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【 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. 💕
[ Oh, now this was an unexpectedly pleasant surprise. The smile Kleken gives is about as close to genuine as he gets, though the way his eyes deepen with mischief might be cause for concern. Or anticipation, depending on one's view on Kleken's idea of fun. ]
Do you think so? I was just starting to think that should I push my luck some more, I'll manage to land a big win.
Just as you came around, in fact.
[ He gives a small tap to his hat to tilt it back, smiling at Wriothesley with that same predatory look he'd given him upon their first meeting face-to-face. A distraction and profit sounded like a wonderful combination to someone playing catch up, as it were. ]
Oh? Mora for your thoughts? Can I ask what makes you feel so confident that a large payout is on the horizon? [His words, of course, are coy and playful. He is no fool to think why the other might say that and note his arrival.] I do love a good bet, but I think that slots aren't really my vice.
[The morph of that more genuine smile to that familiar predatorial one makes him shiver a little. It's not fear but anticipation.]
Hmm, well I happen to have some free time at hand. It must be your lucky day, actually.
A creature of the sea told me I'd have a fortunate day today.
[ An outlandish tale, considering their surroundings and the fact that Kleken had only recently managed to make his way out of a watery labyrinth, but it was the sort of silly lie he enjoyed to give from time to time. It made people lower their guard around him, though that wasn't a side effect he was looking to employ at this exact moment. He rather hoped his charm would be more than enough. ]
[ He offers his arm to the other man in escort, amusement settled into his expression once he agrees. ]
Hm, maybe I should have taken more dips in the water back home. If I knew a sea creature might be able to read my fortune, I would have definitely jumped on it.
[Outlandish tale gets a silly reply as Wriothesley merely chuckles while looping his arm with Kleken's. Should he know better? A bit. The man is (mostly) a gentleman though. He also certainly had a good time the first time.
It isn't like he doesn't know the risks this time around.]
Fortune telling is a specialty of many sea creatures, though it's a well guarded secret. You might be the first to know of it now.
[ Wriothesley has seen- has familiarized himself with one of Kleken's most commonly used tactics in social interactions, but there were a few others he still kept hidden up his sleeve. But for the moment there aren't any tricks to be had, outside of a slippery silver tongue. ]
[ Which was a danger in and of itself. ]
Hmm, it would be a lie to say I didn't. But as a con-man, I am prone to lying.
[ Wriothesley had been a memorable moment of fun during Kleken's time here. ]
Alas, if I had known everytime I fed a friendly little otter... [Wriothesley easily quips back and forth with Kleken. Wriothesley was no fool, anyways. For as easygoing his temperament might seem, the man was sharp. Reading people was something that was second nature for him.
Kleken is definitely a dangerous type, but maybe he loves flirting with danger.]
Well, I'll take your word for it even if you are lying. It'll certainly make me feel better about myself. [Not that he's complaining either, having his arm hooked with the other.]
[ Nevermind that there's nothing innocent about it. ]
[ The man's familiarity with otters is an intriguing one, it's certainly more exposure to wildlife than Kleken's often heard of back home, and it's got him just curious enough that he'll store the knowledge for a future conversation. Ideally one confusingly out of nowhere. ]
Your trust in me will certainly lead to an entertaining time, just like the last.
[Oh if Kleken knew about Wriothesley's close relationship with water.
That's neither here nor there though. Right now they were walking together to get his thighs fingered (?) whatever that means. He offers the other a grin.]
I did have fun the first time, unexpected as it was. I do also miss your friends. They left quite the impression on me. [As if he could forget Kleken's tentacles. Not after how intimate he was with them.]
[ Alas, another time. Right now, Kleken's attention shifts towards the chapel as they enter, the directions oh so helpfully provided to him by the very friends Wriothesley is speaking of. Friends who quiver eagerly in the shadows of his jacket, peeking out at the edges closest to the other man as they wait to be released. ]
Oh, they quite miss you as well. You were a most delightful treat to entertain.
[In all honestly, Wriothesley doesn't know what to expect when they enter the chapel. He hasn't been in one before. He has attended one whole wedding, and that was the wedding between two inmates that he had helped facilitate. A wedding...that was hosted in a prison.
Anyways, he has never been in a chapel before, so excuse him if he pauses to look around. His expression a little curious before turning back to the other.] A delightful treat, huh? You make it sound like I've turned into a meal of some kind. [Which probably isn't that far from the truth.]
I didn't take you for a sentimental type. Were you so fond of me you wanted to keep a souvenir? I'm flattered.
