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TDM 002

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( 1 ) Around mid-morning, a message from the Augur appears on bracelets all across the city. "New organisms discovered. Domestication in progress."

The wark of a chocobo rises up from the outskirts of the city. Several more join in, forming a charming chorus. And, strangely, this is when new arrivals begin to show up.

Beamed in one at a time, scanned en masse, they are processed just as the first wave was. There's one major difference: whereas the old guard was given their bracelets and ushered into the City, the new folks are also given... collars.

Buckled, snapped, or otherwise fastened around their necks, a variety of colorful collars with some rather unusual novelty pet tags. (These are just a few suggestions. The typical “If found, please return to ____” is also very much acceptable.)

"You are new organisms. Domestication in progress. Compatible Eros energy will complete domestication."

No matter how hard they try, characters cannot take the collars off by themselves. They need a partner's help - but not just anyone will do. It very well might be the first person they find, or it might take several tries.

The robots grow bolder as the day grows on, targeting characters who aren't new, as well.

"Y̶o̶u̴ ̸a̷r̸e̷ ̵o̵r̵g̶a̴n̷i̷s̶m̸s̶.̶ ̶D̷o̶m̴e̴s̶t̶i̶c̵a̸t̶i̸o̴n̸ ̷i̵n̸ ̴p̸r̶o̵g̷r̵e̷s̵s̷."

Their antics die down by nightfall, but for the next day or two, the occasional malfunctioning 'bot may accost someone in the street, so stay on your toes!

( 2 ) An abandoned racetrack lights up the night. That's right: place your bets, folks, because these birds are about to run around a track while robots sell synthetic, overpriced aphro-popcorn.

...Did you say priced?

That’s right! If you participated in the orgy earlier this month, you'll find you have a stash of credits accessible in your app.

You've fucked money back into the world, so why not waste it?

(Opportunities to earn credits will come up periodically and won't always be sexual in nature, so don't worry if your character wouldn't have any yet.)

And if you don't have credits to bet with, why not get creative?

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[A surge of affection welled within him, so much he never would have guessed it had been there in the first place. Relief at seeing his disciples face and the sudden realization that he had indeed longed for him.

He closed the distance between them quickly, he didn't reply to the small talk, of course, he had been looking, what else would he have done upon waking up here? That was a given. Had he not also looked for Binghe when he awoke that first day? No, there was no reason to reply. Instead once close enough he reached out placing his hands on either side of Binghe's face, softly, tenderly even. Taking a moment to gaze at him, letting his emotions swirl about in a complicated mess, he then leaned in to kiss him.]

[ It's far bolder than Shen Qingqiu was acting during their previous interaction, and Luo Binghe adjusts accordingly. He lets Shen Qingqiu cup his face and draw him into a kiss. He pauses for just a short moment, then wraps his arms around Shen Qingqiu's waist and pulls them chest to chest as he returns the kiss.

He nips at Shen Qingqiu's lips, neither rough nor gentle but somewhere in between. Bites lacking the restraint he learned as he grew older, but still with an edge taken off them. He wants to keep Shen Qingqiu interested and keep him drawn in, and it's simple when he's holding him close but he knows that he could easily be rejected if he gives himself away again.

As a result Luo Binghe is not nearly as bold with his tongue as he was before, though he makes sure the little flicks of it he does are enticing enough on their own. Regardless of how reserved Shen Qingqiu is, Luo Binghe is certain that their relationship has at least reached that point, and he's almost curious to see just how far he can get this. ]

[The forwardness he was feeling blinded him from thinking too much of the little tells that indicated this was most likely not his Binghe. He should have considered the nature of this world would definitely be met with rage. There had been no whining or tears, and no eager suggestions of squares to fill. All things he could imagine Binghe focusing on.

But, Shen Qingqiu had spent a month in this R-18 hell. Constantly pumped with aphrodisiacs and embarrassing situations. A month alone and forced into unfaithful situations feeling guilty and a little mad.

