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IC Inbox - Duplicity
You've reached Cay-Cay! Feeling Cray-Cray?
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[It's after an exciting day and an exhausting evening that Cater and Riddle wind up snuggled together in bed. Riddle had been a bit shy about it, but had fallen asleep with a small smile.
Unfortunately, it wouldn't last. After just a few hours of sleep, Riddle begins to whimper a bit in his sleep. A tiny voice escapes: "No, no... Idia... Idia..." Tears are starting to slip from his eyes.
Then, he suddenly bolts upright in bed and shouts out:]
Idia!
[He gasps, staring at nothing, pale as a sheet as his body quakes.]
Unfortunately, it wouldn't last. After just a few hours of sleep, Riddle begins to whimper a bit in his sleep. A tiny voice escapes: "No, no... Idia... Idia..." Tears are starting to slip from his eyes.
Then, he suddenly bolts upright in bed and shouts out:]
Idia!
[He gasps, staring at nothing, pale as a sheet as his body quakes.]
--What?!
[Jolting awake at the exclamation, Cater clambers for his magical pen on the nightstand, on his feet and ready to fight immediately. The call out for Idia's name isn't fully unusual considering he lives with the guy, so his brain immediately leaps to a situation in which there's been some kind of emergency with his housemate.
But then the dark of the night and the surrounding, follow-up silence aside from Riddle's breathing catches up to him and the adrenaline mingles with disorientation. Oh...right, he's not in Elysium. He's in the Up, with Riddle.]
Riddle?
[Putting his pen clumsily back down where he grabbed it, Cater climbs blindly back in to bed, feeling his way up to Riddle's arm. Finding it shaking, he instinctively pulls the smaller teen's body against his own, wrapping him up and holding him tight.]
What is it, what happened?
[Jolting awake at the exclamation, Cater clambers for his magical pen on the nightstand, on his feet and ready to fight immediately. The call out for Idia's name isn't fully unusual considering he lives with the guy, so his brain immediately leaps to a situation in which there's been some kind of emergency with his housemate.
But then the dark of the night and the surrounding, follow-up silence aside from Riddle's breathing catches up to him and the adrenaline mingles with disorientation. Oh...right, he's not in Elysium. He's in the Up, with Riddle.]
Riddle?
[Putting his pen clumsily back down where he grabbed it, Cater climbs blindly back in to bed, feeling his way up to Riddle's arm. Finding it shaking, he instinctively pulls the smaller teen's body against his own, wrapping him up and holding him tight.]
What is it, what happened?
[Maybe Cater’s enjoying a nice, quiet night in. Maybe he’s browsing the network or chatting up a pretty girl or taking hundreds of selfies with those weird little potato creatures…
Floyd doesn’t care. He’s going to interrupt.
It’s been a while since they’ve seen each other in person and needless to say Floyd’s been busy in all that time. But it’s nothing that concerns Cater… and anyway, he could have heard bits and pieces from Riddle already. No matter, no matter.
He snaps his own selfie and immediately sends it Cater’s way.]
sext me
water u wearin
Floyd doesn’t care. He’s going to interrupt.
It’s been a while since they’ve seen each other in person and needless to say Floyd’s been busy in all that time. But it’s nothing that concerns Cater… and anyway, he could have heard bits and pieces from Riddle already. No matter, no matter.
He snaps his own selfie and immediately sends it Cater’s way.]
sext me
water u wearin
[Oh, fuck. When Cater receives Floyd's picture, he jumps up from his seat where he'd been lounging in stolen sweatpants from Idia's room (no shame) to slip into something a bit more selfie worthy. When a hot boy asks for a sext and sends you a steamy titty pic, you do it right.
It takes a few minutes before Cater's satisfied with a picture, but once he's decided on a just-sexy-enough-without-trying outfit change and tussled his hair just the right way and gotten the lighting right and the best angle to show off enough without showing off everything and a dreamy filter--
Floyd gets a selfie of Cater in an oversized sweater and fluffy socks and absolutely nothing else. He looks nice and cozy, legs exposed and the curve of his ass peeking out due to the nice backshot he's captured using a full-length mirror.]
