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TDM #16

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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your high rise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

The weather is rather cold and icy.

» » » WALKING TOUR

The cold, icy winter weather has seen to it that there is an unfortunate interruption with the usual city tour for the newest arrivals to Duplicity. Some of the train tracks have a dangerous amount of ice coating them and sections of travel are now unavailable via train.

City officials still believe that the tours are important to integrate new LIERs to Duplicity so they have organised personal walking tours held by current LIERs. New arrivals will be paired with their own tour guide; they can take the suggested path or take their barely dressed charge on a more ad-hoc tour. It might be considerate to let them change into something warmer first!

Important landmarks and checkpoints like Fiddler’s Square, North Park, The Up and Down Courts, the People Zoo and of course S.L.U.T. need to be marked off on the tours but there have also been fun local stores which have set-ups for free samples and information booklets. What order and how people travel to them is up to them.

« « « GALLERIA OF SEX

(CW: exhibitionism, voyeurism, dub/non-con)

One of the stops along these new walking tours is a temporary educational art installation that has been set up to display and talk about the rich variety of kinks that are popular in Duplicity. Newcomers are invited to come inside the building, sit on the human furniture to watch and learn or volunteer to participate themselves.

Each section has local LIERs and graduated citizens there to help walk those new to the program through the displays, explaining the appeal and draw of each kink.

Live demonstrations or performance art are carried out by LIERs who have volunteered, been conscripted or are fulfilling a sentence that would normally land them in the People Zoo. They can and will ask anyone and everyone to step up and be part of the artwork themselves.

Some of the displays set up will feature:

Naked Submissives have been bound and posed with their bodies arched in visually pleasing positions. They are surrounded with candles burning around them and guests are invited to drip the hot wax across their bodies to add to the artwork that is their naked skin.
Zap your lover or the volunteers with an electrical wand and discover the way it can make the skin tingle and muscles tense in just the right place at just the right moment.
The image of cum dripping from a well used Submissive is considering something to appreciate visually so stations have been set up with glory holes and kneeling participants to have their faces and buttocks painted over the course of the day.
A variety of whips, canes and paddles have been set out next to padded benches for Submissives to bend themselves over. The marks they leave are something to be proud of.
No art display in Duplicity is complete without an ode to bondage, one room will be entirely devoted to participants being suspended from the ceiling, held in positions that will test their stamina and flexibility and leave the most gorgeous bruises.

We encourage players not to limit themselves in regards to what is on display. There are many more kinks than the ones listed, and Duplicity considers all kinds of sexual acts a form of art.

Photo taking is encouraged throughout the exhibition, especially when your own participation is concerned. If you missed the chance to do so, in the moment, you need not worry as the gift shop at the end of the gallery will have many different prints taken over the course of the exhibition available for purchase. Take home a keepsake of your first day in Duplicity.

« « « ICE TO SEE YOU

(CW: exhibitionism)

Winter does make it harder in Duplicity to enjoy all the pleasures of the flesh that could be on offer in the warmer months. Most who live in the city still need to wrap up with many layers when the weather turns so chilly. But that’s not saying that the city can’t find ways to help keep its residents in the mood.

It will first be noticeable to those trying their hand at streaming or posting video footage onto the network. Regardless of a character's state of dress while recording, they will appear completely naked to those watching and no amount of covering up with more articles of material will change that.

Others might see it as they set about on their first days getting used to the city’s layout, glancing into a shop window they will notice their own state of undress in their reflection. You might even see it in a particularly shiny bit of ice but no matter where you look, all reflective surfaces will show everyone in their birthday suits, naked as the day they were born.

« « « BLADES OF GLORY

(CW: exhibitionism, dubcon, drugging)

In a bid to encourage individuals to get out and keep active despite the chilly weather, the city has transformed one of the large tennis courts in the Up into a makeshift outdoor skating rink. In the recreation building attached to the courts-turned-rink the change rooms have been outfitted for people to change into more appropriate clothing. There is also at the front of the building an area to rent skates.

