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

[massochism]

[at that time, Olivine will be sure to tell him he has nothing to apologise for. for right now, though, they're here together. the House may still have the upper hand, but that won't last forever.]

I think most of us have been doing so, yes. Just feeling... alive, and outside of the weight of everything you had to carry, even for a little while. [his gaze drifts up to the sky, just a small handful of familiar constellations tugging at his heartstrings, reminding him of home. it isn't as pleasant as he'd like, with them. and, at the lack of recoil, he allows himself to lean in a little, enough that perhaps their shoulders brush.] I'm sure you'll find your way. We may not have known each other for long, but I can tell that you're a resilient soul, earnest and kind.

[a soft laugh escapes him at that.]

I apologise if you'd rather be seen otherwise, though. I do understand how important reputations can be.

[massochism]

I think you're the type who would have a good chance at it, yes. You don't strike me as someone who can be swayed easily, even if something is difficult.

[granted, the priest knows full well that he gives his trust too easily sometimes—but men who intend to deceive usually aren't so blatant about it, he finds. There's a fine line between doing "bad" for a discernible reason and doing it simply because you feel like it, no matter who it hurts, and Kleken... well, he straddles the line delicately enough that Olivine has no idea if he's right or not yet, but that's not the point. Sometimes, you're just an idiot who makes strong assumptions and gets lucky enough to get out alive if they're wrong.]

[virtuesignal]

Did you drop your manners out there, too?

[The needy please is polite, but the rest of this is about as inappropriate as possible. Still, Concord isn't dumping him forward, despite that being in his power. He feels bad for this young man, getting wound up in such a way in a new, confusing place,

Concord is withholding his touch for at least one answer, first. Because he's really not one to do this sort of thing on impulse, but especially not with a relative stranger,]

Tell me your name, first.

[brothergoblin]

[ Tyler's a squirming, needy mess of limbs and they haven't even gotten started yet. His need is so intense that he's already sporting a light sheen of sweat, the sweep of his hair sticking lightly to one of his temples. Maybe once the heat has been worked from his body and he's recovered from whatever stupor that might leave him in, he'll have something smartass to say about his manners. For now he leans back harder against the solid chest behind him and groans impatiently. ]

T-Tyler. I'm Tyler.

[ The desperation is laced deep in the shaky breath between him sharing and belatedly realizing maybe he's going to get places faster if he just plays along with this part first. ]

Y-ahhfuck!

[ The ache between his legs feels unbearable, like he might lose his mind if he doesn't take care of this need. Somehow he manages to grind out a question in return. ]

Yours?

[ratratrat]

[Charlie's grip is firm as he shakes to seal their agreement - it lasts just a bit too long,] Deal.

And don't worry, I'd rather not contribute to too much uh, distribution either. [Only now does he let go of Aak's hand.] I'll get you equipped, comfortable, and working.

Then I look forward to what you churn out. [With the extra affirmation given, Charlie adjusts the way his collection of sunglasses hangs from the hem of his robe. There's another wildcard passing by - Charlie leans around his new partner to make eye contact with the poor bastard. Need anythin?]

[OOC: Ending Charlie's piece here!]

[ratratrat]

[Seimei wants his hands on him - Charlie felt the way warmth had snaked around his waist in their retreat from the sand. It's no surprise that his companion sits near and reaches for him again.

His gaze drifts to Seimei's fingers, idly considering the motion and their position.]

...you could do that. [He shifts, making more room for the man on the chair with him.] But I'm supposed to be looking after you. So how about you tell me how you like to relax?

[With more cushion available, he pats Seimei's thigh and then the revealed space.]

Maybe I'll give it a try.

[virtuesignal]

Tyler. I'm Concord.

[Said with a sigh, before his arms bundle more around the young man. There's something protective and shielding to Concord's hold on Tyler. It's loose enough that he could get out of it, but firm enough to not yield to just any squirming,]

I'll get you through this. Grant me your trust. [Ever the dutiful man, even with something like sex. Concord's hands finally fall in closer to Tyler's pussy. One keeps a thigh spread and the other moves large fingers towards his entrance. Not to press inside, but to slick themselves with the wetness leaking out, curious to how aroused Tyler really was.

