TDM 04

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【 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

[snakelace]

Mmm…

[ So much for not being easy to impress… A few soft gestures and he’s already putty in this man’s hands. The slimy feel of that tentacle against his bare thigh is even…welcoming.

And he’s quite sure that he hadn’t eaten or drunk anything offered in this beach area thus far… ]

I…I suppose this will do…

[ That’ll have to be permission enough, especially since that shirt of his isn’t even buttoned up in the first place, leaving Kleken with plenty of easy access despite his modest beachwear. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Kleken won't tell. ]

[ He will merely share the word of our savior TentacleKink with Baizhu so that he might accept the way of the tentacle. ]

Wonderful.

[ The word is breathed against his skin and followed by another soft kiss to his palm that begins a trail up his wrist. One that's mimicked by the tentacle that slides itself under Baizhu's open shirt, running up along the curve of his back and between his shoulder blades. Helpfully so, of course, and certainly not so the man needs to arch against Kleken. ]

[snakelace]

[ Accepting sure is one way of putting it… ]

Kle…ken…

[ It comes out almost like a scolding as, distracted by Kleken’s kisses, he’s unable to put his guard up on time before the cold shock of a tentacle running across his skin does get him to gasp and arch against Kleken, his expression one of utter bewilderment.

He’s not ready for this.

He sure hopes Kleken can’t hear how hard his heart is pounding, feel how badly he’s trembling from that utterly alien and somehow not unpleasant sensation… ]

[lieabilities]

Was that too much to start with?

[ He knows what crimes he did, but he will pretend he doesn't. ]

[ Chuckling, he brings up a hand to place over Baizhu's, stroking his index finger idly over skin as if to soothe the other man from his concerns. That tentacle along his back traces its way back down to settle around his waist, unwilling to give up the space its snuck into now that it's arrived, leaving a cool presence on Baizhu. ]

Perhaps you'd like to be the one to touch first?

i totally forgot they hadn't introduced themselves yet, whoops

[snakelace]

It’s…certainly quite the bold demonstration…

[ And yet, he feels oddly self-conscious now that he’s in this position, having completely played into this bastard’s hands and everything. He certainly can’t help a shudder when he feels that tentacle brush against the Vision dangling from his waist.

…It’s not a terrible position to be in, granted, but Kleken absolutely looks like the sort of character who’d take a mile if you’d given him so much as an inch. Perhaps Baizhu should nip this in the bud while he still can.

…

Eventually. ]

But I’m not so certain I…

[ As if of its own accord, his hand’s already inching downward, to brush tentative fingers against the slimy exterior of the tentacle that’s been caressing him so tenderly. ]

who needs names when you're about to milk a man-

[lieabilities]

[ It is smooth and slightly damp in texture, thank you- ]

[ There's a slight arch of the tentacle into Baizhu's touch, but it otherwise remains still under his hand, seemingly behaved for the moment. ]

[ Kleken is another story entirely, mind, with the way he's lowering his head to kiss along Baizhu's jaw up to his ear, seeking out whatever sensitive spots the man may have while he's distracted. Certainly not being a distraction himself or anything. ]

You're not certain?

h-hey nobody said anything about milking!!!

[snakelace]

[ C’mon, Baizhu…just do it for science. Do it for science… ]

The…The scavenger hunt…

[ Somehow he’d clung onto that one thought that had brought them together only moments earlier. Perhaps the swollen, clammy feel of the tentacle in his hand had reminded him—or perhaps Kleken had brought it out of his memory with that deeply distracting kiss, somehow, and now he’s threatening to pluck away the rest of Baizhu’s composure while he’s at it.

…Curiosity truly is a terrible thing. ]

I…I can’t think…

[ Mission accomplished? Some part of him actually hates how easy he is right now, and he gives that tentacle a meaningful squeeze, partly out of frustration, and partly out of a desire for…more… ]

milking counts as 'and more'

[lieabilities]

Mm... that's right. I believe I asked for a cup of your lower bodily fluids?

