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

[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. ]

[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.]

[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.]

[belialedge]

[ Soft skin. Soft lips. Aspects that couldn't be any more inviting to a man like Ragna now that he'd awoken this sexual side of himself. If Olivine's assessment of Ragna was that he enjoyed leading? He was right on the money. Call it a stubborn streak, but he's been fighting his whole life to come out on top. And if it meant that the priest got that domineering side in spades? He'd give it. When the seam of his lips parts to allow Ragna access, warm breath washes across the priest's as fireworks spark in his head at the wet roll of his tongue.

It's savoury...traces of the skewers they were indulging in just moments ago. And the dulled tang of a stud on Olivine's tongue that catches him by surprise. His eyes widen, drawing back only fleetingly to wet his lips as he's lost any kind of filter on his own words. ]

Hahah...bet that stud drives all the guys wild.

[massochism]

[domineering and unfiltered? it may as well be his birthday. that comment earns another little laugh from the priest, sweet and warm. of course, especially with that aphrodisiac coursing through his veins, he only has so much self-control and it is bleeding out rapidly. as a result, it's nearly impossible not to lean in to nip Ragna's lower lip softly.

is he also nettling the other man into impulsiveness? that's... harder to say. probably not intentionally, not right now.]

It's never been a complaint... but you're welcome to make the decision for yourself, if you'd like. I don't have anywhere else to be for a while, after all.

[belialedge]

[ That challenging nip of his lower lip is like pulling a trigger with this man, careful to coax Olivine towards the nearest horizontal surface that wasn't the floor by the time their legs bump the edge of the bed. ]

You can put it to the test on me later.

[ Because as the aphrodisiac swims through his system like blood through veins, reason was flying out the window at record pace by the time he's urging the priest down onto his back with the taller Grim Reaper on top. Mindful with his knee settling between the other man's legs, he wastes little time in gliding a gloved hand down his front, smoothing over his toned abdomen before he takes a promising grope to the front of Olivine's pants. All the while those mismatched hues drink the sight of him in. Watches his face. Sees what every little touch does to him in the heat of the moment as he takes the lead to coax and work Olivine into a frenzy before they strip layers off. ]

[massochism]

I'll have to hold you to that.

[the priest is nothing if not good at following a lead, soft mattress bumping into the back of his legs and his weight contentedly dipping back to stretch over the space. Ragna won't have to worry too much about where he's positioned, as Olivine certainly follows leads quite well. one hand shifts to brace him better on the bed, and a shiver slips down his spine as the Grim Reaper's hand grazes over his abdomen, soft glove just tipping over the sensitive skin at his gemstone and down to the front of his pants.

if he's expecting any difficulty working the priest into a frenzy though, he's liable to be shocked. as it is, every movement makes his lashes flutter and his body shift in search of more touch. long fingers reach to find purchase on Ragna's shoulder in turn, that soft desire spiraling rapidly deeper and sharper as pupils dilate. honestly, the aphrodisiac isn't really much worse than Normal Olivine, save how quickly he becomes impatient.]

Ragna...

[belialedge]

You first...

[ As heavy and throbbing as he can feel himself getting in his own trunks, it wasn't very often that Ragna found himself the giving sort with men. That, and to know what he's working with by the time they've taken things that extra titillating step. He lounges, lashes aflutter, and presents himself in a way that just screams he's begging to be taken. And he plans to do exactly that, the tips of his gloved fingers working into the waistband of Olivine's pants. He foregoes any layers, letting his palm splay as he reaches for his cock, feeling its weight and how wet it was with beading precum.

A twist of his hand, gentle in his grip as he slowly starts stroking him, really making a point of making sure that hand of his goes from the base to the swollen tip. ]

[massochism]

Ah—

[fingers slip beneath his waistband and Olivine's own shift their position on his shoulder. He makes no effort to slow the taller man, instead just keeping hold like it's going to keep him focused on some way (it won't). Especially with the splay of that hand over the aching swell of his cock, thick with need and all but dripping already.

A gentle twist and slow pace work wonders at cutting through his patience. Hips rise in time with every upward pull, and the priest can't help but give a soft laugh. At himself, mostly.]

You don't—nngh—need to be too gentle... with me. [They can talk about the depths of that masochism later... or something.]

[belialedge]

[ Ragna was, a surprise to most, a surprisingly gentle man when he wasn't trapped in that violent cycle his life had become. So much so that it translated into any forays into playing the game with others at the resort. The more delicate the partner, the kinder he was...but deep beneath that? Was a side of him that was fighting the most sinful of temptations. The more fragile the partner, the more tempting it was to just downright break them. See them come undone. Test their limits. Forge them into something far sterner.

Because deep down, it's fun to break things when it feels so fucking good. So when Olivine lets out a softer laugh, only to implore him in how he didn't need to be too gentle with him...

All Ragna heard in his aphrodisiac-ridden state was that he didn't need to be gentle with him. Dangerous to have that hazed mind of his omit precious words when he's currently spreading pre up and down that aching shaft, his strokes growing with a little extra fervency, his other hand sliding up the front of the man's body. His palm splays, seemingly gentle to start as he drifts higher and higher before suddenly: ]

You got any idea what you're asking for,

[ That's his hand wrapping around Olivine's neck, a predatory gaze upon him. He wasn't going to choke him. Oh no. But there's a possessiveness behind the way that he holds him that promises that he's going to get rougher. ]

Olivine?

[massochism]

[maybe it's irony, in that. Olivine is hard to break because he's so much more solid than his gentle nature suggests, and this reaction, spurred on by the aphrodisiacs. Ragna's reaction is enough to catch his full attention all over again, and the priest's reaction in turn might be an equally pleasant surprise.

that is, his head tips back just slightly as a hand wraps around his neck, lashes lowering as the other hand continues its insistent pace. the taller man could absolutely choke him at least a bit and he'd ask for more. but they have time for that.]

... I have an idea, yes.

[his own fingers draw upward, curling lightly over the back of his hand. something—the combination of the aphrodisiacs, the edge of danger, the possessiveness—draws him to shed some of that softness. just a little. it's a lot sooner than he'd usually be comfortable talking like this... though he has no real complaints.]

Aren't you underestimating me, Ragna?

[belialedge]

Let's find out.

[ A little extra pressure on his throat, another sharp draw of breath as if the air around them was euphorically suffocating. In truth, he was just helping that aphrodisiac surge through his system all the faster. The core of his diamond suit tattoo burns hotter than before, in response to Ragna's sweltering desires as his thumb pads over the tip of Olivine's swollen bell end, applying more stimulation towards the top of his cock as he revels in every little gasp that he urges from the priest's lungs. ]

Tell me when you're getting closer...

[ It wasn't a request either, as he continues to jack Olivine off, Ragna's own cock twitching with growing anticipation in the confines of his trunks, his lower abdomen clutching with anticipation. ]

I want you right on the brink when I fuck you.

[ And he'll be sure to have his clothes off by the time that happens. ]

[massochism]

[there's a soft vibration as Ragna presses down a little more, a half-voiced groan as the taller man works through his own desires. he's already affected by others and his own libido to begin with, and the aphrodisiac only makes him more impatient. more still, his head tips back slightly as fingers tease at his cock, already leaking pre over them with every stroke.]

It won't—nngh... take long...

[Olivine is not the type to hold off too long unless he's been challenged to it. as it is he's already so wet in anticipation, fingers pressing into the bed beneath him as the others curl around his arm. right on the brink, he says... at most he has a few minutes to have his clothes off, before the priest is whining in his need.]

Ragna—now... please... I'm close...