peacockstop | TDM 03

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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?"

THE BATHROOM BUTTON ▷ Due to a mistake at front reception, new arrivals aren't waking up in a temporarily assigned suite like usual. All new arrivals will wake up in a bathroom somewhere in the Golden Peacock. Steve, bless his heart, chose the wrong button and directed all new arrivals to bathrooms. Why do they even have a "bathroom" button at front reception, anyway? Who is that for?!

▷ Players are encouraged to get creative and have their character wake up in any bathroom location across the resort. Please feel free to reference our LOCATIONS for ideas as to where your character might wake up. As long as it's in a bathroom, it can be anywhere. Almost all locations within the resort have a bathroom!

▷ Not even current character suites are safe. New arrivals may wake up in tubs, toilets, and showers in suite locations as well as general resort locations. For low rank rooms, the communal bathroom is also fair game for sudden new naked arrivals to wake up in.

THE MAIN LOBBY ▷ A welcome station has been set up in the main lobby. After getting their bearings and finding their way to the main lobby after an unexpected bathroom adventure, new arrivals will find racks of plush terrycloth robes and yellow tracksuits. They will also be given a welcome basket with general toiletries and snacks to get them started in the resort. Some gift baskets include special sex toys picked out just for them! They haven't tell anyone about that specific kink before? The house knows its guests well. No need to say anything at all.

▷ Front reception has arranged a welcome party to greet new arrivals and help get them more comfortable. Not because they feel extremely guilty about the bathroom mixup and are hoping that these new arrivals won't complain to the house. Definitely not! With the help of 24K and Birdbucks, new arrivals and guests alike will be treated to alcohol or coffee at the front desk's expense. The fireplaces are roaring and several couches have been set up to create a comfortable atmosphere. Some long-standing guests have joined in to tell stories about how much fun they've had at the resort while enjoying a drink by the fire.

TIME FOR BED... BUT? ▷ Due to the initial mistake at reception there are no empty suites available for new arrivals to borrow. Staff have set up twin-sized cots at the back of the main lobby for new arrivals while sprucing up the situation as a giant slumber party. All new arrivals will be assigned a cot and given a privacy screen. Unfortunately, there isn't much privacy to be had when you're shacking up in a public spot.

▷ Don't worry — this will only be until check-in has been properly completed and guests have been assigned to their correct suite. We're so sorry, please don't complain to the house! Or if you do, blame Steve!

▷ The ghost that haunts the main lobby isn't thrilled about this either. He's just a nice, low-key ghost that likes to watch people and knock over cups at Birdbucks when no one is looking. How is he supposed to do that with these people sleeping in the main lobby? In an effort to spook off these new arrivals, the ghost haunting the main lobby may whisper some odd things into their ears at night. Odd things like, "The person next to you is watching you sleep, you should run away," and "You just farted and everyone knows it was you. You should leave." Surprisingly effective, no?

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 ▷ The flower maze is a winding marvel of foliage boasting over ten feet tall. Like the hedge maze, there are various twists and turns for guests to explore. This maze is a coalition of every flower thinkable, with many squared sections highlighting particular breeds. Bright pops of whites, pinks, and yellows knit with deeper purples, reds, and blues. Trees rich with blossoms hang low. Bushes rich with waxy leaves guide the way to different hidden alcoves and pockets. The flower maze is complicated and very easy to get lost in for hours. However, there is nothing magical or paranormal about it. It's just a flower maze.

▷ Guests may find statues overgrown with ivy within the maze. Despite the flower maze being a new addition to the garden, these statues are marked with age. They are weathered, having survived through the elements despite there being no real weather in the garden. Some statues are chipped and missing appendages. Despite how these old statues feel out of place in a brand new exhibit, they do not give any sense that they aren’t simply decor.

▷ Romantic gazebos have been incorporated into the design of the maze. These are popular rendezvous spots for guests to overlook the sprawling flowers and small ponds on the comfort of a small couch or a swinging bench for two. Some special gazebos have been furnished with daybeds and other comfortable furniture.

▷ Treasure chests can be found hidden throughout the flower maze. Many of these chests are filled with sex toys and lubricants to help players get into the mood to play 52, but not only sex related items are available. Some chests may have clothes, some may have treats, some may even be filled with rocks.

▷ A few mimics have snuck in alongside the treasure chests. When opened, a mimic chest will curse the opener with a horny tongue. For a short period, the cursed individual will find themselves making erotic freudian slips. "How are you doing?" may end up coming out as, "How are you fucking?" While this curse will eventually wear off on its own, the embarrassment is forever.

THE GRAND FLOWER LAWN ▷ Guests that find the heart of the maze will discover the grand flower lawn. Also called the flower sea by staff, this brilliant landscape is covered in a lush carpet of flowers in shades of blue. Blue roses are the crown jewel of the flower sea, carefully dethorned so that guests may spread out on a velvety bed of petals.

▷ It isn’t impossible for our hardworking gardeners to miss a thorn or two. Even with careful checking, a few thorns have escaped scrutinizing staff. Guests pricked by a thorn while on the rose lawn will begin to feel drowsy. Effects may range from light exhaustion to falling into deep slumber. The cure for the rose's thorn curse is a kiss. Don't worry: true love need not apply in this case.

▷ Picnic baskets are available for guests that would like relax out on the lawn. Included in the picnic basket set: a blanket and set of pillows, fruit sandwiches, champagne, small cakes, and cookies. Hot tea and coffee is also available upon request. Staff are happy to accommodate any other special requests as well. Ask and ye shall receive.

SPECIAL LAWN GAMES ▷ All guests lounging on the lawn will receive a cheerful message on their Watch: 【 WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A LAWN GAME? 】

Guests that select the NO option will be left to their snoozing and merriment. Guests that select YES will receive a follow-up message.

▷ 【 Thank you for participating in the Lawn Game. Please choose one of the below options. You will be informed of what surprise task you have chosen after selecting an option. All level one tasks will reward in a small payout upon completion. All level two tasks will reward in a medium payout upon completion. All level three tasks will reward in two extra-large payouts upon completion. 】

LEVEL ONE

【 1♡ 】Serenade another player with a romantic ballad.
【 1♢ 】Perform oral sex on another player.
【 1♧ 】Discover a secret about another player.
【 1♤ 】Steal an item from another player.

