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TDM II
Welcome to the The Ton's second Test Drive Meme!
Applications will OPEN on the 1st of June. Players with characters already in game are also welcome to top-level with them. However, we ask that all TDM-related prompts stay on the TDM post itself.
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NAVIGATION.
πΏ Arrival β’ Welcome Drinks β’ The Greenhouse Effect β’ Skinny Dipping β’ Give You Butterflies [NSFW] β’ That Belongs in A Museum β’ Jump to Comments πΏ
π± Applications β’ FAQ β’ Rules β’ Full Navigation π±
I. WELCOME
You don't remember when or where you fell asleep exactly...
Perhaps it's the tickling sensation of a low hanging tree branch brushing against your nose or the feel of the slightly damp grass underneath you that causes you to awaken but when you do you'll find yourself lying amongst a glade of wisteria trees. You're not alone - nymphs of the trees laugh and dance about you, clearly amused at the new arrival. Along with them, your new loyal servant is here on Pheme's bidding. How this servant looks is different to each arrival. Some are saddled with short, stout butlers, others are welcomed by towering, busty maids. Regardless of their appearance, they introduce themselves with a kindness and warmth that is simultaneously reassuring and strangely impossible to resist when they beckon you to follow them from the grove and out into the city of Andovale.
The closest structure within sight is the Palace and its grounds. It is here that the Lady Pheme resides and from here that she rules over the city, your servant explains to you. You have been selected and brought here personally by her. It is she who assigned the servant to guide you through the regency-inspired city that is your new home.
Eventually, they will bring you to your new residence within the outskirts of somewhere called the "Trade Quarter". You are now the resident of a room within one of the many imposing town houses which make up the Grand Crescent. Throughout your stay here the servant will be your own personal butler or maid. This is where all new arrivals will be living for the time being you are told. Your servant will also give you a crash course on life here and the concept of Thumos - the energy or life force that keeps Andovale and all life within it going - including you now that you are here. It's generated through acts of intimacy, whether that be physical or emotional.
Once you have been shown to your room, you are given two things: a network communication device and a letter. The letter reads as follows:

My dearest reader,
Welcome to Andovale.
The delights of our fair city are yours to explore.
I do hope that you make your stay here a most interesting one. I shall be frightfully disappointed if you do not - and we do not want that, do we?
You will hear from me again very soon.
Yours Truly,

Lady Pheme
You are free to wander about and explore the house and its surroundings as you please. It's certainly spacious enough. As well as your own quarters, each of the townhouses of the Grand Crescent have large communal areas, which includes the kitchens (although why you'd like to go there when your servant can fetch any delicacies you'd like for you!), a dining room, a parlour with its own small library, two drawing rooms (somewhere you can go to chill out basically - harp music anyone?) and a generously sized garden.
Strangely, unlike most accurate regency townhouses, there do not appear to be any servant's quarters - perhaps these servants don't need to rest? Or they go somewhere else entirely for that?
Why not introduce yourself to your new housemates? Or enjoy some tea and cakes that have been prepared for you personally by your retainer, which they seem to keep insisting on bringing to you?
II. AN INVITATION
Whether you're brand new to Andovale or a an establishedif a little unwillingresident by now, your assigned maid or butler will track you down. They are not empty-handed and they carry a silver tray, upon which is an envelope with a wax seal bearing the letter "P". Inside the envelope is an invitation. An invitation from your benevolent ruler, Lady Pheme herself.
Each character will receive an invitation identical in wording to the one below:

EVENT AT THE PLEASURE GARDENS
YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME HERE
Is requested to attend an exclusive event at the PLEASURE GARDENS, on 27th of May current.
Admission to the attraction begins at 6 o'clock p. m.
Wear something green for this special occasion.
Lady Pheme
Your servant can help you find something appropriate to wear - or not appropriate, the choice is entirely yours, after all. If you decide to go with their guidance, it is notable that they seem a little less decisive in the sort of outfit you should be wearing for this event - only, as Pheme said, that it should be something green. An evening gathering surely must require formal wear though and they will eventually press upon you the importance of wearing Regency Full Dress for the night ahead.
