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TDM #22
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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. |
 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. |
 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. |
 (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. |
 (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. |
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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Take over?
[That's concerning! But Kainé seems to be not too worried about it, so perhaps... it's not that big of a deal? Haha... he hopes he's right.]
I can see that you have two souls. 'Tis a gift I've had all of my life- I'm far from the only one who can see them, of course, but you would be hard pressed to find someone with stronger sight than I.
[The only thing about himself that he's proud of is his ability to see souls. Everything else... well, he's mediocre at best.]
I am Hythlodaeus. A pleasure to meet you despite the circumstances... I was, unfortunately, assigned Submissive. Nobody has been too terribly rude to me yet, but I have noticed the strange looks I've been receiving.
[Looks of disdain, and in some cases pity. His eyes flick to her chest again and he mentally chastises himself. Stop it. His mild irritation with himself causes his smile to falter for a moment.]
Help would be appreciated, if you would offer it. I'm unsure of how I would repay you, however.
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Kainé's not concerned at the moment of her Shade taking over. For now, she has one partner to spar with to keep the violence and bloodlust requirements (It's quite stupid... if she becomes 'too nice' it's over.) On other occaisions, she relies on the mental and physical affection she gets from her other partner to give her strength.]
You got other sets of clothes? You look like you could use a warm jacket.
And don't worry about paying me back. I got a job as a house fighter at the Arena. Between pay and winnings. I do pretty good. I came from shit back home. I know what it's like.
It's just the same. I get the dirty looks, the whispers behind my back, people hiding in their homes. Was kicked out of my village at a young age. So believe me, if I can pay it forward, I will. No one deserves to live like that.
[Despite her icy exterior, she does have a soft side, that seems to come out more and more the more she interacts with those that got fucked over here.]
C'mon, let's start with some clothes.
[With that, starts to lead the way to the shopping district. She also continues to try to ignore the thoughts of skipping the clothes, both sets, alltogether. She has a slight curiosity if Hythlodaeus is feeling the effects as well, or if he's one of the lucky ones that this shit doesn't effect. She laughs through her nose as she tries to make idle conversation.]
You pay much attention at that damn Orientation thing they forced us all to sit through?
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[He's never worn different clothing before. As Kainé turns around, his eyes instinctively go straight to her behind (again, he's cross with himself) and he flushes. That covers nothing! Oh, he hopes her idea of clothing for him isn't in a similar vein...
Partly because then it would be completely obvious that he's using his robe to hide what that drink did to him.]
Oh, I tried. That poor man, forced to kneel at the front of the train.
[A Submissive, like him. Will he be expected to do such a thing? He refuses. He will not be made to kneel on request. He clears his throat, keeping his eyes pointedly off Kainé and on their surroundings.]
The, ah... drink. It... does food consumed here usually have such effects?
[He doesn't want to bring attention to how he feels, but it's all he can think about and it's getting worse.]
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[Not even her Shade powers would let her get away with that. The SIN Guards would completely overwhelm her and put her in one of those collars that they did Tommy.
Don't worry Hythlodaeus, she only dresses herself this way. She's actually got pretty good taste in fashion.
She pauses abruptly with the mention of the drink, her pale cheeks heating up again. One would think she'd be used to this part, but nope.]
You're feeling it too? Fuck, I'm sorry. It does get worse the longer you try to fight it, until you literally want to jump the nearest stranger. They weren't kidding about that Quota bullshit.[She swallows] There's... a way to get the effects to lift... [She has to take a deep breath before she can get the rest out] We can... go somewhere private... and help each other out...
[Hopefully with the mention of Quota he will get what she's talking about. Unless he wasn't paying any attention during Orientation.]
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Oh-
[Well. It's not every day he gets propositioned like this! This would usually be the part where he'd politely decline, because he doesn't know her yet- but his body heats up more at the idea, until he can barely think. He opens his mouth before he can really consider his answer, as a result.]
I would be grateful.
[She has been awfully kind to him. There could surely be worse people to do this with. It's better than accosting an innocent stranger. That would certainly be embarrassing, whereas this can be discreet.]
If you have somewhere in mind, I would follow you there.
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She still has the matter of her body to explain and she gets a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that is quickly overwhelmed by impatient needs.
Kainé grabs his hand, her grip stronger than a woman of her size and stature should have, but quickly rectifies it by loosening her hold.]