LEVEL TWO

【 2♡ 】Confess any romantic crushes you may have to another player. The player need not be one of the crushes in question.
【 2♢ 】Find a unique item to use as a dildo. Allow another player to use this unique item to fuck one or more of your orifices.
【 2♧ 】Describe, in explicit detail, one of your erotic fantasies and/or desires to another player.
【 2♤ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

LEVEL THREE

【 3♡ 】Make passionate love to another player while in the missionary position.
【 3♢ 】Engage in any sex act involving penetration on the Grand Flower Lawn with another player.
【 3♧ 】Participate in a sex act you have never engaged in before with another player.
【 3♤ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

▷ Players will be prompted to select an option without knowing what the corresponding task is. The task will be sent to their Watch after they have selected an option. To see what your character is lucky enough to receive as their task, simply click the dropdown!

▷ There is no penalty for characters that wuss out and are unable to complete their prompt aside from a mocking message to their Watch,【 LOSER, LOSER, LOSER. BIG LOSER. 】

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 ORCHARD ▷ The gardeners are thrilled to present this season's fruit orchard. When the previously closed-off portion of the orchard opens, guests will find that some of the delicious fruit hanging on the trees are ... strange. In collaboration with the Dizzy Pigeon, the gardeners of the conservatory have crossbred several standard fruits to create new fruits with delicious, never before seen flavors. Sure, there are the typical apple and orange trees to pick from, but why not give something new a try? Each of these new breeds have been imagined with paying homage to one of the glorious suits in mind.

▷ ORANGEBERRY: A blend of oranges and blueberries. This delicious new citrus has a hard outer peel but tender flesh inside. Sweet with a slightly tart aftertaste. Bred in homage to the Diamonds suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience heightened sensitivity to touch and temperature for a short period time.

▷ PEARAPPLE: A blend of pears and pineapples. A brilliant combination of mildly sweet with a punch of tang. The outside of this large fruit is rough and prickly. Once cut into, the flesh is firm but juicy. Bred in homage to the Hearts suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense positive emotions, such as a sudden onset of one-sided love or excessive positivity, for a short period of time.

▷ PEAPLUMTO: A blend of peaches, plums, and tomatoes. This succulent fruit is powerfully sweet, with a fuzzy skin and silky inside. A new favorite for juicing. Bred in homage to the Clubs suit. Those who eat this fruit may find themselves being extremely impulsive for a short period of time.

▷ CHERRYUZU: A blend of cherries and yuzu. These tiny bunches of fruit are sour enough to make the strongest-willed person scrunch their face up! Small but powerful, these fruits are satisfying to bite into with a pop. Bred in homage to the Spades suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense negative emotions, such as sudden possessiveness or jealousy, for a short period of time.

THE BUTTERFLY DOME ▷ The butterfly dome is exploding with color. Bright dots of yellow and orange speckle greenery without restraint. An assortment of butterflies lazily fly from buttercup to tulip. These butterflies are unafraid of people and may approach guests, dusting them with the thick pollen that coats their wings before they flutter off elsewhere. The pollen here is thicker than anywhere else in the conservatory. Guests may feel the effects of the sex pollen more strongly while in the butterfly dome. Breathing in pollen for one hour in the butterfly dome is equal to breathing in pollen for several days in the rest of the conservatory.

▷ Several flowers glitter with moisture in the light. Upon closer inspection, guests will find that it isn't morning dew — it's floral nectar. Its light and smoky scent may trigger an intense desire to drink. Guests that give in to the urge and drink the nectar will find themselves overcome with unbearable thirst afterward. No amount of nectar, water, or any other beverage will satisfy. The thirst can only be satisfied by swallowing semen or vaginal fluid. The longer one goes without satisfying the thirst, the thirstier they will become.

BUNS GONE WILD ▷ The normally docile giant flemish rabbits that wander the conservatory have gotten into the spirit of 52 as well. These romantic rabbits have been mating relentlessly since the pollen hit, and now the vegetable patches have been overrun with hundreds of young rabbits looking for food. No vegetable is safe while dozens of baby rabbits are running free, not knowing that they shouldn't eat directly from the patches. Due to the recent vegetable shortage restaurants in the dining quarter have been complaining about not getting their produce deliveries. It's a real problem!

▷ The gardeners have been begging guests to assist in catching these baby rabbits. There are too many for them to catch on their own. Guests who are willing to help will be instructed to catch the young rabbits and deposit them into the large wooden pen built to house them. However, this won't be an easy job — these little rabbits are fast!

▷ While the gardeners can't offer chip payment for the help, they will happily give any guests that assist good plots of land to raise their own vegetables. Rabbit adoption is also on the table!

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 BLOOMING DISEASE ▷ A strain of hanahaki disease is running through the resort. Unlike the typical hanahaki disease that is brought on by one-sided love, this blooming variation has no single discernible cause. The nurses muse that it is perhaps a side effect of the intense pollen from the conservatory, but this is speculation.

▷ Similar to the standard hanahaki disease, the main symptom is coughing up flower petals. However, the blooming strain manifests in many different ways, and doctors have seen variations of petals and vines creeping out from every orifice. Players are welcome to get as creative as they like with how the blooming disease presents.

▷ Doctors will make one point thoroughly clear: while medications are available to ease discomfort, the cure for this subset of hanahaki disease is sex. Only fucking another person will completely eradicate the disease. If the disease is not treated it will progress until the afflicted patient has turned into a monstrous pile of flora themselves.

▷ It is possible to catch the disease more than once. Having sex will cure it but some guests have caught the disease in quick succession, requiring multiple sessions of vigorous fucking. Doctors are unsure as to why some guests only catch the disease once while others are susceptible to catching it multiple times. The nurses gossip about how they think it's those guests particularly desperate for love that are prone to re-catching it, but again — speculation.

ALL HANDS ON DECK ▷ Without enough manpower in the clinic to meet demand, guests that have experience in the medical field have been asked to volunteer their time to help treat those suffering with the illness. Those kind enough to join in the effort to mitigate the disease will be given a full kit of medical supplies, which they will be allowed to keep once their stint in the clinic has finished. For the duration of their time working in the clinic they will be fully considered staff doctors and able to direct both employees and guests as they see fit.

