasures of the flesh - and so too should you.

For an hour, there will be food and drink - alcoholic and aphrodisiac. Then, at the designated time, once the sun has gone down, clothes will be shed and a revelry begun.

As fireworks explode overhead, the different colors send the naked senses reeling:

Red: You are amorous towards the people around you. Yours is a joyous celebration. The Auspicious Acts you offer are happy and lighthearted, full of kisses and sweet nothings.
Orange: You feel bold and adventurous, eager to try something - or someone - new. Your preferred Acts may be dangerous or exciting, perhaps with more than one person.
Yellow: You feel reverence when you watch the fireworks, reverence when you look at your fellow people. You feel blessed to be part of the celebration at the House of Worship, and you make the Acts you complete into Acts of worship. You are all about the spirit of generosity.
Green: You are not here to celebrate. Jealousy is your lot. Uncover a new side of yourself, full of bitterness and resentment, and try an Act that treads the fine line between light and dark.
Indigo: You are proud to celebrate! Those around you are lucky to bask in your presence. You have a newly-minted domineering attitude that makes itself known, and your Acts are likely to be something where you'll come out on top.
Violet: These fireworks make you feel unusual - the opposite of yourself. You are different in all that you want to do, preferring Auspicious Acts that you may not have thought twice about before.

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III. MISTLETOE

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N A V I G A T I O N

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[ Even if it ended up taking her a while, Kori doesn't mind waiting. There's something really lovely about being undressed by her partner, and so she doesn't interfere, even if the way she's lapping up at that nipple might just come across as interfering... in a way.

she releases a long, throaty sigh when finally the hook's unclasped, and she can feel the pressure of the bra around her torso easing up, the garment falling free. Soon a moan follows, her whole body arching and pushing towards Kara's hand, one of her own too groping at Kara's other breast, fingers tweaking with the nipple. ]

Ah, yes... that's good, [ She murmurs, warm and a little eager, sucking tightly around the nub, while her free hand skims down Kara's waist, hip, thigh. ]

[Kara's mouth opens in a weak little gasp of her own as Kori's fingertip flicks across her nipple. The little bud begins to harden further, and the other woman's ministrations are hitting her in ways she hasn't felt for a while. She is hardly a sexually active person, most of the time, so some of this is shaking off rust, and some of it is just how sensitive she is, being unable to see. It adds some level of feeling to the encounter she's never had before.

Kori's encouragement helps break through some of her fumbling, a strong, warm palm squeezing one more good time at the woman's chest before her fingers seek a new directive. They find her partner's own nipple and slowly begin to circle it, slowly running a circuit around it before teasing and tweaking it all the same.]

You...keep doing that. [Kara murmurs into Kori's hair, breathless and eager to feel more of that touch.]

[ There's something especially rewarding about a sensitive and responsive partner. Kori can tell Kara likes the attention even with the way her nipple hardens alone, but that gasp and the way she shifts makes it all the better. She's encouraged to continue, tongue lapping up and lips sucking around the nub, while her other hand squeezes just above Kara's knee before she's flipping it around and trailing her way up Kara's inner thigh.

She is in no rush, of course, but on the other hand, she loves the way Kara reacts to being touched, and she's eager to touch more of her, and while she's curious about all the spots where she might be sensitive, where she's headed now she's bound to get a positive reaction. Besides, best to help Kara with her sight right away and they can have more fun afterwards.

While she pants softly and arches her body towards Kara's touch, her hand eventually reaches between her legs, and warm fingers trace over her panties, before slipping past the fabric and touching wet flesh directly. ]

[Kori's questing fingertips send a thrum of anticipation through Kara, and her entire body practically quivers. She knows what's coming, she can almost sense it, but when it does hit she lets out a small whimper of pleasure. She's soaked, unquestionably keyed up by all of her partner's attentions, and this is the moment her whole body has been aching for. ]

H...ohh...

[It's a weak, wordless noise that comes out of her, but her fingers aren't any less firm. Her body wants more, but she doesn't want to leave her partner hanging either. Fingers still circling, still teasing the nipple in their grip, Kara adds her other hand to the mix. Those digits curl in Kori's mane of hair, scratching gently at her scalp, brushing though soft strands in an unspoken request for her to keep going.]

