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

beachfront property, kicks the door down

[massochism]

[he's finally gotten himself to a stable place, he'd thought. the past few months have been full of little stumbles and hesitations, but as he walks the beach with a towel wrapped in his arms, he catches sight of a familiar shock of brown hair, a familiar silhouette.

honestly, he must be dreaming or something. hallucinating, maybe. did he drink something odd? have something to eat? no, he's been sure to avoid them for now, but—]

Ei... den...

[he doesn't care. he doesn't care. if it's a lie, he'll deal with that later, but right now, even if it's some impossibility, there's no way Olivine could stop himself. his towel is dropped, forgotten in an instant as his feet take him to Eiden's side, hands reaching for his face. please be real. he's still warm under those trembling hands, and of course that leaves the priest blinking back tears.]

Are—are you alright? What happened? I missed you, I—

[sorry, Eiden. it's been a long few months.]

[silicone]

[ his face is very real and very soft and warm from waking up with the sun streaming into the new room he'd been placed in on the beachfront. he doesn't even hesitate—just letting his face be touched and kind of even scrambling a little to throw his arms around olivine in a warm embrace. ]

It's me—

[ quiet, tilted up so he can hear it close to his ear. it doesn't hit him, that he isn't certain how long he's been gone just that he's been gone long enough. ]

I'm sorry, I... I don't know what happened? I just...

[ hi. he's here. ]

Are you ok...? Have you been taking care of yourself?

[massochism]

[it's me. warm, close, that unmistakable essence resonating with his own so strongly that it takes every ounce of restraint in him not to crush Eiden in the depths of it.

for a moment, he doesn't answer. can't answer. part of him still expects to wake up or something.]

You don't have to apologise.

[his voice wavers—he's no harder to read than he ever was. the concern for him pulls a smile to his face, and he finally lifts it to brush Eiden's hair back.]

I'm okay. I've been taking care of myself. I knew you'd be upset if I didn't... the others helped.

[it's spoken shyly, leaning his forehead to Eiden's. his heart aches as he takes in this moment.]

... it's your birthday already... I was sure I would have to miss it this year. I don't have a gift ready for you, but... I'm glad you're back.

[silicone]

You know me... I love gifts, but I don't need them. Not when I was given a gift a long time ago—meeting you all.

[ sometimes being turned into a rock makes you feel eternally grateful for everything you have been given. not that eiden isn't grateful every damn day of his life. he hears the tone in olivine's voice and his expression goes so soft.

he leans into the hand pushing his hair back, nuzzling into the palm. ]

You're right, I would be pretty mad if you weren't trying to live your life fully. You deserve that...

[massochism]

Eiden... you're going to make me cry.

[this is a lie. he was already crying. but they're good tears, warm and relieved as Eiden nuzzles into the palm of his hand.]

But I still want to give you something... I've missed you for so long...

[he can't help himself, head dipping and cheeks reddening. Eiden brings this out in him all the time...]

Mm. I've even raised my rank a little since you were gone. [or: he's had a lot of sex, at least. and met... honestly, so many people he's so soft on.] And Sylvain helped me secure a space to make jewelry again.

[silicone]

[ hearing all of this makes him so damn happy, because he remembers olivine being stuck in the 4's and having a bit of a struggle. the fact that's he's been taken care of makes him practically glow. ]

I'm relieved to hear all of that.

[ he shifts a bit, stepping forward on tiptoe to just press a soft kiss to his mouth, no preamble, he missed him, knows he's been gone a long while— ]

How about you show me how much you missed me?

[massochism]

[even worse, he was a 3 back then. granted, he's only a 6 now, but there are extenuating circumstances on that.]

I'm—mmn...

[the kiss back is just as soft, smile blooming on his face when Eiden speaks.]

You're the birthday boy... is there anything specific you'd like for me to do to show you?

[his fingers trail over Eiden's robed form, nails digging gently into bare skin.]

Because I can't decide... I just want to take you somewhere and keep you for a while.

