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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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[ It's sunk in that it probably took a lot of work to keep the avatar going all night, since he's hinted at that being a strain on him sometimes. How sweet of him...
The appreciation dries up when he talks to her like she's a toddler trying to break open a bottle of pills. Huffing, she pulls her hand away, stomping ahead. He can walk on his own if he wants to bonk her like a toddler, too! ]
I don't want to eat it, you asshole! [ Oooh, his insult's been upgraded again! ] I wanted to learn more about you! It's not like I know much. Maybe if I helped a little with the process, I could learn something!
[ And maybe she wanted to find another place on him that'd be annoying to poke at, but that's not important! She wanted to be nice. Too bad; all ruined! Now he gets to watch her walking away. Bye!
...She also flips him off over her shoulder. The resort's corrupting her, and it's not code that's getting messed up. Blame the people she's been hanging around. ]
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Also, geez. Who taught her such an uncouth gesture.
With a huff, he follows after her. With how much longer his legs are to her, he could easily catch up to her from behind. With the silence hanging in the air above them, it does give Soundwave some time to ruminate. The more he thinks, the more he's feeling bad about what assumption he made towards her, and knowing that she wanted to learn more about him, it does touched him a little deep inside. With another huff...]
Perhaps what I've said was unwarranted. I apologize.
[There. She managed to make him feel bad all on his own. Though, honestly, if he knew that she's also doing this just so she'd find a place to annoy him, he probably wouldn't try to placate Monika.]
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Soon enough, they're nearly to the clinic. Her arms have been crossed out of petulance for most of their quiet journey, but it's easy enough to tell she's not entirely upset. Just a bit disappointed. ]
You don't have to apologize. [ Pause. ] Well, no. I like that. You should do that more often.
[ What? As if she's going to turn down something so rare! ]
Just...let me learn a few things? Pretty please?
[ They've arrived. Ever so polite, she gestures for him to enter first. ]
I'd like to know more about my best friend. That's all.
[ "Best friend", huh? Another upgrade! A mild one, since she can't use a stronger word and all. ]
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Knowing that it's a genuine desire to learn about him, it just makes him feel even more terrible about the comments he made earlier. But he swallows it down. Monika seems to accept his apology, and that's all that matters. Best friend, though? That... Definitely fits their mildly friendly relationship. Right, mildly and friendly. He not only struggle to use a stronger word to describe this, but he's still refusing to acknowledge it.]
I am... fine with that.
[Before he enters the clinic first, he extends a hand out towards Monika to take.
Either way, he meets up with the receptionists and gives them only two words. "Energon". "Fizzy". And seems like they know what he wanted and quickly excuses themselves. The clinic seems awfully busy today, but Soundwave pays no mind to the surrounding whatsoever.
He needs his sustenance, and it looks like they procure his needs rather quickly. Nice, quick service! The nurse comes back to him with what appear to be three bottle flasks. After taking them off their hands, Soundwave gives them an appreciative nod and leads Monika out of the clinic. One of his forearms' metal slides open to reveal a port hidden underneath, exposing the grey and black wires and exoskeleton underneath.
Then, mechanisms whirring, the metal inside starts to move and turn, the port extends out, and and out comes what appears to be some sort of funnel poking out of his arm. (
Left side of the img. mun's too lazy to crop). Letting go her arm, he's about to pop open one of the big flask, only to pause and looks down at Monika.]We should find somewhere to sit first. Perhaps a cafe?
[He knows she already ate a meal, but it would be nice to share a drink with a friend.]
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Good, you jerk. But at least you're a sweet one.
[ In they go! Not being one who visits the clinic often, she doesn't take note of how busy it is for different reasons. Maybe all the flowers have caused a spate of allergies? Who knows. She focuses instead on watching and listening curiously as he makes his request. What'll it look like, this Energon stuff? She'll have to find out in a bit, because she has her own task to complete.
It's rare that she actively uses her rank to her advantage, but she does it today, not wanting to take away from the time she has with her sweet jerk. She works her way past most of the queue and gets some of the same nice, quick service for all the wrong reasons. Before long, her wound's patched up properly, and there's hardly a sign of her insanity visible when she's back at his side.
