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TDM 03
【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】
DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?
The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.
FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. 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 April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
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Jisu won't have any idea how unusual that is, though. He takes in the information quietly, nodding his understanding and tapping a cheek with one claw.]
In that case... I believe we can work quite well with that, yes. The risk of any... development should be fairly low.
[There are some steps to happen before those eggs become actually viable. Anyway, he does look... slightly perplexed at the question, or maybe it's the prospect of enjoying it he's not used to...]
Ah. No, not... particularly. Any position has always been roughly the same for me. That said—I will require your assistance for any necessary stretching you may need.
[He could certainly keep from injuring her but his claws are definitely not suited to that kind of delicate work. At the very least, at his current level of experience.]
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Ah, but he had to voice the thing part of her knew, though. Her expression actually had the nerve to fall a little in having to hear the truth, and logically, she knew this response was because of the season. Hopefully it didn't interfere with tricking her body into feeling 'accomplished' for the season, if only for the length of time that the eggs stayed in her. So Jisu does her best to move on to the next thing, and with the claws, she can imagine the concerns. ]
Given it's mating season, in most cases, I should naturally stretch quite easily. It comes with being left in a low-level but constant state of arousal.
[ She can be rather practical when needed, though some would say 'boldly blunt' about such matters. Not that it stops some show of playfulness. ]
Though even without...
[ She lifts one leg, straightening it as it goes higher up, only reaching and curling her fingers around to gently pull it back so it was against her shoulder. Looking back lower, it was easy to confirm what she meant by 'constant state of arousal', even with only one leg lifted. It's only a few seconds she holds it, saying- ]
It's in my nature to be quite flexible and easy to stretch.
[ Then the leg's let go to relax, though she does so with it bent and fanned out to the side.
Okay, maybe it was a bit to show off.]apologies for the delay, my body decided to try to do a murder over new meds smh
case in point: it's only in that moment that he remembers that some creatures actually have a mating instinct where that reassurance would be... the precise opposite of a reassurance. he can only give a sort of apologetic, understanding smile, and move on instead to making their way through this. at least the humanoid mind tends to be excellent at ignoring reason when it wants to think something is still possible.]
... So you are. In that case, [his voice is still polite, though it's clear there's plenty of appreciation in the way he watches her move, only to glance away respectfully before too long. just because they're in the middle of talking out sexual matters doesn't mean he has no sense of respect.] where shall we settle for this? Mm, but I've nearly forgotten my manners.
[he offers a hand, both to help her up and to press his lips politely to the back of it.]
My name is Luke.
oh nooo adjustment hell is a horrible hell to get stuck in
Easily being drawn back to her feet, Jisu will not admit to feeling butterflies
aha, get it?just from something as small and sweet as a kiss to the back of her hand. ]Luke, then... I go by 'Jisu.'
[ It's not really a name, so much as a word that meant 'worldly,' but it was all they had. Bringing her other hand under his, so that it was held between the two, the young woman stepped just a little closer. ]
Yours said it had to be out here on the lawn, so if you see a place you'd be more comfortable with...
[ Otherwise it could be done right where she'd been relaxing. Though Jisu stepped closer for a different reason, leaning in to lower her voice- just going off of a suspicion. It certainly wasn't to insert a bit of imagery to Luke's mind. ]
And if you're really interested in watching me stretch myself open for you, to ease any concerns, you could just let me know.
It is! I think I'm finally getting over the worst of it though. Hopefully. I wanna rp, raa
A pleasure, Jisu.
[name or pseudonym hardly matters either, agree all. It's something she's comfortable being called, and that is good enough. As she stepped forward, some of that rigidity could still be found in him—more plain now: inexperience under the circumstances, rather than outward discomfort.]
Somewhere... slightly more shaded would be—preferred.
[pale as he is, there's something frustrating about how his face reddens in response to her words. Not even the tips of his pointed ears are spared, in spite of how swiftly he gathers himself back up.]
