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TDM #35
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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 LIEs 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 LIEs after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. ... and you're here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity. After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of Orientation. If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You're a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your high-rise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You're a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you'll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Submissives are provided with a plain black pleather collar to wear and Dominants are given bracelets made of the same black pleather. The simple design is an immediate visual indicator that they have not yet signed a contract and they will be informed that more elaborate or personalized styles are a privilege reserved for those who do. Enjoy your free time until Orientation! Participation is mandatory for all new and past arrivals. The first hints of spring are in the air. |
 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. |
 (cw: bondage/shibari) The featured workshop at this month's Orientation is a trust-building "ropes course." Deepen your bond with your partner and explore the balance between restraint and freedom, as well as the power dynamics inherent in this hands-on learning opportunity. You'll discover the beauty of patience, communication, and connection as you weave intricate patterns of rope around each other's bodies. The class portion of the workshop is brief, featuring demonstrations by NPC Dominants and Submissives, after which characters of opposite designations will be paired up and expected to replicate what was shown. Printed handouts from LIEs will be passed around with step by step instructions for their reference—though some may be less than clear, or only include pictures and diagrams without written directions. Do your best! |
 (cw: sexual fluids and other body fluids, sexual art, body paint) Want to escape the unpleasantness of the Down? Arrivals are encouraged to partner up and participate in an ongoing public art installation in the Up where they will be invited to shed inhibitions and embrace the raw essense of self-expression through a unique medium: their stained bed sheets. The exhibition is being held in Fiddler's Square's very own Stay & Play Hotel where pairs may rent time in a special reserved block of rooms to work on their intimate canvases. Uncontracted pairs may get a steep discount, or even a free room if they are convincingly passionate. All sheets in these rooms are reactive to moisture of any kind, and each room is stocked with complimentary lubricants and body paints. Through tactile engagement and artistic interpretation, attendees redefine the unity and celebration of their designations coming together and celebrate the complexity and beauty of their experience. Unleash your creativity, and join in defining the art of expression. |
 (cw: gas leak, aphrodisiacs, altered mental states, hallucinations) The Down isn't a very pleasant place to be, especially for newcomer Submissives who are forced to live in public housing. While the state of the building complex is nothing to phone home about at the best of times, this particular month it's abysmal. Much needed repairs on the plumbing have been ignored for far too long and, after a particularly chilly winter, the hot water heaters are bust. They need replacing, but who is going to pay for that? It'll take some time and a bunch of bureaucratic red tape before the water in the city-provided housing turns warm again. Enjoy your cold showers for the foreseeable future! Or, y'know, suck up to a Dominant and ask them to use their shower. But wait! There's more! As if the plumbing problems aren't bad enough, there is also some kind of gas leak, and a nasty one at that. It doesn't seem to be flammable and no one will be dying in their sleep, but that's the only good news. The fumes from the gas are invisible and also odorless, leaving unsuspecting Submissives (and anyone else who visits the building, for that matter) at the mercy of the effects. In the common areas of the building the exposure is the strongest, but it still seeps into character's rooms as well. Inhaling the gas will leave characters feeling loopy and more open to interacting with others. Some may find that they're feeling extra cuddly and needy, if not outright horny because of it. The rarest—and one of the least pleasant—side effects are the hallucinations some characters may experience, causing them to mistake others for people they may know. After a few days the leak will be repaired, but it'll take a few more days following the fix for the building to be aired out completely. |
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 the assignments are OOCly 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 is more lawful, they are a Submissive. If your character is more chaotic, they are a Dominant. 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 tag on 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!! |
I mean, not like they can help it if it's in the air!
Little bit of column a, little bit of column b, I guess. [He shrugs.] You?
SO true dsajkghsd
[ The grin is anything but friendly, mischief written all over the smaller man's face as he shifts to sit up completely on the couch he's taken up residence on. ]
Lilia Vanrouge. [ He introduces, pressing a hand to his own chest. ]
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[He's still pretty pissed over the whole caste system. Kinda ironic for someone of royal blood to be offended over, but he doesn't like how some people seem to be getting picked on unnecessarily, just because they have a line down their throat and a collar. He's seen it first hand. People who didn't even do anything getting punnished; and that's not going into the 'punishments' themselves.
