Updating environmental system to version 2.69...
When you blink your eyes open, it is to the glare of blinding overhead lights and the sight of a pair of glassy mechanical eyes boring into your own. The face above yours moves like liquid mercury, forming an approximation of a figure that you recognize and trust implicitly: a friend, a loved one, a caretaker. Perhaps even a god or a goddess. From its lips fall the patterns of a language that is strange and robotic, and yet familiar to you:
Everything is fine.
Welcome to the ̶͓̃N̵̼̈ă̷͙m̴̝͋e̵͕͐l̴͔̋e̷̦͘š̴͙s̵̬̚ ̵̝͌I̴͙͐s̵͖̄l̷̞̓à̴͖n̷̺̏d̵̮͠.̶̼̊<
Darkness overtakes you once again. In the blackness of your dreamless sleep, you are sure you hear a strange chime. You are conscious of a choice:
Yes
Y̶o̶u̶ ̸h̵a̸v̸e̵ ̸c̷h̸o̶s̵e̵n̷ ̶w̶i̶s̵e̴l̷y̸.̷
The Augur thanks you for your loyalty.
I. Orientation
With your support, the Nameless Island will thrive and prosper -- but it may require a little more energy than usual to sustain. Step outside and you will soon see why: the skies are calm, the seas are clear and blue, and the pink sands of the beach have never looked more inviting.
Rome wasn't built in a day, but a facsimile of it certainly was. Enjoy new facades for all of the structures in the Nameless City - everything has been retooled, renewed, and restored to be sleek, shiny, and the absolute height of high tech, eco-friendly luxury, with lush greenery and futuristic architecture blending together seamlessly. You have been transported from the hospital directly to your new residence in either the Apartments or in the House of Worship, sparsely furnished with all the basics and some of your belongings. A friend, partner, or stranger may be there with you. This may be your roommate, but this place isn't hurting for space. No robot will stop them from selecting their own room if they wish.
The Augur calls everyone to the Loudinus Amphitheater, an outdoor stage nestled among the tropical foliage where 'bots put on a play about the purpose of the island, the Auspicious Acts, and the history of the past year, including the all-too-recent attack on the Augur. The robot sex scenes are numerous and explicit, and you may find yourself watching a horribly butchered version of any of your old encounters.
Pick up a free Playbook, a comprehensive list of the dramatis personae with detailed character profiles, and learn a thing or two about your fellow Islanders. No detail is too trivial!
(This play will be streamed to all devices to be viewed remotely, and a digital download of the Playbook is also available.)
II. With Great Power
As a boon for taking on guardianship of the land, characters will find themselves sublimating into the purest form of themselves, embodying a particular trait, quality, or concept to the point where they might as well be revered as its new lawful ruler. That's right: you've become as gods, right down to the development of unique magic powers OR changes to your form which reflect the very core of your being. Enjoy being able to create water, fly with your brand new wings, or even summon geese... among other things.
Of course, with semi-phenomenal, nearly-cosmic power comes semi-phenomenal, nearly-cosmic responsibility! After each expenditure of your new powers, you find yourself becoming weaker, hungrier -- but what you're craving isn't food or rest, it's eros energy. The more outrageous your power or transformation, the more your body will crave the completion of an Auspicious Act. Those who do not gather Eros Energy will be driven mad by this lust, until they begin to lose touch with their sense of self - perhaps even some of their most defining memories.
If the burden proves too great, these powers or changes may be wished away with a request to the Augur and the exchange of one Act.
No
You have chosen to exist away from the Augur's wisdom and b̷e̴n̸e̵v̵o̵l̶e̴n̵c̴e̸.
Please accept your gracious punishment. Have a p̴l̷e̷a̵s̴a̸n̷t̵ day!
III. Dis-Orientation
You awake outside of city limits, out of sight and out of mind, but with the looming sight of the bright and shiny Nameless City always on the horizon. What surrounds you is not luxury, but instead drab, run-down buildings and despair. Your orientation, an extravagant and sexually explicit play which describes the purpose and recent history of the Island, is remotely streamed to your device. Watch it if you wish. Meanwhile, there are a few 'bots to be seen among the rubble and rundown buildings that surround you -- but are they friend or foe? Ask them questions about what has happened to you, and they will be vague and evasive. You're inside a simulation, they say, and this is all very temporary while the Augur's systems update.
