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V ✦ CYBERPUNK 2077
RESIDENCE ✦ Chez Eurodyne, Silverhand, Strife & V
GEMBOND ✦ Sapphire
"This is V. 'pparently 'm busy right now so leave a message."
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« nomad »
TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION
V ✦ CYBERPUNK 2077
RESIDENCE ✦ Chez Eurodyne, Silverhand, Strife & V
GEMBOND ✦ Sapphire
"This is V. 'pparently 'm busy right now so leave a message."
INFO ✧ PERMISSIONS ✧ KINKLIST
( ooc: continued from here! )
[ Sliding into the space Kerry affords him is easy, even though his focus is split now between the growing tightness in his pants and the way his tongue presses against the man's lips. He wants to lick into Kerry's mouth, bold and hungry.
The hand at Kerry's side drops down further, fingers grasp at his leg to guide it upward and open his hips up. He's aching to be inside Kerry, to feel the tight channel of warmth to thrust inside of, but he loves this too. Foreplay because it feels just as good to be up close and personal with the man, whole body alight with anticipation. Anticipation which is only magnified under the strength of their bond, their synchrony. ]
[ Sliding into the space Kerry affords him is easy, even though his focus is split now between the growing tightness in his pants and the way his tongue presses against the man's lips. He wants to lick into Kerry's mouth, bold and hungry.
The hand at Kerry's side drops down further, fingers grasp at his leg to guide it upward and open his hips up. He's aching to be inside Kerry, to feel the tight channel of warmth to thrust inside of, but he loves this too. Foreplay because it feels just as good to be up close and personal with the man, whole body alight with anticipation. Anticipation which is only magnified under the strength of their bond, their synchrony. ]
[Throughout their conversation since V got home, Kerry has felt exposed in ways that mean more to him than naked skin. The idea that after sharing so much of himself he'd open himself up to V and invite him in only makes so much sense.
His legs open to V without hesitation. He already feels like a horny teenager with V, but it's so much worse with Synchrony. That connection acts like a loop, as he senses V's desire to him as much as his own desire for V.]
His legs open to V without hesitation. He already feels like a horny teenager with V, but it's so much worse with Synchrony. That connection acts like a loop, as he senses V's desire to him as much as his own desire for V.]
[ Sharing what he's thinking and feeling isn't exactly new to V. He's had enough of sharing his brain with Johnny to know what not really being alone in what you're experiencing on that level means. Maybe it's given him a little headstart on adapting, but with Kerry this is all still new.
His breath catches in his throat as he feels Kerry's desire, like it's reaching out for his own to entangle together. It's only then that his hand slides between them as he lifts his hips, popping the button of his pants and trying to loosen them with just his thumb. ]
His breath catches in his throat as he feels Kerry's desire, like it's reaching out for his own to entangle together. It's only then that his hand slides between them as he lifts his hips, popping the button of his pants and trying to loosen them with just his thumb. ]
( from here )
[ Without knowing this other version of himself, he doesn't know for sure what that's supposed to mean. Not like he'd been all that much of a fan of Johnny to start with, but things change. And after 50 years locked up in a digital prison, maybe he'd be pissed too. Not that it matters because Johnny's gone and V feels like any chance at something even close to closure is out of reach. ]
Wasn't my favorite thing he tried.
[ What happens next is an uncontrolled burst of pain that blossoms across his right temple, forcing him to drop his gaze and take a second to just breathe. Somewhere there's a joke, and eventually he presses it out with a hoarse voice. ]
's what I get for thinkin' too hard.
Last memory I got... rooftop at Misty's. Talkin' with Johnny. Agreeing that it was gonna be him and Rogue goin' to 'saka Tower. Took the pill... that's it. That's all I got. Don't got anything from Mikoshi, or after.
[ Kerry'd had to fill him in on the rest. He scratches absently at the back of his head, right under the knot of a bandana he found. Or it might've been a pocket square, once upon a time. He doesn't know but he liked the pattern and he feels all sorts'a naked without one. ]
So - you... didn't go back to your body?
