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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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it's the same house? huh. vax'ildan nods in acknowledgement, but he laughs off the apology. "no need. i come from my own group of..." of what? "ruffians. i learned to sleep through a lot of things."
vax reaches forward when caleb goes to reattach his necklace, taking the clasp from him and taking a gentle step into his space.
"let me."
vax leans in even closer to reach around caleb's neck, attaching the clasp carefully without pinching. when he releases him, it's slow, and he adjusts the way the amber sits on his collarbone with a gentle hand.
"i'm." where are his words. say something, vax'ildan. "i would love that. we can stay as long as long as you like. i know i'm enjoying myself."
he realizes too late that his hands are lingering on caleb's chest, and he pulls them away, quickly.
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The way his fingers remain there near his collarbone for longer than they reasonably should is hardly lost on Caleb, but his breath is caught too tightly in his chest to say anything about it. This is without a doubt the strangest first encounter he's had on the island (which is saying something), but not in a negative way. Vax'ildan has caught him off guard with his honesty, his forwardness, and his appreciation. It's odd, but not unwelcome. Caleb likes to know where he stands with people, and so far Vax has made no secret of it.
When Vax has drawn back, Caleb catches the edge of his cloak again before he can pull away too much. It's the nearest thing he can manage to reaching for his hands to bring them back, curious despite himself about where else they might linger if given permission.
"You mentioned that this belonged to a champion of the Raven Queen?" It's impossible, uttering that name, not to think about the black feather hanging around Wulf's neck. She keeps bringing us together. He doesn't know if he believes it, and coincidences are just that, but he wonders all the same.
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"to me, yeah. i'm her champion." it's a quiet confession, not meant to sound like bragging or trying to claim his superiority. he's only as good as others think he is, and besides, this isn't something to brag about. it was hard to get, and he paid the price of vex's life for it. "it was hard earned," is all he says, but he's changing the subject as quickly as it had come up.
he sweeps the cloak around caleb's shoulder, too, hoping the gesture might draw him in even closer.
"are you familiar with the matron of ravens?"
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Just as Caleb releases the corner he's taken hold of, Vax sweeps the dark fabric around him, giving him implicit permission to move into his space. After a moment to consider--a moment that he hardly needs; he's already made a choice--he shifts several inches closer, enough that their shoulders and knees brush beneath the cloak.
"I know of her in a historical and cultural sense, but I would not call myself familiar," he explains. "I was close with someone who is a devout follower."
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“she’s a bitch,” he mutters with a hint of amusement in his voice, drawing ever closer and closer to caleb. “you’re better off.” and that’s all he needs to lean down and catch caleb’s lips in a soft kiss.
soft is a good word for it. vax’ildan doesn’t want to rush things, he wants to taste caleb, that hint of smoke on his tongue and that hammering heart that he isn’t sure is his or caleb’s. he tastes of something else unique, something that vax has loved about kissing humans: they’re all different, like a fingerprint, leaving their marks over the ones they touch. vax supposes he’s next.
tongue peeks through lips to tease, brushing gently over caleb’s, and that’s where he parts. one hand trails from caleb’s waist to his neck, cradling.
“sorry. i couldn’t stop myself anymore.” that smile on his face tells that he’s not sorry at all.
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A sound catches at the back of his throat with the barest brush of Vax's tongue, something between a sigh and a whimper. Caleb's hands find their way to the half-elf's waist, clutching him close for lack of anything else to hold onto--and he must have something, or else he feels he might stumble back, dizzy. The hand on his neck becomes an achor point, too, when they finally part. The kiss hadn't lasted long, but it feels significant. This isn't...Caleb doesn't do this, even here, where it's literally the point. But he's been swept up in Vax's presence, the mystery of him, his intriguing outlook, his charm and his genuine, open interest. Their strange connection. If Caleb is going to sleep with someone he's just met for the first time in his life, Vax'ildan sets a high standard.
The wizard huffs a soft, warm laugh, through which his nerves are probably apparent. "I was expecting that," he murmurs with a smile far more bashful than Vax's, but not hesitant or uncertain. "I...don't do this often," he admits, the words somehow softened by the lilt of his Zemnian accent. It's true; despite being on the island more than two months now, he's had only a few sexual experiences. And before that--well, the latter half of his life is hardly worth mentioning in that regard. "But I am interested in you, Vax'ildan."
