TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your 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 June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ 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.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Soundwave, meanwhile, is in a conflict. On one hand, their last meeting is still weighing in his mind and he's careful about being too affectionate to her. But on the other hand, he wants to go back to how things were, even if there is no chance at all with winning her love. If they could just return to that and remain friends, that'd be great.

Even now, his affections are still experimental. He would've gone for more kisses or a deeper kiss, but he abstains himself. Even ignoring his conflict, he knows doing anymore kisses will just distract Monika from cleaning the sand off her.

A small smile curls on his lips when Monika said she was doing the right thing. And she did.]

Even so, you searched and took care of Stampy when I- [...] -I left you both.

[He knows he isn't at fault for the disappearance, but it does make him realize that perhaps he should've been better.

Regardless, Stampy is safe. Before he leaves Monika to clean off sand in her hair, he gives her another quick peck to her cheek, and then finally let go of her to properly greet Stampy.]

You deserves my appreciation for that. And... I am proud of you, Monika. [With that, he turns to give Stampy some needed pets after his long absent. Looks like Stampy still remembers him.... that's cute.]

How's living with Stampy, if I may ask? [Tell him everything. He's curious.]

[indigently]

[ It takes him a moment to realize that he hasn't even told the other man his name, either— his mind is too focused on what's happening around them, confusing and uncomfortable as dreams so often are... and yet somehow worse. He bites his lip, forces his attention back to the other again, tries to ignore the discomfort and strangeness pulsing in his veins. ]

Sunday? [ His voice feels faint. ] It's nice to meet you, although I suppose the circumstances could have been nicer. I'm— I'm Kaveh.

[ It doesn't feel like enough, though. He offers the other a smile, though compared to Sunday's poker face, Kaveh's struggle is written all over his expression. ]

Are you.. new to the resort? I don't think I've seen you around before.

[icequeenly]

[ Once she's actually starting to get the hang of what is essentially chomping hunks of meat off a stick without spilling anything on her extremely white bikini ( because who else would pick swimwear in that shade and expect not to spill anything on it? ), Mitsuru can actually properly savor and enjoy what she's eating. Turns out rabbit didn't have to be served in a fancy restaurant to taste good, the char and the spice give it a nice flavour.

She finishes the last of hers a little after Scott finishes his. ]

I agree. The effects of the spice do seem to linger rather a long time though, don't you think? [ Yeah, that's definitely what this is... That strange yet delicious warmth spreading through her body, to the point where a slight flush is starting to appear on those porcelain cheeks of hers. ]

Mitsuru Kirijo. It's a pleasure to meet you.

I take it you also managed to escape your entourage for a while?

[ He's a king, she figures he has the same sorts of problems she does here. That and it suddenly seems imperative that she find out whether anyone is likely to interrupt their time together. ]

[icequeenly]

I don't mind.

It's likely you'll find that you have to get used to sharing things in this place.

[ Drinking straws, waking up naked in a shared bed with a stranger... a whole lot of other encounters that she really shouldn't get into with someone she just met... etc. Not only should she not talk about them, thinking about it too hard leaves her with more oddly intense lonely pangs, as if somehow her mind is lamenting the fact that she can't remedy her situation with something similar.

She takes a sizeable sip of the offered drink, more than she would normally if she hadn't had a few cocktails already, considering the taste as she does. ]

I'm not sure if I prefer this or the pink one.

...Do you perhaps fancy a swim in a little while? [ She has no idea that it's their current tipple making her want to just dive into the water and float and look at the fake starry sky while continuing to lament her horn- loneliness but the urge is happening regardless. ]

[notscar]

[ just get better at not getting kidnapped... ]

Ya play the card game, ya get nicer livin' spaces or stuff. I dunno. Seen some people brag 'bout suddenly gettin' moved up in the suites. Then again, saw the reverse happen... sucks to be them, ya know.

[ leona's own place is just above the basement level. he's fortunate to enjoy a private room, bathroom, even the tiniest of places to prepare food if he feels like it. but why would he do that when he could go slam a few chicken nuggies down and then go back to lazing in the vale? ]

'xactly. They don't like people askin' questions 'cause then they'd have to give up whatever secrets they have.

[ the beastman finally stands up, brushing himself off at the same time. ]

And then the rest of us suffer 'cause of these damn card suits they stuck us with.

