Welcome to the Jungle [Open]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Who: Chuuya (thetaintedsorrow) & you!
What: May catch-all! Featuring adventures in Khalo village and Flona Cove.
When: May!
Where: Various!
Warning(s): Possible NSFW, but it’ll be marked.



I. Chuuya in Wonderland

[After hearing the news that Khalo Village had opened up to visitors for the first time in centuries, Chuuya had decided that it was something he definitely needed to see. Who knows if he’ll ever get another opportunity to explore the place? Visiting new places and experiencing the culture there is always fun, so he might as well go while he can!

Of course that means he’ll have to smoke fyrra, the weed that allows those who aren’t full-blood Khali to enter the village without falling into a deep slumber. It’s pretty much just fancy weed, and Chuuya feels slightly more relaxed after smoking it, but it’s definitely not as good as booze. It does, however, allow him to enter the area around the village, and so he does, not expecting anything to go awry.

So of course he ends up stepping on a large purple mushroom and shrinking down to the size of a thimble. Shit.

Luckily he’s still able to use his gravity manipulating ability, and he’ll climb up the nearest tall tree while waving his arms and shouting in a tiny voice to the first passer-by he sees.]

Oi! Over here! Hey!

II. Voulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi? [Probably NSFW, Closed to CR]

[Once Chuuya actually reaches the village and obtains the antidote to return him to his normal size he’ll need a break to relax, and what better way to do so than to visit one of the many smoking lounges? According to the locals, regular fyrra is available here, as well a strain that causes “an even higher elevated mood, as well as increased sexual desire and heightened sensation.”

Sounds fun, right? Chuuya already has a head start, lounging on a rather plush looking couch in a black silk robe that resembles a kimono. He seems to be in a good mood.

Care to join him?]

III. Flying High

[Temporary flight potions are readily available in Khalo Village, and Chuuya will excitedly encourage anyone who comes along to drink one so that he can have a flying buddy at long last! Will you take him up on that offer?

Oops, he’s already tugging on your arm!]

C’mon! It’ll be a blast!

IV. Tame the Beast

[The Taming Fields are an area near the village where beasts that the Khali have tamed roam free. Chuuya can’t help but wander over to one of them, a rhinoceros-like creature covered in moss with flowers on its horns (called a Mossley by the Khali), and try his hand at petting it. The creature seems docile and friendly, and it leans into his touch.

According to the locals, Mossleys are drawn to two people with positive emotional bonds, and enjoy laying between them. Will you be one of those people? Or does Chuuya grate on your nerves?

Grinning, he waves over the nearest person to share in the experience.]

Ever seen anything like it?

V. Beach Episode

[When he returns from his excursion to Khalo Village Chuuya will be itching for a trip to the beach, and you can find him on the shore soaking up some sun, in the water swimming around, or enjoying a cocktail in the shade.

However, said cocktail isn’t your run of the mill booze; it’ll turn him into an exact copy of whoever approaches him! How bizarre!

Will you hang out with him on the beach or engage in some silly clone shenanigans?]

Wildcard!

[Have something you wanna plot with me? I’m over at arcanestardust! Don’t be shy!]

Comments

[thetaintedsorrow]

[It’s strange just how gentle Dazai can be when he tries, and Chuuya fights the urge to tilt his chin up and silently ask for more soft touches like that. Dazai scratching under his chin like he’s a cat would be humiliating, but at least no one else is really paying attention to the tiny speck on the table.

Hopefully.

If only Chuuya realized just how shameless he looks right now, lapping whiskey off of Dazai’s fingers like an eager pet. He’s already pleasantly buzzed, cheeks flushed and body feeling suddenly hot, but that doesn’t stop him from being greedy and wanting more. The third drop goes forgotten as he stares up at Dazai sipping at the remaining whiskey in the glass, licking his lips to savor what’s left before he decides whether or not to ask for more. It really is good quality stuff...that can only be obtained in Khalo...]

Oi. Gimmie more.

[He doesn’t even mind if Dazai pokes at him, so long as he gets another taste of that whiskey. He really does need some sort of intervention with regards to his alcohol habit, but hey, if he’s gotta he pint-sized, then why not try to enjoy it?

As if bribing Dazai to give him more booze, Chuuya licks at his finger again, blue eyes fixing intently on Dazai’s face so that he knows this is deliberate.]

[cassus]

[ There's no need to ask twice when Chuuya's desires comes in loud and clear soon as that tongue slides over his skin, out in the open where anyone could see. But Dazai can't resist what a delicious sight it'd be to watch Chuuya sing for his proverbial supper, working for something that makes his mouth water by giving Dazai a little show that will garner the same reaction in him. ]

What was that? I can't understand that teeny-tiny voice of yours.