Because LIEs is constantly pulling this crap, at least they have the decency to provide a shit ton of inns (as she knows them in her world) just for this purpose.
[She gestures around them and indeed, about every other building is a hotel of some kind. Some are fancier than others and some even look to be themed. At this point, Kainé is antsy so she really doesn't give a shit and pulls Hythlodaeus towards the closest establishment, which isn't that bad. Entering the lobby, the place is actually pretty nice.
Kainé leads the way to the counter and the clerk, an apparent Native of Duplicity, takes one look at the both of them with flushed faces and knows exactly what they want.
He holds out his hand for Kainé's device, scans it and hands her a key card. As Kainé guides Hythlodaeus to go find their room, the clerk calls after them.]
Have fun! And you, Submissive, do your job and please the lady well.
[Kainé stops dead in her tracks, just about to turn around, waltz right back there, and punch the guy for the comment, but she doesn't feel like getting a Citation today. So she slowly resumes leading her companion away, grumbling as she does so.]
For fuck's sake, ignore that shit. We're equals, got it?
[They make it to the correct room and Kainé slams the key card in the slot and shoves the door open. She lets go of his hand because by this time she has to hold herself back from literally dragging him in and throwing him to the bed. (Not that she'd mind if he did so to her)]
Shit...
[She curses under her breath and bites her lip; anxiously shifting and toying with her hands as she waits for Hythlodaeus to get situated.]
marking as nsfw!
I'm glad that you think so.
[He likely wouldn't be taking her up on the offer had she been treating him like- well, a Submissive. But despite that, he feels like he has something to prove now. So as soon as they're inside and the door is locked, he strides across the room and kisses her.
Hmph. Submissive. Even if Kainé is gracious enough to treat him as her equal, he still wants to prove it to himself. He prides himself on being unflappable in most situations, so why should this be any different? He won't let this place tear him down. His hands rest on her shoulders, grip firm even though there's care behind it too. It leaves room for her to pull away if she isn't ready.]
Yup, it's gonna get nsfw up in here!
Now that we're in private. Before we do this... there's something I gotta tell you.
[Her tone is a lot more serious, almost demure compared to her earlier demeanor. She takes an uncertain breath, steps back a tiny bit, but not enough to jar his hands in order to show she's still interested.]
You see... I'm... different. My body is... I... was born... a freak...
[That's all Kainé knows of it. All she's ever been told by the villagers of the Aerie (who literally ostracized her for it), everyone, except Grandma, Nier, and very few people here who she's disclosed her secret to. She averts her gaze, a look of shame crossing her features briefly before she steels herself again. Perhaps the cocoa is providing a little extra courage here.]
I'll show you what I mean and if you wanna leave, I get it.
[Kainé glances to one of his hands on her shoulder and takes it in hers, gently drawing it down the length of her body but pausing at her stomach. A brief flashback of the traveling priestess comes to the forefront of her mind and she has to shake her head to recompose herself.]
Sorry, bad memory.
[She continues guiding his hand down and surprisingly, or maybe not so much considering what they've come here to do, between her thighs; allowing him to feel the heat of her womanhood.]
I'm a woman, but...
[And then she trails his hand higher, placing it over the part of herself she hates so much, a distinct bulge.]
I was also born with this.
[Kainé releases his hand, dropping both of her own to her sides and looks away, sighing dejectedly and waiting for what she thinks is probably the inevitable.]
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He fully expects the first thing she touches his hand upon. The second thing, he doesn't. But rather than act with any kind of disgust, he simply looks thoughtful for a moment.]
You were born... different, perhaps. That, I cannot deny.
[Still, he favours her with a gentle smile.]
Ah, but a freak that does not make! Nay, it simply means that you are special, friend.
[The hand on her shoulder moves to cup her cheek instead, aiming to tip her head back up to face him.]
Yes, special. Pray do not let anybody tell you otherwise.
[It may be unexpected, but he finds no reason to be revolted by her. Nor does he see any reason to pull away.]
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But that smile, it's sincere, and his words don't seem forced. Most importantly, he hasn't rejected her.
Guided by his hand on her cheek, she tilts her head and meets his gaze with her own wide yellow-grey one. She's speechless for a long while, but something about the exchange only gets her blood heated more.
Her response is to cup the back of his neck with one hand, and abruptly draw him down, putting all her feelings and gratitude into a fiercely passionate kiss.]
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With one hand still at her cheek, the other moves to rest at her waist before creeping around to her back to find how to unlace her top. Surely there's something here, a tie or...?]
