Risa

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Walking and fucking. Diane is pretty sure that her entire life had stopped consisting of anything but those two activities, with short breaks to eat, smoke, drink, and sleep. Sometimes in combination. But walking and fucking are really all Roland seemed interested in doing and while she's enjoying the latter, the former got her to the point where she was about 5 minutes away from breaking one of his legs with a tree branch.

Luckily, the universe decided she didn't need to maim her companion. At least not yet. Because all of the walking had led them here and while it wasn't as good as finding herself back home, it was pretty fucking excellent.

She'd been tagging along with Roland since she'd arrived in...whatever they were calling this place. It kind of needed a name, but in her head she's just been referring to it as the hellscape and so she supposed that was good enough for the time being. Anyway, she's been tagging along because she's terrified and he makes her feel safe and he seems to have a plan which is way better than not having one and really, it's just easier. Easier than being alone here. She's reluctant to admit she actually enjoys his company because that would be a little too honest and she's not in the mood for that much honesty. Yet.

What she is in the mood for is a drink. And maybe a swim later. And definitely some sex. And maybe even a party if she could fine one, which she is pretty sure shouldn't be a problem given what she's seen of this place so far. If they've been trapped in hell until now, it seems like they might have found a tiny piece of heaven and she's going to take it for everything it's worth.

"You can relax and get drunk and enjoy yourself, you know." She taps his leg with her toes from where she's sitting, her umbrella drink nearly empty. "It's good for you."

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The woman smiled politely at Roland and then looked over at Diane with a hint of question in her eyes. Diane was beyond amused by the entire exchange, but took pity on her and held out a hand, inviting her to sit and share her lounge chair.

"This is Roland," she said by way of invitation. "He's exceedingly polite as you can see. I'm Diane."

"Pia," the other woman replied. She spoke with a soft accent that Diane couldn't identify. "Lovely to meet both of you. Are you enjoying your stay here on Risa?"

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"It's a fair place. I've never seen its like," he replied, offering Pia his seat. The waiter saw the group of them and the next time Roland looked over, a fresh tray with three drinks was coming their way. "You hail from this world?" he asked then, wondering if she might know anything of value. Anything of a portal.

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"It is the jewel of the galaxy," Pia replied with a genuine smile. Diane wanted to laugh at the seriousness with which she said it, but she supposed it was kind of true. Maybe if she'd been from paradise she'd talk about it in that kind of reverent tone too.

Pia continued, "But please, take your seat. I don't mind sharing."

She perched herself on the edge of Diane's chair where there was enough space. "And yes, this is my home. Though we are delighted to share its beauty and pleasures with beings from all worlds."

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"How do people come to this place, usually?" Roland asked curiously. If people came from other worlds, mayhap there was a portal here.

He took the fresh drink and sat in his chair. He downed a couple big swallows, smiling more easily as the liquor warmed him throughout.

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Pia looked confused by the question, but too polite to say so directly. "Risa Control is responsible for coordinating all visiting ships, but most visitors simply beam down from orbit. Is the not how you arrived?"

Diane was not about to let the conversation head in that direction because firstly, there was no good answer to that question that wouldn't make them sound insane. And secondly, she really was not in the mood for another discussion of other worlds or singing towers or whatever. She had no idea how long they would be able to stay in this paradise and she wasn't planning on wasting that time.

"You're right, Pia," she said quickly before Roland had the chance to answer, laying her hand on Pia's arm. "This place is simply incredible. I can't tell you how thrilled I am to be here, especially now that we get to enjoy your company. Will you join us for a while? We've been dying to meet some locals, you know?"

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He was actually quite interested in grilling Pia about all of it, even after Diane cut off his inquizition. He took another drink and made to ask, but this drink tasted different. It was more potent and he already felt more drunk. And something else. He looked at Diane, at the line of her neck and the swell of her breast. Then he looked at Pia, really looked at her and her curves and glowing skin...then he looked at his drink. He took one more sip to try to place the taste and it was then he realized he was aroused. Without much more than two lovely women and the promise of a fuck, something that had yet to be discussed, he found himself growing stiff in his trousers.

He looked for the waiter.

The waiter smiled at him.

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"Yes, of course," Pia replied with a very flirtatious smile. "I noticed you when I arrived, but I didn't want to intrude without an invitation."

Diane returned the smile and decided there wasn't much point in playing coy since it was pretty obvious they were all on the same page. Instead, she ran her fingers down Pia's arm then took her hand and pulled her gently toward her. The kiss was just as delicious as she'd hoped it would be. Soft and sweet. Diane generally had a lot easier time finding male companionship -- just a numbers game really -- but she's never passed up the chance to be with a beautiful, willing woman.

She breaks the kiss after a long moment and looks over at Roland, surprised he'd actually stopped trying to interrogate their new friend. But then she sees the look on his face and it's no longer than surprising.

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Yes, he was distinctly aroused and only grew more so as he watched the women kiss. He had to subtley adjust himself as his dungarees became tighter and tighter.

"Perhaps we should leave the beach," he suggested, uncertain why he was so overcome. Mere liquor couldn't be responsible, though he didn't know what it might be.