And--oh. That's something. She blinks rapidly at the sneak peek behind the curtain he gives her of his arm's inner workings. If she'd seen the movie, she'd probably be cracking Terminator jokes by now. As it is, she's fighting the urge to comment that this is giving her strong Soylent vibes, because imagine your main form of sustenance being so same-y! Then again, maybe Energon comes in fun flavors for some variety. ]
Sure~ I wouldn't mind a little pick-me-up! [ The caffeine withdrawal headache would suck if she didn't get her daily coffee in her, anyway. ] Off to Birdbucks~
[ Which doesn't take long at all to find a location of, considering how much she frequents them. Again, she throws her rank around, just so she can get her drink order brought out to her table instead of having to wait for it at the counter. Time is precious! If only she could've found mech-sized seats, though. She chose some seating outside to give him plenty of room on the floor, at least? ]
Question! How does it feel when you do that? You know, when you let your arm-mouth out. Is it sensitive? [ Then, after the barest amount of hesitation: ] Can I touch it?
[ It's as close to a mouth as she can get right now, okay?! ]
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It's not something he'll chastise her, so she's not getting any criticisms whatsoever for taking advantage of her status. At least she wasn't being an asshole about it, so that's maybe a plus? And besides, this is the first time he's seen her using her rank that way, too. It makes him wonder..... If the resort ever accepts him as a permanent guest, just what rank would they give him?
Oh well, answer for later, perhaps. Right now, Soundwave makes himself comfortable on the floor, Not the best seating place but who would've expected to accommodate a being of his size and weight, he might grumble but he won't lay any blames on the staff for this. He won't wait for Monika's order to arrive on the table, before he starts pouring Energon down into his port. Bright pink-purple, much like the color of his blood. Notably isn't as thick as his blood, but she might see fizzy bubbles in his "drink".]
It's called a "port". Not an arm-mouth.
[Geez, she couldn't have used less weirder words to describe! He has an actual mouth behind the faceplate though, but she doesn't need to know. Nobody needs to know that information. As of right now, this 'blank' face is his proper face. That aside, he answers the question while he empties up the flask.]
It isn't sensitive. And not while I am pouring Energon.
[It's dangerous! .... But he'll give into her harmless request eventually. Taking a napkin out of his subspace storage (as in it literally just appears in his hand), Soundwave wipes the funnel to clean off any leftover Energon on the plastic funnel and the napkin disappears in a flicker of purple light. After ensuring there's no Energon leftover on the funnel, he extends his arm out towards her.]
I doubt it's interesting to look at.
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She'll be good. She doesn't want to ruin the peace for once, because she's not going to lose out on the gift she's being given. Her drink's brought over as she watches him fill his arm-stomach, and she cheerfully thanks the employee, adding in a tip through her Watch. Sure, she abused her rank, but as he's noted, she's nice about it.
With a little hum, she drinks down today's sugar bomb, doing a little dance once the sweetness hits her tongue. ]
Okay, then, your "port". It could be a proboscis, too...
[ At least it's not arm-mouth? She compared him to a moth before, anyway. It's fine to use that term! She does make a grumbly little noise around her straw when he veers towards dadbot territory again, however. She said she wouldn't drink it! She won't touch the Energon, even if the bubbles make it super tempting to!
He does shock the annoyance away quickly, however, by pulling a Houdini on her. Since when can he do magic tricks?! Actually, no. Not questioning it. He's done weirder things. What's a magic napkin? ]
Hmm... [ With genuine interest, she leans forward and peers into his port. ] So I could pour some of my drink in here and share with you, right?
[ She won't! She vaguely remembers him saying that'd be bad back when they were drinking buddies of a different kind. Besides, it'd be rude. Who would want something randomly poured down their arm-mouth? ]
Ahaha, just kidding! Don't blow a gasket. [ Setting her drink down, she leans forward further, poking at his port with one finger. ] Oh, that's a little weird...
[ She feels like she's poking at a bone in someone's arm that's been ripped open. Neat! She glances up at his face after a few more exploratory touches. ]
Why wouldn't I think this is interesting? It's fun learning about you. I bet if you could poke around inside of my body, you'd find it neat, too!
[ If only that wouldn't kill the Monika. ]
But, um. Is this, you know. What comes out of you? When we...do things?
