uhmani | TDM #6

If the main hub and its features don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.

Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can visit the training grounds, music lounge, library, and onsen. Also, feel free to leave an offering for the resident deity of sleep (Hypnos) at his shrine! You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities. Even if you do complain, The Peacekeeper will encourage others to set off and find their own place to live out in the simulation.

Granted, the housing market in the afterlife isn't exactly robust. It doesn't help that every place you find has a leaky roof or broken window. No, unfortunately that will need to be fixed the peaceful way. If you'd like more lighting or even cozier clothes, simulation inhabitants are reminded that 'peaceful interactions' are very important!

It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.

Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.

SHAKING THINGS UP

"Hello, inhabitants," greets The Peacekeeper. "I apologize for all the tremors lately in the simulation," it starts, just as one rattles through the setting. "I promise I'll be done working soon." They've been occurring for days now but have been nothing more than a subtle rumbling.

Until now.

"Making final geographical adjustments... Please, hold on to something." There is less than a moment's pause before the warning needs to be heeded. A large earthquake suddenly jostles the entire simulation harshly along with a deafening noise to the east; however, the cause will be apparent. Where before there was nothing but plains stretching out infinitely past the simulation's 'barrier,' there is now a large mountain range. It has snow-tipped peaks, plenty of pine trees, and- "After the trial that was Hiromitsu, The Creators decided to allow me the resources to upgrade and add to the simulation! This is only the beginning, actually, but the rest will take a little bit more time. Until then, I hope you don't mind exploring the mines and helping me test some new features."

There is a brief pause where it seems like that might be all. "And I hope that... it makes up a little for me not being there for you during Hiromitsu." The usual chipper, simulated voice sounds just a touch melancholy. Instead of the regular chimes to signify a broadcast ending, there is instead a small click and nothing but silence.

THIS PLACE ROCKS

For those that do decide to investigate the new addition to the simulation, they'll find a sign above a large cave entrance that reads "Dymuniad Mines." Entering the cave will lead people to a series of underground tunnels akin to a labyrinth with as many metaphorical twists and turns as there are literal. Don't mind the mild tremors that continue as some of the pathways shift and change while The Peacekeeper works. They are now, thankfully, localized to just the mines.

So grab a torch, go for a joy ride in a mine cart, or set out on foot through the deep dark. Either way, here's what inhabitants can expect to find...

Hemimorphite

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: Mild

This strange, soft-looking rock formation draws people in with a sweet scent similar to cotton candy. The closer someone draws to it, the happier they will become. Should one lick it, they will find that it tastes rather sweet; however, it will leave one with more than a candy aftertaste. It is a psychedelic that will cause hallucinations - both visual and auditory - as well as intense feelings of euphoria.

Honey Calcite

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: Mild

If feeling one's way along the dark tunnels, don't be surprised if there comes a spot where you suddenly stick. Trying to pull away will only find one even more stuck than before. The only way to pull free is by using heat but too hot and it'll become a sticky, syrupy mess and be a nightmare to get off. The body heat of two people seems to be just right the temperature to free anyone stuck but... make of that what you will!

Iris Agate

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: None

If you get a little lost in the mines, don't fret! This stone will guide your way when shone under the light correctly. Oh, it won't show you the way out. Rather, it will guide you toward someone you need to talk to. Whatever that may mean! You'll be directed towards them whether you want to actually speak or not.

CREEPY CRAWLIES

In addition to the new geology, there is some new fauna to be found. The Peacekeeper is still adding to the mines as far as flora (beyond basic moss, mushrooms, and other fungi). For now, these creatures hopefully help it feel a little more alive.

Miniature Cave Golems

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: None

Don't be too alarmed if that mossy bundle of rocks starts to move about. Held together and animated by a magic of an unknown origin, these tiny golems 'awaken' when anyone gets close. While golems are usually used for manual labor too large for the average person, it's hard to say what these miniature ones were made for or by who. They are, however, extremely cute and will happily follow or ride along with you through the tunnels.

