【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
You will be notified as soon as your official reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We hope you enjoy the provided amenities and lose yourself in marital bliss. 】
EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[It wouldn't be Aak if he didn't cause a few problems.]
You didn't try to get here or anything, right? [Aak is patting his sides, checking, confirming the existence of the watch. So, Hung probably arrived like he did, woke up in bed with someone...]
[he pauses, looking up at Hung and squinting.]
Don't worry about me and trouble, worry about yourself. [he stretches his arms up to grab at Hung's cheeks and tug]
You didn't get anything done to you, did you?
[says the guy who absolutely tried something with his bedmate]
[ thankfully he's just feeling for the watch, right? --- nope! now it's his cheeks and he just lets aak manipulate his face as much as he wants. the most important thing is that he's safe and sound, doesn't seem to be hurt, and is more or less annoyed with aak being here in the first place.
which..... hurts his feelings a little! just a little. ]
Uh, no. [ a beat, then: ] Why? You worried about me?
[ listen. aak can't tell him to worry about himself without not expressing that same amount of worry!!!
also he's going to give one of aak's cheeks a pinch right back. ]
[As far as he could see, this place was safe. Still, checking for injuries after a time apart was habit. Even though Hung was usually good at just telling him. He didn't make Aak's job harder no matter how hard Aak made his.]
["Worried about him!" "Oh, someone who plays like they don't care?"]
Shut uuuuuuuup, [directed at the paintings. He reaches up to grab Hung's hand and try to free his cheek.]
This place looks all nice and bright but it's no good, dude. And you can't just scoop me out of it and run. You're stuck here too, now.
[He's still working off the idea that Hung somehow showed up here willingly, despite no evidence to support it. If anything, it was probably easier to assume that Hung had been summoned because he was here. It can't be his fault, though. It's not like he even missed him! So, it can't be. He reaches for Hung's watch, gently pushing his wrist for emphasis while he speaks.]
And if you wanna get home you've gotta have sex with 52 people. Get it? S-E-X.
[In his mind, Hung was too good for that. If he was going to have 52 lovers it was going to take 52 years with no overlap because it'd be disrespectful and he'd probably still end up the godfather of his exes' kids or something.]
[ the thing is, and something that he's not going to openly admit being someone who just rode this elevator, is that the paintings are pretty spot on when it comes to reading people. perhaps that's their calling in life? other than being a painting that should not be speaking or having opinions, which is something hung is dimly aware of. but.
he'll let go of aak's cheek for now. hung's positive that if anyone's going to know Something, it's him. he'd tear something apart and put it back together in order to understand the machinations of a problem as ethically as possible. and might do it anyway without someone watching over his shoulder, so.
so.
so........ ]
So we're stuck. [ correcting him. the ladies in the panting all nod at once. ] Stuck... doing... that.
[ space in between each word as begins to make the connections. ]
Wait. Really? You sure there's no other way? What if we just solve people's problems?
[ for example: problems that don't involve fucking. ]
[It was hard to pull apart a huge hotel the same as a tool, machine, or person. It was a lot closer to dealing with a society, something Aak was far more inexperienced with. He is explaining to the best of his ability, though. Despite what everyone else had been looking for, despite talk about motives, despite mysterious strangers online, the 52 was the way forward.]
What, like a hundred good deeds? That's not even valuable back home.
[Aak makes a face. An organization like Mr. Lee's could probably survive here... on the premise of never going back. Credits could change hands without sex. They'd just have to accept they were here forever.]
You can try and find some way around it if you really want, I'm taking the direct route.
[And that's part of his anger. He was fine putting himself through whatever fucked up plan this place had. He's confident that he can shape himself into some evil, nasty thing that thrives in this environment. But now...]
["Are you done?" "Can we speak now?"]
What.
["Give us something sweet!" "There's this juicy history... will emotions overflow?!"]
Says you. It's better to be liked than disliked, even if you don't see any value in it.
[ and then because he can, he ruffles aak's hair, broad palm sweeping through once then twice. right in between those ears of his. it's already a pretty unkempt affair up there but there's something comforting about just... giving one of his closest friends a little bit of uncalled affection.
the direct route. well... that's both hardly a surprise and quite the surprise. then again, it'd give him opportunities to be close to people. it might curb some of those curiosities, the ones that could get him into trouble? but also. like.
...
lost in thought, he's only broken out by the painting's lamentations. how the figures in the portrait want them to demonstrate something and that hung knows one of the better ways to handle it.
sighs. ]
Okay. [ it feels like a chore. maybe it'll be better with aak. ] Sorry about this.
