▶ ORIGINAL TEST DRIVE 2 POST IS LOCATED HERE ▶ ALL NEW TOP LEVELS SHOULD NOW BE POSTED ON TAKE 2
▶ ALL CARRIED OVER OLD TOP LEVELS SHOULD BE LINKED, NOT COPY AND PASTED
【 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. 💕
( she echoes, her expression falls and as her arms drop to her sides. jinx might let him slide a little with the compliment, it's not every day someone calls her pretty or see her any worth of attraction. the girl is more used to people yelling out what a horrendous person she is, or.... just scream in general. but she stills huffs over his answer as she scowls a little. )
Oh, c'mooooon! That's so... boring. You're tellin' me you haven't done anything wild or — ( she throws her arms around in wild gestures. ) — I dunno, mind-blowing?
Well, I haven't lived a life quite as thrilling as you have, my dear lady. Not yet anyway.
[ which his face shows that he's still placing no judgement on. they don't seem any worse than the things he has done, or the things he's bound to do with the sort of life he's chosen to live out nowadays. he grins, though, when she seems to be persistent for a better answer. ]
I guess I am a pirate now, which, by definition, means that precisely everything I do would count as a crime. I steal, cheat, lie — but never to a woman, because pirate and all, I still uphold every honor there is to being a gentleman. And not to anyone who doesn't deserve it. I guess, by your stands, I'm a boring but, hopefully, charming pirate.
[ still with his easy grin, speaking honestly. his worst crimes don't fit any mind-blowing criteria anyway, so he doesn't see the harm in holding back. ]
( his answer and the explanation twists her look from an unsatisfying expression to an approval one. now this is exactly more what she was looking for, and while she has no clue what a pirate is... the definition of it sounds very similar to what she is and does. she steals, she cheats, but doesn't lie. and it's comforting to know he has a policy to not lie to women. or... is that a cunning way of saying he does by saying he doesn't? whose to say, really. all in all, jinx tugs on her lower lip with her teeth as her back presses flat against the elevator wall. )
Guess that means I'm a bit of a pirate, too. Maybe when we get outta here, we can do a lil' thieving.
( if she can't blow stuff up to smithereens, then robbing people blind is the next best thing. well, beyond setting up traps and humiliating them infront of others. )
[ in all fairness, he might be more of an amateur pirate, since he's only just sailed out in joining a crew, but having been raised by another pirate for nearly half of his life, his spirit is as much that of a pirate as any of them. besides, what had really drawn him in was the freedom of it all, sailing out into the open seas to seek out his actual dream. being wanted by the government is just an extra bonus.
but more tempting than even that is enjoying the company of an attractive lady. granted, most days he's hardly picky about which lady he gets to have the pleasure of spoiling with compliments and attention (and a meal, if this cook has a proper kitchen to work in), but right now, he's plenty charmed by the blue-haired woman he happens to be trapped in this elevator with. ]
Really? [ he raises his chin as he looks at her, the spread of his smile exposing his temptation at her offer. ] You want me to join you in causing a little trouble?
( that grin of his is alluring and contagious, and she can't help herself but to match it -- if not curling her own little devious edge to it. her hum is low yet titillating as she idly sways her foot smoothly, appearing to be as cool and relaxed despite their current circumstances. )
Mm, if you can keep up. I'm all about trouble. — But hanging around me might get ya "Jinxed", so you gotta be preeettty tough 'cause there's no cure once you get it.
( meanwhile, the painting is looking rather intrigued by their exchange so far. will this lead to sexy punishments, perhaps? if the art could lean in further, it would. as of now, all it can do is watch the two of them have this conversation that will hopefully satisfy its needs. or it'll start harassing them again about his presence. )
[ sanji wouldn't say he's necessarily keen to bad behavior, but he wouldn't say he's all good behavior either, and his resistance is lessened all the more when there's a woman involved, tempting danger like its own form of irresistible seduction. truthfully, if this is worth getting punished for, as the portrait would likely insist on, then he can see all its worth in sly spread of a cunning smile, as convincing on its own as every word that follows.
judgemental john will have to wait to earn any of sanji's attention at least, as he finally slips the gold lighter he's been spinning in his fingers back in his pocket, his posture straightening up, well put together in that suit that he wears well, a countering look to the image of what a pirate should be. ]
I've managed pretty well around bad luck all my life. Actually, I was born unlucky.
