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Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our parking garage for all new arrivals. We aim to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience!
All are invited to There Is No Tomorrow, a Phoenix Casino soiree to celebrate our beloved guests. The festivities will begin at 1800 hours on January 20th and end at 1800 hours on January 27th. Please look forward to 168 hours of delight.
In an effort to raise happiness and encourage better guest relationships, attendance is required. The house will assist guests that are too shy to appear of their own accord. Please note that black tie attire is mandatory. As always, we hope you enjoy your stay! 】
PARKING GARAGE
ANY CAR IN A STORM
PHOENIX CASINO HALL
WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
All clocks indicating day hours and night hours have been removed from the casino. Once a guest has entered, their Watch will jam, making it impossible to keep track of the time. You don't need to worry about that tonight.
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▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's January event.
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▶ 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!
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[ Oh, he picked a lively one to spend the night with. He can't explain why he appreciates a smaller person who takes the lead-- perhaps he respects the confidence since he knows he can appear and act intimidating, so he has no choice but to comply, rolling on his back and allowing Eiden to take his proper straddle. They're both naked, they're both aching-- there is no doubt about it that they had sex.. probably several times last night.. and it's handy to have someone who knows their ropes around this place. It's not like Beowulf will have any trouble fitting in; this place mirrors the lifestyle he lived until he retired a little too early in his career. It feels so, so nice to be wanted again. He's learned that nobody knows who his really is here, but Eiden makes that little detail seem easy to ignore; he really is treating him like one of his groupies back in the day.
His arms rejoin to wrap around Eiden securely, not crushing him, but keeping him very close. He can't help but laugh at his bedmate's enthusiasm. ]
What, you ain't hurting from last night? I could probably use a reminder or two if you're up to it, baby.
[ Beowulf feels a little drained, but wrestling is part sport and part acting; he covers up any discomfort from his hangover rather well. ]
Dude, I'm aching... whatever we did was... pretty nice...
[ the way beowulf holds him encourages him to let his own hands roam slowly, almost sleepily along the other's body—sweeping along shoulders and down again to rest along the swell of his chest.
the true answer to that is he's still drowsy from the deep rest, but he likes being wanted, wants to reflect it so the person with him knows it's mutual. just because this place makes them all start out as strangers doesn't mean you can't put someone on the right foot.
so he thinks on that, knows it could be flirtatious just as well, that they could simply go at it—and he wouldn't mind even if his body certainly would. he tilts his head and rests it against the line of his shoulder, breath warm on beowulf's neck. ]
Mmm... a really hot shower sounds so good, though... [ an idle sweep of the pad of his thumb over the other's nipple. ] —but are you the kind of guy that would remember me after something as simple as that?
[ His skin is tight, the dips and rounds of each muscle felt beneath Eiden's hands. He loves it when people do this and touch him freely; it really is a form of body appreciation and he's proud of his physique; he's worked hard to have this kind of body, and he still maintains it because he is trying to come out of retirement and make a comeback for, well.. bombing his career in a way. However, whatever is going on in this casino is a nice distraction; he was in a lonely place right before arriving here. Eiden probably notices that he's got a lot of body hair, too, most of it along his chest and down his abdomen, but his arms are pretty dark with hair too.
Maybe people are usually alarmed when they arrive here, but for him, it's the opposite. He's been dying to experience all of this again. Anyway, porque no los dos? ]
What? Of course I am! I'm sober now, there's a difference. [ he.. he thinks.. ] How 'bout this. We have some fun in the shower. You like stuff like that?
[ His own hands explore, loosening his hold from Eiden and sliding down both of his sides, curving around his hips to give his ass a curious squeeze. Oh. He does remember how this felt. ]
[ it Is a nice ass—plush with just enough give but a little muscle to it. he does like the hair, fingers following the grain of it in continuous exploration. lips pressing slowly to his, he hums into a kiss that lingers before he finally pulls his head away. the necklace around his throat presses between the two of them, and eiden can feel the sleepy dregs of his own essence surfacing traitorously with the proximity. ]
I'd be down for that. All of that, in fact...
[ a hot shower, some fun, those hands in memorable form besides the bruises and designs of fun from last night—it's all good to him. his hands don't stop passing over the hair over his skin, up along areas he hasn't touched yet this morning—the muscled shelf of his hip or the line of his waist, thumbing at ribs and letting fingers splay along his back. ]
You're pretty calm for a guy who just landed here... kinda surprising.
[ Yes, yes.. keep that touching up. He loves it, and it's maybe stirring some heat between his thighs, too. He's a little too content to be enjoying something simple like this, but on top of being a pretty simple guy in general, Beowulf can't really remember the last time he's been held so softly like this. Maybe gentle things is how he recalls people, but who is he to say no when a cute guy is offering to get dirty with him?
The question isn't what he expects at all and he feels like he shouldn't go into how much of a loser he was when he was brought here. Nope. Keep thinking he's been a hotshot all along, Eiden. ]
You mean people don't like being here? Can't imagine why! This is similar to what I am used to.