They do have one answer for you: if you want into the Nameless City before that time comes, it will cost you an Auspicious Act... and a visit to the Augur. The 'bots will escort you there, if you wish.
These robots are a far cry from the well-oiled machines of the Nameless City, though they're no less helpful. In a rundown shack, a robot bartender dispenses rations and bootleg moonshine. (You can even check out the bathtub it's brewed in!) The liquor is definitely real, and it can definitely strip the rust right off the robots. Whether it's fit for human consumption remains to be seen. Regardless, it's going to give you the night of your life - drinking the stuff may cause a variety of effects, from normal intoxication, to erections lasting more than four hours, to wild hallucinations.
IV. It's Morphin' Time
Later, the rogue robots bring some scavenged technology: small, pink globes with "PROJECT DAEMON" etched on the side. These globes bond to specific individuals and morph into different creatures based on the emotions that those individuals exhibit: someone feeling brave might find themselves with a bright, roaring lion, while someone scared may find themselves pocketing a small mouse. A singer may find themselves warbling alongside a siren.
They shift often and at will, and they are here to help you survive in this landscape. Need someone to help you catch fish, gather firewood, or find you a partner to complete that Auspicious Act? This little critter has your back!
These creatures can communicate with everyone in simple language, but you'll soon realize they're not just voicing their own thoughts, but the thoughts of the person they've bonded with.
These are temporary creatures who will run out of power by the end of the month, though they can be resurrected with rewards at a later date.
Continue
V. The Doctor's Back In
All of this must be a lot for Islanders to take in and process. A lot of new information, new feelings, and new surroundings to become acquainted with. But they should know they are not alone here. Dr D. Love is still as present as ever to help anyone who may need to work through accepting their new situation. He and his helpers might even be rather insistent on you having a session!
Whether you're in the city or out of it, you may suddenly awaken to find yourself sitting in a comfortable chair in the doctor’s newly remodeled office that is tastefully decorated with finely detailed, “hand” painted posters of beings in positions of pleasure. So many positions. Or you may find yourself in the Immersion Room, an equally tastefully decorated room filled with a large, comfortable bed (perfect for group therapy sessions!) and shelves full of toys and other supplies. For the duration of your session, enjoy access to anything one might need to help relieve the stress of their body and mind on their own - or with a partner, who might have been brought here just as unwittingly as you were.
The Doctor is there to help you work through your feelings and discomfort if needed, please have no fear. He knows some of you may be resistant to his help, but he’s as cheerful and devoted as ever, to the point of not letting you leave the building until you’ve admitted to whatever feelings you are holding back - not just to him, but also to your therapy buddy. What's the diagnosis? The fact is, you must not be receiving enough pleasure. You are too tense, you need to relax and allow yourself to embrace the carnal nature of this world and what it can provide you.
The more you resist, the more the Doctor shall insist. He may even choose to activate your Neural Implant, which all Islanders have been gifted with upon arrival. Said neural implant may cause immediate arousal, sexual attraction to those near you, and even turn various parts of your body into extreme erogenous zones! Once activated, the Implant's effects may kick in at the most random of times.
The Doctor knew all you needed was the right motivation.
OOC Notes:
Welcome to the updated Erku! As this is a setting shift and a re-launch of sorts, this TDM is open to top-levels from both current and prospective players. Feel free to tag around with reckless abandon, and have fun!
Whether you are new or old, it is entirely up to you as to whether your character wakes up in the Nameless City or in the ruinous world of the Simulation. Even characters who acted to attack in the Augur in Event 16 may wake up in the City and vice-versa, according to player preference. This simulation is a temporary run and will last for about two weeks (in other words, the duration of the TDM), at which point all characters will wake in their new Nameless City apartments. Even if you choose "No", you may future-date prompts for the City for this time period.
For now, previously requested safe havens and residences are not currently accessible. They will be made available again in following Simulations, but 'bots are inclined to leave characters in mystery and suspense about this!
Feel free to ask questions below.
● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ●
N A V I G A T I O N
|
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Undressing is still easier without facing Xue Yang, he realizes as he reaches for his belt, his fingers hesitating almost to the point of fumbling with it. He turns to face a wall and makes faster work of shedding his clothes there, even if he can't manage to make himself strip off all of the layers at once. It isn't as if Xue Yang hasn't seen all this before, his actions making him feel even more awkward about what he's doing. Perhaps to break the silence as he words, he converses with him a little more.]