Many who get on the ice see no reason to keep apart, as many contracted couples can be seen holding hands or chasing each other as they skate. In the change rooms it isn’t uncommon to see a bit of hanky panky or people getting off at helping others in and out of their skates. There also seems to be a small hot chocolate stand set up inside the building where characters can buy a warm drink to sip on while taking a break from skating. The drink may leave those that consume it feeling especially warm and frisky, with perhaps a bit of extra energy they need to burn off - skating might not cut it.

« « « MOD & OOC NOTES

Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: If your character would rather have a dog for a pet they are Dominant. If they would rather have a cat for a pet they are Submissive. If your character is from a canon that has neither, pick the choice you believe they would prefer more.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new tdms with different designations for fun!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have a good time!!

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Galo let’s go of him and pulls his shirt off. He lets it fall away as he turns his heated blue eyes on Lio again. This is what he prefers, hearing what his partner wants then giving it to them. His hands settle back on Lio’s waist as he draws him closer. He hums quietly, “Lean into me. We’ll do it together.”

He lifts him up and the breath leaves his body as he drags him back down. It feels better than he ever expected. His hips shift as he sets a careful rhythm, eyes on Lio’s. He knows Lio isn’t made of glass. Body does he know that but, he grins for him.

“Set our pace, I’ll match you.” He meant it about doing things together.

Oh yes, that's much better. Now there's nothing in the way of Lio's roaming hands, as they map their way up and over Galo's chest. Not the first time he's seen him shirtless, but the first time he's been able to touch and be this close. He's stunning, the sort of masculine beauty that artists have spent their lives trying to capture in paint or stone, and for this moment at least he's all Lio's.

He plans to make the most of it.

Leaning into Galo, he lets his arms wind around Galo's shoulders, nodding. "Together," he agrees, though there's still an odd breathless note to his voice, all anticipation, a coiled spring. Then Galo moves him and Lio is crying out before he can even think to quiet himself as he feels himself lifted and then pulled down Galo's length. Fuck. It feels so good, in spite of the ache in his body from taking someone for the first time -- or hell, maybe because of it.

Another nod, even as his lips quirk into a grin. "Mm. See if you can keep up," he teases before he falls into a rhythm, notably less careful than the one Galo had said, driven by need and building desperation.

It feels a lot better than he ever guessed it would. But maybe that’s partly because of Lio. He looks wonderful and feels like a dream. Galo grins back at him, feeling better than he has in over a week. “Of course I can,” But the pace set surprises him.

He chokes on a whine as the less careful pace sparks his need higher and hotter. He shifts his hips and it feels off the first few times. He forces himself to still then find the right time to thrust up into Lio just as he’s coming down. His breath catches and he presses his face into Lio’s shoulder. He gently bites down with a growl.

“You’re so good,” He breathes. The need and building desperation encourage him to pick up the pace a little, encouraging Lio to do the same.

Lio's entire body arches backwards in reaction to the way that Galo thrusts up to meet his downward motion, back bent like a bow, hands gripping fitfully at his shoulders like he needs to hold on for dear life. It's perfect, fuck, better than he knew it could be. Slowly he relaxes his grip on Galo's shoulders to instead slide one hand up into that ridiculous hair, holding his head close, crying out in a breathless, wordless encouragement at the feeling of those teeth.

"So good," he echoes in agreement, rolling his hips down, happy to pick up the pace because he needs more, as much as he needs each shuddering breath that he takes. His own cock is throbbing, caught between them, leaking precome over Galo's stomach. Another rock of his hips and his voice catches. "Oh. That... right there. Galo. Harder. Please."

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He buries a hand in Lio's hair and wraps his other arm around him. Lio is so warm. He's warmer than a normal man but the way they move together and the sound of his voice is something he's never experienced before. Galo sucks on the skin he bit. Lio's encouraging him.