[ She's attempting to be prim about those "things" since they're in public now. (For once.) But it'd be fun to know if she's been cheating the system and guzzling Energon already. Take that, dadbot! ]
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Good thing she said it's a joke, otherwise he might just remind her that he probably still can't and won't drink these sugar bombs with his real body. Maybe there are some drink out here his tank can probably digest, but Soundwave isn't the reckless type.
What if he can't digest some of the drinks here? He's not going to do something that may potentially give him a stomachache at best, or probably something worse.
Now he said he isn't sensitive to touch, it's true for the funnel, but when her finger pokes at the port. A shiver runs down his whole body, but he tries not to show it.]
Wouldn't that kill you? Besides, that is.... Gross.
[He's not so morbid he wants to see and poke what's inside his friend and thinks it's neat! Keep all that gross things inside!
The question afterward gets a slight pause from Soundwave.]
Ah.... Yes. It did not seem there were any harmful or negative effects when we... Do things. Or you drinking it...
[If you don't count rearranging organs and bulging her stomach mildly as negatives, then sure. Energon is his fuel. It is his blood as well as it is sustenance. It's no surprise that his gunk is Energon with the only difference is the thick consistency.
Soundwave hums in thought now that he realizes she has drank Energon before. He could explain the avatar's blood not being actual Energon, but coming from that part between his legs...?
Does Energon entering his body and coming out as... Well, that thick gunk made it safe to consume? Or, is there something strange in the hotel that made so that fluid to not be harmful to organics.
Now if she's hoping that this realization ks what will have Soundwave change his stance, she'll have another thing coming...]
I still would not recommend you drink Energon in liquid form, except from....
[Well, she knows where from. He doesn't need to spell it out to her given she brought up the topic first!]
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Woe is her. It sucks so, so much, only being a friend. ]
I'm not gross! [ He gets one last poke before she goes back to her drink, giggling. ] You're gross!
[ Okay, it's gross, and she does enjoy living. Besides, blood's hard to clean up, and human blood doesn't look nearly as pretty once it's dried up. He's got that going for him!
She won't say anything about his realization. Not verbally, anyway. That smug smirk as she sips is speaking volumes. Just like the volumes of Enerjizz that come out of his--
Ahem. Being good! ]
It's not my fault you taste so yummy. [ Sipsipsip. ] It's a good thing your Energon stuff isn't coffee-flavored, because then I'd never let you out of my sight~
[ Curiosity gets the better of her, though, so she pauses her sipping to see how he'll react if she voices some things that are likely to set the dadbot off. It's that darn "being truthful" thing she's trying to do more of. ]
It's probably for the best that you're not made of coffee, though. Your blood does make me feel a little sick after a while. Your spike juice, not so much. But I can handle it!
[ So no cutting her off from her sexy sweet treats, thank you! ]
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[Not without a good reason. Seriously, it feels like he's only ever been attached to her and goes wherever she goes. Maybe it's him that would never let her out of his sight.
Anyway, he's not going to voice that and goes back to refueling.
It's a good thing he hasn't start pouring Energon in the second flask when she makes the remark about his spike juice. Because that nearly gets some chocked noises from his vents, and if he had opened the flask bottle, Energon'll spill everywhere.
His head whips to her, and she can probably just imagine the lineface he's giving her.]
Monika... You've been wanting to get to my spike, don't you...
[Ever since this morning! She'll get her lovemaking, but now now!]
We have... Small creatures to meet.
[Again, he's not against the idea, but they have things to do...]
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[ As if he's going to get up to trouble. He could kick trouble in the face, then pound it to a pulp a hundred times over. That's kind of hot, if she stops to think about it. Imagine what he could do if someone around here tried to escalate past calling her crazy and got violent? Or maybe she doesn't have to wait for things to get that far. There are plenty of people who've upset her enough that a tiny stomp or two wouldn't be so bad for them...
She blinks at his stare, wide-eyed and innocent as ever, daintily sucking on her straw. That's another innocent thing, by the way. The straw-sucking is not suggestive. It's keeping her from laughing, at least. ]
What~? I dunno what you're talking about!
