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TEST DRIVE MEME #7
Awakening
The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set on helping, or maybe the exact specifications of how you could help were vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.
Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, feminine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Wait-" The spike of alarm that should follow that single, distressed-sounding word is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Thank you for your cooperation!" Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, she continues on. "I hope you enjoyed your nap! We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers shortly after landing. Due to potential muscular atrophy upon awakening from stasis, I suggest hitting the osbtacle course for a bit of nonconventional exercise!"
If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask. My name is R.O.S.I.E. and on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Obstacles Ahead
- While the staff are helpful, many of them seem to be on high alert. There's an unmistakable tension in the air. If anyone tries to ask, they reassure volunteers that everything is fine. Still, the moment that anything goes wrong or they can't exactly answer a question it's clear that they grow even more troubled. Just what's going on around here?
They won't say. Maybe one or two might eventually let it slip that the Zenith Corporation isn't especially happy lately with a wanted criminal still at large on Zhautas that seems to be terrorizing the volunteer program. Her name is Hoshiko and she's a pirate that seems to be somehow escaping every attempt Zenith has made to apprehend her. The only picture they have of her is one where she appears to have posed for the camera, flashing as much cleavage as possible and winking. She doesn't look very threatening, really, but they assure volunteers that they need to be on the lookout for this woman once they get to Zhautas. Still, try not to worry about it too much. Oh, and, don't tell their boss that they let you know this. They technically weren't supposed to. - As you draw closer to the obstacle course, some intense music begins to play through the halls. It's supposed to get volunteers pumped for the challenge they're about to face! They can thank the Nevrione Guard for installing the course. They wanted to give people visiting a taste of just a little of what they do to train to join The Guard's ranks.
"Are you ready, volunteers?" asks R.O.S.I.E. as a group gathers at a pair of closed doors. An LED countdown displays above the doors, numbers in blue that read 5...4...3...2...1... Go! A loud chime ding, ding, dings as the screen is replaced with !!! only that's flashing rapidly. The doors swish open quickly, revealing a large park-sized obstacle course to explore. It has artificial sunlight, plenty of trees and nature, and even mossy ponds beneath some of the obstacles that you could very well fall into if you're not careful.
Don't worry, they'll have a change of clothes for you in the case of this happening. It just might take a little bit to deliver them so hope you don't mind hanging out in your underthings for a little bit. You likely won't be the only one, if it helps the shame of failure any.
If the main obstacles prove to be a little too difficult, not to worry! There are easy sections. Originally, they were designed for the children of Nevrione who wanted to feel like they had a chance at joining The Guard from a young age. But they work just as well for volunteers fresh out of stasis with potentially noodly feeling legs! Step across wooden cogs placed closer together or walk up a flight of stairs instead of trying to get tangled up in a net on the way up. There's something to do for just about anyone!
There's even a bench you can sit on, right over there, in case you simply want to watch fellow volunteers eat dirt or get drenched for your amusement. See! Something for everyone.
- After all that exertion, it's important to remember that you were asleep for a while and likely need to help your muscles recuperate proprerly. A cooldown workout is the best option in case you went just a little too hard without meaning to. Stretch those muscles still, just- Gently. For that reason, they have a yoga class that's available anytime. One of the locals from Nevrione has offered to host these sessions, a lovely ison lady who is, uh. Wow. She's impressively bendy.
While you don't have to follow the same moves she's doing exactly (you didn't even know someone could twist their body into that shape!), she does encourage volunteers to try their best. It's likely you're more pliable than even you think! If not, it is something you can work up to. If that lady can fold both of her pairs of legs, then your one pair shouldn't be that difficult to work with!
She is very motivating and does her best to accommodate volunteers at every turn. Just don't get too twisted up now. At some point, she segways into movements where you will need a partner to help you with some of them. It's friend yoga and can be a lot of fun. While some of the poses are more difficult, it's meant to foster trust with the other person you're working with! Since everyone is so new, it seems like a good idea to try and get started with the right foot... by having it be held up by someone else, apparently!
Orientation
Shortly after landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.O.S.I.E. reassures everyone that it will go by faster than they think.
- Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hooky, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single twist and turn.