You may come to regret this.
Note: Even though it's a little different from the norm, this event will still count as a ball and all attendees will get 10 Reputation Pointsβ¨, just for showing up and looking respectable. Indulging with the theme and wearing an acceptable green outfit will also gain attendees a further 5 Pointsβ¨.
CW: alcohol
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So, you've received an exclusive invitation to the Pleasure Gardens' latest pop-up attraction from Lady Pheme herself? How exciting! Ordinarily, the Gardens are open to anyone willing to pay the small amount of Thumos required to enter, but tonight it seems that only those brought in from other worlds are permitted access. You're getting an exclusive preview of the attraction, one of the guards at the gates tells you.
One of their colleagues will escort you down the torch flame lit pathways, through the gardens to the centre - the open space where all events like this take place.
Tonight, that open space is not so open. Besides the vast outdoor ballroom floor, in front of you is a giant glass house - basically, a large fancy green house between you and I. These are often found at grand country houses to show off and cultivate exotic, never before seen plants from far off lands. You've been brought here for the unveiling of this attraction. How such a thing could possibly be temporary seems highly improbable, but that's Pheme for you.
Feel free to begin the evening with mingling and dancing as befitting of any ball, but before the night is over you will feel yourself propelled forward to join the queue to get into the "Palm House," almost as if an invisible hand is shoving you forwards. You're even handed an extremely green and theme appropriate alcoholic beverage to consume in the queue while you wait. It's all very civilised.
Oddly, this drink won't get you drunk in the usual way, despite the alcohol content. Instead you will find yourself imbued with a hefty sense of glee and eagerness for adventure. It's all to help ease you into this experience, after all.
You're admitted to the Palm House one at a time - it's fine, you'll see your friends inside! Just as you set foot through the doors, your head is filled with the sound of a woman's voice, soft and beguiling:
"Dearest gentle member of the ton - what happens in the Palm House, stays in the Palm House. You are free tonight."Note: For those that don't drink, there's also an alcohol free version. It looks completely identical to the boozy version.
Whether that drink has got you in the spirit or not, entering the Palm House is worth your while. All of those who enter will instantly receive 20 Reputation Pointsβ¨. And in case it wasn't already obvious, on this very special of occasions and the debut of her attraction, Pheme is turning a blind eye to what happens to you all in there. These things need a whole lot of Thumos to run properly and some of you will be doing her a huge favour... you just don't know it yet.
There will be no NPCs present in the Palm House, only your characters. Tonight is an exclusive preview for Pheme's Chosen, after all.
Entering the Palm House is a rather surreal experience to say the least. Sure, it looked pretty grand from the outside, but that's nothing compared to what greets you inside...
You might have been expecting a typical large tropical greenhouse as per any botanical garden visit, if such things exist to you back home. However, this particular green house appears to contain nothing less than a few dozen acres of rain forest. If the word "Tardis" resided in the vocabulary of the Ton's residents then it would surely be applied here. Pheme's out to show off again.
The moment you take a step or two through that door you feel strangely disoriented. Take a few steps more - perhaps you change your mind and decide to head back to the door you just came through. Only when you do, you'll find that the door is no longer there.
There is another door out of here but that involves crossing the length of the exhibit - and as you can now see quite clearly, that is not going to be such an easy task. There are paths to take and to (hopefully) stick to, but they seem to crisscross at every turn you take and go in all different directions. Thick rainforest surrounds you on all sides, its dense foliage extending towards what you can see of the glass ceiling and the night sky beyond that.
Pheme hasn't been quite cruel enough to leave you wandering through the rainforest by moonlight alone. Many of the plants here glow with an unnaturally bright bioluminescence - and there is more. Every now and again during your travels you will see the light of a of lantern darting amongst the trees, accompanied by alluring and lilting female voices, often laughing with delight. They might seem a little familiar to you.
