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

[loosestrifes]

( Ahh, so he's going to ask for help immediately like that, huh? Esikko keeps his amusement to himself, as much as he can— the twinkle in his eyes is something he can't stop, but he holds back the laugh that wants to follow, instead turning himself to face Bakugo better on the bed's edge. )

...I could suck, but only if you asked for it.

( He could use his mouth, he means, the tease slipping out as he reaches to slide a palm up and along Bakugo's thigh. After all, control is his favorite thing to have in an intimate situation like this, and Esikko can't help but feel that he's had it from the start. Waiting, patiently, watching, and now touching, palming against Bakugo's arousal before he wraps his slender fingers around the base. His hands are cold, unnaturally so, to the touch— but he can't help that, and he has a feeling that the spicy meat will do a lot of heavy lifting with the heat, here. )

I don't think you'll have too much trouble, here. ( His voice is soft, even if unasked for, as his eyes flick up to Bakugo's face to watch for his reaction to the slow start of strokes. After so long, does it feel good, or is it too much, to go so slow? He'll react accordingly. ) Despite your anger.

[blastedass]

[Bakugo doesn't like hesitating, chafes against any kind of indecision, and tries to keep as much damn regret out of his life as possible. If he wants something, he goes for it and doesn't give up until he has it. Getting over his embarrassment and uncertainty about this crap happens fast, shoving through the awkwardness with a determined fury inside. Just do it and deal with the feelings about it later.]

Don't start talking like a damn porno! [He knows what Esikko means, dammit! Thanks for putting the fucking idea in his head. That's a little too much for his mind right now. He just got his head around jerking off in front of another guy. But if Esikko thinks he's the one in control here, he's got another thing coming. Bakugo hates anyone trying to control him (as he's probably made clear already), so as long as he's the one telling Esikko he can, you know, do this, then technically he's still in control. Right? ... Shut up.

His breath catches slightly when Esikko finally slips his hand into the now-open V of his swimsuit's fly. That damn meat before's left him hard up for several minutes now, the solid rod under sensitive skin quickly reacting to the other boy's touch. Bakugo keeps his head to the side, glaring at the wall and trying to muffle any further noises that want to come from his mouth. But despite that-]

Why the fuck is your hand so damn cold? [They were just out in the blazing sun! How the hell can they be this cold already? At least it's not wet (Esikko's hand, for now) cause then it'd feel like a dead fish. Or something not sexy. The contrasting temperature to Bakugo's heated flesh adds to the strange sensation of feeling someone else's hand on his dick. It's so different from his own, not having any idea what's happening next.]

Tch! I'm gonna win. That's all. [It'll take some time to get more adjusted to this reality, but right now's taking that first huge step. There's no doing back after this. The slow strokes help, letting him get used to the weird feeling.]

[loosestrifes]

I run colder than most people.

( Simple, and not nearly the end of the true explanation, but Esikko figures it's good enough considering what they're in the middle of. And though he's not the one who had any meat, and he's not the one incredibly worked up here, it's hard for him to do this with a complete sense of detachment. He leans in as he runs his fingers along the length of Bakugo's arousal, eyes tracing the way he reacts beneath his touch. It's exciting every time, he thinks, to be able to be in so much control over someone else's pleasure. And while a handjob is probably the bottom of the ladder in terms of impact or actual control, it still has him focused, still has him remembering himself so that he doesn't get too into this himself. )

Maybe if I'd had some of that meat myself, I wouldn't be so cold. I'm warming up, aren't I? Enough. ( He always runs cold, thanks to the nature of his corrupted blood, but he does warm up, and each stroke does make the difference less stark, less distracting. By the time he palms over the tip of Bakugo's dick before dragging back down into a faster next stroke, he's not so cold that it's uncomfortable.

But he is leaning rather close. )

I'm trying to make this at least a little nice, you know. You could tell me what feels good, instead of holding back like you are.

[blastedass]

That's not natural colder.

[Growling but not doing anything to stop the touches, he doesn't want an explanation right now. It would clash against that drug-induced arousal and he just wants to get it over with. Ignoring the entire thing isn't an option, fingers curling in the sheets below him as Esikko's fingers wander up and down. Synapses and thoughts fire off in his head, crawling through his skin with all the details his brain can shove into his attention as fast as possible. The way his fingertips slide along the swollen tract of his urethra, how the soft creases beneath each digit joint contrast with the plush of his skin between them to make a textured wrap around his shaft, each slight difference in movement his hand makes as it ascends and drops.

