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TDM 12
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WINDING MARKET
A ROOKERY COMES SPRAWLING
SPECIALTY SHOPS
LIMITED TIME WARES
JOBS & QUESTS
A MAKESHIFT TAVERN
Are you looking to make big coin? Do you have the strength and endurance to take on the dungeon? Then we want YOU to join our guild's quest to sLay!
The dungeon is teeming with sexy monsters that need sLaying. All you need to do to sLay is to fuck them real good! Once satisfied, these sexy monsters may drop quality loot. Join in the hunt to sLay and consolidate drops with our guild! We're happy to make trades or buy.
Yaaassss sLay all day!
JOB POSTING ONE! BIG PAYOUT FOR EASY WORK!
I am a pharmacist looking for some brave adventurers willing to go down into the dungeon and collect dongle flower milk for me. I need at least 10 bottles! This is an important ingredient in one of my popular prescriptions. I am not athletic enough to go get it myself and my supplies are running low.
Please deliver all dongle flower milk to the medical shop in the northwest corner of the market. Please note, I need FULL bottles. Do not skimp or I won't pay!
JOB POSTING TWO! HELP A WOMAN'S GROWING BUSINESS!
I am a young lady looking to expand my make-up business. I heard rumors that there's water in the dungeon that could make an AMAZING base for make-up products. But it sounds like it's super scary in there and I don't want to go. Please, someone, help!
You can bring all bottles of dungeon water to the make-up booth in the southeast corner of the market. I'm willing to pay in chips or trade some of my current products. My face masks and nail polishes are really good!
JOB POSTING THREE! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY!
Hello. I need many dungeon slime cores, so I am looking for everyone and anyone willing to go slime hunting and gather some for me. We can negotiate pay based upon the number of slime cores brought. Do not inquire what the slimes or their cores are needed for.
Please bring all slime and slime core deliveries to back door of the Dried and Baked Sundries shop. Thank you!
JOB POSTING FOUR! I WANT COLLECTABLES!
If you're going into the dungeon, I want collectables. If you find that fabled treasure room, bring me back something cool and shiny. I'm willing to pay good money! I don't care what it is as long as it's hard to get and I can brag to my friends about it.
You can find me drinking in the tavern. I'll be wearing expensive velvet and a tiny hat with a feather.
A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT
GOOD LUCK, NEW ARRIVALS
UPPER DUNGEON
START THE DESCENT
LOWER DUNGEON
HALFWAY DOWN
TREASURE ROOM
IT DEFINITELY ISN'T CURSED
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; anonymous; aphrodisiacs; BDSM dynamics; body swap; breeding kink; classic tropes; costumes; cum play; dubcon; death; enchantments; erotic plants; erotic monsters; entrapment; hypnotism; noncon; temperature play; traps; weapons; violence; voice kink
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▶ 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 November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 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!
▶ 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!
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floor 5
That feeling grows deeply conflicted when he runs across John. A man who Dodger doesn't trust just based on who and what he is, but... he's been watching him, and has found absolutely nothing to back up that distrust. So in absence of anyone around who he actually feels comfortable around, Dodger decides that this is likely his best shot at clearing his head.
He appears in front of John in a flash of flames, looking... entirely unsure of how to hold himself. Nervous, trying to meet his gaze but feeling weird about how much he has to crane his head to do so. And how incredibly hot he finds that fact, but- focus, that's not the point.]
Hey. Think you could lend a hand with something?
Re: floor 5
What it means now, here, is that he knows Dodger, at least a little bit, from sight, knows the feel of his gaze and the sensation of his focus. He also can tell that it's been altered, and when he gives a short sniff, he can guess by what. It's why he'll meet his eyes, his own molten gold and steady as he gives a nod. ]
Sure. [ There aren't many things he won't help someone with. For the most part, it's either sex or sex-adjacent, and he's fine there. And he doubts someone would just walk up to him and ask for violence. It seems like a safe thing to agree to.]
I've seen you around the hotel. What was your name again?
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Dodger. I'm one of Arthur's... contacts.
[They slept together once. Hard to say they were friends, or even acquaintances. Maybe that makes it more suspicious, that Dodger knows that connection is worth bringing up.]
I got hit with one of the slimes, I...
[He wavers, and his face starts to turn red. His gaze keeps flickering down, and the rising white noise is getting harder to think through. It's likely why when he does keep speaking, it comes out so blunt and rushed.]
...I need someone to fuck me. And you're here.
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...even if he won't deny the faint, fleeting urge to murder him and stuff his body in one of the empty treasure chests for someone to find.