[laserguy]

[CHOMP CHOMP.]

Fine, we can just say that you shoved your dick in me and knotted me.

[Look, Scott has sort of figured out what that was. There's a library here after all. He had to do research after what happened and he'll just leave out the part where he downed half a bottle of whiskey that night. A familiar rising annoyance builds in him, various thoughts and just the situation in general bombarding him, further amplified by Kazuya's returning attitude.

CHOMP.

Okay, just focus, Summers. He's been wanting to discuss this for months and he won't waste that opportunity, even as he starts to warm up underneath his open white shirt and blue swim trunks.]

I know that having sex here is common and most likely doesn't mean anything, but I still wanted to check in on you. No, communicating over the watches don't count. [He looks at Kazuya with some surprisingly seriousness, given the fact that he's about to try and fill a cup with his semen.]

[macaronage]

[ To just casually announce that he had his body replaced. Navia is in awe, really. She can scarcely imagine what might drive someone to do such a thing. Had he been very ill before, perhaps? Feels rude to ask.

She does reach for his hand, though, wanting to take a closer look. ]

May I?

[ Her eyes get even wider at the comment about crunching on bullets. ]

A tasty snack? So you eat metal? Does that not hurt your mouth at all? Even with teeth like that...

[belheir]

[Kazuya isn't even the one eating, and yet he nearly chokes at Scott's little description of their activity. Oh yeah, he hates it! Thank you!]

I'm fine, thanks. I have several incredibly horny demons in my head, the least of all being one known as the "Whore of Babylon". So, yeah. I'm fine. Nothing to worry about here. Everyone's having a good time.

[Usually at his expense.

Whatever.]

So while I thank you for your concern, it's seriously not needed.

[virtuesignal]

[Concord won't drop his hand from Ali's shoulder, not for any reason beyond not thinking about it, distractedly considering the circumstances,]

That is different than what happened to thwart my attempts. I spilled glass, then a bottle had leaked out before I got to the man, plus a few other odd incidents.

[Poor Steve really just has a field of misfortune around him that Concord's naive, if good hearted nature cannot comprehend]

I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T SEE THIS IN MY INBOXAAAAAA

[silicone]

Well, I'm very flexible. Could be either, could be both if you're greedy.

[ eiden, at this point, could care less if he's pitching or hitting. the sheer wave of need that pounds in over his head looks at the other person with the eye of someone trying to see if he'd be a suitable "mate" which really just. makes him blink a couple of times like what a word to use. ]

That being said... I'm not the kind of guy who leaves people unsatisfied.

[ leaning just a little, making what view of his chest that is visible press together, the neon stone around his throat dipping down between his collarbones. ]

SHAKES MY INBOX

[silicone]

This place does have some fun to it.

[ taking his own drink, he sips, the particular slide of his lips over the straw like a prelude as he drains what he can of his drink and licks his lips. there's a little thrill in the idea of a blow job underwater - not that he hasn't given one before, but there's an art to it between finding time to slip back upwards to gasp for air and coming back down. he'd have to finish him off with his hand, normally, but this? this could be perfect.

he swims a little closer to him when he's ready with a little wink, holding out his hand. ]

When your ready.

[silicone]

This list is insane, I feel like asking a person I don't know for pubic hair is really awkward... I mean. There are some people who do that kinda thing, but still...

[ it's never been his particular thing unless you count pulling pubes from your teeth when giving a bj. but anyways. if they are indeed in this together it could indeed be less awkward... he hums thoughtfully at his own list. ]

... How about... A bite. To start. We can trade, if you like. I think there are a couple things on this list we could handle.

[virtuesignal]

....... [Concord frowns, feeling immediately silly for accusing Ali of that so quickly. He's the naive one, the one who would usually take something told to him at face value. Honestly, if Ali wasn't as his side just like this, Concord would just believe the staff for all they told him. Just like that.

His protectiveness of the other man is all that makes him cautious...

Though he's not the type to immediately indulge, regardless of believing the game is truthful or not,]

You should do that talking. [Obviously.]

[lieabilities]

Yes, it was rather shocking when it happened.

