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[selfwound]

WHAT Last chance for timefuck except not really
WHERE Wherever
WHEN Day 127, whenever

[So, you've been messing around with time.]

[Okay, we've actually been doing that, yeah. Quiet Mounds is still a bit unpredictable, with the seasons and the clocks a little haywire. Today, there's another little pulse of magic. Maybe some of you find yourself back to normal? Or maybe more people are suddenly the wrong age or timeline. Maybe Deadpool shows up. I don't know.]

[Last post for deage/age-up/etc event, though obviously you can continue to backthread or play at your leisure after this.]

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[shortcircuits]

[hheeyyYY waver velvet what's your fetish]

[he shifts so he's straddling one of Iskandar's broad thighs, replacing his hand with his knee and just grinding, grabbing at him and kissing back open-mouthed and wanting]

[rideordie]

[Thrusts up against him firmly enough to jostle Waver. Maybe get him airborne for a moment, kissing hard, hands sliding back to cup his ass]

[shortcircuits]

[hoLy fUCK]

[letting out a loud noise, somewhere between complaint and a totally hedonistic moan, hands sliding over Iskandar's shoulders and down his arms, squeezing, grabbing]

[rideordie]

That's... a good reaction, hmm...

[nips him]

[shortcircuits]

Your faul—mmh . . .

[okay, we're doing bitey kissing now]

[rideordie]

[iskandar's got such a good set of chompers on him. Just rolls against Waver's leg while bitey kissing]

[shortcircuits]

[trying to yank away with a gasp after a few moments, hands shaking, trying to steady them by grabbing Alexander's shoulders]

I—I'm—

[he's close already, half out of his head, trying to figure out what to do]

[rideordie]

Give me your hand.

[shortcircuits]

[. . . gives him his hand, immediately]

[rideordie]

[puts that right on his dick

then throws his arm around Waver, holding him close]

[shortcircuits]

[oKAY hi, yes, Waver wraps his fingers around him, stroking as well as he can from this angle, face buried in Iskandar's shoulder. he's red to the tips of his ears, and also just. coming hard with a strangled, bitten-off cry, breathing in deeply]

[rideordie]

[you can feel the rumble of laughter through Iskandar's chest, though it doesn't quite verbalize. He grinds up into Waver's hand, breath catching]

[shortcircuits]

Shut up . . .

[that's low and mumbled and a little slurred. all of his energy has been diverted to just jerking Iskandar off, though he's definitely taking the time to, well. enjoy himself, fingers stroking him absolutely indulgently]

[rideordie]

Do you mean to make me?

[speeding up, muscles flexing impressively under him]

[shortcircuits]

Maybe later.

[ffffucking stop that, I've already come, I don't need to get harder again. he lets out a groan, leaning up to kiss Iskandar again, squeezing his cock and dragging]

[rideordie]

Hah... I'll hold you to that...

[grins up at him, fond and challenging at once as his breath comes faster]

[shortcircuits]

Please do—

[rideordie]

[curls fingers against the back of Waver's head, holding him so that they're maintaining eye contact as he comes]

[shortcircuits]

[. . . doesn't look away, and doesn't stop moving his hand, stroking him through that and staring at Iskandar with absolute devotion]

[rideordie]

[groans, low and rough. Probably spattering on Waver's clothes, honestly. His own brand new ones. Whatever.]

[shortcircuits]

[that's. excellent. honestly, i'm so okay with that. that is the very last thing on Waver's mind.]

[rideordie]

[lets out a slow heavy breath after, grinning at him]

Mmmmh.

[shortcircuits]

[looks at him, eyes slowly widening]

Ahhh.

[rideordie]

[grabs a fistful of his hair under his chin and drags him down for a sloppy, broad-mouthed kiss]

[shortcircuits]

Mmhh—

[grabbing at him with his free hand, the other one still resting on his cock. he gets a hand in Iskandar's hair, kissing back desperately, with no hint of finesse or restraint]