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

[lieabilities]

I'm always sweet.

[ ... Aak already knows whether that's a lie or the truth. ]

[ But whatever way he wants to call it in this moment, it doesn't change the fact that Kleken in all of his very healthy and unharmed or sick state is tilting Aak's chin up to lead him into a kiss. One that is... surprisingly sweet? ]

[ Maybe sweet. ]

[ It's light, the soft press of his lips against Aak's, and rather than a singular meeting of their lips, it's soft kiss upon kiss. The angle shifts just a little with each one, so the repetitiveness of the action isn't fully felt, but each kiss begins to linger a little longer. Steal a little more of Aak's breath away. ]

[keyeju]

[ This is truly the curse of Narumi. The times that people will lower themselves to sleep with him will largely be times they're already vulnerable thanks to the meddling of the resort, and that means that when Narumi acts as a Narumi is wont to act that they won't have the strength needed to ditch him like they should.

If any other person had walked by right now, Fuuta would have another option, but unfortunately the two of them had decided to go to a secluded location where Fuuta's only immediate option is the deeply inept man in front of him right now. It means he's forced to finger himself open in a hurry, roll himself over into a compromising position, and angry beg for what he probably already suspects will be the most mediocre dick he's ever experienced. ]

You get even bossier when you're this horny, huh?

[ The good news is this: Narumi's cock is thicker than his fingers. He's not working with some sort of abnormally large hentai dick here, but it's a perfectly serviceable, perfectly average cock, and as he moves to line himself up behind Fuuta now, pressing the head of his cock into Fuuta's entrance, he will drag along Fuuta's walls as he presses in.

The bad news is that, probably expected, Narumi's got no sense of rhythm or pacing for this. He's going at it quick and jerky right out of the gate instead of working up to something that would actually be more pleasant for both of them. It's probably more enjoyable than the fingering, but there's no way it's the best sex that Fuuta's ever had here at the Golden Peacock by a country mile. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Okay but he would be absolutely tickled at an affectionate nickname like 'Asshole'- ]

[ And however much they seem to squabble, Kleken purposefully trying to get on the other man's words repeatedly in the exceedingly short time they've known each other, he leans into that touch to his check like they're intimate lovers. Ever the glutton for an affectionate touch, whether sincere or not. ]

I read once in a book that a nickname should be a reflection of your honest thoughts of the other person.

[ He has read no such thing in any book, but it is an idea he formed out of observation of his environments and that's more or less the same thing (it is not). ]

Do convey your impression of me with a simple name.

[ Surely Baizhu can think of a nickname while those devious tentacles begin to pick up pace in stroking them both, pulsing tighter around them. ]

[belialedge]

Then mind filling me in, Lil Monix??

[ He was everything of a maelstrom that Monika had fallen for, all rolled up into one. But at the core of it all, despite the fact his Diamond Tattoo was a burning shade of crimson and blackened around the edges, Ragna was still the man in control at the end of the day. It was his choice. His decision. And all signs were pointing towards him crumbling to his own desires that never waned from the day that he met her. From the dangerous rendezvous in the elevator when they were still mere wildcards, to that fateful night she made his birthday feel important for the first time in his life...

Who the hell was he kidding? He hadn't gotten her out of his head from day one. It only got stronger, despite the fact Ragna may have been the one to feed into her seductress skills. After all, who was the one that encouraged her to flex just how much of an overachiever she was for her birthday boy? Who drove him senseless over the phone and via text before desperation clutched their hearts and saw her braving the depths to try and break that shitty bed of his? Who was wetting her lips for him now, reaching down and tapping his lips as he sighs hotly against her slender digit? ]

Moni...ka...

[ Her. Just her. It's always been her. She was every bit human as he was. Her soul was laid to bare for him in every conceivable way, and deep down...he revelled in it. Because if Ragna was supposed to be honest with himself as she sits up and pushes her hips more firmly into his hands, squeezing her ass through those enticing shorts of hers...

You've liked her all along, haven't you, Mr. Grim Reaper? You wanted to protect that soul you saw in her this whole time? That smile and happiness you personally blessed her with? The light in her heart despite the darkness that festers in yours. ]

You say that like you WANT me to be tamed.

[ Who was to say that despite nurturing and protecting that soul...that there wasn't something exciting and perverse about seeing it so corrupt because of him? Because everything she's doing for him now, enticing his eyes with the way droplets of sweat slide into her cleavage and invited his mismatched gaze to those perfect breasts pressed together in her top, her taut belly, her deliciously soft thighs straddling the sides of him...

