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]

Oh—

[a hand slides around his waist and Olivine exhales a faintly surprised noise, followed by a soft laugh at the words.]

Is that supposed to be a warning or a promise, Ragna?

[both is a fair answer, of course, as the priest's weight shifts to meet the taller's lips, lashes falling easily. slow but eager is a perfectly respectable way to go about it, and he responds in kind. there's no hesitation, warm fingers rising to brush back unruly hair and cradle his cheek while Ragna's hand slips around the small of his back to close the space between them.

the second provides something more of an opportunity, and Olivine's movements remain gentle, urging him to lead as he likes.]

[malpwactice]

[It's a good distraction. Even when Aak is being placatingly, cloyingly sweet it doesn't mean he's not pushing it. He likes getting further access, getting to dart his tongue against the other's.]

[The other little bit of his attention were gobbled up by the tentacles in his hand. With them interwoven with his fingers it's difficult to tell just how many are toying with him in a single space. One that wriggles next to his thumb actually gets a light pinch for its interest. He can't help it, there's a bit of him that just likes to hurt things that appear to like him.]

[So, really, it's not like Kleken's proclivities are any worse.]

[Little tendrils can slowly find points of access. The jacket he's worn has pockets that contain several small paper envelopes. Underneath the jacket is a wetsuit. The delicate ends of tentacles could probably find the zipper to peel it loose or forsake the zipper entirely. The closeness of the fabric to the skin meant just about anything that could be fondled could still be fondled. Or a tight squeeze just meant that not even the neatest fitting clothes would keep him safe.]

feel free to drop this LMAO OTL...

[expereiment]

And are you going to tell me what it is? Erectile disfunction?

[god is this man from a time without technology. make it focus, damn it. otherwise it's just a flesh colored blob vaguely moving.]

Not like what I'm seeing is inspiring me, but sure. Let me type something up real quick.

[after a minute or so, rei sends this obviously AI generated paragraph:]

Thinking about you is driving me wild. Can’t wait to feel your hands on me again. Just the thought of you makes my heart race and I can’t help but imagine all the things I want to do with you. 😘

you're free to drop this OTL

[expereiment]

[a shrug, who knows why the kingdom of klein is like this. to be honest he's just as interested and intrigued by little 'sleights of hand,' so yeah, he watches baptiste with extreme curiosity.]

Isn't every government stupidly bureaucratic about at least five things?

[rei's gaze is intense as he takes in everything baptiste is doing- until, uh, he's like... tasting the fuel? that causes rei to raise an eyebrow. he's not going to judge but... that can't taste very good.]

Just so you know, that likely isn't very good for your health.

never <3

[ratratrat]

[The flesh colored blob continues to move, the blurry outline of Charlie's hand stroking himself idly still off-center. A couple seems to pass behind him, chatting on the other side of whatever partition he's settled inside of.

Distracted, he pauses his masturbation-

After the pair passes out of earshot, he'll resume, though he squints down at the 'flirty' message with disbelief.]

It's a condition, I told you.

And if you wanna talk about inspirin', that ain't it! Did you just copy that from a message to somebody else? [Please say yes, he'd actually be into that-]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh he hates this asshole soooooo much.

Fuuta needs a moment to recover from that head-bonk. It's not so hard that it's going to leave a bump, and he's still perfectly lucid, but he still needs the recovery time just so he doesn't blow a gasket while this asshole's still inside him. He ends up huffing out a hard exhale past gritted teeth before looking over his shoulder to snarl, ]

-- I'm trying to tolerate how bad you are at this!

[ How convenient for Narumi that Fuuta's body tightens up as he yells, his muscles clenching harder each time he spits out another furious word. ]

You're supposed to start slow! Not just -- go right into it?! Are you doing this on purpose?! This can't even feel good for you like this!

[holeinwall]

"Taking"? [ She scoffs, amusement and disbelief caught up in it. ] Yeah, okay. Good luck with that, Dudedge.

[ His taut thigh gets a sharp pinch, then she blows raspberry. ] What's there to fight? You're losing even if you don't cum!

[ See? Cheater. Really, the only goal here is to somehow find a way to annoy him with pleasure. It's some twisted form of revenge for his murder by proxy, a weird sort of improvised game. Fitting. She's never been one who likes to remain tied to one genre.

But boy oh boy, that cock is definitely blocking out some sun. Once she's settled between his legs, good and comfortable thanks to him making plenty of room for her, she's gone back to locking her eyes on the pinnacle of dickdom looming before her. Is it only her dying brain's imagination, or is Mr. Super Nine now a Mr. Super Holy Fuck? No, no way. He can't somehow get bigger...

