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

[virtuesignal]

Never seen this place in my long life.

[Which is impressive, Concord has seen many places across the centuries. He'd spent most of it in the Commonwealth of Ulrich, in the kingdom it was before taking that name, and this is certainly far from it. He can feel the nature about this place is... wrong.]

So. Likewise. I don't know a damn thing more than you do.

[brothergoblin]

[ Tyler has only just reached the age where there isn't an 'old man' joke tucked away somewhere at that statement. Clearly this is a person older than he is, probably old enough to be his parent. It's likely better he doesn't think about that too hard. And this man is crabbier than a lot of people he's met for the first time. Though he hasn't stepped on somebody's hair while simultaneously meeting them for the first time. ]

Okay... have you seen anybody else around here who might know? 'cause you're just kinda sitting here, so... not in a rush to find out what the hell's going on?

[virtuesignal]

There are people far off on the beach. Enjoying themselves, looks like. [he means in the distance, near the water front. They're just... playing around. Nothing about their motions seems to denote distress. People out on vacation, he guesses? This looks like a vacation spot, some sun by the coast... but Concord can't feel any true roots beneath him, no real place. It's like they're sitting in a massive, potted plant. Or maybe a terrarium...]

You can approach them naked if you like to.

[Seems kind of indecent, but Concord wouldn't fault him, if the young man is desperate for immediate answers.]

[brothergoblin]

[ The look Tyler shoots the older man almost bumps up against abject exasperation, as though he can barely believe what he's hearing as a suggestion. He's not a prude but he definitely doesn't have the confidence to stride up to a bunch of strangers naked and question the nature of their reality.

Or maybe that's exactly what he should be doing. Either way he doesn't look remotely impressed, even if he is kind of curious whether the other man would contemplate doing that himself. Probably could tell a lot about a person based on their answer to that hypothetical scenario. ]

I don't know what kind of a place you're from but walking up to somebody naked uninvited isn't how we do things where I'm from.

[ Nudist beaches are a thing that exist, sure. But Tyler is from Alaska. If the cold didn't get you, the mosquitoes would. ]

That's how you get the cops called on you.

[virtuesignal]

Exactly why I'm not doing it.

[He rolls his shoulders, lazily groaning as if he considered actually getting up, but decided against it. This place... makes him feel sluggish. How far from home is he? He'd gone halfway across the damn world and not felt this disconnected from the Commonwealth...

His hair is finally bundled up his way, allowing Tyler full roam of the cabana and at least some of the porch where Concord is sat. He looks to where he tossed his own, mostly useless robe and bundles it up in a fist, before lifting it Tyler's way,]

Take mine. Doesn't fit me, but might cover you enough to be decent-like.

[brothergoblin]

[ There's a few things that Tyler's brain is trying to process. The long hair. The sudden change in how much room he has to walk around. The offer of a robe. The suggestion that he put himself out there in front of a bunch of people he doesn't know and--

He sucks in a sharp breath and tries to narrow his attention to just take it one thing at a time. Apparently that's taking the robe. And then looking suspicious. ]

Just like that? Even though I trod on your hair?

[virtuesignal]

Just like that, son.

[he'll learn to stop casually calling people "son" eventually, but only once he's aware this is a sex hotel. Someone is bound to be weird about that if he keeps it up.]

Call it forgiven, but not forgotten.

[brothergoblin]

[ Equally unaware that this is a sex hotel, Tyler bristles at the word for completely separate reasons. None of which he puts into spoken word yet, rather just leaves it at the thunderous expression that hangs around for a moment or two.

He is dragging the second robe onto his frame though, relieved at least that everything beneath them is much less visible now. ]

And you're just gonna sit here. And watch.

[ It's barely a question, mostly because his tone is flatter than a pancake. ]

[virtuesignal]

What are you on my case for? [Concord grunts, before putting a hand to one knee,]

You want me to get up so bad, then fine.

[He hoists himself up onto his feet. If Tyler thought he was big before, watching him raise up to a full six and a half foot tall is going to really drive that home. Also, yeah, his dick and balls are sure just out! No chance at all that robe was going to be fitting him...]

[brothergoblin]

[ Aware that he's not the tallest guy in the room most of the time, Tyler has to tilt his head up to maintain eye contact. And that's just kind of annoying.

He just isn't particularly testy enough to be playing the yappy ankle biting dog role, even if he's still feeling irritated. Plus it's hard to remain any kind of way at all when faced with a man with all his junk just... hanging out.

The pink that creeps into his cheeks is mortifying all on its own, to the point where he starts to stamp walk off, but he doesn't end the conversation there. Just tries to put a little space between the man's cock and the blush plaguing him. ]

Because you were on my case first for an accident!

[ Okay so this is petty and he's not completely unaware of it, but it's just annoying to get accused of something that was a mistake! Standing a good 10 meters away seems like enough distance between them. Maybe. ]

[virtuesignal]

Pretty common sense to not step on someone's hair. [Concord growls back, voice still quiet despite his obvious irritation. He moves a few steps back towards Tyler, but it's not in pursuit of him. No, Concord is just seating himself on an armless lounge chair the porch has. With a bit of elevation, he tip his head to one side and allow his hair to cascade that direction.

