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.

---

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

[wray]

[ The determination in her voice is clear as day. Sincere. It almost makes Six want to believe that she truly can do something about this situation. ]

You've only just arrived and you already want to help? I would be careful about expending that much effort.

[wholefoods]

[It seems she simply takes his teasing at face value. Her own expression shifting to a bit of surprise as she stares over at Kleken.]

Ten percent is quite low. Perhaps you should consider a different occupation.

[Truly unfortunate. If it's that bad he might be lucky he's simply not dead yet! Then again... with how different he is, there might be different rules and social constructs where he comes from. Either way, it still sounds bad. Even 50/50 is dicey.]

[bleakdecember]

I'm sorry.

[He narrows his eyes.]

There. Are you happy now?

[flashfirefist]

That's right, no interest.

[His fire is not without an emotional component, though due to his training, it remains controlled. Sometimes he lets it a little more free, but no matter how it moves, his hair and clothes aren't set aflame. The warm light continues to flicker in irritation around his face.]

It's a farce. I'm not that easily bought.

[It makes a mockery of the fact that they're held captive here, and he's not laughing (not that he often does).]

[massochism]

[Oh... that reaction is much stronger than he'd expected. Olivine reaches to place a warm hand on Concord's arm, hoping to soothe him a little.]

It's... a very strange idea, I admit. I don't know if it's something like essence, innate in everything and released more abundantly under certain circumstances... mm. Sorry, that's getting off topic.

You shouldn't have to worry too much, in any case. There are... significant consequences in the event that you avoid it for too long, but other than that, we aren't usually pushed too hard into anything.

[usually. He can't lie, even if he wants to calm this man, and so it's a little difficult to navigate how to explain.]

[befehl]

( Instinct keeps him there, so close to a tentative kiss that Sunday practically feels his warmth against his lips. This is no sweet dream, but it is enough of a dream that his halo is solid and radiant, yet it is not enough of a dream where he could levitate at will if he wanted. He tried doing so already - earlier. That's why his only choice was to hide and allow Six to get battered up like this in his behalf. )

This almost feels like home.

( He utters low, golden eyes lifting so they're eye to eye. ) But you're right.

( He cradles his hand over Six's, running fingers between his so they're laced together. Maybe this is the key to escape, touching one another or kissing. Considering Six's reaction to exposing his features to him, he's unsure of how welcoming it would be to push themselves together. But he does so, hastily pulling back as soon as their lips touch - paler than ever despite the rush of blood pooling down. )

I thought this might work. I apologize.

[schmisse]

Hmm... not right now. But that can be arranged. Let's get something to drink and I'll give you half of mine.

[ That's clearly how it works, right? ]

[snakelace]

Then I can’t in good conscience ask you to do this.

[ It’s spoken with a smile, anyway, because if nothing else, he’s delighted at having met another person from home at all. ]

[unionized]

[It occurs to him, through the cloudy disorientation of ache and arousal, that he really could just — let Tseng have this. Put himself wholly and thoroughly in the care of his Director of the Turks, this covetous hungry dream of him, and just see what happens when he does. It's an altogether foreign thought to entertain, even briefly. In the waking world, maybe he wouldn't.

In the waking world, Tseng wouldn't give him the gift of fingerprints on his skin. Of touching him like this, like it's his goal to render him incoherent — relishing him for his body as much as for his ambition.

Maybe it would feel good to let him have it, just for a little while.]

No.

[It's neither a protest nor a denial; the way he struggles to move back into Tseng's stilled fingers is proof enough of his interest, and his tone is smug enough that it escapes sounding like a plea. He sounds, of all things, like he knows a secret — or at the very least, like he's holding one last unplayed card when all his chips are otherwise down. That even if he lets Tseng take everything else, and enjoys it the whole way down, he'll keep his voice, his goading, his ability to speak at all.

That, or he'll see if Tseng can take even that from him. Somehow, either outcome feels like a win.]

If I wanted — cock I could — hhh, have it —

[He grates it out, echoing the unconfirmed enigma: has another man had him, or not? It's not like it matters. It'll get the same rise out of Tseng either way.]

