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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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They've never actually slept together before. Kazu realizes it while he's washing up before bed, and it seems like an odd thing. They're practically getting married tomorrow, intending to go straight for a permanent contract, and they've never slept together. In the same place, sure, but this feels different. Feeling oddly nervous about it he dries his face and turns off the light, heading back out to find Val standing at the window watching the snow fall.
"It's still going?" He comes up behind Val, wrapping both arms around the other man's waist and looking over his shoulder. "It'll be knee high by morning, at this rate."
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One of Val's arms settles over Kazu's and he tilts his head to nose at Kazu's jaw, letting out a content sigh before turning back to the view outside. "Most likely. It has been a long time since I've seen snowfall this sustained."
Not at all the first time, but his hometown and the worst of its winters is years behind him now. There's a weird, almost melancholy, quality to watching the snow fall in this strange new place; just watching it gather makes a chill he knows isn't really there settle under his skin. Still, it isn't enough to stop him watching.
Nothing much matters to him tonight outside the confines of the apartment, anyway. Kazu is real and warm at his back, and no matter how many hours pass since they found each other that never becomes any less of a relief. In the moments Kazu is out of sight it is far too easy to start to wonder, again, if this is all some strange dream he'll wake up from in the morning, but when he's right there those thoughts all but disappear.
"Hopefully it does not get so bad that going out tomorrow becomes... inadvisable. Though there are worse things than being trapped inside together, I suppose."
But he would like to get the paperwork signed as soon as possible. Everything is moving so fast, now, and yet somehow not fast enough because as frustrating as the system they're stuck in is, he has no actual hesitation about the commitment they're making. Not in and of itself. Ah, how very surprised the him of only a year ago would have been to hear that.
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"As much as I'd enjoy that, we'd risk a citation. Inadvisable or not, I've got to go out tomorrow, so the contract office had better be open."
He has no intention of spending nights apart in the foreseeable future, not if they can help it. A little snow certainly isn't going to stand in his way.
"Are you tired?"
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Val makes his own little frustrated noise at the word 'citation', but the stubborn determination to deal with it one way or another makes him smile. He squeezes the back of Kazu's hand, and lets his head fall back against him.
"I haven't had a full night's rest in days. Yet I do not know if I'm quite prepared to sleep just yet."
In other words: yes, he's tired, but he's not sure he's ready to fully surrender the evening to sleep right away, either.
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He chuckles softly, teasing in return, "Mm, you could try," and the teasing tone is still there, stronger even, when he continues, lifting his other hand back to cup Kazu's face and turning to press a kiss to the corner of Kazu's lips. "Hm. That would be a fun way to pass some time, but you may have the wrong idea about who'll be doing the dragging."
Then, soft and honest: "Mostly— I want more time. We could sit in total silence and I'd be happy, right now."
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Oh, Val.
"I won't disappear if you close your eyes. Promise."
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With one more squeeze of the back of Kazu's hand, Val turns himself around in the embrace so he's facing him instead, draping his arms around his neck and playing with the back of his hair.
When Val says, "You better be good at keeping your promises," there's still a note of humour, to it, but it's not hard to miss the emotion under it. He knows, really, that Kazu is going absolutely nowhere—it doesn't stop the fear completely, it can't, but he can still focus on how very here Kazu really is.
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He smiles softly, eyes lidded at the feeling of Val's hands in his hair. It's the truth -- he wouldn't promise something he wasn't certain he could keep, and only a few people are important enough to him to make promises to at all. Val's gotten two now so he should feel very special, if he somehow didn't already.
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He does feel very special, but that's true whenever he's with Kazu, and he lets the assurance settle in like a tangible warmth. It may, in reality, be entirely out of Kazu's control—but he trusts Kazu as much as, if not more than, he distrusts life to be kind, so it balances out.
He smiles, and laces his fingers properly into Kazu's hair when he kisses him—firm, slow, deep. No, Kazu's not going anywhere, not tonight at the very least, he can set the fear aside for a night.
When he does pull away, again, lingering so close their lips are practically still touching, her hums and says, "...now, what were you saying about dragging me to bed?"
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"I said I could, and it sounded like you didn't agree. Maybe you're right, but if I can't drag you I'll just have to be... convincing."
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Twinkle of mischief in his eye, Val gives a little mock gasp.
"Kazu Iida, giving up because someone disagreed? You must be going soft." Tease, tease. He steals another, quicker kiss and presses close, as flush up against Kazu as he can comfortably be, still standing. "Mm. Go on, then. How do you plan to be convincing?"
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"So little faith? Tch. I should just go to bed without you." He gives it another moment as if he's deliberating very seriously between dragging, convincing, or just giving up, then lets go of Val and steps back out of reach. "Do what you want."
He'll just be finishing up getting ready for bed, all by his lonesome. And since he's just that much bigger than Val to take borrowing clothes to sleep in off the table, well... he strips off what he's wearing one piece at a time, stretching and flexing in the process. It's been a very long time since he didn't have to worry about modesty in the barracks, after all.
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Considering how much he enjoys teasing Kazu at any given opportunity, Val figures he's about earned the turning of the tables against him, this time, and the indignant little gasp he gives as Kazu steps away from him is all for show. He's genuinely curious where this is going when Kazu starts undressing and ah. A smirk slides its way onto his face as he loosely folds his arms, casting completely unashamed eyes over Kazu's form as he strips down piece by piece.
And Val thought he was the one who liked to put on a display.