[ Without knowing this other version of himself, he doesn't know for sure what that's supposed to mean. Not like he'd been all that much of a fan of Johnny to start with, but things change. And after 50 years locked up in a digital prison, maybe he'd be pissed too. Not that it matters because Johnny's gone and V feels like any chance at something even close to closure is out of reach. ]
Wasn't my favorite thing he tried.
[ What happens next is an uncontrolled burst of pain that blossoms across his right temple, forcing him to drop his gaze and take a second to just breathe. Somewhere there's a joke, and eventually he presses it out with a hoarse voice. ]
's what I get for thinkin' too hard.
Last memory I got... rooftop at Misty's. Talkin' with Johnny. Agreeing that it was gonna be him and Rogue goin' to 'saka Tower. Took the pill... that's it. That's all I got. Don't got anything from Mikoshi, or after.
[ Kerry'd had to fill him in on the rest. He scratches absently at the back of his head, right under the knot of a bandana he found. Or it might've been a pocket square, once upon a time. He doesn't know but he liked the pattern and he feels all sorts'a naked without one. ]
So - you... didn't go back to your body?
[ There were times that he'd wished Johnny had managed to kill him, but only when he got down by himself with a little too much to drink and he found himself spending a little too much time in the space between thoughts, the time when the silence was deafening.
As the pain blooms over V's features he felt himself sag. He could remember the relic malfunctions that caused him to stumble, the coughing fits that took the air out of his lungs. He doesn't crack a smile at the joke, but there's a concern in his eyes. The effects of the relic weren't something he'd wish on even the worst of the street crowd and seeing someone else mirroring his own experience even on some level made him uncomfortable. He'd feel awful about the memory loss too, but... That was honestly a mercy. Not losing his memories with Kerry, no, but losing Mikoshi... His stomach twisted at the though.
There's recognition as V quickly goes over what happened, a small nod. ]
Maybe missin' Mikoshi's a blessing. The after, though...
[ There's an apologetic look on his face. He has a faint idea of what V's life had been after Mikoshi and it was easy to disregard the relic to make out as heaven: how couldn't he when it was months spent with Kerry?
He was about to say something more, but the question hit him like a bullet to the chest and he immediately closed off: his body grew tense, his jaw set, his eyebrows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists. He could still hear Kerry's words in his ears about the happiest six months he'd ever lived being with the man before him; knowing what he'd passed up and remembering who he stood before hurt, and being angry was easier than being hurt. ]
No. I did not.
[ He looks back to V, a warning very clearly on his face. This was not something he wished to talk about and he likely would not entertain at this time. ]
I'm no NetWatch elite, but I can keep 'em on their toes. Pretty dangerous with code. Might be able to help with your head, pending what's wrong after bein' dumped here. Can't reverse the damage, but if software's still runnin' rampant? Might be able to stop it.
As the pain blooms over V's features he felt himself sag. He could remember the relic malfunctions that caused him to stumble, the coughing fits that took the air out of his lungs. He doesn't crack a smile at the joke, but there's a concern in his eyes. The effects of the relic weren't something he'd wish on even the worst of the street crowd and seeing someone else mirroring his own experience even on some level made him uncomfortable. He'd feel awful about the memory loss too, but... That was honestly a mercy. Not losing his memories with Kerry, no, but losing Mikoshi... His stomach twisted at the though.
There's recognition as V quickly goes over what happened, a small nod. ]
Maybe missin' Mikoshi's a blessing. The after, though...
[ There's an apologetic look on his face. He has a faint idea of what V's life had been after Mikoshi and it was easy to disregard the relic to make out as heaven: how couldn't he when it was months spent with Kerry?
He was about to say something more, but the question hit him like a bullet to the chest and he immediately closed off: his body grew tense, his jaw set, his eyebrows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists. He could still hear Kerry's words in his ears about the happiest six months he'd ever lived being with the man before him; knowing what he'd passed up and remembering who he stood before hurt, and being angry was easier than being hurt. ]
No. I did not.
[ He looks back to V, a warning very clearly on his face. This was not something he wished to talk about and he likely would not entertain at this time. ]
I'm no NetWatch elite, but I can keep 'em on their toes. Pretty dangerous with code. Might be able to help with your head, pending what's wrong after bein' dumped here. Can't reverse the damage, but if software's still runnin' rampant? Might be able to stop it.
