altimit | catch all >> september

[ Fandaniel makes a sound of remorse when his hands are pried away and pinned, doubly so when Hector breaks the kiss and leans away to carry on fucking himself on his cock with wild fervor. He can't complain, though, since, considering the latter, lingering on everything other than the tight slide of muscle moving and clutching around him is nigh impossible.

He pants into the air, eyes barely open as he watches Hector move. He's drawn his legs up specifically to better angle his hips and thrust back against him, rolling forward to meet him when he drops down onto him, away when he bobs up, trying to establish some kind of pattern as they blaze their way towards completion. ]

Ha. You... you look better.

[ Specifically on his dick, of course. He lets out a laugh, hands vainly tugging against Hector's grip, but once he's sure he means to keep them pinned overhead, he lets him. Being manhandled this thoroughly is a treat and he arches his back and throws his head about, giving Hector all that nice squirming under him that he may have been hoping for. ]

No, no, start with the eels. I will do the sauce. The work goes faster if we share the burden, isn't that right?

[ He'll set the filet knife down on the cutting board with the eels, though, to leave it for Hien to deal with. He'll move aside to sort through the kitchen's inventory again, picking out what's needed for the unagi sauce. ]

Once those are cleaned and portioned out, we glaze it with the sauce and then grill it.

Actually managing to be my friend, that's what.

[ It's very rare, a singular exception to his overall disdain. Everyone else? Acquaintances, tools, and people to be used until he no longer needs them. Sure, he may show fondness for some of them, but, in the end, it won't matter.

They'll all be gone from his life soon enough or, well, it's more like the other way around, isn't it? ]

An ox? Ha! No, no, that one, I can see that one so clearly! Yael with ox ears flicking angrily, horns on his head, a cow's tail. Hahaha. That would be...

[ Fandaniel moves what he's been chopping into a bowl and rustles around the inventory for the next ingredient that he needs. ]

Perfect, I think. It would suit him.

[ Ah, well, he isn't going to be able to dodge that in time (6). He throws an arm up, letting it take the brunt of the slash. His sensors, however, are on. He always leaves them on. He can feel cloth and skin burn, cauterizing the slash cut into his flesh shut.

Yet, that doesn't scare him off. Has he lost his mind? Has he? ]

Yes, actually! Hahaha!

[ He cackles out the answer, losing himself in the role of the villain murderously stalking the streets of an eternally dark city. Another spell gets snapped out, a GiVak Kruz (10), flung at Michel as he circles in a quick motion, deciding to keep moving to try and avoid another swing of that blade. ]

Edited 2023-09-17 15:34 (UTC)

[ Fai smiles, though he's sure that he and Fandaniel agree on this one for very, very different reasons here. ]

He's certainly as stubborn and as strong as one. Plus, those ears and horns would look really cute on him.

I hope that's what he ends up with, then. I want to take screenshots...

[ Not just of Yael but all of them. It'll be a fun thing to share with the forums. Like an actual fun thing for once, not just a malicious trolling thing. Ah, but he does pause in his meal prep efforts to give Fai a sly sidelong glance. ]

So, is he hung like one as well? Hmm?

[ Yeah, there's got to be another reason Fai would suggest 'ox' out of all possible animals. ]

[ Hien nods and looks at the eels again. Before that, he gets a bucket of hot water, dunks the eels into that, then after a while, he removes them from the hot water to dunk them into a bucket full of ice water. It's great being an admin where he can just code things into existence, but he actually likes cooking, so he won't just code up prepared eel food. With the fillet knife, he scrapes away the slimy outer layer. He neatly cuts it from the head along its back, cleanly removes the innards, and fillets it with the back of the knife after separating the flesh from the bone.

... ]

Are you going to fry the liver too?

[ Could be tasty. ]

[ Fandaniel fucking up into him at the same time sends intense, intense sparks of ecstasy shooting up and down Hector's spine, his limbs. He lifts his head, grits his teeth, and clenches his eyes shut. Fuck. This was total happenstance, but it's fucking great when the other guy's on the same page as him.