[ He's really got nothing to go back to other than to fight the Skullgirl so he can be in the spotlight again, but Beowulf thinks he can easily get back into the spotlight in a place like this. He's not bothered.
In any case, Beowulf shifts Eiden in his lap, preparing him to be carried to the bathroom. ]
[ it's definitely too late as he's being lifted up, wrapping arms around him. actually, being carried like this is kind of nice right now when his hips ache. nevermind, he can stay like this a bit, leaning up to kiss the line of beowulf's throat. he's none the wiser, deciding to accept this answer with a hum against his jaw.
being naked like this makes being carried just a little more awkward, skin pressing against skin so flush that eiden wants to press against him full-body the moment they're under the spray. ]
You're really used to this kind of thing? Jeez... people come from some interesting places... [ he Should Not Speak. ]
[ we can ignore the fact he was in an unemployed depressive slump before coming here ok ]
You’re sleeping with a big shot! You like wrestling? That’s what I am all about! We can talk about all of that later, but you should know that I am currently undefeated.
[ The ego is real. He loves the kisses on his throat, and he’s got a broad throat to kiss, so Eiden will hear him make an appreciative sound. He really lucked out last night with somebody so easy going, didn’t he? Sometimes fans did weird things like go through his belongings or ask for some weird request (which.. he always entertained cause he loved seeing them happy) and although he wishes more people recognized him, it’s kind of nice to have people act normal about sleeping with him.
At the shower, Beowulf carefully sets Eiden to his feet, naturally going in for another lip kiss, one hand keeping hold of Eiden at the waist and the other hand reaching through to turn on what seems to be a stand alone shower. He’s a passionate kisser; hopefully Eiden’s mouth doesn’t mind being tongue fucked as he waits for the temperature in the shower to rise. ]
That explains the headlock... you're definitely gonna have to tell me more, though.
[ eiden says between one kiss and the next, arms still wrapped around him as he rises up on tiptoe to give as good as he's getting. beowulf indeed has hit the kissing goldmine because eiden can't get enough of it.
he parts lips easily with a him, tongue sliding against beowulf's, hardly shy about seeking purchase in the other man's mouth, tasting the heat of him. if anything, being tongue-fucked is like a dream, his body breaking out in a slight shiver in delight. he moans, sensitive and happy to indulge in a morning like this.
the heat of the shower rolls in and eiden feels it sliding over his skin, hands petting slowly down beowulf's broad frame, along his sides to rest at his hips, thumbs stroking lazily. his voice is soft and wet when he parts for a moment: ]
Alright, big shot... [ with a nip to his lower lip, eyes meeting again. ] Get in the water.
[ Eiden, you would like wrestling. It's very homo-erotic.
The kiss leaves Beowulf feeling very warm, his uncut cock already getting excited from all of their kissing. It could be possible he found someone who enjoys kissing more than he does, but like hell if he is going to complain about it. In the shower he goes, but not without giving Eiden one last smooch on the corner of his mouth before guiding Eiden into the shower with him. As usual, the shower water hits him more in the collarbone and chest than on the head from his height, but Eiden should be just fine to stand in front of him under the stream.
Immediately, his large hands settle on his shoulders, beginning to massage Eiden there. ]
Tell me where you wanna be rubbed, baby.
[ Shoulders are default, but maybe there's somewhere else he rather be touched. ]
beowulf squeezes his shoulders and he sighs, a tremble to the tail end of it. his muscles are taut and melt under his hands upon contact and the words hit him, making the heat in his belly pitch forward. ]
Hah—that's perfect to start...
[ he can still feel that last kiss on the corner of his mouth and the sensation seems to travel straight down to his toes. his own hands trail along beowulf's waist, fingers splayed over wet skin as he meets his eyes. ]
I wouldn't complain if you wanted to go lower... so much aches... may as well be all over. [ palm splaying down over the other's belly now and trailing to frame the base of beowulf's cock with his hand. ]
[ What a cute and passionate lover that he's bagged. It does his heart well to see Eiden so pleased at the attention he puts on his shoulders. Beowulf squeezes his arms and rubs along Eiden's sides, squeezing both sides of his waist and then curving his hands around to massage his lower back. ]
.. Now I am curious what all we did last night.
[ His stomach hitches when he's touched, but he dips down against Eiden's ear, practically purring. ]
[ he laughs, a real laugh that's followed by a melting little "oh" as hands trail down to a stiff lower back. he shivers, feeling every little bite and bruise, vague memories of bed, none of them awful in the least bit. sinking into it, he returns the wandering hands in kind with his own. to say the massage working its way steadily downwards isn't making his knees a little weak would be an understatement. ]
Doesn't seem like anything you can't handle, handsome.
[ turning his head to meet the one so close to his ear, nose brushing nose. his fingers travel a little further to curl fingers around the root of him, squeezing slightly as he draws towards the tip of him - his fingers spread slightly on the way to the tip, thumb brushing the glans of him with a kind of method that means to memorize the shape of him. ]
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His arms rejoin to wrap around Eiden securely, not crushing him, but keeping him very close. He can't help but laugh at his bedmate's enthusiasm. ]
What, you ain't hurting from last night? I could probably use a reminder or two if you're up to it, baby.
