TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[massochism]

I do want to lay with you...

[but he's so enamored as Eiden moves, slipping down his body until he's settled neatly between thick thighs. Fingers curl around the shape of his cock and he whines as that kiss makes him twitch. It's followed by lips against muscle, and the priest shivers as his gaze focuses down past his chest, fingers threading into soft hair.]

... I also always want to go all the way. I've missed you so much, Eiden... I want to drink you in completely, and cuddle when we're done. If you let me, I'll keep you here all day.

[silicone]

[ why does settling into game take so long.

eiden leans into the hands gladly, knowing their strength and assured with how gently they treat him. the promise to keep him here all day is a very tempting one, but they'll need to figure out food and all that if that's the plan, so he makes a note for later. because he certainly plans on saying yes.

for now, he focuses on olivine's needs, his hands sliding up the outer side of his thighs to make certain he's comfortable, draped over his shoulders and pressed close. he lets those hands crawl downwards, fingers hooking into his bathing suit and drawing the fabric back with feline grin. ]

You don't have to ask... I'm not going anywhere if I can help it. I'll make sure to hold on real tight... okay?

[ he tosses the fabric to the ground and hums, leaning in to kiss the very head of olivine's cock. ]

[massochism]

[Olivine wonders for the millionth time what he did to deserve all this. To have Eiden treat him so kindly, help him through his misgivings and uncertainties all while taking care of both of their needs. Even if here, as hands slide over thighs and his position shifts slightly, he feels like there ought to be something more he can do.

They don't have a time limit, though. He reminds himself of it as fingers draw his cute little bathing suit out of the way and let his cock spring free.]

... okay. I'll hold on tight, too.

[legs lift enough to allow Eiden to ease his swimwear off, and his thighs press in lightly as lips meet the head of his cock, gathering up the bead of fluid there.]

Eiden... [His smile is soft, a little shy, as he runs fingers through the brunet's hair.] It's been so long... I don't think I'll last very long the first round.

[silicone]

Don't think you have to last too long the first round. I think you just have to let it happen.

We have time.

[ he leans into his hands happily, a soft hum leaving his throat as he envelops his cock with his mouth, sucking the crown of him with a deeply satisfied look upon his face. his tongue strokes the underside as he draws him further in, hollowing his cheeks.

sometimes you just really like using your mouth.

eiden just leans into it all the way, nuzzling into olivine's thighs and letting his throat open slowly on his way down the shaft. when he hums again, its deeper, a sigh through his nose as he situates.

and then swallows further, before beginning to bob his head steadily. ]

[massochism]

But it's still embarrassing...

[Honestly, after all this time you'd think he'd be used to it by now. Sometimes they're are just things that always get you though.

Especially with Eiden.

His breath hitches as that mouth wraps around his crown, lashes fluttering half closed. The enthusiasm he operates with is so plain, so warm that it pulls a smile to his lips as the priest watches him move. Tongue brushes the underside of his cock and Olivine exhales a soft sigh, stroking through hair in idle, encouraging motions.]

You feel so—so good... nngh...

[they both have such oral fixations, don't they? Olivine would never stop Eiden to begin with, but having him back now, feeling the way he nuzzles in and settles—it's so flattering.

Not much longer and he's bobbing his head, and the priest arches in response, uttering a soft curse as he does.]

[silicone]

[ eiden's hand slip under the small of olivine's back as he pulls him all the closer, letting his head dip down so he can nuzzle against the root of his cock and hollow his cheeks. for a moment he holds him there before beginning to really show him the true meaning of a blow job (ok eiden i hate writing him he's so cringe).

the sound of olivine's praise does make his ears go a little red, his eyelashes fluttering as he looks up at him. he slides fingers around the base of his dick and pulls up and off, letting the hot warmth of his own mouth and the wet length hit him right in the cheek. he nuzzles it slowly, turning lips to kiss the wet shaft and deliver a series of small, short licks, like stroking a lollipop with his tongue.

after taking another open-mouthed kiss of the head of his dick, eiden holds it like something treasured in both his hands, leaning in to mouth against it more. ]

And you taste divine...

[massochism]

[Olivine's hips rise gently as a hand braces his back, toes finding purchase against the bed and thighs still softly boxing him in place. There's no surprise to being taken to the root by Eiden, of all people, just warm pleasure mixed with fondness. (Eiden is cringe but he's so cute still... not that Olivine needs to be shown how to really suck dick, Grand Sorcerer.)

He looks so cute like that though, red tinging his ears from praise, lips wrapped around the priest's cock. Then he's pulling off, and Olivine's breath hitches as that length smacks a warm cheek. It's—so much more embarrassing to watch him tease it that way, his mouth gentle and sweet as his tongue. Every little lick makes him squirm beautifully, and his breath puffs out in a sort of laugh at those words.]

That's good... I wouldn't want to fail to treat the birthday boy properly... [one hand drifts downward to stroke his other cheek.] It's all for you, so have your fill.

[He feels so... warm, saying it. A little embarrassed, but it's worth it for Eiden. (Really, it's so funny how swiftly he swings from embarrassing to absolutely lewd. Why is he like this)]

[silicone]

Promise, I'm feeling really spoiled right now.