( From here! )
[ He gets that feeling; mostly that this isn't a good kind of turns of events from that rooftop he hazily remembers. At least with the onset of that crystalizing thought he realizes he's not moving nearly fast enough. There's something apologetic that settles across his features, and something even more desperately grateful there too.
This choom's saving his ass, no two ways about it, and if they survive this fucked up whatever this is, gonna have to buy him a drink or ten. ]
Boston, yeah. Never been there myself. Diamond City... sounds preem.
[ Definitely garners a real kind of sparkling mental image. The antithesis of Night City. 'course V's cynicism has been carefully tended by a certain rockerboy friend, and there's part of him that thinks it's probably not the beacon of clean, nova city living the name might suggest. ]
Uh, Night City. 's uh, California. Wasn't what I was expectin' in a lotta ways.
[ But that's a long story, likely one best saved for a day where he's not working hard to just keep a pace that isn't comparable to a snail. ]
What's Diamond City like?
[ He gets that feeling; mostly that this isn't a good kind of turns of events from that rooftop he hazily remembers. At least with the onset of that crystalizing thought he realizes he's not moving nearly fast enough. There's something apologetic that settles across his features, and something even more desperately grateful there too.
This choom's saving his ass, no two ways about it, and if they survive this fucked up whatever this is, gonna have to buy him a drink or ten. ]
Boston, yeah. Never been there myself. Diamond City... sounds preem.
[ Definitely garners a real kind of sparkling mental image. The antithesis of Night City. 'course V's cynicism has been carefully tended by a certain rockerboy friend, and there's part of him that thinks it's probably not the beacon of clean, nova city living the name might suggest. ]
Uh, Night City. 's uh, California. Wasn't what I was expectin' in a lotta ways.
[ But that's a long story, likely one best saved for a day where he's not working hard to just keep a pace that isn't comparable to a snail. ]
What's Diamond City like?
Edited 2021-01-22 08:54 (UTC)
Ahh, California. Nice weather out there. [The real Nick had been there on vacation once. He'd say so, but it feels disingenuous to actually claim memories that he knew full and well didn't belong to him.] Must be a new city, though, or a different version of California. I've never heard of it before.
[The small talk is doing some good, it seems. The less they dwell on how mega-dead V's going to be if they take too long, the better.]
I, ah... I expect the name's a bit misleading, and most folks'd find it a real dump. Built in the ruins of Fenway Park. Lots of people, running water, fairly reliable power, nice big walls and a security force. But that's all damn luxurious, comparatively. It's the safest place in the Commonwealth by far. And it's home.
[A beat.] Place I'm from is a bit of a mess, to say the least. Hopefully, yours is much nicer.
[The small talk is doing some good, it seems. The less they dwell on how mega-dead V's going to be if they take too long, the better.]
I, ah... I expect the name's a bit misleading, and most folks'd find it a real dump. Built in the ruins of Fenway Park. Lots of people, running water, fairly reliable power, nice big walls and a security force. But that's all damn luxurious, comparatively. It's the safest place in the Commonwealth by far. And it's home.
[A beat.] Place I'm from is a bit of a mess, to say the least. Hopefully, yours is much nicer.
[ Curiosity's one thing, but V knows when there's a line that it'd be insensitive to cross. His lips draw down into a tighter line, and all he's got to promise he's not going to push any further is an almost imperceptible nod. He doesn't mean to cause any upset.
What V's saying about his head though? He doesn't know how to feel about that. Feels like hope's been something he's had to cling on for such a long time now that he's fatigued. Like maybe he's already far beyond the point of wanting to have to wake up every morning and being in a situation where he desperately needs it. Doesn't mean his appreciation for the offer's any less than it is, though. ]
At home I'm dyin', but the brains up in that sky station were thinkin' maybe they can look into somethin'. Said I had a... unique phenotype. Never gonna say no to help when it's offered though. So... thank you.