I did not know such a subject could fill a single book, let alone several.
[Maybe he's witnessed a few different ways, but now he's about to be another test subject for Xue Yang's creative ways. No matter what happens, he can believe to himself with complete sincerity that this is a better outlet than other ways he could test anything...
He gives his head a brief shake as his topknot comes loose, setting the hairpin on top of his folded clothes next to the wall. Glancing over his bare shoulder, pink already dusting across his face and earlobes, he looks over Xue Yang before moving to stand in front of him and underneath the ring.]
Already you appear to be in better spirits than earlier.
[His tone sounds neither irritated nor relieved, merely pointing out his change in manner. Xue Yang really is easy to please-- or rather, distract. He knew that from before, of course.]
no subject
[ To punctuate the statement he grabs one of the lengths of rope and unties the loop keeping it in a bundle.
From the way he works with the rope, it doesn't seem like he's inexperienced with it at all. The first thing Xue Yang does before anything else is tie Xiao Xingchen's arms behind his back. It's different from the rope techniques used where they're from: it's much more focused on the patterns, and each loop around Xiao Xingchen's arms or chest is made several times to better distribute pressure. He focuses entirely on what he's doing, not even taunting Xiao Xingchen as he works...
At least, not until the very end when the rope is secure and there's just enough length to go up and through the ring. Xue Yang pulls it taut enough that it puts Xiao Xingchen on tiptoes, and ties it there. ]
How does that feel?
[ Though the words themselves could seem caring, the tone carrying them is unmistakably teasing. ]
no subject
Just to ease Xue Yang's mood... that's what this is for and why Xiao Xingchen initiated this. This act doesn't have to be for any grand purpose. Even for such a simple reason like this is enough.
Despite how much he wanted to disappear during the show earlier, his cock showed interest, recalling those memories depicted very well. The horrific scene near the end of their attendance doused the arousal, at least. Now, however, warmth blooms across his skin wherever Xue Yang's fingers brush as he works. Not even with intent, yet already playing on his senses as the ropes tighten around him.
The lift draws the breath out of him, his eyes wide in surprise as his mouth falls open.]
It...
[Ropes press into his skin, but without the pain he expected.
After a moment of surprise, he tries to move. He finds that Xue Yang's work is effective, keeping him immobile while also not digging hard into his skin. His position still forces him to focus on his balance and keep himself steady, but despite being bound, his entire body feels lighter. That seizes his attention first.]
H-How did you...?
no subject
[ It gives him something to focus on that is neither violence nor--directly--sex. Like his old days of copying Wei Wuxian's notes to build arrays, it's something methodical to focus on, holding the future promise of a payoff but also an engaging task in its own right.
He crouches down directly in front of Xiao Xingchen, his face right at the level of his erection. Xue Yang gives a long lick of it from base to tip, but then teasingly lets it be as he takes a second length of rope and starts to wrap it around Xiao Xingchen's waist and thighs. Because of his anatomy and because Xue Yang wants to leave certain parts exposed, he needs to pay attention to how he's draping the rope. Every so often when he gets the urge to tease Xiao Xingchen again he gives another lick to his cock or takes a bit into his mouth, but he's mostly focused on his task of tying. When he's done with that he secures this bundle up to the ring as well, enough tension in it to help support Xiao Xingchen's waist but not enough to pull him further off the ground. This is just to supplement the other right now. ]
no subject
Pressing his lips together, he suppresses a faint, embarrassing noise, less and less successful each time Xue Yang turns away to tease him. It doesn't take long at all until he's already at full hardness. Even after the first time, his hips trying to twist against the ropes. He couldn't tell whether he wants to turn towards Xue Yang or away.
It almost distracts him from how the rope holds up his leg, placing him in a position where he feels more open and vulnerable than ever before. Even being held by that tentacled creature felt less exposed than this...
He can only try to keep his breathing even as Xue Yang continues his work, trying to keep his patience as he feels like he's being spun tighter into a spider's web.]
no subject
Daozhang...
[ He murmurs it, grinning slightly. He could leave Xiao Xingchen like this. His leg is up, leaving his ass exposed nicely. But no, if Xiao Xingchen got the courage to put his weight on the ropes entirely, he could close his legs if he wanted to.
It's better to tie him up completely.
