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

II.

[armwriostle]

[He doesn't recall falling asleep at all. He had sat down on one of the lounge chairs and he doesn't recall anything else.

Wriothesley is sure that he isn't awake though. Why is he so sure? Well, he believes strongly in his instincts, but he also finds that the horizon that he's staring out was looking more bleak than a summer paradise should be advertising. He jumps a little as he feels a hand suddenly grab his wrist and he tears his eyes away from the derelict scene to who had grabbed him. His fight or flight has adrenaline course through his veins and it does a lot to mask the feeling of his suit, his senses too honed on the moment than his feelings.

His other hand immediately moves to rest atop of hers.] Hey, are you okay?

[counterblowing]

[At the very least, the dark zone on the horizon looms static and waiting; it's not making any attempts to break into the pastel aurora enveloping the now strangely private beach. It's as if it's natural for it to be there - like it always was there and always will be regardless of the accompanying feelings from anguish to longing to anticipation, all of which she seems to be feeling now. It's as if something pried open a crack in the sky and moved in there permanently, unrelenting.]

I'll be fine. [She croaks her lie. It's unstable and uncertain; her attempt to save face will be easy to catch. Her eyes narrow in on the hand covering her own as some focal point of connection between the two of them.] I don't know what's happening to me.

[Rahu grits her teeth. She isn't stupid, she isn't ignorant about her body, but the sudden waking and the free flow of everything crashing into her like a tidal wave makes a mental inventory seem impossible. If there's any singular thing she can hone in on feeling, it's lonely.]

[armwriostle]

[Wriothesley's gaze is no longer on the sky, but on the woman he seems to be here with.]

Hey, deep breaths. In and out slowly... [He tries to keep calm, and maybe the scenery changes as the man seems to conjure what might bring him calm. The skies unaffected by the dark zone changes to something more aquatic. Like they're underwater despite not being so. The gentle hues of blue and the way that the waves gently wash above them.

His concentration on her wellbeing does a lot for him to not realize the flush of his face or the warmth of his body, his diamond suit flaring, but ignored as he's more focused on her.] Explain to me what's wrong.

[counterblowing]

[In the deepest throes of corruption, with her mind at its most clouded place, something as small and banal as breathing exercises would do very little to quell the outrage. But here and now, because this is a dream and because it really isn't her power overwhelming her at all, because there's someone for the first time in what seems like forever who seems to care about how she comes out of this... Rahu's head clears, though she isn't exactly calm.]

I thought it was the contamination. I was gonna lose control of my body. [If caught off guard when she wasn't in control of her actions, she could hurt someone. If she went on a rampage, then the entire beach would be in danger. Rahu takes another sharp inhale with Wriothesley. She realizes the rest of the beach is strangely empty in many ways. No one here could actually be hurt.]

... It's like I had a strange dream. [Will he stay? Despite never having met him, Rahu feels desperate to keep this man at her side where others couldn't stay.] If it's over, will you also leave? [From the tone of her voice, she doesn't want that.]

[armwriostle]

Ah, you're new here, right? [He speaks steadily. His tone is light though, not about to judge someone who might be unused to hos this place operates. The whole moment is a little bizarre, but he is aware enough that they're in some dreamlike state.

He offers her a small smile at her words instead.] You want me to stay?

[He carefully slides his hand into hers.] I'll stay for however long you want me to stay. If you don't want me to leave, I won't leave. It can be that easy. [She might be a stranger, but he wasn't about to turn his back on someone who obviously wanted the company.]

So I'll stick around. Is that all you need?

[counterblowing]

[He's...patronizing her? The kneejerk reaction to that thought crawls like a fog up the base of her spine, spiderwebs of it threatening to wrap her nerves in rejection. A kicked, abandoned dog hating the boot that struck it but wanting to cling to its owner's side for as long as it can. No, maybe the kindness is extended without strings attached.

It quells, hazy, and as Rahu's own emotions ebb like the tide, she starts to filter between what is her and what's being activated within her.] So this is one of the ways this place can toy with you, huh? [Her teeth and her ankles both chafe together in unison, one to quiet her mind and one to quiet her body.] What a pain.