Btw, she's short without heels. She's 5'7" in heels, 5'5" otherwise
Her other arm wraps around his neck as she kicks her heels of and to the side. She smiles against his lips, then parts them invitingly as she feels his hand searching for the tie to her lingerie top. Which he will find very easily, it's a large bow at the small of her back. The straps at her front may seem complicated, but they're really just like any other thin strapped garment and can be slid from her shoulders. Lastly there is another bow in the front holding a strap around her back closed. Helpfully, she'll shift in any way to make undressing her easier, but won't quite break the liplock as she does so. When he's almost figured it out, her own hands drop to his back, searching for some sort of closure to his robe as well.
Eventually she has to break for air, but doesn't pull away. She feels the need to clarify one thing.]
The bandages stay. Anything else is fair game.
[It's not a matter of shame this time. She doesn't want to give her Shade even the smallest inch to overpower her.]
he is almost a foot taller LOL god bless
His eyes open and he gazes at her through his lashes as she states her conditions for continuing. He's not sure why the bandages are even there, but he nods anyway.]
I will refrain from touching them.
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Kainé flushes sheepishly when she realizes she was going about undressing him all wrong and his help is greatly appreciated. However, his lean yet toned build isn't lost on her. It seems men with such frames are her type.
Once his robe is removed to the waist as is Kainé's top, she's now in only her panties (which lace up the back,) and wrapped left arm and leg bandaged up to her thigh. Her own build is also toned as she has spent much of her life fighting Shades and hunting for food; nor being allowed in towns and villages as it were.
Kainé moves back in, pressing her front to his and rests her hands on his chest briefly before sliding them down to his hips and shrugging the rest of the garment off to allow it to pool at his feet. She shivers with the skin to skin contact, the peaks of her breasts already pebbling. She gazes up at him with a smirk.]
I knew there was something good under that robe.
[[ooc: I got another video for you!]]
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[He seems gently amused by the comment, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts as he'd wanted to do before they came here. His thumbs circle the nipples before flicking over them, before he moves to kiss her briefly again.]
I am glad I do not disappoint, truly.
[Murmuring against her lips, he starts to lead her towards the bed. He can focus on her underwear once she's settled. He's still in his shoes and leggings, but after gesturing for Kainé to get situated on the bed he leans down to unlace his shoes and kick them off. Then he works on his leggings, unlacing the side of them and letting them and the skirt fall to the ground.]
((That video is canon and you can't convince me otherwise))
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She returns the kiss, plucking at his lips between his words and allows him with no resistance to back her towards the bed. Crawling on once there, she perches with her legs losely tucked to the side as he removes his shoes, skirt and leggings. Nothing about his attire strikes her as weird, it would fit many of the people in her own world. She imagines he might have a position in a village similar to Popola back in his home. Oh! But there's one more important thing she's got to do. She brings her hands up to delicately remove the Lunar Tear flower from her hair and gently sets it on the bedside table.
When he stands completely nude before her, she still can't help the slight dusting of pink on her cheeks. After all, Hythlodaeus would be only the second man she's done this with and only her third partner in general. She reaches a hand invitingly towards him, her eyes still bright with heat, her body still filled with want, the anticipation causing her heartbeat to quicken.]
[[ooc: Yes! I knew you'd enjoy it!]]
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There's nothing but want in his gaze as he takes her in fully, and he soon kisses her again with far more passion than before. His fingers trail down the middle of her stomach and down to her cock, where he tests the waters by curling his fingers around her and giving her a few slow strokes. When he breaks the kiss, he pulls back to look down at her with a smile.]
Utterly beautiful...
[With that blush on her cheeks, she looks radiant. His thumb teases the head of her length as he speaks, hoping to coax some sounds from her.]
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Kainé shivers as his hand trails lower and she can't help her body's automatic reaction to buck slightly when his digits curl around her length. She wasn't expecting him to actually want to touch her there, and as he continues his ministrations, a soft moan escapes into the kiss.
Her breath catches with the compliment, still unused to hearing such things. Duplicity sure is one strange place. All she can do is offer a small smile then enthusiastically claim his lips again with an ardent kiss of her own. She tries to put all her complicated feelings into the liplock, her eyes fluttering closed. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him closer.
Despite her rough and boisterous show earlier, she's surprisingly gentle in bed so far, and the sounds he evokes from her are soft and somewhat quiet, but there's no doubt that she's enjoying herself.