[ Again, he feeds into the ridiculous lie he's put forth with great amusement, enjoying the turn of events. Perhaps he could illusion down there to match the expectation, but the illusion would quickly be shattered with a single touch. And his suspicions are that they won't be stopping with just a single touch between them, not with how forward his companion appears to be. ]

[ His companion with unexpected dignity in his movements, even in their crassness. There's little doubt in Kleken's mind, at least, that he may be the type of person in power who is studied enough to know the manners, but strong enough to disregard them when best suits him. ]

[ Interesting. He hadn't expected to run into the type here. ]

[ With a quick judgement call, he'll step forward between those waiting legs, making no effort to lower his swimtrunks in the process. ]

Oh? Have you seen very many of them already?

[silicone]

[ there certainly is very little that is between them physically, and while eiden hadn't immediately intended for this in particular to happen, there's a physicality that comes with his love language, as he strokes down his chest to slide towards the small of his back, dragging fingertips along as he goes.

the truth is, he doesn't remember feeling or thinking much at all? he's just here, but even knowing he was gone for that amount of time pushes a pang of want into his heart. it only takes seconds for him to miss what he was gone for, miss the people, miss olivine - and even missing the clan members who aren't even here right now.

regardless, it'd be impossible to not miss him, knowing how long it's been. so instead he looses the hand in his hair, cupping the side of olivine's face and looking into his eyes. ]

... Well, you always know how to welcome a guy. [ softer: ] But really. I... I'm glad you're looking so well. I was worried when I'd realized how long it'd been...

[silicone]

Maybe I will.

[ maybe i won't. he leaves it in the vast veil of mysteries as he grabs rei's hips lightly and pulls him closer on top of him, dragging him up. up. up his chest. ]

Maybe I want you to sit... after all... [ a brief glance at the watch before turning with a knowing look. ] You're a king in your suit. Aren't you?

[ he licks his lips a little, squeezing rei's thigh with his hand as he slides it down. ] So? What do you say?

[theidlemaiden]

[ The vote of confidence is sweet and for some reason takes her by surprise. A little flush of colour appears in the apple of her cheeks that is quickly followed by the familiar feeling of embarrassment and desire to dissuade him from doing so. After all, there had been someone else who had believed in her and look where that had gotten her.

And while school definitely isn't her favourite thing in the world (she was an awful student, Scott, you would have hated having her in your class), something does peek her interest as she takes another bite of the rabbit meat. ]

Autoshop? What's that?

[tfy]

[Eichi-kun sure is clinging to him, just like a spider monkey. He must be really unsteady on his feet right now! ... or so Hiyori thinks, not realizing (or perhaps refusing to realize) that the nail-digging might signify another kind of need. What can he say? The idea of taking a more hands-on approach with Eichi-kun literally doesn't occur to him. It's Eichi-kun! The day he does that for Eichi-kun is the day pigs fly. Having a noble heart is one thing, but the Tomoe family doesn't offer that kind of charity service!

... Besides, it's not like Eichi-kun really wants that, either. Does he even know what he wants, in his drugged-out state?

But it's not like he really thinks tossing him in a pool will do much good (other than providing a laugh or two.) Hiyori's not really sure what will help, since he's never been drugged like that before. His only point of reference would be the Springtime game. Those effects weren't caused by any food, that was his suit affecting him (or so people said). But when he thinks back to how he felt those first two days, before he and Jun gave into the inevitable, well...

Still, this is different, isn't it? Those effects lasted all week, but drugs usually wear off! So even though taking matters into his own hands didn't fix his problem during the Springtime game, that might just suffice for Eichi-kun, or at least take enough of the edge off for him to endure the next few hours. Which means Hiyori just needs to find him a bathroom or something.

... even though he really, really, really never wanted to think about Eichi-kun doing that at all. Ugh!!!

His own train of thought makes him grimace (now they look equally bothered!). He's also not sure where to find restrooms around here. But, as though reading his thoughts, Eichi then starts to redirect him, and it seems he's trying to steer him towards... ah, yes, the bungalows. Suddenly it clicks. "New beachfront accommodations for guests," the message said. This is where they stuck Eichi-kun.

But why, oh why, oh why did they kidnap Eichi-kun?

He jolts when Eichi heaves a shaky breath against his neck. Some of his hairs are now standing on end. Don't get him wrong, he's not in that kind of mood! It's just that the back of people's necks is a vulnerable area, that's all!]