[ That's not at all what he asked for, but is Baizhu coherent enough to correct him? ]

[ He certainly hopes not. Or at least, he'll do his best to keep the man so distracted that he can't, teasing his ear with his mouth like he is. ]

[ Those squeezes are enough of an invitation for the tentacles in question to continue satisfying their own curiosity, a thinner one sliding its way under the fabric of Baizhu's waistband this time to run along the side of his hip and curl itself over the curve of his ass. Sorry for the cool intrusion, kind of. Unless Baizhu's into that actually- ]

[snakelace]

I…I don’t…

[ He most definitely remembers the terms of their verbal “contract,” but he’s not in much shape to argue, is he? It’s not like he minds giving that up anyway, although Kleken might be disappointed that he’s not really as virile as, say, someone like Wriothesley.

But why think of another man when there are tentacles groping his ass now, Baizhu inadvertently squeezing on the tentacle in his grasp a little too hard before letting it go, trying not to think of how hot and heavy his breaths are, of how he’s pressing into Kleken as he rides out these terribly alien and actually kind of scary sensations.

Those tentacles that had attacked him in his suite before had been somewhat insubstantial in comparison—a mere facsimile of Osial, but Kleken…he might as well have been one of the old gods Morax had defeated thousands of years ago, risen again to take his vengeance…

Anyway, he’s going to start unbuttoning that absurd shirt Kleken has on, his hand shaky as he tries to focus on this one mundane task in the midst of gross slimy creatures feeling him up all over, the contrast of cool tentacles to his overheated skin nearly driving him out of his mind with want. ]

[lieabilities]

[ It's not about the length of the journey, Baizhu, it's about how enjoyable it is seeing a person completely fall apart from his touch- ]

[ The feedback he gets from his tentacles is an interesting one though. Discomfort, he'd certainly expected in a way to anyone who wasn't familiar with such sensations, but the jerkiness of some of his actions, particularly that startled squeeze, is... interesting. But stirred into the discomfort is attraction, which makes it all the more an intriguing situation. There's a backstory there that he's missing, and the itch to know lingers in the back of his mind. ]

[ It can stay there for now, Kleken's hands and mind are busy with exploring Baizhu's body. With roaming over his ass and thighs in broad, projected movements while another pair take to pressing small suckers over Baizhu's nipples. He doesn't go easy, not even with the observations he's made, but he does keep repeating the same motions over and over to get the other man used to the touch. ]

Oh, I would happily take as much as you can give me.

[snakelace]

[ Listen, there’s a little bit of fear mixed into this too—

If only those repeated motions did enough to soothe… Baizhu’s trying to relax in the midst of Kleken’s gentle touches, but the tentacles creeping up to his nipples is too much, the sensations too raw and stinging and hot and—

And amazing—

But he ends up instinctively grabbing one of them anyway, squeezing it tight to make it let go. ]

Too…Too much…

[ Is Kleken giving him too much tentacle, or just plain asking for too much?

Yes. ]

[lieabilities]

[ The caught tentacle squirms in Baizhu's hand in protest, but Kleken himself simply smiles at the panicked response, pulling his head back from where he'd been starting to wear away at a mark just under Baizhu's ear. A shame, he'd been looking forward to marking the man in a spot that would be difficult to hide. ]

You'll have to let it go then.

[ The offending tentacle gives another tug to try and break loose, Kleken's hand leaving Baizhu's thighs to trace their way up, replacing the still-free tentacle on the doctor's chest with his own thumb to idly brush over the nub. In an entirely helpful and not self-serving way, of course, eyes locked on the other's face to watch his expressions again. ]

Shall I kiss it better then? I have heard that works.

[snakelace]

[ Good thing Kleken doesn’t know about his healing ability— ]

…You should have started with that first.

[ A kiss, that is, although in the grand scheme of things he doubts that would help. Kleken doesn’t strike him as the type of person to soothe, and he’s more than likely to scare him off the tentacles than to get him to come around to them.

…Then again, they do feel abnormally good. What a terrible conundrum.

But despite doubting that anything good will come of letting go of that tentacle, he does so anyway—mostly because he’s really no match for Kleken or his tentacles in terms of strength, and he knows he must brace himself for whatever comes next— ]

[lieabilities]

I see. I'll bear that in mind.

