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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!! |
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He's dressed fairly plainly for his usual style--a pair of ripped jeans won't be difficult to maneuver around--and after sitting up a bit he's able to unbuckle his belt with a free hand.]
Okaaay~ You mind helping me out with this then~?
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[ The hummed agreement is all Lilia responds with, his own eyes focused on Floyd as he works on unbuckling his belt. With a quick movement, Lilia moves over to face Floyd better, sitting on his knees and leaning over towards his pants. His hands both reach out to help, undoing the button and zipper with a a practiced precision. After it's undone, Lilia pushes the fabric down, enough so that it lies right in the middle of Floyd's thighs.
Hm. Keeping the fabric on him might keep him in place, slow him down. Lilia grins with the thought, his hand carefully grasping Floyd's newly freed cock.
Leaning down, he's quick to press his tongue to the base of Floyd's length, dragging his tongue up agonizingly slow, until he reaches the other man's tip. It's with a small hum that Lilia peeks up at Floyd, attempting to make eye contact as he opens his mouth wider, taking his tip into his mouth, teasing him to start. ]
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So he leans back, anticipating Lilia's speed to carry through... but when it doesn't he furrows his brow.]
You don't gotta be so slow for this...
[But, truthfully, it's not exactly a complaint.
Still soft in Lilia's hands, Floyd meets his gaze and bites his lip, the sensitivity sending a jolt up his spine. ... Does he have to stare at him the whole time? What's he even looking for? Floyd's clearly unused to that sort of attention, but rather than avert his eyes, he opts for asking the obvious,]
What?
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The complaint - at least, what registers as a half complaint - is accepted with a small hum in questioning. Did Floyd want him to speed up the process? Want him to speed it along so they could get through this as if it was an exam they were dreading? Or some necessary task to finish?
It's the question that brings pause to what Lilia's doing. ]
I want to see the look on your face as you start to get more and more turned on. The way your face may redden, your eyes might widen. Or, maybe you'll bite your lip, try to hold back any little noises I draw from you. I want to experience it all.
[ The explanation is blunt, simple, and yet... He still doesn't continue, tilting his head at Floyd. ]
Does it make you uncomfortable? Would you like it more if I look away from you? I can certainly do that. It'll be quite sad, but I wouldn't wish to make you feel any sort of way you don't enjoy.
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So as blunt as he is, as bold as he is, Floyd hears Lilia's words and falters, wordlessly staring back at his ruby red eyes.]
Um...
[He doesn't seem embarrassed, per se. But he is, perhaps, a bit distracted. It isn't obvious--there's no blush or stammer, no attempt to deflect or deny. Just a quiet stare... until he finally looks down to the sheets and rubs the back of his head.]
It's fine. Just keep going.
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[ Floyd was a tough cookie, one that was harder and harder to get to crumble under the pressure Lilia tried to put on. This didn’t mean the small man would stop - no, it meant he’d try even harder, push further until he finally gets past the surface of him. As he’s told he can continue, Lilia shifts back into a better position. One hand rests carefully against his thigh, the other holding his length. It’s a careful beginning, to stroke him slowly as his mouth moves to his tip, tongue moving around it in slow, teasing circles.
The staring does continue, though he spends more time looking at Floyd’s length, focusing more in depth on helping him get it up than looking up at Floyd’s face for his reactions. His hand strokes him, being a little less careful than before as he moves to take his tip into his mouth at last, stopping the teasing motion he’d been doing with his tongue.
Lilia takes more of him into his mouth, a soft moan sounding out around him, his eyes half-lidded in focus. It’s at this point he can’t really do much aside from glance up to Floyd briefly to check on him, to look and see what he might be feeling, if it was visible on his face. ]
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And then he moans--fuck, does he have to moan? The vibrations travel along the underside of his cock, stimulating him until, in no time at all, Floyd's swelled to full in Lilia's hand.
He watches, eyes lidded and heavy, sharp teeth worrying at his lip. Already, there's a faint dusting of red along the apples of his cheeks.]
M-mmn...
[A soft groan, a hitch of breath, and Floyd reaches down to rest his hand atop Lilia's head--a subtle sign he wants just a little more.]
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The hand against his head does urge Lilia on further, taking more of Floyd's length within his mouth. He has to be careful with his fangs, trying to avoid harming Floyd with them. It's easier when he's able to focus like this, no matter how his head begun to swim with the lust and desire that started to build within him, too.
Lilia squirms where he's sat, even as he begins to bob his head up and down along Floyd, using his tongue to tease him as he finally picked up the pace, finally going less slow and careful about it. His hand attends to the part of Floyd's cock that couldn't completely fit into his mouth.