Me? Hm, well, for me it's been...

[His shoulders sag.]

Almost four months.

[Boy, does that dampen his spirits even more. Not that he wasn't aware of how long it's been, but saying it out loud makes it horribly real.]

Not by choice, mind you. If there was a way out, I would've found it by now. But since there isn't one, I have to make my own somehow, and that's shaping up to be a huge pain.

[Then he pauses when something else occurs to him.]

What about you? Were you forced to cancel SS after four of us vanished without a trace?

[Slowly, he turns to look at Eichi over his shoulder.]

... or do you not remember that far?

ATTA GIRL

[noholdsbard]

A…A red Archer?!

[ He pouts a little at that, remembering Emiya and how that man was so cool and suave and could even cook!!! He definitely can’t be shown up by a hero of the Counter Force just like that!! ]

I, er, that is, I’m none other than Sir Tristan, the famed Knight of the Round Table!

[ Even with his eyes closed, there’s this sense that he’s staring at her expectantly.

Please be impressed ]

[frosteel]

Tch—

[ Lon’qu tries to parry, but between his own difficulty maneuvering in the sand and with the palm of his hand just being slippery enough from Wriothesley’s little lick (WHY) earlier, he’s unable to push himself off of the other man in time before he finally loses his footing and collapses onto the beach with a grunt.

…So much for actually posing a challenge. ]

[snakelace]

For now, perhaps, though they’re far from the only thing you need to worry about.

[ So maybe he should take this chance to warn him while they’re both still in their right minds. ]

But I’m not afraid of being taken advantage of. I extend my help freely to those who need it.

[ And maybe fleece some rich people while he’s at it— ]

[snakelace]

[ They…sure do know how to squeeze into tight spots… ]

Well that certainly sounds…promising.

[ Threatening, more like.

But Baizhu slips his hand into Kleken’s without the slightest bit of hesitation, a look of playful challenge in his reptilian eyes. ]

Then I’m in your hands.

[snakelace]

…I believe the hair might be easier.

[ This is coming from a guy used to carving up pieces of himself to save his patients’ lives.

He might be entirely too soft to bite anyone, actually. At least…he can’t do it hard enough to leave visible marks. How else would the lifeguards be satisfied? ]

Heh, though I certainly won’t dissuade you from taking a bite in exchange.

[expereiment]

[rei gets exactly what eiden is very blatantly hinting at and smirks. what a pervert, heh. he scoots further forward, the tip of his dick kissing against eiden's chin, so very close to his lips.]

I am. Are you suggesting your face is my throne? Well, if that's what the birthday boy wants-

[with that, he lifts himself up on his knees, crawling forward until he's hovering directly over eiden's face. he slides over his itty bitty speedo, revealing his flushed hole and a somewhat new addition - his taint mole shaped very much like the clubs suit. very tiny but visible at eiden's angle and closeness. he gives eiden an opportunity to take a breath and give any quips he might have in him before he sits - not fully, because he doesn't want to break his damn neck... but enough that he can feel eiden's nose against his balls, which has him squeezing his thighs (and subsequently, eiden's head) together briefly from the spark of pleasure it gives.

looking down, he can barely see eiden's eyes from under his thighs and still-clothed dick.]

Well? You're not getting any younger here. [ever impatient as always...]

[comfypillow]

[ The hulking forest guardian, for his part, has moved on to nuzzling into Olivine’s hair. His scent is calming, and Quincy finds himself fixated until the priest suggests going to his room. Thick muscles stiffen as the man goes rigid. ]

No. [ his voice is gruff, a little hoarse from the intensity he’s been trying to suppress. ] You’ll see other people.

[ This part of the beach is remote. There is no one else nearby. Quincy gives another quick scan before possessively looping an arm around the priest’s waist, pulling him between a large cluster of sea rocks for more privacy. ]

We’ll stay here until everyone is gone.

[ A large hand slides against the column of the priest’s throat while leading him back against one of the larger rocks that stagger between them and the rest of the beach. Strong fingers press over the flutter of his pulse. The heated gaze that Quincy sets on the other man does not relent as he traces a thumbpad along the handsome line of Olivine’s jaw until he pushes the tip beneath that generous lower lip. His gaze slides down to admire it. ]

… I want to make you mine. Now.