TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

[erkumods]

TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

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. STARGAZER On the first night that new arrivals wash ashore, the moon rises. It's full and beautiful and surrounded by stars. The robots quickly bring old, dusty telescopes out of storage and line them up on the beach to help people get a truly spectacular view. "Look to the heavens! Behold, the chicken, the cat, the owl, the donkey!" It's... the cock, the pussy, the hooters, and the ass. For the rest of the night, characters will become fixated on the specific asset associated with the constellation they've gotten an eyeful of. Whether this leads to some body worship or just casual appreciation is up to you. You can learn about the stars and constellations later this month in some of the rare, non-pornographic books in the library. (More info will go up soon, so please be patient!) ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION An ancient courting ritual has been announced! It involves the give-and-take of candy hearts with slogans printed on them. Of course, since these hearts are being manufactured by robots, their sense of taste is a little... off? Or perhaps off-putting? "You'll do." "5/10." "Acceptable." "Sloppy Seconds." Receiving a negative heart makes one feel insecure, jealous, and submissive. "Be mine." "Nicest ass." "Swell bulge." "They're good lays, Bront." Receiving a positive heart will make one feel confident, boastful, and dominant. Your friendly neighborhood 'bots will give them out to anyone who asks - and maybe even those who don't. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Eat Or Dare The robots have set up a stall by the beach with a banner that reads: Eat Or Dare. They have procured bigger candy hearts than ever before -- fist-sized and larger -- with actions written on them instead of derogatory slogans. "Take a dive." "Lick me." "Get handsy." The name of the game is to follow the instructions or forfeit the challenge by making the evidence disappear into your mouth. Delicious! Those who eat the candy hearts will feel themselves getting giddy and unreasonably invested in the love affairs of others. They will feel compelled to play matchmaker to spread the cheer. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[character_arc]

"That's what I mean. I, uh... it wasn't really a priority for me. And then after I looked through that telescope, it's all I can think about."

He shivers all over at her touch, a sigh escaping him, and leans in, kissing her with an assertiveness that belies his nerves. The kiss is brief, soft, unpracticed, but it isn't hesitant, expressing the current of want under the surface more eloquently than his words have been able to.

[wanderstars]

The telescope? That must have something to do with it, then. The robots do seem very keen on convincing them all to look through them.

Anyway, her thoughts are interrupted when suddenly he leans in and kisses her, drawing a soft sound from her. He was so hesitant and flustered before that he manages to surprise her, but she's quick to chuckle after, immediately leaning in to kiss him herself, bolder and more lingering this time, her hand cupping his jaw.

[character_arc]

Jaune leans into the touch, the contact, letting Kori take the lead and echoing her kiss, as best he can - he's inexperienced, but a determined student, and he's always been bolder with action than words. Her touch, her self-assurance, are intoxicating, and before long one of his hands finds its way to her side, to anchor and steady him. He won't stop the kiss until she does, or until he's so thoroughly breathless as to have no option.

[wanderstars]

Kori doesn't get breathless nearly as quickly as humans do, so she won't be the one to break the kiss. Instead she presses a little harder against his lips, parts her own to lap up at his mouth, and lets out a delighted little hum when his hand rests on her side. The touch is more than enough to encourage her to arch closer to him, her own hand sliding down his jaw and neck, resting over his chest.

When he pulls back, so does she, feeling how breathless he is and giving him just enough room to recover. She smiles at him, hand petting across a pectoral, then slipping lower to his stomach and waist. "Are you alright?"

[character_arc]

"More than all right," he says, panting. "Just... a little overwhelmed? In a good way." He glances down at the fingers on his waistband, swallows, looks back up. Slowly, he lets his hand slide up and inward, cupping her chest gently.

"We can keep going just as long as you want," he promises. "I want this. I'm just... still pretty new to it."

[wanderstars]

Her lips part in a soft little sigh when his hand moves up to cup her breast, and her back promptly arches to further invite that touch. Her hand doesn't move too much yet, simply shifting lower to rest on his hipbone, thumb seeking the hem of his shirt, trying to slip underneath.

"That's alright. Lack of experience doesn't mean lack of skill," she assures him. If nothing else she can always direct him when necessary. "And I would like to keep going, too."

[character_arc]

"Good," he breathes. Her hand can easily slip up under his shirt, and he shivers, despite the warmth of the night. His fingers caress, exploring gently through her top, then squeezing, lightly, watching her reactions carefully to see what's pleasant and what simply tolerable. Left to his own devices, he'd explore slowly, methodically - learning each step before proceeding to the next. But he can follow a cue - if she moves faster, he'll catch up quickly.

[wanderstars]

Her top doesn't offer much hindrance in any case; with a nice cleavage and a short cut on her torso, he can easily slip his hand under the fabric either from the top or the bottom, and beneath she's wearing only a thin lacy bralette that won't offer any resistance whatsoever.

In the meantime, she's curiously touching more of his skin, her fingers warm as they trace up his side, across his abdomen, as much as she can reach. She shifts closer and folds her leg so she can rest her knee lightly over his lap, not quite straddling him but evidently eager to have less of a distance between them.

