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.

---

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

[silicone]

[ yeah but you have to cart that thing around don't you? gross in this heat. but anyways. he's Looking. he knows two can play it this game and he likes a guy who even knows how to play along. the hand the pulls him closer earns a shameless little wiggle of the hips when he's close enough. the way he's brought to touch the other's skin has him lingering shamelessly, tracing the line of his body and leaning inwards to indulge in the rather low talk between them. ]

Well, you do seem like a professional.

[ he has seen Enough (positive.) as he lets go and walks away, eiden pauses before striding after him, robe sliding down his shoulders. it's nice in here, though, all pillows, a lounge, cool drinks. eiden slinks up behind him, fingers moving to curl right into his waist band and tug him closer once they're under shelter, thumb skimming the line of his hip. ]

So color me curious?

[molotovmoustache]

[Stepping into the cozy little beach shelter, Baptiste finds himself rather impressed. The shade did wonders in creating a comfortable shift in temperature. Oiled flesh captures the chill of the air - causing a shiver that is perfectly timed.

Perfectly timed as it hits just as Eiden slinks behind him and slips fingers past and around his waistband. The shivered twitch of muscle meets Eiden's touch - a combination of cool air and warm touch that was instantly enticing.

This was the perfect escalation of the preview Baptiste had offered just moments ago. Amusement colors his gaze as he shifts his body weight back against the other. His ass purposefully slides against the other's abdomen. He dips his hip downward to grind just above Eiden's crotch. A tease before he settles in.]

Then as a professional, it would only be right for me to answer that curiosity and more! [He reaches backward, hands reaching to grasp at the hips behind him. A wandering touch leads him downward to better appreciate the musculature of the man's thighs.] Touch me. Know me under your fingertips and then? Why not find a seat for the show, mon cher?

[silicone]

[ the mutual touching is nice—one hand coming to slide along his belly and upwards from behind, the other still slowly making its way low. he lets those fingers slide beneath fabric to boldly slip around the other's cock and seem to evaluate the feeling of him in his hand. fingertips measure the length of him, rubbing the very tip as a tease. ]

Already speaking my language...

[ the man is french. wow. eiden silently loses his mind as his hip is grabbed first, then the rest of him. he leans to give him more, a soft hum of appreciation encouraging him. ]

Find a seat, huh? I hope there's audience participation.

[ the hand at his cock leaves, snapping the waistband playfully before extracting himself from him, indeed finding a seat with the insinuation that his eyes are not leaving baptiste, a light flick of his tongue wetting his lips in anticipation. he will find a place though, sprawled out comfortably on some pillows, thighs spread and a little tilt of his head in satisfaction. the robe? abandoned, he doesn't care about it anymore, leaving him in just that skimpy excuse for a bathing suit. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[The boldness lurking behind the other's touch elicits a hum of excitement from Baptiste's throat. Driven half-hard through their playful push and pull already, Eiden's inquiring fingers will trace a length that gives a glimpse into one of the sources of Baptiste's seemingly unflappable confidence.

Baptiste's lips twitch in satisfaction at the kiss of a tease Eiden's touch promises him. Were he not a man committed to performance, he may have fallen into a more base urge that would've guaranteed them both a mess of entanglement on the ground.

But in the spirit of performance, Baptiste keeps his wits about him. Even as the snap of his own waistband causes his hips to twitch and his own cock to already yearn for the attention it had been offered.

Baptiste turns to meet Eiden's gaze, his own tongue tracing his bottom lip he watches the other man nestle into the embrace of pillow. The sultry sprawl that Eiden manages draws Baptiste's own lustful gaze. His desire is clear in the way the side of his mouth quirks as he slips off his own robe to abandon it to the floor. His hand reaches out to grasp at the neck of an abandoned bottle of rum from one of the tables in this cabana. The other, a bowl of fruit he didn't recognize - yet they were reminiscent enough of blueberries despite their orange hue.

Each desired prop is purposefully placed on a low table near the pillow pile - though what doesn't escape Baptiste's notice is the jar of body oil that had already been there.

This place really did want to encourage this sort of thing, didn't it?

No matter. Baptiste works the top of the jar off as he takes up his desired position, which just so happens to be on his knees. One knee finds purchase at the side of Eiden's hip before the other follows suit on the other side. Straddled above the other man, Baptiste looks down on him with an impish affection before he dips his hips downward.]

You will find that this show requires an audience's personal touch.

[This was a much better position for him to grind his ass against Eiden's thinly veiled cock. One that allowed him to not only show off the range of his hip movements or the finer points of his own abdomen, but also gave him a much more preferred vantage to watch.

Oil slicked fingers traced down Eiden's abdomen - coated nails gently coaxing at the surface of flesh. Though Baptiste can feel the oil begin to build up a promising heat on his fingertips as a familiar tingling sensation skirts over them.