Even when the other man sits up fully, Noctis doesn't move, intentionally; as if he'll get over whatever is messing with him if he just keeps trying to sleep it off.
Only it's not exactly working, as continues to try not to squirm and takes note of the mischievous grin. He's not intimidated or anything. He's just seen that look before. The question is, if it's offered with good intentions or bad.
His own introduction is a lot less formal, just a vague gesture.]
I'm Noctis. [He blinks and tilts his head in query.] You uh, feeling anything weird? Since coming down here I mean?
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It’s difficult to keep his head clear currently. He’d originally laid down with the same plan as Noctis, to attempt to sleep off whatever was making him feel so strange and dizzy, but it wasn’t working, no matter how long he tried.
A small nod is offered from the petite man, one of his hands coming up to rest lightly against his flushed cheek.]
Yes, actually. Warm, dizzy. It’s an overwhelming feeling, nothing I do will make it vanish…
[ Shifting, he stands, stretching his arms above his head, before moving over to sit down on the ground next to the couch Noctis was laid on. This way, they’d be closer, face to face, to allow for a quieter conversation. ]
I thought nothing of it at first, but if I’m not the only one afflicted, something strange must be going on. What are you feeling?
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Regardless, no one's worth should be chosen at random, because he sure as hell did nothing to end up at the 'top.' You should be able to decide what you make of yourself; another irony considering his own destiny was decided when he was five and the Crystal proclaimed him to be the prophesied, Chosen King that would purge the Darkness from the star.
Noctis' cobalt gaze trails the other man as he moves to sit down next to the couch Noctis has claimed. He still doesn't move until Lilia names the same symptoms that he's feeling as well. Though when the smaller man asks Noctis to explain how he's feeling aloud, he almost chokes when he realizes the exact wording of the er... condition.]
I'm uh... feeling...
[Is this what Iggy meant when he said to keep his hormones in check? Why now? There is nothing around to provoke this kind of reaction.
Now he does shift to sit up, straightens, and crosses his legs in hopes of hiding certain visible awakenings. Noctis dros his hands to his lap as well and takes a few deep breaths to hopefully calm himself, but also tries to keel quiet about it despite his quickening heartbeat.]
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Feeling…?
[ He attempts to push, to prompt an answer from the taller man. Tilting his head up towards him, Lilia leans in by instinct, his own hands shifting to rest in his lap. This warmth… ah. Noctis’ position — was he feeling… lust? Worked up, for some unknown reason? As this realization dawns on Lilia, he giggles a bit. ]
Oooooh, I see, I see. That’s an unfortunate feeling to be infected by, here of all places. With only little old me here.
[ He taunts easily, mischief returning to his eyes, his face flushing further red. ]
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[He tries, gritting his teeth, but it's futile since the other guy seems to have already noticed. Noctis gasps when attention is drawn to his problem]
H... hey!
[Way to call him out, man!
Does this guy know what's going on? How to fix it? Gods, this is really embarassing.]
D... do you know... [The He swallows, why does he have the urge to tackle this guy to the couch and... Noctis swears under his breath.] Shit!
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Shaking his head, he brings up one hand to his face, panting softly. ]
It’s getting worse— hm.
[ Shifting, he gets up, offering a hand. ]
There’s bound to be an empty apartment here that they’ve forgotten to lock. Would you like to …?
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[Noctis' cobalt eyes widen. He hasn't even considered the designation consequences. No, he's hung up on the fact that this guy just casually petitioned him for a hookup!
Him.
Noctis Lucis Caelum, Crown Prince of Lucis... What would the others think?
At the same time, this is getting extremely uncomfortable. He swallows and reaches out hesitantly.]
Fuck it.
[Noctis mumbles under his breath then firmly takes the other man's hand, allowing Lilia to pull him to his feet with a protesting groan.
Whatever. Anything to get this to go away. He's never been this aroused before; even when fantasizing about his wedding night with Luna. Hey! They were betrothed! He was allowed!
What the hell is the deal here though!? There was literally nothing to provoke this reaction! Noctis sucks in a breath through his teeth.]
Alright. Let's go.
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He didn't, but Noctis didn't need to know that.