Bakugo sets his teeth, eyes falling shut as the heat on his face begins to grow in intensity. It feels good. Simple as that. Both the coolness of his touch and the relief of getting some stimulation. With the open shirt dangling from his shoulders, a curtained view of the blonde's sculpted chest and stomach lies visible as it clenches and eases with his breaths. Esikko's talking, dragging him back into the present, making him remember someone else is doing it rather than tricking himself into thinking this is just some... fucked up out of body experience while he's jerking off.]

You're not running on machinery, dammit. [Bakugo's words hiss out between his teeth. It's not hard to work a body into shape if someone's willing to put in the time and effort! But things get a little easier as he feels Esikko's temperature increasing a bit, unknowing if it's the friction or something else. The blonde shudders when he gets to his tip, shoulders hunching a bit and breath catching in his throat. A lack of callouses on Esikko's palm is a massive contrast between his own hand, eyebrows furrowing at the shiver racing down his spine before the other boy absentmindedly chases it with his hand down his dick. Fuck...] Can't you... figure that out... haa... ha-a... on your own?

[Sorry, Esikko. Holding back is his middle name. When it comes to, uh, vulnerable stuff. Like this.]

[loosestrifes]

Oh, I don't know. Maybe I'm so cold because I don't have a heart like you humans do? ...Just kidding~.

( He's fully human, after all, though he does often feel like he wasn't made the same way so many people are. Warm, or loved, or supported. But despite the fair argument he'd have for struggling with cues like this, that's not an issue here. It's evidenced in the way he moves his hand, responds to gasps and shivers with more of the same, with a lean forward and a firmer touch— evidenced too in the way that he seems to purposefully hold back now, strokes just shy of the steady pace he'd settled them into.

He's teasing. )

Or maybe... I just want to hear you say it?

( There's a trust in letting him do this, and therefore a power in him doing it, and he can't help the rush that brings. Watching him hunch into himself like that, lose his breath, shudder over his own words— ah, it's a shame this is just a handjob. Sure, he can have fun, but thinking of all the ways he could drive Bakugo crazy as an introduction to this place has him terribly hooked on the idea of it. But then again, being someone who was patient, someone who eased him into accepting help— it means he could ask for it again, right?

He's careful not to lose the momentum in his teasing, anyway. The walk and wait before this place must have been torturous enough. So, his hand quickens again, his teasing stays light and barely there, just enough to be a flirtatious sort of annoyance. )

I'll give you a break, this time, though.

[blastedass]

Don't fuck with me! You're supposed to be jerking me off!

[Roaring right at him despite the red painted all over his damn face. If Esikko says he's completely human, Bakugo has to believe him, but the cold of his hand doesn't feel human at all. Not corpse-like (how the hell would he know) but it's more akin to putting his hand on a refrigerated drink for a bit, then touching someone. Regardless, the clash in temperature of Esikko's hand and the heat of his own cock is adding to the sensations, deliberate or not. Bakugo's shoulders roll forward a bit, both hands now firming pressed against the bed on either side of his hips as the firmer touch works up and down his shaft. This bastard's teasing him, isn't he?]

I didn't... say anything!

[Bakugo's voice tapers at the end, catching when Esikko's hand nears his head. That's the major difference between someone else doing it and himself. He can't predict what's going to happen. Is Esikko going to squeeze him right now? Is he going all the way up to his glans or will he stop short? His skin squishes up against the back of his head before dragging down to rest taut over his shaft when the other boy's fist reaches the base of his dick. Bakugo drops his head towards his chest, choppy bangs hiding his eyes in shadow as his breathing struggles more under the slew of attention. Esikko's not slowing down or breaking momentum, finally leveling off into something the blonde's brain tries to predict. Soft wet noises start to rise from his hips, precum dribbling out of his member and making a mess of Esikko's hand and Bakugo's cock.]

F- ah... fuck- [Something cracks inside when his partner picks up the pace, but it's not enough to push him further than he is now. Shit, he's really going to force him? A break? Bakugo grits his teeth, a hissing breath escaping between them.] Ha... Harder. I'm... not getting anywhere... like this-

[loosestrifes]

Am I not?

( The corners of his mouth twitch up further at the clear reaction he's getting, but the results are immediate; as soon as Bakugo asks for something specific, asks for it harder, Esikko complies, his hand working faster, pressure building to bring him closer still. The slick of precum only makes it easier, and he makes sure to palm over it, to smear it down the length of his arousal. )

Like this, then?