Far be it from her very own Studedge not to answer in kind. Not in this dreamscape they found themselves in and the fact she had a fully-activated Black Beast to contend with.

He's been rock hard for a good while now...hasn't he? What better way to tell then the way he guides her to grind her hips a little bit further back so he can reach down to shove the front of his trunks further out of the way? Until with a very promising and proud lurch his massive cock rests against her stomach, the swollen head of him reaching dauntingly past her navel and just shy of the underswell of her tits. ]

[belialedge]

You say that like I should be worried. [ There's a fleck of teasing behind his own words as he takes the initiative to close what little distance remains between himself and Olivine. Already hand-in-hand, his mismatched gaze takes a second or two to admire the man up and down. There's a certain...softness behind the man that draws him, the longer he thinks about it. With or without an aphrodisiac in tow, there's solace on Ragna's end knowing that he wasn't about to turn into some ravenous beast. ] Let's hit the bedroom?

I'll work you up good before we get that far.

[ He wants to explore the man before him, step by step. This time, at his pace. He's at his most comfortable when he has more of the control, he's learning. ]

[snakelace]

[ If he calls him that he’s never calling Kleken anything at all— ]

Is that…so…

[ He’s not going to question it, not when Kleken’s still clearly trying to mess with him like this. Maybe he shouldn’t play along and give him a nickname after all! That would show him!

But he realizes that he doesn’t know this stranger’s name at all, so… ]

Then I will. If you let us both…mmm…

[ Don’t make him spell it out, not when he’s forced to cuddle up to you like this out of necessity! ]

[factoring]

Oh yes-

[ In this lust addled haze, that's the best thing she's ever heard. New and exciting, warm and sticky with Ragna's cum. Her curiosity is overwhelming her rational judgement, because it deserves to, doesn't it? She spends so much time being cautious and watching her wording. It's a salve to completely give herself over to the sensations of the flesh.

Every stroke of his cock pushing against her body is intense and mind shattering. There's no other thought in her head as she crushes their lips together, moaning loud, riding his cock until he comes again and again. The orgasms are mind numbing and she couldn't be happier. ]

[massochism]

It's nothing like that...

[Olivine chuckles at the teasing, then tilts his head up a little as Ragna closes the distance between them. It kindles—everything, really: the aphrodisiac, his natural libido, his essence. Tamping down on the impatience is easier now than it will be soon, he's sure.]

Yes, of course. And you're welcome to take all the time you like, hehe.

[It's an easy agreement to make, and he reaches up to just brush a lock of hair back briefly.]

Lead the way?

[factoring]

[ Of course it wouldn't be enough with whatever is thrumming in his veins right now. But watching people squirm is one of her favorite pastimes, and it would be a real shame to cut things short. ]

Hehe.

[ She starts walking them towards a bed, hand still stroking his dick all the while. ]

[cartographie]

[ :* ]

[malpwactice]

[From having his first kiss here at the hotel, Aak had gone around a few times on whether he liked the act. His impulsive, pleasure-chasing nature was exposed to too much at once. Kissing seemed to be at the bottom of the list of pleasurable things he could now grab. A few people had changed his mind, though. A good kiss was a mix of skill and emotional satisfaction for him.]

[And the kisses he were given were certainly sweet. Each little press would feel tame if not for the frequency and the air of danger the one giving him had. It fulfilled the little need he had to feel like a precious possession of someone who could keep him safe.]

[A couple kisses in, Aak starts rising to meet them. Rather than just being doted on he shows his own acceptance of them. He'll also leave a little flick of rough tongue against the others' lips.]

[Outside of the surprise, Aak wriggles his fingers to see if those nosy tentacles were still looking for attention. He would rather direct all his attention at Kleken but it couldn't hurt to have the wandering limbs on his side, too.]

[pyrolyzed]

[ The worst worst part is that, for one moment, Fuuta really had thought he might get a little reprieve. Completely ignoring that snide comment, Fuuta had braced himself for what was coming next, even giving a little shiver of relief upon feeling the head of Narumi's cock touch against his entrance. That building heat inside him's long hit a boiling point, the ferocity of that desire enough that it's starting to grow genuinely painful, and the thought that finally he'll get to squelch it and feel normal again has him dropping his guard.

Then the first jerky thrust almost rams him into the headboard.