Ah. A body oil with a little bit of extra fun packed into it, was it? Perfect.]

[silicone]

[ it certainly feels nice, the slick touch of the oil and the slowly rising heat causes him to squirm just a little bit. the way baptiste drags himself over his cock already riles eiden enough to tip his head back and swear quietly. sometimes it's not a bad idea to encourage someone, and he makes sure that he meets his eyes when the oil slides down his abdomen. he lets his own hands trail downwards, slow and easy, knowing his own body.

and in doing so, smears oil on his own hands, letting them climb up baptiste's sides so he can grope at his chest. the slick slide of his own fingers traces over each and every contour, each swath of flesh and muscle topography. when he arrives at the peak of his nipples, he pinches them (kindly? unkindly? it's a pinch and pull, a loving tug). ]

Aw, for little old me? I'm pretty excited.

[ in more ways than one, gripping at baptiste's waist and holding him there so he can indulge in the steady, rhythmic grind. his eyes flick towards the set up - the bowl and the bottle alike, his heart fluttering in the thrill of it. turning his eyes back to him. ]

So far, this show's pretty promising. [ a little nudge of his arousal for emphasis, the steady groping of his chest with a cheeky grin. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[Eiden's 'encouragement' accomplishes just what it needed to do. The toying at his chest coaxes Baptiste's hips to buck out of the rhythm he'd set. A gasp melts into that of a groan. It was a plea.

Yet this 'upset' in his flow does not deter him. In fact, the gaze he gives Eiden is filled with amusement. He licks his lips slowly, as if to savor the buzz that moan had left in his mouth.]

[Baptiste's eyes follow Eiden's gaze before he reaches out to grasp the bottle of alcohol from its resting spot.... and tip it onto the fruits in the bowl. As drink flows from the bottle, Baptiste's back arches in a silent goading. The tingling heat up that dragged up his sides and onto his chest thanks to the oil Eiden had shared is intoxicating - especially when paired with those teasing fingers.

The man looks down at Eiden as he sets the empty bottle down. He plucks an alcohol-coated fruit from the bowl. He turns it over in his finger tips before speaking.]

It has yet to even truly begin. [There is palpable fondness in his voice as he says this. He glances back down at Eiden to give him a wink-

And in the blink of an eye - and some classic misdirection for his sleight of hand - the orangeberry is set aflame. The fire flickers for just long enough to be a flash of light between the two of them before its gone. Baptiste pops it into his mouth as he leans forward.

The flame dies, the fruit is devoured, yet its heat remains on his tongue. Baptiste leans forward to quickly capture Eiden's lips in a kiss - pressing his fire-warmed tongue into Eiden's mouth for a greedy kiss.]

[silicone]

[ he watches every movement with the acuity of a starving animal, the liquid pouring out and bringing him to curiously cant his head a little to get a better view. of course, he doesn't get long to admire it before baptiste seems to just. set it right on fire. its citrus scent lingers in the air, fills his lungs before it's gone and their mouths meet.

eiden can't help but hum in delight when they kiss, his hands sliding upwards - one to curl in the other's hair, and the second to remain on his chest, happy to continue to grope if it warms him even further to him.

he licks into his mouth, gently at first, then ravenous, the light clip of teeth on the other man's lower lip serving as an invitation. he likes the heat, the residual warmth of the flame that makes his blood pump sharply. he can feel every prickle of sweat acutely on his skin - like the fruit's ability to give over sensitivity has leeched out into its scent from its citrus-y outer casing. ]

Hah -

[ when he pulls back for breath and reprieve from the heat for a moment, cool air filling his lungs, he can feel a surge of giddiness as he laughs, lets that hand on his chest slide downwards slowly between them to brush the curve of a hip, to slide over to grab baptiste's thigh climbing with fingers to grab at his ass playfully, slinking fingers under his shorts to meet skin with skin. this is his handle now. this ass. he is holding on for dear life (and to help push him further into the grind, so he can feel just how hard eiden is under that skimpy suit.) ]

Impressive... [ another slow roll of his hips, an earnest rut against him as he takes his mouth again, breathing done, more kissing now - pressing in eagerly, eye fluttering shut again. he wants to taste more of the heat where he can, a cloudy obsession for it filling his skull, addicted to just how clearly he can feel each rolling drop of oil on his skin, sending shivers prickling along his skin. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[There is something different about this warmth. As his heated tongue tangles with Eiden's, the warmth that is trapped between their mouths seems to spread and settle in his very veins. More. He wanted more of this impossible heat that threatened to envelop him whole. His heart hammers its declaration of anticipation as his head begins to swim.

