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TDM 05
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our KING SUITES for all new arrivals. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience.
As a token of our gratitude for your understanding, front reception has arranged for a GRAND FEAST to welcome our newest guests. The attendance of all guests is required. The house will enforce compliance.
Please note that rank-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking social code may be disciplined. We hope you enjoy your stay! 】
ARRIVAL
DIVINE AWAKENING
All King suites have been set to the Heavenly setting for the comfort of these new Wildcards. To call this place a room feels like a misnomer; all of the senses scream that this is a real temple at the top of a crisp oceanside mountain. The only clue that this place isn't what it seems is the door in the distance. It stands dark against light, a stark rectangle distinctly out of place.
New arrivals aren't waking up alone. Reception would never expect their guests to wake up in a cold bed. All new guests will be waking up next to another Wildcard or a current guest snatched up from the hallways. Guests waking up in these heavenly King suites will wake dressed in sheer white tunics and togas that leave very little to the imagination.
GILDED CAGE
AN ENDLESS FEAST
Rugs and cushions have been laid out for low rank guests. All high rank guests have thrones and benches covered in crushed velvet and delicate linens. Wildcards have a seat of honor amongst it all, each fresh new divine lead to the grand dais for their own semi-private tent with daybed and eager servants.
Low ranks are carefully watched by security and wait staff. Some low rank guests may even be dragged in by resort staff to assist serving high rank guests and Wildcards. All high rank guests and Wildcards are revered and catered to during the feast. Low rank guests are expected to feed them, rub their feet, and comply with any whimsical demands. Any low rank guest that defies a higher ranked guest is at risk of being shackled, forced to scrub chamber pots, and other humiliating punishments.
PHOENIX CASINO
ALEA IACTA EST
The game tables are abuzz. Special games have kicked off in honor of the new godlings that are waiting to check in. Even here, those of different ranks are distinct from one another. The lowest ranks wear small slips of clothing. Some are even collared to show they belong to a particular royal or Wildcard. Royals and Wildcards dress luxuriously in thick robes and golden jewelry.
Game managers clap and encourage guests of all ranks to join in on the fun. While there are numerous card games, slot machines, and raffles happening around the casino, staff are promoting three events in particular.
BEAK
ENTERTAIN YOUR BETTERS
Beneath the open arena is a smaller closed arena and the warrior’s bunk. Warriors will find cold showers, rustic wooden benches, and training weapons available for their use. Deep in the earth is a grimy prison where servants who refuse to battle are thrown to wait for their turn. There are also cages where the hungry “animals” wait to go out and entertain the masses.
A long track rings around the perimeter of the arena. Gone is the standard green fuzz and white lines, replaced with stone and dust to elicit the real feeling of running beneath the hot Grecian sun. Foot and chariot races take place throughout the day.
TALON
SHOW OF STRENGTH
Servants that appear too fragile to handle mud wrestling have been conscripted into the oil bearer role. Their job is to slather the warriors in oil from head to toe, and otherwise prepare them for their matches in either the arena or in the pit. This includes styling their hair, tending to their wounds, and wiping the sweat off of their bodies if so desired.
The locker rooms that connect Beak and Talon have been fully stocked with first aid kits and luxury bathing supplies. Warriors that have won their matches get first pick, leaving the dirty towels and shampoo that smells like ass for the losers to sift through. Those sneaky ghost hands are having a field day, snapping rat tails at unsuspecting bathers and locking naked warriors together in the supply closet. Guests lacking vigilance may find their bottoms unexpectedly pinched.
INDULGENCE
DESIRES FROM THE VOID
Things begin to move around the resort. The forgotten and the old exhale a dusty breath. Like the hunger that the Wildcards woke up with upon arrival, as its heart begins to beat quicker, there is a tension in the air of those things hungering to feed. To join in, and indulge. To get what they want.