Rock Slimes

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: None

If you happen to come across small bites taken out of the Hemimorphite, the source likely isn't far behind. These slimes are immune to the psychedelic effects of the formation but still get the euphoria from it. This results in them making tiny chirps and happy noises that may sound suspiciously like 'woo hoo' or 'yay.' They are friendly and docile but can only survive in the dark, dank conditions of the mines. Trying to remove them is ill-advised.

Zubats

Population: Common
Biome: Dymuniad Mines
Danger: Mild

These creatures make their home in gloomy caves. Atrophied eyes have left this Pokémon blind, so they scan their surroundings via sound waves that they emit from their mouths as they fly. Their skin is so thin that they'll be burned if sunlight hits them. When it gets cold out, they gather together to warm one another's bodies. While they will not attack inhabitants, they may use high-pitched sound waves to confuse and disorient if they feel threatened so they can escape.

WHO IS THAT I SEE, STARING BACK AT ME?

Lucky (or unlucky, if you're lost) inhabitants may find their way to the crystal lake. This large, underground pool of crystalline water is lined with large chunks of cubic fluorite and larimar covering the bottom. It holds an ethereal glow although there doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary that would cause the shine.

If one goes to the edge of the water, their reflection might not be what they expect. Instead of what it should be, it's instead what the person looking into the water most desires. This could be interpreted in many different ways. Do you look like you'd always dreamed of, is someone next to you, or is it someone else entirely staring back into your eyes? Whatever the case may be, it isn't always easy to be faced with our most secret desires unexpectedly.

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Trying to take the water by any other means will see it evaporate. Drinking it will have no effect. Bathing or swimming in it will also do nothing special... though it is quite cool and refreshing!

SEXY STAMP CARD

If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.

Sexy Stamp Card

Issued by: The Peacekeeper

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Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it! NOTES

★ Due to the shifting tunnels, characters will only find themselves eventually back at the start of the mines rather than anywhere new. ...For now, anyway!

★ The effects of all the influences can, as always, be as heavy or light as you'd like! It can be chalked up to differences in resistance, non-humanity or not, etc. etc.

★ The flora and fauna page will be updated (as well as the locations) as soon as possible to reflect these changes and recent ones! It's also still open for player suggestions! All you need to do now is link your check-in (or player claim) comment to make a submission!

★ Why not check out the ATP/EMP Meme now up? See who others want to try out, enable your friends! Fun all around!

★ Make sure to dunk your questions/feedback in the thread below!

NAVIGATION

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Which is perfect, since Sizhui's aiming to make him feel good, to glean the most out of this encounter, hoping he enjoys everything just as much as he has been; he wants to know every little thing that makes Itto tick, this way he can file it away for other possible dalliances later. Also, let's be real here, he's had enough experience to know what he's doing by now, but it's not often he meets someone less experienced and gets to take his time with them, even though he's clearly trying to resist rushing head-on into something more too—

However, he's relieved to see Itto smile in kind, the slightly apprehensive tension fading away and his shoulders relaxing after their noses rub together a second time. “Careful now,” he warns teasingly, twisting his wrist in an upstroke then circling his thumb over the head of Itto's cock, the other hand reaching to hook that collar again. “I might consider keeping you.” A gentle tug, just so he can tilt Itto's chin and leave a kiss near the corner of his lips, and that's followed by an almost noiseless sigh, despite the smile in his voice. “You can touch me wherever you want, I'm not too picky. As for what you can do to me in return... hmmm.” His attention downturns toward their seat, he contemplatively tips his head then suggests, “Would you do the same for me? If you lay down with your legs over the seat, I could straddle your face and teach you a thing or two.”

Itto isn't sure if he's ever been a man to fall fast into feelings for anyone, honestly up until now he's never really even thought of relationships of any kinda. He's normally a man of the here and now and just goes with the flow but something about the way Sizhui says he will keep him as he does a sinfully pleasurable twist of his wrist has him craving it. Maybe it's some kink he didn't know he had but he likes the idea of being kept and a deep almost feral sounding growl escapes his throat. He's never made a sound like that before. "Please, keep me." He calls out.

