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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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caleb issues praise and vax's heart nearly stops in his chest. that bubbling warmth in his hips broils and bubbles at the encouragement, forcing a persistent dribble of precome to escape his tip. it would have leaked further if caleb weren't touching him so insistently, giving him more lubricant to keep that hand in motion. caleb's words make vax drop from the kiss, lowering his forehead to caleb's shoulder instead to take what he's giving.
when he's sure he might resort to begging for caleb's cock, the wizard points out lube, so vax'ildan swings one hand over caleb's shoulder to retrieve the oil. vial in hand, vax gives caleb one more kiss, that same intimately hungry kiss he's been sharing, then rocks his weight back so he can raise to his knees.
"sit back, caleb," comes vax's own encouragement, pressing one hand to his chest to keep him in place. "i'll take care of you."
oil is drizzled into his palm, and then vax catches caleb's cock in both of his hands, using his thumbs to massage the underside while he gives gentle strokes. he's mindful of how dangerously close caleb had been to coming down his throat, so he doesn't give him too much just yet. just enough. just. enough.
when he's satisfied with his lube job, vax is back up again, straddling caleb's hips. with a reassuring smile, and a hand on caleb's chest once more as if to anchor, vax slowly lowers himself down. the tip of his cock his still warm and now wet, and vax's jaw goes slack as he moans, long and drawn out, sustaining through himself sinking further still. the stretch would burn if it didn't feel so nice, filling him so nicely in places he hasn't felt in what must be years.
"caleb," comes his breathy gasp, his head tilting back while his hips finally still once he's entirely seated on the wizard's length. raven hair, still gathered in its ponytail, tumbles down his back while he gives quiet gasps and pants, hissing through teeth and trying to adjust to the new size.
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And that's to say nothing of how it feels to be enveloped in him. Feeling him around his fingers had been nothing in comparison. Vax's ass is warm, freshly slick, and vicelike, and in the moment Caleb would swear that he has never felt anything so good around his dick. His restless hands find desperate purchase at the crux of Vax's hips and thighs, and Caleb outright whimpers at the sound of his own name. His gaze roves shamelessly over Vax, from his expression to the way his dark hair looks against his skin to the way precome starts to well again at the tip of his cock.
With Vax settled on his hips, his length pressed all the way to the root inside him, Caleb can feel every twitch of his body, every clench of muscles around him as he adjusts. The sheer intimacy of it is staggering.
"Oh," he manages to breathe. Caleb's voice sounds raw, cracked open, even to his own ears. "The way you feel, Vax'ildan..." Desperately sincere blue eyes search Vax's face and long red hair spreads across the pillow under him. "Slowly, please," he begs, "otherwise I will not last." In all honesty he probably won't anyway, even if they do take their time. The intensity of it all is overwhelming, especially when he'd already been so close to coming in Vax's mouth.
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strong thighs straddle caleb's hips, holding them close together to keep caleb still while vax attempts to move. it gets easier with each roll to follow that instinct, to chase the sweet burn, and the pain begins to ebb into a deeper pleasure than he's felt thus far.
"oh, caleb..." falls the next sweet nothing, caleb's name being the only real thing he could muster to say. his thoughts are wiped blank the moment he has them, erased by the pleasure that teases and taunts him like this. caleb's cock feels huge inside of him, and vax decides he wants more of it. now. immediately.
so the anchor on caleb's chest will stay there for a little longer, while vax'ildan shifts his weight from his hips, rolling slowly, to his thighs, where he lifts himself up and drops back down with an agonizingly slow tease. he knows if he moves too fast, it'll spell the end, and vax'ildan wants this to last as long as he can. caleb is trusting him, and vax will be damned if he's going to ruin that trust. he's done that enough in his life, and this is a better place to start than any with keeping his friends close.
"you feel huge," he says, breathy and with a soft laugh, "and i want more of you. i want you closer." i feel like i can't get you close enough.
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His eyes flutter closed and then open again, and Vax can no doubt feel the rise and fall of his chest beneath his hand as he takes gasping, panting breaths when the half-elf begins to move. The roll of his hips is so paced and deliberate that Caleb feels restless, pleasure wrung from him gradually, almost agonizingly slow as Vax fucks himself on his cock. He loves being ridden, being held down and made to take what he's given, but he wants Vax nearer, in his arms, wants to hold onto him and keep him.
