【 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. 💕
[ When it's a whisper of magic that greets him instead of a face-full of octopus water, Kizuna is momentarily startled into silence. It's his first real brush with it, magic, and Kizuna would prefer to let its presence settle in a little more fully but alas. He is in somewhat of a pinch! ]
Ahaha, well — I was about to be! But I got rescued, it seems...
[ He casts a tense glance over his shoulder at his amorous pursuers. ]
If you don't want to be their pet, you should probably climb up here.
[ Although if he does want to be the plaything of many tentacles, Seimei certainly won't hold him back. It has some promise, seeing how amorous the larger mollusks are. Still, he waves Kizuna over toward his ledge. ]
If you want to escape, I can help you.
[ Temporarily. The eager pursuers probably won't give up too easily. ]
[ Considering his options, Kizuna decides that the unfortunate spark of temporarily hanging in the air is worth the attempt. He can be fairly quick on his feet when he's not calf-deep in octopus infested waters. ]
So kind, so kind~ if you don't mind! I'm feeling a bit waterlogged.
[ Sloshing forward, he's still none the wiser for the smaller cephalopod attached to the back of his shirt, but he does reach upwards for the edge of the stony outcrop. ]
...I didn't — oof, [ he almost slips... ] interrupt your sightseeing, did I?
[ That said, he does think Kizuna could use some help. Seimei casts another wind spell, boosting Kizuna upward as he reaches down to offer his arms and pull him away from the larger, much more frisky adults. Once he gets Kizuna onto the ledge, he pulls the small octopus off his back, carefully holding it out by the body. ]
Is this yours?
[ He probably shouldn't be amused by poor Kizuna's situation, but it's not like they would actually have harmed him. ]
[ That observation actually makes him puff a tired laugh, the sound of it puncturing the tension he feels from having to escape the mob betentacled suitors. He's quite the mess from how he must've once looked, sopping wet and splayed into a seat on the ledge. ]
In that case, I'm glad to be of service... eh? [ He twitches as Seimei peels the smaller creature from his back, whipping around to stare owlishly at it. ] No, no, not mine!
[ And without realizing he's mirroring the other man's sentiment: ]
I know they don't mean any harm, but that's a stowaway!
[ Seimei grins as he keeps hold of the octopus, with its tentacles wrapping around his wrist. He playfully moves in closer to Kizuna, keeping it held out like an offering. ]
But it seems to like you. I thought perhaps it was a pet.
[ It's all fun and games at first, but after a little, his smiles fades and becomes a concerned frown as his hand begins to flush with tiny heart-shaped marks. ]
Ah.
[ He drops the octopus back off of the ledge and into the water, drawing his arm back as the itching flares up. ]
What a- How did you keep that thing on you for so long?
[ Seimei is already scratching at the rash, moaning softly as he tries to relieve the itch. ]
[ Ah indeed. While Kizuna had initially backed up to give the proffered octopus a wide berth, the shift in concentration from playful to uneasy has saturated this little alcove with an emotion that's hard to ignore. Golden eyes flashing to the flush-marks, Kizuna finds himself swallowing thickly. ]
Those wedding gifts were exceptionally high quality, it seems. My shirt kept my skin nice and safe... [ He steps forward again. ] But this —
[ Kizuna punctuates his attention by reaching for Seimei's hands, noting the feverish noise that slips from his throat at such a slight touch. ]
[ As soon as Kizuna takes Seimei's hand, he lets out a whimper of relief. He almost presses further into him, trying to rub his hand against Kizuna's to get more contact. ]
You're lucky you had some protection. I would have been devoured if I had stayed in those waters.
[ It feels so good to just get that bit of contact that Seimei moves closer, breathing heavier as he resists trying to press himself right up against Kizuna. ]
[ Kizuna feels it spark in the humid air, the unfurling of need across his consciousness. That sensation had always been ambiently present and now he assumes it must have been the eight-legged pursuers... but he shudders to think that what this rash might do to someone if they were clutched in all those tentacles. They definitely wouldn't emerge from this cavern the same.
Luckily, it's just his two hands here. Kizuna caresses thumbs over his knuckles, up along the delicate bones spanning the back of his hands. ]
But in the process, it seems like some of that affection was given to you instead. Is it just here? Or do you feel like that everywhere?