It seems that the tree nymphs (or dryads) from the wisteria grove have sisters and they're making themselves quite at home in the Palm House. If you happen to catch a decent view of one of them, you'll find yourself face to face with quite possibly one of the most beautiful - not to mention scantily clad - women you have ever laid eyes on. They won't stick around long though. Make the mistake of trying to follow one of them and you'll find yourselves off the path and even more lost and disoriented than you were before.
You might be really regretting your choice of dress right about now - even if you are camouflaged with all of the greenery.Note: If your character does not manage to find the exit (or one of the magic wreaths mentioned below) then they will only remain trapped in the Palm House until dawn. After that time period they will themselves slipping into a deep slumber, only to awaken right back in their cosy bed within the Grand Crescent (or wherever they've now made their home) a few hours later. You can thank your servant for that.
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CW: large bodies of water, possible nudity
Unsurprisingly, it's hot in the forest, and the chances are that you didn't exactly come in here dressed for this.
While the dryads have made themselves at home on the land inside the Palm House, their naiad cousins (or water nymphs) have made themselves comfortable within the many rainforest pools. You can hear their delighted giggling as you traverse the forest and they will even call out to you in alluring tones, somehow knowing your name. It's impossible to resist following the sound and when you do you'll find yourself in front of one of the many pools that can be found within the Palm House.
Oddly, there is no sign of the naiads now that you're here. The water is beautifully crystal clear and dappled with the snatches of moonlight managing to shine through the forest canopy. That water is calling out to you, to drink and to bathe - you will feel an overwhelming compulsion to start removing your stuffy clothing, dive right in and cool down.
It's fine, after all, there's no one else around. Yet.
Just be care those pesky water nymphs don't hide your clothes.
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CW: sex, aphrodisiac, sex pollen, insects
It's not just nymphs and you lot making yourselves at home in the Palm House.
Often mistaken for moths, there's one species group of nocturnal butterflies, but their wings are dull, plain, and uninteresting. Clearly not a good fit for a glorious Palm House, designed by Pheme herself. That is precisely why Pheme has created her own, never before seen species of night butterfly, especially for this occasion.
Their wings are like gossamer, beautifully transparent like a ordinary glasswing butterfly but these ones glow in the dark. You probably encounter one or two as you make your way through the rainforest, but the longer you spend in here, the more the butterflies begin to swarm. Looking up and you'll see a "kaleidoscope" high above your heads, hundreds of them flocking together in a brightly glowing mass above the treeline. The display is only brief, but it leaves you with a strange yet probably not unfamiliar feeling.
You see, these butterflies have been carrying pollen on their bodies and legs, as butterflies often do, helping to spread the stuff. It seems whatever plant they have recently been feeding from has some very curious properties... and you can probably guess where this is going.
You feel hot - even more than you already did being stuck in a tropical forest. Not only that, you feel the strongest desire for physical intimacy. Effects vary depending on how much pollen you've been doused with, but you still have a deep, desperate need to do something about it. For those most strongly affected and desiring the ultimate, touching yourself may bring some relief. That may very well be your first thought to try, but some is the operative word here.
That person you've always had a flirtation with? Now is the time. You have to have them. You have to have each other. Or maybe you've just met this person, here, in the rainforest today? Maybe you're two people who ordinarily don't even like each other? Perhaps there's more than two of you?
It doesn't matter. You won't rest until you've gotten that release.Note: The butterflies swarm covers a wide enough area that you can be anywhere within the Palm House when their pollen hits. While this is obviously a sex pollen prompt, players can choose how strongly their characters have been affected. It may be that they only got the lightest dousing of pollen and kissing is enough to satisfy them. On the other hand, maybe they got so covered in the stuff that only doing the deed will do. The choice is yours.
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CW: chance for NSFW
So, you're not having much luck navigating your way out of this foliage filled nightmare? There is another way out. At some point on your travels, one of the naiads will take pity on you and try to help you out: "Find one of the wreaths!"
