TDM 06

[goldmods]

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

On behalf of the house and resort, we would like to advise all Game 52 players to exercise caution around the Golden Peacock for the next few weeks. The veil between 'what is' and 'what has been' grows thin and the threads of fate have tangled in unexpected ways. We are currently observing how these two phenomena behave when they occur simultaneously and act in concert.

We advise that all guests monitor their physical states until the veil thickens once again and the threads of fate return to running parallel. If you find yourself undergoing any strange transformations, please report to the Broken Wing clinic for observation. We will do our utmost to make sure you are comfortable during this time.

You may also notice other strange phenomena around the Golden Peacock while the veil is thin. Please continue to exercise caution. New wayward spirits have joined us during this time. While spirits are crossing, it is possible for guests to get swept along into the ghostly realm.

As always, please let us know if there is anything we can do to improve your stay. 】

HEADS

BASEMENT SUITES

SQUEEZING IN

► Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to the rooms that have the most overall vacancies — the basement suites. Despite their small size and narrow twin beds, characters are stuffed up to three in a room. Don’t worry, that’s why the staff have thoughtfully removed the doors of every new arrival's room. It's easier to stuff inside that way, isn't it? More space for everyone!

► Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are warm autumnal plaids made of thick flannel to help keep warm through the supernatural chill. Some of these robes are more elaborate than others, with seasonal patterns like apples or pumpkins.

► Existing characters currently living in a basement suite may find one or two new arrivals taking up residence in their room. The staff appreciate your understanding and willingness to share during this influx of new guests and spike of supernatural activity! There's safety in numbers. It's to everyone's benefit, really.

ICY HALLWAYS

► The normally dirty and forgotten hallways of the basement suites are in even worse shape than usual. Yellow stains ripple down the walls, the floor is coated in dust, and there are suspicious globs of something in the corners. Their standard chilly temperature has taken a sharp plunge to freezing. Guests without any resistance to cold will find it challenging to walk around the hallways without bundling up. For those that don't have the proper clothing, the staff suggest sharing some body heat and fucking to make do. They probably shouldn't have removed all those room doors, huh...

► Don't even talk about going out and about without shoes! Stepping in one of those gloopy puddles may unexpectedly trigger a fever or other similar illness. As time passes and the supernatural grows stronger, these goopy masses will crawl the walls and drip from the ceiling. As they grow stronger, so will the physical reaction to touching them. Guests may experience any of the CLUBS effects when the sludge is especially potent.

► When walking in any of the basement suite hallways, characters may hear the ghostly whispers from the maintenance levels. They are stronger than usual and can be heard on even the rank 3 and rank 4 floors. What's more, these whispers, if directed at a particular guest, can be heard by everyone in the vicinity. Whispers may provoke, accuse, and guilt characters by targeting their insecurities or regrets. These whispers will slowly turn to screams the closer the date creeps toward October 31st.

COMMUNAL BATHROOM GHOULS

► The ghouls in particular start becoming audacious as supernatural influence strengthens. A pesky group of water ghouls have marked the basement communal bathroom as their territory. Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or aren't paying attention to their surroundings may find themselves cornered by water ghouls in the showers. The ghouls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair for shits and giggles. 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 and 2s.

► Some especially raunchy water ghouls have taken to haunting the toilets, showers, and baths. The toilet ghouls have especially long tongues, which they stick out to get a lick of some unsuspecting ass. The bath ghouls, the most attractive of the lot, pretend to be guests and try to lure new arrivals and low ranks into a clandestine affair. The shower ghouls hide and outstretch their arms to shamelessly grab and squeeze whatever their grubby claws can touch.

► Despite the bravado, these water ghouls are not very strong and can be easily dealt with. They will run if someone overpowers them. They will flinch and hide if someone screams too loudly. And, most importantly, they're absolutely terrified of dry towels. They're supposed to be wet, damn it! Don't threaten them with being dry. Aiming a hair dryer at them is enough to get them curled on the ground in agony.

TAILS

BROKEN WING CLINIC

THE MORGUE

► Did we mention that we had some overbooking? Some unfortunate new arrivals won't be waking up in the basement suites with their peers. These guests, with a stroke of bad luck, will find themselves waking up in the morgue of the Broken Wing clinic. The morgue has never seen a real dead body before — so when waking up on morgue tray sliders, they thankfully won't be assaulted by any rancid smells.

► New arrivals waking up in the morgue will be covered with a white sheet. They will also be dressed in a standard white hospital gown, each of their big toes tagged with a cause of death. These causes of death, however, all seem to be a bit unusual. They range from 【 DIED AFTER SIX CONSECUTIVE ORGASMS, ABSOLUTE KING 】 to 【 DIED OF LITERAL EMBARRASSMENT, WHAT A DORK 】... it's not like the doctor expected you to see them!

► Some especially unlucky guests will find that the door to their tray slider is locked. The keys to all of the tray sliders, as well as several mortuary tools, are available around the room for those that are kind enough to lend these poor souls a helping hand! It's just a matter of finding them. The desk and tool areas of the morgue are shockingly messy, as if the doctors and nurses left in a rush. Wonder why that is?

ABANDONED CLINIC

► Exploration of the clinic will yield some interesting results. Despite reception advising that those affected by the veil thinning should report to the clinic for observation, Broken Wing is completely void of any medical staff. The hallways are in ruin. Cabinets with medical files are empty. The beds have no patients. Even the air is musty. Broken Wing appears to have been abandoned for a long time.

► A small stroke of good luck — even if the doctors are gone, medical and general supplies can still be found scattered throughout the clinic. Guests can utilize staff clothing if they don't want to run around in those open-back hospital gowns. Over the counter medicines and bandages are available. Guests that may have had their eye on the harder prescription stuff can take this opportunity to scrounge through the clinic's pharmacy, now that there is no pharmacist to guard the goods.

► As exciting as a clinic free for all is, guests should be careful...