He has no idea what to do with that comment at all--other than deny it, because he's well aware that for a human, he's average at best--so instead he takes it in stride with a shaky exhale, almost a laugh to mirror Vax's. His heart aches in a way that's pleasant, for once, as his longing to be closer is apparently mirrored in Vax'ildan, and therefore allowed, perhaps even easily achieved.
"May I...will you let me sit up? I want to hold you."
There's something delicate in the way he asks, like he's steeling himself to be turned down, even if Vax had just expressed a similar desire.
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who would vax be if he said no to that?
he laughs, breathy and genuine, a little surprised at such an intimate need. not that he didn't feel the same, but... caleb is asking, and it's touching. it means a lot.
"yeah," he says, still grinning, "yeah."
vax carefully slides up and off (nnh, oh--), then adjusts his position so he can pull caleb up. a surge of affection courses through him, and vax'ildan leans in to caleb, catching him in a deep kiss that bleeds adoration from his lips.
"don't let go," he requests in return, whispering into his mouth, before he's climbing into caleb's lap and sinking back down on his length, slowly, slowly.
oh, fuck. this position seems to change everything about their coupling. the position hits vax so much deeper, pressing intently against his prostate, all while caleb's chest is flush with his own. his cheek rests against vax's collarbone, rough with his beard on vax's skin, and his breath is gone from him again.
vax starts to move carefully, though the position makes it difficult to lift too far from his hips. it's alright-- he likes it deeper, anyway. shallow little bounces are all vax can manage, but it's more than enough, dropping his jaw and creating stuttered moans that fall from his mouth like water.
"yes, caleb, yes..."
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The slow slide back in is just as good a second time--better even, now that Vax is so close their skin brushes everywhere. His arms wrap around his waist, keeping him close, and his beard brushes over smooth skin as he leans in to press affectionate kisses along the elegant curve of Vax'ildan's throat, groaning softly as he begins to ride him in earnest.
It's so good like this. His cock barely leaves the heat of Vax's ass, burying deep inside him every time he rocks down. Vax's moans are encouraging, and he has to stop peppering kisses over his skin to lean back and look up at him. With an arm curled around him, Caleb raises his other hand to his face, cradling his cheek in a gentle palm before sliding fingers back into his hair. There had been a strong connection before, but this is even more intimate. He can feel Vax's cock brushing his stomach as he rocks in his lap, the slick head leaving trails over his skin. He can look into his eyes from a mere few inches away. He can lean up and kiss him with very little effort--which is precisely what he does, fingers tightening reflexively in his hair as he parts his lips to slide his tongue over Vax's.
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the ice blue shocks his system for a moment, enough to pull him out of his chase and make his focus shift. caleb stares up at him like vax hung the moon and the stars in the sky, so intently and so caring that leaning in to meet him halfway into the kiss feels only natural. vax doesn't stop rocking against caleb, repetitive little thrusts that keep him moaning into caleb's mouth. the kiss, though, shifts his attention away from himself, a feat that he hadn't yet experienced. shaun was always intent on keeping the focus on vax, while keyleth didn't know how to distract him from his own pleasure. caleb, though, sends fire through his nerves, and makes vax keenly aware of every part of caleb's body.
those freckles, in particular, draw his attention when they part. they dot his cheeks like stars, and vax cups his face, running his thumb over a starry cheekbone. against his cock, caleb's stomach goes soft and taut with every roll, until it tightens entirely, and vax realizes that he might have driven caleb too close to an edge.
so he stops, his eyes lingering on those blues, his hands holding the stars in his fingers with care. his hips come to an abrupt stop, seating himself fully and keeping caleb in kissing distance.
"not yet."
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He thinks of warning Vax, but it's all he can do to moan softly, looking up at his face, holding him, being held, and the feeling is rising so quickly he feels like the crest is already right there, if Vax just keeps moving--
Except he doesn't. Vax'ildan sinks down onto him all the way to the root (so good) and stops. The tension in the pause is palpable. Caleb groans, fighting hard to hold back even as Vax denies him release for the second time tonight. He wants to last for Vax's sake, but that doesn't make the experience any less jarring. The peak he'd been just on the verge of has him tense all over, balls drawn up tight, but Vax's stillness ensures that there isn't enough stimulation to bring him over. Caleb's jaw drops and his eyes flicker closed. His chest heaves.