just enough 😜
ur lookin like a total snacc tonite
can i have a taste? 😍
It takes a few minutes before Cater's satisfied with a picture, but once he's decided on a just-sexy-enough-without-trying outfit change and tussled his hair just the right way and gotten the lighting right and the best angle to show off enough without showing off everything and a dreamy filter--
Floyd gets a selfie of Cater in an oversized sweater and fluffy socks and absolutely nothing else. He looks nice and cozy, legs exposed and the curve of his ass peeking out due to the nice backshot he's captured using a full-length mirror.]
just enough 😜
ur lookin like a total snacc tonite
can i have a taste? 😍
[If Day 1 ended on a surprisingly intense note, by the time they reach Day 4, Cater's on a whole different level of tension. Idia would've already gotten a taste of it in class--especially with the instructor providing more and more intricate ways to torture the edged half of class. Idia has a loaded arsenal even without the use of his remote control and programmed sensors to keep Cater from achieving release.
And is it just him, or as the days go on has Idia been getting bolder? Cater's starting to regret telling him to "have fun with it" and "surprise me" now that he's had roughly seven full-on edging sessions. Even when he's not aroused, he wants to be, his body aching for something that he's not currently permitted to have. The best he can do is distract himself between being stimulated to stop himself from taking matters into his own hands (literally).
So, as much as he's had to start avoiding Silver at night when he's much more tempted to slip up, he jumps at the chance to help him with any household tasks between their different jobs. Wisely, Cater chooses not to do any of the prep-work for the night's dinner that involves handling a knife. He's currently washing vegetables in the sink, altogether too focused on the task at hand, when the toy inside of him and strapped around his tightly-ringed cock explodes to life at full power.]
---fffuuuuck!
[Seeing stars at once, Cater's knees buckle inward. Crying out in a wail that's half pleasured and half agonized, dropping the vegetable he's currently holding and gripping the edge of the sink is the only thing that stops him from sliding all the way down to the floor. Instead, he's stuck bowed over the faucet, water still running as he gasps and mewls, limbs shuddering and knuckles white.]
And is it just him, or as the days go on has Idia been getting bolder? Cater's starting to regret telling him to "have fun with it" and "surprise me" now that he's had roughly seven full-on edging sessions. Even when he's not aroused, he wants to be, his body aching for something that he's not currently permitted to have. The best he can do is distract himself between being stimulated to stop himself from taking matters into his own hands (literally).
So, as much as he's had to start avoiding Silver at night when he's much more tempted to slip up, he jumps at the chance to help him with any household tasks between their different jobs. Wisely, Cater chooses not to do any of the prep-work for the night's dinner that involves handling a knife. He's currently washing vegetables in the sink, altogether too focused on the task at hand, when the toy inside of him and strapped around his tightly-ringed cock explodes to life at full power.]
---fffuuuuck!
[Seeing stars at once, Cater's knees buckle inward. Crying out in a wail that's half pleasured and half agonized, dropping the vegetable he's currently holding and gripping the edge of the sink is the only thing that stops him from sliding all the way down to the floor. Instead, he's stuck bowed over the faucet, water still running as he gasps and mewls, limbs shuddering and knuckles white.]
[Silver's knifework in the kitchen is practiced and steady, which is why he avoids causing a self-inflicted disaster when Cater screams. He whirls around, brandishing the chef's knife like a weapon and ready to fight to defend his friend in an instant.
Then his gaze falls on Cater's current state, and it only takes a couple of seconds before he realizes what's going on. He's seen that look on the ginger a few times-- not to mention on other people here-- and knowing about the class Idia and Cater have been taking over the last few days, it's easy to guess what's going on. After all, Silver's been spending the week in Idia's bedroom instead of the one he usually shares with Cater, to "avoid temptation."]
... Idia-senpai's being mean again.
Then his gaze falls on Cater's current state, and it only takes a couple of seconds before he realizes what's going on. He's seen that look on the ginger a few times-- not to mention on other people here-- and knowing about the class Idia and Cater have been taking over the last few days, it's easy to guess what's going on. After all, Silver's been spending the week in Idia's bedroom instead of the one he usually shares with Cater, to "avoid temptation."]
... Idia-senpai's being mean again.
[Riddle's been pulled into the dog park and has found himself in one of the many collars that have been given to the "dogs".
He's not keen on taking orders, but luckily for him, there's a particular someone who just might make this event enjoyable.]
I wouldn't allow just anyone to do this, you know...
[The words are practically purred out.]
But you'll take good care of me, won't you, Mr. Diamond~?
He's not keen on taking orders, but luckily for him, there's a particular someone who just might make this event enjoyable.]