[ with that, he lifts up the smaller furry and just. presses his muzzle right against aak's lips, tilting slightly for a better angle for a nice kiss.
[Hung ruffles his hair and Aak makes a sour face. He was usually grumpy about that kind of affection being showed. It made him feel small. He was small physically, sure, but small in the sense he couldn't do things on his own. Even when he should have been protected his dad decided that sink or swim was the better way to live. He had to do things on his own. People trying to help him became either weights or a target. Standing safely behind a shield was strange. Accepting Hung's protection and affection was strange.]
[It was easier for Aak to try and claim they were fundamentally different. If it was impossible for them to ever stay on the same page then he could free himself from the struggle of trying.]
[Hung always tries. So maybe he shouldn't be surprised. He suddenly feels light on his feet as his meager weight is shifted. A kiss? For everything Aak had gotten up to, he hadn't kissed much. He was always eager to go further and push limits. A kiss was child's play compared to everything else. So... why was his heartbeat pounding so loud he could feel it in his ears?]
[All that whirlwind of thought makes a significant pause before he even tries to respond. But he does. It's a bit of a messy reply, with his relative inexperience, but it's basically demanding Hung not just give him a peck and call it good.]
[ the worst part is, after all is said and done... how come they haven't done this sooner? that every nap or sleep that they somehow shared the same couch, their faces almost touching, bodies pressed up against each other... neither of them made a move? countless minutes spent with lips that could been touching way before this time! he feels guilty that these thoughts are rushing through his brain while he should be focusing on how... wet... their kiss is right now. that they don't fit perfectly. maybe that's where the fun comes from.
that he pins aak to the wall of the elevator, just beneath the ooh-ing and aah-ing portrait ladies, being unable to keep the wet slick sounds of tongue sneaking in between aak's lips. not loud enough to mute them, but the pounding of his heart in his ears is doing enough to keep the embarrassment from stopping him completely. his tail wags furious as he does so.
and when he has to break it, just for a breath of air, he's completely breathless. panting. ]
[Hung can imagine it in their everyday life. Aak can only imagine it as a product of this place. The disconnect between their minds is a bit sad but that sadness is smothered by the connection of their lips. Aak's rough tongue brushes up against Hung's and he lets the other explore his mouth without resistance.]
[when they're finally parted Aak has to come to terms with whatever he just felt]
[also that he was a bit turned on]
... 'kay... maybe you'll be fine... or whatever...
[He can't know that Hung was able to do that because it was him. Maybe he was just, pardon the term, a secret horndog. Hung would be fine and,]
[and that makes him feel a bit lonely.]
[Before anything can show on his face, he steps forward to bury his face against Hung's chest. A stubborn boy who doesn't want to show his weakness. It could also be read as just a weird moment of submissiveness from the Feline. Maybe kisses were the secret?]
[ he's not sure what the inside of another's mouth is supposed to taste like. he doesn't even know if his mouth has a specific one? maybe hung should investigate the science of mouth flavors later, when he's not almost drooling from this current kiss. last thing he wants to do is drown aak. it's a perro thing, probably. ]
Eh, I don't know if I'd be fine... it'd be easier if I didn't have to be with so many---
[ and then aak is in the valley between his chest muscles and all hung can do is gently rest a hand on the back of his head. softly rub small circles through the headfur there and just. surround aak with the warmth of his body and the softness of his fur. ]
--- but I don't know if I'd want to be fine. But if I'm not, then I can't leave. So that's kind of rough, isn't it.
[The only thing worse than Hung slobbering all over him was the thought of Hung slobbering all over someone he didn't know.]
[but, honestly, it was none of his business. It was a good thing that Hung would be able to make progress on getting home all by himself. It'd be a pain if Aak decided to stay and had to burn his wish from completing the 52 on getting Hung home when it could go towards money or power. Yeah, that's right. If he just thought about it like that everything was a lot simpler.]
Mmfph. [Aak turns his head so he can actually speak clearly instead of directly into Perro pecs.]
If you see anyone you're interested in, I'll wingman for you. Or slip them something.
[because he is a horrible little goblin without boundaries]
[ he's looking down. continuing to look. practically staring a hole through aak's head. he sees those ears, he's tempted to chew on one but he's also sure he'd get a smack or a stab or a future injection of some kind that'll make him feel Really Something. it's never been a long lasting punishment but he figures intensity will be matched with an equal amount intensity, and... ]
... if I see him again, I'll let you know.
[ and maybe he'll just. lower his head down for a nice lil kiss instead! he can be tender and big. like meat. ]
Think we were cute enough for the painting?