The tug on his collar really is something he's finding he likes. Sizhui's touches in general are just surprising him left and right. When he suggests teaching, Itto lights up and pulls Sizhui against him as he moves and lays down across the seat, mindful of their DTFS. "So you're gonna straddle me now right? Am I going to get to taste you too?"

Being fair and, even as someone who practically wears his heart on his sleeve, Sizhui tries to keep his emotions in check for the most part; it's difficult with Itto, an individual who's so sweet and endearing, it just makes him want to take care of the oni, to protect him, although he's certain Itto doesn't need any of that. Kink or something else, the low rumbling noise he lets out doesn't go unnoticed, making Sizhui's eyebrows lift curiously and his mouth fall open. There's a split second where he's too stunned for words, but he shakes his head, curls a second digit through the collar then whispers assuringly, “I've got you right now, okay?” Let's start here first and see how things go. Mostly because he cannot fall face-first into another thing so fast, not when he's already done it twice, despite being well-aware they could become quickly smitten.

Albeit with blatant reluctance, he releases the strap again and removes his opposite hand between them, placing the latter onto Itto's chest and outstretching the former to flatten his palm against the frame, this way Itto won't hit his head whenever he moves them both to lie down on the seat. Once he's settled, his hand lowers, scoops up both his own DTF who's still tightly coiled and Itto's beetle on top of her head, then he reaches just far enough across to the other seat that Xiaoyun can unwind, slither her way onto that bench instead and instantly curl right back up. While it gives them only the slightest amount of extra room to work with, that's better than nothing, isn't it?

He draws the arm in, glances down then chuckles softly before extending it to drift a few fingertips over one of Itto's horns. “I will, but only if it's what you want.” Sizhui levels him with a stare, earnest, needy and wanting, yet somehow also understanding if Itto decides otherwise, which doesn't keep him from asking, “Do you want to taste me?”

He's practically drooling at the way Sizhui keeps holding his collar and tugging on him. He wants Sizhui to do it more, all the time even. His forked tongue hangs out of his mouth a little at the pulls and when he is released a whine leaves him but Sizhui soon is back in a position he likes while his own hands are traveling all over his back and trying to touch every inch of him he can.

The horn touches have his back arching and his eyes fluttering closed. He knew his horns were sensitive but never were they touched like this before. The feel of skin against him there has his cock leaking between them. He could probably even come just from being touched there. "I want to taste you, please Sizhui. I want all of you." He's begging but Itto doesn't care, he doesn't have shame in the act especially if it gives him what he is craving in this moment. And what he is craving is Sizhui.

Woah, Itto really likes that, doesn't he? He also makes it quite known when he disapproves of Sizhui letting it go, but in his defense, he's going to need at least one free hand to get himself undressed as well, especially if Itto's actually willing to suck his dick in return. Wasn't there a particular name for this? Ah well, he can't remember exactly, and Itto's hands roaming along his body are too distracting for it to matter.

His fingers move lower, the whole hand eventually reaching so he can full-on hold the horn's base— not hard, just enough to be felt, this way he's able to gently tilt Itto's face and kiss the spot on his chin right below where his tongue has lolled out. He withdraws then, having been given confirmation that Itto does want the same thing, the hand he isn't holding him with lowering, teasing across Itto's cock, fingertips dragging through some of the cum, which he raises to his mouth and licks away before reaching to start undoing the sash around his waist. “I cannot give you all of me,” a pause, to let the anticipation build then, “yet, but we can use our mouths on each other and figure it out once we've reached my cabin.” With such lovely pleading though, how could he resist?

Okay so he was sad that Sizhui was moving his hand but the promise of more and other things is really good so Itto guesses he will just go with it. When Sizhui holds onto his horns he moans and jerks his hips up against him. The other is taking too long of a time getting undressed for whatever he is trying to do and Itto just wants to be touching and kissing some more. Of course he knows he's covered in spikes and such so he still is patient not wanting to harm Sizhui at all, unless he was into that but Itto isn't sure if he is into that yet.