[ The relief and pleasure that comes from having Kizuna stroke his hands so delicately ignites a hungry for more contact. The calm voice coupling with the careful, light caress over his knuckles and the arch of his hands makes Seimei shudder, turning his palms upward to offer his wrists and more to Kizuna, and he's quickly starting to pant with impatience. ]
It itches there. But I feel it everywhere.
[ Which is clearly the result of some charm, he's sure, making his whole body more sensitive and needy even if he didn't have much contact with the octopus. At the moment, he thinks he wouldn't mind letting them wrap their tentacles around him and stroke him all over, if it feels as good as Kizuna's fingers do on his hands. Even the modest affection is heightening his arousal. ]
[ Those words lay soft against his soul. Kizuna is a man possessed by his propensity to help people, but being on the other end of that position tends to cut through him quicker than most things, revealing the earnest tendencies beneath. He feels it thrum in the air, the heightened want for physicality, the wet, red-hot bleed through of the rash. Thoughtfully, the flats of his fingers massage over the little heart-shaped marks, working down through the soft skin of Seimei's wrists. ]
I'm glad you didn't leave me. [ An honest enough statement, muted from his typical flamboyance. ] It seems like our friends had something of a love potion in store for us, doesn't it?
[ What a fearsome place, even if its motto seemed to be more about making love than making war, even in the face of a bunch of overeager octopi. Carefully, Kizuna edges his touch upwards, stroking over arms, getting beneath the cuffs of his sleeves. ]
But as long as you don't mind me, I can help you too.
[ The secretion from the tentacles might be stoking Seimei's desire more than normal, but it's not hard to get him aroused either. The soft, affectionate way Kizuna rubs the burning marks flushing over his hand send a flash of heat through his entire body, and his voice alone makes the nerves of his arm and legs twitch, impatient for more. ]
Love potion...? That's a generous way of saying it.
[ He laughs softly, only to moan a moment later as Kizuna'as wandering strokes up his arms. His free hand goes to his own chest, scratching and tugging at his shirt as he tries to resist the urge to strip down right there on the ledge. The lightness of the attention paid to him is almost enough to bring him to he knees. He draws a shaky breath to collect himself, bringing the hand on his chest over to grip Kizuna's arm. ]
Mind you? Why- why would I mind...?
[ Even the hand massage is making his practical sense melt away. ]
( ooc: I SOMEHOW LOST THIS IN MY TABS I'M SO SORRY... no pressure to tag back but i'm down to continue if you are or move onto something new!! )
This place has a way of getting into our blood, I'd think. Whether we want it to or not. [ And being so willing to put his body on the line, he wonders how many others will share that sentiment in the days to come. ] But if that's true...
[ It's going to make this easier. ]
Follow me. [ In Seimei's grip, Kizuna tugs him further into the alcove. In the shadow of the reflections cast by dim lights and churned waters, Kizuna pulls the other man close, backing himself up against the stone. His eyes almost glow in the low lights as his gaze settles on Seimei's. ] Move how you want to, okay?
[ Carefully, he slides down into a seat, positioning Seimei to sink with him and straddle his lap. ]
( ooc: No problem! I've definitely lost tags before. I love them! )
[ Seimei tries to smile, to laugh that off a bit, but the heat under his skin has him panting, restlessly holding onto Kizuna to brace himself. He can almost feel the little prickling itch from the octopus's tentacles seeping down through his whole body, making him want to rub against anyone he can get close to, to get as much contact as he can for that sweet pleasure sparking in his brain. ]
I want it.
[ He really didn't need that much encouragement to flirt and dabble in some casual sex, but with the added effects of the aphrodisiac, he's already half hard and shivering as he slides down with Kizuna, hips rocking as he settles onto his lap. It feels so good to rub up against him that he lets out a whine, hands wandering over the other man's shoulders and arms, up through his hair and down over his chest as Seimei rocks forward again, like he needs to keep touching him to help cool his own desire. ]
Ah. I want- I need...