"Scheisse, scheisse," he finds himself whimpering, clinging tight to Vax. He isn't quite coherent enough to realize he's just spoken in Zemnian. "Please, Vax'ildan. Bitte."
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with his handfuls of stars, vax'ildan slowly moves his hand down caleb's cheek to his throat, where thin fingers match the curve of his neck. he doesn't apply any pressure, but he doesn't move his hand away. he might be riding caleb, but he enjoys this play of control, the subtle reminders that he's the one setting the pace, pulling quiet begs from caleb in his native tongue. vax's hole aches with the stretch of caleb inside him, and he could easily start bouncing in his lap again relentlessly and push him over that edge, finally. it wouldn't take much effort, either, not with him soft and pliant and needy under his hand like this.
caleb is hot like this, and that's when vax decides he wants to do it again. he wants caleb to fall apart underneath him before he can come. so, with his hand still firmly placed on caleb's throat, vax lifts his hips, and starts an agonizingly slow pace.
"talk to me, caleb," he whispers to him, against his jawline. "tell me how i feel."
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And Vax wants him to talk like this? It's enough to ask him to form coherent, linear thoughts, much less voice them. But for Vax, he'll try. He is beginning to get the sense that there is a lot he would do to try to please him.
"I can't--I can't begin to say how incredible you feel." His voice sounds tight, strained, and his words are interrupted by more than one soft whimper. How does one describe something so close to perfection? He can't possibly capture the way Vax looks, his lean, powerful form and sharp handsome features and swath of long dark hair, the way he sounds, somehow both encouraging and little mean, and the way he so confidently wraps his hand around his throat and fucks himself on Caleb's cock like he's doing it just to tease.
There's a little upward shift of Caleb's hips, entirely unwitting, when Vax sinks down on him, like he's too eager, too impatient to be inside him again to wait. His head tilts against Vax's, seeking the brush of his lips against the scruff on his jaw. "Perfect," he murmurs, because if he can't find any other words, he might as well use that one. "You feel perfect."
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vax keeps moving, and at this pace, he can give deeper thrusts to caleb's length. he slides along him with brutally slow lifts of his hips, his breath coming in pants with a heaving chest. he doesn't want caleb to finish yet, but he's getting really close to earning it. his words are proof of that, doing his best to obey vax'ildan despite the sweet torture the half elf is putting him through. it goes straight to his cock, though, twitching and aching between them to be touched, and vax thinks he's done enough.
"so good of you, caleb," he purrs as he bounces, beginning to roll faster in caleb's lap, "to do as i asked. you know what happens when you're well behaved?" vax lifts his hips up until he's nearly off of the other, but stops abruptly (again) at his tip, keeping caleb just inside his hole. the fingers around his neck begin to tighten, but just at the sides, enough to restrict blood flow, not his airways. he leans in close, to brush lips together when he speaks.
"you can come. fuck me until you fill me."
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And the moment Vax begins murmuring to him in that silky voice of his about how good he is, how he's doing as asked, how well behaved he is, the desire to be good for Vax overwhelms all others. Something about those words digs deep into him on a visceral level, reaches in and bares some fragile, raw, and tender part of him and drags it to the surface. It's cathartic. His head feels lighter, unburdened by more complex thought; he only needs to be good for Vax. Nothing else matters but Vax's satisfaction with him and the promise of a generous reward. It's freeing.
Strong, slender hands squeeze tighter around his throat, Vax's hips roll up and don't come down again, and Caleb moans helplessly. His cock throbs, kept teasingly, achingly just inside the soft heat of Vax's hole. His hands scramble to clutch at Vax's slim hips, and Caleb's eyelids lower, a shudder running through him, when he's finally given permission to have what he's been denied by Vax'ildan twice now, what he's been denying himself far more than that. "Thank you." The words sound ragged, tight, but deeply, genuinely grateful.
Caleb's forehead tilts up against Vax's, their lips brushing and their breath mingling. Desperately, he guides Vax to sink back down onto him, shifting his legs beneath him so that he can grind back up in counterpoint. Not very hard or deep in this position, doing little more than bouncing Vax on his lap, but finally letting go of his inhibitions feels like pure bliss. His peak builds up again fast, never having receded far. It's barely ten more desperate, panting thrusts, slightly clumsy as Caleb gets closer and closer and more delirious with it by the moment, before he is taken by an orgasm so sharp, so bright and overwhelming, that he can do nothing but hold Vax against him and groan soft and low with bone-deep relief against his mouth. His cock throbs heavily as he spills in several thick pulses as deep inside Vax as he can manage, each one shaking another needy sound from his lips.