"Sizhui can I have all of you later?" He doesn't really know what he's asking but as Sizhui licks his hands from the licking cum from his dick he can't help but shiver at the sight. It's really sexy, too sexy in fact and that shiver is actually a small orgasm, cum splurting from his dick onto his own skin and his body trembling a little. His eyes close for a moment and he leans up to kiss Sizhui, he has to he needs this right now. All he wants is to be touched more.

Going with the flow is what Sizhui's realized has worked best, to be fair. It's actually what makes it possible for Itto to catch him off-guard this time, an abrupt gasp escaping him before it can be stopped as the man grinds against his ass through the remaining clothes he's wearing, seemingly undeterred. Being poked here or there by spikes wouldn't bother him too much, he's suffered far worse, he mostly wants to make this comfortable for Itto, and he imagines having a bunch of fabric over his face would get warm after a while. However, given their current situation, perhaps the oni could at least suffer with the one remaining layer for the length of their train ride.

“Mm-hmm,” he hums in agreement, nodding mindlessly, both hands untying his undergarments and working them down, each leg shifting ever-so-carefully when he dumps those pants and his boots off onto the floor. Not quick enough, unfortunately, considering Itto's dick very much isn't in his mouth (and vice-versa) whenever he comes that slight amount, but Sizhui's resolute, reciprocating the kiss with fervor while drifting his hands up Itto's chest where his fingertips find those barbells in his nipples. Albeit reluctantly, he does pull back to murmur, “I'll clean you up,” then he pecks Itto's mouth for assurance, makes quick work of getting down, turning around so he can climb onto his lap with his back facing him and scooching his legs across the seat until his knees are positioned above Itto's shoulders. Keeping himself steady on one hand, the other dips between their bodies, tosses aside the front part of the robe that will allow him to look down, then he pushes the back part out of the way, making certain his ass is still covered from window-view, but it isn't obscuring Itto's view either.

Now that he's settled, Sizhui brushes all his long hair aside, leans down and begins licking away the cum staining Itto's skin, all the way down to the head of his cock where he flicks his tongue-tip over the slit before withdrawing to downturn his half-lidded gaze. “It may be a bit harder like this, but go at whatever pace is comfortable for you, okay? If it's too much, we can switch positions and I can lay across the seat instead.” That will certainly be a trying position for Sizhui, considering how they'd have to make it work, though he'd take the strain rather than do anything that'd make Itto uncomfortable.

The anticipation is killing Itto slowly, but of course not really. He has a flare for the dramatics and that is constant even with Sizhui and what they are doing right now. The touches are enough to distract him and he watched Sizhui with eager crimson eyes.

When he disrobes, Itto's eye zero in to Sizhui's crotch and he licks his lips with his tongue. He hadn't really been sure what they were doing before even with the explanation but now having Sizhui facing away and on top of him with his erect dick in front of him, he knows exactly what they are doing and he's extra eager. He hasn't really had any dicks in his mouth before but he's always wanted to. Honestly he hopes he might get a few in his mouth one day but Sizhui's is pretty and he is happy to have his.

Itto is about to reach up and take Sizhui's into his mouth when the very man is licking up his cum. His body shivers under his tongue and when that pretty mouth is on his dick he moans in pleasure. "Aaaah Siz...hui..." He reaches up enough for his tongue to reach the others, licking the length from his tip to his base. "Mhmmm so good..."

Look, he's allowed some dramatics here or there, as Sizhui did really take his sweet time getting into position. Now that he's properly settled though, Itto can't complain and, if all goes according to plan, won't be able to once his mouth starts getting busy.

It doesn't go unnoticed how Itto was staring at him moments ago, but he files it away for later, focused solely on finally getting his mouth where he wants it: on Itto's dick. He's quite enthusiastic too, lapping up the fluids until there's nothing left except faint stickiness from his spit, which he spreads over Itto's cock, mouthing his way across the more sensitive spots he can reach with wet, full-lipped kisses. While he's only one man, there will perhaps come a time where the oni can have multiple people once he's been broken in, and until then, Sizhui's flattered he gets to be someone that Itto's willing to experiment with. Also, admittedly, his curiosity has been thoroughly piqued by the idea he'll soon experience how that forked tongue feels on a very sensitive part of his body.

