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TDM #22


« « « 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 highrise. 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.

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.



» » » ALL ABOARD




After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.



« « « WINTER WONDERLAND




As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures.

Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again.



« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES


(cw: aphro, humiliation kink)

Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions.

Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation.

It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched.

Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise.



« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE


(cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)

A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold.

Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed.

• The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered.
• The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.
• The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy.
• The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike!

These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day.

One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny.

There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby.



« « « 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 likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive.

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!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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[personal profile] colorature 2022-03-25 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Don't mind her grip, especially if it's a little strong...]

Oh yes, I have. Three years now I think.
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[personal profile] colorature 2022-03-25 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It's quite hopeful and it's a sentiment she wouldn't have understood if she'd spoken to him a few years ago before coming here to Duplicity. Being kind wasn't something Diva knew how to be, at least not in a way that wasn't self serving. Even so, she'd come to learn.

"It's hard to be kind when you're treated terribly. You're a lot nicer than I am, Atsushi."
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[personal profile] trigeminalheadache 2022-03-26 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
The sensitivity had turned to heat, turned to need under her skin. She was feeling good all over, good turning into great as he started to move his hips. This position was so much better for this. Now, he was really able to push his fingers into her, the digits still slick with the magic that he used. Two fingers was enough, more than enough. They were slim enough to not be overwhelming, but the pair of them together gave her that feeling of fullness, of stretching. She gasped with each thrust, and before too long, she was pushing her hips back at him, her own movements trying to coax him along.
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[personal profile] proofofconcept 2022-03-26 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
The sounds she was making encouraged him, bracing his free hand on the back of the couch and fucking into her the best he could, looking for the pace that made her moan the loudest. He didn't know how much longer he could wait, but he was determined to make her come first, to serve well.
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-03-26 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's unfair, the ways in which he already knows how to play her body, where he knows to position his focus in terms of the quickest methods of building on the arousal that's become impossible to deny. It feels like a yawning beast inside her, one that's been straining to be unleashed, and now that it has she wants to keep feeding it until she can bed it back down again, until these effects have finally worn off — but maybe not even then. What's to stop her from seizing advantage of the privacy this house gives them to fuck him in his bed, or on the dining room table, or in the center of the floor in the kitchen?

Her hand flies up and smacks against his forearm before her fingers grip and dig in for a hold, his tendons flexing and shifting beneath her grasp, and when he fits a third finger into her alongside the rest she makes a keening sound, head thumping back against the wall. She can't even summon up the strength to move, to fuck herself on his hand, when he's thrusting them in her cunt this hard, churning her wetness; her hips rock outward and she uses her shoulders to brace herself as she nearly goes up onto her toes, body tensing with it. ]


Don't you dare stop, don't — [ The pressure is indescribable; she feels like a dam about to burst, building and building until there's nowhere for it to go but released from her, but instead of coming quickly she only ascends higher and higher as he works her over so furiously she can hear the slick sounds of it. A frustrated scream dies in her throat and she clutches onto him, knowing he'll make her come but only after this brief little torment where she teeters right on the verge of climax. ]
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[personal profile] blamedestiny 2022-03-26 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
( wouldn't it just be terrible if he did stop with his fingers still inside of her? but no, he's not going to do that. he's not going to deny her this because he knows that it has to be killing her to be so, so wound up and having had to wait to do anything about it.

he braces a hand against her hip and thrusts his fingers inside of her, thumb rubbing against her clit every single time he rocks those fingers inside of her. he swallows, watching her come apart against his wall, on his fingers and he doesn't think he's going to stop until she's come apart. he thinks he wants to watch her like this after what feels like a long, long time apart.

his fingers don't relent, his pace doesn't slow. he keeps pressing his fingers inside of her over and over again, going as deep as he's able before he twists them and pulls them out, making sure to pay attention to her clit when he moves his fingers back inside. )
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[personal profile] residentanimal 2022-03-27 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Randall bit Quentin's lip for mishandling the truth. "If I dragged, it's only because you kept trying to stop me. Not to get away, but to blow me right there in one of the alleys." Leaving out the inconvenient truth that he'd tried to stop them as often just to grind against each other a little. This was about teasing Quentin. About getting a little of his own equilibrium back from his earlier scare.