And they’re coming out.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: Alcohol; aphrodisiacs; battle; blood; bondage; compulsion; costumes; discipline; dominance; drowning; dubcon; fears; fighting; food; hierarchy; humiliation; indulgence; kidnapping; noncon; paranormal; power imbalance; roleplay; servitude; stalking; submission; supernatural; terror; violence; weapons
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's August event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from August 15th - September 1st.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ Wildcard tokens from the GILDED CAGE prompt may be redeemed even if the newbie(s) in question do not join the game, but only for the small item reward; the token does not carry over to Game 52.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Don't forget to relax and enjoy the end of your summer! ♥
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's August event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from August 15th - September 1st.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ Wildcard tokens from the GILDED CAGE prompt may be redeemed even if the newbie(s) in question do not join the game, but only for the small item reward; the token does not carry over to Game 52.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Don't forget to relax and enjoy the end of your summer! ♥
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Natsume was soft in many ways. The roving tentacles would discover that there wasn't much muscle definition to speak of aside what naturally came to him. There also wasn't any resistance at all as he raised and lifted parts of himself as needed for the tentacles to do their job of stealing away his clothes. He met the hungry kiss with a bit of hesitance at first, before closing his eyes and slipping his hands over Kleken's shoulders.
While he had no innocent fantasy of what their encounter would be like, Natsume still stayed relaxed for the most part. He allowed Kleken to claim his mouth with all the predatory lust the man could muster, and even started to respond once he let himself get caught up in the pace. Kissing on its own was probably one of Natsume's favorite things to connect with others. Kleken's pleasure with him was almost an aphrodesiac itself, nudging his heart rate into kicking up its pace. He actually forgot about the tentacles as he let himself get swept up in the eagerness of the kiss, the rest of his body starting to respond naturally as well.]
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[ His mouth isn't the only one doing that; once their clothes are out of the way, Kleken will slot their hips together so he can grind his erection down directly against Natsume's for indulgent roll after roll. His tentacles slide over legs and body, teasing at Natsume's soft skin and curling around his ankles and knees to guide the other man's legs to part. Helpfully, of course, all so the conman can get a better angle for rocking their hips together. ]
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There was a slight resistance when he felt those tentacles pushing and pulling his legs, until he remembered his promise and let them do as they pleased. He was rewarded with an angle that made him moan at the feel of Kleken moving against him. It felt so good that it soon had him hooking an ankle behind Kleken's leg to hold the man there, so he could grind against him for just a moment more.
All the while he was drowning in Kleken's kiss, his hands sliding up into the man's hair as he did his best to keep up.]
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[ When he feels that hook of a leg around him, Kleken moves instinctively, settling comfortably between Natsume's legs while shifting his body to allow a slick tentacle to slide between them. A tentacle that moves to wrap itself around both of their cocks, pressing them together as it winds its way around and around, until every rock of either of their hips has them thrusting into that pleasantly snug wrap of tentacle and against each other. ]
[ The extra friction has Kleken pouring a groan into Natsume's mouth and kiss, breaking their kiss with a last few almost-sweet presses of their lips before he pulls away. There's a need to indulge in his other urges that tend to overwhelm him whenever he loses his mind to a drug like this that's too strong to resist. ]
[ Specifically the urge to mark Natsume, trailing kisses and nips over his neck until he can start biting and sucking over a spot on his shoulder, muffling his shallow panting from the movement of their hips there as well. ]
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This was already so very different that Natsume was forced to re-evaluate how he felt about them moment by moment. The tentacle between them was warm, and the slick grip it provided as they thrust into it together only made each roll and thrust of his hips even more enjoyable.
Kleken would soon find that the crook of Natsume's neck was quite sensitive. The same was true for the small of his back, with both being a place that was seen yet rarely touched by another. Natsume's reaction when Kleken finds the spot in question will be obvious when his cock suddenly twitches and his hips jerk out of the rhythm they'd built between them.
N-nn.. No.. no eating me.
[Everything else was fine, but Natsume had had enough of beings trying to eat him once they sensed the spiritual power he held. He had no idea if Kleken were the type to be drawn to that. It was hard to worry about it when he was so unwound by how good everything felt.]