He let himself melt into it, deepening himself, a part of him determined to show someone he could indeed kiss perfectly fine! Where Binghe was lacking boldness, he made up for it himself using his tongue and being as daring as he could imagine. ]

[ It's a level of engagement far beyond what he was expecting, but Luo Binghe quickly adjusts. He's not about to let Shen Qingqiu be the one in control of him. ]

Shizun...

[ He pulls back to murmur it with more false affection, and when he leans back in, it's very different. Luo Binghe reaches up to cradle the back of Shen Qingqiu's head to keep him from being able to pull away and pushes his tongue into his mouth to claim it. Once again he's almost surprised when it doesn't taste of the foul poison that characterizes Shen Qingqiu's words; even if this one is different from the one he knows, at their cores, they must be the same.

Luo Binghe's actions are not born out of lust. He enjoys sex, but this is not that. This is power, this is domination, this is proof that he is better than the pathetic other self who could seduce only the most despicable man possible to have as his single wife. He will not lose to the other Luo Binghe, and he will prove to this Shen Qingqiu which of the two of them is better. ]

[Another time and place he would be aghast at himself, being so openly physically affectionate and in public. But, it was hard to deny and though he was a shy man that had a lot of hangups he wasn't a man that denied himself particularly. Despite appearances and assumptions he acted quite a lot on impulse, and so he let that desire and impulse coast him into this display. Into this desire and want. To make up for the month of being apart, to make up for the actions he had been contrived into.

But, as the kiss lingered, and deepened. As Binghe's tongue came to conjure territory, there was something just a bit off. The small cues started surfacing as his mind strayed into thought. He was proud Binghe had not burst into tears, but, why had he not? There had been no pouting or other behaviors he had come to expect a little of. He did not talk about the world or the goal of it, either in excitement of trying new things or in agitation from being forced to do something and having Shen Qingqiu forced to it first.

And really this kiss was far too smooth and his valiant attempt to be amazing right now were being countered for the flow. Let him live! He is in a good mood and he should get to have the lead right now!

Bad puppy....

He didn't break the kiss yet, but he did lift his hand to slide it into Binghe's robes against his chest, looking for the scar that he was mostly certain would not be on this Binghe before him.]

[ Luo Binghe knows immediately where that hand is going. He didn't notice it right away last time, but having been given some time to think on it, he realized what it was that had alerted Shen Qingqiu. So he knows now that if he lets that hand continue, he'll be revealed a second time.

He lets go of Shen Qingqiu's head to smoothly catch that hand and entwine their fingers together, as if the touch reminded him that this was an option available to him. He gives another nip at Shen Qingqiu's lip before breaking the kiss again. ]

Shizun, I've missed you so much. Let's find somewhere to go, or we can even do it right here if you'd like.

[His hand was taken, which, was also odd in that it prevented him from his goal. But, that was fine too. As his hand was clasped he moved his hand a little so he could brush against Binghe's palm, and as he suspected, smooth skin.

But, where he might have recoiled in terror before, he does not. He was not... particularly afraid of what might happen. He was still happy to see Binghe, even if it was the original.

Though, why was he trying so hard to pretend? Before had been a legitimate accident, but now?

Bing-ge! Why are you not taking full advantage of this R-18 world that is right up your alley? Go seduce all the women and make a new harem! What is this bullshit playing around here with him?

He let out a soft sigh.]

This master is aware of who you are, there is no need to pretend.

[ Luo Binghe's eyes widen slightly, and there's a long pause. Then, slowly but deliberately, his grip tightens on Shen Qingqiu's hand and fingers, the grip of someone ready to break bones. His gaze sharpens and his lips twist into a grin. Around Shen Qingqiu's waist, his grip holds a little tighter. ]

If Shizun is aware, why not shove me away as you did before? Do you not think I'll try to do it a second time? Or could it be that Shizun is willing this time?

[The primal fear that is always deep down inside him rushes to the surface at the tightened grip. He can't help but flinch a little. After all... he knows what happens to the original goods. How much Binghe hated him. The original was not kind, and their previous meetings had been frightening.

At the accusations, he couldn't help but look away.

Guilty.