[ Spoilers: Kleken is rude. But in this case, it's very much a compliment to how charming he found the other man to be, for a multitude of reasons. ]
[ Speaking of chapels, Wriothesley is not alone in his curiosity. Considering the slums Kleken grew up in himself, not to mention his own lack of romantic prospects and religious interests, his own familiarity with a chapel is limited to having been forced into one for work. It doesn't show though, at least not on Kleken himself from the way he keeps his attention on his current partner instead of looking around. His tentacles, however, are in overdrive, reaching out to touch and feel and sense everything within reach. ]
[ At least some part of him is honest. ]
[ Even if it's not the verbal part. ]
I'm much more the practical type. It fit me well.
[ It was absolutely too large for him and Kleken is an intensely sentimental type, so he could take that as the truth or the lie that it was. ]
[ In a case of the blind leading the blind, his gaze fixes on the front of the room and the altar there. ]
[It isn't like Kleken needs to be verbal. Wriothesley is someone who has a knack for reading people through body language and action. And, well, the way his tentacles are touching and sliding across anything they can reach is more than enough for him to know that there is curiosity in the man.
He doesn't say it.]
Is that so? I'm glad you made use of it then. [Except he knows their bodies don't match. Again, he doesn't say anything on it. If Kleken wants to lie in such a blatant way, revealing the truth of their statement, then he happily plays along.
Instead, he moves to lift himself up, taking a seat on the altar.] It seems it is, you're right.
[ It really isn't hard to see why Wriothesley could so easily become Kleken's favorite here. The man keeps going along with his absurdities. Who wouldn't enjoy such a fun spirit? ]
[ As if invited, Kleken moves himself over to the altar and plants his hand against the cool stone, boxing the other's legs between them. As if he weren't already a bit shorter, the boost of height has him craning his neck just to look up and meet the other's eyes. ]
A good trait to have. [He grins a little as he leans back a little, resting his hands against the smooth surface. A cock of his head as he regards the other. He's lax in the way he sits; inviting in his gaze.]
Very comfortable.
[One hand reaches out to tip Kleken's chin up with a calloused finger.] Finger thighs on the altar was it? Sounds like an easy task for someone as talented as you.
[ His head's tilted up easily with that light touch, both men playing along with the other's silly games and, at least in Kleken's case, thoroughly enjoying it. ]
You flatter me as always. I'll have to make sure I live up to expectations.
[ Invitation given, his fingers, even cooler after touching the altar, slide over the material and up to rest against Wriothesley's knees, tracing half-circles on them for a moment. ]
A shame I can't put more of my unique talents to use.
[He let’s out a lowly chuckle as he widens his stance. It seems innocent enough if not for the shameless grin that lingers in Wriothesley’s lips. He was definitely enjoying himself plenty.]
I wouldn’t say it unless I meant it, darling.
[A lick of his lips as his gaze drops to wear Kleken’s hands linger on his knees for now.] Who is to say you can’t? You just have to be a little creative, I think.
[ That's easily not a lie; it's almost surprising how easily he can be swept away by their idle flirting. And more so, enjoy every second of it. ]
[ Perhaps he really should keep this one around. ]
[ On queue at that glance, his hands begin their slow ascent up the outer side of Wriothesley's legs, feeling over the muscle there with a firm touch. ]
Skirting the rules like that suggests I'm a troublemaker. I'm quite innocent, you know.
[ An innocent trouble maker who gives an idle lick of his lips while he has the other's gaze on him. ]
Who wouldn't want to charm such a charming man? And let's not forget your wonderful entourage. [As if Wriothesley can forget the friendly tentacles that had ravished him last time.
He licks his lips as he leans back on his hands.]
No, no, I would never insinuate you are nothing less than innocent. I am a warden, after all. It would be a shame to have to arrest you for whatever reason. [These are all truths. Wriothesley is definitely being overtly playful though.] I am merely saying that there are always ways to make sure you complete the task while getting what you want out of it. It makes it more fun, no?
[ The quivering in the shadows cast by Kleken's coat, where the tips of several tentacles just barely edge out, add a clear level of truth to the words. What Kleken doesn't mention is just how eager they, and him, are to get Wriothesley back in their grasp. It is ever so hard to resist a temptation once you've had a taste... ]
[ Even when they're of a profession Kleken tends to avoid due to his own... unique ways of dealing with the law. ]
[ His fingers continue to work their magic, pressing into the fabric of his pants until they reach his hips, moving then to trace their way back down the inside of his thighs now. His thumbs roam freely as they do, kneading small circles in their wake. ]
I'm relieved to have your blessings then, Mr. Warden. As a humble con-man, my interests lay solely in having fun, I assure you. And I'd like to have a lot of fun with you.