[ he tilts into his hand easily like a docile creature, fingers curled around olivine's cock as he shifts to kiss his palm once, and then to swallow him down again, humming in his throat as he nuzzles into his crotch again, shifting for leverage onto his knees for an angle. he pushes olivine's thighs back further, exposing him, spreading him.

it's better this way, because he can drool down his cock and the slick, essence-laden spit can wind a slow, hot trail down his taint. ]

Mmh— [ bobbing up and down, cresting over his glans and dribbling the pre from his dick sloppily down to olivine's hole. ] —can't forget you...

[massochism]

Good... you deserve it—nngh.

[Eiden really makes it so easy to get caught up in his fascination, awe-stricken by how easily the man gives and takes in equal measure. at least, for a moment, before his body rises up in response to being swallowed so easily, thighs rising up obediently.

better this way is an understatement, honestly. saliva gathers messy against his cock and trails downward, essence leaving a pleasant tingle on heated skin and heightening sensitivity.]

Ah—haah— [spit and pre dribble and wind down to his hole, leaving his taint and the cute little ring glistening.] can't forget you, either. God, I missed you so much...

[his fingers drift over a cheek, thumb grazing the corner of his lip and picking up more of his pre to smear along his skin. a selfish hunger fills him just being here, marking him even so temporarily. they belong to each other, in a way that is uniquely just between the two of them, and that's everything he wants.]

You're so greedy, I love it. ♥

[silicone]

[ eiden feels the slide of pre against his face and laughs a little bit as he pops off of his cockhead to turn his face into his touch to nuzzle his fingers and playfully nip with his teeth at his knuckles. because he is greedy, he's starving for affection, for warmth, remembering just the pure cold that had trailed with him in his memories, not much else of his time being stone was recalled beyond that.

so he leans down to lick further at his hole, keeping hands on the backs of his knees, sliding upwards so that his cock trails along the curve of his ass as he finally rises up over him and begins to press him backwards against himself.

he laughs warmly. ]

Then remember this, okay? Remember the feeling of me inside you... always... ready?

[ licking his lips as he looks down at him, cockhead beginning to press into that cute little hole of his. ]

[massochism]

[watching him move, Olivine can't help but be stricken by how protective he feels, all over again. it will never matter how long he's gone, he knows—with every fiber of his self, the priest wants to care for Eiden, to be by him, to shelter him from everything else.

it's all secondary to this moment, though. weak to his affection, he rises up with every touch, every lick and brush, weight shifting as hands adjust his legs and the brunet slides upwards between them. a shiver flickers through him at the familiar warmth of his cock, pressing against his entrance as he's pulled back into it.]

Always.

[his voice is breathy and soft, hands sliding up to secure around his shoulders, pure affection in his eyes as Eiden starts to press into him. it's so perfect every time, so tight against his walls, no matter how often they're like this.]

Nngh... you'll always fit me best... Eiden. Always have...

[silicone]

[ pressing into olivine to the base always feels so good, a tight slide inwards as their essence co-mingling sends shivers down his spine. he presses his own body downwards, nudging them both flush as he lets his hips start to grind deeply from where he's fully swallowed up by olivine's body. ]

There... there you go...

[ he sighs it out as he shifts hands to wrap them around his shoulders, to card them through olivine's hair as he presses their foreheads close together and begins to move, hips pulling back to thrust inwards with an easy roll of muscle, feeling the wet noise of their skin clinging and pulling apart, damp with sweat and essence and the slickness coming from them both. eiden wonders, some days, how he could ever go back to any sort of normal life.

not because the sex is perfect, not because everyone is so damn beautiful, but because he can feel it, under his hands, a warmth that burgeons and that makes a heat at the corners of his eyes prick enough that he has to close them and bury his face in olivine's shoulder.

this is great, but he missed olivine - if stone had that capacity, he knows he'd have missed him. as it stands, just seeing the accumulated time put fear in his heart and a desire to clutch onto that lost time just to have it slip through his fingers. this is just a start, as his heart pounds hard and hot in his chest, as his fingers dig in and cling. ]

Stay... here, stay close... hah... like this...

[massochism]

[Eiden bottoms out and for a moment, Olivine can't let him go. Can't even let him move more than the way his hips grind, the weight of him familiar. Comforting. It ignites a part of him he hadn't realised had begun to dim and smolder, a familiar ache of emptiness filled in with inimitable love.

A part of him had stayed with Eiden that day, hardened and dulled to a cold empty shell. It still hurts, as hands move over shoulders, card through his hair and pull them impossibly close.]

Haah... nnh... perfect...

[hips move and it's as good as ever. The roll of them and the sound that rises between their bodies from slick, sweat, essence feels like home. It's ocean-deep, an endless, roaring tide that wraps him in warmth rather than sweeps him away. It stings that aching part of him until tears shimmer in his eyes and he can't help but hold on tight. Just as tight as the hands on his own skin, possessive, next, frightened.]

I will... haah... always. [His own fingers thread into soft brown hair, holding Eiden close as they move in easy thrusts and rocks.] I never... want to let you go... nngh... never again... you're too important to me...