[silicone]

[ GOD TRULY WORSE HELLO then even better.

the nails digging into his skin earn a soft moan, biting his lip slightly as he presses closer and smiles just a bit. the warmth of skin to skin is something he's missed desperately, so he clings just a bit. oops. ]

Well... I am sharing a room... so unfortunately we'd have an audience. I don't have a suit.

[ reset! he's a little baffled by it, but count on eiden to take this kind of thing in stride. ]

So depends... though I could use a massage... I won't lie... and maybe we can go from there. Make up for some lost time.

[ he really has to think. he wants to put his hands all over olivine, wants his mouth to follow suit. his own fingers trail over his chest, thumbs brushing the piercings he knows so well. ]

I really... really missed you.

[massochism]

Strange... Rinne didn't mention his changing when he mentioned disappearing, but maybe that's because it was just a month...? Still, we could always use my room. In feeling a little jealous... I'd rather not share you for a little while.

[letting someone else see them both like this... no, not right now, thank you.]

I don't have proper massage oils there, but I think we can make do with what I do have. I have my own little shower now, so I can keep up with it again.

[smiling, he leans in to kiss Eiden again, a little harder this time.]

I missed you, too. It... took me a while to stop finding myself randomly outside your old room...

[He also wonders if he should mention Rei at this juncture, if this happens to fall after their meeting anyway—but another thought catches him and he hums.]

... I could carry you to the room.

[silicone]

Maybe...? Might be dependent on the time gone...

[ a mystery for another time. he doesn't disagree with olivine, though, especially as he's kissed harder this time, moaning gently behind it before they part. ]

Regardless, I... I'm glad you did so well without me here. I know that's hard—but you don't need me to thrive like you're doing... [ a wan smile, because he doesn't want to be the thing that puts olivine through hell... disappearing like this. he pushes some of his hair back and returns the favor, cupping his face now. ]

Now... I wouldn't turn down a chance to spend some time in those arms of yours...

[ aka he definitely wouldn't mind being carried :) ]

[massochism]

[His expression is similar, understanding. Of course, Olivine knows Eiden doesn't want to cause him pain. He knows he can't simply "need" someone else to live...]

No... but I'm still happier when you're here with me. And happy I could alleviate that worry... [He's grown, maybe. Met so many, made mistakes, came back from most of them.]

Hehe. Then let's see if we can make it to my room fast enough.

[because he is not going to waste this opportunity. Strong hands slide over Eiden's back, securing themselves around the knees and shoulder as he bends forward to life him into a proper princess carry. He's careful to pull the brunet all too close to his chest, too, to give him a nice feel of the familiar swell of it... and both sight and feel of the jewelry beneath, chains strung up like he always preferred.]

[silicone]

I'll do my best to behave–oi! Olivine!

[ but this? this is... this is nice actually. the familiar press of olivine against him, the way he can faintly feel the raise of piercings under his fingertips. he'd gone to put a hand over his heart, but his thumb lingers a little over the peak of a nipple.

and he laughs, leaning up to press lips to the underside of olivine's jaw, followed by a gentle nuzzle. ]

[massochism]

[he's gotten so bold in your absence, Eiden. even that reaction just makes him smile more, breath not quite hitching as that thumb lingers over a nipple. rude as always, sir...]

Hehe. You don't seem like you want me to put you down, Eiden... but if you don't like it, you only need to tell me.

[of course he'll put him down the instant he's told to, but right now, he's just turning to make his way back through the sand. that poor towel, ... maybe someone else will need it today. his fingers gently rub a shoulder as he walks, humming softly at the pleasant feeling of his lips and nose against his jaw.]

[silicone]

No way—as far as I'm concerned, I'm totally lucky... who else gets swept up off their feet by someone as handsome as you?

[ so no complaints here whatsoever, eiden will enjoy the ride really, and the moment they are finally alone and in the cool shade of one of the rooms, he'll ask to be let down on his own two feet. he's maybe a little wobbly still, but overall he's just fine.

he just immediately lifts his arms to slide them around his neck and to kiss him almost immediately. it's a hello, a proper one, a little nip of teeth to his lower lip as he hums against him. ]

[massochism]

Hehe... it isn't something that happens often, is it?