▷ Guests that do not have medical experience but who wish to help in the clinic will also be accepted. While they will not have as much power as experienced guests assigned to the doctor role, they will be onboarded as nurses and given basic tasks. All nurses will be given scrubs which can be kept after their job has been completed. Nurses are expected to defer to doctors but can dictate to patients.

▷ All guests that assist in the clinic will be given an extra-large payout for their efforts. The head doctor in charge will be so grateful that he will be happy to grant any other small favors and gifts if asked. While something like taking one of the patient beds would be too much, he will turn a blind eye to guests who want to pocket items like scalpels and stethoscopes.

CLINIC ENERGY ▷ So many guests have piled into the clinic that private rooms are no longer available. Large rooms will be utilized as group hubs with many patient cots, while smaller rooms normally meant for one patient will be doubled up on. All guests staying in the clinic for treatment will be paired with at least one other patient due to space constraints. Private rooms will be available only for patients separated out for treatment with one of the doctors or nurses.

▷ All of the rooms in the clinic are fully stocked with condoms, lube, and sex toys. After the head doctor announces the cure for the disease, nurses will make sure every room has supplies available for patients to use. They will encourage guests to go ahead and get fucking since it's the only cure! While doctors and nurses are available to fuck as well, they are short-handed, so most patients will have to make do with other patients. To those stubborn guests who don't want to fuck for their health, staff will firmly explain that if the disease progresses they'll be reduced to nothing but a pile of vegetation.

▷ Patients with particularly bad cases of the disease will not be allowed to leave the clinic until they are cured. Patients that have only been lightly affected will be given a prescription to fuck and sent on their way, with strict instructions to return if they do not fuck and the disease progresses.

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

▶ 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.

OOC NOTES

GAME UPDATE | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS
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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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

I wasn't the one who wrote a poem about riding me.

[So.... Take that!

But... He would actually love to give her a ride one day. In the non-sexual way, of course. Really, he would. Just living in their own little world while ignoring everything else. But of course this is Soundwave we're talking about, here. His pride alone prevents him from admitting to want this fantasy made into reality.

But like he said, if she asked him to take her out on a ride, he wouldn't hesitate. Hell, he might even give her a ride of a lifetime So... He'd wait for the day she asked for it instead. And when they find a suitable place for a joy ride. He's on the record for having the most reddest face ever. Monika is making his flush worse with her sweet words and the boop to his nose.]

I... Would you like to keep writing about me.

[His pride wars with gratitude and appreciation for the poem she dedicated to him, it wars between him not deserving of such things and wanting them, but the poem ultimately is a welcome balm to his spark. Though he's extremely flustered and frazzled, it also soothes him inside. It makes him happy. It makes him feel as if he's special to her. Maybe even loved.... Ah, he shouldn't be thinking her this way. It's just a friendly gesture.

Though it's getting increasingly difficult to keep going back to the friendly excuse with the gestures she keeps making, like resting her forehead on him. It feels nice... ]

We didn't have any time for things like this. We were in a war for... Over four million years.

[Which was basically most of his lifespan. It's not like he never had any sweet moments with his past friends before. Plenty were made during their time together since they first found him at the dreg while he was off living on a dirty street. But in regards to gifts... he can't say he received any like the poem she wrote.]

So... Thank you, Monika. You make me... happy, as well, and I'll be happy if you... keep giving me things like this. [Gosh, still so difficult to admit that, but there's one more thing he wants say. It's a request, rather.] Could you... read the poem to me again? So, I can commit it to my memory.

Maybe you're not the car, then! Maybe I wrote it about some other meanie from another planet!

[ Take that!!! Really, though, she had to change "him" into a car, because imagining the real him flying around in his vehicle mode was somehow way too fantastical to work. How could he get off the ground? They'd never get anywhere!

She would like to get inside of him, however. Again, non-sexually! Her experience with vehicles is nonexistent, and at least this is one she wouldn't have to break into to get the experience. They wouldn't have to move at all. Just talking into the wee hours of the morning would be nice, maybe until she falls asleep. But if they really wanted a joyride experience, even a few loops around the parking garage would be fun. Maybe he'll even let her pretend to drive! Because if he can't drive himself, they're liable to destroy a lot of cars. That'd make the experience even more memorable!

Smiling to herself, she peeks over at his slumbering body. Someday. ]

I'll always write about you. That way, you'll stay close to my heart.

[ Wh-Whoa, that wasn't something she meant to let slip! It's platonic closeness! Totally platonic! So, anyway, war and stuff. Good topic. Ahem. ]

Ah. Yeah! That makes a lot of sense. I mean, it sucks a lot. [ She sighs a little. ] To be living, but not really living for yourself...

[ There's a hesitation, then she reaches up to stroke one of his flushed cheeks to give him some comfort. To think she'd have nothing but thoughts of how cute he is running through her mind. That, and how happy it makes her to hear these things. ]

It's no problem. And, gosh...who knew my silly little poem would get you to open up like this? I definitely think that's earned you another reading. I may have to charge you for the next one, though~

[ Her gaze returns to her notebook as she settles back against him. ] I'll take a picture and send it to you. Or I can write a copy on some cute stationery. I'll make sure you have it whenever you want.

[ She takes one of his hands, running her fingers over his knuckles as she reads. Her tone's softer, like she's changed the tune from a silly song to a quiet ballad. Their whimsical journey has become something more. Something...sweeter. ]

[Stay close to-!!!! That gets an undignified sputter out of him. Did he hear that one right? As if his chest isn't already heating up, it's now as if someone is cooking up a fire inside his chest.]

Wh-what are you saying... Foolish Monika.

[He didn't use stupid or idiot, but regardless there's vague affection behind the namecalling. Not even the monotone can hide the little affections sprouting inside him.

He didn't meant to damper the light mood they're having by bringing up war, but it at least explained how he never had much time for anything.... or even able to experience normalcy until he found Monika. Let's move on.

His blush isn't going away, especially with that gentle stroking to his flushed cheeks, but the warmness of her palm against him draws in some amount of comfort at least. Between her slip up and the gentle stroking, it's difficult to not think that she may hold some feelings towards him. And it's difficult to ignore his own towards her.

