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

[belheir]

A lot of western music and some of it was rap?

[Incredibly gross and disgusting rap at that.........

No one should know this guy listens to songs about beating women dhsjdfgsdf thanks, canon]

[schmisse]

Oh, that's such a relief!

[ Husband or not, Weiss doesn't think he should be given that sort of treatment... treated like some kind of servant and all! Yu deserves respect in Weiss' eyes!

Maybe he should tell her he was joking... ]

If your parents went abroad, why didn't you go with them? That must have been so lonely if you weren't prepared for something like that!

[schmisse]

[ That certainly is a style that she has not seen before. Weiss doesn't gawk, but she does have a moment of pause. It's in this moment that insecurity bleeds through, her more aggressive side thanks to the suit toned down.

It doesn't mean that she's not keen on moving forward though. If anything, she's wondering just how to please him like this. Is is in the same way one would with... humans? She thinks Aak isn't human, anyway.

For all her bravado earlier, she looks to him in the same way that someone would when they ask for help. She sounds nice enough, too. ]

Walk me through how you like it, then.

[ If she wants him to remember this for a long time, then she needs to do this better than how he likes it, period. For now, she doesn't go anywhere near the pinker side of his cock, instead rubbing along what's covered by fur if that does anything to him. ]

[schmisse]

[ This isn't the first time Weiss has eaten anything with... heat in this place. The kind of heat that a sex casino would want one to feel. With her little bite though, there isn't much she feels at this time, so she waits for the drinks to be served to them before taking on an even bigger bite. ]

Maybe it's just what was used to marinate the food.

[ But she can't really be too sure!

Only after Steve's run towards their table, serving two glasses of ice and fresh orange juice, does Weiss take another bite. With a bigger one this time, she gets to savour the juiciness of the skewered meat. With a bigger bite this time, she gets to feel the heat even more.

She pours a glass of juice one after the other, leaving the other one for Mitsuru to take while she drinks about a quarter of what she's served herself. ]

You won't spill any on your bathing suit if you eat it with a fork. [ Like what she said earlier! That does get Weiss to laugh a little, though. Is it strange to think about the girl you just met removing her bathing suit off? It is strange for sure. She tries her best not to think about it too much.

Except, ]

If you had to remove it though, I'll help you out.

[schmisse]

[ That was not what she was thinking he listens to! And so, ]

Do you rap?

[ Boy you gotta stop teasing her this time and rap when she asks you to. ]

[belheir]

No. I've never done it before. Mostly I just listen to music, and play it if it comes to certain instruments, but I've never actually sang anything before.

[He's not teasing!!!!]

[belialedge]

You're a good guy, Olivine. A helluva lot better than most I know back home, anyway.

[ No matter the turmoil, the ups and downs, and even if there was another "side" of the priest no not the slutty one JKLDSFA as he was alluding to when it came to seeing people for more than just one thing, Ragna's opinion of him was going to need some serious work if it were ever going to change. Their eyes meet, and a faux breeze sweeps up behind them as "night" falls, rendering a chill down the taller man's back as he finds himself huddled just a little more against Olivine's side.

He's...definitely not feeling so lonely anymore. The lingering sense of it was there, if only thanks to that damned drink he had, but even without its sway?

This was nice. It was important to hear. And warmth spreads through him at the thought before he sighs more contently this time. ]

Hey, just checking, but...have you grabbed a bite to eat yet? [ Because this time it's Ragna's turn to return the favour. Besides those rabbit skewers that were being heavily advertised, there's also plenty of fresh, hot food or even colder snacks for beating the heat. ] If you don't got plans, my treat if we find something?

[massochism]

[Olivine is eternally saved by the number of people who would murder anyone who really hurt him, probably. but honestly, he's proven himself someone who forgives even people who actually do take advantage of him.

right here and now, though he's definitely feeling nice and light and loose, the priest is at least still completely aware. the light touch leaves a pleasant tingle over his hand even when it's pulled back, and he's plainly pleased at being able to initiate... or reciprocate, maybe? it's so hard for him to tell, still. anyway, he likes flirting, he's found.]