He keeps concentrated on the task at hand (pun intended), fingers curled firmly around Itto's dick, downstroking him in tandem with closing his mouth around the tip and applying ample suction. There's a muffled hum when that tongue drags along his length, then he takes Itto deeper, propping his unoccupied hand onto his thigh while forcing his own hips to hold steady, no matter how desperately he wants to do otherwise. Though, after a couple moments, he does withdraw and ask, “Are you okay like this?” but he's quick to resume his earlier motions, his wrist twisting up as he drags his tongue over each bump and ridge he can find.

Itto is more than okay with this and all he can do to answer Sizhui's question is nod. He has lovely lips around his cock which is making him want to squirm with each touch. There is no way he is going to last long but he is going to try his best cause Sizhui's cock is in front of him and he's finding himself starving.

Even if Itto is a bit of a rookie in blowjobs, that doesn't mean he isn't eager. He's following his instincts and what Sizhui has done to him so at first he starts with some tentative licks, his forked tongue splitting against the head of the cock. He's then licking the length, his tongue almost hugging Sizhui as he goes from tip to base. It's not enough, it's just a taste and so he's reaching for him and taking him fully into his mouth. Just the tip at first but quickly he's got sizhui down to the base in his mouth and it feels good, feels so incredibly right. Oh he does indeed like sucking dick.

A nod is better than nothing, let's be real, as that's still an affirming motion compared to Itto stopping what he's doing altogether and-slash-or moving to say ‘no’. Sizhui doesn't mind at all that Itto's not going to last long, it's just another reason for him to clean this messy boy up and then gently encourage him to keep right on going.

Because, despite Itto being inexperienced, he's already doing quite well at taking what Sizhui's been doing and running with it, alongside having that forked tongue at his disposal. It's like nothing he's ever felt before, which makes it difficult for him to not roll his hips in silent persuasion for more, but he does manage for the time being. Instead, he focuses on taking the head of Itto's cock into his mouth again, licking a wet half-circle around it before lowering his head, to the point he's about halfway down where he hesitates with a muffled yelp at the sensation of heat engulfing his entire length. Never done this before, haah? Well, he learns quickly, that's for sure.

Neverminding the brief surprise, he begins bobbing his head, taking Itto a little deeper each time until he nearly reaches the back of his throat, which is as far as he'll go (for now), his one hand still massaging over what's not in his mouth.

For Itto's first time having a dick in his mouth, he's finding he really likes how it feels. He's almost greedy in how he goes after it, his tongue wrapping around it with each bob of his head. His pace going a little faster than the one Sizhui has set on his own. He's mindful of his teeth regardless of how hard it is.

He pulls back for a moment, drool connecting him still to Sizhui's dick as his eyes look over to Sizhui and he lets out a pleased noise. "I like this a lot Sizhui, can I have your dick more?" Their is a foggy look to his red eyes, clearly enjoying the time they are spending together and the way Sizhui feels on his own dick, his head going back as his eyes shut and a moan leaves him. "Ahh...so..ahhh sizhui...more..."

Obviously, Itto's enjoying himself, if the eager way he continues sucking him off is any indication (which it is). The fact he's going quicker than Sizhui would've encouraged him to is both incredible and slightly concerning, the latter because he's worried Itto might choke from his enthusiasm, though he's still being very careful to not move his own hips for that exact reason. (And, being fair, to avoid accidentally shifting wrong and catching those sharp teeth.)

When the other male withdraws, Sizhui's head lifts up, mouth dragging at an agonizingly slow pace back to the tip of Itto's dick, his tongue flicking over the slit. While he does pull off, he tilts his head, briefly catching his partner's gaze before tilting until he can part his lips and leave wet, lingering kisses along his length, teasing the sensitive skin. “Good, and you may,” he affirms, increasing the pace of his hand that's stroking him. “Come for me, Itto, then we'll try something else.” More is exactly what he'll give him too; the flat of his tongue drags from root to tip, he takes Itto's cock back in then begins bobbing his head again, working earnestly toward bringing him to orgasm, and it should be clear where exactly he wants Itto to come.