WALKING UNDEAD

Loud noises echo from the clinic's basement. Thud, thud, thud — heavy footsteps resound through the otherwise eerie silence. Muffled voices come in strange breaks, as if the speakers are having difficulty moving their mouths. Slowly, from around the corners and up the stairs, a group of long-standing guests drag their bodies awkwardly toward the sounds and warmth of any "living" guests in the clinic. Blue lips gape. Their skin is waxy and strange. They stare with red and yellow eyes. Then, slowly, they begin to drag their bodies forward...

► Zombified long-standing guests have been lurking in the clinic. These zombies are hungry for flesh in all meanings of the word. Some want one, some want the other, and some want both. Though they move slowly and have little control over their dead appendages, they are relentless, and will chase any non-zombie guests through the clinic.

► However, these zombies will not leave Broken Wing. Leaving the clinic is akin to a safe getaway. Those that want to fight will find that these zombies are fairly traditional: destroying their heads will kill them.

► A bite or scratch from a zombie is a potent aphrodisiac. The guest that is bitten or scratched will similarly begin to hunger for flesh... mostly in the horny way, but if you want to play it in the hungry way, we support you. Guests will not transform into zombies from a bite or scratch. The aphrodisiac will continue to burn through their system until sexual satisfaction is achieved. Going without "the cure" with result in fever, hallucinations, chills, muscle pain, and other extremely uncomfortable symptoms.

MAIN LOBBY

THE VEIL THINS

A STRANGE MOON & ENDLESS NIGHT

► Darkness pervades the main lobby despite clocks claiming that morning hours have come. The grand chandeliers and fixtures are not working, so staff hurry to light lanterns around the central hub and connecting hallways. A strange full moon floats in the center of the lobby. This moon hovers silently, always staying close to the high ceiling, and never changes its phase even when passing days begin accumulating.

► Those that bask in the pale light of the moon for too long may begin to feel an itch of strangeness... this itch will go away once farther from the moon. Once a guest basks in the moonlight, they might feel the overwhelming urge to continue doing so. It's inexplicable how this gentle moonlight feels like it can help them become their true self.

► An endless night will continue to accompany the moon. This night covers the entire main lobby, front reception, the elevator bank, and several hallways that deposit into the lobby. While the endless night is in play, all affected areas will feel the cool breeze and unique weight of a genuine deep night. Unlike the weather and time simulations offered in the garden and vale, this night is poignantly real despite happening indoors.

THE ROOKERY SETTLES DOWN

The Rookery, the elusive wandering night market, settles down beneath the moon in the main lobby. Construction of wooden stalls takes no time at all, offering a proper shopping experience compared to their usual tents and makeshift sheets. The sellers of the Rookery are more lively than usual, their ghostly faces illuminated by the light of the moon. They aggressively boast about their wares and try to hook customers over to their booths.

► Worthwhile treasures to be found in the Rookery. Truly useful items worth haggling for.

WOODEN MASKS: Charmed wooden masks that allow the wearer to blend in seamlessly with the supernatural. Come in fox, wolf, and tanuki styles.

MAGIC TALISMANS: An assortment of talismans with elemental capabilities. A snap of fire, a dash of light, a flash of ice, and so on. Useful in a pinch.

WARDING INCENSE: A lovely scent of Jasmine that keeps the ghosts and annoying exes away. Calms even the ghosts in the basement and maintenance levels.

ZOMBIE PILLS: Another cure for the symptoms to the above Zombie bite, found under our TAILS prompt above. Will completely cure the bitten party. Unfortunately, these pills must be administered rectally.

GHOST BELL: Helps the living find a wayward ghost. Particularly useful for finding those that have been separated from their bodies when getting mixed in to the ghosts crossing.

HOLY WATER: Burns the flesh of demonic and monstrous entities. Also clears the skin of any blemishes.

► Cursed treasures to be found in the Rookery. Scam artists boldly lie about how these items are blessed despite knowing full well that they're not.

BLACK CANDLE: Burn this candle and make a wish, it will come true. In actuality, the wish will be fulfilled but in the worst way possible, a la the classic monkey's paw. It also smells bad, like cheeto feet.

BLESSED TUNIC: A tunic that will ward off any attacks from the living or the dead. In actuality, this tunic does keep people away ... but only because it makes the wearer smell pungently of body odor.

VIAL OF POWER: A draught guaranteed to improve your strength and make you more appealing, sexually. In actuality, all this liquid does is make the drinker gassy. Best guarantee is that you'll fart every three steps.

LUCKY PENNY: A significant increase in luck! Technically true... but in actuality, the luck is bad luck. Small things, like stubbing your toe or saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.

A REAL SOLID GOLD RING: An exquisite piece from the ancient ages, made of pure gold that holy virgin priestesses wore when bathing in celestial light. Fake ass ring made of tinfoil. Makes your finger green.

1000 YEAR OLD WINE: The most delicious wine to ever exist! Coveted by emperors and gods alike! Tastes okay, and the alcohol content is high, but changes the drinker's voice into an embarrassing high pitch that cracks often. Also, can potentially make your ass hair grow long. Like, really long.

► Plenty of junk, knickknacks, and used clothing can also be found for reasonable prices. The sellers in the Rookery prefer to trade but will take chips since they're in such a good mood thanks to the influx of yin energy.

BACK HALLWAYS & STAIRS

OUT OF SERVICE

A LONELY GHOST (EASY MODE)

► While the moon is full in the main lobby, the elevators are out of order. Staff will ask guests to kindly use the stairs and, due to the urgency of the situation, allow them to use the special back hallways usually exclusive to staff. Back hallways have the ability to traverse great distances in the stretch of an average hallway. The downside is that these back hallways and all the stairs around the main lobby are plunged into the darkness of the moon's endless night. While there are candles, their light doesn't travel very far.

Well. That isn't the only downside.

► Though there are numerous wayward spirits passing through, one stubborn ghost sticks around to haunt the hallways and stairs. The lonely ghost takes on the appearance of a charming young man or woman before approaching guests to ask, "Am I pretty? Will you kiss me?" A negative response will result in continued persistence and sobbing while a positive result will result in frenzied joy.