He doesn't hang back too long, though—long enough to enjoy the view, drink it in, appreciate how damned attractive the man he's so smitten with is, but whilst it is very, very fun to watch, he's hardly content with just that tonight. He sidles up behind Kazu, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades and wrapping his arms around him, fingertips trailing over the planes of his chest.
"Mm. I think what I want is for you to stop giving me a run for my money on teasing and get me out of these clothes—since you've so swiftly handled your own."
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"I don't know what you're talking about," he replies, "seduction is not teasing."
They're totally different things, Val, one involves follow through. Which can happen now that Kazu's managed to lure him over to the bed. He turns in Val's arms to face him, both hands finding the hem of his sweater to pull it up and off. See? Not teasing. If Val cooperates he'll get exactly what he wants very quickly.
Kazu's going to be smirking the whole time, though.
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"I'd argue that there is a fine line."
That clearly satisfied smirk almost makes him want to be playfully difficult, but no, he very much wants more than he feels like misbehaving, right now. He makes it easy for Kazu to help him out of his sweater and once his arms are no longer required again they're back around Kazu, pulling him in close to kiss him again.
There's a quiet, pleased hum at skin meeting skin and though he's trained for impeccable patience, he's certainly not using that training here, because one hand trails down Kazu's arm to then pull it by the wrist to his hips again, right over the band of his leggings.
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Neither angle makes his urgency now any less amusing, though. Kazu chuckles softly into the kiss even as his fingers curl between skin and fabric, other hand mirroring the action on Val's other hip. He does have to break the kiss and sink to his knees to pull the leggings off, but he's going to have a little fun on the way down.
This has absolutely nothing to do with teasing. Obviously. See how he's still doing what you want, Val? It's just happening a little more slowly than the his partner might like, because he can't help pausing here and there to press kisses to Val's neck, shoulder, chest, stomach, then his hip and thigh once those are revealed. The most obvious bit of anatomy is passed over for now since, frankly, Kazu still doesn't really know his way around it, but once he's helped Val step out of the clothing he sits back on his heels and looks him over appreciatively.
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It's not as if Val can really complain about the attention, all those kisses and the little sparks they set off beneath his skin. For all that he wished Kazu would be a little faster about it, he still drinks it all in; the touch of Kazu's lips to his skin, the brush of his fingers and the drag of the material down his legs, the sight as that trail of kisses travels further and further, as Kazu dips lower and lower.
One hand laces in Kazu's hair early on and follows as he moves, and as he sits back Val idly brings it around to brush that ever stray strand from his face as if it won't fall back the second it's left alone. He thrives under Kazu's gaze, proud of his body and particularly proud to have caught Kazu's eye in the end. There's no one's attention that has ever mattered more to him.
"You're lucky you're cute," comes out with a tremendous amount of fondness and amusement, echoed in his expression. "The one time Kazu Iida takes his time about something. Or, well. Perhaps not quite the first."
But Kazu always was worth the wait.
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That's not what's happening now. Kazu is no longer confused or stalling, but supposes Val does have a point. Maybe he's teasing a little.
"Alright, have it your way," is all the warning given before Kazu's back on his feet, reaching out to grab Val and spin towards the bed, tossing him so that he lands with a little bounce in the center of the mattress. "I'll show you 'cute.'"
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Val lets out a surprised little laugh as he hits the mattress, pushing himself up on his elbows to look back at Kazu with a matching expression that's only a little exaggerated and very much pleased. No, there really wasn't any actual doubt Kazu could 'drag' him right to bed if he wanted, and Val certainly isn't complaining.
"Oh you're gonna show me, hm?"
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It doesn't take much strength at all to push Val down onto his back, pinning him there for a more demanding kiss.
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Val's gaze follows him the whole time, that twinkle in the grey some mix of playful, challenging and curious. A smirk spreads on his lips just in time to be wiped away by the demands of that kiss that he so readily gives into, squirming just slightly beneath Kazu and not the slightest bit because he doesn't want to be there.
He can certainly think of some other adjectives Kazu would probably approve of more, but, well, he's rather otherwise occupied, now, isn't he?
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Instructions probably wouldn't be amiss, soon, but for now he's just going to draw out the foreplay by exploring a bit. When the kiss breaks he drags his lips along the line of Val's jaw and down his neck, sucking a mark over his pulse. Both his hands are wandering now, tracing every angle and curve of muscle on Val's torso.
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Val does so enjoy being at the centre of someone’s attention for a little while, and so for that little while he just— basks in this, Kazu’s hands and lips on his skin. The pressure at his pulse point reminds him that they can mark each other now, and he files that away to be used later. There’s a low hum in his throat, his head’s angled back so Kazu has all the room on his throat he could want, and he lets one hand stray back to Kazu’s hair.
But no, it isn’t lost on him, either, how close they are to touching things Kazu has yet to try. The Hub had been so convenient that way, making that first time more familiar for him. He can’t do that again, but really, they would have reached this line one day even if things had been better, back home. It’s less the lack of shifting, more just—the new experience as a whole.
“Tell me— tell me when you want a little guidance, love.” Soft and utterly non-judgemental. He couldn’t care less that Kazu’s inexperienced with his body as it is now, because they both want this and can work it out.
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With something like this it's far simpler, anyway. He's a fast learner when it comes to physical things and certainly eager, so when Val offers to guide him Kazu lifts his head and nods in response.
"Now. Show me?" he murmurs, leaning back up for another quick kiss. One of his hands is already stroking low on Val's stomach between them but he stills his touch for now, waiting for instruction.
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