He was honestly not unwilling, and it was selfish and terrible of him.]

The circumstances are different.

"Different."

[ He pulls Shen Qingqiu a little closer, making sure their waists are flush against each other. If there's an erection there, Luo Binghe wants to feel it, and he wants Shen Qingqiu to know that he can feel it. ]

Is it that Shizun has been without a "Luo Binghe"? Is the despicable Shen Qingqiu so pathetic that he'll take whichever he can get without a care?

There was a certain list of things asked of me when I arrived. [ He lets go of Shen Qingqiu's hand to grab a handful of his ass and pull him even closer. ] Was Shizun asked the same? Have you been suffering here without someone willing to claim you as their wife?

[His affection might have been high, but he wasn't the sort to just standing at attention without at least some work first. Binghe would find no victory there. What he did do was flush a little, the faintest tint to his otherwise pale skin.]

Who said there is no care-

!?

[He all but yelped at the grab and pull, the tint to his cheeks actually deepening.]

This master is not, and never will be, anyone's wife.

Then it won't be a problem. We can resume exactly where we left off last time. If you're not his wife, he has no reason to take issue.

[ Without leaving any room for argument, Luo Binghe uses his hold on Shen Qingqiu to suddenly lift him up. He adjusts his hold so that he can initiate another kiss, at the same time bringing the two of them into a nearby abandoned home. The bed is easy to locate even with what should be a distraction in his arms, and all too quickly Shen Qingqiu is pinned underneath Luo Binghe once again. ]

Shizun, [ his voice is full of so much affection that it's impossible he's being fully sincere, ] you were given a list as well, weren't you? Tell me the things on it that you want to do.

[No matter what being taken away and pinned down in such a short time raised his adrenalin levels. His fight or flight response definitely kicked in and he wanted to flee, but he couldn't, so instead, he froze. The Binghe that had ripped his arm off during the punishment was on top of him, oozing manipulative affection and reminding him that he was in fact, in the middle of doing something that would hurt his Binghe, the maiden heart Bing-mei.

But everything about this world was upsetting and would hurt him.]

This master doesn't care much for his list.... But....

[He raised a hand and pulled at the front of the collar. Bad Puppy. Yes, yes, this was a bad puppy here.]

This is listed in a way. And Phone Sex doesn't sound too bad....

[Of course he could always just show the list, he felt speaking them aloud was too much.]

[ By this point, Luo Binghe had all but forgotten about the collar around his own neck. When Shen Qingnqiu reaches up and suddenly his whole head gets pulled down a little in response, his expression immediately goes cold. He's angry, not the fiery anger of someone about to lash out but the frigid anger of someone who will patiently bide his time, waiting to execute revenge in the cruelest way possible.

Luo Binghe had years of humiliation and lowering his head for Shen Qingqiu. He refuses to have his head lowered a single time more. ]

[ So he reaches up and grabs that hand, squeezes tight enough that fingers loosen and then pins it to the bed to cut off any thoughts of trying again.

It's only then that his expression softens once more into one of cloying affection, and he leans down close enough that their noses brush together. Despite the look, his grip on Shen Qingqiu's hand remains tight enough to be a threat, tight enough to likely hurt. ]

Then Shizun should explain what "phone" is, and we can do that together.

[He hadn't pulled that hard so it made no sense to him that the reaction should be so harsh. Or, that Binghe's head should have moved at all. However, whatever he had done, it was the wrong thing and reminded him even more that Binghe could kill him at any moment should his whims take him there.]

A phone is a tool for long-distance voice communication.

[He paused a moment to consider something and then spoke again.]

However, at this point text communication should also be considered as part of a phones function as well.

[ Luo Binghe quietly takes in the information, waiting until Shen Qingqiu is done to give him a wide, indulgent smile. ]

No.

[ Simple. Immediate.

He leans down to give a slow kiss before pulling back. ]

Things must truly be very hard for Shizun, if you have come to dislike springtime activities that much. Surely there must be something else on the list that Shizun has been curious about. [ Despite how magnanimous his smile continues to be, his grip on Shen Qingqiu's hand tightens more. ] I promise you, Shizun, this disciple is much more skilled than anyone you have had an encounter with before.