[ he takes a few small steps forward, limited in movement by an already small enough elevator, but it's to show that this apparent curse of being jinxed doesn't seem to faze him. ]
But I always find my way around it. And even if I couldn't, something tells me that with a woman like you — I wouldn't mind my heart being jinxed any day.
Boy, you really are a smooth talker, aren't you, Hot Lips?
( she straightens her own spine, pressing more onto the wall as he maneuvers a little closer. the pinks of her eyes dances all around him, really taking a good look over her elevator companion now things are being to... shift different. there's a subtle fire scorching at the pit of her stomach, it's something familiar but different all the same.
it's the same sensation whenever there's an explosive rolling between her fingertips and the metal pin clutching between her teeth. that exact exhilarating desire when everything crumbles and melts into ashes and rubble -- with the skies clouded in those beautifully blended reds and oranges. to just imagine the sight in her mind brings an ache between her thighs and with sanji being in front of her like this, with his words gushing so gracefully off his tongue.... the ache is becoming way more aggressive than it needs to be. )
... But words are just words. A lotta times they mean nothing.
[ he certainly is a smooth talker, always slipping in that edge of sweet charm. with sanji, every word of it drips genuine by his own perspective, however common it might be for his heart to flutter in the presence of any female attraction. always prone to falling easily, his eyes right now are certainly locked in on the woman in front of him, with no intent to look away if she allows him. and with every word from her in turn, he feels that forward tug of his body by an invisible string, as if being reeled in by the lull of a siren, her dares only given rise to temptation.
there's a fascination that bubbles up from that warning — he might be jinxed. he's pulled through terrible odds more times than he can count, born a black sheep and eventually stranded out to test his endurance against the brutality of the ocean. a woman with a sparkling danger in her eyes might just be another trial to test or, as he imagines it, a taste of something exhilarating.
his tongue brushes a light, subconscious lick to his bottom lip when he nears closer, their stark difference in height urges him to lean forward until his forearm uses the wall behind her to keep himself steady, aligning his face so near hers that he can feel a hint of her breath hot to his mouth. ]
Then how about I seal my promise a different way? [ his voice lowers, almost like he's keeping the whisper to themselves, away from the portrait he's long since abandoned his attention to. ] Want to find out just how hot these lips really are?
( her body and her mind are screaming out to the heavens, that "yes"... yes they do want to find out just how hot they can be. but her heart interferes in their cries -- beating louder in her ears than the two of them combine. her smile stay still on her face, although it falters just a touch. her gaze hurtles away from him to the elevator tiled floorboards, the burning still roaring within her body yet dimming steadily. )
... Not on the lips.
( jinx says finally, her tone abruptly fill with ice and lament. her hands then slither cautiously up to his chest, allowing her fingers to explore and feel what it's like to touch something soft and warm besides cold and steel. she shifts her glance back to sanji, carrying her cheeky mood back with a twitch of her lips. )
Kissing me means you're serious and this is real. But you and I know better than that. You'll forget me as soon as these doors open, and you'll be rollin' around with another chick in no time.
( jinx forms her index and middle fingers as if they're "legs" and have them "walk" all the way up to his collarbone. )
But thaaaaaat doesn't mean I don't wanna play. 'Cause I like playing games. I usually win 'em.
[ oh, how he wants to kiss her, for how much sanji, as a chef, finds so much in the way of taste, like every flavor of a person can be found on the surface of their skin, how he can pick it all apart to know them, the same way he can sample a mere taste of a meal and write out every component of the ingredients into a recipe, down to the portions. he can sense the danger in her lips too, and every satisfying burn in his body makes him so eager to take the plunge.
not on the lips.
his eyes peer up to her downcast ones then, quietly, and as she then scribbles out an undeniable truth, he's aware of what comes with it. the way he sees it, he would say he's always serious, that with any woman, he's always ready to give the world if it comes to it, every infatuation less about him and far more about them, and what he could do to keep them at the center of all things. but the truth that she singles out is one he can't argue, even if he wishes it were possible to mend it — this is all temporary, not by his own choice, just simply because it is.
somehow, he's transfixed all the more for it, her lips suddenly so much further away but still an aching temptation, left for him to long for. ]
Not on the lips. [ he whispers back to her, as calmly and sweetly as everything else, her ice not snuffing out his fire, even if it works to tame it in place. it'll always be what she wants, and he won't push to convince her otherwise. ] But I promise, I'm rooting for you to win, too.
