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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]

[digs his fingernails into Iskandar's shoulders, holding on tightly]

[rideordie]

[shoves one of Waver's legs over so he can lie between them]

[shortcircuits]

Iskandar—

[a low, breathless groan]

[rideordie]

[heavy, and has to brace one arm on the back of the couch to make room for his bulk]

Hmm...

[shortcircuits]

[ [ ] GOOD [ ] GREAT [ ] HOT AS HELL [ X ] ALL OF THE ABOVE ]

There is—a bed—

[he does not want to move]

[rideordie]

Mmhm, I've seen it.

[shortcircuits]

. . .

[just slides a hand down to Iskandar's chest, over his pecs, thumbing a nipple]

[rideordie]

[huffs out a breath, grinning toothily down at him]

What do you want? Hm?

[shortcircuits]

. . . I want everything. Do you want me to say?

[rideordie]

[rumbles and rolls Waver back, draping him over the arm as he mouths down the center of his chest, beard dragging roughly]

[shortcircuits]

Rider—

[that comes out automatically, his voice cracking, because ohhhh, wow, oh, oh wow]

[rideordie]

Mmmh?

[Glances up at him, chin brushing his navel]

[shortcircuits]

[doesn't know what to do, or say, so just—buries his hands in Iskandar's hair]

More.

[rideordie]

Always.

[laps at him]

[shortcircuits]

[literally the only thing I can think of to do in this situation is to just be as demanding as fucking possible, so—]

More—it's good—don't stop—

[rideordie]

[good, hot, be super commanding. Wraps broad fingers around the base of his cock, slurping at him noisily]

[shortcircuits]

[the noise that comes out of Waver is just indecent, a loud and rough moan. he clenches his fingers in Iskandar's hair, knotting and pulling]

[rideordie]

[lifts his hips, almost leaning him over the arm of the couch]

[shortcircuits]

[arches with that, head tilting back, hair spilling back over the edge]

[rideordie]

Hold on.

[swallows him down]

[shortcircuits]

Hold on to wh—

[holy shit. clutches at his hair automatically, jerking his hips up, thrusting into his mouth]

[rideordie]

[That'll do! Honestly, he's not King of Blowjobs, but he's clearly given a blowjob or four before and is enthusiastic and messy]

[shortcircuits]

[look, Waver Velvet's dick is in Alexander the Great's mouth. he is absolutely not scoring on technicalities, here]

[rideordie]

[I feel like that's a reasonable bar yah. Big hands are cradling and lightly massaging his hips]

[shortcircuits]

Fuck—

[he breathes out sharply, fingers kneading Iskandar's scalp, nudging him down a little further]