(no subject)

[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.]

Comments

[rideordie]

[clonks lightly into the doorframe with no visible reaction to the headbonk, then ducks under it and carries him into the bedroom]

[shortcircuits]

[oh no. laughing against his mouth]

[rideordie]

Hm? Something to add?

[gently spills him onto the bed]

[shortcircuits]

Nothing.

[reaching his arms out to him]

[rideordie]

[grins and slides down over him. Big.]

[shortcircuits]

[sighs out in satisfaction, hands running along Iskandar's muscles like he owns them]

You feel great.

[rideordie]

[he's got so many of them but hey, you have time]

Hahh. Shouldn't I be making you feel great?

[shortcircuits]

[sort of zones out for a second. then starts to laugh again]

You think I'm coming again today?

[rideordie]

Yes.

[shortcircuits]

[jesus. well, that fucking helps your case, honestly. Waver draws in a sharp breath obviously affected and mildly annoyed by how easy it is]

Mmhh. Well, do your best. Remember, I'm an old man.

[rideordie]

I'll take responsibility if you can't.

[runs a hand down his thigh, possessive]

[shortcircuits]

You're on . . .

[that came out way more breathless than he intended. he shudders under that touch, leaning up to try to kiss him again]

[rideordie]

[kisses him wetly, lightly smacking his cock against Waver's thigh as he leans down]

[shortcircuits]

[squeezes Iskandar's shoulders, letting out a sharp moan and grinding up against him, trying to give him friction. ohhhh he wants that in him. he really, really does]

[rideordie]

[Not actively aiming for friction himself now so much as just... being overwhelmingly present against him. He kisses Waver's mouth, his own lips a bit sticky]

[shortcircuits]

[moans, licking at his mouth, which makes him moan louder. his hands move over Iskandar, his shoulders, his arms, his back, just trying to touch him everywhere, heat flooding through him at Iskandar's weight pressing against him]

[rideordie]

[grins again]

Hmm... Ahh, it's good with you.

[shortcircuits]

Of. Of course it is.

[he stumbles on that]

[rideordie]

Of course it is.

[squeezes his leg]

[shortcircuits]

I had no doubts.

[a bit of a grin as he yanks him down for another kiss]

[rideordie]

[nips a bit, kissing him hard]

[shortcircuits]

Mmh! Mm . . .

[starting to get a little restless, demanding, feeling him up more pointedly. reaching for his cock again]

[rideordie]

[thrusts against that] You want to get that oil now?

[shortcircuits]

[distractedly, just stroking him, slow and intent on the sensation]

In . . . in a minute.

[rideordie]

In a minute, then.

[sort of reclines, then, just rocking into his touch]