It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide, you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping the certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer! - Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how bad R.O.S.I.E. lied. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.
Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice announces an additional seminar from R.O.S.I.E.! Do you all remember that voice speaking to you when you first awoke? If so, this digitally projected blond's soothing tone should sound familiar. She smiles wide for the "camera," clearly excited to be interacting with potential volunteers in a new way. The topic of today will be safe, sane, and consensual. Considering the location that volunteers will be arriving at has a heavy emphasis on BDSM, it seems very apt!
When the video starts, she's all professionalism. Okay, so- Mostly professionalism. Compared to most of the other lecturers of the past, this woman manages to touch on the core concepts of the topic while still adding appropriate humor to keep things interesting. Of course, her topic is a very serious one and she doesn't take it lightly despite trying to lighten things up for the code. "Make sure," she emphasizes, "that you always have an enthusiastic 'yes' from your partner and that both your boundaries are clearly set! Communication is key in these types of situations. So long as you talk and are honest, well- Everything should be a kinky good time!"
"Thank you, R.O.S.I.E.," the voice says, charmed themselves even by the entertaining seminar. "Wasn't that fun! Volunteers, what do you think about the topic of safe, sane, and consensual? Discuss amongst yourselves!" - Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.
It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board.
Welcome to Zhautas
- Volunteers will be dropped off at the outskirts of the city of Heawood. The market is bustling, the streets are full, and most homes have their doors and windows open to peer out at passerbys. For the most part, everything seems fairly busy throughout. Volunteers will be directed by staff to the Nevrione Inn. It has a dining hall and bar, fireplaces to cozy up to, and plenty of places to tuck away if you want to gossip about what's going on with Zenith staff. Though perhaps you just want a moment or two to yourself instead.
Once you're done getting settled in, why not stop and explore a little bit? The locals certainly don't seem to mind the company.
- Suddenly, R.O.S.I.E. turns on one of her newest features to help volunteers blend in a little better. Someone next to you might sprout cat or dog ears. Don’t mind if you get knocked in the face suddenly by someone’s new butterfly wings. It happens! It’s also possible they take on the long whiskers of a Coeurl or plumage of a Chocobo or other animals entirely unfamiliar to some. Either way, everyone just got a lot more animal-like. While it doesn’t look exactly like the natives, it does bring a smile to the faces of the locals and they seem a bit more generally receptive to the people waltzing into their homeland.
This feature is extremely customizable. Volunteers can toggle it off if they don’t want it at all. Additionally, they can have as many or as few animal features as they’d like. They can also change what creature they’d like to take after with just a thought! The only limitation seems to be that they can only appear as one animal at a time.
While all the add-ons seem to be mostly for aesthetic, it is a lot of fun to play around with! 
In Nevrione the current seasons is clearly Autumn. There’s orange, red, and yellows everywhere in varying shades and varieties. There are a lot more leaves missing from the trees than before as the season starts coming to a close. Everything starts to look a little more sparse as Winter creeps ever closer and the temperature grows increasingly colder.
If you head out and about, there's a marketplace to peruse and locals to mingle with. Volunteers shouldn't want for things to occupy their time here. They've landed just after the Harvest Festival and it seems to have been a fun time indeed. Some might ask for assistance in taking down decorations or cleaning up a bit from all the festivities. They've got to start gearing up for Winter now and figuring out their stores for the coming cold. You'll be compensated with a couple of bronze seedlings for your time, of course, and might even get some fun festival stories like-
Oh, uh. This story is really explicit. Did they say there was an orgy? And you missed it? Well, you might be glad that you did... Of course, just because there was an orgy doesn't mean that all the fun has been had. The natural growth enhanced by the Selva are still growing and especially at night, milky wafts of pollen might tickle your nose and cause a stirring in your nethers you don't quite expect. Maybe you're lucky and immune to these plant's effects but if not, don't worry! You'll likely find someone else feeling just as friendly as you are before long. Or maybe a kind soul will help alleviate this (sexually) tense situation you've found yourself in.