Desperately, turns out, Tyler's whimpering tone no exaggeration. He drags up from there, feeling out the shape and heat, eventually focusing up on Tyler's erect clit. Concord hooks two, wet fingers to catch it between the furthest knuckles of his large digits. He rubs that swollen nub with a not-too-delicate approach. Concord's pretty sure Tyler has a need for intensity right away,]

[brothergoblin]

[ It's for the best it's such a unique name, Tyler's current ability to memorize details severely compromised.

He groans even as the air changes around his exposed sex, the coolness of it washing over him as Concord's hands move. Strong arms frame his slender body and they're the only thing keeping him in place as he strains his hips. He'd be squirming off Concord's lap if it wasn't for the additional support.

His eyes roll back in his head as finally his clit gets the attention and stimulation he's been desperate for since he left the beach. Time feels so unimportant now that fingers are stroking him exactly where he needs it, the low, primal moan not dragged from him but supplied happily.

His head falls back against the bigger man behind him and he grips thick thighs beneath him to try and anchor himself, nails digging in lightly. ]

Fuck, yes, just... just like that.

[molotovmoustache]

[It's hard to think of someone as a creature when such incredulity hits every facet of their being. From the tension in Charlie's hands to the way his mouth hangs open in a moment the hunter pins as positively rare...

It's fucking endearing. Something Baptiste could grumble about at a later time, but now?

Now his mind swims at the rapid fire response that comes from that stunned silence. His shoulders still move, panting as Charlie's face is close to his once more. The bite gesture in his periphery coaxing him, daring him.

He had bit this man because he wanted to bite. Petty revenge for the bites and addled blood taken from him. Yet the wisdom and clarity that had reminded him of the tainted blood that now existed in that kiss is overtaken by will of a pervasive blackberry cocktail.

This time Baptiste's hand grabs Charlie's face as he smashes his bloodied lips into the other's. A shiver of satisfaction crawls up Baptiste's spine when he finds the traces of his own warmth still present on the vampire's tongue. The kiss an easy vessel to fill with his own warmth.]

[ratratrat]

[The conclusion Charlie had strained to draw is confirmed the instant Baptiste's hand grabs his jaw. In the half-second between contact and kiss, he thinks... this man's grip is a bit weak.

Then warmth blossoms in his mouth once more, and there's no space in his head for complaints.

Stale vitae coats his tongue, which laps over Baptiste's not for the taste of spoiled sustenance but heat. Charlie groans, at once satisfied and greedy, as their bodies fold into one another again.

He should squeeze some of his own blood from the wound in his lip and intermingle it in their exchange. Bond and ghoul a food source - but much like chagrin, practicality is absent. The hazy idea of what he should do dissipates entirely as he slides a hand around Baptiste's ribs and squeezes. His thumb finds special purchase between bone, a comfortable place to hold as he runs his tongue over the man's teeth.]

[molotovmoustache]

[Before coming here? Ah yes. The little game they were all entangled in...]

I'll help you find it. [Baptiste offers. Quickly, even. While he wouldn't say this place was his element - his spirit only perseveres in the face of challenge.] We can work together. Like right now. Keep each other afloat.

[bedroll]

[ Somehow the irreverence is enough. The lighthearted acceptance, without a beat missed, and the small twirl before she sits, as if showing off a new dress. It could be argued that that notion wasn't too far off, and that, finally, is the thing that gets him laughing just a little bit. Even if it's just at himself, for a foolish notion that, while it didn't quite backfire, also didn't quite turn out like he'd expected either. But the way she looks in it, seated in the sand beside him, he thinks a little self-deprecation is worth it. ]

Looks like we won't be sharing a closet after all.

[ His gaze isn't quite so heavy now, his chest not quite so tight. Despite their mutual pining for worlds neither one of them can be sure they'll see again, and likely not any time soon, there's a familiar spark he sees in her of people he knew back home. And right now, he'll do just about anything to shield that spark from the cool ocean breeze, the threat of sand dousing it—or even just any further sips from cups that feel bottomless when really he's just been foolish enough to keep returning for more misery.

With a small sigh, finally one not full of discontentment and longing, he settles back with his arms propped behind him, eyes focused on the way the waves give a convincing performance of a tide. ] Thanks. For keeping me company like this. Name's Gladiolus. Just in case you end up having to stick around this place.

