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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:
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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"It's fine." Especially since he's still wearing his borrowed skating clothes L O L... but, really, he's just incapable of thinking about any future consequences when he's so into things at the moment, even with those consequences emphatically pointed out to him. "Just do it."
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Letting out a strained moan, his coil convulses and twitches as he spills himself between them, and the fact that he isn't in control of the hand stroking the majority of his length has his knees shaking and his free hand gripping Aoba's shoulder with greater strength, enough to bruise, at worst.
Very pale pink cum spurts out in long waves from the delicate tip, dripping copiously over Aoba's forearm and clothing. A soft, whined moan slips past his lips as his hips give a shaky thrust, his coil twitching with the rest of his shivering body. His markings stay bright for now, and his knot swells up further before staying that larger size.
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Finally letting go of Luxaela's coil, Aoba raises his arm to better look at it. "It's pink..." Just barely, but still, a pretty color. Lifting his arm a bit further, he doesn't quite feel bold enough to taste the cum (at least, not yet), but he does get closer to sniff it.
Because apparently that's what you do with alien cum.
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Once released, Luxaela's coil doesn't quite let go of him yet, and in fact flails a little from the loss of body heat. Luxaela's quick to draw his grip forward a bit to steady it so it doesn't fling his bodily fluids everywhere.
"Ao~ba," he begins with shaky moan, "I'm still coming..."
His fluids continue to puddle on the floor, and it's all Luxaela can do to keep holding his dick long enough to at least not have an unsatisfying finish with Aoba no longer giving it any attention. Letting his eyes drift shut as he waits out the last pulses he has, and for the last softened waves of bliss to run their course, he pulls away enough to sit down on the nearest bench, to keep himself from falling over.
Are all humans-- no, there's no way all humans are like Aoba. Well, he thinks Aoba's human. Probably.
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Well. Looks like he really is still coming... and quite a sight it makes, too; the more so now that Aoba, from a small distance, has more attention to spare for Luxaela and what he's doing. It's positively intoxicating to look at, Aoba feeling his body respond, even if he's just sort of hovering awkwardly. (If he wasn't so fascinated by Luxaela, he might have considered doing something about his own arousal, but he's just enjoying the show too much!)
Then it's over... but then, didn't Aoba think that before, too?
"Are you... finished?" Definitely not a weird thing to ask when someone is drowning in post-orgasmic bliss, nope.
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"How would you feel if I asked you that?" he replies somewhat bitterly, brow furrowing. Perhaps he's feeling more sober now that he's climaxed, and usually-- he has a little more sheepishness to his own nudity.
Resigning himself to getting dressed as soon as he can move again, his gaze flicks up towards Aoba again, noticing the tent in the other man's pants in the process.
"I can't tell if you mean it genuinely or to insult me."
His arms fold defensively against his chest, and he ignores how his legs still tremble, his coil twitching in the remnants of his own cum. The knot is too big right now to allow the appendage to retract.
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"I only wanted to know!" A slightly over-defensive reaction, before he explains a bit. "That was a really, really long time to come."
But that's still no excuse, is it? Even if he didn't mean anything by his question outside of its literal meaning, he kind of treated Luxaela like a scientific experiment more than a person, and that is not okay - even if, again, he didn't mean any harm.
Meanwhile Luxaela's dick is still lowkey doing its thing, and somehow that reminder of what happened makes this more awkward. Or maybe it's the fact that Aoba is still kind of turned on, while also trying not to be.
"Do you need a towel, or..." There may be towels around? And then he can at least try to help Luxaela clean himself up some.
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"A towel would be nice. And my kind's orgasm lasts awhile because we have this knot. Do humans not have it similar?" He's careful to ask gently, gaze dropping a bit to Aoba's lap again.
"I mean, given the heat signature, it looks a lot different than mine, but I can't see anything clearly, and even shape doesn't mean much, sometimes. Do you... will you be okay like that? It is my understanding that some sentient species feel embarrassment to... have it on display, even through clothing.
"And the same is usually said for me, too. I'm not sure why I was so cavalier earlier."
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Which is halfway missing the point, but Aoba is embarrassed, and while he could maybe-possibly convince himself that the tent in his clothing isn't as obvious as it probably is, the reminder that Luxaela has heat vision, combined with what that means for the visibility of Aoba's erection, is absolutely mortifying.
That doesn't change the fact that Luxaela deserves to see it in return. Even apart from the physical discomfort, it would really be worse if Aoba didn't show his dick, now...
"We definitely don't have a knot." Which comes out halfway defensive again, like having a knot is a bad thing - and it's not, but Aoba is quite happy without one, thanks! Anyway, he should press on before he chickens out... which is easier said than done now that he's on the receiving end of this not-quite-scientific-study exchange.