[ they're all just staring, wondering if they'll go any further. ]
[Codename Aak, medicine mixing expert, diagnostic prodigy, and absolute fucking idiot.]
[At least it seems to have sapped all the lethargy from his actions. Aak's tail is practically whipping back and forth as he futilely pounds his little fists against Hung's impressive chest.]
You said no one did anything to you! Don't tell me someone got you all excited with just a smile and a kind word! There's a limit to how easy a person can be! Dummy, dummy!
[Well, this is... a different type of cute, one supposes. The elevator lurches back to life, not that Aak really notices.]
[ he'll thank aak for the impromptu chest massage later... ]
Of course there's somebody!
[ what feels like cute teasing now feels really, really bad. is he leading aak on? a little. should his friend be so blind that he can't see the answer lies in between those ears of his... it's somewhat surprising but not out of the pale. ]
He got on the elevator with me just now.
[ if it's not already obvious, then there's no helping either of them. as he watches the tail go a mile a minute, hung's begins to do the slow swaying of someone who feels very confident with his decision to be as opaque as possible. ]
[It's easy enough to believe that Hung could be seduced by someone's kind words. Hell, just replace that admiration of Old Lee with something more raunchy and that's it. It's hard to believe he could be won over by an acerbic, unhelpful Feline.]
[So he just thinks, damn, why didn't I pay more attention to who came out before?]
... right. [time to pull himself back together]
Well, pick a floor and I'll show you around. There's no farmer's market or anything. Don't know what you're gonna do if you wanna cook yourself.
[ hung pales almost immediately. it's not about the fact that aak hasn't caught on. it's not about the fact they're done kissing and honestly he'd love to get a little more going on there, and he's CERTAINLY not getting stuck halfway between aroused or not in the enclosed space.
clicks tongue. ]
No farmer's market? Wait, how have you been eating here?
There's a food court and stuff, I haven't been starving!
[Of course, he knows that level of food isn't going to meet Hung's standards. He's gonna get chided for what's healthy or not! It's not even like it was all fast food, the place clearly cared about providing some level of "luxury" even at the lowest level. Sure it couldn't match Old Lee's cooking but, uh, what could??]
You're just immediately assuming we're gonna eat together every day? I might be busy, you know!
[Never mind that once or twice would probably feel a little nostalgic right now... he has to bristle against the idea of immediately being slotted back into their usual dynamic.]
[ he knows by now that there's a lot that aak could be getting up to. after all--- this place caters to more than just sex! experimentation is probably running rampant in all forms and flavors, though he'd also suspect sex probably has to do with it too. sexperimentation. that's probably up his alley... ]
And you mean we're not going to share a place? [ hung decides to wrap himself around aak again. it feels weird not snugging the poor feline, even if they never made it a habit in the first place. ] This entire resort is so fancy, they could probably let us do that if they want.
[ whoever they are. also, infinite money hack if that were even possible... ]
[Aak doesn't answer Hung's inquiry with anything but the vaguest answer. Sure, he could be with another person. He could just as easily be distracted with a project. He might even be asleep because the nature of this place was letting his sleep schedule be as dysfunctional as possible. He was just trying to assert his independence, because even if he was doing nothing he shouldn't be at another person's beck and call!]
I've already got a room here and if you tried to cram yourself in there'd barely be any space.
[His low-rank room was already like 80% bed and Hung would likely take up 80% of that 80%. That's 64% of the room being a mothering Perro!]
I can just visit, ain't that good enough? [he glances up, his ears brushing against Hung's chin. When had they gotten so cuddly, exactly? It felt natural so there's a moment where he feels like it snuck up on him.]
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You didn't try to get here or anything, right? [Aak is patting his sides, checking, confirming the existence of the watch. So, Hung probably arrived like he did, woke up in bed with someone...]
[he pauses, looking up at Hung and squinting.]
Don't worry about me and trouble, worry about yourself. [he stretches his arms up to grab at Hung's cheeks and tug]
You didn't get anything done to you, did you?
[says the guy who absolutely tried something with his bedmate]
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which..... hurts his feelings a little! just a little. ]
Uh, no. [ a beat, then: ] Why? You worried about me?
[ listen. aak can't tell him to worry about himself without not expressing that same amount of worry!!!
also he's going to give one of aak's cheeks a pinch right back. ]
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["Worried about him!" "Oh, someone who plays like they don't care?"]
Shut uuuuuuuup, [directed at the paintings. He reaches up to grab Hung's hand and try to free his cheek.]