Fucking — do it, I want you —

[theidlemaiden]

[ It's a good thing that the corner of Edelgard's lips quirking can easily be dismissed as a trick of the light. Because the last thing Hilda wants is Edelgard smiling at her. Hilda can't even recall a time where she had been on the receiving end of a smile from Fodlan's Emporer. Then again, they had run in fairly different circles save for the days when they were scheduled to train with the other houses.

Edelgard's question of credits however makes some heat flare up in her cheeks as she falls into step beside her. She didn't, of course. With the exception of the four coupons given to them, she didn't have a single credit to her name. It was partly why she had deigned to participate in the scavenger hunt in the first place. Of course she would have to not only contend with a weird new world where she was allying with Edelgard but she also had to worry about where her money was coming from.

If she believed in karma she'd wonder why this was happening to her. ]

It's just in case you had any ideas of ordering me something bitter. If we're going to have an unfinished drink, we may well enjoy whatever we get to enjoy.

[ But right - she had wanted some information, hadn't she? Her surprise is palpable as she vives Edelgard a sidelong glance of a name she hadn't heard in a very long time. ]

Sylvain? I haven't seen him since the Academy. Who else was here? And what do you mean they disappeared? Like snuck out of here disappeared or disappeared more ominously?

crawls back from the depths for these cuties

[cartographie]

[ It should be unthinkable to open herself up like this and openly express how grateful she is for their presence, but the gentle way Scott always seems to make Nami melt slightly is magnified tonight. Chalking it up as just another aspect of evading danger with someone, Nami doesn't dwell too deeply on anything but the persistent need to get away with him, and keep him all to herself so she can continue to enjoy caring about him. ]

Of course, we'll be together. [ The hold she has on his hand reasserts itself before Nami's steps quicken, compelled out of that sweet tranquility they've shared while strolling the streets to lead him to the boat, though she slows a moment later when he calls them a team. That's not something a lot of people have said to her, and she's struck by how good it makes her feel to belong, to be able to belong, enough that she pauses, one foot on the gangplank to turn and kiss him for it. ]

I'll try not to disappoint you. [ She has to whisper those words against his lips, as emboldened as their escape has apparently left her, there are some things that are still tricky to say. ]

Come on. I know how to sail this. [ Not that she won't bark a few commands here and there if he proves to be interested in helping out. As she steps on deck, Nami's hit with a wave of longing she can't quite place, some part of her consciousness aware that it's been a long time, while the person she is in this dream taking to the ropes like it's just another day unfurling the sails. ]

Which direction are we headed? Or should we let the wind decide?

[ Literally the last thing the wind should ever get to do, but not today, not with him. They could get lost for a while, and she'd be happy. ]

[theidlemaiden]

[ Their hard-earned feathers are quickly tucked away for safe keeping (where? In her swimsuit top since there isn't anywhere else to put them considering she'd left her things behind at her sunbed) before she turns her attention to their other accidental prizes.

The comb seems clean enough save for a couple of blonde hairs in it. Thankfully those can easily be picked out. The fork and the condom however - well, if the welcome memo had been any indication, the latter would probably come in handy. Probably. Although if she's being honest sex is the last thing on her mind when she's trying to avoid being publicly spanked. ]

You never know when you'll need a comb. Not to mention my hair is probably going to be a mess after today. Wait - [ For a moment she blinks as if confused by the offered sunglasses. ] really? But these look so good on you. They really accentuate your eyes. I wouldn't want to take those away. I don't even know your name!

[conspecifics]

( that’s more like it. there’s a shameless wag to his tail as he returns the kiss, tasting an entirely different part of the man, compared to last time. (for now.) one ear does swivel, to listen for the chime of a watch; there’s no immediate sound, but for all he knows, the house is politely waiting for them to wrap things up first. wriothesley does love his little secrets, besides.

at least it’s easy to let his hands drift upward, pausing for a bit of appreciation along wriothesley’s biceps before circling his arms around his neck. it’s hardly an uncommon sight on this beach, two people making out in public, yet there’s just enough tension lingering at the idea the nerves eventually get the better of him. kirma jerks back abruptly, severing the kiss, one fist coming back to press against his mouth. ahem. )

— If that wasn’t sufficient, then I probably can’t help any further.