Why the hell wouldn't he keep biting at his shoulder. He drops his hand from Lio's hand to slip it between them. His hand wraps around Lio's shaft. He works over it in time to the now hard snap of his hips. The harder almost desperate pace is rapidly tearing all his thoughts apart.

It feels like they needed this. He turns his head to bite at Lio's neck. "Like that?"

Good. Lio likes the sting of those teeth, likes that strength in Galo's hands as he touches him, holds him close. He also likes that hand around his cock, and he isn't shy about moaning his approval of it, and it only drives him on, riding Galo's dick like his life depends on its.

"Yes, fuck. Just like that."

Lio turns his head to find Galo's lips with his own, catching the other man's lower lip between his teeth. "I'm close. Are you?"

Lio lets him know he's doing the right thing. He loves how he sounds. The feel of him as they move together caught in a dance older than both of them. "Good, want it to be just right." It just has to be.

Galo leans up as Lio turns his head and their lips meet. He breathes in between kisses and leans back in for another. His lip stings in the best way. "I'm close." He answers as he steals another kiss and presses their foreheads together. "Don't hold back." He urges, "Just do what you want."

If Lio wants to come first, he absolutely should.

Galo Thymos is maddeningly perfect like this, somehow, and Lio will have to deal with this discovery when this is over, try to wrap his mind around the fact that his entire body is singing with pleasure like he's never felt before.

And fuck he wants it to be good for Galo too. He wants to be good for him, and that's what has him rolling his hips sharply down.

"Ah... no. No, want to feel you first." Another stolen kiss, brief because he's gasping softly forth breath in the next moment, clinging to Galo and whimpering at how that pressure and pleasure is building, at trying to hold out, to hold on another second, draw this out another moment.

He doesn’t ask if Lio’s sure. He wouldn’t say it if he didn’t want that. Galo presses his face against Lio’s neck and bites at the skin as he buries himself inside him. The pressure and pleasure crashes as he stops fighting himself. He spills inside him with his hands squeezing Lio’s hips. He gives shallow thrusts to ride it out.

And his hand returns to Lio’s arousal and strokes him slowly. “Come on. Your turn.” He sucks on his neck. He lifts his head to scratch his teeth on the underside of his chin. Come on Lio, let go. “Let me see it.”

Lio turns to bury his own face against Galo's ridiculous hair, holding on for dear life as they move together, trying to hold himself back from that edge that's so, so close that he's aching to come.

Fingers grip tight enough that his nails dig into the skin at Galo's shoulders as he feels the telltale change in Galo's motions, knowing that the other has come inside him. His voice hitches into a groan and his hips twitch towards Galo''s hand.

Head falling back, he exhales another needy sound, "Galo! Yes... I..!" And no more words, only a wordless cry as he finds his release as well, painting both their stomachs with his come before he tips forward to lean into Galo, hide his face against the juncture of his neck and shoulder, trembling as tiny aftershocks of pleasure race through him and he catches his breath back to himself.

He hisses at the sting in his shoulders but it feels good. Better than it probably should. He doesn’t care. Lio looks like artwork, that picturesque kind of pose that will brand in his mind. The cry still rings in the air as he lets go of his cock and wraps his other arm around him.

Sweat runs down his neck as he presses kisses to Lio’s shoulder. His breath is still coming out fast and hot. He shudders and enfolds himself around Lio. Slowly his heart rate starts to settle. His hand runs up and down Lio’s bare back.

After a few moments he sighs and glances around. Someone had apparently been by with what they need to clean up. Ah. He grabs the towel and drapes it over Lio’s back. A little privacy as they get their bearings back.

Hands still grip at sweat-slicked skin, and for a long moment Lio stays just where he is, enjoying the rise and fall of Galo's chest. He feels that towel drape over him and he's caught off guard by it. It's such a simple gesture, but Lio is so unused to being taken care of, he almost doesn't know how to handle it.

