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MINGLE 001

MINGLE 001: FOOD, FUN, FUCKING

Guests are 'gently encouraged' by enforcer robots to gather into what appears to be a central gathering place in the middle of the settlement area. Attendance is quite mandatory. Once everyone has gathered, holographic emitters kick on and display... static. Loudspeakers tell the captive audience to prepare for an important announcement, and moments later a proper but mechanical voice chimes in:

Greetings, organisms! R̷e̶j̸o̴i̴c̷e̸, for the portents foresee a time of glorious providence! We have recorded your actions a̵n̸d̵ ̴o̸u̶r̵ ̵c̶a̵p̸a̷b̷i̴l̸i̷t̵i̶e̸s̶ ̴have upgraded accordingly! The fabricator general automata grant you a boon, and shall provide much glamorous f̷i̶x̴t̶u̶r̶e̴s̷ ̴to aid in your future acts. Frolic and make merrily, all!

To honor your contributions and celebrate your arrival, you will be invited to attend our first sultry salacious soiree. Join your fellow chosen and f̵u̶l̵f̴i̵l̸l̵ ̵y̸o̷u̶r̷ ̷f̸u̴n̴c̷t̷i̶o̶n̶!

And with that, the display ends and characters are allowed to go as they please.

Upon returning, characters now find that dormant manufacturing robots have been reactivated, and will accept requests to build certain household fixtures, i.e., bedding, couches, loveseats. Because who wants to bang on a dusty cot, right? The quality will not be high. Imagine low-end IKEA. Build quality also varies dramatically and seems to depend on how old and corrupted the machine is. (As with all things in this world, quality is improved with intimate acts.)

But what is this celebration you've been invited to? That much is simple as sin. It's a mechanically sponsored party. Of particular note to hungry newcomers will be a fully stocked banquet ample spirits and naturally, a dedicated area for an all-out orgy. It's a good old-fashioned party, Roman style!

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These are no hospital rations. This is a full-fledged feast. It's no less dangerous, though.
Naturally, the robots have seen fit to add a little bit "extra." Some offerings are entirely innocuous, while others have bevy of effects that you'll soon discover.

You may find yourself only able to speak the truth, or maybe after one bite you find yourself instantly smitten with the next person you see. Some foods incite obedience, others rebellion. And some... well, you can't have an orgy without some good, old-fashioned aphrodisiac.

The music has been modulated to change the way you think. Of course it's electro-synth, what else would robots play?

Slower music induces sleep; maybe you fall into a cuddle-puddle with some of your fellow kidnappees. Faster music encourages you to dance. And some music? That's what upstairs is for.

Speaking of upstairs, what's an orgy without the orgy? You may find yourself auspiciously able to fill your decadent A5 squares. In a large room that seems unusually renovated, as if the robots had given it special attention just for this day, a floor covered in pillows awaits the beast with two backs. No one is turned away, and those attending will get a notification from their devices that they have received... additional credits? What could this mean?

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[ Xue Yang continues, pressing his lips in sloppy kisses in an attempt to avoid putting his tongue on it more than is necessary. He at least wants it hard before he takes it into his mouth properly. Like this, it's limp and kind of unappealing. Like food that has gotten soggy instead of being handled fresh.

He recalls what he's seen of this sort of thing, and he remembers all the exaggerated moans that the women would give as they did this... but that had always been so unappealing to him, and he had no idea what Jin Guangshan liked about it. So he stays quiet, instead placing more kisses and even adding licks in his attempts to coax Shen Qingqiu to hardness.

It's a dick. Pretty much any touch has got to feel good, right? ]

[And his was starved for other people's touches. To think that a stranger in another world was giving his front half better attention than his lover!

It was a bit rage-inducing actually.

Luo Binghe, whenever he sees you again, he will think better of the education manuals he allows to be found.

Sadly, despite its general sensitive nature, Shen Qingqiu was not a particularly horny person, even with drugged food in his system. It twitched a little, it had potential, but rapid growth wasn't going to be there.]

[ Is this why this guy said it wouldn't be worth it? Because he has a really hard time getting it up? What was the point of all that cultivating if it made your dick go permanently soft?

