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TDM #3
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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. 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. Oh, and one more thing. It's fucking cold. Better bundle up. |
 The LIEs Program has proven to be relentless in their search for the Deceit Gene by going to any length to push participants into sexual situations and contracts. It is clear now that the citizens of Duplicity support the LIEs Program. The ship, which docked in a powerless and empty city, has vanished back out to sea and as the fifteenth contract was signed, the lights have come back on. Duplicity is bustling again. In fact, it's as if nothing ever happened. If one was to ask they'd be met by either genuine or Oscar worthy confusion. The city was 'never' without power and daily life had never changed. Great, more bullshit. New arrivals are brought in the same way as they have in the past and that same, annoying, train tour is available the day after orientation. The city is in clean up mode. While the Up and the Down vary in levels of cleanliness, all of Duplicity is actively sprucing the place up. Fresh paint. Street cleaning. Those oh so satisfying pressure washers are out and about. There's a surprise visitor coming and Duplicity's government and the LIEs program are hasty to prepare. Duplicity needs your help! For every hour of cleaning, an Eternity Card usable for purchases by both Dominants and Submissives, will be loaded with twenty bucks. For every hour completed with a partner, it's thirty! |
 The day 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. |
 In preparation for the super mysterious visitor, Duplicity is asking for everyone to band together for a day of fundraising. As it is the kind thing to do, supporting local small businesses is the method of choice! Fifty percent of all proceeds will go to freshening up Duplicity, specifically the Down. Get out there and show those businesses some love. On showcase are The Naughty Persian, PECS, The 13th Step, the Arena, and: When you’re on the hunt, USE DEFRONT! Created by the enterprising scientists of FunDom, Defronting Solution is perfect for those situations when clothes are just in the way. This groundbreaking liquid formula is perfect for dissolving all types of fabric and leaving your partner deliciously undressed in the fastest way possible. Small amounts are being sampled today in Fiddler Square, presented in an easy to use water gun container! I am bold. I am sexy. I am a true force of nature. A healthy blend of beeswax, coconut oil, ginger, and ginseng root, Sugar Lips offers a wide variety of products sure to pack a punch. Staff are available to do areola color matching for that perfect nude shade. Chapstick, lip balm, lipstick, lip liners, exfoliants, and more. Try a free sample today! Uncap Your Kink. *Warning: Side effects may include intense arousal, hard nipples, abrupt erections, and insatiable lust. The perfect fit, the right fit, the only fit. Invented by an elderly Dominant and Submissive couple, Fildos are exactly what one might imagine them to be: portable dildos placed onto the fingers for immediate pleasure and satisfaction. At one of the many sample shops found throughout the Down, workers are happy to construct personalized Fildos right there on the spot. A mold of the buyer's fingers are taken, and within an hour, everything is ready. Individual Fildos are always sold in a set of 10. (And for those a little more adventurous, there are the occasional Tildo shops to be found as well.) |
Please read carefully. Dominant and Submissive TDM assignments: All characters twenty-five and older are Submissives. All characters twenty-four and under are Dominants. Characters with no canon age are Submissives. To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is dominant or submissive. Special shout out: Thank you to capturingeternity for the pre-loaded card that we mentioned above! Also, any locations throughout Duplicity are available for TDM prompts as well! Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
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Awww~ Is Izumi-san getting shy from Mama's loving gaze? Mama can't help it, you knoooow~?
[In the blink of an eye, Madara's suddenly and uncomfortably close; zipping about to get a look at his classmate at different angles, eyes filled with interest and curiosity. It's reminiscent of a housefly buzzing around his head.]
Izumi-san's face is just too pretty, done up like thaaat! You could lure people to their deaths at sea! Hahahahaaaa☆
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izumi flushes anyway, though whether it's from madara's sunny compliment or his... current predicament, he does not say. he can never. he still has his dignity here, godfuckingdammit-- ]
Y-You don't have to... tell me that, Mikejima.
[ of course he looks good even when he's like this! too good, like prey...
mm, not good. he's got to get out of here before his feelings go out of control - only to just. grab ahold of madara and embrace him tightly out of nowhere for support, his legs shaking. and yes, his face is right onto his fucking pecs because goddammit, what's the world coming to. ]
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Of course, it didn't really take much for Madara to quickly figure out the situation. Izumi's heavy breathing, flushed face, and displayinh that uncharacteristic vulnerability he shows to almost no one...