[And, oh, does Wriothesley know that he is nothing but temptation right now. Kleken doesn't have to mention it for him to see even just a bit of a glint in their gaze. He knows what he must look like with his legs spread open on an altar.
He shudders under Kleken's touch, nails lightly digging into the surface underneath him, his eyelashes fluttering.]
Well, I'm usually not one to be bribed, but you'll find I'm laidback enough. If it isn't hurting anyone, then why not have some fun? What do you have in mind, sweetheart? I do enjoy a good and fun time.
[ If there is a person who could resist Wriothesley when he's presented like this, they must have the patience and self-control of a saint. Certainly no one Kleken was likely to associate with on a regular basis, even setting aside the bias in personnel Kleken tended to interact with when working in Umbraton. ]
[ It's fine. He'll have all the sinful thoughts for them. ]
I had been thinking it'd be quite nice to take you right here, with your lovely thighs on display to anyone else who might want to finger them. Do you suppose that might be too forward though?
Oh? I didn't realize you were a man willing to share? I certainly learn something new everyday. [He grins though, licking his lips.]
I like when people are forward. Someone who's confident in what they want? It's a total turn on. You have me wrapped around your finger, sweetheart. [He isn't lying. There's something very attractive about someone who knows exactly what they want.
And how can he not find the prospect of what they offer to be incredibly hot?
Especially when he feels like he might know who might be the anyone else who would like access to his thighs once again. If his tastes have shifted away from just purely human...well, that's for him to enjoy.] Well, what are you waiting for? Right here means right now, doesn't it?
I'm an incredibly generous person. Such a lovely sight deserves to be shared.
[ That he can say as much with a straight face is a true testament to his lying capabilities. The extent of Kleken's greed and possessiveness may not have been fully displayed thus far, but the look that crosses his gaze every now and then is likely enough of a hint. ]
[ Like the one that slips through his eyes right now at Wriothesley suggesting he's wrapped around Kleken's finger. What a dangerous place to be, really. ]
It does. I apologize for keeping you waiting then.
[ Leaning in between those spread legs, the light kiss he presses against Wriothesley's chin is a stark contrast to the tentacles that are now sliding their way up the other man's pant legs, others spilling out from the shadows eagerly to slide under clothes and touch skin again. ]
Mm, that's a shame. It's a little hot when people are possessive. You struck me as the type who'd fall into that category. I guess I read you wrong.
[He doesn't think he read the other wrong at all, but isn't this all a bit of fun and games anyways? A little bit of play. He can pretend he doesn't see the way that Kleken's gaze changes here and there; that hunger on display.]
Hmm, I'll accept your apology and forgive you if I get a kiss. How 'bout it, sweetheart?
[Oh! He can't help the delightful shiver as he feels the smooth, cold texture of tentacles as they start to slide under his pant legs and across skin. He feels goosebumps rise, but he only finds himself more excited by the foreign feeling. It has been a short while since he had last seen the other.]
[ Careful Wriothesley, if that spark in Kleken's eyes burns any brighter they'll both be in trouble- ]
Or you've read me all too well.
Then, do forgive me.
[ Those words sound far too much like a challenge for him to do anything else but reach up with one more tentacle, curling around Wriothesley's neck to pull him down the short distance needed to claim his lips for a kiss. Oh and claim he certainly does, deepening the kiss in just a moment to pour his greed into the warden's mouth. ]
It's good to thread some more with you as well! o/
Do you think so? I was just starting to think that should I push my luck some more, I'll manage to land a big win.
Just as you came around, in fact.
[ He gives a small tap to his hat to tilt it back, smiling at Wriothesley with that same predatory look he'd given him upon their first meeting face-to-face. A distraction and profit sounded like a wonderful combination to someone playing catch up, as it were. ]
Care to join me at the altar?
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[The morph of that more genuine smile to that familiar predatorial one makes him shiver a little. It's not fear but anticipation.]
Hmm, well I happen to have some free time at hand. It must be your lucky day, actually.
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[ An outlandish tale, considering their surroundings and the fact that Kleken had only recently managed to make his way out of a watery labyrinth, but it was the sort of silly lie he enjoyed to give from time to time. It made people lower their guard around him, though that wasn't a side effect he was looking to employ at this exact moment. He rather hoped his charm would be more than enough. ]
[ He offers his arm to the other man in escort, amusement settled into his expression once he agrees. ]
I'll have to take full advantage of it then.