( His eyes trace up and down Bakugo, from the twitch of his cock to the hunch of his shoulders, the gasping shape of his mouth. It's a nice look. )

[blastedass]

N- Not enough! [Bakugo snarls over his shoulder, bared teeth and fierce expression crumbling soon after as Esikko picks up the pace. He grinds his fingers into the mattress, braces the balls of his feet against the floor as his cock jerks and throbs in the other guy's hand.

It feels good, alternating between predictable and not. Bakugo presses his eyes shut, tries to stifle the heavier breathing panting between his grit jaws. Fuck, if he keeps going like this, he really is going to cum! From another guy jerking him off! His calves harden and thighs cable when Esikko palms the head of his dick, precum spurting against the creases of his hand and making a mess when he grips his shaft again.]

St... stop.. fuck, haa- haa... fucking... staring at me.

[His face darkens in embarrassment and sexual flush, hips finally starting to lift and push into Esikko's grip.]

[loosestrifes]

I'm not going to stare at the wall. Don't be so shy.

( Esikko speaks that low, the start of it bubbling out from a pleased little chuckle he can't quite hold back. If anything, it seems like the embarrassment might be doing him some favors, and so he leans in a hair closer, working his hand more with each movement. Quick and dirty strokes mix with the careful press of his slender fingers along the underside of Bakugo's dick, pressing and sliding up before gripping at him again. )

I'm helping. Right?

( That's what he says, barely above a whisper, as he times his next hurried strokes with a careful light blow of air into Bakugo's ear, aiming to give him a full body shiver. Helping! )

[blastedass]

I'm not- ah-! guh-h... [He's not fucking shy, dammit! Bakugo shudders from his nape to his tailbone, feeling Esikko's soft laugh rippling down his spine. Fabric strains in his fists as he kneads the sheet until his knuckles start turning white. One foot slips back from the pressure and clunks his heel against the bottom of the bed. His hips stutter on the mattress, unable to stop the urge to buck into Esikko's hand as he works up up and down his cock. A low groan bleeds from his throat each time those damn fingertips work along the underside of his shaft, teeth seizing his lower lip when one brushes just under his head.]

Sh... shuddup- [A lot of that snarling violence from before is shredded into a husky mess, trying to summon it back and failing.] Hey! [What the fuck was that?! Don't blow into his damn ear!! (It works better when it's wet.) Now it just feels weird, only to get swallowed by Esikko's hand in his lap. Precum wells on the tip of his member again, throbbing shaft timed with his heartbeats. He feels himself getting close to the edge.] Fuck... Let go... unless you- want-

[loosestrifes]

Hmm. Unless I want...?

( Esikko repeats the words, putting more into the quick strokes. Honestly, the idea of a mess doesn't bother him, when it's one like this. If anything, there's something exciting about the idea of bringing him to a finish himself, of being able to feel the way he trembles and twitches and jerks underneath his hand, in response to his strokes. And so he doesn't let go, doesn't stop unless Bakugo is extra insistent about it.

Instead, he squeezes and gropes into his quicker strokes, no delays in the steady rhythm he presses to increase. At the very least, he holds himself back from speaking any more in this moment. They're still strangers— or would it be acquaintances, by now, thanks to this? Either way, who's to say his own words wouldn't draw him right out of this, make this go on for longer than it should. )

[blastedass]

[Bakugo isn't going to try and recover that statement. His breathing is already catching in his throat and breaking into harder noises he can't quite hold in now. It's so strange, the pleasure that comes from not knowing even as Esikko's pace falls into a steady motion. It's not his hand, it's not his actions, it's not his effort. Somewhere in his mind, he's appalled that he's letting some stranger get him off. The rest of his mind is quickly overshadowing logic with the rush of building arousal.

Another squeeze, another grope, strokes picking up speed as the fluid leaking from his tip smears all over the other boy's hand and Bakugo's dick. Everything starts to tense up, a rush flooding down from his head to his chest to his stomach to ball into his hips, coiling up from every area as he clenches his eyes shut.

In one snap, Bakugo jerks backwards, hand slamming into the bed as he braces himself against the sudden burst within Esikko's grip. Head dropping back, teeth grit against a thick grunt of pleasure as he comes hard. White lances from his tip, lacing his chest and stomach with glistening lines, more falling around his groin and Esikk's hand as he pulses out his orgasm in several hard constrictions.]