... I would be lying to claim no curiosity, and it will likely be good for both of us. [particularly since there's the rest of his anatomy to contend with, all neatly covered. ahem.] let us find somewhere more... comfortable, then. [There's no shortage of shaded little alcoves, just inset enough to create the illusion of privacy on a crowded lawn. He'll waste little time in stepping toward one, keeping his hand with hers.
It feels quite nice, if he's honest.]
it seems that you have plenty of rp in your future again
We can do more shaded.
[ Of course a resort like this place would have more than enough little alcoves and bushes along the blue field, more so closer to the edges of the maze, but in other places as well. It wasn't actual privacy, but if it eased Luke's mind... Jisu kept both hands wrapped around Luke's, leaning companionably against him as they walked over. Hand holding was another one of those little pleasures that, while far more innocent, felt even harder to get away with doing. Especially in public. ]
You don't have to be curious to be interested in watching...
[ She said it with a gentle teasing tone, willing to do so just because he wanted to watch. ]
My fingers aren't quite thick or long enough to get quite deep enough for everything, like to my oviduct, but it can't be helped you're worried about using your claws. It's not as if being stretched during the act would be unpleasant. At the very least, we'll have my first entrance.
[ Just a small reiteration, as they found that more shaded area. As this was clearly for a better illusion of privacy, the mental comfort over the physical, Jisu released his hand to walk a little ahead and get down to laying on the flower bed once again, though on her side while pulling the hem of the dress up. It's done promptly, but with the idea of comfort in mind, rather than rushing to get things done. ]
If you want to hold my higher leg up, or touch me, you can however you want. That, or if there's anything you need to do to get ready...
[ They were genuinely curious, but also trying to be rather mindful. ]
Here's hoping, at least!
My apologies, I must seem dispassionate. I'm... less accustomed to matters of intimacy outside of necessity.
[he hadn't had the time to worry about things like his own preferences, the need built up over time dissipated in other ways back on Astra. It perhaps explains a bit of the awkwardness, without going into the full explanation of his mercenary work and the like.
Her lack of concern makes it easier to settle into the act anyway, dispelling some of the stern focus that tends to plague his expression. She settles down—efficiently but not rushing—and Luke makes no effort to pretend he isn't watching. Jisu is beautiful, and he would be blind to think otherwise.]
There is... a little preparation for me, but it's mostly on its own. I'm more interested in making sure you're prepared, and I can use my claws once you're stretched and wet enough.
[He says it as he reaches for the zipper of that ill suited tracksuit he's been given, yellow giving way to pale skin with little dark patches starting around his hips. Built for agility and speed, it seems—and there's little to see at first, even when he shrugs the outfit off.
Just a neat line of chitinous plates covering his front, barely starting to spread in his arousal.]
Please, just do whatever feels natural. I'm sure I'll catch on quickly to what you enjoy.
[His claws aren't sharp, per se, when they find her thigh. A little rough and rigid in their angles, definitely not comfortable to try and actually stretch someone with without some pre-preparation.]
Ah. You're welcome to touch me however you like, as well. I'll be quick to tell you if anything is uncomfortable. [His gaze trails over her—curious more than salacious really, appreciative nonetheless. Fingers curl gently around her thigh to ease it up as suggested, to just... watch her for a moment.
She did offer, after all, and he isn't a saint. Just fairly patient.]
fingers crossed!
[ External rather than internal, or at least that was the kind that Jisu was familiar with. Having had to re-integrate with mortal societies a few times, she had an advantage on adapting rather quickly to the difference in rules and expectations. While the public aspect was still a lot for her, this was certainly the season to accept the more extreme orders placed upon them. Attractive and interesting people helped.
In fact, there was no hiding their interest as those silver eyes stayed on the newly revealed skin and patches. It was about as intense as the curiosity on how things would go.
It even took a moment for her to remember to open the zipper at the side of the dress to release the cinching around her ribcage and waist, thinking about making room for later more than exposing her chest; that ends up being more of a bonus. ]
Oh, I'm certain that I'm going to want to touch you a lot...
