duplicitymemes | TDM #16

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TDM #16

« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « 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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Aoba doesn't really know what to think of that reaction. Is it good? Is it bad?! Should he be embarrassed? ... Okay, he's embarrassed regardless, because showing his dick is bad enough, but having it studied that way is on a whole other level.

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!)

With consent spoken, only then does Luxaela touch it, curling long, thick fingers around it, the pad of his thumb giving the underside of the head a little, gentle stroke.

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!

Aoba can't look at what Luxaela is doing, and yet he can't bring himself to look away, either. At this point, Aoba really can't tell anymore if the tingles he feels are legitimately from Luxaela's markings or if they're just part of the already-intensified arousal he's feeling, turning a large part of his brain into pure, blissful static.

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.

Ohh, yes, that's a good sound. Luxaela's expression glints, and before he can do much more than just rub, Aoba is cumming on his face. It's salty, and kinda bitter, but the consistency isn't much different from an Ileovoth's.

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.

Floating in post-orgasmic bliss, Aoba is oddly relieved, the restless need to climax having apparently been much stronger than he was aware of. But before he can truly wallow in that feeling, Luxaela takes him into his mouth, and all Aoba can do is let out a confused yelp.

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.

Luxaela's already pulling off on the first "stop" he hears, looking up at Aoba in worry, and sitting absolutely still as if the slightest breath he takes might make it worse. He takes a moment to make sure anything else is okay before letting out a breath, mindful not to just breathe on Aoba, as if even that might cause more discomfort.

"Sorry. You okay?"

"I'm -... I'm fine."

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.

"It's fine. Everyone has their limits."

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.

He's still -..?! Aoba doesn't know what to think of that - just how long do Ileovoth keep going?! - but Luxaela's explanation makes him feel unexpectedly warm and fuzzy. All this, just because of how he looked? That's... actually really cute.

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.

He doesn't expect any sort of touch at this point, but it's a warm and welcome surprise. He gasps as he feels Aoba's warm tongue against his coil, and he squeezes it reflexively, shivering hard as a small orgasm hits him with enough force to wrench the breath from his lungs. The added touch of his hand to it makes him let out a rather embarrassing mewl, back arching as his muscles twitch. His cheeks burn almost as brightly as his markings shine, and he casts unfocused red eyes to look at Aoba in bewilderment.

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."

Surely touching a wrist shouldn't be a big deal, and yet Aoba feels goosebumps come up all over his skin as Luxaela's fingers touch him there. He's starting to get a little aroused himself all over again - but this isn't about him. Not here and now.

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.

It's a squirmy thing, all too happy to be stroked and licked, but when it feels the warm sensation of an ovivent, Luxaela yelps as it plunges deep inside in one go, hips twitching and teeth bared as he shudders over and over again. It's hot inside, and he can feel himself stroking those soft, ridged inner walls. His ears burn hot, twitching and wiggling as he tries and fails to keep calm.

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.

Whoa, that is one eager penis..!

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.

"Fuck...!"

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.

It might be that hot chocolate from before, or Aoba might just be horny on main, but his pants are already starting to feel uncomfortable again, his arousal building up. Even so, he's not really inclined to do much about it - not for his own sake. He doesn't really know what's okay with these things, either, but hearing Luxaela call his name still does things to him, and that's enough to want him to try to do whatever Luxaela wants. (Not that Aoba is imagining that his dick will make a difference, compared to Luxaela's own, which is why he's not outright offering that. But he really is willing to do just about anything, that included.)

"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."

Nodding, Luxaela pulls his touch away from Aoba's face and shoulder, and uses his fingers to instead stretch the rim of his vent in invitation.

"...Anything. I'd like it if you put your dick in here. There's room in there for yours."

A beat, and he swallows, cheeks burning and breath shivering as his coil keeps fucking him, though it tapers towards a lazier pace.

"I'm willing to do all the work, if... you just want to sit back."

"I don't!" It comes out a little defensive, but he can't help it; he really doesn't want to just do nothing. He feels kind of bad for how little he's doing as it is - and if that's not entirely reasonable, well, that's how he feels all the same.

So, he knows what to do now, and he's definitely willing. It's just kind of weird when he's not exactly an expert... and then there's alien anatomy... but then, maybe that actually makes it easier..? (Why is he wasting time thinking about this stuff in the first place?!)

With Luxaela sitting, at least the height difference is mostly taken care of. Aoba strokes himself a little, making sure he's fully hard, as he positions himself closer to Luxaela's opening. The size of the man (er, alien) still makes this kind of weird, but... definitely not in a bad way. And it definitely looks wet enough in there... Pressing up against Luxaela's opening isn't so bad; the rest should be fine, then? It's just, somehow this feels like such a big deal, and like no big deal at the same time.

"Here I come..." Yeah, that's definitely a sexy thing to say, in the way that it isn't. But he couldn't bring himself to not at least say something.

With that, he adds a little pressure, trying not to force anything too fast.