What V's saying about his head though? He doesn't know how to feel about that. Feels like hope's been something he's had to cling on for such a long time now that he's fatigued. Like maybe he's already far beyond the point of wanting to have to wake up every morning and being in a situation where he desperately needs it. Doesn't mean his appreciation for the offer's any less than it is, though. ]
At home I'm dyin', but the brains up in that sky station were thinkin' maybe they can look into somethin'. Said I had a... unique phenotype. Never gonna say no to help when it's offered though. So... thank you.
[The angle they're at doesn't give Kerry a lot of options to help V out of his clothes. He likes unwrapping V like a present and touching as much as he can, but there's something about being under V while he prepares to take more pleasure out of his body that is hot on its own.
He touches what he can of V, running a hand over his arm.]
He touches what he can of V, running a hand over his arm.]
[ At the mention of the weather, V's lips tug into a more honest grin rather than a grimace. A smile despite their situation. Memories that he can rely on filter through his brain like snapshots of his past out on the open road. Weather'd been something to pay attention to, especially out in the Badlands. Getting ahead of a dust storm or finding somewhere to hunker down formed a large part of his former life.
He almost stumbles clean over what looks like a large sapphire jutting up out of the ground, his attention poured instead into their conversation instead of where he's stepping. Only after righting himself and shooting Nick a sideways sheepish glance do his thoughts return to the matter at hand.
Somebody not having heard of Night City, though. That's different, even for somebody across the stretch of expanse between California and Boston. Night City's infamous in ways it might wish it wasn't, a lot of the time. ]
Not really from anywhere. Thing 'bout bein' a nomad's home's just where your clan is. Not so much a place but... a feelin'.
But uh... things went south with my old clan. Ended up leavin' 'n headed for the city to make a name f'myself. City's a mess. Corpo nightmare. Whole place is run by a megacorp. Arasaka. They control the borders and a lot of what happens inside the city's boundaries.
He almost stumbles clean over what looks like a large sapphire jutting up out of the ground, his attention poured instead into their conversation instead of where he's stepping. Only after righting himself and shooting Nick a sideways sheepish glance do his thoughts return to the matter at hand.
Somebody not having heard of Night City, though. That's different, even for somebody across the stretch of expanse between California and Boston. Night City's infamous in ways it might wish it wasn't, a lot of the time. ]
Not really from anywhere. Thing 'bout bein' a nomad's home's just where your clan is. Not so much a place but... a feelin'.
But uh... things went south with my old clan. Ended up leavin' 'n headed for the city to make a name f'myself. City's a mess. Corpo nightmare. Whole place is run by a megacorp. Arasaka. They control the borders and a lot of what happens inside the city's boundaries.
[ His body feels like it's singing with how much he already feels, and part of him's amused at the apt comparison. He's never been all that gifted when it comes to holding a tune, but at least what they're doing right now's a duet he can excel in.
His pants are pushed haphazardly down over his ass, bunched tight around thighs until he's wriggling to crawl out of them, all the while his hands sliding and touching at Kerry beneath him. Fingertips explore the expanse of inked skin and expensive chrome, turning and tilting as they glide over curves he already loves. ]
Didn't happen'ta find lube here, did ya?
His pants are pushed haphazardly down over his ass, bunched tight around thighs until he's wriggling to crawl out of them, all the while his hands sliding and touching at Kerry beneath him. Fingertips explore the expanse of inked skin and expensive chrome, turning and tilting as they glide over curves he already loves. ]
Didn't happen'ta find lube here, did ya?
Might've bought some. [Kerry mutters. After their tryst in the space station, it had seemed a good idea to make sure to bring some home. They had money from the government here for essentials and that sure as hell felt essential to him.
He gestures to the bedside drawer set he had shoved it into for just this sort of situation.]
He gestures to the bedside drawer set he had shoved it into for just this sort of situation.]
[ Grinning into the crook of Kerry's neck - his mouth had found itself there, sucking at warm skin like he wants to overload all his senses - one of V's hands blindly reaches out to paw at the nightstand. Eventually he gets a hold of the small handle, but it takes glancing up unwillingly from the man beneath him to actually spot the lube.