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vax feels a blush creeping onto his own cheeks, just at the warm comfort that being near caleb brings, just at observing how beautiful he is. he's so smart, vax can tell, and shy, and worth so much more than he thinks. vax has seen what he can do just with a few gemstones and magic hands, he can only imagine what he must have been like in exandria with the world of spells at his disposal. a powerful force, no doubt. a beautiful force.
that same feeling he's only felt around a certain marquesian sorcerer bubbles in his stomach, so vax pushes it down by reaching a hand to cup caleb's cheek for a second time. thumb strokes cheekbone, touches over the array of freckles that dot his skin. it comes to rest on caleb's lip, brushing it down, sweeping side to side. "it's alright. you don't have to explain. i'm not asking, but i'll listen if you want to tell."
he keeps caleb close so he can kiss him again, again, peppering them to his lips until he has to deepen it. he's given himself a taste, and now he wants more. the rough scratch of caleb's beard on his palm only urges him on, to kiss him deeper and pull him closer.
"caleb," he murmurs, breathless, "is there somewhere more private we can go...?"
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(And he is going to try, steadfastly, to ignore the voice in the back of his mind saying of course, that's the only way anyone would want you. Somehow, it isn't true. It's been proven wrong before.)
Pausing to talk again is slightly surreal, and it takes Caleb a moment to collect himself. "I share a room here," he explains a little self-consciously. And even if he didn't, there's nothing private about that house anyway. He's also never brought someone home before, with all the implications thereof, and he has no idea about the proper protocols or procedures for it. Could he leave a scarf tied to the doorknob to warn Essek away? Would that work? Essek tends to be awake during nighttime hours to avoid the sun, but he can't very well keep him out of their room the entire time. Yet he also wouldn't want to ask Vax'ildan to go.
Scheisse, this is complicated. Which is probably at least part of the reason he's never done it. "I...don't think that is ideal. But I could make this place more comfortable and more private for us." The tent is sturdy enough, and with his magical dome around it, he can both control the temperature and obscure them completely. It's better than being overheard by everyone in the house.
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"you brilliant creature, you," vax says with enthusiasm, grinning against caleb's neck. "so bloody smart. do your thing. don't let me get in your way."
a hungry lovebite to the skin he finds at his neck and then vax is stepping back, sliding back into the tent he's found for himself. he wants to watch caleb cast, to see him in his element. it's attractive, caleb is attractive.
he can see there's something behind those blue eyes. something sad, something tragic. vax can relate. he knows what that's like, to have lost everything. to live with that tragedy behind his eyes forever, just like caleb. they're very alike in a lot of ways, a fact that isn't lost on him. maybe one day vax'ildan can hear about it, maybe they can trade shitty stories. maybe.
"hurry, please. i'll get cold without you here."
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With a mark from Vax's mouth still stinging on his throat, it doesn't take long for Caleb to rejoin him. He slips into the tent too, finding it as well-appointed as he'd expected. He had stayed in a similar one on his first night on the island--alone, unfortunately--and it had been stocked the same way, probably by the robots in anticipation of new arrivals. A bedroll wide enough for two, pillows, and a kit containing basic hygiene supplies and necessities for sex. The Nameless Island essentials.
Caleb settles close beside Vax, bumping shoulders. "Warmer now, ja?" He sounds a little proud, perhaps even a little overtly flirtatious. "You cannot tell from inside, but anyone walking down the beach tonight will see only a dome the color of sand."
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“you’re incredible,” vax purrs, leaning in to kiss caleb once again. the warmth affects him almost immediately, his cheeks heating up and legs already beginning to tangle with caleb’s. the positioning quickly starts to be not enough for him, and so he switches their positions. vax’s heart hammers in his chest as he moves to crawl over caleb, slotting a knee between his thighs. kisses trail along his neck, his collarbone, and start tugging at the collar of his shirt.
“i want to taste you. may i?”
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Caleb is startled by his own need, how badly he wants Vax against him, with him. There's a hitch of his breath and a soft gasp for the way that knee nudges between his thighs, a reedy moan as Vax explores his neck with his mouth. The touch of his lips leaves his skin sensitive and tingling, and a flush spreads from his face down.
"Please." It's just above a whisper. The tunic he's wearing is asymmetrical, with clasps down the front to open it--easy enough to figure out, he hopes, because he doesn't want to move his hands from where they've come to rest against Vax's hips, keeping him close. This is thrilling. Vax is a beautiful puzzle, so of course Caleb simply can't resist.
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as much as he can't wait to explore this wizard and get him inside, he knows that he can't rush into it like he might have once upon a time with shaun. this wizard needs time, he needs care. those excited hands get trousers open, as they planned, but he doesn't push them inside just yet, instead opting to slip just underneath the waistband to hold the bare skin of his hips.
bites, hot and hungry and yes, excited, lead down to caleb's nipple, which he sucks between teeth and rolls with his tongue. his eyes flick up to caleb, searching for a response, making sure it's okay.