He attempts a smile at the compliment, but he's too deep in the throes of his bliss to manage. He grows lightheaded; each thrust against him just pushes him closer and closer to the edge, pushes louder and louder moans from the depths of his throat.

It doesn't take much, after that. Hector presses his chest into Fandaniel as he loses control, and a shudder runs through his body as his cum spills all over their stomachs, their chests. He breathes hot into his neck, sinking into him as his movements slow. Not that he'll ask Fandaniel to stop, though; with the way he breathes, he moans, it's almost as though he wants to drag his orgasm out as long as possible. ]

[ The downside of asking a question like that is that sometimes, annoyingly, you get an answer. Michel lunges sideways to dodge that blast of fire with admirable grace (15), but his pivot to counter-thrust with an Ani Revolver (4) is scarcely better than stumbling forward with the pointy end of the sword in the approximately right direction.

Apparently Fandaniel's circling strategy is actually quite dizzying. ]

Clearly. The area is barely a few minutes away. You could have asked.

[ That Fandaniel had asked about the bug is something he will file away for future consideration. When he isn't fighting for his (non-essential) avatar life and his (much more essential) dignity. ]

Ah? What's this? Do you want to eat that?

[ Fandaniel has been keeping an eye on Hien as he works and he's actually glad to confirm that, yes, Hien does know what he's doing. So, when he asks that, he turns away from putting the sauce away and quirks an eyebrow at him. ]

If you want to save the livers, I can grill them up just for us. We'll have them with some of that nice sake I took from the hot springs.

[ Damn (Fan)daniel... The answer is out of Fai's mouth before he can keep it shut. ]

He's pretty big. Definitely one of the bigger ones I've had in me.

[ Ugh.

Well, time to focus on this sweet potato pie. ]

[ It would seem that's the end to any sensible attempts at conversation. Instead, the two of them fill the air with the sound of moans and flesh slapping vigorously together as they rock against one another feverishly. Every plunge he takes up deep into Hector draws panting breaths out of Fandaniel and he has no doubt he's rocking all the same in the real world, though his sense of that, his real body, is distant in comparison to the all-consuming pleasure in the game.

Is this better than the real thing? He'll wonder after for a long time but he'll never have the chance to test it against Hector in reality. It's better that way, this sort of anonymous sex without it being truly anonymous. There are no drawbacks, no worries, apart from the clean-up they'll both have to do once they log off and find... well...

Let's just say the game does a fine job of tricking the body.

But as Hector clings to him, shuddering and coming all over them, leaving slick cum to spread across their stomachs and chests, Fandaniel carries on fucking up into him, chasing that same burning need through the clench of muscles constricting around him. It isn't long before he reaches that same tipping point, slamming his hips up as hard as he can as his orgasm takes him by blinding force. He spills deep inside Hector, hips still jerking against him as he rides that pleasure out. ]

[ There's a snort of laughter. Ah, surprising he actually got an answer! ]

Really? I admit it, I'm jealous. I barely ever get anyone that big when abroad. [ Because he doesn't dare go looking here in Japan, even if he knows where to go. ] And when I do, they never want to put in the work.

[ The curse of being a switch. He ends up topping all the damn time. ]

[ That just makes him laugh. ]

You'll find someone that likes topping eventually, I'm sure.

[ Though Fai understands the curse of being a switch all too well. It's a real (lack of) pain in the ass. ]

Why don't you immediately start asking how big they are? I bet you can narrow it down.

[ With a wink, Fai returns to his meal prep. It's terrible advice, but hey, it might work on someone. ]

Sure.

[ Hien doubts that he'll get drunk from sake anyway, and this will be a nice treat. ]

I'll save them then.

[ He puts them aside and starts working on the second eel, using the same method as last time. Knife work... ]

Edited 2023-09-18 01:48 (UTC)

That's what you find annoying?

[Buddy.]