Xue Yang continues anyway, even bringing a hand in to help his mouth. He has no issues using a hand to touch this guy, so where the kisses and licks probably left a lot to be desired even for someone into this, his hand takes a confident grip and strokes up and down the whole length. The size is different from his own and it feels a little strange, but it's not enough to bother him. Instead he continues to kiss at and occasionally lick the tip while his hand gets to work properly stimulating Shen Qingqiu. ]

[Don't be so cruel, he was still a man, he just had his preferences! Touch it enough and of course, it will rise! It wasn't any more lacking than the next person!

He was surprised at the rather quick arousal, and hearing his own breathing become heavy. Was he really so easy? Some random guy giving him a blow job at a party was good enough? Was he actually ok with this?

No! He wasn't okay with this!

But, it was too late to do much about it. Maybe once it was done they would be satisfied. He didn't even know their name....

This really was like out of some of the worst of his sister's books!]

[ There we go, that's more like it. When Xue Yang feels it going hard in his hand, he gives a grin and glances up to Shen Qingqiu's face. He keeps his gaze there as he starts to take the tip into his mouth, then has to lower his gaze as he lets his lips sink down around the shaft.

And down.

And down.

He's never really thought about just how long a dick really is until he feels it starting to hit the back of his mouth and he still doesn't quite have the whole thing inside. Xue Yang considers for a moment, decides he doesn't want to gag on it today, and slowly pulls his head back up instead. It tastes no better this time, but he's determined to see this through. His hand continues to work the lower part of the shaft as his head bobs up and down on the upper part of it.

He both doesn't care about making this guy enjoy it but also wants to prove that he can make it feel good. Luckily the latter impulse is winning at the moment. ]

[Compared to most of his experiences, almost anything that didn't hurt in some way felt good, even though his affection was very low, and made it not particularly fun, the aphrodisiac seemed to make up for that lacking desire plenty enough.

Still, he didn't know where to look, or what to do, it was a bit disgusting to look down, so unappealing. He didn't want to see the acts taking place, with the sounds such a thing makes. It was just a constant reminder of how this and everything else was wrong.

In an attempt to save his sensibilities and put the image out of his mind he raised his sleeves up as if trying to hide from the world.

In this moment, of urges to thrust forward and the overwhelming sense of inappropriateness, he apologized over and over to Binghe, wherever he might be, whether he might see him again or not. He couldn't help but feel a little scummy.]

[ Xue Yang continues without paying any mind to whatever internal crisis Shen Qingqiu is going through. For now he's got a dick to make feel good, and he's going to do it.

He actually tries sucking a little, though the taste is still off enough that he doesn't want to use his tongue very much. Instead he picks up the pace with his hand, occasionally slowing to dip his head down as low as he can easily get it before resuming. ]

[His internal crisis continued, and he really wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. Was he supposed to accept it as feeling good? Should he try and stop it? Should he give in and actively engage? There were too many thoughts to deal with.

In the end, though his hips decided for him, they decided they wanted more action and moved on their own.]

[ Xue Yang isn't quite ready for those hips to suddenly move, and it makes the cock unexpectedly bump into the back of his throat. He doesn't quite gag, but he does feel a rush of heat from the start of the reflex, and Xue Yang steadies himself.

Still, this means he's doing a good enough job, right?

Xue Yang considers for a moment, then on his next bob down, gives one of those moans that he at least keeps toned down from being something ridiculous. Just to see if Shen Qingqiu is going to have any extra reaction to it. ]

[He could feel his soul trying to escape his body. What was that? What was that dreadful sound? He wanted to expire on the spot.

Words were beyond him at the moment though, so all he could do was take his closed fan and bat at Xue Yang's head lightly. Stop that. Stop that dreadful moaning. It was embarrassing, the situation was already bad don't make it even more awkward and uncomfortable.]

[ So this guy doesn't find the noises sexy either. Got it.

Xue Yang stops moaning immediately, instead focusing on his bobbing and stroking. There's probably some technique to this that he didn't pay close enough attention to pick up on. He starts moving a bit faster at least. Maybe that will work this guy up.

Is he going to expect Xue Yang to swallow? He'd better not be expecting that. The taste right now is bad enough as it is. ]

[He wanted to cry, everything about this was terrible, and yet he really couldn't deny the fact it felt good.