► No matter the form the lonely ghost is taking, when it steps forward to try and initiate a kiss, its mouth will trisect open and unfurl several slimy tubes. Even with this hideous transformation its eyes will glitter with adoration and hope as it leans in for a passionate smooch... it can't help that it was born this way! It just wants love too!

► The ghost will chase would-be lovers through the hallways, a la Scooby Doo. However, escaping the lonely ghost isn't difficult, and it will change targets when it spots someone else to pursue.

A LONELY MONSTER (INTENSE MODE)

...drip... drip... drip...
► In the deepest corridors and the darkest corners lurks another creature. It scuttles across the ceiling, dripping slime from its maw and curled tentacles, waiting for unsuspecting guests to pass by with delightful anticipation. This tentacled monster is more aggressive than the lonely ghost, looking to snatch up anyone it can find and steal them away to its sticky nest. This monster is greedy and willing to snatch up as many guests as it possibly can.

► This tentacle creature is extremely fast and aggressive. It will chase its prey through the hallways with incredible speed. Its flesh is difficult to pierce, though not impossible. Bloody it up enough and it'll scuttle away to tend to its wounds before heading back out again looking for prey.

► However, this monster isn't looking to eat its captured victims. No, no, no. Stop crying, beloved captured prey. It just so happens to be this monster's breeding season. The lonely monster will use its tentacles to pleasure its captured prey and, potentially, lay its eggs inside particularly suitable guests. Don't worry — if you like tentacles but not so much the eggs, this monster is particular about the mother(s) of its monster cubs. It won't take anyone. Only those that especially catch its eye.

► Not that there will be any monster cubs. Unfortunately, this tentacle monster really needs another tentacle monster to properly raise a family. Any guests imbued with eggs will be left to shit them out. Thankfully, they're on the small side.

THE ELEVATORS

Wait... weren't the elevators out of order?

► Throughout the next few weeks there will be clear signs and posts around the elevator bank that the elevators are not currently in service and that guests should use the back hallways and stairs. However, at random times, the elevators will appear to be fully functional. Their doors will slide open in front of guests, emitting an inviting glow out into the darkness. The door will remain open until someone steps inside.

► Any guests brave enough to ignore all of the classic horror movie signs that these elevators are possessed as hell will be locked inside once the door closes. A childish giggle rings inside before the elevator plunges into darkness and everything jerks wildly. Elevators will play the classic tower of terror prank of plunging for several floors before spitting guests out in a random location. If the ghost is feeling particularly cheeky, it may spit its prisoners out somewhere they would really hate to be.

MONSTER MASH

ITCH BENEATH THE SKIN

OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE

► Guests that spend too much time amongst the wandering spirits or who end up swept along with a group of them hurrying into a wall may find themselves knocked out of their bodies and forced into ghost form. Their bodies will collapse while their spirit is swept away into the resort.

► While in spirit form, guests can do everything a ghost can! They can walk through walls, possess or haunt their friends, and even infiltrate the dreams of other guests. Whatever ghostly tropes you would like to lean into, including the Patrick Swayze love experience, are at your disposal.

► The longer they're away from their body, however, the harder it will be to readjust to the flesh. There's also the small issue of staff picking up any "dead" bodies and shipping them over to the morgue. If they spend too long playing outside, wayward spirit guests may have to head over to the morgue to find their body (please see TDM prompt Arrival, Tails for details on why this sucks for them).

MOONFLUENCE

► The moon grows stronger after several days of gathering strength in the main lobby. Those that have basked in its light, even if it was only for a short while, may begin to feel that itch again... only this time it does not abate. The sensation becomes maddening, rippling beneath the flesh without restraint. Then — suddenly — it breaks free.

► Guests are transforming into monsters of all kinds under the influence of the moon. There is no limit on the type of monster that guests can transform into. Some guests may transform into vampires and weres while others may turn into dragonkin and tentacle monsters. The moon does not discriminate. Players are welcome to turn their characters into any kind of creature or monster they would like.

► Transformations do not need to be complete. Guests may have half or partial transformations. Transformations also vary in duration; a guest could potentially turn into several monsters over the course of the moon's rise in the main lobby. A guest could be a werewolf for an hour and shift into a vampire the next. Of course, a guest could also remain a werewolf for the entire duration of the moon's influence. This moon really loves some chaos.

► Any guests undergoing monster transformation may also utilize any of the DIAMONDS effects. In typical Golden Peacock fashion, transformations can also automatically come with intense arousal to get these guests into the freaky monster fuckin' spirit.

THE VALE

OVERGROWN WILDS

INFLUX

► In an effort to keep the monster situation under control, and to avoid mass destruction of the Golden Peacock, staff are attempting to corral any transformed guests into the vale. Of course, there's no way for them to get nearly half of the transformed guests in there, but some of the monsters seem to enjoy the more natural ambiance the vale provides.

► As more and more guests transform into monsters, the staff have little choice but to place advertisements for monster hunters. The job is easy enough: anyone who has not been transformed qualifies and the job description is to drag monsters into the vale for containment. Monster hunters will earn a medium payout for every transformed guest they toss into the vale. Monster hunters that fuck the monster before tossing them into the vale will receive an additional large payment.

► Transformed guests that turn back to their normal form will be allowed to leave the vale. Not that the staff can actually do much to stop them from leaving when they're monsterized, to begin with...

TERRAIN

► The vale has been shifted into night mode for the next few weeks to accommodate the newly turned monster guests. A full moon hangs overhead, though unlike the monster moon in the main lobby, this moon is digitized on the overhead panels for the sake of ambiance.

► A thick fog perpetually runs through the forest and weather simulations such as rain and snow rotate on a timer to provide a realistic experience. Every type of weather common during autumn/winter rotates through the vale.

► Caverns, caves, alcoves, and other earthy terrain stretches across the base of the vale. Tall trees with giant gnarled roots provide shelter. Bioluminescent mushrooms light the way in the darkness of simulated night. A long river runs through the vale. There are also several small ponds where these rivers lead to, as well as a couple of small waterfalls.