Deeper into the greenhouse, or this pseudo rainforest as it basically is, you'll find ancient Greek laurel wreaths made of pure gold. They might be just lying on the ground, or up a tree, or under the water in one of the forest pools... The choice is yours as to where you find it, We'll leave that entirely to your discretion.
It will take quite some doing given how far into the jungle these treasures are, but should you manage to find one, upon contact, it will teleport you, and whoever you might be holding onto, out of the greenhouse and right back to the entrance to the Pleasure Gardens again.
The wreaths won't be easy to find, and you'll face many obstacles along the way. Some set to distract you entirely from your goal, which is get the hell out of here. Unless you actually like it in here? You do you, boo. We're not judging.
The teleportation abilities of the wreaths themselves can only be activated by generating a small amount of Thumos between yourself and another first, another naiad will explain. That means no grabbing one for yourself and hightailing it out of here! Oh no, no, no. What about your chums? It would not be seemly to leave them in the lurch, after all.Note: Obviously more than one character can use one of these wreaths to teleport out of the Palm House, as long as each of you has a hand on the item and you have generated Thumos between all of you then it will work.
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butterflies
"My apologies," He begins, trying to keep his eyes averted from Nimbus. "I simply- it's too hot, I was hoping to cool off a little."
With his own torso bare now, it would feel just as awkward to dress himself once more and scamper off. "I take it you're having similar problems."
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Wind and skies this guy was incredibly beautiful. Here they were caught with their hand down their pants and thinking wouldn't it be nice to have someone with them to join in the fun, and then BOOM someone appears and they get all flustered. Thoughts of trailing kisses gradually lower down that well made torso was definitely not helping their predicament.
Breaking out of their stupor, the Cloud Strider removed their hand from their breeches and rested it on an upraised knee. Thankfully they were contained by the garment, for now. "It's okay! Be my guest." They gestured towards the pond at their feet. "I was thinking of doing the same myself but got uh...distracted." They grinned, not overly embarrassed that they had been caught touching themself. It was more the fact they had been caught by surprise in the first place.
Nimbus couldn't help but drink in the sight of this incredibly attractive person, but at the question, they smirked a little. "If you're hard enough to practically rip a hole in your pants, then yes." They said shamelessly with open humor twinkling in their eyes. "I dunno if this is from the drink they gave me or just...." They shrugged. "If you want some company though, I honestly don't mind." It was nice to know they weren't the only one in this jungle. And if mutual orgasms were going to be a part of this, even better.
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"It appears to be a magic of some kind... though none I have ever witnessed before." Idly, he moves to trail fingers over Nimbus' cheek. The metal plating has him curious, but he's not really thinking properly enough to ask right now. There's a smile on his lips- yes, it's embarrassing to be caught so openly aroused, but he's no stranger to quick and easy fun. He was simply surprised at first. "'Twas the butterflies that had me enraptured to begin with. And then I quickly realised that I had a bigger problem."
A dip in cool water had seemed to be the perfect solution. Who knew he'd stumble upon an even better one? "Company would be wonderful."
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All thoughts halted at the touch to their cheek and they just stared; their pupils dilated amidst the bright silver. Just that small skin to skin contact sent tingles racing along their skin as if waking up their nervous system and putting it into high gear. Even their pulse jumped accordingly, and they sucked in a breath. Was this just the magic butterfly stuff? Or had it really been that long since they had been touched like this?
The Cloud Strider returned the smile though, glad that their company wouldn't be unwelcome. Elated actually. "I'm Nimbus." They introduced themself, slowly reaching up to touch the man's soft lavender hair and smooth fingers through it, their silver nails glinting in the soft dim light.
"Figured I could at least tell you that, before I kiss you." They joked gently. "That is, if you want me to." And skies they hoped that he did.
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And of course he wants them to kiss him. Enough so that he leans in himself, pressing his lips against theirs and sighing softly.