It's... actually quite interesting! The very fact it's unusual for Izumi makes it interesting! Banzai for unexpected things! Ah, but Leo is quite fond of Izumi, wasn't he? He might throw a fit if he caught wind of Madara being a bit of a bully towards his favorite "Sena." Maybe Madara should go find him and drop Izumi on him, and declare himself as doing the good Lord's work? Ah, but there was his own quota to think about; and maybe Sena would prefer this to be taken care of ASAP? Maybe they'll both appreciate Madara being such an attentive emergency response friend???? No, they most probably wouldn't--- Or maybe they would understand---
Ugh, thinking ahead was too difficult in this sort of situation. For now, he'll opt for acting the same as usual. TIME TO LAUGH:]
Hahahaha!☆ You're like a baby deer right now, Izumi-san! It's okay, Mama's got you! You're always welcome to Mama's chest anytime, after aaaall~☆ There, theeere~
[In true Mama fashion, he'll return the embrace with one of his own, consequently pressing Izumi closer to him. Like a mother comforting a child, he runs a hand through the shorter boy's fluffy hair. He is totally really not doing this on purpose.]
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[ oooooh, so threatening. but as madara can see, izumi's not being his usual self due to the lipstick, and he's so close to asking him to gouge his eyes out for not reading the fine print on those stupid things. seriously, what was he thinking?
but! since madara's here, maybe leo's around here somewhere too? that's... that's good. like how madara had entrusted izumi his best friend in the past, izumi can believe in him too... for now. still, damn him and his fuckging soft chest goddammit. ]
J-Just get me out of here, Mikejima... [ he's panting softly now, trying his best not to do anything so stupidly scandalous in public. he may be vulnerable at this moment, but he'd still like to pretend that his dignity is still intact, you know? ] Hurry. I-I don't care where.
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This is bad. This is really bad. When Izumi asks him for help with that kind of voice, and his warm breath puffing against his chest like this... Madara can't help but feel like doing the very opposite, just to see his reaction. It's just??? In his nature??? Aaah, but he has Leo to consider into the equation... Once again, the scales of choice start to weigh the priorities in his mind----
Ah, he has an idea, a big compromise. Just a little bit of mischief, just some mild fun! Then back the fuck off and dump him onto Leo. No friendships jeopardized (in theory), quotas fulfilled (in theory?), everyone wins (in theory????).
So! He shifts his weight a bit, causing him to subtly press a thigh between Izumi's legs, humming cheerfully and keeping his sunny smile intact. Despite the move being completely intentional, he plays dumb and passes it off as a total coincidence via patting Izumi soothingly on the back. You are safe now, my sweet child.]
Now now now~ One step each day! [Even now, he has time to recite idioms...] Maybe you should wait until you can stand properly fiiiirst~? Mama's in no hurry, you know? Take all the time you need to catch your breath, Izumi-saaan~☆
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Y-You know I can't wait...
[ he hates his voice so much, which is why he's going to keep hiding his face on his chest, sorry. he's never really given a shit about how madara looks in general, but he did participate in that fashion show some time ago and... yeah, he's. er-hem. certainly very. broad.
leo's going to kill him for this. no, he can take down the both of them if they try anything funny to each other. but the aphrodisiac's taking over the rational part of his brain and he's only but restraining himself from... you know. ]
I-It's fine. I'll... I'll explain it to Leo-kun later. [ surely he'll understand. what's another sin on his back? ] ...Let's go.
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... Geez, this is a real pickle he's found himself in, and he's still kind of hesitant. It's when Izumi finally brings up the certain elephant (or rather, lion) in the room that something just snaps in Madara's brain. He tries to lower his head the best he can to speak into Izumi's ear with an unusually hushed voice, which was rather difficult since the shorter man seems preoccupied with trying to enter the pectoral dimension:]
... It's fine, Izumi-san. When that time comes, I'd prefer that Leo-san ends up hating me instead of you.
