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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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Don't give me any ideas.

[ Which is a little contradictory in this context, because on the one hand if he did in fact tell him what not to do Noct would have a better understanding of, well, what not to do. But on the other, Vidar's been so suave and composed through this whole experience, he kinda wants to press his buttons and seem him taken off-guard even for just a moment. He's a very mischievous prince sometimes. But now doesn't seem the time to talk through any of that.

Now isn't the time for anymore talking period. It already feels good to watch the way he just spreads himself open for him, hips arching toward his touch, and Noct's eyes flicker upward to watch the appealing curve of his body as he seeks his hands before looking back at his main point of interest.

Except nerves immediately catch up with him the moment he pulls Vidar's cock free of his pants. It feels really warm in his grip, there's weight to it, and it's pretty firm which means he's clearly hard and ready. It's also bigger than his own.

What the hell?? Ugh.

Noct swallows hard as he just seems to stroke and pet it hesitantly, feeling it for a little longer, until he scoots in closer and gives the length of it a long lick. ]

It's fine. That's a good start.

[ and the thing that vidar isn't going to tell him, at least not yet, is that he looks good on his knees and licking his cock, and he looks forward to fucking that pretty mouth of his, but he'll refrain from being extra bold and just be encouraging this time around.

vidar reaches forward so he can gently push his bangs away from his eyes, wanting to see his face entirely as he looks down at him, a thumb moving to caress the side of his cheek as noctis busies himself with his cock. ]

[ His eyes widen as his sight becomes a degree much clearer without the strands of hair hanging over them, and Noctis pauses before flickering his gaze upward, face burning hotter. Absentmindedly he strokes Vidar's cock for a moment, trying to figure out how to continue, but instead of nervousness he feels a swell of determination as he shows a shaky smile. ]

You're makin' me feel a lot of pressure, staring at me like that.

[ He tightens his grip then tugs the other's cock closer in his direction toward his mouth, licking along the ridge of the crown, laving his tongue over the head. They're little teasing, kittenish licks, almost half-hearted in manner, but Noctis seems to be content in his actions. ]

How's the view?

Very lovely, [ vidar says with a smile. ] and quite honestly -- don't be so nervous and take your time. I'm not going anywhere.

[ vidar's thumb runs on the side of his jaw, and to the corner of his mouth where he rubs noctis' spit over half of his lower lip. ]

You have my full attention. [ and the way he says it, vidar makes it sound that he's just there for him and him alone. he tries to look unaffected by his efforts, but he's getting warm, and noctis is only too adorable even when he's sucking dick. vidar's doing his best to be patient, too. ]

[ The heat swells all the way to his ears and even the back of his neck, and he really wishes Vidar would move his hand away so he didn't have such a clear view of how hot and bothered this is actually making Noct feel all of a sudden. He didn't think sucking dick would end up turning him on, and maybe it has more of something to do with the environment around them, all the people fooling around and being intimate, that he's part of something kind of filthy but fitting in just fine.

But he has to admit, he's really hard right now, and he really wants to get this guy off so he can do something about the ache in his pants.

His lips part wider at the glide of that thumb, smooth and slick against saliva, and Noctis pauses his ministrations in order to drag his tongue over Vidar's thumb for a moment, wrapping around it, sucking it into his mouth then pulling back. Down he goes once more, teeth scraping gently over the digit pulled into the warm heat of his mouth, suckling softly, and he pulls back and completely off. Noct turns his attention back toward the other's straining cock, lips glistening with saliva now, and he begins laving long, wet licks along the taught grooves of the sheath before wrapping his lips over the tip in a wet kiss. ]

[ oh my. vidar smiles wider at that sight, left wanting for more by noctis' efforts with his thumb and on his cock. he lets out a slow hiss, pleased with how noctis is working him hard. and the longer he goes the more it becomes pleasurable, vidar biting his lower lip as he arches his neck back.

his hips thrust up ever so slightly into his mouth, mindful of his partner and wanting to choke noctis on his length when it's his first try. but oh, how wonderful does that warmth feel on his dick, and he certainly wants more of it. ]

.... that's it. Keep going.

[ As his cock slides a little deeper into his mouth, against Noct's judgement, he makes a surprised noise and eases back a moment, eyes flickering upward to watch Vidar's face, brows furrowing while his gaze slightly narrows as if he could clearly be pouting if he didn't still have him in his mouth. But he doesn't bother with a reprimand, and instead takes it as his cue to stop dawdling and do more.