It has been a little while for him, too. Though of course, he doesn't count the twelve thousand years trapped on the moon since he recalls very little of it. But with the Final Days and the chaos it had brought upon him and his people, sex was the last thing on his mind.
Now, however, it's all he can think about. He takes in the way Nimbus feels against his lips, the way their skin feels beneath his fingertips as he trails them down their chest, and then pulls them closer.
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The silver that was flush against their body was like a second skin; warm and smooth to the touch. However those fingers eventually found where silver met deep caramel toned skin that was very much warm and alive. Nimbus may have been enhanced by nanotechnology, but they were still a flesh and blood human.
Nimbus uttered a quiet sound, more felt than heard, when they were pulled closer. Not breaking their hot feverish kisses, they managed to pull off their unbuttoned shirt and toss it to where their coat and vest lay in a heap. The silver continued from their chest over powerful shoulders, flowing in rippling patterns down their arms. They had altered their armor to not include the protrusions that normally would jut from their collar bones to accommodate the clothing. But it would be handy for this situation as well, providing a warm smooth silver surface for exploring fingers. Their silver latticed throat would be hot to the touch, but not uncomfortably so as soft red light pulsed gently within the petal-like patterns.
With shirt removed, the Cloud Strider leaned into the lavender haired beauty that was quickly making their legs turn to water (and other things) with how amazing their mouth was, thirsty for touch. They raised their hands to grip at strong shoulders and knead their fingers into solid muscle in a gentle caress before sliding their hands over and down Hythlodaeus's back; unable to resist catching one of his lips in their own to suck gently in a brief teasing movement.
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Gently urging Nimbus to shift positions, he eases them back into the grass on their back and settles between their thighs, pressing his hips against theirs. His arousal is easy to feel between them, and when he grinds down a little his breath catches in his throat.
With his hand exploring metal once more, he finds himself curious as to how it's so warm. Is it not simply armour of a kind? But he can't bring himself to ask yet. Not when there are still urgent things to take care of.
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Wind and skies that felt...
They could feel how hard Hythlodaeus was. If they thought they were pitching a tent in their breeches before, they definitely were now going by the aching throb between their own legs. They hadn't been this turned on in a very long time, and the hard muscle beneath Hythlodaeus's exploring hands shivered with excited nerves. Nimbus reached up and grasped onto the other man's arms, wanting to touch everything but not sure what to touch first. But their hips instinctively knew what to do, as they pressed upward to seek friction.
Making a soft noise that was a cross between a groan and a throaty chuckle, Nimbus found themselves grinning up at their companion again. "Feels so good." They managed breathlessly. "Almost forgot...h-how good...with someone else."
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He'd ask why it had been so long for Nimbus, but he's still thoroughly distracted. Afterwards... he'll ask afterwards. For now he shifts his weight to better allow his fingers to explore between their legs, waiting for reactions from Nimbus to see how they enjoy being touched the most.
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"Ohh..." They sighed with stuttered breath, as Hythlodaeus pressed his hips into theirs again. God that felt amazing. When there was a pause in the movement, Nimbus opened their eyes to see that their companion had freed himself from his clothing, and was now trying to do the same for them. Normally, the Cloud Strider would be more reserved in baring themself (being more a giver by nature with a partner), but they were so turned on that they yanked at their clothes to help Hythlodaeus in getting the garments down their muscular thighs instead without even giving the usual heads up. They weren't physically made fully like a man or a woman, but was a blend of both.
Their cock was swollen with need, resting hot on the silver dusted skin of their lower abdomen. The organ itself wasn't silvered, but was lined with silver tinted veins much like the rest of the caramel toned skin of their body. The nanites created a latticework of delicate interwoven silver lines about their slim waist and along their flared hips to add more structural support to their body.
