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

[befehl]

( Precum smears so easily around the curve of his glans and down his slit, snugged by flesh with every tight stroke. The pleasure splits between every nerve of his, radiant. Even the colors around them within the dream begin to shift and phase so only they exist within the realm itself. To think he'd become this helpless around a stranger, giving himself into that hand. Sunday doesn't think to kiss back, he's too busy gasping, even his halo becomes a display of vibrant lights as it rests behind the back of his head in its solid form. He feels pleasure through it, too.

Whenever he feels the movement between their groins, Sunday's hand traces down Six's whole cock as it is freed, soon guiding it against his down so they're slotting and sliding against one another, gripping both swollen heads together while staring right into his visible eye. )

I just…

[wray]

[ Soft noises begin to spill out of him, almost uncontrollable as Sunday guides their cocks to slide against one another. The pleasure is overwhelming for him too, causing a shiver to crawl down his spine as he tries to get used to the rhythm. This always feels like a novel experience to him no matter how many times he's become intimate with another person.

He doesn't think he'll ever grow used to it, numb to the kind of connections this place wants them to establish. When Sunday tries to speak, he's almost grateful for the distraction. ]

You...? Tell me, I'll give you anything you desire.

[ It's not like him to speak so boldly, but with his suit mark a bright red on his skin, there's no stopping him now. Not when he's slowly figuring out a pace that glides his length down against Sunday's in an exquisite way. ]

[befehl]

( Anything he desires? Sunday doubts it, but in the moment he’s not questioning the legitimacy of it. What’s most important is how the words sink into his bones, they accent pleasure as their cocks grind raw and together.

Rather than answering him, Sunday lifts his head up to his lips. One hand tight around their cocks fucking into his grip while the other guides his face closer. Sunday gasps hotly on his neck, giving it kisses and bites right under his jawline. The sway of pressure builds up and down while he also adjusts to their movements, to everything, as he searches with his hips and thrusts for that place of no return. )

Then— faster—

[wray]

[ Sunday looks so beautiful underneath him.

He wears desire so prettily, making the erune wonder what else he could do to keep him in this state. It's a thought that nearly terrifies him, not quite used to the sudden urge to make someone feel good in every possible, but the reward is too good to pass up. Even more so when Sunday begs him to go faster, who is he to refuse him after that?

His head tilts back to give the other man better access to his neck, allowing him to mark pale flesh wherever he wants. This gives him the opportunity to move his hips faster, grinding their cocks together at a quicker pace. The friction is delicious, nearly mind-blowing with how pre easily makes their lengths slide.

He teases Sunday's slit, rubbing his thumb in small circles to coax more out. ]

[befehl]

( Six thrusts to slide underside to underside is blowing Sunday’s mind right out of the dream itself. He swears he never felt his cock feel so fulfilled in the past, never so swollen or touched to a point his tip is raw and abused. It twitches against him as he opens his mouth over his neck to kiss and suck him, muffling moans against his skin. Wordless and even desperate, bucking harder against him chasing that pleasure on his slit.

Sunday pulls away from his neck with a gasp, arching stiffly as his body feels pried away from his soul, giving in to it all. He feels the heated wetness of his cum before he realizes his orgasm is blinding him and he can’t help clutching Six over both shoulders, alternating between gasping and biting down on his lip to keep himself from moaning too loud. )

I…

[wray]

[ With every mark Sunday leaves on his skin, more noises spill out of him until his entire body shudders with pleasure. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but that doesn't deter him from going fast. If anything, it encourages him to keep up the pace, rutting against Sunday's cock until it's all he can think about.

He remembers to breathe when he hears the other man's voice again. It drags him away from the lull of sensation, making him blink. He understands almost instantly what Sunday is trying to say. ]

—s'fine. [ Gently, he drags his fingers down the underside of Sunday's cock, paying special attention to it now that he knows he's close. ] Don't hold back.

[befehl]

( He wouldn't be able to hold back if he wanted. Every breath is just another rush of hot flashes that light up through his mind, shaking him to the core. His cock is tenderly sensitive as Six ruts fast against him. That cock, those balls of his are heavenly, rolling nicely and smearing everything that jets out of him and over his belly. Sunday grunts softly as he tries to sync himself to him, eyes closed and legs spread widely like a true slut holding onto his bearings. The House probably likes him like this, it's quite the initiation that finally puts to rest that underlying fear. The voices. The distant spaces creeping in on him just like the memoria swallowing Penacony.