Remember the show-

Baptiste groans into a kiss of tongue and teeth - Eiden's ravenous tongue stoking an impassioned fit. Eiden's spit is hot and sweet in his mouth. It compliments the smoked citrus in Baptiste's mouth to such a degree that the man yearns.
Baptiste's lips, tongue sweep into Eiden's mouth in impassioned fit to indulge. His tongue presses over teeth in a playful plea for more-

Yet Eiden pulls back. A thread of drool connects bruised lips before snapping in the cooling air between them. Baptiste stares at Eiden, as if starstruck.]

Fuck...

[He pants. The older man shivers despite himself, as a cool breeze cuts through the air. The beads of sweat that had formed upon his flesh only amplify the sensation. Yet this cooling relief cannot quench the firebreather's desire for warmth. Eiden grasps at his has ass and he can't help but meet the grip with a coy wiggle of his hips.

His grin cuts through the cloudiness that has settled in his mind. A cock of his head as he looks down at Eiden with that 'impressive' comment. As if he were in full control, despite the warming oil and cooling sweat on his flesh tugging at his composure. Each one seemed to inch him closer to falling prey to the carnal pleasure that would surely bring him every bit of heat he could want.

The man fights his losing battle with impatience by meeting that kiss with intense fervor. His tongue sweeps over Eiden's, rolling over it before pulling it into his mouth to suck at the tip. He presses a teasing kiss to teeth whenever there is a breathless pause, coaxing for the young man to indulge with him. His insatiable tongue then dips back into Eiden's mouth, eyes rolling when he is rewarded by the heat found there. More. His nerves demand in the rhythm of his tongue's caress.

He shudders a sigh into their kiss before it is his turn to pull from the kiss.]

You've got quite the intoxicating taste to you, don't you?

[He leans forward to purr this sentiment into Eiden's ear. His hips follow Eiden's luring motion. The promise of that hardened cock sends a lurch into his own gut. His own tented swim bottoms a testament to just how 'promising' this show was.

Baptiste pulls himself back up. He takes one oil-slicked hand to Eiden's chest - pinching at one of his nipples just as his other oil-slicked hand moves backward to pull down at Eiden's skimpy swimwear. Just enough to free Eiden's cock and allow his oiled hand to grasp at the shaft. His fingers slide upward, coaxing that length to meet with the cleft of his ass as he grinds backward. His back arches - as if the man performed not just for Eiden, but for any onlooker's wandering gaze were it to find its way.]

[silicone]

So I've been told...

[ multiple times. he's going to have to really have a hard think about this later on whether he is flattered or concerned! for now, he's flattered, and a little too caught up in the grinding, helping him maintain rhythm with hands squeezing him firmly. he can feel that arousal pressing against his own, a gasp leaving him as for a moment they rut against each other and the heat of it all overwhelms him for a moment.

and then the balmy air hits his dick and his eyes roll upwards a little, lashes fluttering. ]

Oh... Well... by all means.

[ especially as it brushes the warm cleft of baptiste's ass, and he rubs in earnest now, keeping the man firmly pressed to him, his cock growing slick with pre, almost too profusely. eiden can feel his essence eating up the attention, warming him to his core and coalescing from all ends. bracing his heel, he gives baptiste a little sharp hip thrust, nudging him closer, the head of his cock pushing further to nestle in closely to his hole, to drag its wetness against him. ]

Wonder if this part of you is just as hot as the rest of you... should I find out?

[ using one hand to slide upwards, a slick, slow track up his chest to grab his chin and pull him down to kiss him on the mouth, a wet, hungry press of lips to lips, a tongue seeing entry once again. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste would argue it is unequivocally a good thing. But. He's also an attention whore. So take that as you will.

But now? The showman begins to lose some of his focus. The building heat from the ebb and flow of their movements casting a haze over his thoughts. While he still smirks, his mouth hands open as he pants. It was the heat. As intoxicating as Baptiste could declare Eiden is - there is no question that building, almost unbearable warmth that radiated from their flesh and intermingled in the spaces between them held the man spellbound.

Even the dampness that clung to his skin couldn't pull him from the utter indulgence of this heat. His thumb brushes upward, to better smear the pre-cum across the head of Eiden's dick-

Then there is a sharp thrust. Baptiste's hand drags over Eiden's cock - now coated in what surely was too much pre-cum and warming oil. Baptiste's own dick aches. An undeniable curiosity. If they both could be such a mess already... this was surely promising.]

If you remember- [Baptiste's tongue moves to wet his lips. The air is cold against them. He wanted heat. Needed heat.] Audience participation is encouraged~

[His coo is cut a bit short due to a crashing of lips. Just as Eiden's hungry lips press into Baptiste's, Baptiste's mouth is ravenous. Opens to allow the entry of that sweet heat.

A beckoning shift. A twitch of his hips as his hole brushes a slick head. He shudders into a kiss that becomes increasingly messy. Baptiste has never been known for being a patient man - his body already beginning to make increasingly coy demands.]