[ his smile returns, his hand lifting to rest on hers at his chest, as a gentle caress of his fingertips sliding along from her knuckles to the downward line of her arm, slow and light. when he leans in again, this time he ducks his head towards her neck, refraining his mouth from touching her skin, but letting the tip of his nose graze circles at her throat. ]
What about here? [ he asks, his voice low, nudging teases with his nose. ] Can my mouth play here?
( okay, good, so he understood. and in some odd twisted way, her heart wished he would tell her different. that maybe she is more than just... this game fifty-two shtick to rank up scores. the voices of the death hackle hurtful reminders in her ears. )
'no one can ever like a jinx. you're a problem. and they'll see it.' 'everyone will figure it out sooner or later. and you'll be alone.' 'who wants to be with an ugly jinx like you?'
( sanji's words hushes the others, and she blinks instantly to draw herself from out of her mind to the present. oh... right. there's a guy so perilously close, and now inching down to the side of her neck. jinx inhales a quick gasp, a chill prickle at the ghostly trace of his nose. she finds herself completely speechless and a little dumbfounded, too. sure, she saw this naughty display coming from a mile away, but... not this... soft or romantic notion. the girl pictured their hands and clothing wildly moving all over the place to the point they couldn't tell what was what. but everything seems somewhat personal? or maybe this is just how sex is supposed to start. it's not like she's an expert. )
I...
( her voice squeaks, sounding girlier than ever, and she swallows down the large lump in her throat. shit. he is really throwing off her game here, she needs to pull it together!! )
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( she echoes, her expression falls and as her arms drop to her sides. jinx might let him slide a little with the compliment, it's not every day someone calls her pretty or see her any worth of attraction. the girl is more used to people yelling out what a horrendous person she is, or.... just scream in general. but she stills huffs over his answer as she scowls a little. )
Oh, c'mooooon! That's so... boring. You're tellin' me you haven't done anything wild or — ( she throws her arms around in wild gestures. ) — I dunno, mind-blowing?
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[ which his face shows that he's still placing no judgement on. they don't seem any worse than the things he has done, or the things he's bound to do with the sort of life he's chosen to live out nowadays. he grins, though, when she seems to be persistent for a better answer. ]
I guess I am a pirate now, which, by definition, means that precisely everything I do would count as a crime. I steal, cheat, lie — but never to a woman, because pirate and all, I still uphold every honor there is to being a gentleman. And not to anyone who doesn't deserve it. I guess, by your stands, I'm a boring but, hopefully, charming pirate.
[ still with his easy grin, speaking honestly. his worst crimes don't fit any mind-blowing criteria anyway, so he doesn't see the harm in holding back. ]
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Guess that means I'm a bit of a pirate, too. Maybe when we get outta here, we can do a lil' thieving.
( if she can't blow stuff up to smithereens, then robbing people blind is the next best thing. well, beyond setting up traps and humiliating them infront of others. )
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but more tempting than even that is enjoying the company of an attractive lady. granted, most days he's hardly picky about which lady he gets to have the pleasure of spoiling with compliments and attention (and a meal, if this cook has a proper kitchen to work in), but right now, he's plenty charmed by the blue-haired woman he happens to be trapped in this elevator with. ]
Really? [ he raises his chin as he looks at her, the spread of his smile exposing his temptation at her offer. ] You want me to join you in causing a little trouble?
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Mm, if you can keep up. I'm all about trouble. — But hanging around me might get ya "Jinxed", so you gotta be preeettty tough 'cause there's no cure once you get it.
( meanwhile, the painting is looking rather intrigued by their exchange so far. will this lead to sexy punishments, perhaps? if the art could lean in further, it would. as of now, all it can do is watch the two of them have this conversation that will hopefully satisfy its needs. or it'll start harassing them again about his presence. )
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judgemental john will have to wait to earn any of sanji's attention at least, as he finally slips the gold lighter he's been spinning in his fingers back in his pocket, his posture straightening up, well put together in that suit that he wears well, a countering look to the image of what a pirate should be. ]
I've managed pretty well around bad luck all my life. Actually, I was born unlucky.
[ he takes a few small steps forward, limited in movement by an already small enough elevator, but it's to show that this apparent curse of being jinxed doesn't seem to faze him. ]
But I always find my way around it. And even if I couldn't, something tells me that with a woman like you — I wouldn't mind my heart being jinxed any day.