Lilia puts his ear up to the door, trying to listen for any noises within the apartments. It took him a few times before he managed to find an apartment that was silent and seemed to be empty.
Knocking a few times on the door, he grins upon getting no answer. He tries the knob - and, luckily, he'd managed to find one that was unlocked! ]
I believe this will work!
[ Pulling Noctis inside quickly, he shuts the door behind them, locking it up. ]
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He sighs.
Well, it's not the first time Destiny has had its way with him.
Noctis is walking somewhat stiffly as by now his pants are uncomfortably tight.
Finally they come across a vacant apartment and the other guy pulls him inside; locking the door behind them.
Once in the silence of the empty dwelling, Noctis awkwardly scratches at the back of his head.]
So... what now?
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Moving into the apartment, letting go of Noctis' hand despite wanting nothing more than to stay close, to pull the other man down into a kiss or to grab at his waist or tease him -- he focuses first on taking off his boots. The heels, once off, are set neatly by the door. ]
Now, we go with whatever we desire. Have you ever done anything of this nature before, or is this whole place bringing you into new experiences? Ah, I suppose I should ask if you've been with a man before, specifically.
[ It's too hot in here, his shorts felt too tight, and he was uncomfortably worked up.
Slipping off his jacket, Lilia hangs it on a hook by the door, glancing towards Noctis as if in questioning, waiting for the answers to his inquiries. ]
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I... well... [Noctis stumbles, rubbing at the back of his neck.] I mean, I've messed around a little with my best friend, Prompto, but...
[A pause as he decides to rid himself of his own pesky garment, shrugging his jacket off and letting it lay where it lands. He takes a step and pulls his shirt over his head as well, tossing it haphazardly aside. His build is lean but toned; his chest, arms, and abdomen sculpted from years of combat training. Bending down to unlace his own boots, he glances up at the other man through the dark fringe of his bangs and sighs somewhat dejectedly.]
I'm completely clueless...
[A few minutes later and he's kicked his boots unceremoniously aside and hooks his fingers in the waistband of his pants. Noctis really wants to just strip the rest off and go for it, but with no idea what he's doing, he's kinda stuck waiting. Sadly, Noctis isn't the patient type.]
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[ Oh, this would be fun, then. He feels a twinge of guilt being the one to teach Noctis, without having any knowledge of who he was as a person or what he might like in bed. After all, he wasn't a friend. He was a stranger, the two barely having met as of this moment.
Slowly, he pulls off his gloves, followed by his tie and the more complex accessories of his outfits - the belts, the ruffles, the straps over his shoulders, the small half corset he wore above his shorts. Each object is placed delicately upon the couch.
This leaves Lilia in just his perfect white shirt, shorts, and his tights. ]
Have you been with a woman, then, or no? Will this be your first time as a whole?
He's a little spoiled lol.
[Noctis huffs indignantly and crosses his arms. But as annoyed as he is about it, he's still really, really, worked up, and is starting to feel his grip on himself faltering. He bites his lower lip as he tries not to concentrate too hard on his irritation at the time it's taking for the other man to undress.]
No. No women either. I... was engaged but she-
[Was murdered right before his eyes, while he laid there unable to do a damn thing?!
Too bad the anger that flares does nothing to burn away the arousal. If anything the fire fuels his lust even further. One hand drops and clenches into a fist.]
Look, I didn't have the time! Between school, and training, and learning the ins and outs of ruling a whole freaking kingdom...
[Wait. Why should he have to explain himself?]
Will you hurry it up?
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I understand, I understand. My ward deals with the same. School, keeping up with all those little assignments given by our professors, training, preparing to take over as the righteous heir to the throne.
[ Impatience ran within the lifeblood of royalty, didn't it? Lilia rolls his eyes, though he nods, unbuttoning his shirt and finally getting it off, slipping it down his arms carefully. His body was small, as expected, though there's something about it that reveals something new: a strength, a level of toned that one might not expect from someone his size.
With that done, his thumbs hook under the waistband of his shorts, shoving them off. The last to go was his tights and underwear. Finally, leaving him in nothing. ]
Do you need me to walk you through how two men would do this, or would you like to learn on your own? Ah, and... we have two obvious options: couch or the bed?