He's busying himself with smoothing it into three segments, which he can start braiding up. That will get it out of the way... even if it turns out messy, it's better than nothing.

Unfortunately, he is manspreading without a single care, so Tyler will continued to be plagued by the other man's junk just being in full view,]

[brothergoblin]

Pretty rude just to leave it all over the entire porch like a jerk.

[ How the other man can make himself be heard despite not yelling is a mystery to Tyler who, at the other end of the scale, is half yelling now. He's getting the feeling that he should just quit it and go find the answers he wants. Especially with the eyeful of junk acting like it's the horizon and not leaving his field of view.

It doesn't seem to get any smaller the more he steps back, either. Jeez. At least from here he feels more confident that his inexperienced embarrassment isn't so obvious. ]

[virtuesignal]

Stop bickering with me. Had enough of it.

[Concord is roughly looping his hair around, focused entirely on the repetitive action, trying not to fuck it up with a missed pattern. He'd usually take plenty of time, but this is more urgent so he can actually walk around without his hair dragging every damn where... getting stepped on!]

Drink some water and cool yourself off. [whether he just means from Tyler's fighting attitude or if he's taking a jab at the young man's heated face is left unspecified]

[brothergoblin]

Guess we must be done then since you had enough!

[ The vagueness of the suggestion about cooling off was only ever going to hit Tyler one way. The same way anything hits when somebody is pointing out a blush.

He's been angry enough to let the fabric of the robes loosen around his front, but he retightens them and huffs. Turning on his heel, he doesn't bother tossing the man a goodbye. Hopefully this will be the first and last time he gets tangled up with the man in every way possible. ]

[virtuesignal]

Go on. Get.

[Concord dismisses him in the most old timey western way possible...

Tyler can go figure things out for himself all day long. While he's up to that, Concord regroups with Ali, discovers what is going on for himself, gets his hair braided properly, and finds some actual damn clothes.

Also, some actual damn booze! After blowing his vouchers on whiskey, Concord ends up back to the bungalow he started in. He closes the back porch, slumps into a lounge chair, and ends up dozing off upright. His arms are slung back and his legs are wide, but at least this time he's in clothes. Boots, slacks, a button up tucked in but left all the way open in the front because of the heat, and suspenders.

He's a quiet sleeper, so Tyler would be forgiven not even noticing him right away upon reentering the suit.]

[brothergoblin]

[ Stamping away across sand seems fairly impossible, but Tyler gives it his all as he storms away. The man left behind has really gotten under his skin, and he has to check himself after a few abrupt conversations that don't make him any friends.

Just because there's one jerk here doesn't mean all of these people are.

Not that his search for answers is as fruitful as he wants it to be, even if he learns where he is. There's a fair amount of existential crisis that rolls around his brain but by the time he's acknowledged how hungry he feels, the closest available option is some kind of skewer. He eats it without thinking much of the flavor, and tries not to feel bad about the fact he has no idea where the meat actually came from.

The concerns seem to melt away the hotter he feels, skin tingling in a way that makes it hard to concentrate on anything else. In fact, he feels so weird that he charts a course back to the one place he actually had shelter, even if he runs the risk of bumping into the hair guy again.

By the time he walks through the door, he's having a hard time not stopping every few steps to squeeze his thighs together. Part of him recognizes how messed up it is that he seems even less a master of self control than usual, but being horny as fuck isn't all that out of the ordinary for him.

So he does miss the big man as he snoozes, at least for the few moments he shrugs off the robes he's still wearing, hands rubbing over his chest and tweaking at a nipple. The quick breath of air in betrays how good it feels almost immediately. ]

[virtuesignal]

[Tyler is going to be mortified when that quiet, gruff voice mutters,]

Mmph.... quiet on down... [which by some grace is said half-asleep, Concord not even opening his eyes to see what or who made a noise to disturb him. Ali? Someone else? He's not awake nor sober enough to really care. Concord immediately trying to dose back off, only movement from him the adjusting of his hips in his seat to get more comfortable,]

[brothergoblin]

[ Maybe it's Tyler's lucky day, the way he freezes with his hands at his chest might be less embarrassing than being caught with his fingers between his legs. He spins around too quickly, wobbling for a moment, naked and horny and... fuck no-- ]

What the fuck--?

[ It would be far easier to sound more pissed if he wasn't in desperate need of an orgasm. But not even his nakedness stops him from approaching, ready to usher the bigger man out in whatever way he needs to in order to have some alone time. ]

Get out!

[virtuesignal]

You're in my territory... [Muttered with defiance as Concord reaches a large arm out Tyler's way and easily sweeps him into his lap. There's no grabbing or groping at him, just the hook of an arm bundling him up into Concord's largely bare chest and open legs.