All he wants right now is to fuck into Kerry, to remind the both of them on a physical level that they're both here. Maybe fancy words fail him sometimes, but this never does. He fucks with his whole body, with the kind of enthusiasm befitting a choom of his age. ]
Prepared. I like it.
All he wants right now is to fuck into Kerry, to remind the both of them on a physical level that they're both here. Maybe fancy words fail him sometimes, but this never does. He fucks with his whole body, with the kind of enthusiasm befitting a choom of his age. ]
Prepared. I like it.
[Kerry is glad that V doesn't have to move off of him to get the lube. He likes the sensation of having V's body on top of him. When V looks to the side, Kerry takes that moment to lean up and kiss the side of V's head and neck.]
More like I figured you'd wanna fuck as soon as we could...
[He says it as if he isn't exactly the same. V can even feel how much he wants it with their bodies pressed so close together.]
More like I figured you'd wanna fuck as soon as we could...
[He says it as if he isn't exactly the same. V can even feel how much he wants it with their bodies pressed so close together.]
Mmm-hmm. 'cause you weren't thinkin' 'bout this too. Obviously.
[ Right here and now, everything that's been on his mind quietly fades into the background. It's still there; new world, a brain he can't rely on, Kerry's concerns about being here, Jackie being alive again, the knowledge that Johnny's here too.
It all just takes a backseat to the sound of Kerry's voice, the feel of his lips against the side of his neck and the weight of his desire that V can feel like a partner to his own. The shape and coolness of the bottle of lube clutched in one hand, ripe for opening and using the best way he knows how. ]
Love feelin' you like this. 's uh... can feel what you're feelin'.
[ He's already uncapped the lube, shifted enough so he has both hands to squeeze some out over his fingers, messy in the best ways. ]
[ Right here and now, everything that's been on his mind quietly fades into the background. It's still there; new world, a brain he can't rely on, Kerry's concerns about being here, Jackie being alive again, the knowledge that Johnny's here too.
It all just takes a backseat to the sound of Kerry's voice, the feel of his lips against the side of his neck and the weight of his desire that V can feel like a partner to his own. The shape and coolness of the bottle of lube clutched in one hand, ripe for opening and using the best way he knows how. ]
Love feelin' you like this. 's uh... can feel what you're feelin'.
[ He's already uncapped the lube, shifted enough so he has both hands to squeeze some out over his fingers, messy in the best ways. ]
Imagine how it'll feel once your cock is in me. [He trails his hands over V and kisses him again, wanting to keep the contact as much as they both can while some of V's attention has to be on getting the lube ready.
He feels like the anticipation of V being inside of him has never felt this intense. He usually hates waiting but riding on the sensation of their shared desire feels like its own high.]
He feels like the anticipation of V being inside of him has never felt this intense. He usually hates waiting but riding on the sensation of their shared desire feels like its own high.]
[ Desire bolts through him so fast it makes him shiver. He knows the feel of Kerry around his dick, tight and hot and so ready for him to pound. The kisses aren't so much distracting but adding to everything, and for a fleeting moment the urge to thrust inside of Kerry right this second is so overwhelming his brain just stops, stuck on that.
Except he's not a fan of the idea of hurting Kerry, and as much as he's desperate to be inside him, he forces himself to coat his fingers with lube as methodically as he can. ]
Ready for me, Ker?
[ His voice is hoarse, tangled up in everything he can feel. ]
Except he's not a fan of the idea of hurting Kerry, and as much as he's desperate to be inside him, he forces himself to coat his fingers with lube as methodically as he can. ]
Ready for me, Ker?
[ His voice is hoarse, tangled up in everything he can feel. ]
V, if you don't stick something inside o' me right the fuck now I'm gonna explode.
[Kerry replies and then nips at V's neck to show he's serious. He can sense how much V wants him. Feeling so desired in a way that is so personal and intimate feels like a drug all on its own.
He shifts his hips to make sure he's angled in a way to make it easier for V to reach.]
[Kerry replies and then nips at V's neck to show he's serious. He can sense how much V wants him. Feeling so desired in a way that is so personal and intimate feels like a drug all on its own.
He shifts his hips to make sure he's angled in a way to make it easier for V to reach.]
Not ready f'you to explode yet.