But that doesn't mean he has to be kind about it, even if he does intend to be 'nice'. He steps forward, towards Dodger, and eyes him thoughtfully. ]
I am here. [ Closer, the height difference is clearer and he'll lean down to breathe in near his neck, smile just a little slyly ] And I'd be happy to fuck you. [ A shorter pause. ] How long would you like?
[ His hand reaches over, touch feather light and delicate along the opposite side of his throat, his voice dropping to something dark and velvety that reverberates over the skin like a physical sensation, one that heads distinctly south.]
I could fuck you until you come. Or, I could fuck you until you're sated. Or I could fuck you for days, until you forget your own name and don't remember what it is not to have me inside of you, every sense perfectly tuned to take in the relentless waves of pleasure I'll wring from your body until you are completely spent.
[ He tilts his head the other way. ]
I could fuck you between your legs, between your thighs, between your lips... or all three at once, overwhelm you entirely, until you can barely breathe for how full you feel, every thrust rattling you from toes to teeth. So...
What would you like?
cw: references to SA
The voice, the tone and the words especially have Dodger in a sort of daze, his breath picking up subtly and his skin heating up to something just past a human fever. The temptation is there to ask for all of it - getting fucked for days sounds amazing, to his slime-addled brain, and surely a god can handle whatever his body would do once his senses returned to him.
But that last offer stops him in his tracks, and his fingers twitch nervously. The slime can smooth over a lot of trauma, a lot of memories, but it can't make him wish for something like his last night with Arzial's cult. Drugged out of his mind, having every hole used without any ability to stop it or even participate. It's precisely that experience that's made him so sure that John must be dangerous.]
Just between my legs. [He mutters finally, his voice heavy with lust that's still tinged with nerves.] Until I get my head on straight, I- I'll burn you, if we go too long.
[Not by choice. It's why he normally can't bottom. His body likes to protect itself, and he feels like he has no control over it when he starts to panic.]
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Understood. [ That, at least, he takes seriously. And he'll keep stroking his throat, the line of his jaw, his cheek. Dodger might notice that there's too many fingers; or rather, just enough to touch all the places he wants to touch, without concern for what human limitation would argue. He dips a little closer, though, murmuring in his ear. ] Between your legs. Until the effect clears. [He nuzzles, coy and more than a little wicked] though... a fire brighter and hotter than stars lives inside of me. You can't burn me. If that's your only concern.
[ His other hand is going to start on clothing as he asks- ]
My cock or a tentacle? Or tentacles?
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It's not just that.
[He's not going to explain further, if he can get away with it. No one he's slept with here has wanted to push past his limits, once they realize he has them, but the instincts are hard to ignore. To talk around his trauma, and to not admit that anything can make him afraid.
Dodger pauses again, stalling by shrugging his jacket off while he tries to decide. Both sound good. But he can get cock from pretty much anyone here, and he's never actually seen tentacles in person before.]
Tentacle. Singular. [That feels like a safe option, if not quite enough to sate his curiosity.] If you've got more, you can touch me with them. Just... don't put them inside me.
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Would you like me to remove the rest of your clothes? [ A nuzzle just behind his ear. ] And would you prefer privacy... or should I just fuck you against one of the cave walls for anyone who comes by? [ To be clear- ] It makes no difference to me.
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Might as well. Just- the necklace and the bandages, stay on.
[Fairly obvious which ones he means - he always has bandages covering his forearms, hiding scars that he's far more ashamed of than the ones covering the rest of his body.
The privacy question is a little tougher, and Dodger's brow furrows a bit while he thinks. His first instinct is I don't care, just do whatever you want, but John is very explicitly putting it in his hands. He does like the thought of being watched, but maybe not when he's the one getting fucked. Even if he can't think of anyone specific whose opinion he's worried about, it still makes him nervous.]
...Privacy.
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[ That's an affirmative.
No more clothing disappears until after the next time he blinks, which is when Dodger will see that they're somehow somewhere else: a small alcove off in a section of the floor where no one else seems to be adventuring for the moment. It's unsurprising given the lack of treasure chests or what looks like walls that favor the slimes; even the reverse mermaids seem uninterested in this area.
Once he's aware of where they are, though, the rest of the clothing is going to come off and get piled along with the jacket, which seems to have come with them. As mentioned, the bandages and the necklace are left alone, though John takes a moment as each piece of clothing is removed to explore and taste his skin. He doesn't hunch or bend, though; Dodger will be lifted up by those tentacles, manhandled like he weighs about as much as a couple of grapes. There's no tenderness to the exploration, exactly, but there is a kind of wonder, an appreciation that a stranger is sharing their body and that he gets to explore and enjoy it and that this is a privilege he is pleased with.
Once all the clothing is gone, though, he'll draw Dodger back close against him as he pulls out one of the bottles he has with him. ]
Just in case.