He kissed Quentin again before he could form any kind of retort. And also to say that he wasn't really looking to start any kind of an argument. He was just talking to talk, like he usually did. But right now, there were so many better options than talking.

But he couldn't help giving one last parting shot between kisses.

"Does this mean I get another blow job?"

Kidding. Totally kidding. There were much better ways he planned on using the fact that he was getting hard again.
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[personal profile] proofofconcept 2022-03-27 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
Quentin was fine with ceasing whatever weak attempt he might have made at further banter. He just rolled his eyes at the comment and kissed Randall again, hands now occupied with getting his jeans open, getting access to the dick he'd been promised. (Was the act of being hard and under him really a promise? Whatever.) He managed to get a hand in and wrapped around it, making a pleased sound against Randall's mouth as he gave it a few good strokes before going back to the all-important disrobing. Why had he pulled these up after the blowjob instead of pulling them down? A mystery.
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-03-27 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If he were to stop, she'd let more than a few curse words fly free; she's likely already doing it now, interspersed with harsher gasps for breath and louder moans, but she's too lost in pleasure to really consider anything that's coming out of her mouth right now. The fact that it's his hand working so steadily between her thighs, fingers stirring her harder and faster, rather than some image she's using to fuel her own touch — she didn't think she'd missed this between them that much, but she has.

She knows she can gyrate against his fingers a little harder now and he'll be able to take it, bear it with his strength, but she can't match his tempo when she's already spiraling higher and closer to her climax — and what's more, watching her do it.

Her gaze is locked to his now, unyielding, and when he pulls his fingers out of her she almost sobs at the lack, the emptiness, before he feeds them back inside; the next curving thrust, the next slide of his thumb over her clit is finally what does it and she bites down on her lower lip nearly hard enough to draw blood as she finally comes in a rippling squeeze around those three digits while her release soaks his palm. ]
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[personal profile] blamedestiny 2022-03-27 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
( she make a mess of his hand and if he weren't so focused on her, he might smile. but he is going to remember this, possibly remind her of it later. for now though, he keeps his fingers moving, wanting to touch her through that orgasm until she's too sensitive that she can't take it any longer.

his thumb brushes lazily over her clit, back and forth, before he stops that and just holds her, fingers still inside of her while she shivers and shudders and comes down. that should take the worst of the edge off from that cocoa but he's loathe to part with her just yet. )
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[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-03-28 12:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I-I'm really not!" Well, he's not not kind, but he assumes she's kind too. Besides, he doesn't deserve any credit, and while it's nice to have people think kindly of him, it's also kind of scary. What if he doesn't live up to expectations? "That is: I just try to be... not unkind."

He's not sure he always succeeds, either. Mostly, he does! But he does think he needs to be proactively helping more people - especially now that he's here. He can no longer rely on the Armed Detective Agency... He'll have to do it all himself.
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-03-31 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her climax staves the most urgent edge off of her need, and the relief of it floods through her in the meantime as she shakes almost uncontrollably, inwardly grateful that he doesn't move to immediately pull his fingers out. She wants him to stay inside while she writhes through every sensation, knowing he can likely feel her inner walls clenching and squeezing around him; it's the same when it's his cock inside her, and part of her shudders at the mere present thought of him replacing his fingers with something much larger.