[loosestrifes]

( It's a little cute, watching someone who usually runs his mouth fall into utter silence. Just a mess of desperate noises, of shifting fabric and the gentle creak of the bed under his weight as Esikko gropes and grips and gazes. He continues through the waves of Bakugo's completion, coating his hand in the mess as he allows him to fully ride the feeling out, his slowing touch only stopping when he can tell he's too sensitive, too out of breath.

From there, there's the small murmur of a hum from Esikko, barely there, like he's satisfied. Pulling his hand back, he wipes it gracefully front, and then back, over the top of the comforter before standing up and taking a few steps away. )

Not so bad, right?

( Spoken low, not wanting to completely draw him out of the glow of feelings just after a simple handjob, Esikko turns back to give a small little smile. He got his way, in the end, so why not be pleased?

But he's cute, he's decided. Funny, so angry, so loud, and just cute enough to bother with again, some time. Tease further, maybe. When he's more used to things, less stubborn. When he can do far more. )

I'll give you your time now, unless there's anything else you need from me?

[blastedass]

[Does Esikko really think Bakugo's going to talk all through his damn orgasm?! This guy shut the loudmouth up. As the rush of his orgasm courses through him, everything else is gone, shame and embarrassment, anger and determination. Nothing's there but pleasure and that flood of relief. Seconds of pure ecstasy. That eventually has to come crashing down as reality starts to return to his head. Sagging backwards on his hand, elbow threatening to buckle despite his pride, Bakugo eases off the orgasm.

Thought begins to creep back into his head, remembering what he's done, where he is, and who he's with. Thankfully Esikko doesn't try to jerk him off while his dick's still oversensitive as fuck. But he still feels it when the guy pulls his hand away, the nerves in his chest and stomach picking up on the sticky laces of cum slowly drooling tacky down his torso. Ugh... gross.]

You just wiped it on the bed! [Because that's the most important thing right now. Bakugo quickly recovers and stuffs himself back into his bathing suit, face darkening to a plum shade of humiliation, residual pleasure, and anger. Not technically at Esikko. He growls at no one and yanks the drawstrings harder than necessary.] I'm fine. This... checks off a point or something?

[And glances down at the Watch, like it's supposed to show progress.]

[loosestrifes]

Should I have wiped it on you instead?

( There's an amused little smile as he pauses there, waving his other hand in the air like it doesn't matter. It's fine, the laundry gets done when you're in the higher suites or guest ones like this. )

In any case, yes. You'll get my card once they get through this introductory period and check you in properly. So, once you have a mark of your own. Normally, the cards appear right after, but... I haven't gotten one from you yet, either, since you're still a wildcard.

I believe it usually takes a couple of weeks for them to clear the rooms, or whatever it is the House does for new arrivals. ( Idly, he glances down at his Watch. )

But, it will still count just fine.

[blastedass]

Use a towel or something! Isn't there a bathroom around here?

[Because he's going to be using it shortly. Hopefully with a damn shower or something as well so he can clean off and try to process what just happened. Besides, as far as Bakugo knows, he's going to have to sleep in this damn bed too.

You'll get my card. That sounds like a damn business proposal, but he quickly puts two and two together, figuring Esikko means his rank. So that's the kind of "check off" they mean. Collecting the cards for the resort's shitty game.]

Tch. So it's retroactive for wildcards. [The "trial period" groups. Great. What a nice title.] Whatever. One down, fifty-one to go.

[Since whatever rank he may end up with won't count for himself.]

[loosestrifes]

( Esikko waves off his worries. Sure, there's probably a bathroom— but he's not waiting for that. He's going to wipe what he can now, clean thoroughly once he has his own space. Besides that, there aren't bathrooms everywhere. Not in his own shitty lower levels suite, for example. )

That's the spirit.

( Instead, he focuses on that last part, the determination to win the game. With one last little wave, he turns on his heel again to leave. )

I'll see myself out, so remember to stay in touch. My username is wildflower, should you ever need anything.

[blastedass]

[Great. Public restrooms in a gilded resort. That separates the gold from the dirt. Bakugo will find that out eventually and get pissed about it. Driven more to rank up. Right now, he's dealing with what just happened. Getting some stranger to jerk him off right here in the damn room. A dirty feeling crawls around his skin, guilt and anger playing with his insecurity and humiliation. It's not Esikko's fault, he was doing it to help, but the reality this was forced on them pisses Bakugo off a lot!]

Get lost. [Rude. Sorry, he's angry. Bakugo's not going to say "thanks" for everything right now. That'll come later, probably in the form of an action to repay the debt. The hero pushes himself to his feet, refusing to have Esikko see him sitting like a defeated captive on his way out.] I'll call you if I have questions.