Never mind it. She leans in, fingers pressing into skin while she braces herself. If he was hoping for plump breastage to be pillowing his cock, it's happening already, an unintentional tease while she mulls over her plan of attack. Her tongue runs across her tender lips, licking up her share of his remaining saliva there. Her heart beats quicker. Once again, she gets to taste him the way no one else can, as she's delusioned herself to believe. He wants only her. He needs only her. How else will she remain happy?

He needs to be hers forever, no matter if it's in life or what follows it.

Nails scrape across his heated skin, soon reaching their ultimate target. One hand wraps around him, then the other, and immediately it seems like she's done nothing to capture his length. At best, she's only holding a third of him. Maybe half? If she were a different kind of girl, very mindful, very demure, she'd probably be intimidated and rethink her insanity.

Ha.

Her mouth is on him with a hungry grunt, tongue eager and wild, desperate to drink in whatever taste of him has leaked out of his lower head. That appetizer is quickly gobbled up, however, and she's scrambling for the main course. Already, she's rushing to take him further, aiming to get him deep into her throat.

Suddenly, she yanks her head back, swallowing down a gag and coughing. She stares at his upper head and into his eyes, panting heavily, spit leaking out of the corner of her mouth. ]

Wh-What the hell did you do? Did you work out your dick, too?!

[ She should not be gagging so soon! She knows that trouser snake like the back of her hand! He's...cheating! ]

no worries at all!!!

[molotovmoustache]

[An acrid taste meets his lips. Kerosene. His tongue rolls against the taste. Not his preferred route but... well, beggars aren't about to be choosers here! He gets to work pilfering the fuel with his current 'partner in crime.']

As Fuel steadily fills the water bottle, a soft hum reverberates in his throat as Baptiste watches the liquid come to rest in its new home. A chuckle follows the other's observations before he drops the torch to the sand.]

You're right on both fronts, I'd say. [A quick pause.] Though without a little risk I wouldn't be able to do much at all, hm?

[There is something hopeful in that line delivery before he takes a swig of the fuel. He holds the liquid in his mouth for a moment before he pivots. A quick series of movements follow: the flicking open of a lighter, the shifting of his posture to a practiced angle, the quick spit of fuel into the fluttering flame-

And Baptiste breathes life into a ball of fire - brilliant as its flames fold in on themselves before evaporating into thin air. A satisfied click of his tongue follows before his eyes return to Rei.]]

[lieabilities]

[ Embrace tentacle orgasm, Baizhu, it is romance, it is life- ]

[ It is Kleken's tentacles giving final pulsing squeezes around them both as Kleken hits his peak shortly after Baizhu- admittedly more from watching the man finally give in to something Kleken had done than the sensations themselves. He leans in, presses his lips over Baizhu's ear as he lets each and every one of his low moans tumble out of his lips and against the other's cheek. Is he being a bit noisier on purpose? Perhaps. ]

[ And hopefully the doctor is distracted enough by his semi-wanted orgasm and Kleken's lazy kisses to not notice that the tentacles are quickly gathering up Baizhu's mess to take away. Don't mind the wine glass they are filling with it, that is surely nothing- ]

[keyeju]

[ The insult does have some effect on Narumi if nothing else. Looking over his shoulder, Fuuta should be able to see the frown that tugs down the corners of Narumi's mouth. He doesn't seem to be hopping mad at the suggestion he's shit at sex, but he doesn't seem overwhelmed by it either. ]

What are you talking about? Sounds boring, doesn't it? Why not just get straight to the good stuff?

[ As if this is the good stuff. It doesn't feel bad for him per se, but the fact that he can hold this normal conversation clearly shows it's not exactly mind blowing either. The copious lube Fuuta demanded does a good job of keeping the slide nice and steady though, and the tightening does at least have his breath hitching ever so slightly. ]

[snakelace]

[ It’s the worstbest thing ever— ]

Ah…

[ Baizhu’s far too distracted by Kleken’s stupid moaning to really notice what his tentacles are doing, which is for the best, really. Even as a mad scientist of sorts he wouldn’t have wanted to know what Kleken’s plotting to do with those anyway…

Right now he’s just…bringing a hand up to Kleken’s face to try and gently shove him off before he dies from embarrassment. ]

Snake, please…

[ Guess that’s his promised new nickname now—something that just literally popped into his head as the rightwrong thing to call him.