[ Something to relieve the fog in his head. More contact, enough to finally satisfy that hot itch that craves Kizuna's touch. Only he can help him, the urge says. Nothing will satisfy him like contact from this man. ]
[ Once settled into a better position, the ensuing rush of touch comes crashing across his nerves, both against his body and his heart. Empathy goes a long way in tracing the shape of desire — Kizuna lets Seimei's hands wander as his own settle on his hips, giving his muscles a soft squeeze. His clothes and skin are still a little damp, but the chill is soon going to be no issue, he thinks. ]
Relax. I've got you. [ With a sterling smile, he cranes his neck in and places a loose kiss against the other man's mouth. ] Just try to keep quiet for me, if you can.
[ Though the caverns aren't exactly bustling, it's not as though there's zero risk of someone (or something) else happening upon this same outcrop. That seems especially likely if his many-legged pursuers catch wind of something salacious happening after all. Kizuna continues to press kisses to his jaw, cheek, up against the shell of his ear, breath pluming warmly. At his waist, his grip slides downwards, fingers plying at the growing hardness beneath his seams. ]
[ The feel of Kizuna's body against his skin is undeniably delicious, and Seimei lets out a soft, unsteady laugh when Kizuna tells him to relax. How can anyone relax with this feeling? The strange secretion from the octopus is making his nerves hum in his body, leaving him panting as he tries hard not to grind his arousal against the man's stomach impatiently. Even the loose kisses have him whining, eagerly trying to catch Kizuna's mouth and return the kiss, moaning when Kizuna moves away and out of reach. Instead, Seimei presses his arms against his chest, lowering his head against Kizuna's shoulder as he tries to catch his breath.
Being kissed so tenderly over his skin is driving him crazy, and when he feels the fingers tease his erection through the cloth of his pants, he lets out a keening noise that echoes off the cave walls. If he ends up bringing a bigger octopus in, it's only going to be Kizuna's fault. ]
Ah! You really- you want me to stay quiet like this?
[ He does try to whisper at least, but he's rubbing into Kizuna's fingers with hungry need, kissing the side of his neck weakly. ]
Seimei. I thought you wanted my help...
[ That had been the plan originally, but now all he can think of is trying to find a way to get more of Kizuna's touch over his body. ] Even your voice feels good. I can feel it on my skin.
Well, Seimei. [ With his other arm, Kizuna reaches upwards to cup the back of the other man's neck. He tugs slightly, urging him back to look at him — he's got a terrible glimmer in his eye. ] You can have that. Press any noise you want to make right here...
[ Angling in, he presses a hungrier kiss to his mouth, tongue heated as it presses to the seam of his lips. Whether that kiss will be aching and slow or passionate and hard remains to be seen; Kizuna can't tell what way would be best to ride out the effects of the aphrodisiac just yet. But he's content to pick Seimei apart to find out, not wanting to do anything halfheartedly.
Deft fingers make quick work of the button and zipper concealing his erection, allowing Kizuna to plunge his grip beneath the band of his underwear to get at the soft skin over hard muscle, tracing the shape of it in his hand while they kiss. ]
[ When he's tugged up, Seimei lifts his head willingly. He feels drunk on the aphrodisiac from the strange liquid the octopus left on him, and in his dizzy, euphoric state, Kizuna's touch anywhere is enough to make his cock twitch impatiently. Being pulled into the kiss makes his mind go blank, leaving him moaning openly against Kizuna's mouth. His tongue eagerly brushes over the other's, teasing and pressing into it so he can coax Kizuna into letting him suck on it, his body shivering as he runs his fingers over everywhere he can reach, rubbing his hands over Kizuna's body and through his hair the same way he aches to be touched. Anything, even a small touch, is enough to make him crave more. Pretty soon he's whining, arching his hips up to seek relief for the arousal that can't seem to be satisfied.
The hand on his erection makes Seimei break the kiss with a cry of pleasure, his back arching as he thrusts his hips in involuntary spasms, the thought of trying to be quiet completely overwhelmed by desire. He bucks helplessly on Kizuna's lap, curling back again to press for another kiss, pupils blown from the sensations as he cups the other man's face with his hand and tries to ground himself through broken, hungry kisses. Even if he wants to be quiet, he can't hold back the sounds rising up from his chest. ]
More. I need more. I want to-
[ He leaves keep, messy kisses against Kizuna's mouth, inviting him to take whatever he wants from him. The high of being stroked finally settles in and Seimei moans against his mouth again, holding onto his shoulders as he sinks against him. ]
Okay. [ He breathes, wet and soft against the heightened attentions of Seimei's mouth. With such deep kisses it's like he can suck and swallow those pretty moans right out of him, into the well of his chest. ] Don't worry. I'll make sure you're satisfied when you come.