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[ Not that Kleken was able to convey that fact. ]
[ He can't quite tell how seriously Natsume says those words, his own mind too muddled to really process the plea. He's far too focused on the pleasant slide of their hips together, and when the smaller man falls out of rhythm, his tentacles slide down to encourage the smaller man's legs to wrap around his waist to find their rhythm together again. ]
Mm... You're delicious like this.
[ Words that might set off Natsume's worries again, but when Kleken bites down again, he doesn't bite through skin. Instead he continues working marks over the other's neck, tracing those sensitive spots with teeth and tongue to urge the younger man to fall apart with him. ]
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His legs need little encouragement to hook around the man's waist, but finding the rhythm again was hard when Kleken kept using his mouth to find ways to make him writhe. Natsume couldn't help but stretch his neck aside to offer the man first one side, then the other. It simply felt too good to resist, and Natsume's hands slid into Kleken's hair to encourage him to stay there.
Natsume had forgotten that he was here out of obligation and responsibility. He wanted everything Kleken was offering, caught up in the pleasure of being touched in so many different ways at once. Lips and teeth, tentacles and hands, and that amazingly hot, slick cock that thrust alongside his own. His orgasm was building fast once his anxiety had been laid to rest, and it would only take a few more thrusts between them, one more bite of teeth sinking into the tendon along his neck, to have Natsume arching into Kleken and crying out his pleasure as he came.]
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[ Kleken shivers as the grind of their hips takes its toll on him, Natsume's cry of pleasure and the pulse of his cock between them more than enough to drag the man into orgasm as well, his low moan muffled against the other's sensitive neck. The only problem is that while Kleken may normally take a bit of time to recover, a certain blue powder in his system as his cock still hard and wanting even after orgasm. The rock of his hips slow, but they don't stop. Not when need still flushes through his veins and that slow grind of their hips together feeds that need so pleasantly through the sensitivity. ]
[ But he's still painfully hard and that's a problem he needs to take care of soon. Again. So while Natsume is still reeling from his orgasm, a single tentacle is making its way down under their bodies, a thin, slicked tip pressing against the other's entrance with only a few warning rubs before it begins trying to push its way into the perhaps overly sensitized man. ]
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So he stayed pliant even when he felt the half-expected tentacle introduce itself. He actually found himself welcoming the pressure as it made its way inside him, a realization that made his face flush with heat. He couldn't help it though.. Not after the way the tentacle between them had proven itself so wonderful after all.
He sought to hide his reaction by tugging lightly at Kleken's hair, turning his head to coax the man into another kiss. Natsume wasn't going to deny him anything at this point. One hand slipped between them in an effort to make that clear, slipping down beneath that naughty tentacle between them to fondle and stroke where he could.]
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[ A low groan is poured into Natsume's mouth at the careful hand he squeezes between them, rocking absently into the touch while his tentacle continues its push inside. It's not nearly as slow as Kleken would have gone if he'd had his wits about him, so it's on Natsume to take in the slick intruder as it came. With a slowly widening girth that stretches his entrance as more and more of that same tentacle presses in, curling in on itself inside of him to press against his inner walls and truly fill up the man. ]
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The steadily growing fullness as he's stretched open couldn't be ignored. The tentacle felt just as greedy as the man ravaging his mouth, and Natsume found himself welcoming both with a growing hunger of his own. It had been a long time since he'd felt so good without being drugged, and the sounds that escaped his mouth and throat affirmed it.
He bucked against Kleken as the pressure of the tentacle rubbing inside him pressed its way past his prostate, sending sparks of pleasure straight to the base of his cock, forcing it to hardness again. Natsume wanted more. His tongue thrust into Kleken's mouth, making demands of its own as he grew bolder in his arousal. He wasn't afraid to hook a leg against Kleken's again and shift his weight this time, intending to ride that tentacle right in Kleken's own lap if the taller man let him exchange their positions.
If not, well... It was surely becoming obvious that Natsume was ready for more, be it Kleken's cock or another tentacle if the man was still going to force him to wait. Knowing he could handle either option, Natsume was feeling rather greedy himself in the moment.]