[He's definitely preening a little bit, in his way. Pink-cheeked and determined as ever, but preening nonetheless. The anticipation and the relief alone span most of the walk, a comfortable quiet broken by occasional thoughts.

His little room is a far cry from the one he started in, too. Firstly there's no need to go down actual stairs to get there, and secondly, it has more than a couple of spaces for storage. It's still fairly plain overall, but there are plenty of little markers of Olivine's presence here, gems and jewelry and his actual holy book, amusingly enough.

Not that that's the focus as he sets Eiden down, though. Arms slide around his neck and the priest leans into it easily, his own curling around the brunet's waist while he kisses back. A hello, a welcome back, I missed you. Teeth nip at his lower lip and he bites back his whine only slightly, responding in kind with the brush of his tongue, its piercing pressing gently into Eiden's lower lip.]

[silicone]

[ good, olivine should be allowed to preen? as a treat? more than as a treat, actually. he likes seeing him like this, growing more confident in himself... as he's set down he takes in all the details in what time he has to do so, a little smile tugging at the corner of his mouth because it's good. this is good. he's better than when he... left him and that's what he'd been hoping for when trying to find him in among the crowded beach.

that piercing brushes against his own tongue and he chuckles warmly, sealing their mouths into another kiss and letting his fingers slide into olivine's hair, where they close into a fist to gently tug at the familiar strands. his other hand slips towards his chest, warmly cupping one of his pectorals and thumbing the very tip of one of his nipples, a ghosting sensation that travels in playful, slow circles. ]

Missed you... [ mid-kiss, he means that, he says it and will say it as many times as it takes, eyes fluttering shut as he kisses him deeper then, pressing their bodies as flush together as possible. the thin robe leaves nothing for the imagination, eiden's body lean and already warmed from soaking up the sun, his swimsuit clinging to the curve of his already semi-hard cock. ope. ]

[massochism]

[they have so much to talk about, later. when things calm down a little and they can think beyond each other, at an unspecified distance from now. and Olivine wants to talk, to tell him all the ways he'd fought to keep going, for Eiden and for others alike.

mouths seal together now though, and he groans softly as Eiden's fingers slide into his hair, fisting to pull so sweetly.]

Ei...den...

[it's a sigh that melts into a moan as the other hand cups his chest and thumbs the hard tip of a nipple, just barely.]

Missed you, too... [he's not certain if he's glad that Eiden was able to miss him, given the circumstances... but he's glad for the fact nonetheless. the kiss deepens still and Olivine's hands slide around the other's waist, curving over his ass and pulling him closer still. the swimsuits are just in the way, not to mention that pointless robe... they certainly do nothing to stop their cocks from pressing together, warm and insistent.]

Welcome back, Eiden.

[silicone]

[ there certainly is very little that is between them physically, and while eiden hadn't immediately intended for this in particular to happen, there's a physicality that comes with his love language, as he strokes down his chest to slide towards the small of his back, dragging fingertips along as he goes.

the truth is, he doesn't remember feeling or thinking much at all? he's just here, but even knowing he was gone for that amount of time pushes a pang of want into his heart. it only takes seconds for him to miss what he was gone for, miss the people, miss olivine - and even missing the clan members who aren't even here right now.

regardless, it'd be impossible to not miss him, knowing how long it's been. so instead he looses the hand in his hair, cupping the side of olivine's face and looking into his eyes. ]

... Well, you always know how to welcome a guy. [ softer: ] But really. I... I'm glad you're looking so well. I was worried when I'd realized how long it'd been...

[massochism]

[it's so very like him, caring so deeply for them so immediately. Olivine is just glad to have him back, glad that it doesn't seem to have been too difficult for him, given everything.

but as Eiden cups his face, the priest isn't thinking about any of that, shifting to do the same and brushing his thumb along the other's cheek.]

Only because I know you, hehe. [his smile turns softer then, eyes closing for a moment.] I was really glad that so many people cared about me to realise something was odd, truthfully. And that I knew how you would worry if I gave in so easily.