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[That got his attention on something else. For a second, until the other man is fully undressed.
He tries not to gape, or stare and instead hurriedly shucks his own pants off as well and haphazardly kicks them aside.
Noctis doesn't notice, but there's quite the contrast between how Noctis had rid himself of his clothes and how Lilia did; almost comical. In any case, Noctis makes the decision for them, on both accounts as he strides up to the other man, places his hand square between his shoulder blades and insistently pushes him towards the bed.]
I don't need any hand holding. Just give me the basics and I'll take it from there. [A pause, and then he speaks up in a more demanding tone.] And call me Noct.
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If he noticed the avoidance of staring too long, he didn't mention it, instead waiting patiently for Noctis to finish getting his pants off. It amuses him, how different they were. Both in the way they undressed and the way they handled needing to wait. While the fae man wasn't quite patient usually, he was quite skilled in playing off other's energy, doing the opposite to make up for what they lacked.
As he's pushed towards the bed, Lilia follows the silent order, ending up laying on his back on the bed, his legs spread, and a dumb smirk on his face. ]
There should be lubricants somewhere around here. Alternatively you can use saliva, either mine or yours. I normally take control in these situations, I'm usually on top, controlling the speed. Due to this being your first time, I'll let you have full control, Noct.
After you feel I'm ready enough, then... you can fuck me to your heart's content~!
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Lubricants. Got it.
[Noctis replies shortly and goes to the bedside table. Sifting through the contents of the drawer, he does indeed find a small unopened tube. He snatches it up and slams the drawer closed a little harder than intended. He ignores the part about Lilia being in charge and making a big deal about giving Noctis control.]
How will I know if you're ready?
[Turning back, Noctis unscrews the cap and squeezes some of the goo onto his fingers. He makes a face at the texture then moves back to the side of the bed; his cool facade crumbling a little as his eyes fall on the man spread before him. He swallows, pushing the butterflies back down into his stomach.]
So I just...
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[ Confidence oozes from Lilia. He's someone who doesn't have any shame in what he does, no matter if he has his legs spread like this or if he's meeting them for the first time and offering no more than a mischievous smile.
This is no different than his little comments earlier on to him, it seems. ]
More self explanatory than you expected? Are you getting cold feet? We don't have to keep going.
[ The comment is tossed out, as the man beams up at Noctis with a little fangy smile. ]
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Tch. [Using a phrase like that after Noctis explained that he was engaged then wasn't... whatever. He's not going to dwell on that right now. The lust's hold has him feeling a little aggressive, even if he's normally pretty laid back, but at this moment in time he's not amused at the implication and answers dryly.] I'm not gonna chicken out.
[He plants one hand on Lilia's thigh, as he leans over the smaller man. Noctis hopes that the fact that his hand is shaking slightly isn't too noticeable as he inserts one finger into the other man's entrance, then retracts it and then pushes in a second.
As he twists and parts his fingers, Noctis braces one knee on the edge of the bed and half climbs over the smaller man. He pressers in and captures Lilia's lips, for a fierce, needy kiss.]
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Luckily for Noctis, the very fact his finger was entering him was enough for Lilia to not notice how his hand was shaking. Instead, Lilia's breath catches in his throat, a small lustful whimper escaping him when the second finger is added so quickly.]
N-- Noct--
[ The oh-so-confident man squirms, his back arching to allow for Noctis' fingers to hit him at a few different angles. The kiss is quickly returned, one of his hands moving up to cup the other's cheek. Gentle, but nothing meant by it but the lust of the moment.
His lips part slightly, fangs grazing Noctis' bottom lip. He's careful, despite their shared need and desire, to not pierce his skin. ]
Holy shit, sorry for the novel!
Unfortunately for Lilia, Noctis is a kind person, despite what he'd have you believe at first impression.
His dark clothes and hair, brooding expression, snarky and frequently brusque attitude and the way he holds himself doesn't exactly lend credence to the whole King of Light personification
He has some anger management problems, is frequently selfish and reckless, but when push comes to shove, he's a good soul that inevitably can't escape the Light.
So when Lilia whines, there's a moments hesitation, the hand preparing the smaller man suddenly freezing.