Itto's whole body shivers at the sound of Sizhui's voice telling him to come. It's amazing the way his head tarts to get so foggy (more than it usually is) and how he feels like he's floating in pleasure. Honestly Itto should have done this much longer ago and the fact that Granny Oni told him to wait until he was mated makes him a little annoyed with how good this feels.

His eyes rolls back a little as his body grows stiff or a moment before he is coming down Sizhui's throat. The feeling is so good that he can't help the loud moan that echoes across the train. This one hits harder then the last and he slumps over Sizhui, driving his dick a little more into his mouth in the process.

"Ah...Si-sizhui...so..mhmmm...so good..."

The trembling catches Sizhui's attention and, while he doesn't have much time in-between, he does manage drawing up quickly enough to keep just the head and a few inches of Itto's cock in his mouth before he stiffens. Which is good timing since he's coming a couple seconds later, shooting down his throat and flooding his mouth so full, it's a miracle Sizhui can keep most of it in, but he swallows whatever possible then Itto's dick pushes further into his mouth.

It's an unexpected motion that causes saliva and cum to trickle from the corners of his mouth, yet he applies suction as he withdraws, lifting off with a soft wet pop, then his left hand raises to catch any stray strands of fluids and the right strokes over Itto's cock, spreading the remaining mess along his length. He hums approvingly, clearly satisfied, if the mindless pleasured expression on his face is indicative at all. Had any too-curious passengers heard Itto moan like that? Perhaps... but does he care? No, not in the slightest, he's far too delighted by his partner having orgasmed (and more focused on what else he has planned).

But he does have sense enough to first remark, “There's a good boy,” then he pats Itto's thigh and gingerly scoots up along his chest. “Here, let me get up, that way I can sit on the seat and you'll be able to kneel on the ground between my legs.” No other clarification at the moment, just Sizhui shifting further down, his ass grinding against Itto's lap on the way before he hops up onto his feet, those pretty white robes falling neatly around his legs and covering him up quite nicely from anyone who might've been peeking.

There is nothing for Itto to go on to compare but something tells him that he's never going to get a better blow job than this. Sizhui's mouth is so warm and wet around his dick and while he didn't take him all the way it is still really impressive and the feeling is too much for him.

It's hard for Itto to Focus on Sizhui but he does catch glimpses of him taking him in, of the cum dripping down those swollen lips and all it does is spur him on more, cumming until he really is spent.

For a moment once Sizhui is off him and he's proped back in the chair he's dazed and totally out of it. He looks probably just as messy as Sizhui does, his dick hanging limp between his legs and his lips parted as he tries to catch his breath. It takes only a few minutes before he's blinking once more and looks over at Sizhui, realization dawning on him that the other hasn't finished yet, that clearly won't do.

"You're amazing..." He says, voice a bit harsh from all the previous moans. Itto shifts, not hiding his dick as he gets down on his knees to the floor, his big hands gripping tightly onto Sizhui's thighs. He gives them a squeeze and looks up at the other, crimson eyes still dazed but there is still a happy sparkle of joy and excitement in them. "Can I keep you?"

Maybe there's nothing for comparison yet, but given another chance, Sizhui can prove he's more than capable of really taking Itto's dick down his throat. The situation here is comfort, mostly, and the fact anyone could stumble across them in this rather compromising position. It doesn't even occur to Sizhui how he looks, licking cum off his lips and fingers, at least not until he momentarily downturns and sees Itto's cock twitching its last movements, causing an amused smirk to come across his face.

He does so like knowing he's done well and what better way than experiencing the after-effects of his actions?

Same as watching Itto take whatever time he needs to recover, looking blissed out and trying to catch his breath, which only makes Sizhui grin wider. He isn't thinking about himself at all right now, too honed in on the way his new acquaintance lays against the seat, sex-flushed and with his wet dick spent; it's almost enough to make Sizhui toss caution out the window, rile him back up, and ride him until he has nothing left to give.