( … though he also isn’t opposed to continuing, either. )

[lieabilities]

I fully intend to.

[ He already had of course, but a handful of instructions didn't give him nearly as much as people could. As much as just watching and experiencing could. But the actual contents of the hotel had continued to be a mystery to him due to his inability to get in. Most had simply assumed he was new and would find out shortly, and he'd played into that assumption but unfortunately for him, not many people seemed all too interested in talking about the day-to-day life of the hotel. ]

[ That or he'd promptly gotten 'distracted' with them, just as he was now. ]

Ah... what a clever idea.

[ There's a breathlessness to his tone, the surprise evident at the other's actions, but the look in his eyes makes it all too clear that he's quite impressed with J's work. J will quite quickly figure out that he does not in fact have a tentacle for a penis, but Kleken's overall body temperature is cooler than most to the touch which might offer for an interesting enough experience. Even as an erection starts to grow and fill in the outline shaped by J's fingers and tongue. ]

[ The effect of J's efforts also grow evident on Kleken's face, a flush of color dusting over the tips of his ears as he watches and resists the urge to rock forward. ]

And... quite the talented touch you have.

[macaronage]

Oh, no, it's really fine. We were actually 'married' for a little while the last time I was here.

[ Her dad's dead anyway so Navia can do what she wants!!! Which includes getting down with Wriothesley, honestly. ]

[lieabilities]

Oh, I'm quite pleased to meet you.

[ He says it so plainly and warmly that if he hadn't been so suspicious thusfar, it'd seem incredibly sincere. It might still be?? It's hard to tell with a man of whims like Kleken has. ]

Something like charity work then?

[ Something he has an unfortunate amount of experience with, since while Kleken himself may lack a bleeding heart, his superior certainly seems to have one at times. And whatever the boss wants... ]

[macaronage]

[ Given what she recalls of their previous encounter, she's sure it will be her pleasure, and his smile helps put her at ease in spite of the overwhelming urges she's feeling.

It's a huge relief when they're finally inside and alone. There are far fewer and much less-complicated garments to rid herself of this time, but Tseng is moving her in the direction of a bed before she has a chance to start stripping what little she does have on. His question frazzles her a little, admittedly, because she wants so much that the idea of rebuffing him in any way feels wrong. ]

It's okay. I trust you. Just... let me get my Vision somewhere safe.

[ He might have noticed it the last time, but as she takes off her bikini top, she's careful to reach back between her shoulders to pull her Vision out from where she's tied it into the bow that holds the top together. In spite of how she's feeling, this object is clearly important enough to her that she can still muster the care to set it gently aside.

All bets are off after that, though. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Kleken don't laugh you'll ruin the immersion. ]

[ He manages a light and sheepish-sounding laugh instead, one that he carefully pours a tinge of understanding and dismay into for his little act. He needs to make it sound sincere, after all. ]

Do you suppose so? But it has always been my dream to inherit the family business.

[ Kleken you don't even remember your family anymore- ]

i'm so sorry for the late reply!! this got lost in my inbox orz

[theidlemaiden]

If there was a way to show you Goneril or a way for you to come visit, I think you'd like it. We just might have to keep you out of eyesight from my brother though. He's a little...protective.

[ Inviting someone to Goneril and mentioning Holst in one breath might seem a little forward to anyone who had the context. Maybe even a little too eager depending on who was on the receiving end. But protective big brother who could quickly jump to conclusions aside, there's a sincerity there that shows just how much she means it. The pull of wanting to go home and the realization that she may never have the chance now dawns on her. Regret chases on the heels of that. The irony that she should have appreciated it before it was too late pricks at her heart in a way that she has to ignore. ]

If mermaids exist in Fódlan, I haven't seen them. [ A little furrow appears between her brows as she lets out a somewhat nervous laugh at the thought of Demonic Beasts and other creatures. ] There are definitely other kinds of monsters though. I think I'd almost take the reverse mermaids over them. They seem harmless at least.