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[ Metaphorically. ]
[ And though he's the sort to hold control with an iron fist, Natsume's clear intentions have him cooperating with a soft groan into the mouth on his. Perhaps he was feeling weak to the boldness, perhaps he was simply intrigued by it, but either way it has him rolling them both with a clean shift of his tentacles around them. Until Kleken is sat up with a large tentacle curled behind his back and Natsume sits in his lap with that tentacle still moving inside of him. ]
[ Hopefully the younger man was prepared to put on quite the show now that he's gotten his way, because a second tentacle, thinner than the first, is soon pushing its way in. Curled around the first to change the textures inside of him, it quickly settles into a slow and shallow pace that isn't nearly as satisfying as Natsume might be craving for. Whether it's to tease the man is unclear, since Kleken himself seems all too preoccupied with kissing the breath out of Natsume again, but it is clear that he may just have to take things into his own hands soon. ]
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He could only take so much, trying to rock between Kleken and those evil tentacles before feeling that he would be driven mad with teasing pleasure. How could Kleken manage to keep his self-control like this? The noises pulled from Natsume's throat were sounding more and more like begging whines, something that left Natsume's face flushed. At some point he'd started stroking himself but it wasn't enough. Did he have to beg for something more than this? He would... He could...
First he had to break the kiss, sucking in a gasp of air as he lifted his chin to expose his neck to Kleken's attentions again.]
Please, I need more, I want to feel you...
[Natsume released his own cock to reach behind himself again in search of Kleken's, and when he found his prize he rose up on his knees again. The muscles in his legs were trembling as he leaned back, clinging to the man's shoulder now as he attempted to position Kleken's cock alongside the two tentacles. He wasn't going to wait for Kleken, not if he could help it. Natsume needed him now.]
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[ Overwhelmed as he was by the effects of the aphrodisiac, there was one thing that could get KLeken to focus, could make the man hold himself back with iron restraint until that specific desire had been satisfied. ]
[ Getting someone to beg for him. ]
Good boy.
[ He'd held out, through Natsume's alluring squirms in his lap and his desperate attempts to fuck himself on his tentacles. Through the bucks up against his own hard cock, eager for touch once more. Through watching Natsume hurriedly try to jerk himself off in need before finally, finally giving in. ]
[ That he presses Kleken's dick against the tentacles rather than try to replace them has his smile only growing deeper and his cock throbbing all the more. If he wants to be that filled, well, far be it from Kleken to turn such healthy ideas down. ]
[ Natsume is spared, just a bit, by virtue of Kleken wrapping the two tentacles around his own cock instead, making it thicker and textured once more as the younger man presses down against him. His breathless chuckle is buried into the other's neck as he shifts his own hips up, impatient now, and if Natsume doesn't quickly press himself down on him, he'll be using his own hands on the other's waist to slam him down onto his altered cock without pause. ]
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It all felt so good though...
Natsume's moment of distraction was interrupted as his hips were suddenly slammed downward and the hard cock he'd been craving was driven into him to the hilt. He couldn't help but cry out brokenly as his back arched, hands scrabbling for Kleken's shoulders to grab on to. Where the squishy tentacles had left him wanting, Natsume now found himself being given what he'd asked for and more. The tentacles twining around Kleken's cock were given a much more substantial feeling like this, and it was enough to leave his thoughts scattered.]
It's so much!
[More and more, he was finding himself growing addicted to the sensations these tentacles could give him. When he could finally drag in a breath he realized his muscles were fluttering around the tentacled cock buried inside him, teasing them both. He felt stretched to his limit and so wonderfully full. Natsume's head dropped to rest his forehead on Kleken's shoulder next to his own hand, committing the sensation of firm hands at his hips as he was impaled like this to memory before letting himself start to grind down on that cock even more.]
Kleken... Kleken please let me move... I can't take it...
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Oh but you're taking me so well... you could take more, couldn't you?
[ As difficult as it is, he stills his hips, resisting the urge to rock up into that tight heat as he loosens his fingers against Natsume's hips. To give him back the ability to squirm so nicely on top of him after that initial thrust. Leaning back against the bed once more, his gaze scans over the other's bared body, tentacles moving to tease at the other's chest and hips and back. ]
[ He wants to see more, to see the other fall into the pit of depravity with him of his own accord. ]
Go ahead. Move.