Network/Bangr
During all the goings-on, R.O.S.I.E. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.O.S.I.E. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.O.S.I.E. is a little glitchy. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)
bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
I have already. Several times, in fact. Exhibitionism is such a fun kink, I think, and really allows for such a unique feeling of freedom.
| ✓ | ✕ |
| YES |
NO |
PLEASE NOTE: This BANGR code is the COMMENT-FRIENDLY version, there is a separate code for entries! If you're testing this code before posting it here please do so in a comment to an entry for accuracy!
Extra Notes
- Remember that all prompts are OTA! It can now be assumed that after the ship lands, current volunteers in-game were able to board and hang-out for a little bit before it leaves again! That means established volunteers can welcome new members, show them around parts of the ship they're familiar with, and explore new areas that weren't open during their own arrival! Only new volunteers will be taking the orientation quiz, but established volunteers are free to peek inside the room or try to help with the quiz!
- A reminder that the TDM can be considered game canon and timeline-wise the TDM takes place on the 8th when the arrival ship arrives, as shown on the calendar.
- Going into DECEMBER, we are continuing with an APPLICATION CAP of (40).
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Though he stalls in slipping off his lap as he originally thought to, murmuring before he kisses him again, ] I should think I’d have no protest. You are more versed in strategy than I.
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He knows better than to ask about Balthier's actual physical state. If this goes right, he'll get to see. If not... He will have to trust him, at least some. ]
That is good, for I will like to. [ Another kiss. ] Do you wish to do the undressing, or - should I?
[ Not that Basch would get anything close to a strip tease going, but Balthier could sit back against the headboard and be amused??? ]
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He cocks an eyebrow curiously. ]
Now there’s a sight I would savor. Please do. [ He hardly expects a proper show, of course, but that doesn’t make it any less tantalizing. Now, he supposes, he has to ease off his lap to settle up on the mattress. ]
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Of course. Make yourself comfortable?
[ What does one even say...
Ahem. Anyway. Basch gets on with taking off his clothes, trying to not make of that the utilitarian process that he usually goes with. It's... a little successful. At least he doesn't shack them off in no time flat and fold them neatly away for later?
Anyway. Points for effort, probably. Points for showmanship... not... much.
On the other hand, Basch looks like Basch, and a year of wearing full armor constantly has not let his muscles go to flab. At all.
And then there's the awareness of Balthier's attention, and likely amusement, so there is a very distinct flush crawling down from Basch's neck onto his eventually fully revealed chest, making the blond hairs there stand out.
But also, when the pants and underwear are off, he has clearly not lost interest in the proceedings, either. ]
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Sitting half-cross legged, making no particular effort to get comfortable aside from kicking off his shoes, he props his chin up on his hand and watches with unabashed appreciation. Basch doesn’t need any particular flair or talent for taking off his clothes to have Balthier paying the same sort of interest he might to skillful dancer in a Bhujerban gentleman’s club. That the man flushes so clearly only improves the sight, really. ]
You really have been keeping well in form. [ He reaches to beckon for him, apparently heedless of the disparity in their levels of dress. With just a hint of impatience, he adds, ] Now, I would savor you with more than my eyes, if you’d join me.
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[ Impatient and fully dressed. Basch will take that for now, but even in the rising heat of everything, he's not missing it.
Instead of bringing it up, he comes closer, leaning forward with his hands on each side of Balthier's hips to kiss him, the fluster that was writ over his skin heating up the motion of lips and tongue.
Then, without missing a beat, Basch crawls on the bed on the inner side from Balthier. No kneeling on the floor for the sky pirate this day. ]
How would you like to...
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You fuss so. All you need— [ He murmurs against Basch’s collarbone, nipping for good measure. His fingers stroke through the hair on his chest as he works his way down. ] —is to relax. Let the leading man run the show, mm?
[ That he rather cheekily tweaks Basch’s nipple as he goes might be at odds with relaxation, but he’s clearly enjoying himself here. ]
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Mm. I can certainly let you run the sho-oh.
[ He might not have let that gasp be fully vocalized if he wasn't already talking, but he doesn't seem to regret it, pupils wide and dark in the fair eyes.
Relaxation might usually be beyond Basch's reach, but that doesn't mean that he will let that ruin the mood. Or the experience. ]
Go on.