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Diane kept hold of Pia's hand, adjusting herself slightly on the chair so that the other woman could more comfortably rest against her, but her eyes stayed on Roland. He looked...odd. Even for him.

"You ok?" she asked, trying not to sound too concerned and ruin the mood.

Pia stopped her before she could say anything else. "Don't worry," she said in a soothing tone before addressing the rest to Roland. "It's the drink. It's meant to help...encourage our guests to enjoy themselves more fully. If you aren't enjoying it, I can bring you something to counteract the effects?"

It took Diane a second to realize what Pia was talking about and then she couldn't not laugh. "Oh my god, the waiter roofied you?!"

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He couldn't say he wasn't enjoying it. The rush of arousal was strong, not that he had any problems with his libido when presented an opportunity. This was different, though. He felt a bit out of control. As if his need ruled all. And he found that looking at Pia with her shining dark eyes and hearing Diane's husky voice as he'd never heard it before was...pleasant.

"No, no. I am quite well," he insisted. "The sun is just so hot and I'd like somewhere dark and cool."

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Pia nodded and looked back to Diane who was grinning practically from ear to ear, then said "I am sure we can accommodate that. There is a suite of rooms nearby where I believe we will find many others with similar desires. Or we can go somewhere private if you would prefer?"

Diane looked over at Roland again, not even bothering to try to hide her grin or the absolutely filthy look in her eyes. An invitation to what sounded like an orgy was not something that happened every day and she'd be damned if she wasn't going to take advantage of it.

"I think a party would be just the thing, don't you, Roland?"

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"A party. Yes," he said, just a bit dopey. He felt as if he'd agree to anything right now so long as in the end he found release. Diane was a fine lover, but he was sure Pia would be, too. Or, well, anyone really. Roland rose and offered a hand to both Diane and Pia, both.

"I think we should go there. I'm so hot," he said, aching to be naked. His dungarees were binding and all he wanted was to be bare and feel flesh on flesh.

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Pia took his hand, kissing Diane once more before letting herself be raised to her feet.

"If you'd give me just a moment," she said, laying a hand on Roland's chest. "I just want to let my companions know where we'll be going. I'll be right back."

She moved quickly away from them and Diane took the opportunity to really make sure Roland was alright. There were very few things Diane had a problem with when it came to sex, but she never played around with anyone who wasn't completely willing.

"Come here," she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer. "Are you sure you feel ok? You know we don't have to go anywhere with her if you're not yourself. Or we can get whatever that antidote was she was talking about first. Tell me the truth here, ok?"

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"I feel fine, Diane. I feel alive," he replied before grabbing her round the waist and pulling her close to kiss her hard. He held her so tight to him that his arousal was unquestionable. "I do believe I could enjoy a party. With you. With her. With everyone."

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She lets him grab her, kisses him back, and while she's still not entirely convinced he's in his right mind, she's willing to let him make the decision for himself. At least for now. After all, he's a grown man and it's not like he's incoherent or anything.

"Ok, ok," she says, eyes wide. "I believe you. I also think you could probably hammer nails with that thing right now. I kinda like you this way."

She squeezes his ass for good measure then spots Pia heading back in their direction. "Looks like you're about to have a chance at enjoying everyone."

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Roland said little as Pia lead the way to a hotel. Up the elevator, they arrived on a floor that wasn't just a single room, but a maze of suites, all joined together through arched doorways. She beckoned them along, through a room with people enjoying music played on a small stage and sharing drinks and food. Through a door where people danced and laughed. She kissed a few people, and Roland was a bit surprised that people approached to kiss both he and Diane. Everything was decadent, but very relaxed. He took it all in, thinking he had never before seen such pure hedonism.

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"Holy shit," was all she could say when they walked through the door. She was almost ready to pinch herself but realized she didn't actually want to wake up if this really was all a dream. Who the fuck wants to wake up from heaven?

The place was like some kind of futuristic spa mixed with a massage parlor mixed with a roman orgy all being filmed for late night cinemax. Diane is pretty sure if she had ever been asked to design her dream destination, this was it. There were enough naked and mostly naked people around that even in what little she was wearing, she felt overdressed. So before they'd even made it passed the first few rooms, she'd lost her top and her shoes.

Before they got any further, she grabbed Roland's hand and pulled him close enough that she could whisper in his ear. "Listen. I know we're not..." She stopped and shook her head, trying to think of another way to say what she wanted to say. "Please just promise me that whatever happens here, you won't leave without me. Can you do that?"

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Roland gave her a soft, indulgent smile and reached to cup her face and keep her looking at him.

"Our Ka is one, Diane. I'll go nowhere without you," he promised. "And still, I won't hover. Why don't you enjoy yourself?"

He looked at Pia, who was patiently waiting...and at the others who were not already invested in love that came closer to the pair of new people.

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She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding. She doesn't really understand the whole "ka" business, but his meaning is clear enough and that's pretty much all that matters. It's not like she's proposing to him or anything, but the idea of being completely alone in this world is so terrifying she can't even really look directly at it.