Something platonic.... Right?]

How much will you charge? [Because he's willing to pay to have her read to him.] A... Picture would be good. I wouldn't mind a copy on some stationery, as well... If you have the time.

[With Monika settled against him, he scoots closer so his hips join hers. His other hand ghosts his finger over Monika's arm as well, returning her her soft gesture to his knuckle. As she reads, he sinks further into his imagination. Her change of tone brings about new emotions. The desire changes into something more... softer and quieter. A quiet ride through the wind with Monika resting on his seat.

It's much more sweeter than her whimsy tone earlier. Once she's done reading, he softly mutters:]

Thank you, Monika.

Edited (Change some words) 2024-05-24 05:03 (UTC)

[ He sure is acting strange! What in the world could she have possibly said to have him so worked up? Definitely nothing that might imply she has feelings for him. Heck, with how he's acting, she might have no choice but to think he's got feelings for her, too! Because using "foolish"? That's a new one.

Maybe she should...test the waters a bit. She thinks she has the right poem to do that. ]

If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise.

[ This foolish girl can spout wisdom! She's spent plenty of time devouring books at Swan Lake, you see. Thankfully, all those are free, otherwise she'd have no money at all. Then again, no price is too high in the pursuit of knowledge! Especially when she can find quotes that make her feel like she's setting up a theme for a Literature Club meeting, or, in his case, subtly hinting at her schemes.

Some self-satisfied, almost sneaky energy simmers under all her happiness once she's finished her second read. Now, the real testing can begin. ]

You don't have to thank me, Soundy. [ A new nickname! A way less annoying one! Much more fond and sweet. Apparently, she's capable of that. ] Whenever I write something for someone, all I want is knowing it's made you feel something. Everything else is a fun bonus.

[ This notebook's shut, then she moves on to another one. Being one of her newer ones, it's not nearly as full as the others--she's only made it about a third of the way through the pages. She idly flips through, pretending as if she doesn't know exactly which one she wants to find. ]

I can give you copies of whichever poems you'd like. But~ If you want another, I think the price will be... [ Gotta pretend to think! ] I know! You have to write something in one of my notebooks. Nothing like a poem or anything! Just...whatever you'd like, so I always have that. Even if it's just your name.

[ After placing her hand over the poem she's chosen, she turns her head to kiss his cheek, a gesture that's meant to be beyond friendly. Probably because her mouth is creeping towards his with each subsequent kiss. ]

Do we have a deal~?

[Wow, that's some wisdom being handed to him. Though what is she trying to imply with that poem? That he's foolish? That his continued effort in his ~~denial~~ folly is going to lead to some sort of revelation later...? He doesn't know what she's talking about! He's totally being normal!

Soundy, though, is new. Well, not exactly new, someone already had used that nickname before, albeit mockingly rather than... affectionately. Who knew Monika could actually come up with a sweet nickname for once!

There's a war going on inside him. First, his pride against gratitude and appreciation. And now it's against the sweetness radiating off Monika. His pride is taking quite a beating today, and Monika being utterly sweet to him all of a sudden is making him confused and dizzy in his head. Worse of all, he likes it, likes the new nickname for him, and it's just simply making him fall in l--

Er... He should focus back on the topic of poem.]

Then, you should know that your writing did made me feel. Several strong emotions, I'd add.

[The first poem elicited sadness and even empathy from him. Then the second brought joy, happiness, and sweetness. And a... forbidden word that starts with "L".

Soundwave entire body tenses at the kiss to his cheek, then his entire body trembles. He knows they've been kissing a lot, too much for mere friendship, really. However, this set of kisses she's giving him shouldn't make him flare up inside too much, and yet it does. Especially when he realizes where her lips are headed. At first he doesn't notice it, thinking she was being too affectionate with this many kisses, but her lips inches closer to his mouth... ]

Deal. I'll write on your notebook. [A pause] If I asked for another poem, do I have to "pay" now? Because I... wish to come up with something first, so if you would give me some time instead. Simply putting down my name isn't... satisfactory.

[He wonders why he said that at the end. Monika doesn't seem to mind him if he just write down his name, and he could be done with that. Easy payment. But for what odd reason, he feels it would be unsatisfying. No, it has to be something... Something special. Something she could cherish. Something that would make her happy.

For now, he stays his head, lips tremble and pucker slightly, ready for Monika to claim his lips herself. One of his hand finds Monika's to intertwine their fingers, squeezing her gently, wordlessly asking for her to properly seal their lips together. Please.]

Ahaha. If I got that many emotions out of you? Then I may just feel like the best writer ever~

[ Her kisses stop, and her head tilts slightly from intrigue at his insistence to write more. She'd been serious about needing only the bare minimum, since whatever she got would make her happy to stare at for hours. Just in case, well...the worst did happen, and he left her again. She needed to hoard as much of his presence as she could this time. Pictures, words, memories, just like the poems scattered across all the pages before them. Something to keep her warm whenever she had to be alone.

She swallows. Her heart pounds. Maybe she's onto something. ]

I'll give you a day. I'll even let you break in a new notebook if you want. Something...just for you.

[ But while she's full of doki doki madness, that's not going to stop her from being awful. He gets one last peck to the corner of his mouth, his lips denied the kiss he craves. As always, she's got a flair for the dramatic, giving something to keep her audience wanting more.

She just has to know how much he wants her. ]

Well, now that that's settled, I can get to reading! This one is called "Gem". It's extra fitting because a flower is the main focus. You can pick what color you think it is, even! I didn't have one in mind when I wrote it, so that'll probably make it more fun!

[ This lying little tart. To make things worse, she's not going to read this one all at once. She's going to reveal each stanza one at a time, keeping the rest covered with her free hand until she's read the previous ones. That'll give him plenty of time to assign whatever meanings he wants to what she's written. And maybe, just maybe, he'll figure out who it's written about.

Spoilers: it's him again. ]

I found a flower flourishing in the snow.
It gave me pause. Surely its roots were frozen?
I stepped slowly to the frigid bloom
to see such an impossibility up close.