He lifts his head and looks at Galo. Bit by bit it's filtering in what they just did. They just had sex. In public. In the clothing shop at a skating rink. That is impulsive and uncontrolled and nothing at all like Lio Fotia, the admitted control freak. And oh god Falo is still inside him, and--

And okay, it was amazing and felt better than he could have imagined. There's a long moment that Lio looks at Galo, all this rushing through his head. ...fuck it. He'll think later. Instead his hands shift to cradle at either side of Galo's face to urge him to look towards him so Lio can lean in to kiss him, less desperate now, softer, sweeter.

They had just had sex. The knowledge hits him just as Lio's hands cup the sides of his face. He looks at him and leans in as he does, meeting him in the middle. Their lips meet and he hums softly as they take their time.

It's different from the wild energy of before and he loves it just as much. He ignores the sounds of others very clearly having sex in this shop too. There's just Lio and what they've done.

He wraps his arms back around him, mindful of the towel as he sinks his fingers back into his hair. It's still a soft kiss. There's no way he can go back to whatever they were before. This touched him in a way he can't figure out yet.

Something in Lio eases when Galo kisses him back, even after, even now that it's not a desperate lust that's fueling it. It's nice. Gentler and more languid. Then those arms are around him again, strong and warm, and Lio sinks against him with a soft, pleased murmur to Galo's lips.

Lio is sure that something has changed here too, some invisible line crossed that can't be undone. But... that's all right. It has to be.

He breaks from Galo's lips reluctantly and leans his forehead against the other man's. "Good?"

“Fantastic.” Galo replies as he gives him a little gentle squeeze. “Thanks. How about we ditch this place and you come back to the apartment they assigned for me. You can catch a decent shower and I’ll make food.”
He leans back enough to run his thumb over Lio’s bottom lip.

“I’m not fancy but I can make decent food. Then we can track down your stuff.” And see where they placed Lio. But for a night Lio would be safe with a full belly.

Food and a hot shower sound amazing, honestly. So does sticking with Galo for the moment while they figure out what's going on. Lio Fotia is not the sort of person to allow himself to be vulnerable, to show any cracks in his armor, but there is something that feels almost frighteningly unguarded in this moment.

Maybe it's the touch over his lip, like he's not sure how to respond to warm, gentle treatment.

Something to worry about later. "Sounds like a good plan." He settles a hand against Galo's chest, touch lingering like he's reluctant to withdraw. "I should get dressed." He moves to stand then, slower than he means to on shaky legs as he draws up and off of Galo.

It feels natural to lightly support Lio as he gets to his feet. Galo follows suit. He glances to the side and there’s stuff to clean up with. He wipes himself down then pulls his pants back up. He tugs his shirt on and pauses.

No one is coming to demand what they’re doing and why. So this place really is all about sex. He taps a boot against the floor and crosses his arms, glaring at a passer by who turns to watch Lio like a hungry lion. He bears a bit of teeth. The stranger moves on and Galo snorts.

But when Lio is done getting dressed he smiles for him and offers an arm. “Just so no one gets any stupid ideas.” He says as a clarification.

Lio catches the tail end of that leering stranger and sends a look that's sharp enough it could draw blood if he tried just a little harder in the stranger's direction. And okay he's aware that Galo had a lot more to do with that ending as it did than he did, but he's still counting it as a win.

He cleans up quickly, eager to get into clothes both because of the chill and because he really doesn't need to be ogled at after banging the hot firefighter in the middle of a store. Tugging his gloves on, he turns back to Galo in time to see that offered arm.

It'd be a lie to say that something in him didn't bristle at the fact that Galo is probably right. But part of him feels oddly... warm about it too. Galo really does have his back here, even outside the whole battle-to-save-the-world thing. So Lio sighs but offers a small smile of his own before taking Galo's arm, gloved fingers wrapping around his bicep. "Probably a better idea than mine." His involves fire. Maybe a dragon.

"We got to be cautious and play by the rules until we figure this out then we can cut loose," Galo says in a low voice and moves closer. No one can get to Lio without getting to him.

This is a mess but, they're messy people. They'll figure this out.

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