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[Outlandish tale gets a silly reply as Wriothesley merely chuckles while looping his arm with Kleken's. Should he know better? A bit. The man is (mostly) a gentleman though. He also certainly had a good time the first time.
It isn't like he doesn't know the risks this time around.]
Did you miss me that much? I'm flattered.
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[ Wriothesley has seen- has familiarized himself with one of Kleken's most commonly used tactics in social interactions, but there were a few others he still kept hidden up his sleeve. But for the moment there aren't any tricks to be had, outside of a slippery silver tongue. ]
[ Which was a danger in and of itself. ]
Hmm, it would be a lie to say I didn't. But as a con-man, I am prone to lying.
[ Wriothesley had been a memorable moment of fun during Kleken's time here. ]
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Kleken is definitely a dangerous type, but maybe he loves flirting with danger.]
Well, I'll take your word for it even if you are lying. It'll certainly make me feel better about myself. [Not that he's complaining either, having his arm hooked with the other.]
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[ Nevermind that there's nothing innocent about it. ]
[ The man's familiarity with otters is an intriguing one, it's certainly more exposure to wildlife than Kleken's often heard of back home, and it's got him just curious enough that he'll store the knowledge for a future conversation. Ideally one confusingly out of nowhere. ]
Your trust in me will certainly lead to an entertaining time, just like the last.
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That's neither here nor there though. Right now they were walking together to get his thighs fingered (?) whatever that means. He offers the other a grin.]
I did have fun the first time, unexpected as it was. I do also miss your friends. They left quite the impression on me. [As if he could forget Kleken's tentacles. Not after how intimate he was with them.]
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[ Alas, another time. Right now, Kleken's attention shifts towards the chapel as they enter, the directions oh so helpfully provided to him by the very friends Wriothesley is speaking of. Friends who quiver eagerly in the shadows of his jacket, peeking out at the edges closest to the other man as they wait to be released. ]
Oh, they quite miss you as well. You were a most delightful treat to entertain.
I even still have your shirt.
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Anyways, he has never been in a chapel before, so excuse him if he pauses to look around. His expression a little curious before turning back to the other.] A delightful treat, huh? You make it sound like I've turned into a meal of some kind. [Which probably isn't that far from the truth.]
I didn't take you for a sentimental type. Were you so fond of me you wanted to keep a souvenir? I'm flattered.
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[ Spoilers: Kleken is rude. But in this case, it's very much a compliment to how charming he found the other man to be, for a multitude of reasons. ]
[ Speaking of chapels, Wriothesley is not alone in his curiosity. Considering the slums Kleken grew up in himself, not to mention his own lack of romantic prospects and religious interests, his own familiarity with a chapel is limited to having been forced into one for work. It doesn't show though, at least not on Kleken himself from the way he keeps his attention on his current partner instead of looking around. His tentacles, however, are in overdrive, reaching out to touch and feel and sense everything within reach. ]
[ At least some part of him is honest. ]
[ Even if it's not the verbal part. ]
I'm much more the practical type. It fit me well.
[ It was absolutely too large for him and Kleken is an intensely sentimental type, so he could take that as the truth or the lie that it was. ]
[ In a case of the blind leading the blind, his gaze fixes on the front of the room and the altar there. ]
I believe there's our final destination.
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He doesn't say it.]
Is that so? I'm glad you made use of it then. [Except he knows their bodies don't match. Again, he doesn't say anything on it. If Kleken wants to lie in such a blatant way, revealing the truth of their statement, then he happily plays along.
Instead, he moves to lift himself up, taking a seat on the altar.] It seems it is, you're right.
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[ A truth that sounds like a lie, perhaps. ]
[ It really isn't hard to see why Wriothesley could so easily become Kleken's favorite here. The man keeps going along with his absurdities. Who wouldn't enjoy such a fun spirit? ]
[ As if invited, Kleken moves himself over to the altar and plants his hand against the cool stone, boxing the other's legs between them. As if he weren't already a bit shorter, the boost of height has him craning his neck just to look up and meet the other's eyes. ]
Comfortable?
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Very comfortable.
[One hand reaches out to tip Kleken's chin up with a calloused finger.] Finger thighs on the altar was it? Sounds like an easy task for someone as talented as you.
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You flatter me as always. I'll have to make sure I live up to expectations.
[ Invitation given, his fingers, even cooler after touching the altar, slide over the material and up to rest against Wriothesley's knees, tracing half-circles on them for a moment. ]
A shame I can't put more of my unique talents to use.
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I wouldn’t say it unless I meant it, darling.