PACK MENTALITY

► Monsters of the same type may experience a resonance, or pack mentality, triggering any of the HEARTS effects between them. For example, canine-based monsters may feel unexpected fondness toward each other and be inclined to create a pack or share a den. Feline-based monsters may feel affectionate and groom one another. Aquatic-based creatures may feel that lightning shock of love at first sight. You get the idea!

► Resonance that triggers a Hearts effect can occur between monsters of different types but it's less common. Like calls to like, and monsters of the same or similar types will be naturally drawn toward one another.

SMOKED EGG

DEN OF THE BLOODTHIRSTY

THE COVEN

► Some of the civilized monsters refuse to be caught in the vale. Particularly, a coven a vampires has flooded into the Smoked Egg and transformed it into a den of debauchery. Gone are the gauzy curtains and pillows, replaced with stark red and black upholstery that lends itself to the vampiric aesthetic. The smoke, however, remains a haze over the lounge. This smoke is imbued with a relaxant to help loosen up any "prey" that wanders into their den.

► As far as prey goes — any creature that isn't a vampire applies. Prey will be doted upon and coaxed with the hopes of being fed upon. All those who come to the Smoked Egg will be encouraged to dip into hedonism with the coven and join in the sensual vampire orgy. Clothing in the lounge is optional, with many couples making love right in the open where other guests can watch.

► Guests that have turned into vampires, or were vampires to begin with, will be warmly welcomed by the coven. All vampires are capable of turning other guests into vampires through siring — this ritual involves exchanging blood between the master and sire, and will create an empathic bond between them. Vampires of the coven are happy to teach newly turned vampires how to do this trick if they don't already know. While guests can still shift from a vampire into another monster under the moon's influence, or return to a normal human, this empathic bond with their "creator" could potentially remain indefinitely.

VAMPIRIC LUXURIES

► The bar is stocked with numerous blood-based cocktails. Some blood has been collected in bottles, while other drinks are made from the blood of live and willing donors. The cocktails run the gambit of accompanying effects — players may select any SPADES effects for drinks at the vampiric bar.

► Though the core coven that have taken up residence in the Smoked Egg seem to be exhibitionists, there are numerous back rooms for those that prefer some privacy. Rather than traditional beds, however, guests will find luxurious coffins. There's nothing quite like fucking in a coffin, is there? Especially an upright one!

► We can't forget the vampire's pride and joy: the blood pool. This pool is filled with 100% bona fide blood, perfect for a round of fucking or just some relaxation. This pool is kept at a warm temperature because cold blood just isn't as good. Non-vampire guests will be encouraged to add some blood to the pool. It's the least you can do after being waited on hand and foot, after all.

BALANCE RETURNS

TIME TO TAKE THAT PTO

THE HOUSE TAKES A VACATION

► Between getting pummeled by guest shenanigans earlier in the month and then managing an invasive monster moon, the house is exhausted. Even near-omnipotent manifestations have a bottom line. Since the house isn't really going anywhere it's more accurate to call this a staycation, but either way, it's not taking any calls for a while.

► A general notice will flash on the electronic bulletin boards that due to overwork, the usual staff have also been granted paid time off by the house. Given how haggard the receptionists, bellhops, and cleaners all look after cleaning the Peacock from head to toe after overwhelming monster mischief, it's a much needed break. The Golden Peacock, after great efforts, is restored to semi-normal from most monster-caused damage. Some reminders remain, like those scuff marks that won't come out no matter how hard the cleaners scrub.

► During this time, the house will not be causing any mischief and harassing guests. It's a time of decompression for everyone. Right about now it's sitting back with a glass of whiskey and wondering why these recent guests have been such a handful compared to years past. It's almost like they don't want to lose themselves in hedonism and debauchery!

THE B-TEAM

► Of course, the house won't leave the Golden Peacock totally unmanned. The guests still need tending to! During this rest period, temps and back of house staff that don't typically work front of house are filling customer service roles. You know what that means: minor inconveniences abound.

► The B-team is nowhere near as good as the usual staff. Simple mistakes are more common during this time. Deliveries are sent to the wrong suites, the wrong dining service arrives, the towels aren't washed, and the front desk knows literally nothing outside of the basic function of checking guests in. It's not even worth asking when the house will be back, let alone asking for some other manager. But after the chaos of the past month, maybe these small annoyances aren't all that bad?

► The house will be back! ... Later. For now, the Golden Peacock is quiet, even the most party-hard guests fatigued from the past year of fun. What's to come? You'll just have to wait and see.

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: aphrodisiac; biting; blood; body horror; coercion; death (referenced); dubcon; fear; furries; ghosts; horror themes; monsters; noncon; orgy; oviposition; scratching; tentacles; transformation; vampires; wounds; undead; xeno; zombies

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's October event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from October 15th - November 3rd. All supernatural phenomenon will increase in strength over time, culminating in peak activity on All Hallows' Eve. The days following Halloween will relax, leading into eventual normalcy. Some locations are spared the supernatural frenzy, so players can play as normal if they wish to avoid these tropes/prompts. Players may assume that the supernatural come and go in the above specifically incorporated locations.

▶ 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 would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!

▶ 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. This TDM in particular has the potential to get real wild, so we want to emphasize this request!

▶ 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.

▶ Go forth and let your freak flag fly!

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

wildcarding that halloween party!!!

[snakelace]

[ It’s quieter here in the back of the ballroom, now that the novelty of the haunted house has worn off for the other guests. Even so, Baizhu can’t help but try to keep his voice down, his moans feeble, every part of him struggling not to make noise even with the way they’re smothering each other in kisses, lips and tongues chasing after the elusive taste of the other amid the candy-coated sweetness of tonight’s Halloween feast.

Baizhu has heard of unusual customs in other parts of Teyvat before, but to honor the dead in this way feels a little…

His hands clench around Hua Cheng’s back as a particularly loud gasp slips out between their kisses, and he feels hot, so hot, and not a little mortified that they’re doing this in the dark, amid all these silly prop torture devices (at least he thinks they’re props), with hanging ghouls and skeletons bearing silent witness to their foul deeds.