I wouldn't allow just anyone to do this, you know...
[The words are practically purred out.]
But you'll take good care of me, won't you, Mr. Diamond~?
[This is pure gold. Cater would have expected to be the one collared and leashed (would overall enjoy it, even if he's not into the overall exhibitionist angle of the park) and leaping to Riddle's every command...but maybe next time. Riddle's clearly not upset by playing the role, so Cater's going to enjoy himself. It's only so hard to force himself not to take any photos.]
You know I will, Riddle. You're such a good boy, after all.
[He winks, grinning merrily. Cater's the kind of dog that might need a firm hand now and again to keep him on task, but Riddle? So obedient, so well-trained!]
So, what sounds fun to you, buddy? A nice walk around the park?
You know I will, Riddle. You're such a good boy, after all.
[He winks, grinning merrily. Cater's the kind of dog that might need a firm hand now and again to keep him on task, but Riddle? So obedient, so well-trained!]
So, what sounds fun to you, buddy? A nice walk around the park?
Edited 2023-07-15 02:41 (UTC)
Cater-san, may I ask you a few questions?
[How such a simple question can cause him so much anxiety is incredible. This could be completely innocuous or this could be about something work related. And if it's work related, is it a good thing or a bad thing? Just an idle question that needs answering or did he get a bad review? Cater feels his heartrate spike, but of course he's not leaving Jade Leech of all people on read. He takes a deep breath and approaches the question the same way he always would.]
Yo! Go for it, I'm free as a bird! 🦩
[All impulses to claim "it wasn't me" without context are very effectively squashed.]
Yo! Go for it, I'm free as a bird! 🦩
[All impulses to claim "it wasn't me" without context are very effectively squashed.]
[After they've all had some time to rest from the Black Market, Cater and Riddle had agreed to explore some of the products that they'd gotten. (Un?)surprisingly, he has no qualms coming down to spend the night in Elysium. He's curious to see how Cater's settling in.
Things go smoothly enough, at first. But then, for a moment, Riddle's distracted. When he's looking back, Cater's got his hand on the mechanism of—
Oh, hell.]
Wait—!
[He narrowly manages to get in between before the suit goes off—
—and wraps him from head to toe in a velvety membrane.
Including his entire face.
And he's going to be falling straight to the floor unless Cater catches him...]
Things go smoothly enough, at first. But then, for a moment, Riddle's distracted. When he's looking back, Cater's got his hand on the mechanism of—
Oh, hell.]
Wait—!
[He narrowly manages to get in between before the suit goes off—
—and wraps him from head to toe in a velvety membrane.
Including his entire face.
And he's going to be falling straight to the floor unless Cater catches him...]
Edited 2023-08-16 23:07 (UTC)
[The whole Veracity incident had been...well, it wasn't a fun time. The best thing they could really do to make up for it was find something they were interested in trying out together--and, really, it's been a while since the two had done something adventurous together. After what sort of felt like one blow after another, bad to worse experiences in the city that he was trying to keep to himself to avoid worrying anyone...Cater was looking forward to experimenting with Riddle.
Of course it all goes sideways pretty much immediately.
Cater's just trying to see if he can get the general idea of how this thing works, sitting cross-legged and casual on his bed, when the thing basically explodes. Cater hardly sees it all happening before Riddle's taken the blast head-first.
Literally.
He's at least able to react fast, leaping from his position to wrap his arms around Riddle and keep him from toppling. Oh, Hell. This is definitely fucked--the thing isn't supposed to have no air holes, right? Riddle's going to suffocate, and fast, if he doesn't do something.]
Riddle! Damn it--can you hear me? I'm going to lay you down to get you out of this thing.
[It's all your fault, he starts to think before shoving the thought down. Later. Later, he can flip out and kick himself for being hasty. Right now, he can't afford to panic. Swinging Riddle up in his arms, he places him down on the bed before scrambling to grab a utility knife from his side table. He has his magic pen, as well, but doesn't trust that he'll be able to control magic as delicately as a tool in his hands.
Taking a breath, he focuses all his energy into finding the thin, thin give between skin and second-skin to slice into. To start, aiming for the corner of Riddle's mouth so he can get an opening for airflow.]
Of course it all goes sideways pretty much immediately.