This place looks all nice and bright but it's no good, dude. And you can't just scoop me out of it and run. You're stuck here too, now.
[He's still working off the idea that Hung somehow showed up here willingly, despite no evidence to support it. If anything, it was probably easier to assume that Hung had been summoned because he was here. It can't be his fault, though. It's not like he even missed him! So, it can't be. He reaches for Hung's watch, gently pushing his wrist for emphasis while he speaks.]
And if you wanna get home you've gotta have sex with 52 people. Get it? S-E-X.
[In his mind, Hung was too good for that. If he was going to have 52 lovers it was going to take 52 years with no overlap because it'd be disrespectful and he'd probably still end up the godfather of his exes' kids or something.]
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he'll let go of aak's cheek for now. hung's positive that if anyone's going to know Something, it's him. he'd tear something apart and put it back together in order to understand the machinations of a problem as ethically as possible. and might do it anyway without someone watching over his shoulder, so.
so.
so........ ]
So we're stuck. [ correcting him. the ladies in the panting all nod at once. ] Stuck... doing... that.
[ space in between each word as begins to make the connections. ]
Wait. Really? You sure there's no other way? What if we just solve people's problems?
[ for example: problems that don't involve fucking. ]
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What, like a hundred good deeds? That's not even valuable back home.
[Aak makes a face. An organization like Mr. Lee's could probably survive here... on the premise of never going back. Credits could change hands without sex. They'd just have to accept they were here forever.]
You can try and find some way around it if you really want, I'm taking the direct route.
[And that's part of his anger. He was fine putting himself through whatever fucked up plan this place had. He's confident that he can shape himself into some evil, nasty thing that thrives in this environment. But now...]
["Are you done?" "Can we speak now?"]
What.
["Give us something sweet!" "There's this juicy history... will emotions overflow?!"]
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[ and then because he can, he ruffles aak's hair, broad palm sweeping through once then twice. right in between those ears of his. it's already a pretty unkempt affair up there but there's something comforting about just... giving one of his closest friends a little bit of uncalled affection.
the direct route. well... that's both hardly a surprise and quite the surprise. then again, it'd give him opportunities to be close to people. it might curb some of those curiosities, the ones that could get him into trouble? but also. like.
...
lost in thought, he's only broken out by the painting's lamentations. how the figures in the portrait want them to demonstrate something and that hung knows one of the better ways to handle it.
sighs. ]
Okay. [ it feels like a chore. maybe it'll be better with aak. ] Sorry about this.
[ with that, he lifts up the smaller furry and just. presses his muzzle right against aak's lips, tilting slightly for a better angle for a nice kiss.
surprise. ]
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[It was easier for Aak to try and claim they were fundamentally different. If it was impossible for them to ever stay on the same page then he could free himself from the struggle of trying.]
[Hung always tries. So maybe he shouldn't be surprised. He suddenly feels light on his feet as his meager weight is shifted. A kiss? For everything Aak had gotten up to, he hadn't kissed much. He was always eager to go further and push limits. A kiss was child's play compared to everything else. So... why was his heartbeat pounding so loud he could feel it in his ears?]
[All that whirlwind of thought makes a significant pause before he even tries to respond. But he does. It's a bit of a messy reply, with his relative inexperience, but it's basically demanding Hung not just give him a peck and call it good.]
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that he pins aak to the wall of the elevator, just beneath the ooh-ing and aah-ing portrait ladies, being unable to keep the wet slick sounds of tongue sneaking in between aak's lips. not loud enough to mute them, but the pounding of his heart in his ears is doing enough to keep the embarrassment from stopping him completely. his tail wags furious as he does so.
and when he has to break it, just for a breath of air, he's completely breathless. panting. ]
S-sorry.
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[when they're finally parted Aak has to come to terms with whatever he just felt]
[also that he was a bit turned on]
... 'kay... maybe you'll be fine... or whatever...
[He can't know that Hung was able to do that because it was him. Maybe he was just, pardon the term, a secret horndog. Hung would be fine and,]
[and that makes him feel a bit lonely.]
[Before anything can show on his face, he steps forward to bury his face against Hung's chest. A stubborn boy who doesn't want to show his weakness. It could also be read as just a weird moment of submissiveness from the Feline. Maybe kisses were the secret?]
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Eh, I don't know if I'd be fine... it'd be easier if I didn't have to be with so many---
[ and then aak is in the valley between his chest muscles and all hung can do is gently rest a hand on the back of his head. softly rub small circles through the headfur there and just. surround aak with the warmth of his body and the softness of his fur. ]
--- but I don't know if I'd want to be fine. But if I'm not, then I can't leave. So that's kind of rough, isn't it.