[bedroll]

[ While the theme of his brief visit seems to be an ever-escalating series of embarrassments, it's clear enough that his question begets a wholly different one, between the consternation on the kid's face, and the flowery speech he gets for an answer. Still, he repeats it to himself, in an effort to re-associate the face with a new name. ]

Gladio still works just fine for me. But in the interest of a trade, the last name's Amicitia. [ He pauses, the teasing nickname of a completely different teen coming immediately to mind. ] Don't worry about trying to pronounce that.

[ The sun is completely gone at this point, and he's got more or less what he'd come for, but he lingers just long enough to add. ] You prefer Fox or Yusuke from me? [ Or Kitagawa, he supposes, though there's a measure of seniority and friendliness that feels like they're past family names. ]

[bedroll]

[ There's a perhaps well-timed, perhaps mortifying shiver when Prompto's hands pass over his chest like that. It's always been a sensitive spot, but only all the more so in situations like this, with his nerves (and arousal) already heightened. It earns Prompto an encouraging squeeze of his hip, and a bit more than that that's, for now, hidden from view. Funny how this place gets under your skin so easily, he thinks, with nothing to blame it on but his own unchecked descent into exactly where the resort wants him to go.

At least Prompto has an excuse, and Gladio will let him blame the food, the drink, and anything else he pleases if it'll keep things easy between them. He's disinclined to spoil one of the best things that's happened to him since he got here, and that's also why, when there is only the briefest of fumbles, he's quick to help hoist his friend up, into his lap, even though it comes as a surprise. No hiding his own budding boner now, but at least this gives him full rein. And full rein comes with the fast and easy glide of an over-slicked hand and a strong, over-practiced arm. ]

That better? [ His voice is low, lined with a smirk as he secures his other arm around Prompto's waist, elbow down, forearm aligned with his spine, so that his fingers can barely brush at the nape of his neck. ]

[skinstitch]

( there's a soft roll of his eyes, but he doesn't bother getting in the way--it's not like he doesn't know that bakugou is some goody-two-shoes little hero wannabe, which means that of course he'll be adverse to putting anything in his mouth that he doesn't know the origin of, or worse, anything that might have liquor in it; he can only imagine the backlash if he had offered him a cigarette. rather than say anything, he watches, mildly, as the bartender provides the glasses of water, and then scurries off to the other end of the little drink stand as though to put as much distance between herself and the two of them as possible. smart move. rather than go for the water, like he could, he takes his drink in hand, idly giving it a slight stir before he takes a sip from the top. it's decorated the way that bakugou's is also decorated: speared with little fruit slices and even a colorful paper umbrella, giving the illusion that this is some fancy beach getaway.

with a soft breath, he takes another swallow, while bakugou downs the glass of water like he's never had any before. kid lacks manners about as much as he does.

to his benefit, he doesn't laugh, at least, when he splutters around the liquor in the drink. probably hits him hard and fast in the stomach, at least that would be his guess, and damn, who said you had to chug it, little firecracker? his eyes roll up to keep from laughing; he takes another slow swallow, before he drags out the toothpick speared with two chunks of pineapple and a lone strawberry. )

You'll pay me back. ( he repeats it slowly, thoughtfully. ) And how are you gonna do that?

( he lets that silence stretch for a moment, and cuts bakugou off before he can even make up some kind of flustered answer-- )

You get money through fucking. Having sex. Remember that? ( he's not going to say that there are other ways, obviously, that would ruin the fun. ) So how about you just pay it forward?

( he's already grinning, as he brings the toothpick up, catches one of the pineapple chunks with his teeth and spears it away into his mouth. )

If we fuck, then you'll get money. And you can buy your own clothes. How's that work for you?

milking counts as 'and more'

[lieabilities]

Mm... that's right. I believe I asked for a cup of your lower bodily fluids?

[ That's not at all what he asked for, but is Baizhu coherent enough to correct him? ]

[ He certainly hopes not. Or at least, he'll do his best to keep the man so distracted that he can't, teasing his ear with his mouth like he is. ]

[ Those squeezes are enough of an invitation for the tentacles in question to continue satisfying their own curiosity, a thinner one sliding its way under the fabric of Baizhu's waistband this time to run along the side of his hip and curl itself over the curve of his ass. Sorry for the cool intrusion, kind of. Unless Baizhu's into that actually- ]

[keyeju]

[ If Gen had the ability to fly instead of paddling his way to safety, believe him he would in a heartbeat. More importantly if he happened upon someone else that seemed stranded, and he happened to have a way to bail them out of trouble he'd also be offering his services.

