TDM off-shoot

[slyguy]

Full TDM scenarios here

While most anyone would probably feel a bit naked after being accosted by a tailor robot and left in nothing but a pair of Valentine's underwear, Gen feels especially strange. He's used to dressing in layers, the better to play a role or secret away something that may be needed later. Then again, thanks to the robot's piercing stare, he's also feeling strange for another reason. A reason this guy in front of him just may be able to help him with.

"You know, I hear the only way out of this maze is to copy the statues. If you do a good enough job, they'll let you pass."

He has heard no such thing, and he's only lucked upon the correct answer in trying to think of a convincing argument for copying the sexy gardeners.

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[onichan]

The oni part of him made it difficult to line up words. These were the moments when its influence was on the strong side - he sure wasn't being graceful or charming, panting onto Gen's skin and luxuriating the sensation of his body tensing with pleasure. Gen hissed, spilled on his hand, and it did feel wonderfully right. The scent of it, the warmth, everything about the way that firm cock shot its load set him right up to do the same.

"Fuck," he said at last. Pretty eloquent, uh no. But it was a very heartfelt fuck of enjoying Gen's orgasm. Once the man started going to jelly Iroha didn't stay for long, although he appreciated the attempt. He quickly brought his hand around to spread and jerk off into Gen's seed, still holding him close. They might not know each other well but Iroha wasn't going it alone at the last second, he wanted Gen to feel what he'd done to his partner too. All the moans, getting less and less paced out, the obvious motion of his arm and softness of his loose hair going every whichplace when Iroha laid his head on Gen's shoulder.

"Aahn, hn.."

Gen's earlier question to himself received more evidence to examine when Iroha bit him, then came hard onto the backs of his thighs. Messily, very careless and maybe a little purposefully destructive of that heart-print.

[slyguy]

It may let him relax, but it's almost disappointing to feel Iroha pull away. Almost, because it's not a true retreat, only a repositioning. The implications of Iroha's intensified movements and vocalizations send new shivers through him and then just as surprising to Gen as the bite is the twitch of interest in his softening dick. He's learning things about himself today.

They're messy and the reality of standing around naked in public is going to sink in soon enough but for now, Gen would like nothing more than to lean into Iroha and let his head loll back and...oh, that's a change.

Now that he's capable of widening his focus beyond their personal bubble, he can see that the statue's arm resting on the fence is not only keeping her upright through a thorough plowing but is also pointing towards the newly opened space in the hedge wall. It's a bit of luck that he's still too mellow to allow his shock at having been right about the effects of imitating the statues show.

"Was it as good for you as it was for the greenery?"

[onichan]

Phewww. Hold on. He needs at least 30 seconds more to be coherent. His breathing and heartbeat slow down and he too begins to notice the changes in their environment. That's a relief, although he was utterly lacking in stress so it didn't have much effect except for a little isn't that nice thought to pop up among his relaxed soup of satisfied-animal feelings.

"Yes, very." He could chat naked in the grass if he didn't suspect the door wouldn't stay open. Iroha kissed Gen again, softer. He can appreciate a good mutually beneficial affair.

Taking ginger steps out of the pink bear guts pooled at his foot, Iroha looks around and picks up the toy he'd sent flying earlier. And....uses its faceless back as a cumrag. Clearly the intended purpose.

"Until next time?" He looks up to Gen, asking somewhat the same question in return. Given his nature it wouldn't be the last time he'd look for an easygoing roll in the figurative hedgemaze.

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[slyguy]

That poor bear never had a chance at innocence.

[slyguy]

He slips off the briefs and uses them for the same purpose.

"Until next time." Maybe he won't even use a flimsy excuse to proposition him next time.
"I'll keep an eye out for interesting statues."

Gen steps through the opening, looking around for the next path to follow. Now where's that fashionbot? He could use some fresh underwear.