I'm sure you can find a way to make it closer if you find my observations lacking. But I would be lying to say I'm not terribly curious about you.

[massochism]

I'm glad you think so, Ragna. I do my best.

[Honestly, the other side of him isn't as bad as he feels it is (that's called a complex, sir), but he's just been so relieved to be seen as a human and not some perfect representation of God's will. Boy howdy that's a conversation he's going to have to have one day with someone.

The question and subsequent offer are surprising to him, and his smile blooms a little more. Fingers squeeze fondly at his leg where they've remained.]

I haven't yet, and I would be delighted to join you. [even if he's bad at accepting gifts... it's easier when they're both going to be eating. The options are practically limitless, really.] do you have any idea where you might like to start? There are a number of fun little food stalls I saw earlier, and everything looked quite tasty.

[brothergoblin]

[ Begging! He'd snort derisively if his lungs weren't exclusively devoted to moaning right now. The older man draws one out of him like he's a maestro plucking at his harp.

Between the stroking at his erect clit and the newly introduced penetration of his slit, he's fighting to stay the right side of the 'pleasured, but not too much' line.

Being overstimulated isn't necessarily his favorite place to be, but with Concord's solo digit brushing up against his g-spot, he feels his arousal racking up another level. Slick doesn't begin to describe how wet he is, dampness starting to collect between his ass cheeks too. ]

[belialedge]

So long as we skip on mushroom skewers. Sprouting some tail in swimming trunks sounds like a pain in the ass to me.

[ But with a low grunt, Ragna decides to finally rise up to his feet. But not without offering a hand for Olivine should he choose to accept it. He really did help lift him up just now...so. Now it's his turn.

...literally. lfadskj ]

I saw a stand serving takoyaki and yakitori earlier. Have you ever tired either of those?

[schmisse]

Are you serious? Not even in the shower?

[ KAZUYA WHY WON'T YOU SING!!! ]

[belheir]

Maybe now and again in the shower, but it's seen as rude to draw attention to yourself for no reason in public in most places, because it can be disruptive.

[ So no, he's never just belted out a tune. ]

It's probably more common in the west to do such a thing, though? But I don't think I'd publicly do it unless invited to. It'd be weird.

[icequeenly]

[ There are a whole lot of things that could be said in polite conversation with someone you've just met. Mitsuru of all people should know, she had been schooled in such things ever since she was young enough to remember the lessons. The art of polite conversation was always essential to forging new business relationships after all.

At no point in a first meeting is it appropriate to be offered help to remove one's swimsuit - even worse, to actually seriously begin to consider it on her part...

She had taken another larger bite of the rabbit meat while Weiss had been suggesting what she said about marinade. During which Mitsuru is rapidly beginning to realise that it really is a mistake to ever trust any food served in public in this place. She can feel that heat building within her body, with the knowledge that it's only going to get more unbearable from here on. It feels a little like the time she ended up in the greenhouse during the high pollen levels a few months back, only the effects seem a lot faster with their onset.

Unfortunately, Mitsuru is all too aware of what she's beginning to crave as she eyes Weiss and it is definitely not more food, cheeks turning an attractive red shade that almost matches the colour of her hair. ]

I... Perhaps there might be a small mark on it.

[ How she would know that is anybody's guess, given that she's not even looking at her swimsuit as she says it. ]

[lieabilities]

[ The man is too kind. Kleken hasn't yet worked out how he might like to take advantage of that kindness, still unsure of what actually living in the hotel might require, but it's certainly something he's noted for the hopeful future. Presently, well. ]

[ Presently, he'd like to fully enjoy his time spent with such charming company. Flirting was a favored way of spending time with a person, and it's quite nice that Olivine seems open to it, even more so in his inebriated state. ]

Oh? Do you have a question you'd like answered about me?

[wray]

By another guest? [ Not that it surprises him to hear that, considering the nature of this place and how easily it can affect you. ] I've had a close encounter with a shade, I suppose.

[ That's about the closest call he's ever gotten. In the library, at least. ]

Then someone tried to cuddle from behind...