Truly, she should be pushing him away, asserting the distance between them the first chance she gets, but instead she clutches onto him, fingers twisting in his shirt, chin tipping up just enough so that she can skim her mouth against his — seeking, searching, still wanting more. She could very well make it back to her own living quarters on her own power, deal with the sticky residue of her release between her thighs, but now she's just greedy enough to attempt to seize more from him while it's only the two of them alone together. ]
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[personal profile] blamedestiny 2022-04-01 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( he's not sure what her next move is to be now that she's not so desperate for touch and release. he doesn't move away from her, letting her make that decision and she seems to make it quickly enough, grabbing at his shirt and brushing her mouth against his.

geralt finally pulls his hand away from her cunt, slickness swiping against her clothes when he settles it on her hip and leans into that kiss, licking into her mouth and pressing her back into the wall once more.

he can feel his own arousal thrumming through his body but he waits, letting her settle down after that first orgasm so she can think clearly and decide what she wants from him. )
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[personal profile] trigeminalheadache 2022-04-02 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The sensation was amazing. It almost felt like there wasn't enough room inside her for his cock and his fingers, feeling unbelievably full. His every thrust drove him deeper into her, and her body responded, her muscles clenching around his shaft and his digits. The pressure building in her reached a tipping point. "I'm gonna... oh god. I'm gonna come again. I'm—"

Her words broke off, interrupted as her body tensed and her mouth opened in a yawning, trembling moan.
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[personal profile] proofofconcept 2022-04-02 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Quentin couldn't help the guttural sound he made and the shudder that ran through him as she clenched, but he stayed still. He let his fingers slip free after she'd ridden it out, shaking a little, his cock still hard inside her. He hadn't come, was trying so hard not to even as he teetered on the edge. That desire to be good and useful was still swirling through his brain, even though said brain was the consistency of applesauce. Good useful boys waited, good useful boys weren't greedy, didn't come too soon. Was it too soon? He didn't even know.
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-04-03 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The heat within her is not all-encompassing anymore, as if his touch had given her the opportunity to relinquish some of it with the force of her release on his fingers, and she doesn't even have it in her to feel embarrassed about practically drenching his hand, but the kiss between them still feels infused with fire, her tongue meeting his with a readiness that speaks to a willingness to continue.

She breaks from him only slightly, just enough to whisper across the shape of his mouth, her lips tender and swollen from the fervor with which they've already been rediscovering one another. ]


Don't you want to fuck me? [ Her arm shifts, enough for her to fit her hand into the diminished space that exists between their bodies so she can map the line of his cock through his pants, grinding her palm against the shape of him in an effort to make him groan aloud for her. Giving him a chance to say no, now that he's assisted her — because this next part won't necessarily be about coming to her aid anymore. ]
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-04-03 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ While Yennefer doesn't anticipate that this other woman will all but confirm the rising suspicion that she and Geralt have an attachment, hearing the words themselves is another matter; of course, learning that he'd been present in the city for a significant length of time had produced right along with it the thought that there would have been connections developed, especially in regards to the pesky matter of quota fulfillment. She had not thought to consider the possibility that he would have found more than that, especially with someone whose presence and demeanor hover a bit too close to her own for comfort.

But she has not professed any ownership in this matter, and given recent actions has even less of a leg to stand on in terms of a right to assert some sort of claim. Clearly, then, whatever Geralt has told this other woman about her affords a much more generous face to the situation than Yennefer herself has likely earned or deserved.

At the present moment, however, she sees no reason to correct any held assumptions — but it is the latter remark that piques much more for her in the way of interest. ]


A thought on which we can both agree.

[ She doesn't want to waste time here in feuding with someone else over a man — over Geralt especially, no less — as such pettiness feels significantly beneath her. She doesn't reach for the cocoa again, her gaze steady as she studies the woman seated across from her with open and unflinching attention. ]

I suppose the only question that remains is whether he can actually withstand the two of us at once.
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[personal profile] blamedestiny 2022-04-04 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
( the answer to that question is always. he always wants to fuck her no matter the circumstances. still, he can't help but hesitate slightly because this yennefer is very different from the one that had been there prior, distancing herself at every opportunity.

and now, here is this yennefer, asking him that question and he can't help but pause for a second. but he hopes he makes up for that by leaning in for another, harder kiss while he presses his hips into her hand.

he grinds against her, trying to get harder because that's a yes. yes, he wants to fuck her. )
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[personal profile] trigeminalheadache 2022-04-05 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
His sounds, that shudder, it was incredibly gratifying as her climax ebbed. He withdrew his fingers from her, leaving her with an oddly empty feeling where she'd never felt it before. But he was still inside her. Still inside her and... still hard? Her mind cleared from that wave of pleasure, her afterglow dulled by the realization that he hadn't come. "Quentin?" Caitlin turned her head, craning her neck to look at him behind her.