[ There's a pause as she mulls over what he had said earlier, about this place being miserable for him. ]

You mentioned the last couple of months have been miserable for you. Is there a reason why?

[theidlemaiden]

[ There's a distinct joy in her laughter as she’s swept off her feet. The thought of removing her hands — and her gaze — from him is the last thing on her mind. She only has eyes for him, and those eyes happen to be full of want and adoration. Hilda trusts him to find them a place, a surface, anywhere to fuck. The thought of it being too public doesn't even cross her mind because frankly the where doesn’t matter so much as having him fill her does. And maybe she’ll be horrified later at that thought once the heat that grips her dissipates but right now all she can do is revel being pressed up against him like this and feeling the toned muscles and cords of his body as he walks with purpose.

She’d also love to know who puts a dresser on the beach - or she would if there weren’t more pressing matters at hand. It doesn’t occur to her that she’s been holding her breath until she seems him lean over her sizing her up like he’s trying to determine how best to begin devouring her whole. But when their lips crash together and her question of how his hands would feel on her is answered, she can’t help but smile.

One hand buries itself into the hair at the nape of his neck, while her legs loop around his waist to tug him that much closer. Feeling the press of his cock against her swimsuit prompts a little moan of want that’s muffled into their kiss as she arches into him and his touch. So hell bent on having less clothing between them, she doesn’t stop to consider that her top being removed might reveal the ugly scar it was hiding in the first place. Instead her other hand snakes between them, skillfully pushing the swimsuit that hugs the curves of his ass so nicely further down onto his hips to reveal some of his length, fingers skipping across the head of him teasingly and relishing in the slickness against her skin. ]

[empaler]

[ the heralding of a tidal wave; a tumultuous sea stirring beneath an otherwise calm surface. she has always been known for her professional impassivity, grace under fire, but even she isn't immune — a sword without a wielder means nothing, no matter how sharp it may be.

even a temporary one is better than nothing. ]

What are you implying, monsieur? [ she demurs, almost coy, despite her dry tone. ] Not vengeance, I hope.

[ she knows exactly what he's implying. ]

[armwriostle]

Do you think I could petition the house to keep this around? [Who knows if it'll stay or not, but he would not be opposed of it did.

he playfully splashes some water at the other.] I cannot help but want to take advantage of what they've given us if this is not a permanent fixture. [With the hotel everchanging, it was hard to tell what was new for them to continue making use of and what wasn't.] Back home, Fontaine's waters are blessed for Vision holders to breathe underwater. It is something I've come to really miss.

[abyssmade]

[ Childe raises an eyebrow, then bursts out laughing. Oh, she doesn't wanna say it, huh? Well, she's agreed to help him so he won't tease too much. ]

I'm sure I can find one to spare. C'mon.

[ He offers her an arm. ]

Let's go get those swimsuit bottoms.

[befehl]

( He can release his 4chan or Redditor atheist into the wild, at least they would be able to debate endlessly. Seeing is believing! And Sunday even got to touch the heavens.
Perhaps a conversation for another day. )

What sort of experiments do you like doing?

( This place really is full of sins. Sunday glances away towards the sky, frowning. )

Bedding with another should be an intimate and beautiful moment, but nothing like this. I suppose it is better to obey than risk turning to stone, as I’ve heard.

( It complicates the heart, too. )

[massochism]

It is volunteer work, yes. The church operates largely on donations, and their co-operation with the Kleinster Kingdom.

[that's... not going to help Kleken understand the actual situation there, but it's enough to work with in general, especially for him.

by now he's also comfortable enough to not... really think much about the drink, lifting it to his lips to take a sip. what is it? he wouldn't know by the taste anyway, drinking as infrequently as he does. (to that end, I'm up for whatever you're feeling, or random chance!)]

It pays enough that I can take care of anything I need to on my own time, at least.