[A lick of his lips as his gaze drops to wear Kleken’s hands linger on his knees for now.] Who is to say you can’t? You just have to be a little creative, I think.
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[ That's easily not a lie; it's almost surprising how easily he can be swept away by their idle flirting. And more so, enjoy every second of it. ]
[ Perhaps he really should keep this one around. ]
[ On queue at that glance, his hands begin their slow ascent up the outer side of Wriothesley's legs, feeling over the muscle there with a firm touch. ]
Skirting the rules like that suggests I'm a troublemaker. I'm quite innocent, you know.
[ An innocent trouble maker who gives an idle lick of his lips while he has the other's gaze on him. ]
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He licks his lips as he leans back on his hands.]
No, no, I would never insinuate you are nothing less than innocent. I am a warden, after all. It would be a shame to have to arrest you for whatever reason. [These are all truths. Wriothesley is definitely being overtly playful though.] I am merely saying that there are always ways to make sure you complete the task while getting what you want out of it. It makes it more fun, no?
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[ The quivering in the shadows cast by Kleken's coat, where the tips of several tentacles just barely edge out, add a clear level of truth to the words. What Kleken doesn't mention is just how eager they, and him, are to get Wriothesley back in their grasp. It is ever so hard to resist a temptation once you've had a taste... ]
[ Even when they're of a profession Kleken tends to avoid due to his own... unique ways of dealing with the law. ]
[ His fingers continue to work their magic, pressing into the fabric of his pants until they reach his hips, moving then to trace their way back down the inside of his thighs now. His thumbs roam freely as they do, kneading small circles in their wake. ]
I'm relieved to have your blessings then, Mr. Warden. As a humble con-man, my interests lay solely in having fun, I assure you. And I'd like to have a lot of fun with you.
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[And, oh, does Wriothesley know that he is nothing but temptation right now. Kleken doesn't have to mention it for him to see even just a bit of a glint in their gaze. He knows what he must look like with his legs spread open on an altar.
He shudders under Kleken's touch, nails lightly digging into the surface underneath him, his eyelashes fluttering.]
Well, I'm usually not one to be bribed, but you'll find I'm laidback enough. If it isn't hurting anyone, then why not have some fun? What do you have in mind, sweetheart? I do enjoy a good and fun time.
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[ It's fine. He'll have all the sinful thoughts for them. ]
I had been thinking it'd be quite nice to take you right here, with your lovely thighs on display to anyone else who might want to finger them. Do you suppose that might be too forward though?
[ With all the innocence of a guilty man. ]
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I like when people are forward. Someone who's confident in what they want? It's a total turn on. You have me wrapped around your finger, sweetheart. [He isn't lying. There's something very attractive about someone who knows exactly what they want.
And how can he not find the prospect of what they offer to be incredibly hot?
Especially when he feels like he might know who might be the anyone else who would like access to his thighs once again. If his tastes have shifted away from just purely human...well, that's for him to enjoy.] Well, what are you waiting for? Right here means right now, doesn't it?
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[ That he can say as much with a straight face is a true testament to his lying capabilities. The extent of Kleken's greed and possessiveness may not have been fully displayed thus far, but the look that crosses his gaze every now and then is likely enough of a hint. ]
[ Like the one that slips through his eyes right now at Wriothesley suggesting he's wrapped around Kleken's finger. What a dangerous place to be, really. ]
It does. I apologize for keeping you waiting then.
[ Leaning in between those spread legs, the light kiss he presses against Wriothesley's chin is a stark contrast to the tentacles that are now sliding their way up the other man's pant legs, others spilling out from the shadows eagerly to slide under clothes and touch skin again. ]
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[He doesn't think he read the other wrong at all, but isn't this all a bit of fun and games anyways? A little bit of play. He can pretend he doesn't see the way that Kleken's gaze changes here and there; that hunger on display.]
Hmm, I'll accept your apology and forgive you if I get a kiss. How 'bout it, sweetheart?
[Oh! He can't help the delightful shiver as he feels the smooth, cold texture of tentacles as they start to slide under his pant legs and across skin. He feels goosebumps rise, but he only finds himself more excited by the foreign feeling. It has been a short while since he had last seen the other.]
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Or you've read me all too well.
Then, do forgive me.
[ Those words sound far too much like a challenge for him to do anything else but reach up with one more tentacle, curling around Wriothesley's neck to pull him down the short distance needed to claim his lips for a kiss. Oh and claim he certainly does, deepening the kiss in just a moment to pour his greed into the warden's mouth. ]
[ He did ask for it. ]
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