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as caleb comes, vax drops his hand from his throat, instead clinging to the back of his head, sliding fingers through fiery hair and holding him to his chest as he rides through his climax. he wants to be as close as he can be to caleb when he comes, pressing skin to skin, holding his head right where it belongs. vax kisses the top of his head where he can, but they're short kisses, broken into by gasping breaths and soft moans. "perfect," he manages to say, but it's the only word he can find, the rest having been swept away by deep, hard thrusts that join them closer than ever.
caleb begins to come down from his orgasm, and vax doesn't want to keep him upright for long if he doesn't need to, so he starts to bounce in his lap again, chasing that feeling he'd only just barely let slip through his fingers in favor of allowing caleb to find his end. the hand that isn't in caleb's hair moves between them, gripping his achingly hard cock to stroke it to his own finish. it feels amazing to finally have friction on it; so good, in fact, that vax's jaw goes slack and he moans into caleb's hair, that same loud tone he'd given just a moment earlier.
caleb's arousal won't be hard for much longer, so vax rolls onto him with urgency, chasing that damned warmth in his hips until it's so close, "so close, caleb, so close--"
with a cry, he finally crests that edge, arching up and off of caleb's length as it hits him like a wall. it's often more compared to a wave, washing over him abruptly and fading slowly, but this is more of a crash than anything else. it's sudden, and his body shakes, knees trembling as he comes. thick white ribbons shoot several times over caleb's stomach, and the rest drips down his hand until he's spent.
exhausted, chest heaving, vax'ildan pulls off of caleb, moving to lay back on the bedroll where he doesn't have to worry about staying upright. dark eyes search for caleb's striking blue, while fingers lace in his and attempt to pull him down to join him where he lay.
"come here. i want you close."
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The magnitude of it all hits him at once as he comes down, and his body feels heavy and sore, his head still cloudy. Vax lays down beside him, apparently equally wrung out, and it takes no more than the tug on his hand to get Caleb to join him. He practically collapses back onto the bedroll, snuggling up close enough to Vax to curl an arm over his side.
"I am not going anywhere." He can't even contemplate getting cleaned off and dressed and walking back to the house at this point, sated and dazed and tired as he is. But he can lean in and find Vax's lips for another kiss easily enough, looking for comfort and affirmation in the aftermath of such an intense experience.
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and then he's on him, a little sticky, a little wet below his hips, but warm and comfortable, and vax hums contentedly. he rolls to face him and laces their fingers, but before he can speak, he's given a kiss that's easily returned with the most gentle of lips.
more hums, this time of appreciation, and vax lets legs tangle while touches stay affectionate and welcoming.
vax, deep down, sincerely hopes that caleb doesn't think that this is a one time thing. there's something in their kisses, a spark that ignites every time he touches caleb's skin. they had to have met before, they're kindred somehow, but he can't name a time or a place. he makes vax'ildan's heart sing, and he doesn't feel like falling mute tonight. so vax pulls him closer and kisses his forehead, then his cheek, and then his lips in the softest of touches.
"thank you, caleb."
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He's smiling when their lips part, chest filled with a pleasant fuzzy warmth at the gentle fondness in the way that Vax kisses his face.
"I should be thanking you. That was...incredible." There's almost a laugh in his voice, a hint of amazed disbelief. "You are really something, Vax'ildan."
His thumb skims over Vax's hip as his other hand squeezes their laced fingers. Their faces are close enough that Vax's features blur slightly, but Caleb doesn't want to lean away or close his eyes. "Do you want to stay here together for tonight?"
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"i don't think i want to leave you," he replies quietly, as though nervous for anyone else to hear. the grin fades, but only so he can do as he's inclined and kiss caleb, softly, his mouth closed but his lips still swollen and wet from sex and kisses. his breath is still gone, but he regains it before long, twisted with caleb like this. the world around them seems to disappear with the dome cast above them like this, and for now, nothing else matters. not his past lovers, or his friends, or tal'dorei. nothing, no one, but caleb.