Nimbus couldn't hold back another breathless moan as an exploring hand touched them and their cock twitched in Hythlodaeus's hand. Unlike most men, their balls were tucked up closer in their body. Curiously enough, their inner thighs were slick, much like a woman's would be. The source of this, was a small almost hidden opening on the perineum, tucked behind the masculine features. Not as fully functional as what a woman would have and of course they lacked a womb or a clit, but when aroused enough the opening was still very sensitive and slick inside.
They squirmed at the exploring fingers, uttering something unintelligible as one of their hands slid along Hythlodaeus's body to seek out his own swollen need; desiring to help the man feel just as good. Finding it, they closed strong fingers around it and squeezed with a gentle tug.
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"How exactly should I have you?" He murmurs it against their jaw, eyes glancing upwards to catch their gaze. He has a small smile on his lips, obviously enjoying himself.
He's unsure of what exactly would feel best for Nimbus, as he's never been with them before- he likes to ask first, to make sure everyone's on the same page.
"Tell me what feels good for you." He presses a brief kiss to their lips again, before pulling back and idly rubbing his thumb along the head of their cock while he waits for an answer. His hips rock steadily into their hand, unable to keep still when he's this wound up.
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When their eyes met, Nimbus's face was flushed and their silver eyes bright. An almost vulnerable expression flickered across their features, though not displeased when they felt questing fingers between their legs. It wasn't a part of them they put into play very often in situations like this. Their gaze was almost searching when they looked at Hythlodaeus, and something within them relaxed when they saw the man smiling at them. Their own lips twitched into a smile in return. Eager? Excited? Relieved? Perhaps a blend of all three.
Their companion's question elicited a shudder in the Cloud Strider's frame, and their grip faltered on the man's cock, but only for a moment before their fingers tightened again. Returning the kiss with eager, slightly parted lips, they took a few moments to process what Hythlodaeus said. The touch to their weeping head caused their hips to twitch as they tried to resist thrusting into their companion's touch; uttering a low throaty sound.
"Wind and skies..." They gasped. "P-pretty much everything." They made a breathless laughing sound as they tried to string words together. "U-usually I just use my dick. But...when this horny I....sometimes u-use fingers here...at the same time." They slid a free hand between their thighs to demonstrate. "H-haven't tried...putting anything in there other than fingers...or a small toy yet." Their face was fully blushing now. They weren't typically a shy person but hoo boy it's been a while for them.
Their gaze traveled along Hythlodaeus's body, and now with a little more of their mind present, they pumped his cock slowly, thumbing at the head in a return tease. Orally inclined that they were, they wanted to wrap their lips around it, but was also curious to see how this would all unfold. They nibbled at a lip thoughtfully as they assessed their companion's reaction. "I want to know what you like too...so I can help make you feel good."
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"Hmm. It wouldn't do to hurt you." If Nimbus has only used a small toy inside them... well, Hythlodaeus isn't small himself. And though he could find the time and patience any other time to get them good and ready for an attempt, he's rather desperate right now and he thinks Nimbus is too.
"But a pretty face like yours... I want to be able to see it." So he needs Nimbus either using their mouth, or he needs them facing him at the very least. He trails his eyes over their face, admiring the curve of their lips and the shine of their eyes. The blush on their cheeks is exquisite. His own smile remains, soft and encouraging despite the hunger in his glowing eyes.
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They hoped that once all this butterfly magic wore off, that maybe, experimentation would still be an option with their new friend. The compliment had Nimbus smiling a little. They licked their lips slightly and pursed them a little in thought, considering the options. The way Hythlodaeus was eyeing their features was incredibly hot and Nimbus met his eyes without an ounce of shyness in the bright silver gaze.
"Well, if you like, you can watch my face as I kiss down your body and suck you off...." The Cloud Strider said in a hushed rasp of a near whisper, gaze excited with lust. "I can put my tongue to good use yeah?"
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"By all means, I would love to."
Oh, and he means it. He's so hard right now it almost hurts, and the thought of Nimbus going down on him isn't helping matters.
"After all, I am sure you would look just as lovely down there as you do up close."