[ He feels it even now, how a once-calm spring has been whipped into a raging vortex by the effects of the aphrodisiac. Kizuna may not have known Seimei before this, but he has an edge most don't — the thrum of his empathy digging deep into the presence below the ecstasy, into the warm well of his heart. He must feel nice beyond this too. Nose buried into his cheek with the force of his kisses and face possessively hemmed by the cup of his hands, Kizuna moves into the buck of Seimei's hips, the low arc of his back pressing up between the bracket of his thighs. All for the friction of it, the hot skin beneath wet fabric. He curls his fingers about his cock and strokes intently now, establishing a rhythm in the desperation. ]
Where do you want to do it? [ He murmurs on a terrible half-smile. Even if this is a quick and dirty encounter, Kizuna has a certain decorum about him when it comes to sex. ] My hands? My stomach?
[ In time with his words, his grip tightens as he strokes from root to crown, giving the head of him a good squeeze. ]
[ Despite Kizuna asking him to be quiet before, the controlled strokes and delicious feeling of kissing Kizuna has Seimei half-drunk with pleasure, fucking against the talented hand as he moans openly against his mouth, unable to calm down. The urgency to have more and lose himself in every touch as the onmyouji panting shamelessly into the kisses, his voice unrestrained as he strokes Kizuna's head and shoulders and down his arms wherever he can reach him. ]
You feel so good.
[ His answer is distracted, melting into the rhythm and building tension as Seimei's hips spread to get him closer to Kizuna with each thrust. Just having more contact gets more shaky moans between his words. His hips shudder, and when he feels the pressure tighten over his cock and squeeze around the sensitive head, Seimei cries out, jerking his head back as he thrusts his lower body forward into that sudden burst of pleasure. ]
W-wait! I'm- I'm gonna come... [ He tries to hold back, to keep from bucking into the hand wrapped around him. His mouth remains open and wet as it waters from desire. ] I want to... come on your stomach.
[ The sound is almost a whine, close to begging. ]
I want to mark you. To touch you too. I want you to fuck me.
[ It's not the most convenient spot to be thinking of that, but in the heat of arousal and Kizuna's honestly addictive presence, Seimei has almost completely forgotten the goal of escaping the caverns in favor of satisfying that carnal urge. ]
[ A quiet laugh laved into that open mouth by way of a kiss, seeking swollen tongue, wet teeth. Kizuna presses a honey-warm noise there, half-hum and half-moan. All the movement is starting to effect him too, because as dedicated as he is to the pleasure of others, especially in the wake of a selfless act — having a guy horny out of his mind grinding down on him so much isn't something his body can ignore. Experience and desire aside, he is only human, after all.
Affection fills out the lines of his body as Seimei's hands travel it, also a natural instinct of his. ]
Oh, dear. [ On command, his stroking stops, fingers loosening against his length save the gentle press of his thumb below its slit. He slips the flat of it against a bead of precum and swirls gently, wondering. ] Can I get you ready enough without you coming first?
[ Dipping his head in, he nuzzles across his cheek, breath hot on the onmyouji's skin at he reaches his ear. ]
I don't mind being rough, [ a hum, a kiss to his soft lobe. ] but I don't want to hurt you either.
[ The laughter against his mouth sparks delicious friction and Seimei eagerly laps it up, placing soft kisses against him with already sensitive lips. His hands keep wandering, tugging up the wet shirt covering Kizuna's torso so he can rub his palms against the warmth of his skin an caress him without the cloth to interrupt their contact. Seimei is rocking eagerly into the grip around him when suddenly it stops, the pressure going too slack and Kizuna's thumb teasing his cock so that it aches from denial. He makes a pitiful noise and shudders into the strokes, desperate for more. ]
A-aahh! No, you can't stop!
[ He leans into the soft brush against his face, panting and wriggling impatiently on Kizuna's lap. ]
I need more. Be rough with me. I- I won't come.