[ finding the catch-22. ]
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[but, honestly, it was none of his business. It was a good thing that Hung would be able to make progress on getting home all by himself. It'd be a pain if Aak decided to stay and had to burn his wish from completing the 52 on getting Hung home when it could go towards money or power. Yeah, that's right. If he just thought about it like that everything was a lot simpler.]
Mmfph. [Aak turns his head so he can actually speak clearly instead of directly into Perro pecs.]
If you see anyone you're interested in, I'll wingman for you. Or slip them something.
[because he is a horrible little goblin without boundaries]
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[ he's looking down. continuing to look. practically staring a hole through aak's head. he sees those ears, he's tempted to chew on one but he's also sure he'd get a smack or a stab or a future injection of some kind that'll make him feel Really Something. it's never been a long lasting punishment but he figures intensity will be matched with an equal amount intensity, and... ]
... if I see him again, I'll let you know.
[ and maybe he'll just. lower his head down for a nice lil kiss instead! he can be tender and big. like meat. ]
Think we were cute enough for the painting?
[ they're all just staring, wondering if they'll go any further. ]
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[Codename Aak, medicine mixing expert, diagnostic prodigy, and absolute fucking idiot.]
[At least it seems to have sapped all the lethargy from his actions. Aak's tail is practically whipping back and forth as he futilely pounds his little fists against Hung's impressive chest.]
You said no one did anything to you! Don't tell me someone got you all excited with just a smile and a kind word! There's a limit to how easy a person can be! Dummy, dummy!
[Well, this is... a different type of cute, one supposes. The elevator lurches back to life, not that Aak really notices.]
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Of course there's somebody!
[ what feels like cute teasing now feels really, really bad. is he leading aak on? a little. should his friend be so blind that he can't see the answer lies in between those ears of his... it's somewhat surprising but not out of the pale. ]
He got on the elevator with me just now.
[ if it's not already obvious, then there's no helping either of them. as he watches the tail go a mile a minute, hung's begins to do the slow swaying of someone who feels very confident with his decision to be as opaque as possible. ]
Hey... looks like we're moving again. Cool.
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[So he just thinks, damn, why didn't I pay more attention to who came out before?]
... right. [time to pull himself back together]
Well, pick a floor and I'll show you around. There's no farmer's market or anything. Don't know what you're gonna do if you wanna cook yourself.
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[ hung pales almost immediately. it's not about the fact that aak hasn't caught on. it's not about the fact they're done kissing and honestly he'd love to get a little more going on there, and he's CERTAINLY not getting stuck halfway between aroused or not in the enclosed space.
clicks tongue. ]
No farmer's market? Wait, how have you been eating here?
[ and then. ]
I can't cook our food?!
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[Of course, he knows that level of food isn't going to meet Hung's standards. He's gonna get chided for what's healthy or not! It's not even like it was all fast food, the place clearly cared about providing some level of "luxury" even at the lowest level. Sure it couldn't match Old Lee's cooking but, uh, what could??]
You're just immediately assuming we're gonna eat together every day? I might be busy, you know!
[Never mind that once or twice would probably feel a little nostalgic right now... he has to bristle against the idea of immediately being slotted back into their usual dynamic.]
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[ he knows by now that there's a lot that aak could be getting up to. after all--- this place caters to more than just sex! experimentation is probably running rampant in all forms and flavors, though he'd also suspect sex probably has to do with it too. sexperimentation. that's probably up his alley... ]
And you mean we're not going to share a place? [ hung decides to wrap himself around aak again. it feels weird not snugging the poor feline, even if they never made it a habit in the first place. ] This entire resort is so fancy, they could probably let us do that if they want.
[ whoever they are. also, infinite money hack if that were even possible... ]
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[Aak doesn't answer Hung's inquiry with anything but the vaguest answer. Sure, he could be with another person. He could just as easily be distracted with a project. He might even be asleep because the nature of this place was letting his sleep schedule be as dysfunctional as possible. He was just trying to assert his independence, because even if he was doing nothing he shouldn't be at another person's beck and call!]
I've already got a room here and if you tried to cram yourself in there'd barely be any space.
[His low-rank room was already like 80% bed and Hung would likely take up 80% of that 80%. That's 64% of the room being a mothering Perro!]
I can just visit, ain't that good enough? [he glances up, his ears brushing against Hung's chin. When had they gotten so cuddly, exactly? It felt natural so there's a moment where he feels like it snuck up on him.]