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While Natsume might be the one on top, it was Kleken that truly held all the power. When those firm hands finally released him and the command was given, Natsume couldn't help but start to rock his hips. Slowly at first, letting his body grow more accustomed to the sensations so as to not be overwhelmed. He had to bite his lip to keep himself focused, when all he really wanted right now was to close his eyes and lose himself in gently rocking back and forth over the same couple of inches.
It was a struggle to remember he was here for Kleken, to take responsibility for what he'd inadvertently done to the man. Especially when those tentacles could be felt sliding over his skin, seeking out his more sensitive places. It was almost maddening in an entirely different way that none of them went for his own cock. It bobbed gently in the air between them as he moved, his hands braced lightly at Kleken's waist for balance.
He wouldn't give in and touch himself this time. As if it were an unspoken command now, he'd take his cue from Kleken - and right now the man clearly wanted to watch him. So Natsume leaned back a little more- groaning at the slight shift in angle as he did so- and encouraged himself to work his slow rocking into a pace more likened to riding. With how full his ass was, every little movement was pulling soft, utterly indecent noises from his lips.]
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[ And while his hips remain still with great effort, the tentacles swallowed up into Natsume's body and touching over him from the outside are doing their best stir the younger man into mindless bliss. A pair of tentacles find their way to Natsume's nipples, suckers pressing over them to tug at the sensitive nubs, while another hovers itself dangerously close to his sensitive cock. If he lifts himself high enough, the tentacles 'kisses' over the head of his dick, but to do so he'll have to slip almost entirely off of Kleken and his twist of tentacles. ]
[ As for the two inside of him, they begin to shift on the odd thrust in, sometimes turning so that their suckers are pressing against the other's inner walls, sometimes turning so it's the same smooth surface that they'd started this with. Sometimes one tentacle would do it, sometimes both. And sometimes, just rarely, the bulge themselves out from around Kleken's cock to fully press themselves against his inner walls, seeking out that mind-numbingly sensitive spot inside of him. ]
You look lovely like this.
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It was as if twin points of heat were arrowing down toward his cock, with another building up from below where those devious tentacles had turned downright evil in the sensations they were giving him. Natsume couldn't help but cry out loudly every time they massaged roughly, or a sucker found and tugged against his prostate.
Then there was the heat of Kleken's voice washing over him again with praise. His efforts not to touch himself directly were rewarded with that one simple phrase, affirmation that the man was enjoying this as well. Natsume couldn't imagine what it must feel like for him, to have his cock wrapped so tightly with his own tentacles, to have that pressure and that buffer from the friction at the same time.]
I can't stop, I have to-!
[It was the combination of all three things at the same time; the sucking at his nipples, the brush against the head of his cock, and the rare thrust against that one spot the tentacles had been teasing. All of at once had Natsume's back arching sharply as he slammed himself down this time. He was barely able to get out a warning before he came in a thick arc that splashed across Kleken's chest first, then another pulse that landed on the man's stomach.
Natsume himself looked to be following suit, his pleasure-dazed expression making him look mind-broken as he fell forward.]
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Then... we won't stop.
[ And when Natsume hits his peak, he and his tentacles move immediately to take. They wrap around the younger man's waist and limbs, lifting his limp body by the hips only to slam him back down on Kleken's cock again, and again. Indulging once more in his own pleasure at the cost of Natsume's recovery period. ]
You- can take more, can't you?
[ His words may be unsteady as he feels himself drawing up toward his own edge, but the tentacles remain focused. Lifting the smaller man's hips up until Kleken's nearly fully pulled out only to slam him back down and send shivers and groans through them both. The tentacles inside of him aren't expanding as much as they were before, but they've aimed themselves and Kleken's cock toward that sweet spot inside of him, each thrust relentless pressing against it. ]
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Natsume's voice broke with every targeted thrust, his cries varying between begging, pleading, and simple groans of pleasure. He clung to Kleken as well as he could, but he was at the mercy of those tentacles shifting his body and driving him mad with the quickened pace. It was so easy to give over control.