"Thanks," she says finally and with genuine feeling. Giving him a quick kiss, she steps back and takes a look around the room, spotting what she thinks is exactly what she'd been looking for. "Now if you'll excuse me for a minute..."

She drops his hand and heads over to a nearby low table, surrounded by several very attractive and very buzzed looking people snorting lines of what she is hoping to god is this world's equivalent of coke. "Please tell me that's a stimulant," she said to the adorable twink looking up at her with a smile and shining eyes. "And please tell me you'll share."

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They invited her to the table to join them and Roland watched for a moment, but then he caught a whiff of a familiar scent and looked to a trio sitting on cushions with a pipe. A small pile of a black substance was on a table, and the pipe was being passed back and forth. He moved closer.

"They have Devilweed here?" he asked, and one nodded.

"Not what we call it, love, but may be the same. Have a try?"

He took the pipe and puffed it several times. Enough to know it was Devilweed. On Keystone Earth it did not exist, but they had two plants that had similar effects. Cannabis and poppies. The calming effect was immediate and Roland felt as if he had been wrapped in a blanket, warm and soft. There was a reason it was called Devilweed. Too pleasant...people would go mad for it and would lose their whole lives searching for this exact feeling.

And yet the calm did nothing to counteract the effects of whatever the waiter had given him. He was beginning to ache, hard as he was. Loose and warm, he found Diane again.

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It's not just coke -- it's fantastic coke -- and Diane blows another line before wiping the remnants off the table with a finger and rubbing it against her gums. The sweet young thing next to her leans over and kisses her then, and she can feel her whole tongue go numb while her heart is pounding in her ears. Fuck but she's missed this.

Hands wrap around her waist from behind and while that would typically make her tense up, everything here is so gentle that she doesn't actually mind. It's weird, but she hadn't actually realized until that moment what's different about this situation than any other drug fueled sex party she's ever been to, even if you took out the alien weirdness of it all. There's zero aggression. It's kind of amazing.

She leans into the touch and lets the hands undo her pants, lets someone else help her slide out of them as she turns to kiss the woman behind her. Not someone she's seen before, but lovely. With very soft hands and even softer lips. Diane spots Roland over the woman's shoulder and reaches out a hand to him as she lets her head drop back as the woman licks her way down Diane's throat.

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Where Diane was close to naked, Roland stood in his dungarees and chambray with his waistcoat buttoned tight. He ran his fingers over his lips, his mouth watering at the sight of all the flesh on offer.

Then a young man who reminded him some of Eddie, with his dark hair and his laughing eyes, came over to him. He smiled coy and began to unbutton the waistcoat. Roland stood, happy to allow him. Waistcoat, then chambray, and then Roland's eyes closed as the young man began to pull the shirt off his shoulders. A young woman joined in, caressing his back and reaching round to feel his chest.

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She lost the plot for a minute, getting absorbed in soft tits, gentle hands, and wet lips, but then she realized that Roland hadn't taken come to her so she looked around for him.

Apparently, he'd gotten a delightful offer of his own and she bit her lip, her eyes already dark and pupil blown. Shit that was hot. She hadn't really considered that he might enjoy being with men, but now she was considering it. A lot.

Keeping an eye on him, she divides her attention between that unexpected view and the hand she slips between a pair of very willing legs. The woman moaned softly into her ear and Diane became positive this was in fact heaven.

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The young man's deft fingers flipped open Roland's fly and the girl behind him helped him squirm out of his trousers. Bare naked and erect as the Tower itself, he accepted a kiss from Not-Eddie. But he kept his eyes open and on Diane, watching as the young woman with her fingered her. He could see how wet her cunt was, how her nipples were hard peaks. His own cock leaked a bit, and then even more when a hand wrapped around him and began to stroke him.

That was when he closed his eyes. Everything assaulted his senses, then. The smell of sex and sweat, the sounds of breathing and the slick sounds of kissing and touching. Moans both soft and loud. The entire room pulsed with desire and The Shine let him in on all of it. Not just his own pleasure, but all of them, all together. He felt like he could fuck his way through this entire suite and never be spent.

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Diane moans when Roland closes his eyes and she can't believe how brilliantly pornographic this day has turned out to be. She's positive Roland is as insane as she is, and she really doesn't understand half the shit he goes on about, but jesus if he isn't one of the sexiest men she's ever laid eyes on. Everything about him just does it for her. And the sight of other people's hands on his body, on his cock, of him kissing some man...even if she wasn't in the middle of her own orgy situation, she's pretty sure that would provide masturbation material for months.

She leans over the table to blow another line, hands still on the woman next to her, when someone wraps an arm around her waist, fingers splayed on her stomach, and a male voice in her ear asks "can I fuck you?"

Her skin is prickly all over and she's pretty sure she's so wet she might as well be melting so she breathes "yes" before she turns to kiss the woman again. Guiding her onto her back so Diane can give him access. She on all fours and he's got a hand on her hip, the other spreading her cunt and while she kisses her way down the woman's stomach, nipping at her inner thighs and inhaling the smell of her.

Diane is pretty sure this is how she wants to die.