Fuuta just barely manages to brace himself before his sternum whacks into the hard wood. A good thing, because that definitely would have taken him out of commission for a half-hour minimum. Or -- maybe that would have been more merciful, actually? ]

Nnh, wai -- [ Though he manages to keep his chest clear of the headboard by locking his arms as best as he can, that doesn't make the rest of all this any more pleasant! There's no rhythm to the movements jostling him, the drive of Narumi's cock inside him coming both too quick and too shallow, and Fuuta flinches when the next thrust goes deep without warning. A move that could probably be mistaken for a jolt of pleasure, except Fuuta's grunt is definitely one of discomfort, not joy. ] -- wait, not like that, you dumbass --

[ Then Narumi pulls almost all the way out, earning a startled jerk; Fuuta ducks his head as he tries to adjust, only for the next thrust in to have him bonking his head against the headboard. Erotic. ]

[keyeju]

[ There's that moment in movies where a woman will grab a man by his tie to lead him where she wants him to go, or if one were to watch a certain genre of porn someone might be led around by a collar and a leash instead.

Gen can't say he's ever seen one where someone was led around by their dick, but that sure is what's happening here, isn't it?

It feels surreal, stumbling after a woman as she walks back towards a bed, seemingly as uninterested in making it easy for herself by taking her hand off of him as he is having her not touch him for a second.

It does mean he's not going to be able to do much to set the pace for awhile, but by the time they get to the bed he will be moving to crawl onto her lap before she even has a chance to settle down onto the mattress. ]

[canttrickmeanymore]

Interesting, because Peter doesn't always feel like a hero. He often feels like he screws up so much that the good things he's managed aren't enough.

Peter snorts lightly when he laughs. "Now you sound like Tony." Tony never thought he was wrong either.

[abit_ofboth]

As someone who was literally set up to fail at every turn, Loki can understand that feeling and attest to the fact that it’s not true. If it can change for him, it certainly must be okay for someone like Peter as well.

“Oh? Do I now? Is this Tony brilliant and handsome then?” Loki is aware that Peter comes from his world, but he’s not assuming that his Tony is Stark. It’s a pretty common name on Midgard and he doesn’t want to assume.

He also can’t imagine a world where anyone would think he and Stark had anything in common.

[lieabilities]

[ Oh, that has his attention perked right up. The potential of getting a nickname, even if from someone he's only just met, is too intriguing an idea to let go of. Sorry Baizhu but he's getting one out of him one way or another. Though it seems like he's at least got an easy way to do it. ]

Ah, that's right.

[ His tone is very much of someone who completely forgot he was in the process of giving them matching hand-... tentaclejobs. And he might have forgotten it a bit at the promise of personalized nicknames, but the tentacles certainly never ceased their movements. And now with Kleken's attention back on them, their affections are triplefold. ]

[ Teasing is over, only full pulls over their cocks and the ripples of suckers being pressed over sensitive heads, dragging low moans and shivers out of Kleken himself as they work in mirrored movements. Seeking out the motions that get both men gasping in need. ]

[holeinwall]

[ Lil Monix explains nothing, giving an annoying little shake of her head instead. Denying him answers will rile him more. She wants the beast inside him. More than dying horny, she wants to go out with a real bang.

It seems like she'll have her wish. The taste of his saliva has been just as heady as it's always been when his Diamond pulls the strings, the aphro pulsing through her with ferocious intensity. It'll only get worse; she knows this. She knows the rocky road this will lead them down.

Unlike him...she's no good at controlling herself. She likes to think she is, but she's a feather in the wind, carried by her every impulsive whim. Whenever the resort breaks down what semblance of self-control she has, this is the sort of thing that happens. Do what feels good. Do whatever will make her happy. Live her best life, even if it'll make her bleed the blood she should be fighting to keep inside. But who cares about blood when there's apparently none left to spill?

This bang better be nuclear, then. ]

Who wouldn't want to tame you~? You're the most dangerous game! [ She boops his nose, but her hand slowly eases away afterward. Her focus is moving elsewhere. ] Especially...when...

[ Oh. Oh God. Yes God. The shift of her hips, each hint of what lay beneath those trunks, pressing against her aching folds beneath her shorts...nothing can compare to the sight of it. Her breath catches once, twice, so many more times, each paired with a tremble of her body.

Her lips remain parted as she tears her gaze away from the monster lurking below, staring instead at his face. Her Spade quickly shoves her forward, her hands pressing down on his shoulders as their faces come close again. Immediately, her torso's sliding up and down against the thick length pushing up into her wet skin, pulling a soft moan out of her. Nowhere close to being inside her, and she's already moaning for him. ]

What's this, then? [ She huffs in amusement, biting her lower lip. ] You show me yours, I'll show you mine?

[ She's game. The "mine" ends up being her breasts. It takes only one hand for her to grab the bottom of her top and pull it over her head, discarding it into the sand. Her breasts fall free, one bounce, another--but they hover above his skin, each firm nipple so painfully close to touching him, the air between their bodies burning hotter. An invite? A taunt? ]

Speaking of, let's play a game. I make you cum first, then...you lose!