[ If Baizhu was going to insist on being treated like a delicate lover, rather than someone looking for some tentacled fun, far be it from Kleken to decline. It doesn't seem as if Baizhu were the type to mistake such affections either, given the man's standoffishness even in the middle of their activities and so. ]

[ Well he did ask for it. ]

A simpler start then.

[ Once released, the tentacle is quick to slip back and away- as are nearly all of the tentacles that had been hovering around the two and in the room. Until all that's left are Kleken and Baizhu and a singular tentacle that remains draped over the conman's shoulder, swaying lazily in its spot. And now Baizhu has to deal with a Kleken who has bowed his head to focus his attention on his nipples with soft kisses, and rolling pinches of his fingers and a dragging tongue that are all most certainly a form of apology and not him being rude and teasing and tentacle-denying. ]

[snakelace]

[ Why can’t Kleken learn to ease him into this— ]

Ah—

[ The sudden withdrawal of those tentacles does leave him feeling a little more wanting than he cares to admit, and he hopes Kleken doesn’t catch that brief flicker of disappointment in his eyes before the horrible bad no-good teasing begins, one of Baizhu’s hands clutching at Kleken’s hair as he tries to find his voice.

Sometimes he wonders just how sensitive he’s truly become after months of living in this place. ]

Tha—That’s not much better…

[ He sure is one dissatisfied customer! But it’s true though—all that kissing isn’t making him feel better. In fact, it’s making him crave more… ]

[lieabilities]

[ Because tentacles are either 0 or 100- ]

[ He chuckles under his breath though at the complaint, glancing up with eyes that are very well aware of what he's doing but feigning innocence. Baizhu is sensitive, he's gathered that much about him, and there's something about his tentacles that's both feared and desired. He just hasn't worked out which feeling is stronger yet. ]

[ Wouldn't it be so lovely if he made the man ask for it? ]

It sounds as if you'd like for me to pull away entirely.

[ The tentacle on his shoulder reaches out then, to trace over Baizhu's jawline to across his lips, a simple touch and not much more. ]

I do hope I'm not interpreting you incorrectly.

[snakelace]

[ The gentle trace to his lips almost teases a whimper out of him, his traitorous body shuddering with want that he’s sure Kleken’s noticed with how close they are. ]

Only if you want me to escape.

[ He won’t, because he’s somehow…invested? He’s definitely interested in seeing how this would all end, anyway, and it’s not as though Kleken’s doing a bad job of arousing him.

Frankly, he’s doing too good of a job at it.

…He hopes those housemates of his aren’t going to show up at this bungalow anytime soon. ]

[lieabilities]

Oh, I would never.

[ The positive response is a good one, emboldening the touch of that one tentacle. It stays on the move, trailing its way along Baizhu's jaw and down over his neck, curling for light and intimate strokes. Getting him used to another touch, while Kleken picks back up his efforts in working over Baizhu's nipples, working to slowly build up that pleasure again. ]

[ See, he and his tentacles can be trained to go slowly. ]

[ Kind of. ]

[ One mouth, one hand, and one tentacle means he still has one hand free, which is sliding back down to smooth over his inner thigh, trailing his fingers over the material keeping him out. For now. ]

I'd quite like to keep you.

[snakelace]

[ All right, even if he had given him permission, the movements of that one tentacle still set him on edge, arousing and terrifying him by turns.

But that’s all a part of this bastard’s plan, isn’t it? ]

…I warn you that I can be a handful.

[ Even if Kleken’s the one currently being naughty here. Though he does appreciate Kleken going the slower route this time. He’d thought he could handle a bit of tentacle earlier, but now that he’s trapped and at Kleken’s mercy…

He has to resist the urge to make a grab for Kleken’s wrist when his hand wanders a bit too close to that Vision, though his fingers have definitely twitched with the aborted attempt. ]

[lieabilities]

[ Surely this level of exposure therapy is fine. Baizhu hasn't flung himself out of Kleken's grasp yet. Nevermind the difficulty of doing so when Kleken has him cornered like he does, he believes in Baizhu's ability to set healthy boundaries for himself. Kleken certainly isn't going to be the one to do so for them both. ]

Oh, but you're quite the pleasant one.