Then again, Noctis is quite overwhelmed with need, and all the primal instincts that go with that flare, swathing him in a wave of lust which quickly pushes that uncertainty aside. Had he been more experienced, he might have been able to hold himself in check, but between his lack there of and the gas leak's influence, Noctis' inhibitions are lowered dramatically.
Which may or may not be a good thing for Lilia.
Lilia receives an appreciative hum with the scrape of teeth, a hint that maybe Noctis might like a little piercing. Not that he knows that yet.
However, he does take the invitation offered by those parted lips, his tongue slipping between them to get that first taste. A throaty groan escapes as he seeks out the other man's tongue for an impromptu dual.
Kissing. Kissing he can do-
is what he would be thinking had his mind been clearer and he still had those doubts.
Now, now he exudes dominance, taking control like the True King he is; his fingers resuming their movement, twisting and prodding at sensitive areas; concentrating on the spots that provoke that arching and squirming.
He smiles against the other man's lips, then breaks the kiss. He's acting completely on instinct, though if he reflected on it later, it's possible he could be getting a little help from the Old Kings of the Past. They were with him after all, and his father most definitely had relations with other men- for sure Cor the Immortal.
As embarassing as that would be to think about.
As Noctis continues to work the other man, his free hand slides up to knead along Lilia's chest, side and hips while he busies his mouth by kissing a trail along the other man's jaw to his ear. He gives a little nibble to Lilia's earlobe, then proceeds to move down Lilia's neck; his lips brushing featherlight, until he reaches a point near the other man's jugular.
Noctis smirks against the warm skin, sucks some of the heated flesh between his teeth, and starts to shape his mark.
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Panting softly, Lilia brings his hand up to rest the back of it against his mouth, trying to hide some of his panting.
As Noctis resumes that movement inside him with his fingers, Lilia focuses completely on the feeling, his eyes half closed as he lets out a small moan behind his hand, his face flushed. That flush travels up, all the way to the tops of his pointed ears, making it all too clear how into this he was.
As Noctis hits a certain spot inside him, Lilia's back arches slightly more violently, a louder moan escaping him. The kisses, the nibbles against his skin, the kneading against him with the other hand, all of it had Lilia squirming and whining for more, unable to keep himself quiet anymore.
"Hey-- hey-!" Lilia complains lightly as he feels the man suck in some of his flesh, "Carefuuul...~!" He gasps out, hands shifting to grasp at his arms.
"I want more, c'mon, let's do it now. I want you inside me already-- I'll be too sensitive if you put it in after I cum and..." And he's close, is what that means.
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Despite Lilia's complaining, Noctis finishes the mark until he's satisfied before rising and offering a mischievous grin.
"But what if I'm not done teasing?" He replies with a breathy chuckle. At the same time, he's still got his own hunger to sate, and eventually, that's what wins out.
"Okay, okay, I'll fold." Noctis says at length, still laughing lightly.
He grips Lilia's thighs firmly and spreads them further, his hands far stronger than they look. Then he positions himself between the smaller man's legs, and smirks impishly.
Instead of giving Lilia what he wants right away, Noctis lines himself up with the other man's entrance and pushes in ever so slightly with just the bulb of his shaft.
It unexpectedly makes a full body shiver rush through him, evoking a low moan and a throaty groan as the sensation is like nothing he's felt before. He can feel himself pulsing in response to the squeeze of Lilia's inner muscles clenching around his cock's head.
"Shit! T... this is-"
Overwhelming is what it is, and Noctis is already panting, his blood surging through his veins, and his pulse hammering so hard that it echoes in his ears.
Again, inexperience is his downfall as impatience and impulse overtake him and Noctis plunges in, burying himself to the hilt in one fell swoop.
"Ha-ahhh-" he almost looses it then and there; his breath hitching as he visibly struggles to hold back
His chest heaves with heavy breaths at the intense bombardment of pleasure, his grip on Lilia's thighs tightening and his nails divot the pale skin.
Noctis runs a hand through his damp hair, takes a steadying breath, and starts to move at a slow and steady pace. How long will he be able to keep it before he can't stand it anymore and races towards that sweet, sweet finish?
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So sorry for the wait! Smut is hard to brain while brain is dead from moving! Not my best but enjoy!