Luxaela almost clenches from anticipation, shivering when that organ nudges against him. He feels it against his rim and along the lower half of his coil. Even if the warning isn't the sexiest thing around, it's appreciated, especially as he gathers the concentration to coax his muscles into relaxing.

Aoba's cock starts to slide in, his vent and coil twitching a little at the sensation of being both frotted and entered at the same time. His teeth chatter slightly from the giddy chills that hit him, and he groans as he starts to get used to it.

Luxaela's coil is hot and slippery, and his vent is soft and ridged, lined with countless soft nubs. It's a tighter fit than usual thanks to the coil in the way, even more so when it keeps trying to wriggle and thrust at the same time, but it's an easy enough fit thanks to how wet the alien is.

For a moment, Luxaela's vision is sightless as he focuses more inward than outward, thighs trembling as he hits another softer orgasmic wave, voice keening softly as he forces himself to keep from crying out louder. It definitely feels even wetter inside of Luxaela's vent, the slightest movement making incredibly lewd, audible sounds.

Instead, he gently wraps his legs around Aoba's waist, though there's a bit much of it thanks to his height.

"H--Haha, see? You fit..."

Aoba may not be the most experienced, but he's pretty sure that a lot of things about Luxaela's opening are very different from what a human's would be - which should come as no surprise, considering how different his dick was, but it's still an intense thing to feel. Luxaela's coil still trying to go crazy next to him is almost enough to send him over the edge all by itself, but thankfully he did just come already, and that saves him from an embarrassingly quick finish.

Slowly but steadily pressing inside, Aoba focuses on his breathing, trying to cling to something, anything, that isn't this intense overload of sensations.

"Of -... Of course." How much 'of course' applies in this situation is up for discussion, really, but he said what he said. "You're huge..." So it would be weirder if the smaller Aoba didn't fit, if what he's trying to say, even if their anatomy is different enough that literally anything is possible.

Another deep breath, and he pulls his hips back a little, in so far as Luxaela's legs allow - but how oversized they are compared to Aoba may actually give Aoba more space to move, here - before thrusting in again. He's still sort of careful, in part because he doesn't want to accidentally hurt Luxaela, and in part because... well, he doesn't want to come already! But even if he's not exactly pounding hard and fast, here, he's starting a steady pace, his breathing already shaky.

Given his very long legs, there's plenty of room for Aoba to pull out entirely, if he wants to.

He giggles at the "you're huge" comment, dazedly looking at his partner as the latter gets situated, and falls into a pleasant rhythm. The girth of Aoba's cock rubs up against his insides without any problems, though as he suspected, it doesn't reach as deep as he's used to.

Biting his lip, he gives his hips a little shake, seeing Aoba's already shivering breaths. His fingers fidget with some of his own long hair as he stretches out a little bit where he sits, half-slouched to keep his privates exposed.

"Hey. Go at whatever pace feels best for you right now. And, mmm, if that means going slower for now, go slower."

He flashes a fanged smile.

"Let me know if you want to make out, too. I mean. If my teeth don't scare you."

It's not that going slower feels better as such. It's just that, if Aoba went any faster, he's not sure he could last for very long - and his priority here is getting Luxaela off, not himself. But that is not only embarrassing, but also a lot to talk about in a purely technical sense, and he really needs to focus on other things right now.

... Then again... kissing might be the good kind of distraction.

"They don't scare me." Well, not in a bad way, at least. But they really don't bother him much at all - not at this point - even if they maybe should.

Thrusting back in, he holds where he is for a moment, and leans in, staring at Luxaela's mouth. He really does feel like kissing, and so that is what he does, though he starts it innocently. It's good enough for him, for the moment: even a barely-there touch of lips electrifies all his nerves.

"..No? I'm glad. I won't bite without permission." he murmurs, smiling faintly in reaction. Aoba's innocent kiss is very cute, and he shivers at the touch of something so soft. Ah, the proximity makes it impossible to negate all risk of touching his hair, and Aoba in kind.

"Accidental touches to my hair are okay. You?"

If the answer is any sort of affirmative, Luxaela will find it very easy to reciprocate more confidently (and will act on it!) Hair is just-- really, really important, and even Aoba has something up with his!

Even aching in arousal as he is, it's just that important to bring up. It's really hard to ignore his coil still wriggling inside of himself, and being able to feel Aoba's shape almost as keenly as when it was in his mouth!

Without permission... Why would anyone ever give permission for that? Aoba doesn't mean to judge, but he certainly doesn't understand.

That doesn't matter, though, since clearly it doesn't apply here and now. And maybe it's just an alien thing, anyway.

Still floating high from that kiss, his eyes mostly closed, Aoba hears Luxaela's words extra clearly, but still needs a moment of focus to reply. He should be more worried than he is, but somehow he's distantly aware of that, himself, worries about his hair and its nerves more instinct than conscious decision by now.

"Mhm. Just... be careful."

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