His opposite hand slips back from Floyd's thigh, shifting to palm lightly against his own crotch, in an attempt to relieve some of his own building pressure. This very motion causes him to let out a few soft noises around Floyd, more so than before, his eyes slipping shut in focus. ]
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Before he can think too much about Lilia’s teeth, however, Floyd’s easily distracted when Lilia starts to pick up the pace, working him down with quick, even slurps. He shudders and tightens his grip in his hair. His legs spread farther apart and he swallows, mesmerized watching Lilia’s cheeks fill up with his cock.]
M-mngh…!
[he whimpers aloud as clear, sticky fluid already oozes out of his tip and straight onto Lilia’s tongue. A perk of being a moray, you see. He slicks up rather quickly.]
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With a small swipe of his tongue, Lilia laps up that leaking fluid from the tip of his cock, a pleased hum forming in the back of his throat. Dipping his head back down, he continues his focused attention along his length.
Oh how he wished it was easier to breathe when going down on someone of this size. Finally forcing himself off of Floyd's cock, he uses his hand to spread some of his saliva over him, before bringing his small hand up further, pressing his thumb against the head, tracing firm, purposeful circles around the very tip. ]
Seven, look at you. So pretty, and so hard and ready within a few moments...
[ Lilia leans down, dragging his tongue up the boy's length even as he works on catching his breath, allowing his fangs to drag along the sensitive skin as his mouth presses against the side of him. Even with his hand teasing the tip, even with the need for air, Lilia was still using his mouth to love on him. How sweet.
Soft pants are breathed out against him, Lilia's mouth pressed against him, his tongue working along him as if Floyd himself were some sweet treat, just for him to enjoy. ]
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And you’re pretty cute workin’ a cock that’s as big as you~
[Another laugh before he dissolves into more moans and more whimpers, fingers holding back Lilia’s hair so he can keep watching his little pink tongue.]
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Am I? Good~! You deserve a cute little show.
[ Dragging his tongue along him again, he changes up his strategy. His hand, his fingers, press against each more sensitive spot he's found, rubbing careful yet purposefully against him. His mouth is moved back up, tongue flicking over his tip, lapping up some of the clear liquid that leaked from him, all while beginning the cycle of teasing his tip with those swirled strokes.
And, then, almost like he wanted to surprise Floyd with it, he suddenly pushes his hand down further along his length again, his mouth taking him inside again, as far as he could, before he brings his head back up to start that rhythmic movement once more.
He's not going to stop teasing and playing with him until Floyd either reaches his orgasm or until he's told to pause, to change what they're doing. ]
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It helps that Lilia is well-practiced, boldly swallowing him down without hesitation. Good. Floyd doesn’t want to deal with inexperience today.]
Hmm… Devilfishie~?
[he finally says, poking Lilia in the cheek mid-suck.]
You should take your pants off.
[Another beat, then,]
And turn around, ok?
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It wasn't really even a suggestion, more a demand. Not that he was going to take it that way.
Pulling off of Floyd's length, he nods.]
Mmkay~!
[ The hummed out response is offered quickly, before he shifts back, sitting up on the bed enough to allow himself to take the time to push his shorts and tights off, revealing his own arousal in one smooth go.
With those off, tossed to the side, he turns over, around, resting his arms on the bed and leaning down onto them with his upper half, looking back towards Floyd with how he arches his back, trying to see his reaction. ]
Like this?
[ A feigning of innocence, of inexperience, all too clearly false. ]
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Though he knows Lilia is powerful, his diminutive body still seems so frail—so easy to squeeze into a million tiny pieces. Floyd can’t help himself. He pushes himself up onto his knees and unhinges his jaw, pressing his warm, wet tongue between Lilia’s cheeks. Then, mouthing at his hole, Floyd grabs his own cock, slick with spit, and jerks himself off with even, quick pumps of his fist.]
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As Floyd's warm tongue presses between him, Lilia lets out a soft whine, one hand grasping lightly at the sheets under him. Anticipation, desire, all well up within him, causing him to squirm ever so slightly, trying to silently ask for more. The only downside to this position? He can't see Floyd work on him, can't see the expression he's making. ]
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He grabs Lilia’s cock, pulls it back between his legs and traces the underside with his tongue, lapping over his balls and thumbing in circles around the crown. Preparation doesn’t have to be a bore, as much as he likes it the least out of all the other steps.
Floyd continues to jerk them both off a few moments more before calling one of the nearby bottles of lubricant to the bed. In his carelessness, a bottle of red paint flies forward, squirting across his forearms and Lilia’s legs.]