[character_arc]

The warmth of her fingers, her careful uninhibited curiosity, makes his eyes drift shut, focusing on the sensation, breathing coming shallowly, skin prickling with goosebumps. He's all lean muscle, more or less, travel and combat keeping him in peak shape.

His hand slips under her bralet, fingers pressing lightly, spread, his palm coming to rest over the center of her chest at first, before he draws back, letting his fingertips rub and tease across her nipple. The hand on her side curves as if to hold her close, encouraging her to close more of the space between them, and when his eyes open again, there's more heat in his gaze, eagerness and lust rising through him like a fever or a blush.

"I want to see you," he says. "All of you."

[wanderstars]

He is likely to find plenty of toned muscle on her own body, though the flesh of her breast against his palm is warm and full, soft in a way that invites touch all the more. The kiss breaks with a gasp when fingers tease across her nipple, so easily hardened by a single touch.

"Of course," she smiles at him, crawling onto his lap and straddling him, before she remembers. "Here? There are some tents on the beach..."

She honestly doesn't care, she has absolutely no shame and no qualms about having sex in public. But she finds that most humans are more reserved than that, so she offers that suggestion for his sake.

[character_arc]

"My tent is just back there," he says, letting his hand slip off of her long enough to point. it's not twenty feet away. "But... it'd be harder to see you, in there. Maybe on the grass, next to the tent?" It would shelter them from one direction, at least. He bites his lip, unsure, and lets his hand slide back up, two fingers closing around her nipple, coaxing and teasing with firm deliberation this time.

"Wherever you want," he says, honestly. It's not important any more. What's important is learning her body, praising it, enjoying it together. It's so hard to think about anything else.

[wanderstars]

Kori glanced over, nodding at his suggestion. "That sounds wonderful," she agreed with a smile. Admittedly, his fingers teasing her nipple made it really difficult for her to want to move, but eventually she held his wrist to move his hand away, then rose to her feet, helping him up next.

She wasn't exactly impatient right now, but she was certainly aroused and eager to continue, so she didn't want to waste time. As soon as he was up, she'd lead them towards the tent he pointed out, testing the soft patch of grass with the sole of her feet, and then promptly beginning by removing her top.

[character_arc]

He'd asked to see all of her, and Jaune doesn't intend to miss a moment, if he can help it. By the time they've reached the cool spot of grass in the shade of his tent, he's shucked his shirt over his head, revealing a travel-leaned and toned physique, and he only makes it as far as kicking off his shoes and unfastening his jeans before Kori's top is off, and he's stepping in again eagerly to kiss her, to run his hands down her sides from the curve of her breasts to that of her hips, staring at her in breathless eagerness.

[wanderstars]

She very much likes what she's seeing of him now, her eyes bright and smile wide as his shirt vanishes. Her hands quickly go to his torso, sliding up to his shoulders, and she tilts her head in for a deep kiss all too eagerly. His touch is actively encouraged, a muffled sigh spilled into the kiss, while her back arches and her hips tilt back as his hands move lower, just as excited by the thought of having his hands all over her.

Her hands also move down to help a little with that, swiftly unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the grass so she's down to her underwear, and next her hands go to his trousers to do the same for him.

[character_arc]

Her skirt drops away, and his hands slide back under the band of her underwear, while his pants tumble to puddle around his ankles, revealing a pair of compression shorts beneath which leave very little to the imagination. His hands curl and pull her close, bumping her chest against his, and the kiss, clumsy but avid, grows fiercer.

It's very, very easy, like this, his hands cupping her ass, to slip upward and grip the waistline, stripping the underwear down before letting go and gripping her ass once again.

[wanderstars]

She wouldn't have waited long to satisfy her imagination in any case, but she certainly appreciates how the last item of clothing shapes itself to him. She has little time to appreciate it before he's pressing closer to her, and she sucks in a breath when he gropes her ass, turning into a shivered gasp as both his hands slip past her panties so he's directly fondling her backside.

She lets out a muttered breath with his name, then kisses him again, hips shifting so she pushes her rear against his hands encouragingly. One of her hands curl on his nape, while the other slips down his toned torso, until she reaches down between his legs and cups the growing bulge there.

[character_arc]

Jaune groans, every muscle freezing up a moment at the sensation as his mind goes blank. This has happened to him exactly once before, and the newness of it all is still powerful.

"Please," he says, voice ragged, and steps back just enough to look at her, head to to, exposed as she is now.

[wanderstars]

Her hand doesn't quite stop touching him, even as he steps back. She wets her lips and watches him, feels the weight and heat of his gaze, and her hand squeezes him a little tighter before easing her hold once more.

"What?" She asks, and waits, enjoying the sight of him just as much. "Whatever it is you want... just ask me?"

[character_arc]

"More," he says, simply, the request coming out almost hoarse. "Touch me, strip me, just... don't hold back."

[wanderstars]

She smiles at his request. Vague and simple though it is, it's one she can easily satisfy, and her hands move to the waistband of his underwear instead, guiding them down as she moves to kneel in front of him. Her eyes flicker to meet his for a moment, then she leans in to brush her cheek against his erection, tongue dragging around the base, teasing at the hard flesh.