[ Her hand wandered down to his crotch on its own earlier! And clearly, he wanted it! She had to stop for his benefit, and not because she was hungry. ]
They have places we can do things before going to meet those small creatures, or we can see the small creatures later today. Just saying!
[ She's going to wear him down! He's going to give in! Spike her like a volleyball!!! ]
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[Between the two of them, Monika's likely to cause trouble. Hmph! That said, yeah.... he's likely to pound trouble away, but Soundwave has long since rejected his violent past and strives to be better. He may not be up to stomping people nowadays, but he can still threaten that and he's there to defend his friend if called.
Now back to Monika's trying to make him give in....
Stop tempting him! He's stubborn enough to still argue for seeing bunnies, but not so stubborn that he wouldn't want to get up to things with Monika, either. But it's for her own benefit that he doesn't start fucking her right away in the morning! Primus knows how long she'll passed out for!
Whether it's intentional or not, seeing her sucking on her straw is suggestive and has him remembering how she tried to suck on his spike.
That memory is pooling heat inside him. It's a good thing his spike wouldn't just spring out of him, no matter how hot and bothered she's making him, unless she starts touching his crotch again.
He can find his boner.]
You know you will likely have difficulties walking after we are done. Do you want me to carry you everywhere?
[.... That last idea doesn't sound too bad, actually. And that kinda implies he wanted to be inside again, even though that isn't something that was brought up at all. Curious!
His vents huff hot air as Soundwave starts pouring Energon into his arm.]
We are still seeing those small creatures. We can do things after the visit.
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[ Mostly because she would seriously harm anyone that touched him or looked at him or thought a single thought about him. A little murder never hurt anyone, especially if it's for very intense love-like!
Does he want her to tempt him more, then? Yeah? Okay, no problem! It's sooo weird that her straw keeps slipping free of her mouth and she has to get it back inside with her tongue. Over and over. Remember how that felt on his spike? Not that she's trying to evoke such a memory or anything. ]
I trust you. As long as you follow the "picking Monika up" rules, I'd love to be in your arms all the time! [ There's another attempt to tongue her straw, then: ] But if you're so worried about a little bit of pain, there are these virtual reality pods I've heard of...
[ Just throwing that out there for no reason. ]
We could do things in a forest full of small creatures, just for you! And it's not like we'd have to stop as much because you're such a worrywart~
[ For effect, she pulls the straw deeper into her mouth while locking her eyes on his visor. Is she trying to get him to spill his Energon for giggles? Yeah, probably. ]
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Internal snarking aside, he should turn his head away from Monika. But he couldn't. He's watching her intently as she plays with her straw, clearly pretending to slip out of her mouth so much. Ugh, this brat... Now he knows for sure she's doing this intentionally.
And the worse part is that it's working. Merely watching her has him recall how her mouth and tongue felt on him, the incredible pleasure he got from her. Slowly, he's imagining his big spike replacing that tiny straw.]
What virtual reality pods...?
[He hasn't heard anything about that. Just curious for the of curiosity, that's all. He's certainly not getting hot and bothered and wanting to unlock the panel locks in his crotch.
After a moment of deliberation, right around after he finishes up his second flask of Energon, he gives up. With a huff, he finally turns his head away like the petulant tsundere that he is.]
Fine. You get your... Sweet treats, Monika.
[In the end, Monika's allure wins out his stubbornness.]
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After an innocent hum, she puts her empty cup aside, drumming her fingers on the table and leaning back, pleased as ever. ]
Oh, I guess we never got to try them out last time, did we? Then again, we were still getting used to the place. [ She shrugs a shoulder, nonchalant. ] It's in a place called Mating Season. They're basically pods we can go into and make anything happen. "Anything" being stuff like you fucking me for hours and hours with no consequences...
[ Oooooh, a dirty word! By now, she's completely aware she's got him hot under his bot collar. Which is why she pops up to her feet, smiling cutely and tilting forward playfully. ]
I can be patient, though! We can try it out after we see some bunnies~
[ She won, but he definitely hasn't. Since he was super insistent about those small creatures, they're going to go see them! And he'll have to suffer with being horny while around some of the horniest animals around. Not that she's worked up, though. Absolutely not. ]
C'mon~ Finish up your breakfast so we can get a move on~
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... Does doing it in virtual reality feel better in reality?