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As overwhelming as it is, it's also incredible. Caleb can't focus on anything but Vax'ildan. Between strong, slender fingers sliding beneath his waistband, bright eyes focused up at him, and the spark of pleasure-pain as his teeth and tongue play over his nipple, it is probably fairly obvious by now that his cock is stiffening quickly, a clear indicator that they're on the right path.
But he reaches out, too, one hand leaving Vax's hip to brush strands of long, dark hair tenderly back from his face. His fingers slide deeper into Vax's hair, thumb tracing the line of a sharp cheekbone. "Go on," he urges. "But I want to see you, too."
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vax is pulled out of that tunnel vision when caleb asks to see him too, and vax typically has reservations about this kind of thing. when he has sex, his lover comes first; he isn't much for his own pleasure. but caleb wants it, so... vax sits up on his knees, and peels his shirt over his head to expose a lean, toned body, muscled without excess. he's thin, but his years of adventuring show on his skin with various scars and scrapes. vax allows a moment for caleb to take him in, but he doesn't want to be away from him for long.
one hand presses to caleb's arousal through his clothes, and his mouth, eager and hungry, returns to trail down caleb's stomach, now. he drags teeth over abdomen, then to hips, where he sets to work creating a mark in his skin.
happy with his work, vax helps caleb out of his trousers, all the while letting dark brown eyes glance up to blue, checking for permission, making sure he's alright. vax tosses his hair to fall to one side of his face, then settles between caleb's thighs once they're bare. his cheek presses against caleb's arousal, lips leaving hot breath and wet kisses to the skin of his hips.
"may i?"
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Thankfully Vax'ildan doesn't let him dwell on this line of thinking for long. A warm hand closes over his cock, and even through layers of fabric it's enough to make Caleb swear softly. He bites a Zemnian curse out under his breath as his mind goes blank for a blessed few seconds, registering only pleasure and anticipation and attraction. Heat is spreading quickly through his body, blooming fastest in the places that Vax deigns to touch, especially with his mouth. Marks rise easily on Caleb's skin. Anywhere Vax has a mind to put one will show nicely, and Caleb gives particularly encouraging gasps at the application of teeth.
It's a matter of just a little coordinated shifting and tugging to remove his trousers. Despite the lack of a verbal exchange, the process is smooth and swift, probably because Vax is so attentive. For Caleb, taking his eyes off his face is nearly impossible, enraptured as he is by each questioning glance, the toss of his hair, the way his mouth trails over his skin. And the rush of sensation, bright and focused, just from the brush of his cheek. He can't answer fast enough.
"Yes," he says, voice tight. "I--yes." No one has done that for him yet, not here, so not--
Suffice to say, it's been a long time.
Caleb rests a hand against Vax's shoulder, close enough for his fingers to trace the line of his shoulder blade almost reverently. He wants to spend time exploring all the lines of Vax'ildan's body, memorizing them, burning them into his mind. An inky strand of hair slithers its way forward past where he has spread his fingers, and without even thinking about it Caleb guides it back into place.
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there's a hand on his back, along his shoulder blade, and it causes a glance up, along the plane of caleb's stomach to his eyes. it's a short lived glance, but it's there nonetheless, reassuring vax'ildan that caleb is fine. those red cheeks and stuttered breaths tell him he's more than fine, so he closes his eyes and sets to work.
one thin hand takes caleb by the tip of his cock, holding it to his stomach to keep it out of the way. the touch isn't meant to arouse, but if it does, well. so be it. vax's mouth is the real star of this show, tonguing his way down caleb's hips to his balls. he noses just behind them and lays soft kisses there, just as he begins to work little circles with his fingers against caleb's tip.
the kisses behind his balls move up, tongue leaving a hot trail in his wake, until he's turned his head sideways to run his tongue along the underside of his new lover's arousal. at the tip, he frees him, then swipes his tongue over his slit to swallow the bead of precum he's drawn. already, his lips are a little swollen and reddening, shiny with spit, and he's not even gotten started.
his fingers don't let up their gentle, but consistent pace, tiny circles massaging just under his tip where he's sure he's the most sensitive. vax'ildan's mouth moves back to his base, tonguing the skin he finds there to match his fingers' light and relentless motions.
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It feels almost unbelievably good, and the way Vax looks doing it has Caleb's teeth scraping across his lower lip to stifle an open moan. He scrambles for something to grab onto. His left hand finds Vax's shoulder again and the right finds a pillow. Good, good--he can drag that behind him, because he won't be able to support himself at this rate, but he wants to keep watching Vax and his pretty brown eyes and slick red lips.