[ He says that, even though he's already trembling and dragging his fingers across Kizuna's chest and stomach with a restless need to do just that. Kizuna's affection has him so aroused he can't think straight, his restraint focused entirely on trying to hold back his spiritual energy and not reveal any more of himself to a stranger. ]
You sound so sweet. [ Kizuna presses a grin to Seimei's ear before pulling back, a pleasant light hanging low in his eyes. ] I'll trust you to be good for me, okay? ♥
[ With that thread of energy now illuminated against the backdrop of what seems like a very human moment, Kizuna wants its presence to suffuse him so he can know its shape, inside and out. It simply weaves among the desires hanging heavy in the air, a heated curl that pulls around them. He does have to resituate their positions a bit, making sure to keep contact with him with a roll of his hips, a brush of arms, soft kisses, not leave him too wanting.
The hand on his cock briefly lets go to work its way around his waist, dragging his pants and undergarments down. Kizuna's other rises between them, his index and middle finger pressing to the round of his lower lip, plying softly at its seam. ]
[ Seimei whimpers and curls into Kizuna's touch, his cock dripping and his body aching for something more, something to feed the raw need to be filled and held that the aphrodisiac has stirred in him. He eagerly follows the man's mouth for every soft kiss, moaning quietly as he shifts obediently and rubs his hands over Kizuna's chest and down his sides, unable to keep his hands still. He clings as he rises up, letting Kizuna tug away his clothes, giving him more skin to skin contact. It makes every touch more intense. Back up his body and tangling into the dark hair, Seimei threads his fingers through the locks and cradles his head affectionately as he rolls his hips, mouth opening slack from the daze of pleasure he gets from every touch, willingly letting those slender fingers in so he can suck on them.
Even that slightly sweet taste earns a noise as his tongue wraps around them, lavishing affection on Kizuna's fingerpads and joints, learning their shape. His eyelids lower heavily, mesmerized by the sensation of having the inside of his mouth stroked, and soon he's rubbing his cock up into the plane of Kizuna's stomach, leaning forward to embrace him. ]
nn... -ood. Feels good.
[ He pulls his head back to lick the length of those fingers from knuckle to top, sucking at the ends. He lifts one hand to hold Kizuna's, tilting it so he can suck on his inner wrist. ]
I do feel it. [ Kizuna reassures him, pressing lightly at the soft cup of his tongue as Seimei wets his fingers. ] More than you know.
[ In truth, Kizuna feels everything tenfold, the aching clarity of the onmyouji's affections pulling through him like a powerful tide. It makes Kizuna want to give him anything he wants, to meet those desperate wants of his. He lets him adorn the skin at his wrist for a few moments, enjoying the warmth of his kiss-flushed mouth against it. But he does have to pull him off to weave his arm around him again, tightening the crook of it to tug him in closer. ]
I'm going to go slower. [ He warns, wondering if he can keep him on the edge like this for long enough. ] Think you can handle that?
[ Kizuna doesn't wait for an answer to slip his spit-soaked fingers down between the cleft of his ass, massaging the pucker of muscle there. He presses lightly at first, seeing how pliant he is to the flats of his fingers. ]
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Ahaha, well — I was about to be! But I got rescued, it seems...
[ He casts a tense glance over his shoulder at his amorous pursuers. ]
Should I turn them down politely?!
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[ Although if he does want to be the plaything of many tentacles, Seimei certainly won't hold him back. It has some promise, seeing how amorous the larger mollusks are. Still, he waves Kizuna over toward his ledge. ]
If you want to escape, I can help you.
[ Temporarily. The eager pursuers probably won't give up too easily. ]
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So kind, so kind~ if you don't mind! I'm feeling a bit waterlogged.
[ Sloshing forward, he's still none the wiser for the smaller cephalopod attached to the back of his shirt, but he does reach upwards for the edge of the stony outcrop. ]
...I didn't — oof, [ he almost slips... ] interrupt your sightseeing, did I?
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[ That said, he does think Kizuna could use some help. Seimei casts another wind spell, boosting Kizuna upward as he reaches down to offer his arms and pull him away from the larger, much more frisky adults. Once he gets Kizuna onto the ledge, he pulls the small octopus off his back, carefully holding it out by the body. ]
Is this yours?