[silicone]

[ olivine slides fingers into his hair and he feels the warm tears flow a little more earnestly as he lifts his hips and fucks into him again and again, wet and impassioned. he's gathered close and all he does is rock against him, a rolling of his hips before pulling out to buck back inside with a trembling noise.

when he lifts his head again, it's to nose gently against olivine cheek, to press their lips together and, fingers lost in his hair as well as he grinds against his prostate, pulls out to the tip of his head and thrusts back to roll and grind once more. ]

Oli... vine...

[ a whisper against him as he lets another hand find that pretty chain of his, fingers aiming to tug softly at it, following the line of it towards the gem pressed into his belly, fingers slick with essence as they brush it warmly. ]

[massochism]

[Olivine loses himself in the thick of it—the moment and the thoughts and feelings all mingled together. Beautiful, sweet, comforting. Eiden bottoms out in him, buries every inch in his willing body and stirs him up, and the wet, needy sound of their coupling says more than they ever could alone.

So he doesn't try to speak at all, at first. Mouths meet and his tongue joins enthusiastically, parting only when he must. Which is mostly to cry out as the other hammers his prostate, hips trembling as he pulls out to the tip only to slide home and grind against his insides.]

Nngh... ah... Eiden... I... haauh—!

[a tug at his chains is familiar, but the warm slick feeling of essence against his gemstone ignites a desperate hunger buried somehow below the surface.]

Your... fingers... nngh... I feel so... dizzy...

[His legs wrap around the slimmer man's hips, not tight enough to keep him from moving but certainly enough to keep him positioned so nicely.]

[silicone]

S'okay... I got you... I got you Olivine—

[ dizzy is right, the scent of olivine's essence just flooding his senses, making him incapable of stopping his hips from pistoning into him like a man starved. as legs wrap around him, securing him in that particular spot, he circles his navel with his fingers, dipping gently to brush the gemstone again as he dips his head to lay a tract of wet kisses between his nipples from one to the other.

he takes one into his mouth as he bows over him to grind hard against his prostate, sucking and letting both hands slide up to knead his chest lovingly, working him up to a steady peak to get him to release once again if he can. his own orgasm crashes down like a wave in a storm, suffusing them both in his own essence as he fills olivine with his spend, feeling the way his cock gives aborted twitches as he keeps pounding into him with abandon, making sure that it all is thoroughly stuffed inside of him, that none but a few drops can leak out. ]

[massochism]

[hips piston into his own, but it's still his hands that bring the most overwhelming feelings. Yes, because gentle fingers brush over his gemstone, but more still because they bring with them a soft possession, a reminder of somewhere he belongs.]

I—know... you always... have me, Eiden...

[wetness trails over his skin and his fingers knead soft hair, crying out as he settles in to sucking the sensitive nub. Combined with the insistent grind of his hips and joined by his hands, Eiden has no trouble in working Olivine up. His name slips liberally from the priest's lips, back arching as warm hands knead his chest, practically howling by the time his orgasm hits.

And when it does, Olivine isn't far behind. Awash with warm and comforting essence, filled with the thick, wonderful heat of his spend, he can only hold on as it's fucked in deep, stuffed inside despite the way his hole squeezes down on his cock and hot, slick cum pours over his belly and pools against his gemstone.]

[silicone]

There you go... that's it... beautiful...

[ because he is beautiful like this, fucked out and coming all over the space between them. eiden's hips slow as he fucks olivine through his own orgasm, watching with a flick of his eyes downwards as he makes a thorough mess between them. his own gemstone caught in the mix as he slides his palms up into his hair, slotting their mouths together.

the warmth he feels, wrapped up in olivine entirely, indulging in the very real way that their skin-to-skin relaxes him in an instant. he takes a breath. it's barely a whisper, a tired laugh as he sinks into the feeling of being inside of him, stroking down his side, climbing back up to cup an oversensitive nipple, teasing it gently with his thumb. ]

... Olivine.

[ he kisses every sound out of him, bearing over him. ]

🎀

[massochism]

[Honestly, he feels almost overwhelmed by the depth of his orgasm. It's not the first time Eiden has fucked him through one, but there's a lot more to this time, he supposes. If he didn't already have tears in his eyes from the sensations, this moment would no doubt bring them.

Hands move to his hair and he tilts obediently, meeting lips in unspoken urgency and desperation. His own move to embrace the other man properly, basking in the sensation of skin on skin. Without a doubt, it is the most wonderful, sweet feeling in the world. No matter how long it's been, how worried he might have been, how "over it" he managed to be—he will never forget this feeling.]

Ei... den...

[His voice is half lost in Eiden's lips as the brunet settles down against him. As he strokes a side and then up to pull a moan and a gasp from him, body arching gently as a thumb teases his nipple. There's no attempt to move away, no worries that his words will be misunderstood as the priest cradles his lover's cheek.]

Happy birthday, Eiden.

[stay with me. I love you. I missed you. he doesn't speak the words, but they remain in the depths of his kisses, the curl of his hold. This is good enough for him. More than good enough.]