Caleb's hips twitch up involuntarily more than once with Vax's clever fingers playing over that sensitive spot just under the head of his cock. They've barely started, but Caleb is already wrecked, all flushed skin and flexing fingers and blue eyes gone dark with arousal. He can't help the soft noises he makes, grunts and gasps with practically every flick of that tongue against his base.
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until he looks up at caleb to see him biting that lip, stifling a moan, and now it isn't. now he wants to hear everything caleb has to give him, and he reaches up with his free hand to run curious fingers along his lips. he whispers against his cock, "make noise. i want to hear it. i want to know how good it feels."
vax'ildan changes his actions now, dedicating himself even more to his work. the hand that was working small circles gives him a few strokes to warm him up, and then vax's lips are wrapped around his tip, sucking softly. a glance to check on his lover, and then vax is dipping down on him, taking his length between his lips deeper, deeper. vax is about halfway down when he stops, then slides back off again. he sets a pace, consistent and slow, hopefully enough to drive caleb mad.
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His whimpers and stuttered moans are Vax's reward. He's incredibly responsive, driven wild by even the smallest movements or touches. Caleb's hand moves to clutch closer to his neck, fingers digging into the meat of his shoulder. The other rests against his own thigh, curling and uncurling restlessly. Heat suffuses his body, climbing sharp and steady with the skillful application of Vax's lips and tongue. His balls feel tight already, and it's painfully obvious to him that he won't last long.
"Vax, Vax'ildan," he gasps. Thoroughly distracted by his building pleasure, he hardly knows what to say. Should he apologize? Beg him to keep going? "You are--this is--" Even his voice sounds strained, unsteady, and he doesn't finish that thought. He probably doesn't have to. The signs are glaringly obvious that if they continue at this rate, Caleb is going to come in his mouth very shortly.
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vax'ildan keeps up his work, his grip and his wet mouth working caleb nearly to his climax. when vax feels as though he's at his closest edge, he releases him abruptly, dropping him out of his mouth and releasing his hand. he gasps for air as his mouth is freed, his jaw still slack and lips swollen red. eyes stay trained on caleb, all while vax presses affectionate kisses to his thighs and his hips.
"not yet," he whispers, "i want to ride you, if you'll have me."
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But Vax's offer has him drawing in a sharp breath a moment later, as pleasantly startled as he had been when he first lowered his mouth to his cock.
"If you--ja, gladly, if that is what you want," he stammers out, probably coming off as a little too eager. How could he possibly refuse an offer like that, especially when he's already been brought to the edge once and he's so hard it aches? He forces himself to try and breathe deep and even, thinking about this for Vax's sake as well. "But I--I am sorry if I prove to be...disappointing. You are so incredible, Vax'ildan, and I have not done anything so intense in a very long while." Both an apology and a confession, brows knit up in concern.
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the apology hits his heart. caleb has nothing to apologize for. it's been a while for vax'ildan, too, but he senses caleb might be more sensitive than he's letting on.
"don't apologize," he whispers, shifting to perch himself on caleb's hips. he intentionally positions his ass over caleb's cock, slowly rolling down against it to tease further. he gathers his dark hair and uses caleb's tie to bind it back into a long ponytail, then rests both palms on his chest.
something about caleb has him so enamored, so taken. the way his apology sounded was like he's used to having to explain himself, and he doesn't need that from him. he doesn't care if he's a quick shot (vax plans on mitigating that anyway), but he does care if it's enjoyable. isn't that what this is about, anyway?
"i think you're doing great."
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Vax'ildan looks gorgeous and confident perched there over him. Caleb watches the slow roll of his hips, how the movement flows through his toned body, feels the weight of the hands on his chest pressing him down. He feels, deliciously, like he's entirely at Vax'ildan's mercy, and that thought by itself goes straight to his cock.
"I am just a little nervous," he admits breathlessly. "I want to be inside you very badly, but I want to be sure it is good for you also."
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"then let me show you?" he offers, but he doesn't wait for an answer. vax takes caleb's hand and guides it to his own lips, where he kisses caleb's fingertips, slightly dirty from spell component usage. vax kisses them, then takes one into his mouth, followed by a second. for a few moments, he mimics his earlier motions on his lover's cock, sliding up and down, working his tongue against them, just to pop them free with a thin strand of saliva connecting them. next, he guides caleb's hand behind himself, to his hole, where he starts caleb on a slow massaging pattern.
he's sure he's given caleb all the hints he needs, so he removes his hands and places them on caleb's chest once again, lowering himself down to give caleb a better angle, and to kiss him with a hand on his cheek. the kiss, this time, while affectionate and warm, is playful, with a dip of his tongue and peppered kisses in between deeper ones.
"you can touch me anywhere you want."
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