[ Fond amusement plays around the edges of his mind and he moves with Kerry as those slim hips angle up, settles himself between those thighs.
Laying like this, he's got space and opportunity to drop his mouth to Kerry's chest, bristles brushing over smooth skin as he circles a finger around the tight hole he's desperate to get inside of. He might be teasing a little, holding on to what little self-control he has just to stoke the impatient fire inside of Kerry a fraction higher. ]
[ Fond amusement plays around the edges of his mind and he moves with Kerry as those slim hips angle up, settles himself between those thighs.
Laying like this, he's got space and opportunity to drop his mouth to Kerry's chest, bristles brushing over smooth skin as he circles a finger around the tight hole he's desperate to get inside of. He might be teasing a little, holding on to what little self-control he has just to stoke the impatient fire inside of Kerry a fraction higher. ]
Hn. [Kerry's hand moves to the back of V's head as V starts kissing his chest. When V teases instead of pushing in, his fingers tighten and pull at V's hair lightly. Not enough to actually hurt, but still making a statement.
He might enjoy the shared anticipation, but he's remembering why he hates waiting too.]
He might enjoy the shared anticipation, but he's remembering why he hates waiting too.]
[ The hair pulling drags a low laugh from V's lips, escaping the spaces between his mouth and Kerry's skin. Lifting his chin just enough, he presses his mouth along a golden collarbone, and only when he's working his way up to suck at the pulse point in Kerry's throat does he put enough pressure behind that finger to slide past that tight ring of muscle.
His cock's already aching, hard and nudging distractingly into the inside of Kerry's leg, and the feel of that tight channel even around one finger's not doing anything to help that desire to fuck Kerry all the way into tomorrow. ]
Fuck.
His cock's already aching, hard and nudging distractingly into the inside of Kerry's leg, and the feel of that tight channel even around one finger's not doing anything to help that desire to fuck Kerry all the way into tomorrow. ]
Fuck.
Not quite yet... [Is Kerry's smart ass reply. His voice hitches as he speaks. His back arches into the sensation of being entered, even if it's just a finger for now.]
Better be soon though.
Better be soon though.
[ This is just as overwhelming as it was on the sky station; like V not only feels his finger press into Kerry, but also what Kerry's feeling too. Kerry arches up under him and for whatever reason it chips away at any sense of control.
His finger slides deeper, further into the heat of Kerry's body and feels like closer to his desire, optics trained very specifically on Kerry's face, watching his expression with naked interest. Fuck he loves seeing Kerry like this, loves knowing that he's the choom undoing this beautiful man. ]
His finger slides deeper, further into the heat of Kerry's body and feels like closer to his desire, optics trained very specifically on Kerry's face, watching his expression with naked interest. Fuck he loves seeing Kerry like this, loves knowing that he's the choom undoing this beautiful man. ]
Ahh. That old chestnut. [That actually doesn't sound nice at all, except in a different way.] Seems no matter the place or time, corporations find some way to muck everything up for everybody.
[At least there's no corporations in the wasteland, anymore. The Institute is the closest thing they've got and they're bad enough.
Nick has a few close calls of his own with the uneven ground and these weird crystals, so V is easily forgiven for a few stumbles.]
Radiation's going down, a little at a time. Should drop off in about half a mile. Just gotta keep going and you'll be just find.
Then I've got something in my pocket that might help, too, though RadX doesn't work so well when you're actively bathing in the glow.
[At least there's no corporations in the wasteland, anymore. The Institute is the closest thing they've got and they're bad enough.
Nick has a few close calls of his own with the uneven ground and these weird crystals, so V is easily forgiven for a few stumbles.]
Radiation's going down, a little at a time. Should drop off in about half a mile. Just gotta keep going and you'll be just find.
Then I've got something in my pocket that might help, too, though RadX doesn't work so well when you're actively bathing in the glow.
[Kerry locks on to V's eyes and smirks, looking far too pleased that he got exactly what he wanted -- even as they both know this is just the pre-show. He hums in pleasure as V's finger moves deeper inside of him.]
You feel that? You feel how much I want more of you?
You feel that? You feel how much I want more of you?
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