"Are you okay?" There was worry in her voice. "Was it... was it not good for you?" He could have been doing things just for her sake. Making the sounds. The shudder would have been harder, but she was sure it could just be demonstrative.
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[personal profile] choicely 2022-04-06 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's greedy enough not to ask again a second time, to be satisfied with this as confirmation as he thrusts forward into her grasp, what limited breadth there is of it given that she's still touching him through a layer. She has half a mind to ask him if he wants to do it right here, against the wall where any of the people who share this house could stumble upon them, but then she remembers she doesn't care about that either.

Her hands are a flurry between their bodies then, mostly with the aim of unfastening his trousers, trying to draw them open just enough so that she can reach in and take him out, wanting to stroke him to readiness once her grip slides across his thickening shaft.

She breaks the kiss on purpose, then, to feel his breaths, to hear his sounds, thumb circling the tip of his cock before she fists his length a little more tightly, her eyes opening to take in the sight of his face this close and whatever responses play across his features while she touches him. ]
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[personal profile] blamedestiny 2022-04-06 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
( his mouth tips open when she finally gets a hand around him and it's familiar and aching all at once. he's missed her. he's missed her being like this with him and even though there was a version of her here before, it was different. he liked that version too and it's hard to separate in his mind but he's missed her.

once she has his pants open enough, he takes one hand off of her and shoves them down, letting them fall around his thighs in not a too elegant gesture but she's right in that he doesn't care where they do it right now.

later, he'll take her to bed but he just wants her right now. he pants a bit as she strokes him, getting him harder and harder with each swipe of her fingers and twist of her wrist. )
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[personal profile] proofofconcept 2022-04-07 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Quentin could only make a needy sound. Between the aphro swirling in his mind -- be good, be useful, be a proper little fucktoy -- and how badly he did want to come, he couldn't form words. His hips still worked in little motions as he tried to get his brain in order enough to make a decision, or figure out words, or something.

"I wanna..." He trailed off before he got anywhere with that. "Have to...be good..." He buried his face in the crook of her neck, panting and shaking a little against her.
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[personal profile] residentanimal 2022-04-09 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
Hardly a mystery at the time. But the panic had ebbed now that Quentin wasn't crying and he absolutely wasn't arguing about getting his pants off now, especially since Quentin was being nice and giving Randall a helping hand. When his pants were off, he left Quentin to get his own boxers off and leaned over to the bedside table to grab the lube. He didn't know what Quentin wanted from him - at least not exactly - but he had a feeling that the lube was going to come in handy.

He pulled Quentin back into the same position over him once he'd grabbed the bottle. Quentin wasn't exactly small, but Randall shifted him around like he weighed nothing. He wrapped his hand in Quentin's hair and pulled him in for another kiss, hips thrusting in the direction of Quentin's hand as a suggestion to pick up where they'd left off before the pants had come off.
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[personal profile] proofofconcept 2022-04-09 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly it was kind of hot, being manhandled a little. He knew from, well, experience (don't think about Eliot) that he liked being hauled around, put where someone wanted him. The hand in his hair made him shiver, and he didn't need convincing to get his hand on that dick again.

"Come on, give it to me," he whispered, eager to get the prep going to get to the main event. His dick had gone down after sucking Randall off, but he was already hard and eager again, quick to get that way since he hadn't come before. "This how you want me?" It seemed so, but if Randall had a different favorite position, it was easier to move now.
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[personal profile] hadthehighground 2022-04-10 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Obi-Wan can’t help but chuckle as he watched McCoy pour over the different options. “Nothing too fancy,” he says while bending over to look himself. He didn’t want to alter from his humble appearance too much.

“Looking for something for your submissive?” A woman dominant says smoothly as she moves over to help them. “Might I recommend the topaz studs?” She says while looking between Obi-Wan and the jewelry case.