[He can imagine some of the... Outlandish stuff would be fun once in a while, he supposes. Though regardless if it's better than reality or not, he might be willing to try the pods out, as long as he's with Monika. Maybe she can make love with his mech form without passing out after the first round...
Uuuuh. Actually, he shouldn't be thinking stuff like that. It'll only make his horny worse. But--
Uggggggh, of course after all that teasing she did with the straw, she decides now she can wait. She's so... infuriating at times. But Soundwave isn't going to show how frustrated he is with her, if she ignores how hot his air vents are and the blush on his faceplate. Again, it's a good thing his spike doesn't just pop out of him the moment he's horny.]
I'm done with my... breakfast.
[Pops open the chest compartment, and Soundwave stashes the unopened flask inside. Though Soundwave quickly shuts it so Monika couldn't get a peek on what's inside him. She gets to see nothing he's hiding in there. It's for her eyes later, but not at this moment.
Soundwave rises back up to his feet]
You- [She gets a poke between her chest.] -only get to... Suck me off. [Holy, he said something dirty for once!] Nothing more than that.
[And if she wants more? Well, they'll have to continue their battle.]
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I don't know~ I've never been in one. But with how this place is, I bet it'd feel the exact same. Just imagine all the things we could do, and it could be anywhere we wanted it to happen! Maybe instead of watching the sunset on a beach like we talked about...we could be staring at each other~?
[ She outright snickers. She knows she's being a gremlin, and it's so satisfying to see his reactions to that. Just as she's about to point this out to him, however, he throws her off by popping open his--did he just open his chest? Can she fit in there?!
Before she can get even the smallest peek of what might be inside or a sense of how big it is, it's closed. Even worse, he's poking her and suddenly stomping all over her victory. Her mouth opens, expression affronted. How dare he? And double how dare he for using dirty words! ]
Y-You can't do that! You can't limit me! [ She scoffs, rubbing at her chest. ] I'm not going to stop until you're inside of me again!
[ Her next attack in this fresh battle of pettiness is to attempt to reach for his crotch plate. As a reminder, she's lost her sense of shame in public. Anything to remain the winner! ]
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Yes, I can. And no, I am doing this for your own benefit--
[Whaaaat is she doing? Oh Primus, she's touching his crotch plate. No, nope she's not getting that. It's for her own good that he doesn't get inside her in this form! Soundwave takes a step back.]
Get your hands off me.
[It's too bad he cares a lot about Monika. That's why he's only stepping back and not forcibly handling her or pushing her away to get away from his crotch because he doesn't want to accidentally hurt her. No physical alteration from his side!
And she better be careful of where she's touching his groin. There might be a button somewhere under where his perineum-like would be and that may unlocked his panel locks....]
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[ Forgive her. (Or not.) When someone tells her she doesn't need something, it only makes her want it more. Just look what happened when a game didn't give her a route! Things got a little crazy!
...Just like they are now. She's not going to be deterred by him stepping back, as she boldly steps forward and dives in for more touches. It's a repeat of earlier when she was trying to find a way to pop his visor off. There's got to be some way to get his giant metal cock out so she can have it!
It's what! She! Deserves! ]
Let me have it!
[ Her hands are getting to that forbidden zone... ]
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Desperation takes hold that he couldn't find an escape, but he still doesn't dare to touch Monika, lest he may accidentally hurt his dear best friend. Damn it, why does he care about this girl so much!]
Monika, wait--
[Oh no, she pressed a button. He's already horny from what show she gave him earlier, but the arousal level shoots up in him at a press of a button. Mechanism starts to work in his core, tight and heavy, vents cycling a huge gulp of air while at the same time lubricant pushes through his channel, creating hot wetness pool behind the cover.
The panel locks release, and... well, she knows what should happen next. Metal plate moves, shifts, and tugs to his. Then, out comes his large spike overshadowing her face, coated with the same thick sheen of dripping lubricant, and twitching excitedly.]
Ah.....
[Soundwave. Poor Soundwave can only let out that a singular sound. His foot long spike out in public for all the other guests to see.]