[silicone]

[ (ooc: lmk if you'd like me to move this, i have a captcha catch-all! i'm also fine with just working through captcha - it don't bother meeeee~)

well he doesn't have to be patient much longer - eiden uses the rocking motion of the man's hips and a free hand to carefully push him open, one finger, then two, massaging steadily at the entrance before his cock head presses inward, seeking to warm him up further before breaching the tight sensation of entering him.

eiden uses the kiss to fuel that, feeling baptiste's eagerness between the elegant, powerful push of his body and the hunger in his mouth, still smokey and warm from the orange-taste left on his tongue. a moan slips free from him as he hears out those demands of his body.

his hand wraps around his cock, giving it a slow, oily stroke as he presses into him. against his mouth, he whispers: ]

Time for the showstopper, huh?

[ using his free hand to perch on baptiste's hip, to dig fingers in and draw him down into bottoming out on his cock, sliding in inch by inch until eiden can feel himself warmly sheathed by the body over him. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[ (ooc: you are welcome to move this to a catch-all! That sounds great!)]

[Their kiss is interrupted abruptly when fingers slide into his entrance. The groan that escapes carries no pretense of being anything but erotic. Both goading and pleased, the sound drags from Baptiste's throat. A raw sensation, promising of what was to come. As his entrance is coaxed open, his hips twitch eagerly. Fingers shift into a massage and Baptiste's mouth is desperate to find its heated connection with Eiden's once more. A stammered moan slips between his lips and into Eiden's mouth.

A shiver of delight. His hips grow insistent against the caress of finger tips. Sweltering heat builds between tongue and teeth. A bead of saliva connect their bottom lips and tugs as Eiden whispers against his mouth. The tantalizing slow stroke of his cock draws a sharp buck of Baptiste's hips into Eiden's touch.

Yet even as the man shudders, a smile twitches onto his lips at the turn of phrase.

Baptiste prepares a a retort, however it is lost as the other's cock buries itself deep inside of him. His insides clamp around the oiled erection. A tight hole, laced with the heated lube they'd found themselves playing with, is eager to accept the entire length. The sensation of being full paired with the sensitivity to such a magnificent fire causes Baptiste's eyes to lose focus. His mouth opens. His tongue peaks outward as a sound of unadulterated pleasure takes over.

A quick reveal that Baptiste is not a quiet man. Nor is he a shy one.] Oh~ [The ensuing coo is breathless. His chest trembles just as Baptiste begins to adjust his own body. Asserts more of his weight downward on Eiden - instead of allowing himself to simply be guided now. The shift in position causes him to pull away from the kiss he'd so enjoyed indulging in. His tongue runs over bruised lips - longing to feel the scrape of teeth and press of tongue again...

But he has a show to run, after all. Eiden has called for a showstopper without truly understand just the depths of what the show consists of. One of his hands covers Eiden's - the one that had helped guide him to swallow the other's cock whole in the first place. There is an affectionate squeeze. His other had rests at Eiden's chest. A playful flick and then twist of one of the other's nipples as Baptiste makes sure to lock himself in place over Eiden.

The movement buries Eiden deeper inside of him. It causes a visible shudder over Baptiste's body - yet it does nothing to hamper the haughty smile that twitches on his lips. The fullness threatens to send him to the brink-]

Oh, you want to fuck me so bad, don't you? [A teasing coo of a fact they both knew. Baptiste squeezes his insides against the cock inside of him.] To plunge into me over and over....

But the best part of any show is the anticipation, isn't it? For you to sit and tremble while I warm your cock deep inside of me.... [Baptiste's voice trails off as his hand that held Eidens begins to trace a new journey. One that drags over to Eiden's hip and downward. It forces himself to bend backward - an angle that makes a beautiful presentation of his own chest - as fingernails trace hip and thigh... dipping down until he could trace a finger over the base of Eiden's cock and his own entrance.

His shifts to cup Eiden's sack. He gives it a teasing squeeze.]

Before you drive me to sing for you in another language... you're going to have to coax me to the edge, mon cher. To please me in such a way that all I can think about is pleasing you.

[It's clear. As he pants between words. As his cheeks grow more flushed with desire - Baptiste wants to be unwounded by the man audacious enough to fuck him when he'd promised to give Eiden a show in the first place....

But who would he be if he didn't push the envelope? If he didn't make it clear just what sort of brat man he was? He certainly wanted to make sure that the man buried deep within him wouldn't be forgetting about this encounter any time soon. The blush on Baptiste's face is just as shameless as his smile as he looks down at Eiden. His hand continues to fondle at Eiden's sack - a slow, arduous movement. One that promised to coax Eiden to the brink while Baptiste forces him to 'wait.']

[silicone]

le overflow.