[ He probably shouldn't be amused by poor Kizuna's situation, but it's not like they would actually have harmed him. ]
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In that case, I'm glad to be of service... eh? [ He twitches as Seimei peels the smaller creature from his back, whipping around to stare owlishly at it. ] No, no, not mine!
[ And without realizing he's mirroring the other man's sentiment: ]
I know they don't mean any harm, but that's a stowaway!
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But it seems to like you. I thought perhaps it was a pet.
[ It's all fun and games at first, but after a little, his smiles fades and becomes a concerned frown as his hand begins to flush with tiny heart-shaped marks. ]
Ah.
[ He drops the octopus back off of the ledge and into the water, drawing his arm back as the itching flares up. ]
What a- How did you keep that thing on you for so long?
[ Seimei is already scratching at the rash, moaning softly as he tries to relieve the itch. ]
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Those wedding gifts were exceptionally high quality, it seems. My shirt kept my skin nice and safe... [ He steps forward again. ] But this —
[ Kizuna punctuates his attention by reaching for Seimei's hands, noting the feverish noise that slips from his throat at such a slight touch. ]
No wonder they were so amorous.
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You're lucky you had some protection. I would have been devoured if I had stayed in those waters.
[ It feels so good to just get that bit of contact that Seimei moves closer, breathing heavier as he resists trying to press himself right up against Kizuna. ]
Mm... that feels good...
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[ Kizuna feels it spark in the humid air, the unfurling of need across his consciousness. That sensation had always been ambiently present and now he assumes it must have been the eight-legged pursuers... but he shudders to think that what this rash might do to someone if they were clutched in all those tentacles. They definitely wouldn't emerge from this cavern the same.
Luckily, it's just his two hands here. Kizuna caresses thumbs over his knuckles, up along the delicate bones spanning the back of his hands. ]
But in the process, it seems like some of that affection was given to you instead. Is it just here? Or do you feel like that everywhere?
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[ The relief and pleasure that comes from having Kizuna stroke his hands so delicately ignites a hungry for more contact. The calm voice coupling with the careful, light caress over his knuckles and the arch of his hands makes Seimei shudder, turning his palms upward to offer his wrists and more to Kizuna, and he's quickly starting to pant with impatience. ]
It itches there. But I feel it everywhere.
[ Which is clearly the result of some charm, he's sure, making his whole body more sensitive and needy even if he didn't have much contact with the octopus. At the moment, he thinks he wouldn't mind letting them wrap their tentacles around him and stroke him all over, if it feels as good as Kizuna's fingers do on his hands. Even the modest affection is heightening his arousal. ]
Don't stop... keep touching me.
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I'm glad you didn't leave me. [ An honest enough statement, muted from his typical flamboyance. ] It seems like our friends had something of a love potion in store for us, doesn't it?
[ What a fearsome place, even if its motto seemed to be more about making love than making war, even in the face of a bunch of overeager octopi. Carefully, Kizuna edges his touch upwards, stroking over arms, getting beneath the cuffs of his sleeves. ]
But as long as you don't mind me, I can help you too.
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Love potion...? That's a generous way of saying it.
[ He laughs softly, only to moan a moment later as Kizuna'as wandering strokes up his arms. His free hand goes to his own chest, scratching and tugging at his shirt as he tries to resist the urge to strip down right there on the ledge. The lightness of the attention paid to him is almost enough to bring him to he knees. He draws a shaky breath to collect himself, bringing the hand on his chest over to grip Kizuna's arm. ]
Mind you? Why- why would I mind...?
[ Even the hand massage is making his practical sense melt away. ]
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This place has a way of getting into our blood, I'd think. Whether we want it to or not. [ And being so willing to put his body on the line, he wonders how many others will share that sentiment in the days to come. ] But if that's true...
[ It's going to make this easier. ]
Follow me. [ In Seimei's grip, Kizuna tugs him further into the alcove. In the shadow of the reflections cast by dim lights and churned waters, Kizuna pulls the other man close, backing himself up against the stone. His eyes almost glow in the low lights as his gaze settles on Seimei's. ] Move how you want to, okay?