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Unfortunately, it's not just her focused on her prize. Monika's not the only
crazyadventurous one in the resort. Poor Soundy's going to have a lot of interest in him if the rumor mill really gets going. ]Well, well. Would you look at that~? [ Her grin is cocky (hehe) as hell. ] The robot doth protest too much, methinks~
[ Humming out some snickers, she swipes a finger along the underside of his spike. It's a little hard (hoho) to reach as much as she'd want to with him still standing, but as long (haha) as she can tease him so unabashedly, that's all that matters. ]
Now...
[ She leans forward, hands on his thighs, and she winks while sticking her tongue out teasingly. ]
Are you sure I can only suck you off?
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No no, his calmness and coolhead will prevail. He may be panicking inside and a furiously blushing mess outside, but he has to cook up a plan.]
Grrr...
[That's quite a growl from him!
Without any preamble, Soundwave reaches to grab her tee's back collar, still lifts her up much like a cat, and carries her in a bridal carry. Though, his spike is still in view for Monika to see and even touch. He knows the "picking Monika up" rules and screw the rule! She humiliated him in public!
Soundwave is unable to calm his spike now. He can't get it back into him behind his crotch plate until it is sufficiently calmed down, but who better to help him calm his arousal down none other than his dearest best friend in his arms]
You know places where we can do things. Point me to one.
[He's going to run to that direction, ignoring all the looks, wows, and whispers he's getting. If not, he's going to run back to her suite.]
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She growls back at him. Good luck getting her to be helpful now! He broke the most important rule for no reason at all! ]
No. I don't think I will!
[ In fact, where they are is just peachy for doing things! She twists in his arms, grabbing onto his spike and making an attempt at getting her mouth on it. Their audience deserves a good show! ]
You want a place? Find an elevator!
[ And there it is. Her lips have made contact. Nothing like a decent blowjob is going to happen at this angle, but it's not necessary to try for one. The only thing that matters is driving him crazy until he follows the sassy elevator advice, he figures out where Mating Season is, or he bonks her unconscious. Place your bets! ]
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Can you not-- Fool.
[His vents let out a loud sigh, struggling to keep his moan from escaping. It didn't escape thankfully, but his body is shivering. Even with the awkward angle, it feels good. Maybe his spike is sensitive? Regardless, it's so unfair someone this crazy and bratty feels this good. And fine! If she doesn't want to bother giving him directions, then he knows just a place. Not Mating Season (he won't bother figuring out the direction), not the elevator, and not her suite, either. He knows a better place because she sooooo obviously wanted to do this in public, doesn't she? This shameless beauty....!]
We are heading to that conservatory.
[Screw around in the forest surrounded with innocent small creatures? That place there is definitely perfect for love making! That's one problem solved. Another problem is Monika trying to suck his spike off. His sensitivity to such touches is preventing him from running to get to their destination faster, and he doesn't want to stay out here giving people a show any longer.
Ah....
Monika wanted to know how it feels to fly right? That, and he'll arrive at the conservatory faster in this method. Activating the boosters in his boots, Soundwave flies above the crowd with Monika in his arms.... And her hands around his spike.]
Why are you like this? [Seriously.]
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...Not as strong as these lips are gonna be on deez--HOLY SHIT THEY'RE IN THE AIR!!!
It's some small blessing that she isn't screaming her lungs off at this extremely unexpected turn of events. And hell if she can focus on shoving her mouth on him anymore. She's too preoccupied with clinging in for dear life. His sensitive spike doesn't mind having her hands slip-sliding around on it while she uses that as her main anchor point to him, right? Right.
This is fiiiine. No need to be super dramatic. She opens her mouth to respond, only to release a brief shriek. Not what she wanted! So, she'll try again.
...Nope, another shriek. Also, she's vaguely regretting how much sugar is in her stomach at the moment. Perhaps, just a bit, there are a few regrets in general. ]
Why are you like this?!
[ Finally, words! But yes, why ever would he have to do something so drastic? Who could possibly make him this way? ]
All I wanted was to get spiked, and you-- [ She gulps. They're getting so high... ] Why can't you let me have what I want when I want it, you dummybot?! You'd spare yourself so much trouble if you'd just do what I say!
[ This brat... ]
And why are we going to the conservatory?! I gave you better choices!
[ Did she though...? ]
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