Xue Yang loosens the rope holding up Xiao Xingchen's chest. The one around his hips should keep him from being able to get off his tiptoes, but now there's enough slack that if he wants to lean forward, he can get his entire upper body horizontal. Soon he won't even have a choice about it.
Xue Yang picks up some more rope and slowly brushes it up and down along Xiao Xingchen's supporting leg, hinting at his intentions. ]
Lean forward, daozhang.
no subject
So he steels himself before bending at the waist, leaning forward as he's told to. His long hair slips from around his shoulder and becomes a partial curtain around his face.
Only after moving does he realize what position he's moving into.]
Just how much more do you have left to do?
[The ropes cover more of him than any restraint he's had so far. At least, he considers, doing things like this really would keep Xue Yang busy with all his experimenting...]
no subject
[ Xue Yang does not stop.
He places one hand under Xiao Xingchen's torso, as if it's sufficient to support the entirety of his body weight. The other hand teases at Xiao Xingchen's supporting leg a bit longer, before finally nudging it out from underneath Xiao Xingchen's body.
The ropes creak and strain slightly as they take Xiao Xingchen's full weight, but they hold easily, the length of them controlled well to the point where Xiao Xingchen shifts and swings only a little. Satisfied with the rest of his work, Xue Yang focuses on that leg, tying it into a bend, then securing the rope to the one around Xiao Xingchen's chest to keep his leg pulled in tight against his body.
Like this he can't do anything to close his legs anymore, his cock and ass both fully exposed. One held up to his chest, the other angled up towards the rig itself above them, forcing his hips to rotate a little. Xue Yang studies the position for a little while, going over it with a critical eye. ]
Maybe it would be better to hang it from the side.
[ He says it more to himself than to Xiao Xingchen. ]
no subject
[Though the thought occurs to him. Xiao Xingchen would not back out on what he has already agreed to, which keeps him from finding out what would happen if he told Xue Yang to stop right now and untie him. Would he actually stop? Putting aside how likely this would send Xue Yang back into his bad mood, the fact that he would listen when he's already into this feels unlikely.
That will just have to be left as a mystery.
Now he's finding that where he thought he felt immobile before, he only began to understand the meaning of that word. The muscles of his thighs strain underneath the ropes as they try to close. He turns his head away from Xue Yang a little, lashes fanning against his flushed face.]
It's only... more intricate than I expected.
cw: bondage practices with questionable safety
[ The words slip out easily and without much thought put into them, and he runs his fingers along the rope, towards Xiao Xingchen's crotch to brush over his erection.
His gaze wanders up to take in Xiao Xingchen's vulnerable expression, and after a moment his gaze shifts to his neck. That's right, if he leaves it like that, Xiao Xingchen is going to have to hold his head up himself. Xue Yang takes one of the thinner lengths of rope, carefully wraps it around Xiao Xingchen's neck several times, and secures the set with a knot to make sure it distributes weight evenly. Then he ties it up to the frame as well, making sure it's taught enough to support Xiao Xingchen's head in this position.
Satisfied with his work, he reaches in to slowly run his fingers along various parts of Xiao Xingchen's body, admiring how the ropes stand out so brightly against his skin with the black of his hair providing further contrast. ]
Now you can't do anything, right? Imagine if I left you like this, daozhang. I could come in here and admire you whenever I wanted.
no subject
Floating and weightless, yet unable to move for fear of the rope closing around his neck-- the ropes play on his nerves in different ways than anything he's felt before. He doesn't try to move now, only looking a bit helpless back at Xue Yang, flushed and covered in a thin sheen of sweat after his ministrations. Even speaking might move him too much for the rope, his instincts tell him, so only his chest rising and falling is the only movement he allows for himself.
He doesn't doubt that Xue Yang has been waiting for an opportunity like this. If he found his words, he want to ask one thing.
Would doing that keep him from ever falling too hard into a bad mood again?]
no subject
[ The word slips past Xue Yang's lips before he can stop it. He brushes fingers along Xiao Xingchen's cheek, then to his hair to comb through the long strands. Xiao Xingchen is perfect like this: completely captured, tied up in red, on display only for Xue Yang's enjoyment. Flush colors his skin in various places, most prominently that still-hard erection that Xue Yang coaxed out before. ]
You're amazing, daozhang.