[ That's it. That's the game. After the cheekiest, messiest kiss in the world, she scrambles down his body like an orc seeking some delicious manflesh. In this case, she's aiming for the sausage he'd dangled before her. As long as he doesn't stop her downward journey, jamming his cock deep into her mouth should help the resort's premier cheater win an already rigged game. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Inch by inch, the sweetness of those kisses lure Aak in, gently lower his guard in the face of a man who would metaphorically eat him alive. Perhaps physically as well, that was still up in the air. ]

[ The flick of a rough tongue against his lips is intriguing though, and has him deepening his next kiss, lips just parting in invitation to the shorter man. While Kleken may enjoy kissing, he's not necessarily out to change Aak's mind on the matter with fancy techniques and the like. He's a good kisser, certainly, but not the best. ]

[ He does, however, want to keep him distracted from noticing what his tentacles are up to, which Kleken does like to think of himself as the best in. A few move immediately into Aak's waiting grasp, bumping against those fingers and tangling themselves in them out of curiosity, but others are making their way around the pair, curious tips seeking out the ends of Aak's clothing to sneak under. ]

[keyeju]

[ For all that Fuuta might accuse him of never watching porn, Narumi has seen just enough to know that "wait" never actually means wait in porn. Now of course reality isn't actually porn, so wait means "please stop bashing me into the fucking headboard" in this case, but Narumi doesn't ease up at all.

Not until he hears that loud, echoing thunk of Fuuta's head slamming into the headboard.

Narumi stills now, his cock buried deeply inside of Fuuta as he leans forward to look over Fuuta's shoulder down towards his low hanging head. ]

Hey... what are you doing?

[ And this man really has the audacity to talk to Fuuta like Fuuta is the one at fault for his head being bumped like that. ]

[belialedge]

[ Moans are drowned out by sheer euphoria as she rides the meat of his cock, his saliva working overtime as an aphrodisiac that threatens to numb the brain of anybody that would come in contact with him. But it's not just that. It's his sweat. That excessive load of cum she's wrung out of him with that perfect little pussy of hers, squeezing and tapping his dick like a heartbeat. And with Kyoko kissing him, their moans locked behind a mess of tongues swirling and dancing for a deeper taste, Ragna's arms cinch around her waist as he fucks up into her even harder.

To the point where it's difficult to discern who was cumming first...but it hardly matters when he pants against her lips between messy kisses, his cock giving another generous throb deep inside her as he drums on the entrance to her womb repeatedly and drills into her. ]

Fuck...fuck...cumming again...fuck you're gonna make me cum again—

[ Keep fucking her, Ragna. Don't you dare stop. Not even when that excessively thick second load splashes her insides all over again, the nature of his suit causing him to remain as sensitive and hard as when she first started riding him. The warm and sticky squelch of his cock digging out his fresh load of cum before shoving it right back inside as his hand claps down on her ass. ]

[belialedge]

[ Gods, all it was going to take was a simple, subtle shift of her hips. Just a little higher and he could tip his cock just right and help her sink alllll the way down. Take a crack at trying to fit him in this lust-addled euphoria they find themselves drowning in together. If she thinks they've bitten the dust? Then he'll remain the anchor for both of them so that they may not drift too far away. Not when he wants to stay so close to her. Like her heat, her words, her promising tone, were all lifelines he couldn't imagine being without. ]

Yeah, show me, Monika.

[ Give him a fucking show. Tug the edge of those shorts aside and give him a good look at that perfect little pussy he's messed up time and time again. Give him a heavensent view of those tits that kept him up at night on numerous occasions. She's taunting him. He damn well knows it when she discards her top and her breasts spill out. From day one, Ragna's taken the time to lavish her with attention from top to bottom whenever they found themselves losing control around one another. But she knew it. He knew it. She can twist his arm for an answer and he'll tell her every time that he only wished he wasn't such a mindless little jackrabbit when the hunt was on. So that he could have better appreciated the sensation of her breasts wrapped around his cock the first time before they finished making a mess right on the basement floor.

This was their chance to rectify all of that. For as long as they pleased in this dreamscape where no one was around to bother them. He can handle her obsessive desires...if only because the diamond in him lusts and turns him into just as greedy of a beast. Their eyes lock after licking his lips, netting one celebratory squeeze of one of her generous breasts before she lays out the rules for him. He cums? He loses.