[ ... ]

I see your point.

[theidlemaiden]

It wasn't so bad. We had other things like beautiful fields full of wildflowers and glacial lakes. 

[ It's not quite the sea, but it's still something. Talking about it only serves to fill her with a sense of wistfulness for home. She knows she can't linger too long on the thought or talk about it at anymore depth than she is. Tears were hardly befitting of a day on the sea. Hilda tears her gaze away from Nami for just a moment to stare out to sea. ] 

In fact, staring up at the mountains sort of makes me feel like I do right now: that there's so much more to see out there. 

[ Case in point... 

Her gaze flits back just in time to see what she swears is a little flush of colour across the apple of Nami's cheeks. It could be nothing or it could be something. ] 

Not at all. Does that mean that you're also looking for this mysterious One Piece? It can't just be treasure, can it? 

fin! 🎀

[theidlemaiden]

[ That earns him a cheeky grin. ] 

I don't know about that. If I need any nightgowns, I know exactly who to go and ask. 

[ She's probably worn something similar before in the past - albeit with a little more lace. It smells nice at least; she can catch the faint smell of whatever it is he wears and it's comforting in a way that she doesn't expect it to coming from a near stranger. Was she really just that homesick? Or was there something more familiar about him that she wanted to latch onto in this strange, new world that she had found herself in?

If the former were true, that wasn't fair of her to put on him.

Before curling a little tighter into a ball she scooches a little closer to him, both in a desire to seek warmth and simply to continue chasing away the loneliness that had ensnared her. ] 

I'm Hilda. And really, it's nothing.

[ Without thinking she rests her head upon his shoulder for a brief moment following his gaze back out to sea. Her eyes stay open for just a beat longer before they close, allowing the sound of the waves to wash over them along with a sense of peace that she hadn't felt since arriving. ] 

I should be the one saying thank you. 

[armwriostle]

Well, that is true. Everything this place does is geared towards getting us to sleep with each other. [And while he doesn't agree with being coerced, nor will he ever agree at being prisoners to this place, he also isn't exactly the most unwilling. Sleeping around, especially when a transaction was involved, was more normal in the prison than it probably was in the overworld. Credit coupons could get one anything they wanted if that was what they wished.

He has also been here long enough that he's at least used to the machinations of this place. His suit burning under his skin shows on him in small ways. A slightly flushed face and a thin sheen of sweat. An obvious bulge in his swim shorts.]

I'm no hero. I'm just someone who wants to help out. If it makes you feel better, thinking of it as a mutual agreement. Helping you just happens to help me out. [Because he knows that some people don't want to feel indebted or that they're at the mercy of being helped by someone. If it makes it easier for her to swallow the moment, then he'll happily play the part of a man who's just getting something out of it.

He reaches out and pulls her into his lap. Like this, it's very obvious that he isn't unaffected from the dream.] I'll take care of you, so just enjoy the moment.

[philancer]

[ That has him tugging chidingly on her hair, touch light - mostly just to get her attention. ]

Who said anything about owing anything? Why wouldn't I want to spend time with you? You're the first familiar face that's shown up here that I was actually happy to see.

[ Okay, Felix was an exception there, but Felix was also complicated and his joy at seeing his best friend's face was somewhat tempered by the awareness of how much Felix would fucking hate this place. And that's even before they started comparing very confusing notes. ]

[philancer]

[ He gives a chuckle at her impatience, but he knows where she's guiding his hand the moment she starts dragging it downward. He lets her, though, lets her guide him, but his fingers are ready the moment he slips then between her legs. His thumb rubs over her clit, giving her the momentarily stimulation before taking over things at his own pace. Alternating between slow, circular strokes and flicking it softly with the tips of his fingers. Keeping the sensations building, wanting her to get lost in her need and pleasure first before he gave her what she really wanted.

His lips move along her shoulder, nipping softly at the pale flesh under his mouth. And then he's leaning back on the lounger, taking her with him, shifting the angle of his next thrust up into her, the new position letting him go deeper still. His fingers play against sensitive skin as his other hand tangles fingers in her long hair, tugging her in for a kiss. ]

[armwriostle]

A lot of things remind me of home as of late. It is inevitable that one might become homesick after being gone so long.