[silicone]

I know you're not the kind of give up hope so fast, either. You're one of a kind.

[ a laugh as he just brings him to touch their foreheads together. there's part of him that wants to put on decent clothes and have a meal and catch up, but the fact that olivine is right here and just as ready for him as he is push the thought to a later time, maybe after a long shower... after... well. you know.

so he leans in and kisses him again, this time deeper than before, wrapping arms around his waist. ]

[massochism]

[Oh, that compliment turns him red nearly to his ears.]

Eiden... you're the same, you know. There will never be anyone like you.

[He's so warm and comforting against Olivine's body, eyes closing as their foreheads touch. They'll definitely have to talk—Olivine has had so many experiences and met so many people he thinks Eiden will like after all.

But that's for later, when they're ready to be more than a hair's breadth apart. Right now, Olivine sinks into the kiss without hesitation, sighing softly as arms wrap around his waist. His mouth is greedy in taking all he's given, hips shifting slightly as his head tilts to offer more still.]

[silicone]

[ if olivine is offering, eiden will indulge, carefully nudging him towards the bed so that maybe they can settle somewhere more comfortable. he laughs a little bit against his mouth, his own body delighting in the proximity, in the steady friction of their skin, of his cock against olivine's. he slides his tongue between his lips, easily, tasting the inside of his mouth, letting his hands roam happily over familiar territory as he smiles against his lips.

when he pulls away, it's just a centimeter back with a little chuckle. ]

Anywhere else you'd like me to kiss you? [ gentle teasing, soft: ] I gotta start making it up to you, after all.

[massochism]

[The bed is ideal anyway, especially right now. Not having to worry about something as pitiful as standing will make it oh so much easier to enjoy everything. Legs crumple easily beneath him once the soft blankets brush his skin, and those greedy hands find their way to Eiden's ass, pulling him closer still.

Throughout, he delights in every touch, every lick of the brunet's tongue in and against his mouth. It's as overwhelming as ever, and he's breathless by the time their lips part, gasps ghosting between them.]

Ah... mmn. If I didn't know better, I'd think you had something in mind... [He's never been good at choosing one thing when he wants everything, either. A hand drifts up to cradle his cheek.] You're back, that's enough for me... and I want you to kiss me everywhere, you know. But...

[another shift of weight lets him press their chests together, a groan escaping his lips.]

I've missed you so much here... and down there too...

[silicone]

[ the hands on his ass are nice, eiden sighs at the touch, pressing even closer and letting his mouth trail down olivine's jaw as he speaks. it's not his fault, he can't help but kind of squirm in delight as every noise that leaves him feeds that part of him that always wants to make his partner satisfied.

olivine cradles his face in one of his hands and eiden readily tilts into it, his brow furrowing a moment as he soaks up the warmth before he dips down to let his head rest against the pulse of his throat, to nuzzle softly into him and breathe him in.

it's good. it's perfect, even. it sends shivers down his spine, enough that he arches as their chests find purchase against each other and his cock rubs against olivine's hip slowly. ]

Perhaps I should slide down there and say hello myself?

[ a little joke, but also a suggestion as he brings himself up on an elbow, wetting his lips. ]

[massochism]

[Olivine can feel it, at least somewhat, in the way Eiden moves—it's not what makes him loud, but it certainly encourages it. That mouth of his is always so skilled too, has always found the right places to tease with devastating efficiency. Now is no different, his pulse strong and rapid, head tilting up in offering.

He's missed this so much, the warm resonance of their essence and the quiet, sweet comfort of their proximity. It's more thrilling even than the slow shift of his cock against a hip.]

Ah... you know I wouldn't stop you, Eiden... [His smile is lazy and hungry, fingers grazing over the other man's spine.] You'll always receive a warm welcome from every inch of me, hehe.

[how bold it feels, and how perfectly correct, with Eiden. The priest's cheeks are deeply red, not an ounce of hesitation as he moves, fully enjoying the rub of skin on skin and the shift of delicate chains.]