Though admittedly if someone wanted to be stubborn and refuse his help he'd be fast to stand back and let them struggle before bailing them out. Something that Enji might end up having to do soon, because while Gen is smugly doing just fine fighting strong currents for awhile, moving his way back towards the beach, it's that undertow that's really moving away from the beach, and pouring all that excess water off into a void.

He gets a decent ways back to shore before a surge in that undertow snags his foot and--

Oops his head is disappearing under the water fast.

Look if he drowns and dies, at least Enji can rest easy knowing he really did this to himself. ]

[silicone]

[ gently, he lets his hand slowly rub wriothesley's back up and down, stroking easily as he enjoys the softness of the kiss. it feels exactly like that, and as he pulls away just as carefully, he thunks their foreheads together a moment. ]

Feel real enough?

[ he maybe ducks in to squeeze in another hug, pressing closely, genuinely. the hug is almost kind of desperate, and maybe that's because of the residual memory that he has hanging off of him. even if the warm sun and the salty water, and the delight of seeing old friends again, it sticks to him like tar, clings, and it'll take a bit for him to shove it in the box where it belongs. that's fine. ]

[keyeju]

[ A window that he's going to move to the side of the door and peer through, to make sure that no one is inside.

Sure enough, the place looks empty. Now while he's not super inclined towards committing crimes himself......

He's also not as opposed as he probably should be for someone in his position.

A good push up on the window shows that locking the door was entirely pointless, because it opens with absolutely no resistance. ]

Might as well if they're going to make it so easy for us.

[ He tilts his head towards the window. ]

After you?

[ Or is she going to make him pick her up and chuck her through a window too? ]

[armwriostle]

Hm? No. What makes you think that?

[He looks genuinely surprised at the words. Sure, he was being a little playful, but he didn't think his actions were offensive in anyway. Had he stepped over a line he didn't realize?]

It depends from person to person doesn't it? Some people value even kisses quite highly. [A certain redhead comes to mind even.] You seemed apprehensive, so I didn't want to force you.

[philancer]

[ And what if it’s not your dream, Rufus?

But Sylvain just gives a quiet scoff of amusement at the lackluster praise, knowing there was more meaning beneath them than the blond likely wanted to give away. He’s certainly not lacking for confidence in his own skills anyway. ]

So glad you approve. So did that count as enough ‘defiling’ of your father’s desk or did you have more in mind?

[philancer]

You don’t have to thank me.

[ Chuckling, he cards his fingers through Eiden’s hair, soothing him as he reclines there, more than comfortable for the moment. ]

Might as well take a breather and relax for a bit while we can. [ A pause, before he gives a playful wink down at the man sprawled across his chest. ] Just in case, you know, all the effects haven’t worn off yet.

[ He says it lightly, like it’s a joke. But after the rabbit hunt event, that’s not really far from the truth. ]

[armwriostle]

Oh. [As he takes a seat next to Sylvain, he holds his hand out for a moment. Sylvain can watch the gentle conjuring of snowflakes. Just small ice particles to give the other an example.] Visions are a little more than just baubles. We can harness an element through them. Mine is Cryo.

[He knows that his body temperature before had been something more normal, but had settled on a much cooler temperature when he had gotten access to his Vision's potential in March.

Though...right now, the boxer was on the warmer side. It's probably because they were swimming around for so long though.]

[philancer]

[ Sure it is.

Sylvain blinks at the small show of magic, a smile lighting up his face. ]

Did you really just summon snowflakes? On a beach?

Is Cryo a fancy word for ice?

such a strong man (mentally, emotionally)

[malpwactice]

[The warm body pulls back and Aak takes some satisfaction in the fact it seems so difficult. He does settle his feet back down onto the beachfront sand and flicks his tongue over his lip before back inside his mouth.]

You could be in other kinds of throes. [It's less of a serious attempt at seduction and more teasing now. Baptiste has chosen the path of responsibility and so it felt like making fun of a friend deciding to do their homework. Not that Aak had friends. Or homework. Either way, it's a smug, toothy grin.]

But, weeeeeell, if you want to gamble then I shouldn't give you my contact info, right? Leave it up to chance?

[Despite everything about the atmosphere Baptiste gives off, Aak still naturally assumes everyone gets the network and communicator until proven anyways.]