As distracted as she is with his attentions to her hardening arousal, she manages to continue her own explorations, hands sliding down his sides and back up again; kneading the taut muscles. Her fingers trace the lines of his chest and lower to his stomach and abdomen, digits caressing the dips and planes of the muscles.
She parts her lips and runs her tongue along his lower lip, inviting him to deepen the kiss should he want.]
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Honestly, he's ready to press into her already. But he waits, wanting to make sure Kainé is completely ready first. As she hardens in his hand he continues to stroke her, slow and steady, and by the time he stops he's aching for touch to his own cock- an ache which he ignores.
Hythlodaeus instead slips a finger between her legs properly, wanting to feel how wet she is. That will be the better judge of how ready she is, he thinks. He pulls back from the kiss as he does so, kissing at her neck as he murmurs in her ear.]
Whenever you're ready...
[He presses a soft kiss below her ear, then nips at the lobe, idly moving his hand to stroke at himself a few times just to sate the burning ache in his groin. All it does is make him want her more, his breath coming out in a shaky huff by her cheek.]
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Kainé offers a smirk and raises an eyebrow glancing playfully out of the corner of her eye before tilting his cock towards her entrance.]
What do you think?
[Huffing a laugh through her nose, she shifts her hips for better access; her hands releasing his to entwine into his hair. That braid is going to look pretty mussed by the time she's done with him.]
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He stops partway in to let her adjust to him, and then again when he's pressed deep inside her. It's a lot of work to keep his hips still, but he's nothing if not a considerate lover and he wouldn't want to make Kainé feel uncomfortable. He only starts moving in earnest when it becomes unbearable, moving to kiss her again and wrap his fingers back around her cock, stroking her in time with his thrusts.
At least those, he keeps slow for now. He wants to build her up gradually, and hopefully draw more of those delightful sounds from her.]
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She tries to concentrate on the kiss, but it seems Hythlodaeus has found what really drives her crazy; having both sexes pleasured at once and a pooling warmth starts to coil low in her belly.
Even with the slower pace, her grip in his hair tightens and her hands slide down his back instead, nails grazing the skin on the way to his rear, where she gives a good squeeze.
Kainé breaks the kiss, panting heavily as her head falls back and she arches into him, her hands now restlessly sliding along his back. Her head lulls from side to side as sounds of pleasure fall from her lips. She's able to compose herself for one brief second to give another smirk before abruptly wrapping her legs around his middle and rolling her hips in a not so subtle hint of her impatience.]
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Impatient, I see.
[Hythlodaeus bites at her neck, sucking at the skin. He wonders how she feels about being marked- he decides to test the waters by leaving a few anyway, small ones that will fade within a couple of days. His hips keep moving at a steady pace, his hand still working her cock carefully, as he moves to huff in her ear softly. He can feel the tension coiling in his stomach, the ache between his thighs that only gets progressively more desperate the more he continues.]
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Damn right I am. Hope you're up for what you've gotten into...
[The warning is barely out, when he starts to move faster. She gasps sharply when she feels his teeth on her neck, just above the bandages. Only a slight thought registers of what he's doing but it's gone as she's quickly overcome with all the sensations it's evoking; the prick of pain mixed with the heat of pleasure and how with each slide of his shaft along her slick walls has her inner muscles fluttering and the pressure in her low belly building. How he continues to pump her length in time with his thrusts and the fire his grip leaves in its wake.
Her hands freeze, grasp strengthening on his back enough to divot the skin, nails leaving dents as her thighs tighten around his waist. Her legs start to tremble as she too becomes desperate for release and the noises that he coaxes from her come higher in pitch and intensity. Her eyes squeeze shut as her breath becomes ragged and her chest heaves. Her mouth falls open and she buries her face in his hair and the side of his neck as she meets him thrust for thrust and reaches for her edge.]
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He's so close- he strokes her faster, free hand gripping the sheets beneath them tightly. The spark of pain from her nails goes straight to his cock and he lets out a breathy groan, hips suddenly picking up speed at an irregular pace as he reaches his climax.
He doesn't bother to muffle his cry of pleasure at that, spilling inside of her. He keeps thrusting into her as he rides it out, pressing feverish kisses to her jaw and throat.]
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It's 5am! What is sleep? \o/
lol RIP (i say at 3am)
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We can probably wrap this up with your next?
Yup!