[ Carefully, he slides down into a seat, positioning Seimei to sink with him and straddle his lap. ]
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[ Seimei tries to smile, to laugh that off a bit, but the heat under his skin has him panting, restlessly holding onto Kizuna to brace himself. He can almost feel the little prickling itch from the octopus's tentacles seeping down through his whole body, making him want to rub against anyone he can get close to, to get as much contact as he can for that sweet pleasure sparking in his brain. ]
I want it.
[ He really didn't need that much encouragement to flirt and dabble in some casual sex, but with the added effects of the aphrodisiac, he's already half hard and shivering as he slides down with Kizuna, hips rocking as he settles onto his lap. It feels so good to rub up against him that he lets out a whine, hands wandering over the other man's shoulders and arms, up through his hair and down over his chest as Seimei rocks forward again, like he needs to keep touching him to help cool his own desire. ]
Ah. I want- I need...
[ Something to relieve the fog in his head. More contact, enough to finally satisfy that hot itch that craves Kizuna's touch. Only he can help him, the urge says. Nothing will satisfy him like contact from this man. ]
It's not enough.
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Relax. I've got you. [ With a sterling smile, he cranes his neck in and places a loose kiss against the other man's mouth. ] Just try to keep quiet for me, if you can.
[ Though the caverns aren't exactly bustling, it's not as though there's zero risk of someone (or something) else happening upon this same outcrop. That seems especially likely if his many-legged pursuers catch wind of something salacious happening after all. Kizuna continues to press kisses to his jaw, cheek, up against the shell of his ear, breath pluming warmly. At his waist, his grip slides downwards, fingers plying at the growing hardness beneath his seams. ]
What's your name?
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Being kissed so tenderly over his skin is driving him crazy, and when he feels the fingers tease his erection through the cloth of his pants, he lets out a keening noise that echoes off the cave walls. If he ends up bringing a bigger octopus in, it's only going to be Kizuna's fault. ]
Ah! You really- you want me to stay quiet like this?
[ He does try to whisper at least, but he's rubbing into Kizuna's fingers with hungry need, kissing the side of his neck weakly. ]
Seimei. I thought you wanted my help...
[ That had been the plan originally, but now all he can think of is trying to find a way to get more of Kizuna's touch over his body. ] Even your voice feels good. I can feel it on my skin.
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[ Angling in, he presses a hungrier kiss to his mouth, tongue heated as it presses to the seam of his lips. Whether that kiss will be aching and slow or passionate and hard remains to be seen; Kizuna can't tell what way would be best to ride out the effects of the aphrodisiac just yet. But he's content to pick Seimei apart to find out, not wanting to do anything halfheartedly.
Deft fingers make quick work of the button and zipper concealing his erection, allowing Kizuna to plunge his grip beneath the band of his underwear to get at the soft skin over hard muscle, tracing the shape of it in his hand while they kiss. ]
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The hand on his erection makes Seimei break the kiss with a cry of pleasure, his back arching as he thrusts his hips in involuntary spasms, the thought of trying to be quiet completely overwhelmed by desire. He bucks helplessly on Kizuna's lap, curling back again to press for another kiss, pupils blown from the sensations as he cups the other man's face with his hand and tries to ground himself through broken, hungry kisses. Even if he wants to be quiet, he can't hold back the sounds rising up from his chest. ]
More. I need more. I want to-
[ He leaves keep, messy kisses against Kizuna's mouth, inviting him to take whatever he wants from him. The high of being stroked finally settles in and Seimei moans against his mouth again, holding onto his shoulders as he sinks against him. ]
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[ He feels it even now, how a once-calm spring has been whipped into a raging vortex by the effects of the aphrodisiac. Kizuna may not have known Seimei before this, but he has an edge most don't — the thrum of his empathy digging deep into the presence below the ecstasy, into the warm well of his heart. He must feel nice beyond this too. Nose buried into his cheek with the force of his kisses and face possessively hemmed by the cup of his hands, Kizuna moves into the buck of Seimei's hips, the low arc of his back pressing up between the bracket of his thighs. All for the friction of it, the hot skin beneath wet fabric. He curls his fingers about his cock and strokes intently now, establishing a rhythm in the desperation. ]
Where do you want to do it? [ He murmurs on a terrible half-smile. Even if this is a quick and dirty encounter, Kizuna has a certain decorum about him when it comes to sex. ] My hands? My stomach?