‘You're amazing,’ he says, coaxing his attention back upward to Itto's face, half-lidded eyes unwavering, even when they're rearranging positions so he can sit instead. Those hands grasping his thighs do make him groan softly, the fingers of his left hand taking hold of one while the right outstretches and clutches Itto's horn on the same side. ‘Can I keep you?’ This again? (Well, can he or—?) He squeezes Itto's fingers, withdraws, pushes aside all his layers, then he reaches and strokes the man's cheek. “I'm here and I don't plan on going anywhere.” There's a ‘but’ hanging between them, though he forgoes it for now, running his thumb along that horn he's gotten hold of.

Sizhui is really solid under him and the feeling of someone touching his horns in an intimate way is very welcomed. He couldn't touch them in their previous position but like this he can and Itto finds he really likes that. With those big Crimson eyes looking up at Sizhui he wonders how pretty this man would look with his own pair of horns.

He smiles as he gets comfortable on his knees, shifting a little to distribute his weight a little differently. Just as he is about to lean in to lick Sizhui's dick, the train finally starts to move and he's shifted forward, face first into Sizhui's chest. He doesn't hurt him of course but that does get him laughing a little as he pulls back and finally takes hold of that dick in his hand, giving it a few good rubs. Sure he wants to watch the window as they start to move but he is more focused on the beautiful man spread before him like the most appetizing food he's ever had.

"Tell me if I do anything wrong okay?" He checks first before his forked tongue is split down Sizhui's dick, sliding on it on both sides, wrapping around it as best he can.

Should they keep this up, Sizhui's likely to fall in love with the way Itto reacts to having his horns touched. He meets the oni's gaze full-on while stroking, lips faintly quirked again, conveying his amusement at having such an easy form of control, and entirely unbeknownst to him that Itto's considering what he'd look like having horns. (Do antlers count? They're different, sure, but he definitely has those sometimes when the timing is just right.)

His own eyes have gone a bit wide too, pupils blown out with pleasure, tongue-tip darting over his lips the closer Itto comes to his dick— but he squeezes them shut whenever Itto suddenly falls against his chest during rearranging. A soft oof escapes, followed shortly thereafter by a giggle, his hand raising from Itto's to card through his hair. He inhales sharply once that hand moves along his length though, hips jerking instinctively, which he'll do his best to reel in before Itto starts using his mouth. Currently, he can't tear his gaze away from the other man, head nodding in understanding.

“Don't worry, I will do so.” He's never been voiceless about things that bother him, after all, and this situation won't be an exception. The moment Itto's tongue winds around his cock, however, there's no protesting on Sizhui's end. In fact, it's the opposite, with his head lolling back and a shaky moan passing his lips at the warm sensation.

Sucking Sizhui's cock is really fun. Now that he is more comfortable with the trains movements he can get a good rhythm out of everything and doesn't have to worry about falling again or hurting Sizhui or maybe even himself. Of course he's not really thinking of himself other then this feels good and he loves the way Sizhui gets with each touch. Each lick seems to gain another moan and the more he licks up and down that cock the better Sizhui tastes too. He's a little easily addicted to it, it's just as good as a lollipop even if it tastes nothing like it.

He stops the licking to start sucking on him again. At first it's just the tip, letting his tongue play with the opening and licking up even the smallest of dribbles of precum. Itto has to close his eyes when he takes him further into his mouth, down to the base so that his upper lip is touching Sizui's stomach. It feels good to have something fill up his mouth and keeps him mostly quite, except for the wet sounds of his mouth. His eyes flutter a bit as he keeps a steady pace, taking him all the way each time and back to the tip. He could stay here forever on his knees just sucking on Sizhui.

Evidently, despite his lack of experience, Itto's enjoying sucking him off. It's clear in his meticulous, rhythmic motions, the way he uses his tongue to make Sizhui squirm harder and moan, his pitch growing higher with every lavishing motion. Keeping his head rested back on the seat allows Sizhui to stare upward through the train window, watching the billowy clouds drift by, which proves more difficult each passing second as his eyes become heavier. Through his lashes, he's able to still make out shapes, but he can't resist squeezing his eyes shut entirely once Itto changes tactics.