He certainly hopes this could be more than just a one-off meeting. Nimbus seems very interesting in more ways than one, and he'd like to get to know them better.
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Orally inclined that they were, they definitely did put their lips and tongue to good use as they teased along the skin of Hythlodaeus's torso, pausing at one point to gently pinch a nipple between their teeth and lick it immediately afterward. They looked up with a mischievous look in their eye and a quick grin before resuming their exploration on the way down to their destination.
They appeared completely at ease and comfortable in the position of giver and clearly had experience in this area as they nibbled and teased down Hythlodaeus's abdomen, smoothing strong silver nailed hands along his body; dragging fingers along his hip bones and then underneath to squeeze the curve of his ass as they nipped in a playful teasing gesture at his inner thigh, so achingly close to where their touch was desperately needed.
Long lashed, silver eyes opened and looked up, seeking Hythlodaeus's gaze as they took in the sight of the man's weeping cock just inches away. Still looking upward, they licked sensuously at the spot on his thigh that they had nipped, making sure that their companion was still with them and watching before they take him slowly into their mouth.
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As soon as they finally take his cock between their lips he resists the urge to buck upwards, instead moaning softly and resting a hand on their shoulder.
"Something tells me you'll be good at this." Perhaps it's simply the air of ease around his companion, or the mischievous glint in their eye. Either way, he's excited.
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They were definitely rewarded with a low moan from him, as they finally did a long languid lick up his hardened shaft before drawing the tip of it into their mouth. The hand on their shoulder caused them to look up, releasing Hythlodaeus's cock so they could flash another easy grin. "Oh really?" They teased before resuming what they were doing.
Swirling their tongue around his dick and sucking down lower, their hands tightened on Hythlodaeus's hips to keep him in place as they felt his muscles twitch and tense. They had every intention of allowing the man to fuck their face into oblivion but they had to acclimate first. It had been a while for them since they had done this.
Their own dick was throbbing with aching need, but their focus was fully on their companion for now so they could pay attention to his cues on what he liked and wanted or didn't like. Plus, the reactions they were getting was incredibly hot and they didn't want to miss a moment.
With slow movements of their head, Nimbus established a rhythm with lips and tongue as they steadily challenged how much they could take; alternating between teasing and exploring liberally with their tongue, and taking him fully into their mouth to suck and sink down deeper. They were confident that they could take all of him once they relaxed enough.
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He is usually quite the thoughtful lover, and this is no exception- he allows Nimbus to get comfortable with their movements while keeping his hips as still as possible, even as his cock twitches and weeps under their tongue. He hasn't been this horny in... well, a long while. He's so sensitive that every brush of tongue against the swollen head of his dick has him curling his toes and trying not to whine. His hips long to buck into Nimbus' mouth properly.
Eventually he can't take it anymore. He groans as he tests the strength of their grip, figuring that if they want him to stay put they can absolutely keep him in place. Those muscles are likely not just for show, after all.
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They thoroughly enjoyed feeling his thighs quiver with their ministrations and the noises he was making was hot enough that they could probably get off on that alone. It was hard enough to resist jerking themself off while doing this or with their hands currently busy, simply trying to rub themself against the mossy ground beneath them with a desperate need for friction. It was a pity they didn't have the hair that they used to before becoming a Cloud Strider, because having it yanked while doing this would have been great too.
With a low muffled groan that vibrated in their throat and chest, Nimbus finally sank down and took Hythlodaeus completely in their mouth until they were resting against their body. Founders, not only were they so hard it hurt, they were dripping wet too. It wasn't often that they craved having something enter them, but they definitely wanted to be filled with something.
After a few moments to relax, they drew up on Hythlodaeus's cock until he was almost all out before sinking down completely again with another soft groan. Only then, did they relax their hold on his hips so that he could move if he wanted. Nimbus probably would have said something teasing or simply requested that he fuck their brains out. Either way, their mouth was too busy.