[ He's noticed, just a bit, in the way the doctor seems to both want Kleken and the tentacles he has to offer and wants to deny Kleken every touch. But persistence has (almost) always paid off, and getting Baizhu distracted seemed to be one of the better ways to go about getting the man to finally relax. ]

[ The vision is brushed past quickly enough, having not been an item of interest to the conman. Not when he's much more interested in getting his fingers curled over the front of Baizhu's pants, palming slowly and firmly over the material and the sensitive member underneath. ]

[snakelace]

For now, perhaps.

[ The only reason he hasn’t flung himself away yet is because he’s tempted to do that to Kleken instead.

But with his Vision unmolested he relaxes somewhat—even though he really shouldn’t with Kleken so dangerously close to yanking his swimsuit off.

He can practically hear his heart pounding in anticipation—or it could also be that pesky tentacle that wouldn’t leave him alone—either way, he has his hands up to divest Kleken of his outerwear, hoping to peel back his weird overdressed jacket situation and see if tentacles are truly growing out of his ass— ]

[lieabilities]

Hmm... I suppose you'll only remain cooperative if you're satisfied then?

[ While it might sound like he'd consider putting in effort to make sure Baizhu's satisfied with his performance, so to speak, Kleken's desire to see the other man beg for his tentacles is by far the greater influence in his efforts. But the result was the same either way so really who could complain- ]

[ He's also quickly running out of time for Kleken's tossing, the way the conman's going about tangling himself with the doctor even without the use of his tentacles. Well, aside from the one that's stroking over the other's collarbone now in a manner that's certainly not concerning to have close to one's neck. That one remains persistent in its efforts to remind Baizhu of its presence, curling up at times to trace over the shell of his ear in an all too intimate motion to keep the doctor on edge. ]

[ To Baizhu's potential further disappointment, Kleken's skin is smooth and tentacle-free no matter where he touches, save for a spot high on his back where the current tentacle terrorizing his body is emerging from. Where the other tentacles have disappeared to, fushigi mystery. ]

[snakelace]

Please do your best.

[ As if he isn’t making his own situation worse by saying as much.

As if he isn’t currently shuddering at the way that tentacle seems intent on closing up around his neck, Baizhu swallowing involuntarily as he clings harder to Kleken, because really, he has no other anchor here but this increasingly irritating yet strangely attractive man. So what if he’s disappointingly smooth back there? Frankly, it’s almost a comfort.

He can surely handle one single tentacle on top of Kleken’s roaming hands— ]

[lieabilities]

[ Really, Baizhu, you do this to yourself. ]

[ The longer he lets them go on, the bolder both the tentacle and Kleken get. His ear and neck remain the tentacle's target, tracing lines over his jaw, dipping into the shell of his ear, nothing along the doctor's head, neck, and shoulders is left unexplored by one very invasive intruder. ]

[ Kleken meanwhile is shifting and- ]

[ Well congratulations Baizhu you have Kleken on his literal knees. The maybe bad news is that he's finally tugged down Baizhu's swimtrunks to his knees, keeping him somewhat trapped yet exposed. The mouth biting over his bared thighs and pointedly leaving marks there is also maybe bad, depending on the doctor. ]

[snakelace]

[ Irritating how wonderful that one tentacle feels, how it’s making him wonder just how many more would feel…

Really, if only he could extricate Kleken from this equation… ]

What—What are you—

[ That embarrassing gasp of pleasure could just as well be from the way the tentacle is probing at his ear as though it means to reach into his mind and tenderly caress his secrets…or it might’ve had something to do with the way Kleken’s now sunk to his knees like a ship vanishing into the horizon, stripping away his swimsuit until there’s nothing standing in the way of Kleken’s extremely rude assault—

Thankfully, he has healing magic. Not that he’s even thinking of using it right now when he’s growing ever harder and Kleken seems intent on teasing him every which way, until…what? Until he begs? His fingers card through Kleken’s hair as the latter ravages at his thighs like the sea monster he truly is, Baizhu just barely managing to hold back a whimper that might very well turn into a full-blown plea if this keeps up… ]