[ This time, it's even lower than a rumble, and very deliberately so. ]
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Balthier will never seriously complain if Basch takes a liberty or several with him, as much as he’s clearly trying to shift the focus away from himself and any of his own needs here. He’s much too lost to the moment besides, enjoying the sensory experience of lavishing attention on strong muscle with lips and tongue and curious fingers. He has to hide a smile against the blond’s abs at one point as he’s shimmying down his frame to lounge comfortably between Basch’s thighs.
Propped up on an elbow, eye-level with his erection, he smooths a hand up along the length of him in an easy grip. ]
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And smiles are good, even the mostly-hidden ones.
Basch lets his fingers roam, over Balthier's face and hair, over what of his neck is exposed, over his shoulders, especially where the softer stretches of fabric are available, and he lets the minute reactions from the attention Balthier is lavishing on his body... and then his erection, too.
And then, as straight-faced as he can manage, which is... not more than moderate, ]
I would ask if you are still certain of this, but I fear what revenge you might extract if I do.
[ Wow, look how close to relaxed he is, Balthier. He's actually joking. ]
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So he can just enjoy his surprisingly gentle touch, not worry about implications of any particular part of any of this. There is no surrender here with Basch, not even when he offers an act that others might think to turn degrading. ]
As you well should. Better to tell me how pleasing I look in doing this. [ His voice is a low, warm hum. Licking a broad stripe up along the underside of his shaft, he stops to trace the tip of his tongue along the ridge right at its head. He guides his cock between his lips, bobbing down with distinct enthusiasm as the warm weight presses against his tongue. This has never been among his stronger skills, not when there were too few people he’d practice on, but he’d certainly like to think he makes up for it with an obvious eagerness to please. ]
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(Some might find what Balthier is doing degrading... Basch? Basch is grateful. And very appreciative. But expressing that appreciation...) ]
You look pleasing, and you are pleasing, Balthier. Your touch is the wonderful kind of mixture of firm and careful to make it difficult not to push into it, and your mouth shapes around me to make perfect pressure. And your eyes are full of -- of want.
[ He stops himself short of adding 'for me.' And not only because he truly does have to make an effort to not thrust up. ]
You are... very, very pleasing to me.
[ Are you sure you want him to tell you, Balthier? Because if he keeps talking as his control is slipping (and it's been plenty long enough so his control will slip hard), the whole feelings issue might not be very avoidable. ]
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He forces himself down, making an almost-gagged noise for just a moment there as he goes further than his comfort warrants, his hand pumping along the shaft where he can’t quite manage. But then he bobs back up, a little breathless and his face flushed in a somewhat unflattering way. Better to keep his focus higher up and stroke the rest, really, for all that he’s eager to impress. ]
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Basch's hand slides down along Balthier's bulging cheek, and caresses along the throat where his cock just was, soothing. Not actually a question, but near to it.
Also, the motions are less breath-stopping for now. The sensation is building up with the power of a tide. ]
Balthier. [ Quiet voice, slightly shaking. ] It has been... a while, for me.
[ Not necessarily a sign that he is very close to blowing his load. Because he's not, not yet. But a warning that said load might be. A lot. So Balthier doesn't have to make decisions when the moment of rushing to the completion arrives.
Hand returning to Balthier's hair, he combs through it, as gently as his calloused hands permit, then he changes that touch a little, scratching lightly on the pirate's scalp, encouraging. ]
So good.
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But there is a distinct, persistent ache starting to develop in his jaw, and he pulls off with a wet pop to ease the pressure. His breath comes heavy as he runs his lips and tongue along the side of the shaft, smears saliva and precum messily along his cheek as he blearily looks up at Basch through his eyelashes. He says nothing, doesn’t need to, though he groans low in his throat, openly appreciative. It is absolutely clear, after all, how entirely heedless he is of that thoughtful warning.