Both his hands reach for Itto's horns and hang on, his lower-half instinctively arching toward that forked tongue, although he's quick to catch himself, and while he doesn't withdraw, he does hold steady. Not that this matters after Itto completely engulfs him all of a sudden, causing Sizhui's eyes to snap open, a low, long-drawn-out guttural-sounding noise escaping before it can be stopped. “Oh Gods, Itto—” then he cuts off, sinking his teeth into his cheek to muffle an actual yelp, fingers cinching tighter. Hopefully, Itto will be alright being held down for a couple seconds because it's what happens when Sizhui fleetingly loses himself in the pleasure. As soon as he realizes this, he does let up, murmuring soft, mostly incoherent apologies while moving his right hand to pet Itto's hair again. “You... you're doing so well,” he manages, ardent regardless of breathlessness.

Sure the train made him maybe almost choke on some dick right now but that doesn't phase Itto. He actually kinda likes how his whole mouth feels full for a moment and there is a pressure in his throat. It's really hot and with Sizhui instinctively grabbing him and touching his horns it just has him shivering. When he's kept there his eyes flutter closed for a moment until Sizhui lets go and itto pulls back and off his dick entirely.

those crimson eyes are looking up at Sizhui as he rubs at his jaw a little and licks his lips. "Sizhui, can you do that again? shove it down my throat as far you can okay? That felt so good!" Before he can say anymore that tongue is once again lapping up Sizhui's dick like it's a lollipop before taking in as much as he can into his mouth.

Sizhui's a bit flustered by the fact his overzealousness and the motions of the train have made Itto almost choke, though the way he reacts doesn't mirror the cultivator's reaction; he seemed to have liked that? Which, of course, does make Sizhui blush harder, his hands briefly withdrawing to lower to the seat he's perched on and grip the edge after Itto's pulled off his dick. His breath comes in heavy, shaky exhales, clearly conveying how worked up he's gotten, his skin peppered with goosebumps at the cool air.

The eye-contact only furthers his arousal and when Itto asks if he can handle him more roughly, it's practically instinctive to reach out and grasp both his horns once he goes back down on his cock. “Okay,” he manages through a gasp, “but only because you asked so nicely.” And because Itto's still enjoying himself. He waits a moment for Itto to be prepared then shifts his hips upward at the same time as he's pulling Itto's head down, keeping control over him by holding his horns. Again, he's fully enveloped in that warm, wet heat, and can't resist crying out at the absolute pleasurable sensation shooting throughout his entire body.

Itto is practically vibrating with excitement when that dick is in his mouth again. He loved the feeling of his mouth being full so having it again is too much for him. He readies himself and while the train jerking had been an accident, it felt different when Sizhui was doing it on purpose. The feel of those soft hands on his horns and the pull of them as he was forced to suck more and more of that dick which each controlled thrust had him drooling and his eyes watering. He held onto Sizhui tightly, maybe too tightly with his claws around Sizhui's nice thin waist.

He doesn't try to stop him at all but he quickly shuts his eyes, a tear or two dropping down his cheeks as he's used like a toy for Sizhui. He can feel himself get hard from the act of being used like this and it's all he can do to not choke on him.

His touch is soft, gentle and careful, but those hands are strong, still calloused from all those years of sword-fighting and guqin playing, no matter how often he moisturizes. Sizhui uses the roughness to his advantage, keeping his left hand steadily holding Itto's horn while the opposite one drifts to his hair, fingertips dragging through the bi-colored strands. He tightens his grip as well when Itto's claws catch his waist, inhales sharply then breathes out a quiet, stuttering exhale. Are his robes torn? Most likely. Does he care? Nope, not in the slightest.

Albeit with blatant reluctance, he forces his eyes fully open, bites his lower lip in an attempt to stop his teeth from chattering, although to no avail. Regardless, Sizhui moves the hand from Itto's hair to his face, gingerly wiping away the tears rolling down his cheeks and he manages, “Unless you—ah—want me to come in your mouth...” They should probably stop? Even if it's the last thing he wants to do.

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