He nuzzles rather affectionately to Tyler's hair, immediately appreciating so much warmth overtop of him. That's always nice. Not that Tyler volunteered to be his human blanket, but that's the position he's been put in by putting himself at arm's reach.

Concord smells like sun warm sweat and hard booze, the latter of which should clue Tyler in to why he's not so coherent as this morning,]

[brothergoblin]

[ There's something sharp ready and waiting on the end of Tyler's tongue. Something defensive and designed to lash out because that's what he knows when it comes to older people and what they think they're in charge of.

But it isn't just his irritation that's making itself readily available for this moment. Now sitting on the big man's lap, he's found himself with the remaining problem of arousal that won't go away. Somehow it's compounded by the scent of the other man's sun baked skin, the haze of booze that's hanging in the air on an exhale.

Tyler can't help but squirm nakedly on the man's lap, not trying to get off of him, exactly, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't trying to get off. If his hips grind down a little harder than they probably should to seek some kind of friction, he's apparently not feeling embarrassed about that. ]

Whatever, you're getting between me and some time with myself.

[virtuesignal]

[Given their positions, it's not difficult for Tyler to grind himself directly down onto Concord's cock. It was slung to one side of his hip, a pretty obvious bulge in his slacks despite him not being aroused. The sudden addition of friction and weight down onto him is going to change that if he allows it to continue- which no, he'd rather not-]

Stop it, Ali- [he finally opens his damn eyes all the way.

Not Ali. A completely different man. Concord takes his turn in flushing over red, though he looks more angry and confused than Tyler had that morning,]

-what are you naked again for? [what should be a !? is still kept too quiet to have that kind of exclamation to it. It was also just explained to him the what for, but it escaped by him in his current state of intoxication mixed with newly awakened confused,]

[brothergoblin]

I don't know!

[ Which... isn't exactly right. He does know why he's naked again. It's because there was too much fabric getting in the way of his hands and the rest of him. Given how urgent it feels to take care of the ache of arousal, there's no time to make it a sensual self-exploration.

He shakes his head and while he'd like to meet the man's anger and confusion in kind, he doesn't have the available bandwidth for that and the swell of his libido. ]

I went to the beach and tried to find out stuff and now I can't stop feeling like if I don't get off, I'm gonna crawl out of my skin.

[ Whether Concord is familiar or not with how and why some men don't have dicks, Tyler doesn't seem to be sparing that potential speed bump much thought. In fact since he's sat on the man's lap, he's decided it would be even better to have him help. He wriggles again over his crotch, pretty sure that sooner rather than later he's going to die if he doesn't take care of this. ]

Fuck, it feels so overwhelming--

[virtuesignal]

You're acting like they put you in a damn heat, [Concord grumbles, flustered, but ultimately sympathetic. Heats and ruts where not a thing with unicorns naturally, but with Ali they were. In a boozy haze with lower inhibitions, Concord's sense of duty strikes. He always helps Ali with such things, why not help someone else in need-?

No, no, what is he thinking? His hands move to Tyler and twist him around. The tangle of their limbs turn Tyler to face away from Concord, though his butt still rests directly into the larger man's groin, making him grunt with annoyance,]

I'm not the one to breed you, s- [Okay. He catches it that time. Swallowing that inappropriate word right down,] -ssssooo... get off.

[Phrasing, Concord.]

[brothergoblin]

[ He wouldn't usually love being picked up like he weighs nothing, but only because usually he'd still be irritated with the man. As it stands, he's got more pressing things to worry about.

So while he does make a noise of unhappy protest at being swivelled around, he expends more energy in staying up. Since Concord has his legs parted, Tyler pulls up his feet and presses his soles to the topside of the man's thighs, toes barely curling over his knees. He even leans back into the broad chest behind him, like suddenly he's playing a game of the floor is lava and he's not going to be the first one out.

It just so happens that this new position has his legs spread wide, one of his arms reaching up to curl backwards behind Concord's neck as his other hand tries to reach clumsily for the other man's. ]

Dunno who else could help... think you're the only one who can...

[virtuesignal]

[Tyler absolutely locks himself in once Concord shifts him around. The stubbornness is something he strangely appreciates, perhaps sees himself in. He straightened up in the seat as Tyler leans back into his chest, finding himself as the unyielding wall behind the young man's force of will. (Though Concord's titties are both large and soft when he's not tensing up, he is fairly tense about now.)

There's a brief moment he considers just standing himself up, dumping Tyler face forward into the floor. Concord could do that. He knows he could.

Yet, he doesn't,]

To think you had... some shame this morning. [He mutters before reaching forward. He hooks his arms beneath Tyler's own, looping them to Tyler's inner thighs. While the image is on Concord prying Tyler open with both hands, his hold is actually quite restrained, not at all forceful. It doesn't need to be, with how massive those hands look once placed on Tyler's smaller frame. The strong, rough hands of a soldier, sure to be about as intimidating as they are arousing,]