[ Words aren't necessary to let Kori know that she should keep going. Kara's pleasure is clear enough as it is, right there against her fingertips, and the way her body arches and shifts eagerly is all the more encouraging.

Plus, the fingers playing with her nipple, and the hand sinking into her, serve to further coax her to continue. The scrape of fingernails against her scalp is met with an approving moan, breath hot against Kara's wet, reddened nipple, and the hand between her legs moves more intently, fingers curling and pressing a little harder as she begins moving at a slow pace, rubbing up and down the slit with two of her fingers, base of her thumb nudging insistently against her clit. ]

[Kara can feel her body growing warmer, Kori's touch stoking the fire burning inside of her. That hand, the skillful and insistent touch of her friend's fingers, and the breath against her skin set her heart hammering. The sensations are welcome, each little jolt of pleasure that washes up her spine further fueling the furnace roaring within. Her body curls forward a little towards the source of that heat, her head burying itself deeper into Kori's hair.

She doesn't know what to do, the hand gripping her partner beginning to seize up a little as her own pleasure grows. She holds on, but her fingers become clumsier as her thoughts become consumed with what's being done to her rather than what she can do for another, a problem she can solve later when she can see.]

[ Kori doesn't seem bothered in the slightest that Kara can't return the touches at the moment. She's too wrapped up in how she feels beneath her, how she arches and moans in response to her ministrations, and aroused as she is, she certainly can hold off until she gives Kara the pleasure she's seeking.

Her breath hitches too, each inhale short and audible, her gaze brighter as she watches each minute move Kara makes, the look on her face, the way her body moves in tandem with the pace. She hooks one arm around Kara's waist for leverage, holding her close and steady while her lips and tongue keep working over her nipples, one then the other, and her hand continues to work at the same pace between her legs. Slow rubs of her fingertips become faster, more insistent, and eventually she seeks Kara's entrance, pushing two curled fingers inside, while she flips her thumb around and manages to press and rub it up against her clit in tandem with that pace. ]

[Kara's body gives over, her resistance to just accepting what's being offered steadily eroded by Kori's touch. Breathing hard now, her eyes shut as much on reflex as anything, she groans out a low and breathy, almost animalistic noise. She's not much of a screamer, but this is close, and when she feels Kori's fingertips press inside her she does make a very, very undignified noise.]

Fuck...

[Earth curses still sound strange in her ears, but this one feels normal and natural and right for the moment. Her hands drop into the bed, knotting in the sheets, nearly ripping them in the processes as Kori touches her clit.]

Faster...[Her voice is urgent, needy, coming out high and unsteady now.]

[ Kori wouldn't call the sound undignified so much as incredibly arousing, heat pooling in her own groin and making her moan lowly in response. Regardless, her focus is on Kara right now, and she pours her energy onto driving her towards her climax right now.

The request hardly needs to be said twice. Her arm wraps firmly around Kara's waist, keeping her in place, and her fingers quicken their pace as requested. Each thrust has her pushing in harder, deeper, fingering and spreading Kara as deep and wide as she can manage, while her thumb rubs in repetitive little swirls around her clit. Kisses, licks and nibbles on Kara's breasts keep getting interrupted on occasion, particularly as Kori starts panting a little harder, so incredibly aroused by what they're doing that she can feel her whole body literally heat up from her contained energy now. ]

[It doesn't take much longer. Kara can feel her whole body responding, reacting to each and every fiery touch. She throws back her head, gasping for breath, another wordless cry echoing in the little room.

And then her world comes apart.

A flood of sensation, a blast of heat and light, the sound of her own blood in her ears overwhelming her momentarily. She simply falls apart right then and there, her body bucking once, twice. Her back arches, and then she collapses, sagging against the bedding.]

...Fucking...wow...

[When her eyes do flutter open, they're clear for the first time this whole encounter, bright blue and shining with undisguised glee.]

Kori, you're amazing.