Cater's just trying to see if he can get the general idea of how this thing works, sitting cross-legged and casual on his bed, when the thing basically explodes. Cater hardly sees it all happening before Riddle's taken the blast head-first.
Literally.
He's at least able to react fast, leaping from his position to wrap his arms around Riddle and keep him from toppling. Oh, Hell. This is definitely fucked--the thing isn't supposed to have no air holes, right? Riddle's going to suffocate, and fast, if he doesn't do something.]
Riddle! Damn it--can you hear me? I'm going to lay you down to get you out of this thing.
[It's all your fault, he starts to think before shoving the thought down. Later. Later, he can flip out and kick himself for being hasty. Right now, he can't afford to panic. Swinging Riddle up in his arms, he places him down on the bed before scrambling to grab a utility knife from his side table. He has his magic pen, as well, but doesn't trust that he'll be able to control magic as delicately as a tool in his hands.
Taking a breath, he focuses all his energy into finding the thin, thin give between skin and second-skin to slice into. To start, aiming for the corner of Riddle's mouth so he can get an opening for airflow.]
YOU'VE BEEN BLASTED BY THE
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN BOMBED, YOU HAVE TO BOMB 8 OTHER PEOPLE!
IF YOU GET BOMBED AGAIN YOULL KNOW YOUR REALLY SEXY!!1
IF YOU DIFFUSE THE SEX BOMB CHAIN, YOULL SUFFER A VERY UNSEXY BRAIN INJURY!
BOMB WHOEVER YOU THINK IS SEXY!!
getting this for downstairs bathroom. cant stop me
(Carry over from HERE)
[Aah ha ahhhh~ what's with this?! Tease! Idia hoping he could come off all cool and collected and aloof with vaping while this happened... but quickly realizing he won't be able to concentrate on that. Giving up on that idea as he pulls the pen from his mouth, thumbing it off, and letting his hand holding it drop to the ground above his head.] I never get to look cool. [Whining but not really.
Because he can't stop a laugh as Cater speaks, grinning wide as he laughs.] You have the worst taste!
[Aah ha ahhhh~ what's with this?! Tease! Idia hoping he could come off all cool and collected and aloof with vaping while this happened... but quickly realizing he won't be able to concentrate on that. Giving up on that idea as he pulls the pen from his mouth, thumbing it off, and letting his hand holding it drop to the ground above his head.] I never get to look cool. [Whining but not really.
Because he can't stop a laugh as Cater speaks, grinning wide as he laughs.] You have the worst taste!
[Cater can't help but chuckle as Idia makes his complaint.]
You have no idea how you look to me.
[So much more than cool. Beautiful and sexy both come to mind...but he knows Idia wouldn't believe him if he said as much. Instead, Cater focuses on the task at hand, grin a familiar sort of cheeky.]
You wouldn't happen to have any lube on you?
You have no idea how you look to me.
[So much more than cool. Beautiful and sexy both come to mind...but he knows Idia wouldn't believe him if he said as much. Instead, Cater focuses on the task at hand, grin a familiar sort of cheeky.]
You wouldn't happen to have any lube on you?
[Cater’s gift is in on the larger side so is not wrapped, instead decorated with a bow designed with emoji faces. The bow decorates a custom made amp, sleek and black, pretty neutral to allow Cater to decorate it as he likes. Was is more customized is a pair of black headphones, similar in style as Idia’s, decorated with a glowing red diamond on each earpiece. There is also little holes across the headband as well as a few charms pressed into them, but leaving space for more. They include: a replicate of the diamond on Cater’s phone case; a ‘thirsty’ looking emoji face and eggplant emoji; and two hearts together, one saying ‘Life sucks’ and the other ‘But I swallow’.
There is also a second wrapped gift that feels soft to pick up, something folded within. Opening it shows a cuddly hooded pull over, patterned with Aquarius designs. It includes a note:] On behalf of Ginger. It may not be made by her but in the style of her gifts for the season. I know you would had gotten one from her if she was still here.
There is also a second wrapped gift that feels soft to pick up, something folded within. Opening it shows a cuddly hooded pull over, patterned with Aquarius designs. It includes a note:] On behalf of Ginger. It may not be made by her but in the style of her gifts for the season. I know you would had gotten one from her if she was still here.