[ Whiskey makes for a poor companion in all the ways that matter, most of all when compared to the preferable option of a warm body that's nearly within reach. Khalo's premium-quality liquor ends up left upon the table again, forgotten in order to usher that hand to better uses than merely getting him drunk.

A slow curl of those fingers circles the small figure leaning in close to his other hand, almost possessive in how they cup him head to toe as if Chuuya were fine china or a delicate heirloom. Worth more than either but just as fragile, Dazai is careful not to squeeze when that added hand drags fingers up his tiny side, hitching doll-sized clothing up to a slight degree as they move.

If Chuuya was at his normal height, the extent of every stroking touch would run the length of his partner's body and look downright obscene. But at this size, when the thumb of his freehand strokes up Chuuya's front, pressing him between it and fingers at his back, not a soul around knows what Dazai is up to. At least no one else aside from Chuuya and himself are aware of just what an exquisite feeling that touch is meant to incite, instilling a pattern of friction slotted perfectly in the middle-ground between being too tender or rough. ]

I bet you could clear up the confusion. [ His grin runs wolfish. ] ...If you showed me what you want.

[ Still, Dazai's not so rude as to blatantly snub his request. Not when it'd be even better to dangle the hope of it just under Chuuya's nose, with another barely-there taste of the whiskey he so craves. That's achieved easily enough, with a dip of a licked-clean middle digit into his glass, submerging it but not letting a single drop linger once it's pulled away.

Like a thin candy-coating the liquor only forms a glossy layer atop the fingertip when it's drawn back in front of his partner's awaiting mouth. Wet but not dripping, it'll take the work of a tongue to gather up a second taste. Although, that may or may not be possible if Chuuya finds himself otherwise preoccupied with the slide of fingers dragging over him, front to back. ]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya really should learn some shame, but after the ordeal of being shrunk down to thimble size he sure as hell isn't gonna pass up a bit of booze. He’s always been a vain creature, and he knows that he can almost always tilt the scales in his favor with a bit of performing.]

You heard me. I said I want more.

[It’s still so bizarre to be able to fit in the palm of Dazai’s hand, and the fingers caressing his side feel like too much and not enough at the same time. He feels like a doll being played with, but he’s not exactly fighting Dazai’s touch either, and when that thumb strokes over his front he lets out the lewdest little noise imaginable. It feels incredible, unlike anything he’s likely to experience at his full size, and he finds himself pressing back despite how flustered he looks about giving in so easily.]

Ngh...

[He can’t even muster up a witty response to Dazai’s taunting with how worked up he is, but he does catch a glimpse of what Dazai is doing, and while it’s a dirty tactic to make him look even more shameless, Chuuya is already so far gone that he might as well go along with it. When that finger draws close enough he’ll lap at it rather eagerly, all the while grinding against Dazai’s thumb to try and get himself off.]

Just...hahhh...wait until I get full size again...

[It’s an empty threat if there ever was one, quickly followed up by another flick of that pink tongue over Dazai’s finger. He only laments the fact that he can’t feel Dazai inside of him like this, but the fingers teasing over his backside provide a nice little treat to the one stroking his front.]

[cassus]

Who knows when that'll be?

[ Though unbeknownst to Chuuya, the antidote is nearly within his reach. But despite coming this far, and going to such troublesome lengths to seek it out from the healer's busy hut, Dazai isn't about to return his partner back to his full size just yet. ( However much he wonders how to make Chuuya just a bit bigger; at least at a scale large enough to appreciate further. ) And why would he, when Chuuya is an irresistible sight, chasing his pleasure through nothing more than grinding against Dazai's hand. ]

Right now I'm having too much fun, holding you in the palm of my hand.

[ It's nearly a literal fact with how fingers curl around Chuuya in order to stroke him front to back. The nudge of his thumb turns into something a little more stimulating, rubbing in circular motions with every press. It's bound to add another deliciously feel-good sensation atop the steady friction intent on getting Chuuya off, even at this size. ]

If this feels good, then how about you try it with a little less on?

[ The shape of his thumb drags down Chuuya's crotch, unable to work the miniature buttons itself but giving a sizable enough hint for his partner to understand. Those skin-tight pants need off and now, because if Dazai can't put his mouth all over Chuuya at his present size, then he'll have to resort to making the best use of his fingertips.

In the meantime the hand which continues to deliver little pixie-sized servings of liquor returns with another hefty drop. And if Dazai happened to dip that digit into the antidote first, if only to just barely coat it, then it's effect on Chuuya shouldn't be too magnified- Right? ]