Baizhu hates it already. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Oh the tentacles are quickly finding Aak's clothes to be a much more interesting challenge than usual, and bearing further study. They're tenacious little guys, trying to squirm their way underneath the wetsuit, a few inches in at most, just to see how tight it really is. Some are quicker to move on, to search for the way to get this extremely rude barrier out of the way, while thinner tentacles continue their struggle to slip under. ]

[ Hopefully Aak can survive all that while Kleken is actively exploring every centimeter of his tongue with his own, curiosity about the rough appendage far from satisfied at the moment. His hands have moved up to cup at Aak's cheeks, brushing his thumb lightly over them to layer another light distraction on the very long list of distractions he has going on by now. ]

[ At this point the only well-behaved part of him are the tentacles under Aak's hand, continuing to curl and lightly tangle. ]

<3

[bardische]

[ Basch is just as breathless, hands sliding over muscle and gripping skin, as much to feel as to support. It's unfair he can't touch more at once, and he lets out a shuddering moan as the other clamps down on him, egged on by how loud and pleased Baptiste's own moan is. Their sloppier and sloppier kissing only drives him farther, mouth grasping for anything he can reach.

Normally, he would not take someone this quickly or roughly. Not a first time. But both their bodies and sounds are proving how well they each like it, and its not long before he has Baptiste braced against that rock so he can rut with abandon, one hand stroking affectionately through the other's hair while the other grips him bruisingly hard. ]

Whatever you wish [ he murmurs before he moans again, eyes fluttering shut. the pressure on his cock is warm and tight and unreal, and Baptiste's sounds are driving him wild. All he wants is to please his mate, claim him and pamper him. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Has this guy -- is this his first time. Is he a virgin. Is that why he's so atrociously miserable at this. Fuuta's lip curls in disbelief as he just stares at Narumi for a moment, but he doesn't have the luxury of gawp for long; another awkwardly-timed thrust has him buckling forward, and Fuuta grits his teeth as he braces himself more firmly against the bedframe. ]

You think it's about -- [ a shallow thrust, by sheer luck, happens to ram into his prostate, and Fuuta's voice cuts off with a breathless yip. Followed by an uncomfortable groan when Narumi goes right back to sucking. ] -- it's not about being boring, you ass! You think there's anything good about what you're doing right now?!

[ Actually, that one thrust that happened to hit the right spot only makes this worse, because now he's been further worked up with nowhere for that arousal to go. It sure has his insides pulsing hot around Narumi's cock in want, but that does nothing for his own pleasure. This is truly the worst. ]

[lieabilities]

[ He's pushed away without much fight, the wine glass quickly tucked away by the tentacles- hopefully before Baizhu even notices its existence. It was his original purpose in this exchange, after all, but the rest of the outcome has been quite an entertaining one. For one of them, anyway, if Baizhu's insistence on getting distance between them is any sort of indication. ]

'Snake'?

[ A hand in his face can't mask his amusement at the word- at the name, perhaps? There was certainly no snake around as far as he'd seen. ]

[snakelace]

[ Is it him or are those tentacles trying to sneak off with something— ]

…We had a deal.

[ He just lets out this tiny, frustrated, and supremely embarrassed huff. A deal’s a deal. Kleken has his nickname now, and Baizhu’s none the wiser about that wineglass, having brushed the thought aside in favor of giving Kleken a once-over.

It’s just as well that he isn’t trying to put too much distance between them. For medical reasons, of course. ]

Snakes may seem scary at first, but they’re completely harmless once you get to know them.

[ Some of them, anyway. ]

[belialedge]

[ Funny that. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been teased for sounding threatening during or leading up to sex. But...at the very least,t he priest does a good job in giving the Grim Reaper an out. Because the second one is far more tantalizing and titillating to him. He can be rough, but he wasn't sadistic... So before his lips brush and meet his, the deeper tone of Ragna washes over Olivine's. ]

I'm good at backing my words up.

[ So a promise, then. For a man, Olivine feels...softer, pressed up against him. His lips especially as the aphrodisiac swimming through his system grows stronger like the "ocean" waves that await outside for them. It grows strong enough that the sensation of having his warm fingers threading through the wild spikes of white atop Ragna's head spurs him all the more. So much so that the next sound that escapes isn't just a sigh through his nose. But a moan upon parted lips as he urges the priest to open his mouth so that he may get a better taste. All the more while his hand dips towards the man's taut backside with a promising squeeze. ]

[massochism]

I believe you.