[Even if he could argue he's just being a good samaritan and helping Izumi out, he's fine with facing the consequences for this. With the path he chose back home, if Leo didn't end up hating him for this, eventually something else would come up that would lead to it. And he accepts that.
Well, shit. Here's the point of no return.]
Now, I'll need you to put your arms around my neck so I can carry you. And on the count of three, I'm going to lift you up, mmkay~?
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yeah, they're both that loyal to leo, huh. with the exemption of eichi, leo is not that capable of truly hating someone - something that izumi's spiteful ass can never do. and honestly? he's glad that madara's here even if he's fucking egging him on. like if there's anyone else he can still entrust leo too, it'd be him.
they'd both failed the king, after all. which is most likely why they're both hesitant about this. damn izumi's heightened libido.
he nods at madara's instructions mutely, already getting on his tippy toes. he's used to being lifted up, what with his ballet practices in the past, but it's kind of odd that madara of all people would ask for his permission when it's commonplace to see him lift anzu without warning. with a sigh, he'll hoist himself up at the count of three, whenever madara is ready. ]
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His sense of restraint is is definitely going down the drain the more Izumi continues giving into the tempation of dryhumping his leg, even shuddering a bit as he feels his usually sassy classmate gradually getting harder against him with each movement of his hiPSYEAHOKITSTIMETOGOGOTTAGO. He's mentally heaping gratitude on Izumi for settling on an agreement with him about this. It's a weird and somewhat twisted solidarity, them having the same sort of devotion towards the same person, which manifested into an implicit trust towards each other to do a thing that may very well bother said person.
So once "threeeeee☆" leaves his mouth, Madara take no time in hoisting Izumi up, literally carrying him out of the small indir cosmetics shop like a sack of rice. It's a bit unfortunate that the closest place to stay out of sight and get this over with was an alleyway, but he'll just let Izumi whine his ear off about it later. Madara knows that Izumi wants to get off as quickly as possible, and honestly...? Madara's starting to feel that sentiment too, the more time that passes with them like this.
But hey, Mama can be considerate when he wants to be. He'll play nice and compromise by making sure Izumi's skin doesn't touch aaaany of these sketchy surfaces at aaall☆ Which is to say, Madara doesn't even bother to put him down---Still carrying the smaller idol, he simply just shifts his hold on him so that his hands are directly supporting Izumi's lovely ballerina ass, and cheerfully starts squeezing and kneading away. He hums an improvised tune as he does so, as if this were nothing different from his usual antics.]
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on the other hand... it's mikejima. who's merrily ducked into the nearest alley which is the least favorable place for any of them to get off, and he's right that izumi will whine his ear off but the hands on his ass stop him from thinking altogether. izumi quickly covers his mouth to stifle the moaning that's coming out but it's too late. mikejima's heard him make that kind of noise and izumi will never hear the end of it. probably. ]
M-Mi-... Stop fooling around--!
[ he starts swinging his legs up and down, demanding to be put down on the ground. yes, he's already gotten a taste of madara's superhuman strength, but he shouldn't keep showing it off??? goddamn, have some respect for this twink here. still, he didn't say that he didn't mind the hand on his ass nor the... manhandling.........
the sooner they finish this, the better. please. ]
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Right now is no exception, especially when Izumi starts fussing like this. It was cute, and the rarity of the sight makes it all the more novel. And Madara will make good on that reputation of being a self-centered idiot whose sole purpose is the pursuit of fun.
So while Madara does lower Izumi gradually, as if relenting and complying with his request to be put back down... he suddenly stops, and Izumi is nowhere close to having his feet planted firmly on the ground. However, with Madara still firmly gripping onto his rear for support, their hips were now at the same level. With a wide grin that just radiates mischief, he responds:]
Ehhhh~? Soooorryyy~! I suddenly can't understand these hard Nippon words☆
[... despite it all being in fluent Japanese. No respect for the twink. However, there is something Madara would like to communicate to Izumi in a very universal language. He rolls his hips slightly against that of Izumi's, using the resulting friction to remind his classmate that he wasn't the only one getting heated up from all of this, sketchy aphrodisiac lipstick be damned. And Madara does it again, and another time, and---]