But he can't back out. That would be a really shitty move. And so he undoes his pants, pushing them just past his hips, and his underwear is quick to follow. Welp, he sure is standing here with his dick out, now... The embarrassment is borderline enough to kill his previous arousal. But maybe that's also partly because, compared to Luxaela's dick, which is big, and even (dare he think it?) pretty, Aoba's is an odd-shaped lump of flesh with some hair stuck on for good measure. He's never had a problem with that - that's just how dicks look - but now he feels weird!
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Towel forgotten, Luxaela's eyes widen to see what Aoba has, and all at once he has an idea as to maybe how Aoba was feeling looking at his coil. It's fascinating that it doesn't evert - there isn't even a sheath for it to hide in! - and... oh, oh that is some cute body hair.
Getting up, he then crouches down on the floor to see it better, and he starts to reach out and touch, but stops himself.
He looks up at Aoba.
"Is it alright if I touch?"
Meanwhile, his coil is still doing its own thing, the knot it has finally, slowly starting to reverse its swelling.
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It doesn't keep him from being turned on, though. In fact, he's decidedly not getting softer...
"Mhm... It's fine."
He's not sure if it's fine, on a moral level. But he can hardly deny Luxaela the right to touch his dick in return! And, of course... it's not like Aoba doesn't want him to touch. It's just... awkward? It feels vaguely like taking advantage, somehow - like he's using Luxaela to get off.
(That would be a more understandable concern if he hadn't literally jerked Luxaela off just before, but there you go. The laws of horny don't always obey the rules of logic!)
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Biting his lip with a sharp tooth, he resists the urge to call it cute, and instead pushes his face closer to draw it against his cheek, unnoticing of the fact that the almost-electrical charge of his markings are capable of sending tingles to Aoba's dick.
Only once he's got a good eyeful does he notice the... thing hanging beneath. It looks delicate, and he's equally careful when he takes Aoba's balls in the other hand, cradled against his fingers.
It's so freakin' cute, he thinks!
But unlike Aoba's raw curiosity, Luxaela decides to touch him with purpose, now. His fingertips delicately stroke both his balls and his shaft at once, letting the organ rub against his cheek. If it makes a mess on him, well, that's what getting a towel for, later, is for!
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He's not entirely out of this world yet, though, and when he accidentally lets out the softest hint of a moan, suddenly he feels even more like the attention of the entire world (which Luxaela currently is, apparently) is on him, and he hurriedly brings a hand to his mouth, biting down on it in an attempt to stay quiet. It doesn't really work, except maybe making his noises more inclined to be silly mewls than outright moans, but there you go! Have a nice(?), common(??) human sex habit for your perusal.
Between the cheek rubbing (who even does that?! ... but damn it feels nice) and the inclusion of his balls in the play, Aoba's already unnaturally increased arousal soon overflows, somehow sneaking up on him, and he doesn't even have the time (yet) to be ashamed of it when he climaxes, indeed dirtying Luxaela's face and God knows what else in the process.
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But-- he can see the appeal. Unlike an Ileovoth's coil, Aoba's is thick all the way through, and firm. It doesn't appear to be prehensile, and while he's accustomed to feeling something writhing deep inside, this is no less appealing.
The raw pressure something like this must give...!
And so, unabashedly, he puts the whole damned thing in his mouth, mindful of his many sharp teeth, and letting his tongue rub and glide over his cock. He then abruptly softens his attention, recalling that Aoba seemed confused as to how long an Ileovoth orgasm is, so maybe a human's is shorter?
Either way, shoving it into his mouth does help clean the human up a little. And feeling it against his tongue, he can get a better idea of how it would feel to have it inserted into other places.
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He's certainly not complaining, though; not yet. It feels pretty amazing, and since Luxaela softens his touches, Aoba can enjoy them for long, long seconds, letting out a moan after all. (Somewhere in all this nonsense, he has apparently let his hand drop from his mouth again.) Sadly, the human orgasm is indeed very short, Aoba's already all but over - and then it no longer matters how soft Luxaela's touches are, because literally any contact is closer to agony than anything else.
"S-Stop... Stop!"
It's really weird how things can go from 'amazing' to painful in the span of a breath, but it really can't be helped: Aoba will do his best to scramble back, whether Luxaela releases him or not. It's not that he blames Luxaela for this, of course! He just can't think beyond the desperate need to stop the over-stimulation.
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"Sorry. You okay?"
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That was really, stupidly intense for a moment there. Aoba is breathing hard, but he's making a quick recovery from the overstimulation, at least, the broken shards of his brain piecing themselves back together
apart from the obvious. He really needed to end things as soon as possible when he did, but in spite of that, he feels kind of bad for doing so. Luxaela was spoiling him in a way nobody ever had before, and Aoba cut him off just like that..."Sorry, I just -... It got a bit much."
... Yeaaaah, saying that doesn't make him feel any better. It just makes him feel ridiculous.
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His gaze flicks down to Aoba's cock, tempted only hypothetically to touch it again, and he gives Aoba's hip a little stroke with his fingers. Luxaela himself is still half-hard, the knot having receded and part of his coil retracted into his body.
