TDM 010: PARTNER UP, PARTNER

[erkumods]

TDM 010: PARTNER UP, PARTNER

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” barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. Laid Bare Basics There is a new addition to the scenery at the beach, and everyone is welcome! Especially new arrivals, who will be ushered to the recently-established Laid Bare Spa, where (provided they don't slip away from the bots' helpful grasp) their uncomfortably wet, sandy clothing will be stripped away and they will be lovingly pampered by the cold metal hands of the resident robots. Long-time Islanders and newbies alike are welcome to enjoy such amenities as hot and cold baths, sauna rooms, scrub-downs, thorough whippings with birch brooms, skin treatments, massage and energy work, and more! All rooms are thoughtfully decorated with tasteful murals of naked and disrobing bodies. Maybe you'll see someone you recognize?! (Maybe you'll see... you?) Islanders who happen to find their clothing mysteriously missing are welcome to borrow a Laid Bare branded towel to cover up with on their way home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. Tattoo to You, Too The Augur understands that sometimes, it's difficult to find a partner to indulge you in those favorite Auspicious Acts - especially for new arrivals, but surely even long-time residents could benefit from a little assistance now and then. That is why ever-benevolent entity has gifted Her precious Islanders with tattoos which feature their most secret, urgent, and/or shameful of desires! (Even if that desire is to simply complete a Bingo.) The tattoo may be a picture or a word, and it can appear anywhere on the body. At first it is pleasantly warm to the touch, like a soft glow of light on your skin. It soon becomes apparent - through either robot advice or a notification on your communication device - that your task is to find a match for your tattoo and complete the depicted act with that person. The longer one goes without completing the act, the more the tattoo seems to heat up, until it feels like it is burning into your skin. Take too long, and the tattoo may become permanent. Otherwise, the tattoo will fade within hours of completing the Auspicious Act. [ For TDMers: feel free to select any favorite kink for this prompt! If you complete a kink that doesn't appear on your card, you may switch one square for the completed kink. For current players: by participating on (tagging into) this TDM, you may switch one kink into your card (it must be the kink in the toplevel prompt you responded to). ] ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Creepy Crawly Caterpillar Crawl Are you on the hunt for credits? Then have the robots got a task for you! The 'bots of the Nameless Island are recruiting Islanders to go bug collecting in the caves, crevices, and hollowed-out logs of the wilderness. The quarry? The (shudder - literally, the robots will shudder) doom-summoning harbinger bug. They describe these creepy creatures as fat, fuzzy, and rainbow-colored, with long, fluffy antennae that look like rabbit's ears. The robots describe these critters as so dangerous that Islanders should only hunt them in pairs. Should your team return successful, you both will be rewarded very handsomely for every caterpillar caught! The bugs are typically very docile and seem to enjoy soft pets, judging by the cooing and squeaking noises they make (especially to scritches behind their "ears"). Poke or disturb them however, and they may bite! Body parts bitten by angry caterpillars will swell up cartoonishly, and can only be treated by having someone else suck the venom out. Good thing you're traveling with a partner! The 'bots strongly recommend against keeping these little buggies as pets, but they're not your dad. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[idratherbeasleep]

"Oh, that most certainly was not work, Caspar." Linhardt replies with a smile on his face. 'Work' implies something unpleasant, and there had been absolutely nothing unpleasant as far as Linhardt was concerned. And then, whoa.

Caspar certainly doesn't need to rest for very long. He lazily returns Caspar's kiss, taking his time to show Caspar what he likes. Then Linhardt looks down at his friend and fails to repress a smile as Caspar just barrels straight ahead.

"Hands will do just fine, Caspar. Come back up here." He wants to kiss you some more.

"Have you wanted me long?" Linhardt is still Linhardt, and even his erotic life is not safe from his insatiable curiosity.

[funsizedfistfights]

"I dunno, you definitely had me like. All the way in. That's hard, okay?" He chuckles at himself because he said 'hard'. It's easy to get him to pop back up though with the draw of more kisses.

"Okay, okay. Come sit against me like you were before. I liked that." Having Lin's weight against his chest is a familiar feeling that he cherishes regardless of context. He positions himself and holds his arms out for his friend.

"Only like... most of my life." The question is exceedingly embarrassing, but Linhardt did just suck his dick, so that's definitely worth an honest answer. "I mean like- I didn't think like this until I got old enough to know about it... but I definitely wanted to kiss you and hold your hand and stuff." He gives a sheepish little laugh, pressing a kiss to Linhardt's cheek.

"Yyyyyup. Had a crush on you for a looooong time, buddy."

[idratherbeasleep]

Caspar and his stupid, stupid puns. Linhardt groans, but being peppered with kisses is one way to keep him from complaining. Linhardt is pliant, allowing Caspar to arrange them together. It is comforting to be sitting like this, against Caspar's chest.

His friend's answer is...disarming. Linhardt thinks there's more to say, but there's something they need to attend to first.

He takes one of Caspar's hands and guides it to his cock with a sigh.

"You've thought about this happening?" That's oddly thrilling. Somebody fantasizing about him in particular? Yes, he likes knowing that.