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TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS
| TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS |
Uploading user data to environmental systems. . . please wait.  Augmentations c̴̦͋o̷͓̺̘̓m̸̮̈̾́p̸̻̃l̵̠̱̤̅e̷̢̧̺͐̃̽t̸͈̓ḙ̴͙̓͘. Proceed . . .? Y/N > Y  Your eyes blink open to the blinding glare of 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: Welcome to the N̵̩̈́̓ä̶͇́͂͘m̸̠͒e̴̞̻̾ͅl̷̹̄͝ḙ̷̺͗s̵̳͊̀ṣ̵̱̚ͅ ̶̧͒̄Í̴͔s̵̡̛̺̍̓ļ̵̥͖̄͛͌ḁ̸̳̟̒́n̵̻͑́͗d̴̩͕̰̂̊̔ Darkness overtakes you once again. I. Arrival  When you awake, you find you have washed up on the otherworldly pink sands of an impossibly beautiful beach, the tropical scenery spoiled only slightly by your seasickness. New arrivals, waterlogged and covered in sand, will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed! Feel free to explore the Island, all is available for your use. Stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether an apartment in the City, a shack on the beach, or a bigger space at the House of Worship with friends. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each arrival's home. II. Spooky Scavenger Hunt  Even with the Nameless Island reborn and open to your every whim, the robots still like to provide stimulating opportunities for people to get to know one another and earn some credits. But instead of the manual labor typical of the previous situation, they have engineered a scavenger hunt in honor of the Island's new autumn scenery! Islanders will find themselves pulled off the street, from inside establishments, and even from outside their own homes and paired with a partner. Their bracelets will be scanned and they will both find identical messages in their inboxes detailed they have 24 hours to find 10 randomized items on their list provided. Do so and bring them back (or take a picture if they are too big) to the Scavenger Station and they’ll receive a hefty reward of credits! Bonus Credits if they can show proof or pictures of the items being put to use before they turn them in. The robots certainly encourage the full scavenger hunt experience. The items can be found anywhere in the City. Sometimes in likely places and other times in a place you might not even consider (on other Islanders, for example?), although each team’s list will provide clues of where to look.
… and more! (Feel free to get creative! Items can range from silly to outright explicit.) III. Two Moon Film Festival  In order to promote the various community college classes available at the Library for Islander enrichment, the resident robots have cooked up a very special opportunity for Islanders to show off the new skills they have been practicing in their Amateur Porn classes to the growing Erku community: the Two Moon Film Festival! Everyone on the island, both new and old, gets a ticket for the festival itself. In the meantime, there are openings for pairs and groups to participate in creating the entries that will be showcased at said festival. Up for a creative challenge? Found yourself involuntarily signed up and unable to back out? One way or another, many Islanders are now entered into the film-making contest. New arrivals are encouraged to buddy up with Islanders who attended the classes, but anyone is welcome and encouraged to shoot their shot! Each duo or group that participates is to meet at the Library at sundown for their assignments: a genre, a line of dialogue, a character type or name, and a prop, all of which are randomized and different per group. You now have until sundown two days from now to create a short movie that incorporates at least three of the four items. Everything they need, from equipment to props and costumes, will be provided. Engaging and interactive VR sets can be programmed by helpful robots, and catering is available to help keep the crews properly fueled up. The punch and pie provided have the added effect of inspiring great bursts of creativity (and for a lucky few, horniness) in those who consume them. Following the deadline, all finished entries will debut on the big screen at Two Moon Film Festival, hosted by the Full Moon(ty) Theater. Chat up other contestants and the viewers before and afterward, laugh at the cringeworthy moments and bad acting, and aim for winning the Audience's Choice Award! All entrants to the contest earn one small reward of their choosing, while the winners of the contest will each receive one free BINGO-level request from the Augur! [ OOC: Shout out of thanks to ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small} zunge for this prompt! ]Load Simulation . . .? Y/N READY: Simulation 1.1 Tenebrae Town  Your consciousness comes to you in the midst of a dense autumn forest. You haven't been asleep. You stand there, fully clothed, but perhaps not in your usual attire - perhaps you're wearing a belted tunic with trousers and leather boots to protect you from the cold ground, or a long and modest dress with an apron and a hood, hand-sewn in natural fabrics. The chill in the air and even the smell of the dirt and the trees are not like those of the Island. This place feels old, a strange energy crackling in the air. Some may recognize it as a very ancient magic. In the distance, colorful lights dance between the trees. Approach closely enough and they look like fairies, but they are always just out of your reach. Are they leading you somewhere? No - if you follow them, as they seem to bid you, they will only lead you deeper into danger: a snarling wolf, a sudden drop into a craggy ravine. They are mischievous, sometimes cruel little things. You'll never escape this forest by yourself. For as long as you are alone, the night is interminable - days long, it seems. Are you the determined sort, willing to choose a direction and continue walking no matter what, or will you give into despair of being hopelessly lost? With any luck, it won't take you long to find out that your only way out is with the help of someone else. Only by agreeing to work together will the dawn finally break, and your path into Tenebrae Town will become clear. Should you refuse, or never cross paths with another Islander? Maybe the wolves will take you in. OOC Notes:To accommodate our smaller community and split-setting environment, TDMs going forward will be open to old and new players for top levels! Please state in your subject line whether you are a TDMing a new character, or top-leveling with a character currently in the game! Voting for Audience Choice Awards for Prompt III will be held in November. Threads should be started by the time you submit your entries, but need not be finished in order to win! Entries will still be valid if they include characters who TDMed but did not apply to the game. ALL participants in the contest may handwave one small Augur reward request equivalent to an incomplete thread reward. N A V I G A T I O N |
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Come on...I'm ready, what...what are you waiting for?