[ He runs his fingers over his nipples and draws a slow breath. What if he marks every inch of Xiao Xingchen's skin like this? The thought briefly catches in his mind of what Xiao Xingchen might think his housemate would think, but Xue Yang is already leaning in to press his lips to Xiao Xingchen's collarbone, then nibbling and sucking.
The mark he leaves behind stands out starkly against his skin, and Xue Yang immediately decides he doesn't want to make too many of them. After all, if he entirely marks Xiao Xingchen up, what if it spoils that beauty of his too much? Better to do it sparingly so he can enjoy each individual mark to the fullest. ]
You're mine...
[ The fact that he once again considered Xiao Xingchen's beauty doesn't register whatsoever. ]
no subject
The two of them no longer have a secret place to meet anymore. With how things are now, he has to wonder how long it will be until they can see each other again. Xue Yang took care to be more thorough than he had in the past.
So often has the man insisted that Xiao Xingchen is his, and he always vehemently dismissed such an idea. But how can he possibly argue against it now?
His friends, his business-- the rest of his life here are so distant, being pushed to the fringes of his mind. In Xue Yang's voice, he can hear the intent to banish every other thought completely.]
no subject
They hold Xiao Xingchen down for him. They hold Xiao Xingchen up for him.
He lowers his head to a spot just below some of the loops on Xiao Xingchen's upper arm and nips there. Then he kisses, something that could be mistaken for gentle. ]
It's better like this. It's better when you won't leave. I'll take care of every inch of you, daozhang. I'll take care of everything.
[ His focus shifts to Xiao Xingchen's front. He traces over the lines of Xiao Xingchen's abdomen, feeling the smooth skin and the sturdy muscles underneath. Xue Yang leans in again and leaves another mark, this time slightly below his chest. But then he shifts his head a bit and gives a decadent swirl of his tongue over one of Xiao Xingchen's nipples. ]
no subject
Taking care of him? Making sure he won't leave? The words couldn't be any more different from Xue Yang's speech while he stood inside the cage.
Xiao Xingchen wants him to be lying. He wants to believe this is something that Xue Yang doesn't really mean, these words chosen to taunt him with. Yet the more time he's spent with Xue Yang and noticing several strange details in how he acts and speaks... it leads him to a conclusion he believed too surreal for him to entertain.
He doesn't want to hear it, or think about it--
Then as if granting his wish, Xue Yang's tongue slips against the sensitive nipple with its electric heat.]
X-... Xue Yang!
[His voice carries a note of panic, not over his safety but over his own surprise at just how much sensation it brings. Even without any aphrodisiac or anything with the involvement of his island, that single lick makes him feel like he could come just from being touched there over and over. Is there actually some enchantment on this rope...?
His body tries to arch as much as it can, trying to press towards Xue Yang while wanting to turn away at once. Even after crying out, he makes a faint, needy noise to punctuate every panting breath. When he looks back to Xue Yang with eyes yet to regain their focus, he needs a moment to find his words and speak again.]
Won't you... inside?
[Even if the actual act of sex be even more overwhelming than the process to get him to his point - almost as intimidating as sex for the first time - it's easier than having any moment to think.]
no subject
I will. I'll take care of your insides as well, daozhang. But I have to give your outsides attention first.
[ That smirk widens a little more. As he speaks his fingers dance over Xiao Xingchen's long, pale legs. ]
Unless you want me inside you right now? If I do that, I might lose interest in touching you for a bit afterwards. But that's fine. I'll leave you tied up here and go do something else, and I'll come back again when I'm ready for more. Do you like the sound of that? It doesn't sound half bad to me now that I've said it. You can just wait patiently here for me, because you're mine.
[ He punctuates it with a lick to Xiao Xingchen's other nipple. ]
no subject
He has no room to think whether either option would be better. Maybe Xue Yang merely putting it inside him would put an end to this maddening act sooner, and even being held here. Though even he doesn't have to consider the choice - if he was to consider it a choice - before he speaks again.]
W-Wouldn't you... do the same, either way?
[If Xue Yang so wishes, he could tease Xiao Xingchen as long as he likes, keeping him here as long as he likes... perhaps Xue Yang himself hasn't yet realized how much control he has.