[She's mollified by the knowledge that he'll stay. The turmoil in the distance doesn't fully go away, but it never does. Some things are simply a part of you - forever.]

... [Rahu presses her spare hand to her thigh. Her body is much more forthcoming than her words. It isn't all she needs, but -] It's all I can ask of you. You're already caught up in this, and I still can't be sure what's real.

[armwriostle]

[He can feel his own suit hot under his skin, but it isn’t at a point where it has him completely ensnared. He focuses on Rahu because it was easier to ignore the hunger that slowly claws through his body if he has something to focus on.

It seemed that she was suffering more mentally than physically, so they rules out what might be affecting her. Then again, he doesn’t know if things work differently since she was probably a wildcard.] Unfortunately, this place has many ways to mess with you to get you to do what they want. It isn’t very pleasant is it? [Distaste lingers in his voice this time, obviously displeased by it himself.]

I asked what you need because I’m willing, you know. [He places a hand on hers with a smile.] I don’t mind. I rather be of assistance than for you to endure things. Usually, this place will stop whatever symptoms you have if you indulge in whatever they want you to be indulging in. I’m in the same boat with you, am I not? We’re both caught up in this.

[He keeps his tone gentle and his words calm as he patiently waits for her to try and navigate whatever turmoil that was going through her person.]

[counterblowing]

[Every part of her that is the worst of her seems to be coming to the forefront, now. The weakness, the fear of abandonment, the self-loathing - they fight like tidal waves against the much softer waters of his dream landscape surrounding them. She doesn't regret her vengeance or her anger, but the weakness that shapes them and the humiliating reminder that she might only go so far without the help of someone else stings her eyes. She lowers her head, trying to to leash that dark weakness a little longer.]

My guess is they only ever want the one thing. [Rahu's already got a decent picture of how things are here. She lets out a sharp, rueful little chuckle, the noise so low in her throat that it burns straight down in her belly. Enduring things is what she does. The tips of her ears burn where they peek out from behind her hair, Rahu scans her gaze over Wriothesley, looking for similar symptoms within him but not yet desperate enough to just confirm, "You too?"]

So, you'll take care of the problem? Help me, and you'll help us both because you've got it figured out and can show me the ropes. My hero... [It's meant to come out a little self-disparaging, a little sharper than it does, but as Rahu's words go on, some of the bitterness peels away and gives way to genuine desperation. The more urgent "waves" of air and emotion challenging the relaxing sea become gentle and recede. The dream itself might slowly start to shift into that narrative - reward and reciprocation. But dream or no dream, suit or no suit, it shouldn't be difficult for him to get the impression that she's not someone who normally asks for help - not someone who needs a hero.] ...Please. I've been toughing it out alone.

[armwriostle]

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

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

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

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

[counterblowing]

((Captcha...??? It doesn't really bother me on log threads, but I'm totally ok with relocating if you prefer!))

[Nothing about Rahu looks like someone who can easily be pulled anywhere, let alone into someone's lap, even someone larger and possibly as accustomed to fighting as she is. Maybe it's the gentle underwater rocking of the dream or the strange effects seizing her mind and body, but she pliantly allows the movement. He's hard against her thigh when she settles, and the contact is met with a feverish exhale. Someone so perceptive shouldn't and doesn't need the extra information, but the confirmation just fuels her desire. Rahu brings her leg over his, straddling to pin his hips beneath hers.]

Then it should be mutual, right? [Rahu grunts as her weight shifts forward, and it's a breathless attempt at keeping control. The desperation to cling to anything, anyone, is at full force, and she's anchoring herself to this: the mutual pleasure, the chance to not be placid even if he steers the reins.

Her hands fold against Wriotheseley's chest, planing every curve and divot of his pectorals, and her thumbs and forefingers form a triangle as they do. The shape makes her feel a little anxious, but she already feels like she's underwater. Rahu chalks it up to that.] You're burning up. What can I do?

[Relax and enjoy the moment? She'll do that, too, but she'll take his direction.]

[armwriostle]

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