[ delivered to his residence on christmas eve, in shiny green foil wrapped boxes with red bows are two presents for cater. one: a set of dice. two: a personalized guitar pick holder in the shape of amp with 'Cay Cay' engraved on it, new picks included. also included is a card,
Merry Christmas, Cay Cay. Hope you have a happy holiday, one as great as you. :)
Cheers,
Eddie
Merry Christmas, Cay Cay. Hope you have a happy holiday, one as great as you. :)
Cheers,
Eddie
[ On one hand, she fucking hates guys like this. (Not that she likes people in general to begin with)
On the other hand, she's been going insane being separated from her Terribly Unhealthy Codependent Relationship, so she's eating up the attention here. ]
Woooow, aren't you nice? You really know how to flatter a girl, don't you?
On the other hand, she's been going insane being separated from her Terribly Unhealthy Codependent Relationship, so she's eating up the attention here. ]
Woooow, aren't you nice? You really know how to flatter a girl, don't you?
heyyyy~
u up?
[ It is, actually, only around 9 pm. ]
u up?
[ It is, actually, only around 9 pm. ]
[Oh, hi. A text like this from a near-stranger who recently called him a 9/10 in hotness? This is definitely a booty call. Cater replies immediately. Like, scary fast, because he's addicted to his phone and already had it out when the message came in.]
hihi
depends
r u asking if i'm up or if i'm UP 😜 LOL
hihi
depends
r u asking if i'm up or if i'm UP 😜 LOL
You and me friday night. I will supply the meal and Fish Tycoon, you supply the lube.
I accidentally sent this to someone else first.............
I am mortified.
Anyways come over.
I am mortified.
Anyways come over.
Edited 2024-05-01 23:34 (UTC)
I need to begin my search for new living accommodations soon.
Would you like to accompany on my search? With your eye for style and your energy, I believe you're the perfect pick. I'll need to test the durability of the furniture and you may be the only one with enough stamina to assist.
[ It's like, 3 in the morning. Sorry Cater. ]
Would you like to accompany on my search? With your eye for style and your energy, I believe you're the perfect pick. I'll need to test the durability of the furniture and you may be the only one with enough stamina to assist.
[ It's like, 3 in the morning. Sorry Cater. ]
OMG THE MANGA I JUST FOUND IS SO GOOD WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
omg lolllllll
so it called like 'I am a NPC in a BL world and I'm trying to avoid my own BL flags' and its so fucking funny lolololol. it like this guy who KNOWS he's a bg character in the genre and u get to see like ALL the tropes of typical BL characters but hes also trying to avoid all the 'flags' that get him in any possible situations and on purpose ends up dragging in others to take his place but he keeps getting hot guys thrown at him so has to keep avoiding it wwww
u no. i wonder if a LIEr wrote this? like it feels like almost this place? like a someone trying to avoid dup stuff? but can't? im kinda annoyed i didnt think of this story first its such a good one wwwww
omg lolllllll
so it called like 'I am a NPC in a BL world and I'm trying to avoid my own BL flags' and its so fucking funny lolololol. it like this guy who KNOWS he's a bg character in the genre and u get to see like ALL the tropes of typical BL characters but hes also trying to avoid all the 'flags' that get him in any possible situations and on purpose ends up dragging in others to take his place but he keeps getting hot guys thrown at him so has to keep avoiding it wwww
u no. i wonder if a LIEr wrote this? like it feels like almost this place? like a someone trying to avoid dup stuff? but can't? im kinda annoyed i didnt think of this story first its such a good one wwwww
cater!!!! hello!!!!!
Edited 2024-10-22 05:10 (UTC)
[ Kalim has made him a mix-tape, full of music he's found interesting since getting there. And maybe some he stole from Ruby's phone. He's clearly not listening to the lyrics too much.
There's a small card that says "Merry Kuri! Ruby told me about this holiday, so I thought it'd be fun to celebrate!" ]
There's a small card that says "Merry Kuri! Ruby told me about this holiday, so I thought it'd be fun to celebrate!" ]
[Two small gifts appear on Cater's doorstep, both wrapped in purple paper with green ribbon. It's not as neat as it could be, but inside the boxes are two designer accessories: a leather bracelet and belt.
A handwritten note reads,]
forgot i stole these whoops~
since they don't fit me, i'm passing em onto you ♥ aren't i generous?
♥ floydie
A handwritten note reads,]
forgot i stole these whoops~
since they don't fit me, i'm passing em onto you ♥ aren't i generous?
♥ floydie
Edited 2024-12-28 09:07 (UTC)
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