[ Monika sneaks a glance at him in her peripheral, then uncovers the next stanza. ]

I knelt in the drift and reached out,
expecting a burning touch--
not from fire, but from ice.
I was shocked to find the warmth brush my fingertips,
smoldering softly beneath the velveteen skin.

[ Funny, really, how this evokes a memory of hers, of resting against his metal the day they first met. He wasn't cold. He was warm and alive. A hidden gem no one else has managed to find. One just for her.

Two stanzas are left, but she pauses there again, smiling to herself. Isn't she so lucky? ]

[While Soundwave isn't much of a writer nor is he as creative as Monika, a day is more than enough time for him to come up with a writing of his own. And maybe... If he hears another poem of hers, he might even be hit with an inspiration.]

Ah...

[He could only let that small sound out when Monika pulls back and starts to get to her next reading. He's been denied a kiss. His head turns to Monika with his mouth agape, looking like he's about to say something, then closes it. Then, he looks away, as if to hide that he was pining for the kiss. That certainly leaves him wanting.

No no, he shouldn't be thinking like that! Surely, they'll have another moment where their lips are connected sooner rather than later... Although, it would be nice to receive a kiss now after all that tease she did.

Whatever, Monika's about to read her next poem, and so he gives her his full attention once again, ignoring the want burning in him. His head tilts curiously to the side when he notices her hand covering the poem. Why is the covering the rest of the stanzas, though. Curious, but he doesn't say much when she begins to read.

The first stanza doesn't have much of a reaction on his face. But that's typical of him. He doesn't really react much (aside from being flustered around Monika) but just because he isn't showing much reaction, that doesn't mean he isn't trying to interpret her poem, and it seems that Monika is giving him time to do so. Fine by him. It would be fun to interpret and get a deeper insight of Monika.

He's thinking, one hand cupping his chin while he wracks his own brain module. But then, he catches the glance she gives to him, nearly squeaks in surprise, and then bashfully looks away. She's covering the stanzas anyway, so no point to look down at her writing on the notebook until she uncovers them all. He can just listen to her lovely voice.

For now, based on the first stanza, Monika- that'll be who he assigned the POV. She's the writer, after all. In any case, a flower flourishing in the snow... An impossible event Monika has come across. He wonders if it's a literal flower, or if the flower supposed to represent something else impossible that Monika experienced? Perhaps the resort itself? Need more info.

Then, comes the second stanza. His head tilts to the side. This one Soundwave is a little loss on what to assign the meaning of it, aside from it being an impossible thing to have occurred. A frozen flower in the snow, yet it gives warm to the touch instead of cold as one may expected. Something about this impossibility she found and expected to hurt her, but instead gave her warmth? Acting on her carelessness and lack of self-preservation to touch things that may potentially be dangerous? Hmmmmm. Besides that, she titled the poem "Gem", yet there's no mention of gem so far. Hm....

It doesn't hit him just yet that she's talking about him. After all, he wouldn't think she would have another poem written about him, but perhaps if she uncovers more?]

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[ The way he looked at her after being denied...yeah, she absolutely thinks she's onto something. That's a scary, exciting thought. They can't be more than friends, she knows this, but what if...?

Her hand slips out of his, then slides to his back and lightly strokes up and down. In their time apart, she's obviously been learning the art of seduction. How to be a wily little witch that drags in unsuspecting prey to do her bidding. But, instead of trying to drag him into her sheets, she wants to drag him deeper into a vulnerable state. What would he reveal if she batters down more of the walls he keeps up?

Her reading continues. ]

This affront to nature, this challenge to its might
lived bright and staid amongst the white,
hoping to prove even in the drafts of dark,
there will always remain a sparkling spark.

[ Hmmmmm. Who could she have possibly given a nickname that has something like "spark" in it? Hmmmmmmmm.

Last stanza. And now, her eyes stay on his, because she has the words memorized. As much as she worked on this one, they're all burned into her heart. He won't need his powers to feel the passion in her voice. ]

This seed prevailed. It dreamed to grow and push to show
that, no matter how barren the craggy land,
with enough time and devotion, effort and emotion,
little can contain the beating of my heart.

[ With that, the entire poem's revealed. He can read it at his leisure. In the meantime, she'll keep watching him, a small, knowing smile pulling at her mouth, all while her fingers tap a heartbeat rhythm on his back.

Come on, Soundy. You can do it. She believes in you! ]

[Sparkling spark.... That's when it hits him that she may be talking about him. Who else but hum has a spark. That single line provided context for him to figure out that....

He is the flower. He is one with a frosty and cold demeanor, yet the cold exterior melts away in Monika's touch to grant her warmth.

Upon realizing that, he turns his eyes back to Monika just to find her already looking at him instead of looking down at her notebook. She has it memorized, too.... Instead of pulling his gaze away, he keeps it trained to hers, listening to the last stanza, listening to the passion in her voice. The passion is ... Unmistakable.

Is she.....? The implication is too strong for it to be anything else.]

This is... About me. No, about... You and me.

[His gaze turns down to the now revealed poem, then flicks back up at Monika.]

I...

[He chokes. He doesn't know what to say. Words, questions and feelings are swarming his head, but none dares to leave his lips, stuck in his throat. He's touched. Curious. Scared. Loved...

His hand trembles, then he seeks to clench a fist on the mattress to stop it from visibly trembling so much. The fingers behind him tapping to the rhythm of a heartbeat he's grown familiar of, thanks to Monika.... The tapping brings comfort. Just enough to bring his voice back, albeit quaking a little.]

Do you... Truly feel that way about... Me? [He leaves it vague enough as to what he meant with feel. A scary, exciting thought comes to mind, as he waits for an answer.]

[ Her smile just about splits her face in two. This is the moment she loves the most when it comes to writing. The connection. Mutual understanding. When exploring feelings leads to discoveries that inspire a change, no matter how small.

She knew it was right to believe in him. ]

It is. I guess the flower's blue, huh~?

[ Her eyes peek over at his real body, then she giggles and looks back to his avatar. Poor thing. He's so like her, isn't he? So unused to the idea of affection. She's getting better at it, though. If only a lot of that learning had been with him, but whatever snatches of knowledge she can gain from him are always worth it. In turn, he can learn, and together, they can be a little less broken, a little more whole.