[ It's easy to recognize the pleasure overwhelming Kara, the contact between them even helping Kori feel a trace of her pleasure flowing into her own mind. She breathes in and mewls, soft and panting, and her fingers work fast, her mouth eager, not easing or slowing down at all as she guides Kara through the peak of her orgasm.

She slows down only once Kara relaxes, and each twitching of her muscles around her fingers is a sign of over-sensitivity rather than pleasure. She pushes in one last time nevertheless, fingers curling in and pulling out, dragging out some of the mess of fluids with that move.

Then, she shifts on top of Kara, waiting for their eyes to meet. Her smile is wide and bright when she knows for certain that Kara can see her. ]

So are you. Lovely and beautiful.

[ She tips her head down, pressing a soft little peck to her lips. ]

[This time Kara's eyes lock on exactly right, not sliding off to the side, her sight having returned. Blessedly so. She meets Kori's kiss with one of her own, her arms reaching up to wrap around her new lover and give her a much more confident embrace. Her heart swells at the sight of those green eyes, her return grin just as wide.]

You're one to talk.

[She shifts her weight, rolling to the side to reverse their positions, darting in for another quick kiss.]

It's your turn though. Let me show you my appreciation, now that I can see and you aren't...distracting me.

[ Kori lets out surprised little squeal as Kara flips them over, a delighted laugh leaving her as she sinks to the mattress. Her head tips up to press against that brief kiss, and folding her legs, she spreads them to both sides of Kara's hips. ]

I can still find other ways to be distracting right now.

[ She smiles almost slyly at Kara, hot hands running down her shoulders and back. ]

I am sure that you can.

[Kara meets Kori's smile with another kiss, this one longer and slower, one she's able to really pour more of her passion into. When she breaks away with a breathless laugh, she shifts herself so that her whole body is pressed against the taller Tamaranean's. One hand glides from behind her back, nails scraping the muscles there before coming to rest on her stomach., the other pushing up to let her look down into her friend's eyes more clearly.]

But I'm thinking you won't want to, soon enough.

[Another kiss follows, and then another, following the line of Kori's jaw.]

Rao, I am glad I ran into you.

[ She hums, body arching into that touch, heels pressing down onto the mattress as she invites the path of that hand. Biting on her lower lip slowly, her bright gaze watches Kara intently, absolutely delighted by that look, the words she says, the path her hands and mouth takes. ]

Actually I was the one who found you...

[ Practically a purr as she tips her head back, exposing her throat, breasts arching up into the air, closer to the other woman. ]

But I was, mm, not really running at the time.

Details...

[Kara hums the word against Kori's ear when she reaches it with her line of kisses. Gingerly she catches the lobe between her teeth, giving it a nibble as her fingertips begin traipsing down her stomach. As if realizing it for the first time, Kara stops using the other hand to hold her up and simply wills it, floating close to the taller woman. A frivolous use of her gifts maybe, but she's feeling inclined to give her partner her full attention.

Now free, the other hand comes to rest on Kori's breast, her palm rolling over the swell of it, appreciating the heft. Kara's lips release, moving lower, nose pressing to the curve of the other woman's neck, teeth nipping at that too.]

[ Kori would hardly call it frivolous, if it means she can have both of Kara's hands on her without the other woman having to worry about her own balance.

A soft, breathy moan leaves her as that hand cups her breast fully. Warm, both her hands rest on Kara's shoulders, slipping down her back and towards her rear, trying to give back in some way while still allowing herself to be the main focus of pleasure for the time being. She was aroused already before and with Kara touching and teasing her now, it becomes all the more apparent, in the way her breath picks up and hitches with sounds of pleasure, how her nipples stiffen in response to the attention, and the heat between her legs grows stronger and wetter too the more Kara teases her. ]

[Kara continues down and down, her lips brushing Kori's collarbone, then the top of her unattended breast, before they finally come to rest against the nipple. She kisses that, gently once...twice, before pulling it between her lips.

Her fingers glide lower still, slipping against the hem of Kori's underwear for only a moment before sliding beneath. She's done with being slow, now. Her fingertip rolls over the other woman's clit, then makes a circuit of her lower lips before pressing against the heated slit. She looks up for approval, putting a bit of pressure on the touch, waiting to see if Kori seems ready.]