[ And Dodger will get to see him slide a slicked hand over the tip of a tentacle before he'll feel the very same start sliding between his legs to seek out a space to fill. Another will slide around his sac and yet another will coil around his cock. John will take a moment to slick that one as well, just in case, before he starts absently stroking him. The bottle goes away then so he can use his hands on other things, like reaching around to touch Dodger, fingertips gliding over his torso and even checking to see if his nipples are at all sensitive. ]
Everything to your liking so far?
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Then his attention is drawn back to John's mouth, and the tentacles moving him as effortlessly as he tends to move others. There's a power imbalance here, physically, that Dodger can appreciate all the more because of how similar his own power-set is. It's thrilling, and terrifying, and would likely be overwhelming if he had his senses about him. But right now, it's hard to focus on anything except for how good it feels. And... there's something, to the lack of tenderness in it. In all aspects, it seems, Dodger is getting a taste of his own medicine.
Just when he thinks he's getting a handle on it, that tentacles starts to creep toward his hole, and Dodger shivers again when it starts to fill that space. Definitely different from taking cock, but... familiar, in the way that some things are when they shouldn't be. When he goes to answer, a memory pushes through and slots into place where it should be. Invisible tentacles wrapping around him, pushing inside of him, someone grinning at him with a smile cut right up to his ears and then stitched back into shape. And another, sitting up in a bathtub with someone whose face he can't remember at all, pressing his cock in between inky tentacles and into something warm and wet between them. Neither memory belongs or makes much sense to him, but it leaves him with a ringing in his ears and a loose sense of disorientation. And a bleeding nose.
When he speaks, his wording is curt, but his voice is breathy and wanting.]
Good. Yeah. It's great.
[He's starting to hate how often these happen during sex. One of his hand reaches up instinctively to pinch his nose, and his gaze drops down to watch John's hands. He's back in the moment, just in time for those fingers brushing over his nipples to earn another shiver and a quiet moan. His free hand moves to push them off, redirecting them elsewhere.]
...Not there.
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[ His hands will drift all sorts of places, but they won't drift there. Instead, he focuses on Dodger's hips, on holding him steady as the tentacle slides in deeper and deeper. The tip will explore a little inside, move more like a finger than the thickness might make one expect, and seek out a certain spot as he watches Dodger's eyes and lips. Once he finds it, he'll start fucking him aiming to brush right past it, not quite on target, even as another on the outside will let it's tip glide past his balls, behind them to press from there. John's mouth will start exploring his shoulders and neck, murmuring thoughtfully into his skin while the starlight tentacles fuck him, finger him, and stroke his cock. ]
Teeth or no? I won't leave any marks... I promise. But a bite in the right spot when you're like this... it would feel very good.
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Idly, one of his hands seeks out a stray tentacle to just squeeze and stroke. Something to do, to feel a little more like he's participating and not just taking, but he's also just enjoying the sensation of that velvety-soft skin.]
Teeth. I want you to leave marks, make me bleed if you want.
[Maybe not surprising, there are definitely traces of healed-over bite marks on his neck already, slightly camouflaged by the mess of whip-scars spilling up from his back. He never goes very long without at least a few bite-marks and hickeys, if he can help it.]
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I will. [ And that's the first time that Dodger will feel his teeth against the skin, teeth that are much more pointed and... possibly more of them than should be in a human mouth. He glides them lightly over his shoulder, leaving a half dozen feather-light lines just sharp enough to start beading red. The next thrust into him will make the little droplets shake, and the next after that will send a couple spilling down along his chest and back. Those teeth aren't done, though, even if he's nuzzling and nibbling now, dull spots interspersed with with bright pin pricks where he breaks skin.]
Cold? Heat?
[ His hands grip Dodger's ass, spread the cheeks as the tentacle pushes in just a little more, and then presses them back together as he pulls out. He's going to keep doing that as he goes just a little faster, definitely a little harder. ]
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Hard to complain, though, with that tentacle speeding up. And while he's still trying very hard not to moan, a few leak through, muffled under his labored breathing. It takes him a moment to process John's next offer, and a few more to make a decision.]
Either. Both. I don't know.
[He hesitates, and shakes his head. He can get cold elsewhere.]
Heat. I like getting burned.
[Maybe a strong word for it, since he's completely fireproof. But he likes the feeling of flames on his skin, he has a vague memory of coming prematurely at some point from another firestarter 'burning' his chest.]
Fuck... you ask a lot of questions.