Monika sets her notebook aside, then wraps both of her arms around him in a gentle hug. It's probably a lot to handle, having this revealed to him, because she's freaking out inside just a little, too. But, as long as no super powerful L-words come out, it's fine! They can feel whatever, as long as it's kept safely controlled. ]

Of course I feel that way about you, you silly mech. [ See? She can be properly vague back! ] You're the pretty flower in a place I didn't expect to find it.

[ At last, she grants him the kiss he wants, soft and sweet. ]

My grumpy gem.

[Guess he found out what the gem in the title referred to.

Neither of them are willing to say the L-word. Which is fine. Otherwise, it may actually break his mind if she has said the word. He can... Simply interpret whatever shared vague feelings they may have towards each other without outright saying, allowing each of their feelings stay at a measured, controlled level.

Thanks to that, he doesn't freak our when she finally gives him the kiss he wanted. In fact, he accepts it easily, just as before. It's such a soft and sweet kiss, but at the same time, it's the most powerful kiss he's ever had with her so far.]

My foolish Monika.

[His emotions are running wild inside him, intermingling with what he can sensed from her, but it's still at a stage where he can maintain his stoic facade, even if that facade is gradually breaking with every second spent with Monika.

But even among the whirlwind of emotions tearing inside him, there's just one thing clear in his head:]

I want you....

[And he doesn't mean it in a sexual way, either. Though to avoid such misunderstand, he refrains from touching her inappropriately. His arms wraps around her neck and his lips press back for another kiss. Then, another. And then, another. Each kiss is soft and sweet.

This is all he wanted and satisfied with. Just being in each other's embrace, kissing languidly until either one is satisfied or Monika pulls away. Doesn't matter how many minutes or hours passed... Soundwave doesn't intend to stop giving her kisses on the lips anytime soon.]

[ Mmm, what a feeling, the gentle tingles that travel along her spine and spread across every inch of her body. This is something different. It's not quite sexual, but it feels just as amazing. It's like they're directly connected in a way she's imagined, but didn't know was actually possible.

She can't wait to write a poem about this. ]

I never knew I'd find someone calling me dumb all the time would make me so happy...

[ That's only possible with someone you L-word, if that was the type of word they were going to use. Even better is knowing he feels the same way. God, if she doesn't keep herself contained, this happiness she's feeling might go completely supernova and explode. Oh, to want and be wanted.

They're definitely on the same page. With passion of this level, sex would be a distraction. She simply wants to kiss and feel. She quickly loses count of how many times their lips meet, even more so when she pulls him down with her into her pillows to give him a million more. Heck, she may just switch over to kissing his faceplate while he idles nearby, even if he probably won't feel it. Every bit of him deserves this.

But...she can't bring herself to move. Not just yet. Not with him there in front of her, making more of her dreams come true. ]

Do you want to stay in for the rest of the day? We can do more tomorrow.

[ There will be a tomorrow. If this place dares to rip him away from her again so soon, she'll fucking riot. ]

It's just...so nice having you right here. [ Reaching up, she lightly brushes some hair from his face, then in she goes for yet another kiss. ] Right where I've always wanted you.

[It's entirely different. Somehow, this is bringing out greater feelings than any sex they've had before. It's sweeter. It's passionate. Not that their sex wasn't the best or anything like that. But this is achieving stronger feelings to swirl inside him. The closest sex had ever given these sweetness and passion to him is when they did it with his real body.

Not that he plans to go there today with her. Besides the fact they basically all of their plans today to tomorrow, and he has faith that there will be a tomorrow for them, he's simply satisfied with just kissing Monika and doing nothing more.]

Odd. I feel the same... when you keep calling me a jerk.

[Though he doesn't need much incentive at this point, Monika pulling him down only spurs him to kiss her hundreds... thousands... Countless times with few words exchange between them. Maybe he changes to peck at her cheek, or nose, or forehead, so it wouldn't be too monotonous, but he'll always find himself kissing her lips the most times. She tastes the most sweetest, there.

All he cares about are her lips, her arms wrapped around him, and her body flushed against him. Even if Monika can move to his idle true body, Soundwave currently isn't letting his embrace go, arms and legs hugging her, nearly possessive while he goes in for another kiss. At some point, he will let go and she may go to his true body and... well, figure out how to kiss with his faceplate on the best they can, or simply let their desires run wild like they are doing now.]

I do. We'll do what we planned tomorrow.

[A gentle brush to her cheek with his fingers, then he captures her lips once again.]

Only you... are important to me tonight. Nothing else, but you.

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Good. [ And, of course: ] Jerk.

[ Which shouldn't be surprising. It's one of her love languages, apparently, being a jerk to the ones she likes the most. It must mean she really, really likes him!

More than that, she's liking--because, again, no strong L-words here--how much he's refusing to let her go. Even after all she's done to him, he's here in her arms, holding her as if he's afraid she'll leave. Or maybe...he doesn't want anyone else to have her?

She likes that. Her desire for the same increases. Her arms wrap around him tighter, one kiss in particular threatening to dip into a more dangerous territory. There's a desire to devour every ounce of affection he gives. To devour him. Nothing makes her happier, it seems, than the idea that just Monika is the focus of someone's life. ]

You don't want anyone else, right?

[ Her kisses travel down to his neck, landing directly over the spot she'd bitten earlier. While she won't be doing that again, it's clear her thoughts are focused on that recent memory. She clutches him harder, wrapping herself around him tightly enough that it'll hinder his movement. ]

That's how it'll always be.

[ Delusion never dies for her, even in the midst of sweet romance. ]

Idiot.

[Add that to his newly conjured love language, and several variants of idiot he could think of for her. Who knew petty little insults could be used so affectionately.]

No. Only you, Monika. I have... No need for anyone else.

[His movement is hindered, but it's not like he cares too much about moving around when he has Monika wrapped around his arms. And so does hers around him. Both of them aren't willing to let the other go, and... he likes that. Truly an experienced he doesn't get often, lying down on the bed with someone he... likes- none of that strong wording -and being in each other's embrace. He could just live like this for hours.

A soft inhale, and then a purr rumbles in his throat as Monika kisses his neck, each kiss giving a slightly tingle running down his spine, arching his back, pressing his body flushed against Monika's.