[By the time Byleth pulls his fingers out, Felix is trying to speed up the process, pulling away from those fingers faster and already moving to sit up and shift position when the other man reaches to help him. He places his hands on Byleth's shoulders to align himself properly and keep himself steady, then lowers himself little by little. It's slow and careful, but unfaltering, and he doesn't stop even for a second until he's fully seated.
Once he is, he leans forward to bury his face in Byleth's neck and wrap his arms loosely around him, eyes closed. He tries to relax around the professor's cock, letting out a low sound somewhere between a hum and a groan as he adjusts.
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Felix.
[ Just his name, as he fucks him, tender but deliberate. He lets his tongue slide along the cuff of that ear, and then down to kiss and suck on his neck just below. When he speaks again he makes sure it's directly into that ear again though, lips just touching so he can feel every word spoken. ]
Don't hold back. You can be loud.
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That ear flushes pink under Byleth's lips at the kiss and the way he says Felix's name, with so much feeling in it. The professor's warm, wet tongue finds his ear and sends a shiver down his spine, leaving electric tingles in its wake. It's unbelievably sensual, the way Byleth speaks with lips barely brushing his ear, the way he pronounces the words so deliberately and breathes into the shell, and together with the heady feeling of Byleth's cock dragging across sensitive places inside him, it makes him shudder; his head tips back with a breathy whimper.
Don't hold back. Showing how he feels isn't the easiest thing for Felix, but at this point he's not sure he has a choice. Each roll of Byleth's hips and each touch of his mouth on bare skin coaxes a little moan from his throat. He's not loud, though - at least, not yet.]
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This, he would say if asked, was the difference between simply having sex and making love. Intimacy. Care. Not simply chasing one's own pleasure but seeking to share in your partner's. He makes absolutely sure Felix can hear every breathy pant and moan that comes out of him, sighing his name in that whispered, needy voice. He continues to pick up the pace until they've settled into a nice clip, enough that Byleth could come any time, but he tries his best to hold out- he wants to see Felix come first.
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But here's the professor so easily whispering to him like this, kissing him like he really means it, and there's no way Felix can attribute that to the pie. And he knows Byleth isn't a liar, not one to say things he doesn't mean. But how can he...mean all of this?
There's a part of him that wants to balk at all this raw affection Byleth's showing him. It's too much. Too soft. But he's a bit beyond thinking too hard about it by this point, and there's something about it that's too good to stop now. Both the physical sensations and the emotional battering ram. He moves one hand down to stroke himself in time with Byleth's thrusts, digging the fingers of his other hand into the professor's back as he clings harder.
And he's definitely louder now. Every careful thrust that finds its way to brushing or pounding into that sweet spot has Felix moaning and squirming in the other man's lap, clenching around his cock. Whimpering when warm lips and his own name, breathed against his ear as though Byleth needs him, Felix, and no one else, send shivers through him.
It's one of those moments that gets him, in the end. The professor's tongue brushes the shell of his ear so, so lightly on the L in Felix, and the idea that Byleth might truly want him just because he's himself sends a surge of unsteady feelings up into his chest and a surge of pleasure down his spine. Without thinking, he bites down on Byleth's shoulder as he reaches his climax, and it muffles his moan that's almost half-sob, though his eyes remain dry.]
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As he comes down, catching his breath, he pulls back enough to kiss Felix. It's deep and satisfying with a kind of ebb and flow before he breaks away and slowly lowers Felix to the bed, gingerly pulling out of him. He crawls up to lay next to him, looping an arm under him and pulling Felix to rest against his chest. A little kiss, and fingers tuck dark hair behind his ear. ]
Good?
[ That's enough to cover most questions. Was it good? Are you good?
The care Byleth takes with him, even after is warm and comforting, hands stroking his skin and rubbing at tense muscles. ]
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He lets Byleth gently manhandle him without complaint. Some distant part of his mind is protesting that he should be pushing back against all this coddling; he doesn't need or want the professor doting on him like he's some kind of delicate maiden. But the rest of him has just been well and truly, lovingly fucked, and that's the part that wins out for now.]
Mm-hm. Good. You?
[As he vaguely remembers that they were originally doing this to alleviate Byleth's drugging.]
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[ It's unclear if he's referring to the drugging or if he's just glad to be here. In truth, it's the latter. He's grateful but... that was something else. He uses one leg to kick up the blanket on the bed enough that he can pull it over them. ]
...Will you stay with me like this for a little while?
[ An odd ask, but Byeth is a bit of a softie. He wants to be cuddled after something like that. ]
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[It is an odd ask, but Felix is used to people asking him to do weird things. Eat this cake, Felix. Slice up this pile of wood, Felix. Read this book, Felix. And he has no reason to turn Byleth down, particularly since he still feels sort of drunk on whatever that was they just did.
So he closes his eyes and nods.]
Okay.