[He gazes back at the stars.] But, no. This view is one that you can see back home. I can tell that this is a view from home. [He has seen this view so many times while smoking at the entrance behind the Opera Epiclese.]

I've seen it too many times to forget it.

[armwriostle]

I gave you a kiss already. [He never said it had to be a kiss on the lips.

Sir, do you want to be smooched that much? He can't tell if this is some weird sense of pride or maybe the man actually wants a kiss on the lips? If the other wasn't seemingly so serious about the moment, he might have laughed at how ludicrous this had become.

Never had he had someone demand to make out with them even after he had given them a kiss. The man was cute to say the least.]

I didn't realize you wanted a proper kiss so much. How can I say no when you're being so earnest. [He isn't about to make them beg when they're being so demanding. He grabs Lon'qu's jaw in a firm grip before he leans down to press his mouth to the other man's. He intends to give them a kiss they won't forget with how he's already deepening the kiss, hand coaxing to get the other to part their lips so that he can slip his tongue to explore the inside of their mouth.]

[skinstitch]

( having the wherewithal to at least swipe for fuuta's hoodie, rather than leave it there on the beach, he pulls it in against his chest with his free hand--his knees bend, feet finding his weight in the sand, and he follows after him, sinking footsteps in that will be washed away, surely, by the morning. tide or not, he imagines that the falsity of the beach will be well-hidden--not to convince anyone that it's real, but more to help keep the illusion rather than shattering it for anyone's pleasure. there's some stupid saying about how 'you can't lead a horse to water' or something similar: that a person can't force another person to do something, but they can only provide the opportunity. even so, fuuta pulls, taking his hand and his arm and dragging him up the beach towards the line of bungalows out in the distance: and he's not being forced, not being pushed in through a doorway or latched into a bed. fuuta can't make him feel something he doesn't feel, can't make him take advantage of this quiet moment, with nothing else interrupting them.

but opportunities? he knows how to grab for them. he knows how to hold onto them with everything he has, to latch on with determination. it's all that his life hinges on, now--that almost fragile hold he has over the deterioration of his body, of his head, of his insides.

there's no part of him that wants to leave. no part of him that wants to go away, as fuuta puts it, even if he's talking more broadly, even if he means it in a different sense. as they approach one of the bungalows, his gaze is focused over the messy shape of fuuta's hair, looking, listening, trying to decide which one to go for: in the end, he's gently pulling fuuta in against his side as though to shield him as he reaches with his other hand, hoodie in tow, for the door to creak it open. it's empty--he'd been braced for a fight, but it's empty.

rather than turn on a light, he tosses fuuta's hoodie out into the dark--it lands on an armchair, and the moonlight from the beach pours in through open windows, the distant sound of waves crashing, music playing from one of the bar stands down the way. )

Is that right? ( soft, warm, a little mischeivous--he turns, pulling fuuta into the room so that he can shut the door behind him; then he's getting both hands free to plant them around fuuta's hips, looping around to his back so that he can abruptly, bodily, lift him off his feet. ) Same goes for you, then. Make me want to stay.

( with fuuta's body pressed up against his chest, he takes a few steps back--stumbles, even, a few steps back, knocking into someone's discarded suitcase, or a bag, or something that complains as it's nudged across the floor. )

Make me not wanna leave. ( as he plants fuuta down on the first surface he finds--which seems to be some kind of writing desk, spread out with some seashells and other memorabilia that someone clearly brought back from the beach. he cages fuuta in there, forcing himself between his knees. ) I don't wanna leave, but make it harder for me anyway.

[bleakdecember]

[That's more than enough to encourage him to get bolder. Akechi lets his hands drop, running languidly over his chest. Soon enough, Akechi's unbuttoning Yu's shirt with hungry eyes and quick fingers.]

Tell me about them. [He tilts his head, to allow better access, with a faint moan.] Or better yet, show me.