He sits back a bit to handle it himself, letting it literally wrap around his hand as he strokes himself a little hesitantly. Remembering Aoba's orgasm has him shivering, and he peers up at the human with a somewhat listless gaze.
"Sorry, I'm still-- seeing your pleasure was way too hot."
Leaning back, he shoves a couple of fingers into his arousal-softened ovivent, and bites on his lip in order to keep quiet, only to hum when the taste of Aoba's cum touches his tongue again.
Eagerly, his coil starts to evert again, the need to chase one more, or even several more, orgasms nagging at the base of his brain.
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He doesn't know quite what to do with that ovivent, but the very least he can do is what Luxaela did for him just before. Kneeling in front of Luxaela, he licks his lips. Somehow, he doesn't mind doing this at all, but at the same time, he doesn't really know where to start, or -... Well, he can always just ask.
"Tell me... what feels good. Okay?"
He'll lean in regardless, venturing a hesitant lick to Luxaela's coil, where it's wrapped around his hand. Then he'll use his hand, too, to see if he can take over Luxaela's stroking - or just stroke parts of the coil that Luxaela can't reach.
This is Aoba's fault, after all. Of course he'll take responsibility.
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He lets Aoba take control with his hand, his coil twitching and writhing as it continues to leak cum from his small orgasm. But he's still not done yet, and he whimpers as he shoves his hips against Aoba's hand and mouth.
He imagines what it might feel like to bury his coil inside of Aoba. Would it be as warm as his tongue? As soft?
He tilts his head as if to bunt horns with Aoba, only to remember that he has none. Forehead's no go, either, because his hair's in the way... shit.
He decides to link their free hands together, lacing fingers together. The length of Luxaela's fingers make it easy to brush Aoba's wrist. The contact helps, as Aoba's continued touch prolongs his orgasm to blissful heights.
"Please-- shove something in. Here."
Pointedly, he uses his fingers to stretch his ovivent open, but quickly loses focus, using them to keep stroking himself inside. Fluid drips out past his fingers and down his knuckles.
"Fingers, your dick-- or fuck, help me shove my own coil in there."
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Luxaela's own coil, in there?! That's not something Aoba was expecting, and he was honestly happy to do whatever he could for Luxaela, himself... but now he wants to see it. He really, really wants to see it! And so he uses his hand to guide Luxaela's coil to that opening, stroking it all the way. He wants to see his happening, but... once Luxaela is inside of himself, Aoba will find something else to do. Maybe he can lick and mouth that knot, when it shows up properly again? That seems like a plan.
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It thrusts in and out of him in earnest, and Luxaela can only hold onto Aoba's arms for the ride, too excited to do much else for now. The knot comes out again, too, and Luxaela is easily taking every possible inch of himself (which is, easily, half a meter long, minus the knot itself,) and presses against his body even as the appendage strains to shove itself in deeper still.
Perhaps strangely, as desperately as he's holding onto Aoba, there's a distinct care he's taking not to dig in too hard, his hands shivering in the process of using restraint.
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It's a fascinating sight, even if it also makes Aoba feel like a bit of a peeper. He's all too happy to let Luxaela hold him; that's the least he can do! But it's also not enough, because... how could he just watch and do nothing?
With Luxaela holding his arms, he decides to embark on his plan to at least use his mouth, then, because no matter how capable Luxaela is of fucking himself (which is a fascinating point in its own right), there will always be some part of his coil that can't fit in there! And so that is what Aoba targets, licking and nuzzling and generally doing his awkward best to contribute at least a little to Luxaela's pleasure, even if it feels a bit superfluous.
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The sensations of Aoba's skin and tongue against his knot have him keening and cursing, eagerly pushing his hips against his partner's face. His coil stirs up his insides even more excitedly, squirming against the deeper parts of his ovivent. Another's coil might be able to reach the deepest parts thanks to their knot, but Luxaela will take what he can get since he's not sure how long Aoba needs - or wants - to abstain from here on out.
It does feel a little awkward. Here he is getting off mostly by himself and not doing anything for his partner...
Aoba's tongue is so soft... what would it feel like wrapped against his own?
Gently, carefully, he brushes the pads of his fingertips against Aoba's cheek, still mindful not to touch his hair at all.
"Aoba..."
Legs shivering, he bites on his lip again as he reflexively explores the contours of Aoba's cheek. His skin is soft, too...
But he knows part of it is only because of his post-orgasm state, especially since he's working towards another one.
His thoughts drift to what it might feel like for this stranger's cock to be the one inside of him, instead. What it lacks in raw length and endurance, it seems to make up for in girth and stability.
The sounds of his coil ravishing his vent are loud and lewd in his ears, a mixture of both seminal and vent fluid dripping out of him and along his ass.
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"What... can I do?" Speaking proves a little harder than he was expecting, arousal messing up his breathing a bit. But it's not like he needs to talk really loudly when they're so close, anyway. "Tell me what you want."
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