Yet he still doesn't allow himself to moan or cry out as loud. Instead, he slides a hand between them to join in on the gradual strokes. Their cockheads are so neatly packed together like this, dripping with Sunday's cum. Now if only Six would also make a mess of himself, Sunday would like to see it so he tightens his grip around their heads to use everything he has left in him to jerk him against his. )

The dream is fading, hurry.

[wray]

[ It doesn't take much for Six to make a mess. Despite wanting to hear Sunday, he can still feel him with every thrust of his hips, the friction between their cocks too overwhelming to ignore. His pre spills in the space between them, coating their fingers, their lengths with every jerk of hips.

His whole body shudders when Sunday joins his strokes, wanting more of it as words come out of his mouth begging to do so. He wants to wait until the other man has also reached the end, but it's impossible now that he's at the peak, ready to tip over at a moment's notice.

He doesn't notice the dream fading all around them, not when his mind can only focus on what's between them. The pleasure. The way Sunday feels against his skin. The warmth they share. All of that combined makes a cocktail so irresistible that there's no way he can resist the pull of his release. ]

Sunday—

[ His only warning before he kisses the other man again, allowing their mouths to muffle the groan as he cums, making a mess everywhere now that he's reached his limit. ]

[befehl]

Six… ( For once this entire time he desperately holds onto the moment, muffling sounds between each of their grinding hips and pulsing cocks wishing this didn’t have to end.

He wipes cum down Six’s bicep and then grabs his face ( and partial mask) to keep their mouths together, rolling his hips to keep on riding the sweetest bliss. For some reason, Sunday likes the thought of spreading their mixed release on their stomachs as they keep on thrusting. So unholy and so satisfying, it’s the most filthy Sunday has ever been.

He pulls away from his mouth, gasping for air. Lips bruised and loved. His cock pulses against him, swelled by the rush. He likes that thickness against him, he likes their balls pressed together. )

Just a minute…

[wray]

[ Sunday makes a bigger mess of themselves as he spreads their combined release everywhere, mixing in with the sweat rolling off their bodies as they gradually come down from their highs. At least he isn't alone with wanting this to never end, because even Six finds himself wishing they could keep going—

But this dream is over, their surroundings slowly fading away. He kisses Sunday once more before moving on to press featherlight ones against his skin, trailing down his neck until he can carve out a few marks on his shoulders.

Sunday asks him for a minute, but Six doesn't think they even have that long. He murmurs something incomprehensible, and before he knows it, the crash of waves against the shore fills the space between them. There are the usual noises coming from a crowd, pulling Six away from the blissful dream he just experienced.

He wakes up, lilac eyes peering up at the parasol that is shielding them from the sun's rays. He doesn't remember falling asleep. But he does glance over to see that Sunday is still by his side, even if there's no evidence left of what happened. ]

[befehl]

( His warmth remains with him even as his consciousness loses sight of lilac, of their heat, of Six's cock so beautifully spent along with him. The last kiss is the most memorable as he eventually opens his eyes to the blaring light, feeling clean as if nothing had happened.

Yet his heart still pounds wildly and he props himself seated, gasping. He's completely dressed again, not a spec of cum anywhere. Just parasols, blues, and rolling waves ahead. He remembers it all as if it were real, so he turns to Six beside him. It was real, wasn't it?

He remembers their conversations, he remembers his kisses and touches. At least he's not wounded. )

Six, correct?

Are you alright?

[wray]

[ The warmth of their kiss is the last thing he remembers too.

When Six hears Sunday's voice, he knows that what happened isn't just some fever dream he can forget about— not even if he tries. He glances down at himself, seeing no signs of injuries from the crows. Even his mask is complete, not at all broken like the rest of himself.

He nods slowly, his voice quiet when he responds. ]

... I'm alright. You?

[ Sunday looks okay for the most part. ]

[befehl]

( So he does remember. Addressing him by his name was a mere test to gouge if everything had truly been... Real. Thankfully his trunks don't feel sticky or wet, by the grace of the Resort he didn't cum in reality, too. He angles his body towards Six, sinking his feet into the sand below. )

This place is truly wicked, but I... I don't regret what happened. I'm fine.

🎀 ties a pretty ribbon on this

[wray]

[ A million things are going through Six's mind right now. Even if Sunday says that he doesn't regret what happened, the rune feels like they should have more to say about the matter. They can't exactly write it off as a dream, but at the same time, he wonders why his heart doesn't feel as anxious over the other man's words.

Maybe it's because he feels the same way too. He doesn't regret what happened either. ]

... Ah. Me neither.

[ For the time being, maybe that'll have to be enough. They'll have plenty of time to unpack all this later. ]