[ ... Which was probably a rather awkward way of declaring one's attraction to another, but it's not as if there was a lot of experience before the resort. With his hand lifting her thigh, it felt like a good opportunity to bring her foot up- gliding it along his skin before resting the ankle over his shoulder. Really, his claws didn't feel so bad- was Luke just overcautious?
Not that. Jisu had the best idea of what was normal.
Adjusting a little bit more, and getting the hem of the dress up the rest of the way, even just walking over and anticipating had gotten her more flushed up in arousal. There was definitely that hesitation from inexperience as Jisu's fingers slid and circled over her own clit, sharply breathing in from how sensitive it was. It wasn't the most necessary, as she was clearly already wet, but the touch was along the way before sliding a few fingers into her entrance. She bit back and muffled any sounds when making a display of how well her fingers could spread in a body that was always made to stretch easily in times like these. ]
So... How much more open did you want me?
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[The obligation of it isn't anything new for him. Umbraton is a place where one can gain the most if one is efficient and loose with morals, to a degree, so a body has been an excellent trade more than once or twice. It's here, where he has to consider attraction, that he's a little more clumsy.
It's clear in the way he doesn't even balk under the weight of their curiosity, silver eyes tracing over a form honed in reconnaissance and long range battle. It shows in odd little ways, since his chains aren't here to inform the reason for each developed muscle. In turn, there's appreciation in his gaze as she draws down the zipper of her dress, revealing skin and making room at once.]
A bonus, that.
[any lingering hesitation seems to be shaking off by the time her foot glides over smooth skin, ankle resting over strong shoulder. She's not wrong though—he's being overly cautious here. Frankly... most of the mercenaries and others he's been around have been men. Most of the presumed problems dissipate easily when one is particularly wet, which you would think he'd remember from his own anatomy.
Anyway, it's a foolish mistake, but barely worth mentioning when he can focus on her instead. A breath exhales as he looks her over, interest soft and curious, pushed further forward by the lingering pollen in this place. The hem of her dress rises and his weight shifts a little. The scent of arousal is thick even before her fingers move, sending an aching sensation through him too. Already, the tapered head of his cock is pressing its way past its chitin covered sheath, wet and dark and textured. One of them will have to coax it more for her to see the whole thing, but for the moment, a twinge of something akin to greed feeds his senses. Her fingers stretch her so easily, body plainly made for this in this season.]
You're—wetter than I expected, [He admits quietly, fingers sliding over her thigh.] I can take over from here, I think... unless you'd rather not relax before I'm inside. Ah, do you have any objections to kissing or fondling?
[those claws rest patiently near their fingers, letting Jisu make the final decision. The penetration is what matters for the game, but it doesn't feel right to just rush to it. Not to mention, the foreplay will give him all the more time to prepare enough eggs to fill her comfortably after they—mate, really, for lack of a better term.]
My cock will need a little coaxing, as well... but I confess, I'm more interested in touching you first.
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Oh, I'm a big fan of kissing, [ She started while pulling her fingers out, letting the wet digits slide against one another. ] Quite like some fondling, as you call it, as well. There were no rules about rushing to complete the tasks given, just as they didn't say to stop after they were done.
[ As an invitation, she even tapped at her lips with the fluid-covered fingers. Really, if he wanted to touch, she was tempted to be rid of the entire dress to give him more canvas. Just as he's given plenty, which her hands were ready to smooth over and admire, with both chitin and skin. After all, as someone who existed with scales over their entire body originally, it's a rather familiar experience, as different as the context was. Jisu would eventually get to touching his sheath and cock, along with exploring for anything else around the area, but it was going to all happen within time.
It's a toss-up on whether Jisu will realize that she was also spreading the scent of her arousal all along his arm and shoulder, having went along with it with both hands. Not that there was on on her caring, save for being another thing to get her in the mood. ]