But Ragna can't just "give up" so easily. So while he nips at her bottom lip after the wettest, heated kiss that sees a thinning line of saliva break after glistening beneath the sun's rays, he's powerless to stop her as his hands smooth down her back, all the while shuffling himself to sit just a little more upright in his chair with those legs of his spread so that Monika can get comfortable. ]

I can't fight back like this! [ He sounds so broken up about it. Not. It's hard to sound broken up about it when his cock stands at attention in front of her face. ...But hey, if Monika ever needed a sun visor, she's got one right now. ] I'm taking every round after this one. Fair warning.

[belialedge]

[ It's not a far distance to make from this "lobby" of the bungalow to the quaint bedroom just off to the left. Bunk beds, given he was woken up by Kokomi upon her first arriving in this world. But that hardly mattered when the roof was plenty tall enough and there was ample height between the levels for the two to sit and get comfortable. Yet the instant Ragna shuts the door behind the two of them, they don't even make it as far as the bed before he's already sliding a strong hand around the priest's waist.

It's so hard to resist for much longer. But at the very least? He knows for a fact he can start the only way he knew how. ]

By the time I'm done, I'm gonna have you on your back.

[ If Olivine didn't mind a man who was more than eager to do the work, then a slow approach as he leans in to test the waters with a kiss was as good a start as any. Slow if only because Ragna was still learning more about himself. What he liked. What it felt like to kiss another man. The feelings it stirred within him. The triggers in his brain that went off the second he made contact with Olivine's. The first kiss, as his hand slips to the small of the man's back to keep him close.

Then a second, this time as a heated sigh escapes him and he feels himself crumbling and yielding to his desires for Olivine the longer this goes on. ]

[snakelace]

[ It’s hard coming up with a nickname when he’s busy getting the tentacles treatment, but at least now he realizes that he’s not alone. Kleken’s clearly affected by all of this too, even if he doesn’t so much feel satisfaction as he does desperation at being so close to coming…

…If only it weren’t because of the tentacles…

But this is what he’d signed up for, even if he hadn’t realized the full extent of Kleken’s menace, so it doesn’t take him long to finally come, his fingers digging into Kleken’s shoulders as he shudders out his orgasm with a pathetic little groan.

Baizhu will remember this. ]

[canttrickmeanymore]

As far as Peter knows, all of the superheroes in his world gained their powers by external means, aside from, say, Thor - but he's from a whole other planet. But, Captain America, Iron Man, even Captain Marvel - all have external 'powers' (Iron Man's a little different since he built a suit, but same idea). So Peter and a weird spider is about the same until the mutants become part of the MCU.

"He didn't ask." If Peter hadn't just lost, essentially, everything at the time, it likely wouldn't have come up. Grief and loss is kinda shitty like that sometimes.

Peter pulls a face. "Well..." he's not even super good at keeping his own secret. Or, he wasn't. He might be better about it now that no one knows again. "When I try to keep secrets, it doesn't end up working out well." Or he's keeping the wrong secrets. Or keeping them from the wrong people. His life is complicated, okay?

"It's not a kink. Just an opinion." Now he frowns a little. "You do realize we're in a place that is very very friendly about sex, right?" Sometimes even pushing people in that direction to win bigger prizes.


[ooc: sorry for the delay - september ate my face... and Peter should be back in the game this month :/]

[blastedass]

Bakugo can relate only so much as, before the Quirk phenomena happened, there were plenty of "normal" comic book heroes running around in fiction. People gained their powers through outside means, fiction was full of dreams, and the idea of superheroes was a childhood fantasy. Then fantasy became reality and the world slingshotted forward. Hearing Peter's world had most superheroes becoming so via outside influences was akin to looking back in time at the "old classics" from over a century ago.

"Doesn't sound like he shut you up either." No hand over the mouth or a warning glare to clam it. Guess the fault's on them both, but if Tony let it happen after realizing the knowledge Peter had, well... he wanted to know.

"Heh." The way Peter's expression gets all wry like that, being called out on his lacking secret keeping, earns a smirk from the explosive blonde. An eyebrow arches up when the other hero puts it like that. "Because you can't keep them or you keep bad ones?" At least Peter admits it, so no telling this guy secrets. It's not hard to keep your mouth shut, dammit! In Bakugo's opinion.

"Of course I know that!" Someone made it very clear to him early on and his scowling flushed face suggests he's still getting used to the raunchy reality around him. Least it takes the spotlight off Peter. "It also makes it a damn competition." Which can be dangerous.

[ooc: not a problem. i got eaten for a few days thanks to a hurricane, so i know the feeling. i look forward to Peter being back in the game! hope these two can have some more CR and enjoy some heroics together, as well as the hot stuff.]