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If they seem to be in distress he'll stop of course, but right now he needs to get off. His hand slides to the back of their head where he pushes them down with every thrust upwards of his hips, and his breathing soon becomes shallow and strained.
"Ah... you are doing wonderfully..." His thumb caresses the nape of their neck as his hand smooths down their back, blunt fingernails digging into skin. He's breathless, biting his lip hard as he edges ever closer to release. If Nimbus doesn't want him to finish in their mouth, now would be the time to signal as much.
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The combination of praise, and the caress at the exposed skin of their nape caused tingling shivers to move down the Cloud Strider's spine. They arched up a little into the touch in a sinuous movement as the strong muscles of their shoulders tensed and quivered. They could feel the scritch of his nails once his fingers passed from smooth silver to the bare skin of their upper back and they uttered a throaty sound that resonated in their chest but was mostly muffled with their mouth being thoroughly stuffed.
Nimbus had no qualms in stopping unless Hythlodaeus wanted them to; not minding if the other man finished. They would simply take him as deep as they could and suck rhythmically to help him along.
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He hasn't forgotten about Nimbus, though. So eventually he sits back up, the hunger in his eyes giving way to a softer, more appreciative gaze.
"Well now... I should be terribly disappointed if we don't do that again." He smiles, lopsided, as he shifts to catch their lips with his own again, tasting himself on them.
"But what can I do for you now, hm?" He hasn't bothered to fetch his clothing from the ground yet. He wouldn't mind a dip after this, actually. He hopes Nimbus joins him.
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Amazingly, they managed to swallow everything without making a mess, and they collapsed onto the grass next to Hythlodaeus to rub briefly at their jaw and try and catch their breath while the other man recovered. They licked their lips in satisfaction, mouth shifting into a grin when their companion sat up.
"Yeah! That was fun." They agreed, sitting up just in time for Hythlodaeus to catch their lips in his own. When they parted, Nimbus's reflective silver eyes were still heavy with quiet lust as they met the man's gaze and their skin was flushed. They licked their full lips slightly again, considering. They weren't used to receiving as much as they were giving. Honestly they wanted to be fucked good and hard in the femme part of them, while getting off with their dick at the same time. But after the good cum that Hythlodaeus had, they doubted he'd be up for it.
"I'd love for you to touch me..." They said finally, tones still breathless as they looked down at how hard they were. "...everywhere. It feels so good." Whether it was butterfly magic or not, they were still pretty touch starved.
The Cloud Strider worked on tugging their breeches the rest of the way off, managing to shift the nanite armor on their legs to ease the effort. This bared their feet, as the silver shifted away from them and settled from ankle to knee. This allowed them to get the tight fitting material off much easier and they tossed the garment aside. They sighed, breath uneven, stretching out on the mossy grass now that they were completely undressed. Just feeling the textures against their bare skin caused them to nearly shudder with a groan.
"It's too bad you came first. Preparation be damned I want..." They hesitated before trembling fingers slid down towards their parted thighs, feeling the slickness there. Their cock shifted with their uneven breath. "I want... you in here." They were flushed deeply now, not used to admitting their wants like this. They closed their eyes, in the first shy looking gesture that they've shown so far. "While I get jerked off..." If they weren't so damned turned on, they probably wouldn't have admitted all that out loud.
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So he shifts to settle between their legs, running his hand down their chest and stomach to find their cock, stroking slowly. "I would love to do that for you- alas, I fear making you wait any longer would be terribly cruel."
His fingers shift and dip in between the wetness between their thighs, and then trail back up underneath their cock again. "With that said, would you perhaps spend another night with me?"
If they can meet again, as long as Nimbus still wants this, they can have it. His sight shifts, partly searching for the colour of their soul so that he can find them from a distance later. But he also finds joy in watching a soul while he's with someone, enjoying the way it shifts and swirls and quivers. He rubs his thumb across the tip of their cock, eyes flicking back up to Nimbus' face to watch their expression.
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