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( she straightens her own spine, pressing more onto the wall as he maneuvers a little closer. the pinks of her eyes dances all around him, really taking a good look over her elevator companion now things are being to... shift different. there's a subtle fire scorching at the pit of her stomach, it's something familiar but different all the same.
it's the same sensation whenever there's an explosive rolling between her fingertips and the metal pin clutching between her teeth. that exact exhilarating desire when everything crumbles and melts into ashes and rubble -- with the skies clouded in those beautifully blended reds and oranges. to just imagine the sight in her mind brings an ache between her thighs and with sanji being in front of her like this, with his words gushing so gracefully off his tongue.... the ache is becoming way more aggressive than it needs to be. )
... But words are just words. A lotta times they mean nothing.
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there's a fascination that bubbles up from that warning — he might be jinxed. he's pulled through terrible odds more times than he can count, born a black sheep and eventually stranded out to test his endurance against the brutality of the ocean. a woman with a sparkling danger in her eyes might just be another trial to test or, as he imagines it, a taste of something exhilarating.
his tongue brushes a light, subconscious lick to his bottom lip when he nears closer, their stark difference in height urges him to lean forward until his forearm uses the wall behind her to keep himself steady, aligning his face so near hers that he can feel a hint of her breath hot to his mouth. ]
Then how about I seal my promise a different way? [ his voice lowers, almost like he's keeping the whisper to themselves, away from the portrait he's long since abandoned his attention to. ] Want to find out just how hot these lips really are?
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... Not on the lips.
( jinx says finally, her tone abruptly fill with ice and lament. her hands then slither cautiously up to his chest, allowing her fingers to explore and feel what it's like to touch something soft and warm besides cold and steel. she shifts her glance back to sanji, carrying her cheeky mood back with a twitch of her lips. )
Kissing me means you're serious and this is real. But you and I know better than that. You'll forget me as soon as these doors open, and you'll be rollin' around with another chick in no time.
( jinx forms her index and middle fingers as if they're "legs" and have them "walk" all the way up to his collarbone. )
But thaaaaaat doesn't mean I don't wanna play. 'Cause I like playing games. I usually win 'em.
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not on the lips.
his eyes peer up to her downcast ones then, quietly, and as she then scribbles out an undeniable truth, he's aware of what comes with it. the way he sees it, he would say he's always serious, that with any woman, he's always ready to give the world if it comes to it, every infatuation less about him and far more about them, and what he could do to keep them at the center of all things. but the truth that she singles out is one he can't argue, even if he wishes it were possible to mend it — this is all temporary, not by his own choice, just simply because it is.
somehow, he's transfixed all the more for it, her lips suddenly so much further away but still an aching temptation, left for him to long for. ]
Not on the lips. [ he whispers back to her, as calmly and sweetly as everything else, her ice not snuffing out his fire, even if it works to tame it in place. it'll always be what she wants, and he won't push to convince her otherwise. ] But I promise, I'm rooting for you to win, too.
[ his smile returns, his hand lifting to rest on hers at his chest, as a gentle caress of his fingertips sliding along from her knuckles to the downward line of her arm, slow and light. when he leans in again, this time he ducks his head towards her neck, refraining his mouth from touching her skin, but letting the tip of his nose graze circles at her throat. ]
What about here? [ he asks, his voice low, nudging teases with his nose. ] Can my mouth play here?
cw: voices mentioned
'everyone will figure it out sooner or later. and you'll be alone.'
'who wants to be with an ugly jinx like you?'
( sanji's words hushes the others, and she blinks instantly to draw herself from out of her mind to the present. oh... right. there's a guy so perilously close, and now inching down to the side of her neck. jinx inhales a quick gasp, a chill prickle at the ghostly trace of his nose. she finds herself completely speechless and a little dumbfounded, too. sure, she saw this naughty display coming from a mile away, but... not this... soft or romantic notion. the girl pictured their hands and clothing wildly moving all over the place to the point they couldn't tell what was what. but everything seems somewhat personal? or maybe this is just how sex is supposed to start. it's not like she's an expert. )
I...
( her voice squeaks, sounding girlier than ever, and she swallows down the large lump in her throat. shit. he is really throwing off her game here, she needs to pull it together!! )
Yeah, uh. W-Whatever.
( smooth. so very smooth. )