How will he ever face another human being again?

He was already worked up, this sort of attention was rare, who knew that direct contact and drugs made up for a lot of things? Either way, he was no lasting very long, release was imminent, and when it came he couldn't help but cry deep inside from shame.]

[ It comes in a rush, and Xue Yang at least manages not to cough on it or have it immediately spill right back out. He holds on for just long enough to turn and spit it out onto the floor.

He wipes his mouth with the back of his free hand while his other continues to slowly stroke Shen Qingqiu through the rest of his orgasm. He's definitely going to need to grab some more food to get the taste out of his mouth though.

Even despite the taste, his lips quirk into a grin. ]

That was kind of fun.

[ Would he still be saying that without the various drugs from the food in his system? Who knows! ]

[It was a strange sensation, ejaculating into someone's mouth and being finished off in such a way.

It was not pleasant.

Not that it had not felt good, really such a thing, you touch it enough and it will be happy, that wasn't so complicated. Even the rush of orgasm wasn't complicated. It was after that was terrible. The wash of regret as the sexual high subsided. That sense of shame, disgust, and over awareness of body fluids. Watching someone spit out onto the floor just reinforced the trashy image of getting a BJ in a bathroom stall in some sort of hedonistic night club that was a popular setting for certain kinds of fan works and novels of certain demographics.

Not that he read these. They were simply things he had run across and as a dutiful and doting older brother in his previous life, he was quite familiar with his sisters interest. ~~Though perhaps too willing to read some things with barely a prompt.~~

Everything about the current moment just reinforced everything he disliked about these sorts of things....

Billing his robes tightly around himself in an attempt to gain some sort of dignity he gazed down with his most aloof expression yet, pushing down all his other feels as much as possible.]

You are a very strange person.

I know. [ Xue Yang puts his arms on Shen Qingqiu's legs and rests his head in his lap, looking up at him from his spot on the floor. ] But you're the one who doesn't know how to kiss at all. I almost thought you wouldn't be able to get hard, either. Want me to fuck you?

I-I-!

[How dare! He can kiss! He knows how to kiss! He's not that bad! He's done it before and it was fine!]

This master is not unversed in kissing, but... but when it's sudden and unwelcome it can only be expected it would be bad!

[He was already so worked up he missed the second statement.]

... I put half a piece of food in my mouth and had you bite the other half. What did you think was going to happen?

[ Do you have any idea how many prostitutes he's watched do that same sort of thing? ]

You cheated! You're supposed to have enough time to break off.

[Of course not. And though he can imagine what happens in brothels, he has only been in one once.]

[ Xue Yang stares for a moment, then gives an amused snort. ]

Were you going to try to eat the food and not kiss me? Did you think that would work?

Of course.

[And why should he have thought it wouldn't?]

[ He leans forward a little, putting more of himself in Shen Qingqiu's lap. ]

Then why try to eat the food in the first place? To humor me? To taunt me? Were you going to pull back at the last moment, shove me out of your lap, and laugh at me?

[When put like that he felt like he was being shamed and was in the wrong!]

Humor I suppose....

Stopping early isn't against those sorts of games... for cowards.

[He raised his fan a little defensively and leaned back, but did nothing else. If anything he felt a little guilty. He shouldn't feel guilty, he did nothing wrong, but he felt a little guilty now.]

[ Xue Yang is sneering now, and though he mutters it under his breath he's making no attempt for it to not be audible, ]

Damn cultivators.

[ He leans in further, taking up almost all of Shen Qingqiu's lap at this point, speaking at normal volume again. ]

If you know how to kiss, then do a good job of kissing me. Don't hide behind excuses.

That's a very unfair demand.

[Why did he have to prove himself? It was such a stupid thing to be fussy over. Is a bad kiss that damning? He had bad kisses every day!]

I-it's not romantic enough!

I said don't hide behind excuses. You cultivators are all the same. You're always like that.

[ Xue Yang is more or less crawling back into his lap now, this time doing his best to press closer. He makes an attempt to pull the fan out of his way so he can lean in for another, much more aggressive, kiss. ]

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