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TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU
| 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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At her stammered question, he goes even redder, but manages a quick "Yes!" before lapsing into silence a moment, mouth working.
"We don't have to rush," he says, pressing stubbornly ahead despite his nerves. "But I want to see all of you. And I want you to see all of me."
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His immediate yes, followed by that nervous addition made her giggle softly letting out some of her own nerves. "It's okay Jaune I understand. I want to see all of you too."
She decides to strip first since she had quite a bit to remove. Pyrrha moved from straddling Jaune's lap to sitting on it from the side allowing her to strip off everything more easily. She began stripping; her gloves, her boots, her skirt and finally with a deep blush she finally stripped off her panties. Everything was thrown into a pile next to the bed. Completely bare for him now, after a moment of hesitation she turned towards him so he could drink it in.
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As she shifts, he lets out a long, slow sigh, looking over her body reverently. There's heat behind the gaze, but he's not just staring at her breasts or between her legs - he drinks her in, a careful inch at a time, admiring the pale skin, the strong lines of her muscles beneath, the gentleness of her curves.
"You are... so, so beautiful," he murmurs, hands reaching out to rest on her knees, palms sliding slowly up her thighs. "My turn, now," he says, a nervous tremor of a smile appearing briefly on his lips. gently, he pushes her back, biting his lip and shivering at that sensation, until she's kneeling, her body still bracketing his, but allowing him a little freedom of motion.
His shirt and shoes are long gone - forgotten beside his tent down the beach - and there's a prickle of gooseflesh across his bare chest now, though he isn't cold. Slowly, his hands move up to unfasten the buckle of his jeans, to untie the sash his sheath hangs on, slowly unzipping. Beneath, he's wearing compression shorts, which leave very little to the imagination.
Still, with Pyrrha leaning over him like this, gorgeous and bare, he can't actually take anything all the way off.
"Little help?" he asks, faintly, voice very dry. Whether she moves or takes matters into her own hands is up to her interpretation.
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Her eyes draw behind her as he unfastens his pants and she sees his bulge in even greater detail. It brings a flush to her face.
His request has her looking back at him again. Pyrrha pauses for a few moments, biting her lip hard before smiling with a bit of mischief. "I think I can do that."
Without another word she stands up only to turn around, her knees rested on either side of Jaune's face as she rested with her body just above his face, giving Jaune quite the view and letting him see she was already a little wet from what they were just doing.
Then came the moment of truth. She grabbed those shorts and pushed them down as far as she could from her position. Which left her staring directly down at his cock. Now her face was beet red all over again as she looked at it, her hot breath tickling over it as she tried to decide what to do now that she was here.
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It takes her a few moments to collect herself against the feelings of Jaune's tongue. When she does she dips her head down. She really has no clue what to do to please a guy, she at least had some ideal what to do for other women, so she was just going to have to experiment.
Tentatively she presses a kiss onto Jaune's shaft. Listening for a reaction she did it again, and then followed it up with a lick up the length of the shaft. She was out of her depth, but she'd figure this out.
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The lick makes him tremble all over, and he responds eagerly, avidly, tongue flicking twice across her clit in quick succession.
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Pyrrha was trying not to be pushy, even though she knew Jaune could take it she didn't want to come off as aggressive. However with his tongue attacking her clit she couldn't help but press herself down on his face, her body seeking more.
At the same time she wanted to do more for Jaune. So doing her best to think back to what little she knew she gripped the shaft of Jaune's cock and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, suckling firmly. She wasn't sure if she could do what she'd seen and take the whole thing. Seeing it in front of her kind of made her want to try eventually though.
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