Oops~ My bad~
[Floyd coos, slightly breathless as he sits up and wipes his chin with the back of his hand. It won’t be long before he coats his palm in lube and presses it to Lilia’s entrance, circling then testing the resistance by inserting one finger.]
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Soft moans and whines find their way past Lilia's lips at every touch, every lick, every single little affection Floyd offers him, whether it be along his entrance or any part of his arousal. It seems, similarly to Floyd, he doesn't hold back his noises, though they come out so much smaller, so much softer, breathless.
Those noises turn to a laugh as he feels the liquid splash over his legs, a very brief glance confirming his suspicions regarding the paint. Oh well! They were here to make art anyways. ]
That's okay, it's alright...~
[ Lilia reassures lightly, before pressing his cheek back down against the bed, his breath catching in his throat as he feels that finger press inside of him. He wasn't terribly tight, seeming like he easily relaxes to accommodate for the one finger, though he's definitely going to be a damn tight fit for someone of Floyd's size.
Gasping quietly, he buries his face better against the sheets.]
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[Emboldened by them, Floyd twists his hand and eases his finger in to the knuckle. A second follows once he’s confident Lilia’s body will allow for it, but this time around he’s a bit more thorough, spreading and hooking both digits well after the surrounding muscles cease to resist.
Some videos he watched online said to use toys. Some even suggested using a smaller partner first. But he has neither at the moment—never mind there’s probably a dildo or two in the nightstand—so they’ll have to settle with a slightly slower process instead.
Floyd licks his lips as he adds a third finger… then drops his head to playfully nip at Lilia’s ass.]
You might wanna hold onto something, Devilfishie.
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Under him, his arms move to instead rest on either side of him, even as he arches his back up to keep his ass in position for Floyd, allowing his lithe body to contort almost expertly, to allow Floyd the easiest access to him possible.
At the small warning, he nods, fingers tangling in the sheets. ]
I'm.. hah..... more hardy than you'd think. Give me all you've got.
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So when Lilia tells Floyd to give this his all, Floyd sees no reason to disagree. He simply eases his fingers out of that tight little body and lines himself up with the tip of his cock. It’s just sex. It’s just quota.
Why does he ever think he can do this slowly?
With a steady breath, Floyd slathers lube all over his aching dick and finally thumbs himself in past the crown. This is the part where he should stay still; give his partner time to adjust and breathe. Instead, the merman settles his hands on Lilia’s hips and yanks his body to meet his thrust, penetrating him hard and deep down to the very hilt.]
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Floyd was definitely more the latter.
Fingers gripping the bedsheets, Lilia finds himself gasping as Floyd began to push in, unsure whether to expect him to be careful, slow, or--
The question was answered before he had time to think on it. His sharp nails dig in too hard to the sheets, tearing into them as he cries out, a noise that was far louder than any of the earlier ones he'd been making. Oh, Seven, he felt his hands already shaking, his mind barely had a single thought in it at all. ]
Fl-- Flooooyd...!!
[ Lilia half whines, half moans the other's name, trying to half hide his face against the sheets under him. It worked out for him that Floyd asked him to get on his knees. Far easier to hide this way than, say, if Floyd pulled him into his lap, pressed his back against his chest. ]
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What~? You said to give it my all~
[He doesn't pull back. Not yet. Instead, he leans over Lilia's body and presses a hand to the bed, giving himself enough balance to catch the shell of Lilia's ear between his teeth.]
I'm pretty big, right~?
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I'm-- surprised that you fit--
[ Lilia gasps out, small shudders running through his body, little twitches wracking his form. By the way he squirms, it's clear he's trying so hard to keep himself still.
The bite against his ear elicits another whimper. ]
Mmmhm, you are... you're far bigger than I'm used to, [ The small admission is panted out, making it obvious that Lilia was so distracted even now with how Floyd felt inside of him. ] ... but nothing I cannot handle.
What do you say we make this a game? If you cum first, I get to drag you out for a shopping trip once I've secured a job, and dress you up in all sorts of cute outfits. If I cum first, then... well, I'll let you decide your side of the terms. It wouldn't be fair if I decided, would it?
[ Ah, there it was, he managed to calm down enough to run that pretty little mouth of his. ]
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[If Lilia says he can handle him, then, sure. He can handle him. What reason does he have to slow down? He continues to bite down and even digs his fingers in, ready to thrust... but then that curious question is posed and he pauses, staring at the back of Lila's head.]0
Huuhh... Kinda sounds like a win-win for me, doesn't it?
[Seriously, what's this about? Is he actually trying to be in debt to Floyd on purpose?]
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