[His tone makes it sound like he's upset about it, even if he does appreciate it in its own way. This is good, his body is starting to heat up to a boiling pitch despite his best efforts. He just wants to stop thinking so much.]
cw bloodplay, biting, inhuman features, violent descriptions
Dodger is fireproof but there is fire and there is the heart of a star. Dodger is hardy, but he is still mortal, with a mortal mind and a mortal soul and mortal flesh and questions are how something like John plays rough with someone without tearing all of their insides apart or turning their senses or their sanity into a broken jar of jelly.
Those jaws could devour him whole, could tear his arm from his torso, but they don't. They just stay in place, locked in, the movement tugging and jerking and sparking fresh pain as John well and truly fucks him. Dodger will probably feel the hard line of his cock against his leg even as the tentacle does the work; John is certainly enjoying this, enjoying everything, and his hands will move across Dodger's body, avoiding the spots requested, hot enough that whatever clothing is still left on him is going to burn right off at the first touch. ]
cw: above warnings and also burns
It burns, and it hurts, but it all registers as pleasure all the same. It's the exact sort of intensity he craves, the sort of overwhelming pain that shuts off his thoughts for a glorious minute or two.
By now, he's either given up on masking his moans or fully lost the ability. He knows he won't last like this - because he doesn't have to worry about keeping his strength or his heat in check, and because John's hands are pouring more heat into him than he's ever gotten to feel before. That more than anything rockets him over the edge, and he spills his seed over John's tentacles with enough heat that it sizzles and steams wherever it lands. It comes with a flash of heat across his whole body, before his body slides back to a human temperature, and with it a quiet mutter of,] Cool down, fuck...
[He can still handle the heat, even if his own tends to short out for a few seconds after each orgasm. Not that he's in much of a state to explain it, panting and spent and buzzing with the remnants of a slowly fading slime effect. There's a vague worry at the back of his mind, that they should separate before that effect wears off and the fear rolls back in. Fear of John and all the power he possesses, fear of looking lesser for what he's been seeking out, fear of losing his autonomy or being forced to see Arzial's face the next time someone enters him. But it's hard to care too much about it, when a good chunk of his thoughts are just stuck in a starstruck daze from coming harder than he has in years.]
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More?
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He should definitely stop this before his head clears any more.]
I think I'm good.
[Not fully satisfied, if only because Dodger considers it a point of pride to service others with his body, but he is drained and aching. Which certainly feels good. He reaches a hand down awkwardly, tugging on the tentacle inside of him to shoo it out.
He wavers again, but he's well and truly lost any hope he had of maintaining a masculine aura. It never does seem to last long around new acquaintances here.]
Should I suck you off as... thanks?
[John had offered to fuck him for days. So maybe offering to try and satisfy him is stupid, or at least pointless, but Dodger doesn't feel right being the only one that gets off. Even with his less-than-consensual partners, he likes to tell himself that he at least gave them a fun night.]
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Not as thanks. If you want to because you'd enjoy sucking me off, sure. But I'm not interested in obligation.
[ A dip of his head before he considers and... he pulls an empty bottle from a pocket. A flicker of his hand fills it with water and he holds it out to Dodger. ]
Before you leave.
[ Water. He should drink water. Basic care. ]
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Viktor also reminds him of Arzial, in some ways. Ways that he doesn't think are intentional on Viktor's part, but there's something there. The whole train of thought makes him uneasy.]
Fuck obligation, just tell me if you want it.
[He's pausing to at least get his boxers and pants on, before he takes the bottle of water. He's bemused by it, because aftercare isn't really something he's used to giving or receiving. Just this is enough to throw him for a loop, making him wonder what the hell this is for.
But he is going to drink it. He does need it.]
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Look: if you think I'm attractive and you're turned on by the idea of sucking me off, go right ahead. [ He turns his hand. ] But if it's just because I helped you out, I'm good. I won't enjoy it if you don't want it.
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I like sucking cock, that's not the problem. I don't want to keep taking without giving you something back.
[Past the frustration, he is taking some comfort in this. This had been his main anxiety about John - that in his experience, gods only take and mortals are expected to bleed and break for them on a whim. He's certainly not going to get complacent around him, but... there's less fear here. More curiosity.]
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I enjoyed myself, Dodger. [ He continues, explaining carefully, as he finds the right words to mean what he wants them to mean. He's not being delicate or 'careful' with Dodger; he's trying to express things that human language wasn't really made to express. ] It's rare I get to... use my teeth. Or let my heat flare. [ ...in a way that did not result in mass murder ] We shared something, an experience: a pleasurable experience. You 'took' nothing.
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...Alright.
[He finishes off his water, and searches his pockets for his cigarettes before lighting one. Giving himself a moment to breathe, and think.]
I can't normally do that. Bottoming. So... yeah, an experience, that's a good word for it. Next time we'll probably have to do some negotiating beforehand.
[.......]
Thanks.
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