Crimson eyes blinks down in mild surprise when her lips suddenly stops moving. Then... ah. He remembers now. That spot is where Monika bit him... where she stained her lips with his own blood. That certainly triggers the memory, and yet, even when he thinks it was all messed up, it brings about more warmth into his already hot chest.

"That's how it'll always be", huh. That'll be nice. But so far, in this resort, he's the only person he'll ever need.

His hand comes up to the back of her head to give some gentle stroking and patting. Though with her face no longer right in front of his face, he can settle with simply giving languid kisses to her head. At the same time, his fingers run through her damp hair a several number of times, before he brings her hair to his face, eyes close, as he takes in the scent of fresh shampoo.]

You smell sweeter than earlier... when we reunited in the morning. [Though this is a sweet, soft moment, he can't help but let out a little tease.]

[ Her thighs squirm and shift against his. She really isn't trying to get turned on, but hearing him give her exactly what she wants? It makes pleasure shoot straight to her loins, so intense that she's left a little breathless. For a moment, she pants against his neck, forcing herself to calm down. Thankfully, she can't show any very obvious signs of how hot for this bot she is.

Maybe this does make her a little idiotic? Oh well. So be it. ]

Tell me how much you need me lots and lots, okay? [ She giggles like the smitten little thing she is. ] Nothing will make me happier...

[ Aside from kidnapping him forever--wait, no. Never mind that.

She'll enjoy this. Nuzzle into his neck and chest, warm and content, getting petted and purring louder than he did. This is another of her small dreams, much like sitting at the beach and watching a sunset. Nothing's better than being in the arms of someone she like-likes, cuddling for hours, getting spoiled with touches and insulted.

Wait. Her head pops up and a petulant glare is aimed his way. This jerk! ]

Har-de-har, you asshole. [ He's been upgraded from jerk. He's welcome. ] I didn't expect to have someone in my bathroom, especially when I'm usually in this room alone.

[ Just for that, she scoots back just a bit, enough that she can aim a small kick at his metal arm. He deserved to get his actual body hit for that. ]

And to think I was going to offer to get you whatever room service you wanted! [ A huff. ] I think I'll get you nothing but a cup of motor oil! Then you can use that to fly back to the parking garage!

Ow. [That was the most deadpan "ow" ever muttered in the universe.] I deserve that.

[Despite what he said, he snickers at the end, finding her indignant face amusing.... and cute. But he really does deserved that kick, so he'll let it slide. For a second, he thinks to tease her for being so violent, but then the flower picnic memory comes back and.... Yeah.

Anyway, it's nothing more than a little tease, but he'll make it up to Monika by giving her forehead soft kisses, and then a single but longer kiss to her lips. Tough that he may not be getting room service for his tease, but honestly he doesn't it need. It helped that he already had filled up his empty tank with oil.]

Mm.... I do not need room service, nor do I feel the return to the parking garage. I only need you to quench my thirst. I'm satiated just by being with you. Monika is all I need to live... happily.

[Um... Is that a bit too--- Nevermind, it's out there now, he likes her, and she said that it'll make her happier to know how much he needs her, right? None of what he said is a lie anyway, he truly means a lot to him.

He finally lets her hair falls down from his hand, then said hand cups her cheek, coaxing her face to stay looking at him, so he may sneak in to steal her breath once again.]

I need you a lot, Monika. So much so that I... Wish to be by your side forever.

I'm glad you agree! Jerk.

[ Even if she has a feeling that deadpan nonsense was the most sarcastic thing ever. At least he makes up for it with the affection she deserves. Such a jerk. She grumbles into the kiss, but it sounds more amused than anything.

Such a jerk, but at least he's her jerk. ]

I just figured I'd get you something since you said you wanted something organic. [ She still thinks he means that in the bougie way, not the human food way. ] But if you only need me...

[ It might be nice to go back to pretending he's the Player for a while, because then her dreams-become-reality would absolutely be perfect. He said he's never played a video game, but maybe he made an exception for her. Silly Soundwave, playing so coy. She'll allow it.

She shivers. She'll allow anything if he keeps saying he wants her forever. Is it possible to bring their bodies any closer? She's damn well going to try. ]

If you don't want food, though, I guess I'll have to give you what you want, then. [ He's beaten to stealing a kiss, hers long and indulgent. ] You'll have me forever, because I need you that much, too.

[ After staring into his eyes for a while, heart swelling with not-love, she ponders if what she wants to ask will bring the mood down. Curiosity eventually gets the best of her, however. ]

If...you could be with me on Earth. Or wherever else. Somewhere that's not here. Um, just as a hypothetical. Would you feel the same?

Whatever happened to calling me that word?

[He's too dignified to say "asshole", sorry.

Though genuine surprise and confusion flits across his face when she mentioned about him wanted something organic. Uh... Did he ever say something about wanting something organic? He doesn't recall at all.

Oh well, he must've misheard her or something. Plus, it doesn't seem as important when all he cares most about is giving affection and having them return to him. Monika is all he needed.

A good shiver runs down his spine when Monika beats him to stealing a kiss. This girl... he was supposed to be giving her a kiss! But, no matter who initiates or who gets to steal a breath first, it's nice all the same, and Soundwave happily accepts this long, indulgent meal. No food or drink can be as satisfying as Monika's lips pressing on his. Monika wouldn't be the only one trying, though- he wants to be as close to her as physically possible. His arms are back to wrap around her body, clutching her clothes and bringing her closer until their breasts are squished together.

When it ends, he's treated to her emerald staring deep into his crimson, and his hand cupping her cheek gives her a gentle rub. What an odd question to ask, though? It at least doesn't seem to bring the mood down, as he continues to give her affection, his thumb brushes over her lips, while his eyes remain staring deep into Monika.]

The location shouldn't change how I feel about you, Monika. I would still feel the same. I need to be by your, and... nothing can change that. [He tilts his head down until his forehead touches against hers, lightly nuzzling.] Because without you... I have no one.

[He... Used to have people. Friends. Friends he could rely on.... But they aren't here. Nor would Soundwave expects to see them alive anymore if he could come back to his home universe, if it's even possible for him to come back. All he has with him is Monika, and he can't let go of her. Ever.