[warmly spoken. Olivine is a funny sort of man, soft and curvy except where decades of training have built muscle. soft skin, soft lips—and he moves slowly in following that kiss, enthusiasm thrumming just under the surface. Ragna strikes him as the type to enjoy leading, after all, decisive and fiery. a moan meets his lips and the priest responds in kind, parting them to allow entry.

his tongue is delayed just briefly when the taller man's hand squeezes his plush backside, exhaling a shuddery groan before fingers shift down to brace on a shoulder, the other still kneading through his hair. of course, there is the matter of the tongue piercing Ragna's going to be abruptly introduced to, with their tongues meeting now.]

[thisclockworkheart]

[ thread continues here ]

[lieabilities]

[ Must just be him. Those two tentacles are gone now, disappearing into the shadows with their prize and returning suspiciously empty handed. All evidence of their crimes has now been taken care of, leaving only their suspicious owner to interrogate. ]

[ Their suspicious owner who is pleased as punch as he looks over Baizhu for extremely non-medical reasons in turn. His tentacles are on the move now to tidy his clothing, and unless Baizhu swats them away, they'll be doing the same for the doctor. He can't say they never tried to do anything kind- ]

That's quite the generous interpretation of snakes you have. Is there such a clear resemblance to you?

[malpwactice]

[With the zipper up by his throat, the tentacles have a wide expanse of body to explore before the find the right way to get rid of the material in their way. The wriggling pressed up against his skin does start to catch his attention. It's intrusive and yet some part of it does excite him.]

[While one hand is distracted with the most polite of the tentacles, his other does wander a bit down the other's side.]

[While the medical assessment was obviously being postponed, he was still curious about how those tentacles related to the man's anatomy. His hand is tracing across the other's lower back, a place he'd seen some Terrans with tentacles before. Hm, maybe lower? He isn't even intending to grope but it's certainly happening.]

[snakelace]

[ The suspicious owner has proven himself to be much more alarming than any tentacle out there anyway.

Even if Baizhu’s also giving him an impromptu check-up because he can’t help but care anyway, damn him. ]

I’m something of an expert at them.

[ He really can’t elaborate when he’s trying very hard not to flinch away from those tentacles trying to dress him up. He’d only come here in a swimsuit and it’s becoming painfully clear that that’s too little fabric to hide behind when it comes to Kleken. ]

And I believe I’ve come to a proper understanding on what kind of snake you truly are.

[keyeju]

[ Fuuta can rest comfortably knowing that he is not Narumi's first hookup here at the hotel.

... He is, however, the first man specifically that Narumi has had penetrative sex with here. ... Or anywhere. It really does explain a lot about why he thought he could just stick it in unlubricated and without any prep work. Sexual acts that involve hands or mouths certainly don't need the same kind of careful work to cut down the friction, and assuming a woman can get wet despite Narumi's horrific personality, then that's not much of a worry either.

Fuuta just had the misfortune of being a first of some sort for Narumi, and the man didn't seem to care too much about taking the time to learn to do this properly. He can blame the bunny in his system for making him too desperate to take it slow, but the truth of the matter is he'd be like this regardless. ]

Feels plenty good to me.

[ And isn't what that matters the most? He folds over Fuuta's body further, his long bangs brushing over Fuuta's back as his forehead threatens to press down against the expanse of skin there.

Fuuta can take comfort in one thing and one thing only, Narumi might be talking normally, but his breath is starting to speed up into a light panting sound. The tell that he's working himself up to a finish soon is subtle, but there. If he just grits his teeth and bears it for another half a minute or so, he'll probably be free of this inept man's unsatisfying thrusts. ]

<3 <3 <3

[expereiment]

Something like that. If that's not gonna help you get going, how about this.

[attached is a random image of a man's ass. it's not rei's, but hey, it's plump and nice.]

<3 <3 <3!

[expereiment]

Hah. Can't say you're wrong there.

[rei's ALL ABOUT fucking risks. both fucking RISKS and FUCKING risks. so yeah, he can understand that sentiment.

in the meantime, he just quietly observes what baptiste is about to perform. his eyes widen a fraction as a bright burst of flames illuminate the immediate area. he is, yes, quite impressed. as a scientific man he has no questions on how it was done, while the average citizen back in klein might have thought it was truly a wonderous trick of unknown origin. still thought, very cool and impressive.

he gives baptiste a slow clap.]

Well done. You don't kiss with that mouth afterward, do you?