Kinktober 2025
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Kinktober in Arcadia Week 1: Kink Discovery
III adjusted against the pillow, eyelids heavy, but Vessel’s arm tightened instinctively around him, holding him close. He huffed a quiet laugh into the dark. Always the clingy one, even dead asleep.
At first it was subtle. A shift in the weight against his back, the drag of Vessel’s stomach pressing tighter into his spine. Then a twitch of fingers at his waist, sliding up and curling over his chest like they’d been magnetized there.
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2025
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Kinktober in Arcadia Week 2: First Times
It started with a round of drinks. II signaled the bartender, sent a pair of cocktails across the room with a nod in their direction. Blond laughed again when the glasses landed in front of them, leaned close to murmur something to his companion, then tipped his glass back toward II and Vessel in thanks. A few minutes later, the gesture was returned: a fresh beer and a bourbon slid across the table to them.
A trade that turned into an invitation.
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- Part 2 of Kinktober 2025
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Kinktober in Arcadia Week 3: Service Submission
The bedroom was quiet, lit only by the amber glow of the lamp on the nightstand. II sat cross-legged on the bed with Vessel mirroring him, knees tucked close, long frame folded smaller to fit the space between them. They were both dressed comfortably in sweatpants, Vessel in an old band shirt that nearly hung off one shoulder, the cotton loose from too many washes, II shirtless as usual. The air felt charged, as if every movement pressed heavier than it should.
II’s voice was steady, deliberate. “We’ll keep it simple tonight, alright? Just us trying it out, no fancy roleplay, nothing too intense, just me telling you what to do. If anything doesn’t feel right at any point, we stop. Understood?”
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- Part 3 of Kinktober 2025
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Kinktober in Arcadia Week 4: Home Videos
“Alright,” he drawled into the mic, smirking at the flood of usernames flying past in chat. “Who’s next? Don’t make me start rating profile pictures instead, you know I’ll do it.”
One ping. Another. His inbox stacked quick with photos—cock after cock, some hard, some soft, all begging for judgment.
III opened one and squinted like he was studying an artifact. “Mhm. Decent curve, decent veins. Background? Tragic. Bro, if you’ve got dirty laundry on the floor behind your dick pic, I will notice. Have some fuckin’ class” He tapped the mic, lips twitching. “Six outta ten. Fix your backdrop, come back to me.”
The chat exploded with laughter emojis and tip alerts. III grinned, sharp and satisfied, then scrolled to the next submission.
And then—there it was in chat: Rate The Vessel?
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- Part 4 of Kinktober 2025
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!