He doesn’t even remember how they’d gotten here. He doubts the cocktails had even been involved. It wasn’t the right time to bring up Xie Lian, but somehow…somehow they’re here anyway, groping and humping at each other in the dark. ]

[juhua]

[ if it helps, baizhu can think of it this way: hua cheng is dead, and what better way to honor him than to let him have his way? maybe that's how baizhu ended up here, his tongue sliding wet against hua cheng's, his body tight and fluttering around hua cheng's cock. with the assistance of his spiritual pressure, hua cheng has baizhu pressed up against the wall and supported there, and he's drawn just enough of a curtain of shadow around them that someone would have to walk right into them to discover what they're doing—although the shadows do nothing to muffle sound, only to obscure the objectively filthy sight of hua cheng fucking baizhu in steady, deep thrusts.

really, can he be blamed? baizhu makes such pretty faces when he's pleasured and overwhelmed, all flushed pink and panting, his eyes occasionally rolling back in his head when hua cheng's cock rubs unrelentingly over a particularly sensitive place inside him. those pretty pale thighs are spread lewdly to make room for hua cheng, and despite baizhu's protests to the contrary, hua cheng thinks that he must actually enjoy some of being put in this position—otherwise, why would he keep letting hua cheng do it?

but as if to soothe some of the indignation, hua cheng kisses baizhu and feeds him a warm, pulsing tendril of qi, one that slips down baizhu's throat to settle hot in his belly, where hua cheng can sense it throbbing in time with hua cheng's thrusts. ]

Shh, now, [ he murmurs, his voice infuriatingly steady despite how vigorously his hips move. ] You wouldn't want anyone to stumble this way and find you in such a... compromising position, would you, laoshi?

[snakelace]

[ One of these days Baizhu needs to put his foot down regarding Hua Cheng and his distressing tendency to sexually torture him like this. But honestly, Baizhu can’t refuse this man if he tried, because he’s still in the presence of someone nigh unto an Adeptus—and also because Hua Cheng’s personal magnetism is just a little too strong for him to resist.

So maybe this is worth not being able to walk straight for a week— ]

I—I can’t—

[ Help it, he wants to say, but that all peters off into an embarrassingly loud groan. The noise aside, he has no idea what Hua Cheng’s done with the shadows, and can only presume that this terrible, horrible, no-good husband of perhaps the most eminent personage he’s met in this Archons-forsaken hellhole is trying to get them caught on purpose—

And somehow, deep within the back of his lust-addled mind, he doesn’t really mind it.

It’s only a shame that there aren’t any plants for him to manipulate in revenge, as if he could ever stand a chance against someone of Hua Cheng’s abilities. He only has that tattered lab coat hanging off his shoulders—his sole concession to this whole Halloween costume business even as the rest of his clothing has been hiked up, tossed aside, or possibly even torn to shreds, that Vision hanging from a cloth belt tied around his naked waist knocking against the wall in time to those deep thrusts, that tendril of qi burning him up from the inside while Hua Cheng’s attacking him from the outside.

And with him being so helplessly pinned down and clutching at Hua Cheng for dear life, he can’t help but babble the truly most important question of the hour— ]

How…How are you still so—agh—so lively?

[juhua]

[ indeed, making baizhu make noise is part of the appeal of the whole thing, so hua cheng isn't upset that he can't quite hold himself back. in fact, he might be more disappointed if he could. his hands grip almost possessively at baizhu's ass, spreading him a little wider so hua cheng can fuck him more intently, his muscles flexing, skin warming where his body presses to baizhu's. ]

Do you like it? [ hua cheng asks, thick-facedly like he can't tell that baizhu is complaining about being fucked this hard. ] Haha, as you should know, my stamina is relatively impressive for a ghost of my age.

[ 800 years give or take. unfortunately for baizhu, each of those centuries has only honed hua cheng's control over his physical form, meaning that he's able to stay hard for longer and has muscles strong enough to hold baizhu in this sort of position for as long as he wants.

speaking of—hua cheng adjusts his angle just slightly, making sure that he's able to reach deep, and then pulls back so he can smile down at baizhu's face, watching the play of pleasure and sensation across his lovely features. ]

And such a good thing too, when you look this charming.

[snakelace]

[ Is it really a complaint, though? Overwhelmed as he is, he wouldn’t have wanted Hua Cheng to stop, not even when that girth of his is already concerningly large as it is. And with something that big and that hard drilling into him and grinding against all the right spots, Baizhu can only be impressed that it doesn’t appear to have flagged at all, not even when he can already feel his back bruising from how hard he’s getting pounded into this (alarmingly flimsy) wall.

Maybe it’s just as well that he hadn’t asked for those two dicks... ]

I—I'm not sure I...

[ Understand, he wants to say, but how can he when thinking itself is a struggle, when it’s taking all he can just to keep up, to push himself against Hua Cheng’s brutal pace, never mind if his glasses have already been knocked askew from the way they’ve been knocking around inside this little haunted house exhibition.

It’s a miracle that no one’s come to laugh at them yet, though it most definitely feels like Hua Cheng is having a little too much fun at his expense, so he manages to muster some tiny shred of pettiness from within him to entangle his fingers in Hua Cheng’s lovely dark hair and give it a good, strong tug. ]

[juhua]

[ to baizhu's credit, the tug to hua cheng's hair does actually hurt, despite how otherwise weak and overwhelmed he seems. unfortunately, because hua cheng gets off on a little pain, all it does is make him laugh darkly, spurs him to fuck baizhu a little more deeply.

he leaves his qi to support baizhu's back and ass, and brings one hand around to press against baizhu's lower belly, just above his dick like he wants to feel his own cock moving inside that slender body. from where his hand presses to skin, baizhu should be able to feel a spreading, throbbing heat encompassing his lower half, intensifying and heightening whatever pleasure hua cheng is stoking in baizhu's body.

fortunately for baizhu, hua cheng can sense that he's reaching the end of his own patience—the white heat of orgasm is already starting to work its way up his spine, leaving his chest heaving despite not drawing breath. all he wants, before he gives himself over to the pleasure of climax, is to bring baizhu to the edge one more time, and to give him a gift of spiritual energy while he's at it. ]

[snakelace]

—Ah!