The details matter less than putting on a good show, after all, and Balthier shamelessly chases praise and affection both. The only choice he’s made thus far that he particularly regrets, really, is that he’d done nothing for his too-tight pants before starting this, but he’s far too occupied to attend to his own neglected arousal. He shifts somewhat anxiously, hips pressing unsatisfying against the mattress as he takes him within his mouth once more. ]
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But the rest of the time, he feels what is happening intensely, and especially in this situation... while he's not quite to the point of finishing, his own thinking is becoming hazy. Both hands are now on Balthier - while he looks up, he caresses his face as his cock twitches with the shift of touch; otherwise, in his hair, on his shoulders, on his throat. (He is going to do something about said tight trousers. As soon as it is his turn, if Balthier doesn't address at least the worst of that by then.)
And small, disjointed phrases fall from his lips. Beautiful, definitely, so good, too. Maybe, just maybe, missed you.
(When he actually gets close, if Balthier misses how tense the thighs against his arms have gotten, Basch will grip his shoulder, trying to not do so too tightly, just a little beyond coherent words. But his eyes. His eyes will stay on Balthier.) ]
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Lips forming a tighter ring around the girth of him, he hums almost playfully as he shifts for a better angle. Bobbing his head, he squeezes Basch’s thigh with one hand as he finds himself swallowing convulsively once and then again, though it’s really entirely too much to manage easily.
He’ll make a watery-eyed mess of himself in the process at this rate, perhaps, but it’s no doubt a good showing. It’s clear Basch is getting close in the ways he starts to tense, the grip upon his shoulder, and so it’ll be worth a bit of a sore throat to be so ambitious. Best to make this memorable. ]
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After a few more moments, eyes still mostly unfocused, he raises a hand to stroke the pirate's cheek. ]
Balthier. [ Quiet and clear, even if the rest is a little slurred. He'll get back to it after a moment. ] C'muphere?
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I daresay there’s a job well done, mm? [ His voice is rougher than usual, but the tone is distinctly self-satisfied as he clambers up to sprawl along his side as he’s bidden. He spreads a hand flat out on Basch’s abs, fingers moving in an absent pattern, patient in the afterglow.
Fran has him well-trained, not that he’d ever admit it. ]
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It's when those nuzzles turn into more determined kisses (and his heartbeat finally starts slowing down beneath his palm) that Balthier might know that the waiting is over. Basch shifts a little so that he can capture Balthier's lips for a proper kiss, undisturbed by his own taste but seeking Balthier's beneath it, hand cupping the elegant cheek once more.
... and then Basch lightly flips them over, so that it's Balthier's who's lying back into the pillows, with Basch's palms on each side of his head and blue eyes still heavy-lidded but bright and focused again. His knee slides up along the inside of Balthier's thigh, hesitates, and if not met with resistance (or verbal denial), presses lightly against the bulge in those tight pants. ]
I believe that it is my tun. If that is all right.
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Though the flip, well, that’s a reversal of fortunes he really didn’t expect—a sharp intake of breath the only overt sign he wasn’t entirely ready to get rolled out onto his back. He doesn’t mean to be so tightly wound even as his reflexes seem muddled. It shows in his hazel-green eyes, in how they’re just a shade too wide, but his mouth quirks into somewhat lopsided smirk nonetheless. Though that, too, fades into a soft huff of breath at the pressure, light enough to be a tease in its own right, against his groin. ]
It needn’t be so— [ He sighs, shifting, a sense of anticipation building as he rests his fingers along Basch’s jaw. His thumb strokes over his lower lip as he tries again, ] However you wish it. It’s no obligation to meet.
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But, after a moment, he shakes his head slightly, then dips it so he can wrap his lips around that thumb, slowly sliding them down so he can roll his tongue over it.
When his mouth is empty again, he smiles. ]
Many things I would do out of obligation, Balthier. [ And there is absolutely nothing casual about that statement, either. ] This, however, I want to do. All of it.
[ He dips down, to kiss Balthier again, slow and soft until it's not quite that soft, seeking to steal his breath again, if only for a moment.
Once the kiss has been reciprocated, one hand moves down to Balthier's chest - so that he can begin to undo his clothing. Down the front until he reaches the waist... and then further down, easing the pressure of his knee enough so he can undo the stays and let Balthier's own erection free, sliding roughened palm over it before setting it to rest against his shirt (for now), then skin (in a moment). ]