Wrapping a hand around the base, Noctis lets his mouth bob up and down, trying his hardest to be careful about teeth. His own dick's starting to feel a little painful from neglect, but he thinks he can ignore it for just a bit longer. It'll make it easier to focus on getting Vidar to finish. ]

[ what a cute face. vidar had plans not to commit most people's names and faces to memory for the night, mostly because it'll be awkward later on, but this one, he can certainly remember. he's soft and adorable enough to make an impression on him.

vidar grasps the side of his head, running his fingers through his hair as noctis bobs his head over his cock. he then grasps his hair firmly and slides it as far back as he can before pulling it back out, nothing that'll choke him yet unless noctis is eager enough to deep throat him. it feels good, and vidar is appreciative enough that he lets out soft, heated murmurs as he fucks his mouth. ]

How lovely you look. Especially that mouth of yours. [ vidar rubs his thumb on his cheek as he looks up at him, smiling. ] You're making it very difficult .... to not be greedy, and want more.

[ He almost thinks he's going to pull out completely, Noct's eyes widening in shock and confusion, but the full length of him slides right back in against his tongue and he feels it bump dangerously close to the back of his throat. His reflexes seize immediately as he shuts his eyes, swallowing around him, trying not to choke. It's the soothing murmur of the other man's voice and the tender stroking along his cheek that barely keeps him together.

Noct hums around his cock, and it's difficult to figure out if he wants to speak or if he's moaning, but the wanton expression on his heated face gives away his clear reaction easily. Even if his jaw is starting to hurt from having his mouth open so long, he wants this, he wants to push this guy over the edge, see him lose control. Know what it's like to actually do something right for once. And so he tries to slide his mouth down over his length once more, taking in as much as he can.

There's a faint trembling motion to one of his shoulders, an arm pulled into his lap while his free hand grinds a palm against the erection he's developed and can't ignore much longer, all while he continues drooling a mess around Vidar's cock. ]

[ ah, he's close. and the way noctis is so earnest in sucking his dick is helping him push through that. while he's still fucking his mouth, vidar isn't rough, mindful of how much he's shoving into his mouth and how much he can take. he's not going to force him to choke on his dick even if it's tempting, sorely tempting, to just push it right through and let him feel his throat tighten around him.

the sight of noctis palming his cock is nice, too, and vidar grins at that, his eyes dark and heated as he watches him get desperate on his feet. there's a viciousness in him that makes room for such things, although vidar is very good at keeping his urges under control.

still, he wouldn't feel it with the way vidar holds him firmly, only pausing to slow down when he thinks he's pushed far deeper than he thought -- ]

I'm close, [ he says breathlessly. he pulls his cock from his mouth so he can talk, and ah, what a sight that was -- ] Tell me how you want it, Noctis.

[ he wants to hear him tell him if he'd rather swallow, or vidar can make a mess on his face. he can decide for him later, but .... he wants to hear it from him. ]

[ He'll have to thank Vidar for his consideration later, but for the moment he's left a little dazed as the other's sloppy cock pops free from his mouth, and Noct is left gasping for air, panting heavily with saliva and precum spread across his glistening lips. He can still taste it, can still feeling the lingering sensation of the other's girth spreading his mouth wide, like he hasn't even left him. Trying to suck in breath into his aching lungs, his dark, heady gaze looks upward at Vidar's face then down to his straining dick.

On his face is honestly the safest bet. There's no way he could swallow him down, not with his lack of experience and this being his first time. But even in his turned-on state, he still feels sort of giddy, kinda cheeky. ]

If it gets, in my hair... the mess'll be a pain.

[ He tries to lean in and lick one long sticky stripe up his cock, all the way up to the tip, and he mumbles before he wraps his lips around the head once more. ]

Just do it in my mouth.

[ vidar laughs. how brash, indeed. ] Alright. I'll try to be nice.

[ he parts his mouth open with his thumb, rubbing it nice over his lower lip before he pushes in his cock again. poor noctis, barely keeping himself in check with his own erection straining against his pants -- vidar just smiles at that even as he starts thrusting into his mouth again. ]

Don't worry. I'll take care of you after.

[ he hasn't forgotten, and it's very generous of him to mind his own pleasure first before tending to the one he has, anyway. vidar groans as he feels that nice heat around his mouth and how keen noctis is to suck him off. he can't deny that earnestness, so vidar fucks into him again and again, panting and moaning as he does.

it doesn't take long, and he does come in his mouth -- a slight shout of his name is all he gets for a warning as he spills in his mouth. vidar sighs, exhales sharply, and leans back, pulling back later on to stroke his cock and finish on his tongue. ]

... come over .... on my lap, I'll help you finish. [ god, that was good. ]

[ As he tries to keep his jaw relaxed, lips wrapped around his teeth so Vidar can fuck into his mouth easier, he continues to moan more blatantly around the other's length. Noct didn't think sucking a dick could be such a turn-on, but surprisingly, it is. Even as he starts to feel a little bit of impatience for Vidar's orgasm, the second he says his name, Noct's lids flutter closed and he lets the other shove into him deep, as safely as he can, and he can feel it the moment he spills into his mouth. He tries to swallow around him, gulping down that thick spend, but as Vidar begins to start pulling his cock free some of it escapes his mouth. Hurriedly, he cups his hands underneath to prevent the spill, tongue tucked under the head where a few more spurts exit that flushed tip, now free from the heat of his mouth.