Xiao Xingchen can't figure if he's speaking too much, or if a bizarre curiosity has taken ahold of him and compels him to speak.]
no subject
[ There's playful mischief in his eyes as he glances towards Xiao Xingchen's face. ]
You're right. Why would I let you go either way? You can't do anything but wait here for me to have mercy on you. Whether I fuck you right away or wait a bit longer is up to me, and whichever I do, letting you go is still up to me. You agreed to this, daozhang. You let me do this.
[ He gives a long, decadent lick down the length of Xiao Xingchen's lifted leg. Xue Yang carefully nibbles at the arch of his foot, then takes his toes into his mouth one by one and swirls his tongue around each one in turn.
The more things like this he can do, the more it reinforces just how much Xiao Xingchen is his to do whatever he wants with. ]
no subject
Then Xue Yang presses his feet to somewhere new. Despite knowing the pointlessness of it, he tries harder to squirm away. Something about this is uniquely embarrassing, unlike anything he's felt before. After so many times they've had sex and however many new things they've done, it's as though Xue Yang has found a new part of him to lay claim to, never once touched with such an intent.
The skin is soft and sensitive, feeling no less intimate than other parts Xue Yang so often lavishes his attention on.]
What is this? What are you doing... t-there?
[His voice reflects how unguardedly scandalized he feels, his expression just as flustered and shy—perhaps a feat for someone tied up and on display. Is this really a part that people do this with?]
no subject
Your hands are tied up so close to your body, daozhang. Even if I could suck on them, it would be annoying. But this has been strung up for me to stare at; how could I not take interest in it?
[ And now that Xiao Xingchen is so flustered, he's even more inclined to keep going with it.
He licks along the pads of Xiao Xingchen's foot then takes the toes back into his mouth one by one, giving them even more attention this time. Xue Yang steals glances of Xiao Xingchen's face as he works, wanting to take in that flustered look of his while he can. ]
no subject
The sensation doesn't feel... bad, and it comes with a sort a feeling of being tended to, if in the most bizarre sort of way. Xue Yang must have meant that "taking care of him" must mean finding every part of him he hasn't touched before.
It's certainly an improvement over the knife.
All he can do is stop struggling, resigning himself to Xue Yang's strange tendencies. His eyelashes flutter above his face that now burns with a renewed heat. He tries catching his breath again since it doesn't overwhelm his senses, even if any part of him with Xue Yang's mouth against him always becomes the focus point of his existence in that moment.]
I really... never know what to expect from you...
no subject
[ He plays with Xiao Xingchen's foot for a little longer, then starts to work his way back up his leg. Xue Yang leaves a few more marks there, one on his calf, one near his knee, and the last one he makes by nibbling at the skin of Xiao Xingchen's inner thigh. His erection is so close like this that Xue Yang nearly salivates as he thinks about taking it into his mouth. Though he can't say he likes the taste, he certainly doesn't dislike it nearly as much as he did back when he first started putting dicks in his mouth.
Instead he shifts his head a bit to take Xiao Xingchen's balls into his mouth instead. Xue Yang sucks on them, licks them, even gently tugs on them. This isn't enough to get him off, right...? ]
no subject
His reprieve is brief as the attention here stokes the heat in the pit of his belly with more intensity, yet he can take this with less confusion and more ease than Xue Yang's strange ideas.
A light tug draws out a louder, less-restrained moan, his usual initial defenses as they fuck truly beginning to erode. His cock twitches, with come beading at the tip and beginning to roll off the tip down the underside.]
no subject
Xue Yang leaves Xiao Xingchen's balls alone and licks a stripe over his perineum, nearly to the opening of his ass. But at the last second he shifts his apparent target and takes a large bite of the skin of one of Xiao Xingchen's cheeks. The marks from his teeth leave an appealing pattern, and Xue Yang follows it up with more licking, as if tending to the damage he himself caused. ]
no subject
The bite is met with a loud yelp, made more in alarm than arousal or pain. Anything so sharp and hard as Xue Yang's teeth on the soft, delicate skin warrants some caution, even if he can't do anything to stop his urges here.
However, the motion feels like something more playful, and not in the same way as with the knife.]
Having... fun?
[He makes a quiet, disgruntled noise with the words he can force out, even if the licking over the bite gives the same disturbing kind of comfort that he felt upon his foot earlier. Only here he's more sensitive to what's painful and what's pleasant, on top of how embarrassing it is to have much attention to his ass.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
cw: unintentional breathplay and dangerous bondage practices
(no subject)
1/2
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
cw: internalized homophobia
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)