[ In time with his words, his grip tightens as he strokes from root to crown, giving the head of him a good squeeze. ]
Tell me what you want, Seimei.
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You feel so good.
[ His answer is distracted, melting into the rhythm and building tension as Seimei's hips spread to get him closer to Kizuna with each thrust. Just having more contact gets more shaky moans between his words. His hips shudder, and when he feels the pressure tighten over his cock and squeeze around the sensitive head, Seimei cries out, jerking his head back as he thrusts his lower body forward into that sudden burst of pleasure. ]
W-wait! I'm- I'm gonna come... [ He tries to hold back, to keep from bucking into the hand wrapped around him. His mouth remains open and wet as it waters from desire. ] I want to... come on your stomach.
[ The sound is almost a whine, close to begging. ]
I want to mark you. To touch you too. I want you to fuck me.
[ It's not the most convenient spot to be thinking of that, but in the heat of arousal and Kizuna's honestly addictive presence, Seimei has almost completely forgotten the goal of escaping the caverns in favor of satisfying that carnal urge. ]
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Affection fills out the lines of his body as Seimei's hands travel it, also a natural instinct of his. ]
Oh, dear. [ On command, his stroking stops, fingers loosening against his length save the gentle press of his thumb below its slit. He slips the flat of it against a bead of precum and swirls gently, wondering. ] Can I get you ready enough without you coming first?
[ Dipping his head in, he nuzzles across his cheek, breath hot on the onmyouji's skin at he reaches his ear. ]
I don't mind being rough, [ a hum, a kiss to his soft lobe. ] but I don't want to hurt you either.
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A-aahh! No, you can't stop!
[ He leans into the soft brush against his face, panting and wriggling impatiently on Kizuna's lap. ]
I need more. Be rough with me. I- I won't come.
[ He says that, even though he's already trembling and dragging his fingers across Kizuna's chest and stomach with a restless need to do just that. Kizuna's affection has him so aroused he can't think straight, his restraint focused entirely on trying to hold back his spiritual energy and not reveal any more of himself to a stranger. ]
I won't come until you tell me to.
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[ With that thread of energy now illuminated against the backdrop of what seems like a very human moment, Kizuna wants its presence to suffuse him so he can know its shape, inside and out. It simply weaves among the desires hanging heavy in the air, a heated curl that pulls around them. He does have to resituate their positions a bit, making sure to keep contact with him with a roll of his hips, a brush of arms, soft kisses, not leave him too wanting.
The hand on his cock briefly lets go to work its way around his waist, dragging his pants and undergarments down. Kizuna's other rises between them, his index and middle finger pressing to the round of his lower lip, plying softly at its seam. ]
Can I borrow that mouth of yours?
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Even that slightly sweet taste earns a noise as his tongue wraps around them, lavishing affection on Kizuna's fingerpads and joints, learning their shape. His eyelids lower heavily, mesmerized by the sensation of having the inside of his mouth stroked, and soon he's rubbing his cock up into the plane of Kizuna's stomach, leaning forward to embrace him. ]
nn... -ood. Feels good.
[ He pulls his head back to lick the length of those fingers from knuckle to top, sucking at the ends. He lifts one hand to hold Kizuna's, tilting it so he can suck on his inner wrist. ]
I want you to feel it too.
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[ In truth, Kizuna feels everything tenfold, the aching clarity of the onmyouji's affections pulling through him like a powerful tide. It makes Kizuna want to give him anything he wants, to meet those desperate wants of his. He lets him adorn the skin at his wrist for a few moments, enjoying the warmth of his kiss-flushed mouth against it. But he does have to pull him off to weave his arm around him again, tightening the crook of it to tug him in closer. ]
I'm going to go slower. [ He warns, wondering if he can keep him on the edge like this for long enough. ] Think you can handle that?
[ Kizuna doesn't wait for an answer to slip his spit-soaked fingers down between the cleft of his ass, massaging the pucker of muscle there. He presses lightly at first, seeing how pliant he is to the flats of his fingers. ]
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