His chest overheats, and he could feel something swirling inside his chest, anticipating for his request]

Monika, tell me again... How much you need me.

Hm? I can't remember what word you mean.

[ Keep trying to be "dignified" around her. It's not going to end well. He should know this by now! Because if he doesn't specify, she's going to escalate to more crass words. She's learned plenty since their last meeting! But even if he doesn't fall for that bait, she'll soon find a way to be an asshole to him. After she's a different kind of asshole first, anyway. While her question had initially been serious, her brain quickly began to twist his answer into something darker. ]

Well...maybe. I'd hope so. I just sort of figured, you know, if you were back with people that weren't me...you'd forget about me. Even if you say that, everyone's got someone.

[ No, this is not irrational jealousy rearing its ugly head. Yes, this is her being manipulative. Which is why this is now the part where he reassures her that she's the only one! No one else! Because if there is someone, she'd like to know who she's up against. With enough determination, she can get rid of any and all competition!

But! That's not something she has to worry about anytime soon. Not unless he dares to look at someone here at the resort. Back to being mean to him in a different way, then. ]

What do I get for telling you what you want? [ She "pouts", easing out of his hold. ] You were so mean to me, saying I was stinky when we're supposed to be having a special moment together...

[ Think fast! She's rolled over and pulled a pillow over her head. No more meeting of their tits! No kissing! No touching at all! Not until you show your (friendly) devotion, Soundwave! ]

You're so mean, Waveypoo!

[ Good thing his hearing is so good. That was muffled as hell. ]

[....... No. He's not going to take the bait. She's going to escalate to further silliness, and so promptly drops the subject. But he's going to take the other bait, fall into her manipulation.

That snicker and the soft expression on him falls apart almost immediately over the accusation. Genuine surprise paints his face at the insinuation that he'd forget about his special friend, and for once his tone actually changes, even though it's him panicking. Way to play with his spark, Monika.]

What? How could you say I'd forget about you? You are... too precious to me at this point. You are the only one who matters. Otherwise--

[He actually will be alone. He has no one alive back home. Hell, even if she still has at least a someone back home, Monika is too important to him now that he's afraid to be separated from her. He's not sure what game she's trying to play at, here, but it has Soundwave at a slight panic and try to reassure her that she is that important to him.

She's being too irrational about this. It's nonsensical to be jealous over something that may not even happen! However, the next one... Well, okay, he'll admit he was being mean with his tease, but still-- At least the dumb nickname persists, so in a way, he knows he's not in actual trouble. But, he would like to continue with their canoodling.]

I thought... It would be fun to tease you. [He reconnects with her by pressing his front against her, hands placing on her shoulders. He may not be able to whisper his devotion to her ear with the pillow over her head, but he'll raise his volume so Monika can hear him.] I apologize. If you tell me what I want, I'll do anything you want. You can... do or tell me anything, and I will do it.

[ It's a good thing she's still under the pillow. He won't be able to see her excited look and grin of devious awe. It was that easy? No questions whatsoever. Just immediately falling prostrate at her feet, begging for her attention. That feels just as good as hearing how badly he needs her...

Ohh, what an awful mistake he's made. This is a great and terrible power. And to think, she thought it'd only be of use when they were having sex! She really shouldn't enjoy it so much, but what choice does she have? He's asking for her to be this way! And so she shall be. ]

Really? [ That wibbling in her voice is fake as hell. ] You mean it?

[ What's something dumb and annoying? Hmmmm. ]

Even if I ask you to give me a piggyback ride around my room?

[ She lifts an arm and blindly points towards his idling body. Mostly. She's off by a few feet, but he'll get the gist. ]

For as long as I want?

[If it wasn't for that incredibly sweet and soft moment they were having, showing his vulnerable side, and the desire for Monika, he wouldn't be so desperate for her attention.

Okay, he's not dumb to fall for that fake wibbling tone of hers.

But that request.... ]

I...

[What an annoying and dumb request. Of course this brat just have to be a brat, huh. Monika can't see it but he's pouting at her really hard right now. So annoyed!

But..... if it's just in the room. Urgh...]

Yes. You may even ask me to do that... For as long as you want.

[He won't even call out the fake tone she did earlier.]

But, before I do that-- [Oh, he's making a bargain, too] You will have to tell me how much you want me before I give you a.... ugh, piggyback ride.

[ See?! Great and terrible power! He not L-words her so much, he's willing to be her steed for however long she wants! He'd better prepare for her to pretend she's waving a lasso around soon. She's going to use this opportunity to annoy the crap out of him to its fullest. ]

And then we can go out to the main lobby, right~?

[ There's a barely-contained giggle, then she shoves the pillow away and rolls over to face him. Just for being a perfectly subservient bot, he gets a quick peck on the lips. ]

Ahahaha! Just kidding~ I know you'd probably throw me in a trashcan and leave if I asked you to do that. Not that I'd deserve it. Like I said, you're so mean, Waveypoo.

[ Says the one being the real asshole here... ]

Fiiiine. How do you want me to tell you? Words? Hugs? [ She rubs her nose against his. ] Tons of kisses~?

[She's lucky he likes her enough for him to willingly be her steed. But that doesn't erase the annoyance level rising up at her being a brat.

Of course, he'll still take the blame for derailing their love-... Uh, friend-making kisses. Yeah.]

No.

[Ah, is it any surprise that Soundwave immediately rejected the idea. Thankfully, she isn't serious about it, or he might actually dump her in a trash can. Though he won't leave her and will carry a smelly Monika back to her suite.

Thankfully for the biggest meanie in this room, that won't happen.]

Mm. [He hums, rubbing his nose back, feigning a thoughtful look as he considers his option. But of course he already has the answer in mind, even before Monika voiced her options. But before that, he leans in to press a quick kiss to her lips. Several quick kisses, as if to make up for the lost time they had being petulant meanies.

Then, after wrapping his arms around her, Soundwave rolls down on his bed and easily brings Monika to rest on top of him instead. There, their "proper" position. With Monika on top and him below her. Finally, he gives an answer.] All three. In whichever order you wish to do them.

[If he's not shy to say it, he love kisses the most. Well, he's already gave her tons of kisses at the start, but nothing wrong with receiving and wanting more kisses.]

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