Even as Vidar begins to speak to him to offer to relieve his own erection, Noct is still swallowing, one slow gulp at a time. What drops have landed into his hands he simply shakes off then rubs clean against his pants (that's what he gets for wearing all black), which is probably a terrible idea but he'll deal with the repercussions later. ]

Lemme— swallow, first.

[ He doesn't want to accidentally spit up come all over his clothes. It's not exactly like it's an easy thing to swallow down, and not with the amount of the load, either. A glass of water would kind of be great at the moment, but he really wants to come himself, so thats become the primary pressing need here.

Once he's ready he hauls himself sort of sluggishly onto Vidar's lap, but once there, he hurriedly starts to undo his pants. ]

My dick's killin' me, hurry up and help me out.

I know. I've got you.

[ he's been so patient, all this time. and while that stupor is starting to set in in vidar right after orgasm, he fights off the sluggishness as soon as noctis crawls onto his lap. he's appreciative as he unbuckles his pants, and vidar helps him shove it down to his thighs. no need for shame around here considering he did just suck him off in a semi-public space.

vidar pulls him close, gripping his ass tightly as he takes hold of his cock and starts stroking him, his hands touching him skillfully, thumb teasing the sensitive head and slicking his fingers before bringing it down to his shaft in quick pumps. ]

[ If he did have any degree of shame that'd be thrown right out the window the moment Vidar wraps a hand around him, and the contact is like an electric shock. Noctis trembles all over, practically jumping upon Vidar's lap before he curls in against his body and just shoves his forehead atop his shoulder. He feels like he needs to hold on to him, but his hands are a mess, and so he just grips at the fabric of his pants bunched up over his thighs. The toes of his boots scrape against the ground before he digs his heels in, and he starts rutting his hips forward, little quick jerking motions into every stroke, fucking into Vidar's hand. ]

I-I don't think, I'm gonna l-last long...!

[ It's sort of embarrassing, but it feels like this is something he's needed for ages, and suddenly being touched is like the lid pulled off of a boiling pot of water, ready to spill over. ]

It's alright. Just let it be.

[ very much alright, like the sight of a very handsome man fucking into his hand. that's exactly the kind of finish he wants, and vidar tightens his hold firmly around his base and loosens it up as he pulls back, letting him have a lovely friction to fuck into as noctis trembles and thrusts into his hold.

his other hand is rubbing his lower back, and down on the backside of his thighs, very appreciative of his body as he stares at him in lust, smiling. ] Be as messy as you want.

[ The feeling that wells up inside of him isn't something he can really describe, but it's a bit like that tingling magic he feels at the crack of an elixr or potion bottle, the way the relief ebbs into him, or when he pulls out a phoenix down and the sensation of impending darkness fades away. Masturbation never really did much for him, aside from getting rid of those unexpected cases of morning wood he used to wake up to when maturity reared its ugly head into his pre-teen years. He'd even fallen asleep once only to wake up to his gross, still sticky soiled hand and the sheets pulled over his nethers, most likely done by his overly kind advisor who took pity on his miserable prince passed out from a sudden jerk-off session. That was the last time he ever jerked off. He'd tried it a few times, out on the road, but the fact of the matter was when you're worried about getting caught and you're with three other guys almost 24/7 (with far less shame or restraint than you), you know you're not going to get anything done.

Maybe he's been missing out all this time. Maybe what he needed was someone else to do the job for him, but he's on cloud nine and quickly plummeting downward as his orgasm rushes over him. Noct whines into Vidar's shoulder, overwhelmed, a hand fumbling to catch against his side as he presses flush against his chest and he comes between them, over his fingers, a few streaks against his clothes, and he rides those final violent crashing waves until there's nothing left in him. Nothing aside from the trembling aftershocks, his heaving breath and the unfocused gaze between them as he sees Vidar's hand covered in his come.

And his outfit, all over his chest. He knows he said he could be messy but, yikes. ]

I-I'm... sorry...

[ vidar makes a show of licking his fingers clean, one by one, watching him. ]

I guess it can't be helped.