[ ...He can’t say he didn’t deliberately goad him toward this outcome, either.

Really, it’s only a pity that he’s a little too overwhelmed to enjoy having riled Hua Cheng up a little. If his grip on that hair is tightening again, it has less to do with petty revenge as it does Baizhu simply wanting to hang onto him for dear life as the pleasure suddenly intensifies—

He had no idea qi could be used to that extent— ]

Wa—Wait, I feel...I’m going to—

[ That’s all the warning Hua Cheng gets before he comes with an embarrassingly loud cry—surely one to rattle the flimsy rafters of this makeshift haunted house?—and doing his level best to bury most of it in a sloppy kiss. ]

[juhua]

[ the way baizhu phrases it is almost like a protest, but the response he gets from hua cheng is an emphatic, ] Good.

[ it's what he wants, after all—to make baizhu come, to give him pleasure upon pleasure until he can't handle it all. in some ways hua cheng is a very selfish lover, but in other ways he can be incredibly generous—perhaps too generous, if the way baizhu's eyes roll back in his head is any indication.

there's nothing to be done about it now, though. hua cheng has passed the point of no return, his pleasure rushing up on him like a tidal wave until it's all he can think of, perfect and overwhelming. baizhu yanks him into a messy kiss and hua cheng uses it to muffle his own moan as he thrusts in deep and comes with an intense, satisfied shudder of his own. ]

[snakelace]

[ He’s starting to realize that Hua Cheng doesn’t so much get off on sex as he does on tormenting his partners.

And he should be offended, but it’s really, really difficult to feel that way when Hua Cheng spills hotly inside of him and he can’t help but feel a certain measure of satisfaction at having given the man some pleasure in spite of the differences in their…qi.

He eventually has to come up for air, letting out a deeply satisfied sigh as his arms close around Hua Cheng’s neck in a light embrace. Already, he can feel the air cool on his skin, that lab coat he’d worn as a costume earlier having finally fallen off in the midst of that pounding he’d received earlier.

It’s probably too soiled to wear again, but he doesn’t mind. It’s over, he thinks. They can get back to the party and perhaps he can ask a few questions about Xie Lian now that Hua Cheng appears to be in a much happier mood. ]

Hah…I never know whether to be impressed or intimidated by your skill…

[juhua]

[ regardless of the differences in their qi, hua cheng has decided that he enjoys fucking baizhu—he likes the other man's determination, and also his sensitivity and vulnerability to hua cheng's bullying tendencies. it's certainly more than some pleasure that hua cheng is feeling as he and baizhu kiss, and when they pull apart he returns that satisfied sigh with one of his own, adjusting his grip on baizhu's waist to hold him more stably. ]

Perhaps there's room for both feelings at once, [ hua cheng says, his tone light, teasing. he can feel the warm throb of his spiritual essence deep inside baizhu where his come is, and it endears him, makes him feel a certain amount of tenderness toward the other man. ] Although I hope you're not so intimidated that I won't ever see you again.

[ that's a joke. if baizhu let hua cheng fuck him again after the first time, he doesn't think this time is going to be the straw that breaks the metaphorical camel's back.

hua cheng tilts his head so he can bite almost affectionately at baizhu's throat, then asks, ] Shall I clean you up or do you like being messy?

[snakelace]

[ Is it possible to get drunk on someone’s qi? Because with the way Hua Cheng’s been infusing him with so much of it, it feels almost like…

Well, the verdict here really is that Xie Lian’s a very lucky man. Or perhaps a very unlucky one. With this first and what he believes to be the final orgasm of the night out of the way, he’s starting to feel the aches and pains that come from letting Hua Cheng have his wicked way with his body like this. He’d never thought there’d be so many ways to treat a man so roughly during sex, but being here at the Golden Peacock has certainly been an eye-opener… ]

Mmn…

[ He can already feel himself tightening around Hua Cheng at that little bite. Is it enough to intimidate him? Well, no. But he’s often thought that maybe it should.

But it’s difficult to make sensible decisions with Hua Cheng’s length still buried deep inside of him— ]

But I don’t want you to pull out just yet.

[ A pout, as he pulls Hua Cheng back into an embrace. It really isn’t much of an answer to his question though, is it? ]

[juhua]

[ baizhu's own fault for being so gorgeously bullyable, honestly...

it doesn't go unnoticed, that the dig of hua cheng's teeth into baizhu's neck is enough to make his insides clench and flutter slightly around hua cheng's cock. in turn hua cheng sighs, adjusts his grip on baizhu's ass, and slips just a little bit deeper so that the full length of him remains settled inside baizhu's body even as they come down a bit. ]

Is that so? [ doesn't want him to pull out, hm? despite all those complaints about hua cheng's stamina and the size of him... hua cheng hides another grin against baizhu's throat, licks across his adam's apple, and then bites again on the other side as he rocks his hips experimentally to give baizhu another slow thrust. ] Then I suppose I'll stay inside for a while.

[ but if he's going to stay inside, he's not going to stay still. hua cheng's cock is still hard, and the passage is made slick and wet by his own come as he rocks his hips gently to fuck baizhu in shallow, relatively gentle thrusts. ]

[snakelace]

[ Baizhu gasps at that second, much more deliberate bite, most certainly clenching harder around Hua Cheng in response as the latter starts rocking into him, once again setting his nerves alight as that reply sounds increasingly like a threat.

It’s definitely a threat— ]

Hua—ah!