[Of course you are! How else would you claim and keep 613 wives! Don't rub that in his face, he doesn't need that reminder!

Especially when he thought about the last thing he did....

But, he can't say he has come to dislike them. Just... he can't say he was overly interested in them in the first place. Well, maybe it was the complicated aspect of involving other people.

...

Don't judge him! Relationships and human interaction are hard! Though he was quite wanting now and willing and... it was just embarrassing trying to talk about this sort of thing, and his card really was trash!]

If you wish you can look at it. Since this master is unable to, you will have to activate it.

[Since he could not easily move or reach his hand, the wrist device would have to be accessed and his A5 card brought up for him.]

[ He pauses, gaze drifting to Shen Qingqiu's hand and bracelet as the overly-wide smile finally fades to something more realistic.

Luo Binghe's grip finally loosens and he brings Shen Qingqiu's hand back down, though he continues to hold onto it so it can't reach up again. With his other hand he activates the device, just as he was instructed when he arrived, and goes through the list. When he notices the mark on one square, an eyebrow quirks up and he glances at Shen Qingqiu. ]

Hands and fingers?

[Don't ask him about that! Don't make him acknowledge it happened! He had little control over the situation!]

A few days after this master arrived there was a celebration, manipulative music, drugged food, and drink, matters were inescapable.

Inescapable... [ Luo Binghe's smile regains its edge. A dimension that so thoroughly encourages intimate encounters... truly does sound like a place he will enjoy claiming as his own. ] So even Shizun was enticed into doing something that he didn't wish to.

[ He studies the card for some time longer, then his gaze slowly lifts towards Shen Qingqiu once again. The edge hasn't left his expression. ]

Shall I keep you in a cage? Or perhaps bound by a shackle, perhaps around your waist... Shizun, did you know that you look very appealing when tied up? I'm certain we could manage such a thing.

[Was a desire for bondage just something innate!?]

No.

[No bondage! No one gets to have it! No thank you!]

Are there not other things that suit better?

[His fear was slowly easing, though it would probably never quite go away as long as he was looked at in such menacing ways. But... it seemed, like all things, the longer he was around, the less he worried. Instead his expression was soft, a little embarrassed, a little guilty. He knew what he was suggesting, and he already knew the outcome of their encounter. Though his mood when he first saw him, not knowing who he was, was quite different from his mood now, it still equated to the same thing.

Being pinned down like this was somehow not so bad if it was his own curiosity and piqued interest or the work of the none stop drugged food was anyone's guess. But, right now, he was ready to try and play the game and have a back and forth.]

Though, this master can't stop you from doing what you really want.

There could be others. We could see how beautiful Shizun's skin looks when dotted with melted wax. Perhaps Shizun would like to return to the outside, where we can find someone to watch the two of us engage in acts. Or perhaps we could locate a mirror, and Shizun could see himself overwhelmed with pleasure.

In fact, why not do all of these things? If I'm to do as I wish with Shizun, why wouldn't I do everything possible?

[Being in public sounded mortifying, wax sounded like it would hurt, a mirror sounded painfully embaressing. He had an excuse for each one and why they were impossible. He tried to imagine each one, trying to picture ways they might not be so bad, but each one ended in something mortifying.

He felt too shy!

Normally he would protest and Binghe woukd do what he wanted anyway. But... Binghe woukd never hurt him, Bing-ge... had no reason not to hurt him.

After an overly long time of staring off to the side, working through different expressions as he tried to come to a conclusion he looked back up feeling embaressed.]

May this master make a request?

[Of course he coukd just lie to him.]

Edited 2020-06-23 03:10 (UTC)

[ He can tell that Shen Qingqiu is uncomfortable, and he relishes the thought. It's the only reason that he lets him have as long a pause as he does. His smile remains indulgent when Shen Qingqiu finally speaks up again. ]

Shizun may make any request he wants.

[ Now if Luo Binghe will listen to said request is a very, very different question. ]

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