At this point if Kleken were to suddenly stop, Natsume wouldn't hesitate to get on his hands and knees and beg the man to fuck him. Hell, it wouldn't even be a stretch for Kleken to get Natsume to refer to him as Master. Not when he had yet another orgasm building up so swiftly after the last one, whether his body was ready for it or not.]
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[ His arms come up to wrap around Natsume's body, holding him close to give him some sense of stability and most certainly not because Kleken himself needs something to hold onto. The lust in his system has him drawing up rapidly to his edge and straight over it, muffling his moan into the smaller man's shoulder as his hips buck up one more time and he spills himself inside of him. The tentacles inside of Natsume quiver as he does, pressing against his inner walls as they do so. ]
[ And even with the mind-numbing pleasure finally coursing through his blood... he's hungry for more. Hard for more even, he slowly begins to realize. ]
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He could finally have a chance to catch his breath, panting hotly against Kleken's shoulder where he let his head rest, his arms limp where they draped around the man. Natsume couldn't remember the last time he'd had someone use him so well. Kleken was either an overly generous... or devious lover, having made him reach his own orgasm no less than three or four times first- Natsume had lost count.
Gradually, Natsume also realizes the cock resting warmly in his ass was still hard. It wasn't so easy to tell with the tentacles. There was something else he was slowly becoming aware of, as well. The heat from Kleken's orgasm hadn't faded. He could feel it slowly spreading up his back and through his body. Was this a side-effect of all the aphrodesiac powder the man had been struck with? Had some of it been lingering on Kleken's skin?
Natsume's cock twitched, and glancing between them, he watched himself slowly growing hard once more, reacting to spreading heat and the feel of the hard cock still pressed into him. Knowing what was to come, Natsume pressed a kiss to Kleken's neck before pulling away, climbing off of him, sweeping his arm back to clear himself even of tentacles. He wasn't going far, but he didn't want to accidentally catch one of them under his knee. Natsume dropped down to his hands and knees on the bed not far from Kleken, then dropped down further onto his chest.
Looking back at Kleken, Natsume made quite the sight. He was clearly making an offering of himself, legs spread and ass high in the air, with some of Kleken's come starting to drip down his thighs. His own cock fell untouched between his legs, already hard once more. He was ready.
You're not finished yet, are you? I can tell... I want to feel you this time.
[As good as the tentacles had been, they couldn't replace the sensation of a hard cock pressing into him.]
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[ The feeling of the bed dipping further away from him, and not Natsume moving off the bed entirely, is enough to get him curious. His eyes slit open to- oh. ]
[ Oh well now isn't that a sight before him. ]
[ The hunger in his veins has him moving, tentacles helping to guide him up onto his knees and behind Natsume, letting a hand smooth over the younger man's ass for a moment of appreciation before letting them drift lower, to that leaking hole. His fingers slip in, spreading the other open while his tentacles move to curl themselves over his legs again. One thicker one moves up near Natsume's mouth, 'peering' at him. ]
How tempting you are.
[ Even in his state, he can appreciate a good showing. And it's with further appreciation that he draws out his fingers, lining up his hardened cock to press in again. No tentacles as a distraction, simply him. Deep and quick and rough without any further warning. ]
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That nearby tentacle was getting grabbed and squeezed as Natsume cried out, needing something to hold on to. The position he was in was even better than before. He could feel Kleken pushing deeper inside, hips snapping against his ass fast and unforgiving in their pace. It was all he could do to breathe when it felt so good. The tentacles wrapped around his thighs were a great help in holding him in place, because otherwise he'd be writhing under the onslaught, but they couldn't keep him from pushing back and demanding more.]
Feels... so good.. right- right there!
[He'd come so many times already that his own cock felt tender as it rocked to and fro between his legs, bumping against the tentacles nearby. Natsume wasn't sure if he could bear to try touching himself, but that didn't stop him from secretly wishing for a stray tentacle that might want to play...]
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