[ His voice tapers into a moan, as he realizes to his consternation that he’s unable to really articulate a reply when that hot and heavy and entirely too frisky cock he keeps complaining about starts moving inside of him, making itself felt, hot and burning, and yet…

It’s not enough. He loves and hates how much it isn’t enough, even if he’s greedily swallowing up each and every thrust, trying to make it last more, trying to feel more, knowing that Hua Cheng must be looking at him smugly even while he’s burying his own undoubtedly flushed and embarrassed expression into the man’s shoulder, amid the thick falls of dark hair.

He’d asked for this and he loves and hates how Hua Cheng complies and yet does not—not really. What does the man get out of teasing him like this? ]

…Terrible…

[juhua]

[ of course, what hua cheng gets out of teasing him like this is the pleasure of seeing baizhu fall apart. he's very rarely met anyone so sensitive, so utterly unable to keep the strain of pleasure off their face, and he relishes seeing the way baizhu's face flushes and his brow furrows as hua cheng rocks forward again and again. even when baizhu buries his face against hua cheng's shoulder, it's still evident even in the curve of his spine and the flush that tips his ears, and hua cheng can't help a low, amused rumble as he begins to pick up the pace little by little. ]

I've heard that before, [ hua cheng says, remorseless as his cock slides into baizhu in steady thrusts. the sound of it is lewd, too loud even with the ambient noise of the halloween party going on somewhere nearby. ] But do you know, I'm not sure you really mind.

[ after all, baizhu's body is honest even when his words aren't, and his body certainly doesn't think hua cheng's cock is terrible. in fact, based on the way baizhu's length is beading at the tip again, his body seems to like hua cheng's cock just fine. ]

[snakelace]

[ That cock is nowhere near terrible, but that personality sure is… ]

I—I…ah…

[ He makes a noise that might’ve been a laugh if it weren’t cut off by a moan as Hua Cheng starts to move just a little bit faster—certainly not enough to tip him over the edge, but close enough that he feels like falling, falling.

He can barely even hear the party going on around them anymore, nor can he think of how it might look if someone were to stumble upon them like this. Right now Hua Cheng is his whole world, the precipice from which he’ll fall over, even if at the moment he’s clutching hard at the rocky cliffside that is this absurdly muscular body.

…How can he feel so solid despite being a ghost?

Without thinking, as though to test some theory that’s knocked in and out of his head with each and every thrust, he tilts his head to the side, so he can bite down at Hua Cheng’s neck. ]

[juhua]

[ whether this is the intended result of baizhu's hypothesis remains to be seen, but one thing is for sure: hua cheng likes it when it hurts. the sudden dig of baizhu's teeth into the side of his neck only makes him moan, a little too loud, and he thrusts forward hard, just once, his cock twitching inside baizhu in response to the ache in his throat. ]

Fuck, that's good. [ hua cheng laughs breathlessly, his hands shifting to grip baizhu's ass and spread him a little wider, so that when hua cheng thrusts in again he can fit even deeper. ] So the young master has a ferocious side to him too...

[ even better. hua cheng doesn't mind if baizhu bites or scratches or does whatever he wants, he'll heal eventually (when he wants to) and meanwhile the pain will give him a little bit more of an edge. ]

[snakelace]

[ …He’ll take it to mean that he doesn’t have to apologize, although given the way his ears redden, he still feels kind of bad about it anyway.

But only a little, because he’ll take what small victories he can get—especially since he’d managed to draw a moan out of Hua Cheng like that. ]

It’s—It’s only because you’re so—hnngh!

[ How is he supposed to finish his sentences in this state? He buries a much louder, more drawn-out moan then as Hua Cheng pushes in even deeper, his fingers digging hard into those frustratingly solid shoulders as the heat of the other fills him up, burning him from the inside-out.

Or maybe that’s just Hua Cheng’s qi.

It’s all he can do to try and keep his body relaxed, his far less impressive muscles tensing around Hua Cheng as he tries to accommodate him in the midst of his fractured thoughts. All of that, from a single, careless bite… ]

[juhua]

[ absolutely no apologies needed; in fact, hua cheng wishes baizhu would do it again. from the looks of him he probably won't, but hua cheng likes the ache and misses it a little when it's gone, even though his cock still feels just as good where he's fucking deep into the tight, twitching channel of baizhu's hole. with a shift of his grip against baizhu's ass, he tilts the other man's hips just slightly to get a fresh angle as hua cheng continues to thrust inside him, his body weight pinning baizhu to the wall and his muscles beginning to burn with the effort of moving so steadily inside him.

eventually, hua cheng begins to feel the hints of his own peak approaching. unwilling to reach orgasm without bringing baizhu with him, a tendril of qi emerges from beneath them and reaches all the way up to baizhu's cock, curling around it and rippling to stroke from root to tip.

and at the tip, hua cheng's qi is merciless. still gripping firmly and stroking in a syncopated rhythm, the very end of the tendril narrows to a point and curves around to tease at the slit in the tip of baizhu's cock. first just teasing, and then slowly beginning to delve shallowly inside, stimulating him from both ends in an effort to see just how hard he'll come. ]

[snakelace]

[ It’d be a miracle if he could ever walk again after this— ]

Ah, I—I can’t—

[ —hold on much longer, but surely Hua Cheng knew that with how relentless he’s being, with how he absolutely refuses to let Baizhu catch even a moment’s respite with each new angle he hits, awakening him in places he’d never thought possible…

…And still he manages to catch Baizhu off-guard with something completely different, Baizhu whimpering when he feels the familiar tendril of qi working its way up his cock, but just when he thinks he can finally relax, finally breathe a little and sink into the sensations…

…That qi starts probing inside of him, the sensation so startling that he finally snaps at the first instance, throwing his head back with a cry loud enough to alert the rest of the Halloween party as he, embarrassingly, comes on the spot. ]

[juhua]

[ oh, now that is satisfying. hua cheng is honestly a bit startled himself by how immediately and powerfully baizhu's orgasm overtakes him, but hot on the heels of that surprise is a strong feeling of smugness—self-satisfaction, at having been able to drive baizhu so completely wild. not least of all because the good doctor is always trying so hard to stay composed, so to have forced him to lose his composure entirely feels like a victory for hua cheng.

it also is more than enough to push him over the edge of his own climax. the way baizhu's body tightens up around him, the arch of his back and that gorgeous, noisy cry that issues from his throat—in combination it's too much for hua cheng to endure, and so it takes hardly any time at all before hua cheng is thrusting deep once more, emptying himself into baizhu's body, his cock throbbing, warm and aching with sensitivity.

he presses baizhu against the wall, holding him there with his own body weight, and buries his face again in the curve of baizhu's throat. he smells good, there—like sweat and sex and come, but also like flowers and something green and herbaceous, the familiar scent of medicine. ]

[snakelace]

[ Baizhu clings to him for dear life, shuddering out the rest of his orgasm as he feels the hot rush of Hua Cheng’s seed, his body so oversensitive now that he worries he might come a second time just from that.