[ She lets out an approving sound, loud, body shaking as she arches up towards the touch of Kara's lips. Her nipple is stiff against her tongue, and she's all the more eager to have Kara's hands all over the rest of her, though she does her best to hold back her impatience.

Thankfully Kara doesn't seem keen on making her wait for it, and she lets out a soft cry as fingers slip into her panties, touching her directly. She's wet already, which must be of no surprise for Kara, and her hips start rocking towards that touch eagerly, encouraging the other woman to continue. ]

[No, no she is not going to tease. Not after all the buildup. Kara's fingertip drives forward, sinking in all the way to the knuckle in a slow but steady push. The heat and pressure of Kori's body is amazing and wonderful, and she can't help but marvel at just how fantastically fortunate she is to be sharing a moment like this with her. That thought lasts only a moment, as then her finger retreats, curling ever so slightly to apply more pressure in different ways.

Her lips close back down on her lover's breast and she begins to suckle on it, her thumb seeking (perhaps a bit clumsily in her eagerness) the other woman's clit. Eventually she'll find it, the pad rolling along the sensitive bud as her finger drives back in. Then out, in, and out in a steady rhythm.]

[ Kori's hands weave into Kara's hair, encouraging her to continue rather than keeping her in place. Just something, anything at all for her to do with her hands, as the sensations Kara's causing on her threaten to overwhelm her at any moment.

The lips on her mouth continue to draw panted breaths from her, back arching as she tries to push herself closer and closer. The fingers exploring between her legs get more distinctive sounds in responsed, louder gasps and moans, knees shifting wider apart and hips tipping up. She trembles from head to toe when Kara's thumb presses over her clit, and a soft cry spills from her as that touch is coupled with the push of a finger past her opening, filling her and rubbing against her inner walls. Even a single digit is enough to offer some much wanted friction, and more wetness pools against Kara's touch, her skin warming all over. ]

Oh... Kara, more...

[More...that's not hard. Kara responds to the request eagerly, a second finger joining the first, her clumsy movements becoming less so as she realizes what does and doesn't work. The second digit curls as well, sliding along the inside of Kori, the delightful tremor that thrums through the Tamaranean's body as encouraging as the hands in her hair.

Kara picks up speed now, her fingers and thumb relentlessly moving, intent on offering the same relief she'd been given. Her whole world was subsumed once again with need, though this time the need to return the favor, to make Kori cry out, and to hear her own name bubbling out of those lips.]

[ She asks for it and it's exactly what she gets, and yet the relentless pace feels like a sudden, immediate assault on her senses, ripping a cry from the depths of her. It's not long before her whole body is trembling and arching off the mattress, toes curling and heels digging hard into the bed, legs shifting even wider apart. ]

Hah, X'Hal!

[ She's close, so close. The heat of her hands is no doubt felt more acutely now. She pulls on Kara's hair once, a little too harshly, then immediately lets go, arms stretched above her own head just as she comes, whole body trembling and muscles clenching tightly, while small bursts of green flame lick up her arms, expelled through her palms and vanishing into thin air. ]

[Kara of all people can take that, and take it unflinchingly. She continues without a hitch, easily ignoring the tug on her hair. Her fingers thrust more swiftly, the roll of her finger becomes more earnest, and she gently bites down, hoping that last little bit of stimulation will push Kori screaming over the precipice.

If it isn't...she's prepared to go all afternoon, if need be.]

[ She won't need all afternoon, that's for certain. With the eager pace, and how close she was already, it takes little effort from there to tip her over the edge. One stronger, brighter flame erupting from her palms, and she comes with a loud cry, whole body bucking and arching off the bed, pressing up towards Kara, down onto her hand, muscles clenching and fluids spilling onto those delicious fingers inside her. She rides out that pleasure for a few good seconds, encouraging Kara to keep going, until she finally collapses on the bed in a hot, panting mess. ]

TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

00. Arrival

I. SIX FLAGELLANTS

II. LIKE A FIREWORK

III. MISTLETOE

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