[ that was a spectacular show which he was just treated to, and vidar is pleased with it. he's in no hurry to get him off of him, however -- being messy is a prerequisite in this party, anyway, and he's grown to accept that.

vidar is still looking at him like fresh meat in front of a rather hungry cat, but at least the two of them have spent their energy over and now they're just resting, catching their breaths. ] I like how you taste.

[ is that crude? anyway, he'll kiss him. ]

[ Fuck. Oh fuck. That's really disgusting but that's also kind of hot. He does not want this island turning him into some freaky kind of deviant. Now would be a good time to slide his way out of Vidar's lap, pull up his pants and call it a night, but his legs sort of feel like jello. Not to mention he's sort of stuck in a predicament where he can just tell the other guy has a look to him that means "I am going to eat you alive" and he's not sure what to do about it other than... nothing? Something? What should he even do, he thought they were done.

He opens his mouth to try to find some kind of cheeky quip, like how many people has he said that to before, to even be okay with the taste of someone's jizz, but it's sort of hard to speak when he's being kissed.

He's being kissed. Noctis blinks, startled, needless to say speechless, and he remains transfixed in his dazzed confusion before pulling away. His face is so red, and it only burns hotter when he remembers those glistening, sticky fingers in his mouth. ]

You could've done that after kissing me.

[ He sort of wishes he had, honestly, because not only does Noct have to deal with knowing what his own cum tastes like but that was basically his first kiss.

Good memorable experience. Great. Amazing. He loves it.

So he reaches for Vidar's head, (sticky and wet) fingers tangling into his hair to pull him against his mouth. Okay, jerk, you want to do it like this then so be it. ]

[ give in to the sexy island, he's long stopped fighting it now. vidar would complain more about having those slick fingers in his hair, but he's not in a position to do that when his partner just started kissing him and tasting his cum in his mouth, and that's really hot.

so he kisses him back. more like fucks his mouth with his tongue, really. vidar holds him firmly against his body that he's soiled with his cum, making sure that he's going to be dealing with rather visible problems after this night though not really caring so much when he's got a lapful of someone willing to be just as filthy. ]

Hah -- careful, or I won't let you go. [ he looks a bit feral as he says it, with all of his scars and his sharp grin. ]

[ Noctis has an easier time following his pace the second round of kissing, mostly because he's not all that worried about doing anything correctly or being proper. They've already made a complete mess of themselves, and as gross as the taste is between themselves and the excess saliva, the way Vidar's tongue sweeps along every corner of the inside of his mouth and has Noct breathless in moments, he kind of kisses him in a way that he wouldn't expect. Aggressive, greedy, like he wants to show him who's in charge.

If he wasn't so tired from his orgasm he'd take up that challenge gladly. As they pull away and Noct licks his lips, meeting the other's eyes, he laughs breathlessly then casts his gaze aside like he's suddenly sheepish. ]

Believe me, that'll work out worse for you than for me. I'm lazy. I complain a lot. I sleep more than a person should. I'm a handful. Or a pain in the ass, depending on who you ask. I got a lot of expert testimony to prove it.

[ well, I'm a dead man, he wants to say to him like his name is actually v*nc*nt v*l*nt*n* and not vidar. same first letters, right?

vidar just laughs. ]

.... you are well-loved. You have friends, despite your faults. And you're adorable.

Don't sell yourself short. There're plenty of things to like, and men have certainly done worse with less.

[ anyway, he's the problem here. not him. but he won't be talking about that, not at all. ]

I won't keep you. [ that's all he says, tempering that heat by helping him dress up. ] But feel free to say hello, anytime.

[ Hey, same hat. Except Noctis isn't dead. Yet.

Is this what it feels like to get flirted with and have it actually work? Because that's happening right now. What a jerk. A charming jerk. Noctis thinks he wouldn't have a problem seeing him again.

Or sucking his dick again. ]

Okay, you got me there. Except for the adorable part.

[ Now he feels bad for being fussy, because just sitting here in his lap for a little while seems like it'd be kind of nice. But he can't leave Prompto alone for too long, as he wanders around hopeless and confused and a very delectable twink up for grabs by anyone.

He decides not to bother Vidar as he works on tucking him back into his pants, zipping him back up, and if Noctis had a towel at hand he'd at least try to do something about the parts of his hair that are spiked up and matted down from his mess. Oops. Hope he doesn't get too mad about that when he sees it. ]

Maybe I'll catch you again, sure. But no kissing after blowjobs. Give me dinner first.

Sure, I'll give you aphrodisiacs for dinner.

[ because what else does this world have. ]

See you later.

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you are so prepared with your icons ... im impressed

i'm here to be transparently thirsty ok

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