But he manages to hold himself back for now, breathing hard, his back grazing against a wall that he’s starting to notice is far too flimsy—too thin, too prone to letting embarrassing noises travel…

Mortification sets in as they both catch their breaths, Baizhu swallowing at the feeling of Hua Cheng’s hot breath against his throat, unable to stop thinking of how Hua Cheng must be able to hear his embarrassingly frantic heartbeat. And perhaps this would be a good time for him to put an end to this before somebody stumbles in here, but still he remains, stubbornly clinging to the other, his whole body and especially his ass being far too sore, and yet…

He feels perfectly comfortable here, for some reason. ]

That…That was playing dirty…

[ He’s doing his best to be sulky, but it’s honestly difficult, given that he’s still not ready for Hua Cheng to pull away just yet.

Perhaps the recent festivities are making him crave death, just a little. ]

[juhua]

[ unlike baizhu, hua cheng is absolutely without shame about the state of them. there's little more satisfying to him than the experience of spending inside someone and then being able to feel the hot pulse of his demonic essence there below their navels—it triggers some primal, possessive instinct in hua cheng that he doesn't currently have the wherewithal to resist. instead, he adjusts his grip under baizhu's ass to continue holding him steady with hua cheng's cock buried inside and tips his head slightly to speak directly in baizhu's ear. ]

I don't believe you ever told me to play fair, [ he points out. and he doesn't pull away, won't until baizhu indicates he wants to be let down; hua cheng's stamina is literally endless, he can hold baizhu just like this for as long as he wants to be held.

but that doesn't mean he's going to leave baizhu in peace. a tendril of qi works its way up baizhu's chest to pinch teasingly at one nipple, as hua cheng presses his mouth into the curve of baizhu's throat to suck at the skin there and raise a bruise against pale flesh. ]

You're so noisy when you come, [ hua cheng observes, his voice dripping like honey with appreciation and arousal. ] I love hearing the way you cry out, it makes me want to do it again...

[snakelace]

[ At least Baizhu’s used to handling demonic seed by now, even if his mind is far too addled with pleasure to appreciate it.

It feels like they’ve been at this forever and he should stop, but Hua Cheng feels… ]

You…You feel too good for me to…to…mmm…

[ Still gonna lay all the blame on Hua Cheng, anyway! Especially since the man is shameless enough to take it! And shameless enough to still keep going, even when Baizhu’s trying to catch his breath. With another orgasm wrung out of him his body still feels far too raw and sensitive to not shudder and squirm at that grasping qi, to say nothing of that very hot mouth and the pleasant sting of Hua Cheng’s teeth.

There’s certainly no hiding his pathetic little whimpering at that.

Archons, why does he still want more? It’s dangerous for Hua Cheng to be so generous like this. ]

I—I'd wanted to talk…

[ But now seems like a really bad time to bring up another man, isn’t it? Even if it is the exalted Xie Lian himself. So instead he just lets out his frustrations by reaching down to pinch at a nipple, because he can’t think of how else to retaliate in the heat of the moment. ]

[juhua]

[ of course hua cheng is more than willing to take the blame. he's literally a ghost king, a malevolent entity, he's more than used to being blamed for various misfortunes.

plus, to be honest, being blamed for baizhu being out of his wits with pleasure is a less serious crime than some others of which he's been accused. it makes him laugh, and as baizhu whimpers, he scrapes his teeth over tender skin before straightening up. ]

Did you? [ hua cheng smiles. ] Very well, laoshi. Let's talk.

[ still not putting him down, though. not even when baizhu lifts a hand to pinch at hua cheng's nipple, for which hua cheng retaliates by shifting his cock inside baizhu's body. it's not quite a thrust, really just an adjustment of posture, but hua cheng knows that baizhu feels too overstimulated and exhausted for the slight movement not to make him squirm. ]

[snakelace]

N—Now?

[ He most definitely felt that, his body clamping harder around Hua Cheng on instinct, his mind barely able to cling to the one feeble thought of having a conversation.

Of course Hua Cheng would choose this moment to finally have this conversation with him—with Baizhu too out of his wits to even ask about Xie Lian, let alone in as polite and sensitive a manner as he’d been hoping, but then, a makeshift haunted house in the middle of someone’s wild Halloween party is hardly the place for all of that, is it?

He presses a palm to that abused nipple, fingers splayed out, though he isn’t able to truly summon up even the simplest of healing spells between that relentlessly hard cock inside of him and that merciless tendril of qi toying with him in ways he can scarcely dream of, twisting and tugging at his oversensitive body everywhere he turns and himself unable to squirm free.

He should protest, at least. Should say something about them finishing up quickly so they can finally have a decent conversation. Except some part of him doesn’t want to end, wants to keep steep himself in this malevolent aura forever, to bask in the aches and the pains of being penetrated and mercilessly teased by Hua Cheng because he’d never been so thoroughly manhandled in his life and that’s really saying something considering what he’s gone through since arriving at the Golden Peacock.

Instead, he pouts, considers something—before pulling himself forward for another sloppy kiss, squeezing himself around Hua Cheng as best as he can as he tries to brace his arms against Hua Cheng’s neck and try to fuck himself on that cock for one more time. ]