[ that you cum in real life when you cum in the game is going to be a fun little surprise,

After so long without sex, it may as well be as good as the real thing. That ecstatic buzz leaves his mind suspended in bliss; Hector pushes his hips down to make it easier for Fandaniel to keep slamming his cock into him, hard, even as his own orgasm comes and goes. His teeth sink into the younger man's collarbone, as it's getting very close to being just a little too much. Words stir, unformed, in the depths of his throat, and his hands move to stop him—

But when all goes still, air filled with only panting breaths, he doesn't need to.

Hector leaves the afterglow (?) hang over them for a moment before he pushes himself upright. His face is still flush, and his eyes still hazy from the sex as they wander Fandaniel's torso, to his face.

He gives a weak, breathy laugh, and pushes his hair back and out of his face. ]

Fuck. You're a mess.

[ Fandaniel's aware, so he prepared ahead of time. Hector, however, let's just say Fandaniel is looking forward to the reaction when he finds out.

As his own flash of bliss trails off and he's left biting his lip when Hector moves, sitting up, while his softening dick is still in him, the motion jostling sensitive flesh, he can only give the older man a look, eyebrows raised, and then, after that initial bit of biting back that groan, a breathy laugh. ]

Said the kettle to the pot, is that the saying? Aren't we lucky, then, to have chosen to do this next to a hot spring?

[ No shame in slithering their way back into the water and recuperating there, clearly. ]

[ Only if you don't try, Hien, only if you don't try.

With the sauce out of the way, Fandaniel will get the setup for grilling prepared, and then move on to cutting up vegetables for the tempura. There's quite a bit to do, though having someone else handle the eels has saved a lot of time.

It's quiet for a time as they work but, eventually, too quiet, and so Fandaniel speaks up. ]

Your roommate got back to me, by the way.

[ Hien would have been fine with the quiet atmosphere, but then Fandaniel speaks up and he raises his head. ]

What did he say? He wouldn't tell me anything...

[ Just pretend Fandaniel gets a very bewildered What the fuck?! message after this, for his own laughing pleasure.

Hector laughs at that. He can't imagine what he looks like right now. Been a while since he hasn't had to worry about being discreet.

He lifts himself up and off Fandaniel with a little sigh, what spend the other man gave him dripping out over back to him once more, then reaches to grab the towel he wore into the baths. He gives himself a quick wipe-off before tossing it Fandaniel's way. ]

And good thing it's just digital, right?

[ They don't have to actually worry about dirtying the baths. And so he doesn't! He slides back into the water, cleansing himself of the cum and sweat. Ahhh. ]

Edited (important detail) 2023-09-19 13:33 (UTC)

An arena is hardly as fun!

[ Though wow, wow! Fandaniel avoids the thrust of the blade by a mile (14), still laughing all the while. Just keep circling, that seems to be keeping him thrown off enough to continuously miss. Ah, but he'll eventually decide to come to a half a few steps back, itching to try out one of his newer spells. ]

Though you are always welcome to meet me there if you so desire a rematch. Oh, but first, how about you meet my friends?

[ Once more he reaches for a spell from his tome and this time it isn't elemental, no blasts of fire or lightning. Instead, three lights explode into life around him and take shape.

Goblins! Three Goblins! He's used More Goblins and all three immediately set themselves upon Michel (11) (13) (18). ]

Mm, only in my dreams... or this game, perhaps. I fear I am often more aggressive than people assume at first.

[ What he needs is someone even more aggressive. Could someone like that even exist? Who isn't Yael? Doubtful!

So onward they go, prepping their way through the ingredients, readying them to get shoved into their respective dishes. It'll be quiet for a time, busy with chopping and setting out spices and bowls and dishes when... ]

Hmm. [ A glance is tossed back Fai's way. ] Say, how would you feel about making some little snacks to serve before the meal, while everyone is being seated? I let Hien make some, so why not you?

Sure. Let me go through your ingredients and I'll see what I can scrape together.

[ There's a lot here, so Fai isn't worried about figuring something out. It should be easy enough.

But as they settle into yet another silence, he decides to bring up that old topic from before. ]

Surely there's someone aggressive enough for you here. We have quite a few people with big personalities.

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