[ Beowulf feels a little drained, but wrestling is part sport and part acting; he covers up any discomfort from his hangover rather well. ]
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[ the way beowulf holds him encourages him to let his own hands roam slowly, almost sleepily along the other's body—sweeping along shoulders and down again to rest along the swell of his chest.
the true answer to that is he's still drowsy from the deep rest, but he likes being wanted, wants to reflect it so the person with him knows it's mutual. just because this place makes them all start out as strangers doesn't mean you can't put someone on the right foot.
so he thinks on that, knows it could be flirtatious just as well, that they could simply go at it—and he wouldn't mind even if his body certainly would. he tilts his head and rests it against the line of his shoulder, breath warm on beowulf's neck. ]
Mmm... a really hot shower sounds so good, though... [ an idle sweep of the pad of his thumb over the other's nipple. ] —but are you the kind of guy that would remember me after something as simple as that?
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Maybe people are usually alarmed when they arrive here, but for him, it's the opposite. He's been dying to experience all of this again. Anyway, porque no los dos? ]
What? Of course I am! I'm sober now, there's a difference. [ he.. he thinks.. ] How 'bout this. We have some fun in the shower. You like stuff like that?
[ His own hands explore, loosening his hold from Eiden and sliding down both of his sides, curving around his hips to give his ass a curious squeeze. Oh. He does remember how this felt. ]
I'll even give you a massage if you want.
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I'd be down for that. All of that, in fact...
[ a hot shower, some fun, those hands in memorable form besides the bruises and designs of fun from last night—it's all good to him. his hands don't stop passing over the hair over his skin, up along areas he hasn't touched yet this morning—the muscled shelf of his hip or the line of his waist, thumbing at ribs and letting fingers splay along his back. ]
You're pretty calm for a guy who just landed here... kinda surprising.
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The question isn't what he expects at all and he feels like he shouldn't go into how much of a loser he was when he was brought here. Nope. Keep thinking he's been a hotshot all along, Eiden. ]
You mean people don't like being here? Can't imagine why! This is similar to what I am used to.
[ He's really got nothing to go back to other than to fight the Skullgirl so he can be in the spotlight again, but Beowulf thinks he can easily get back into the spotlight in a place like this. He's not bothered.
In any case, Beowulf shifts Eiden in his lap, preparing him to be carried to the bathroom. ]
Hold on tight, cutiepie.
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[ it's definitely
too late as he's being lifted up, wrapping arms around him. actually, being carried like this is kind of nice right now when his hips ache. nevermind, he can stay like this a bit, leaning up to kiss the line of beowulf's throat. he's none the wiser, deciding to accept this answer with a hum against his jaw.
being naked like this makes being carried just a little more awkward, skin pressing against skin so flush that eiden wants to press against him full-body the moment they're under the spray. ]
You're really used to this kind of thing? Jeez... people come from some interesting places... [ he Should Not Speak. ]
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[ we can ignore the fact he was in an unemployed depressive slump before coming here ok ]
You’re sleeping with a big shot! You like wrestling? That’s what I am all about! We can talk about all of that later, but you should know that I am currently undefeated.
[ The ego is real. He loves the kisses on his throat, and he’s got a broad throat to kiss, so Eiden will hear him make an appreciative sound. He really lucked out last night with somebody so easy going, didn’t he? Sometimes fans did weird things like go through his belongings or ask for some weird request (which.. he always entertained cause he loved seeing them happy) and although he wishes more people recognized him, it’s kind of nice to have people act normal about sleeping with him.
At the shower, Beowulf carefully sets Eiden to his feet, naturally going in for another lip kiss, one hand keeping hold of Eiden at the waist and the other hand reaching through to turn on what seems to be a stand alone shower. He’s a passionate kisser; hopefully Eiden’s mouth doesn’t mind being tongue fucked as he waits for the temperature in the shower to rise. ]
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[ eiden says between one kiss and the next, arms still wrapped around him as he rises up on tiptoe to give as good as he's getting. beowulf indeed has hit the kissing goldmine because eiden can't get enough of it.
he parts lips easily with a him, tongue sliding against beowulf's, hardly shy about seeking purchase in the other man's mouth, tasting the heat of him. if anything, being tongue-fucked is like a dream, his body breaking out in a slight shiver in delight. he moans, sensitive and happy to indulge in a morning like this.
the heat of the shower rolls in and eiden feels it sliding over his skin, hands petting slowly down beowulf's broad frame, along his sides to rest at his hips, thumbs stroking lazily. his voice is soft and wet when he parts for a moment: ]
Alright, big shot... [ with a nip to his lower lip, eyes meeting again. ] Get in the water.
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The kiss leaves Beowulf feeling very warm, his uncut cock already getting excited from all of their kissing. It could be possible he found someone who enjoys kissing more than he does, but like hell if he is going to complain about it. In the shower he goes, but not without giving Eiden one last smooch on the corner of his mouth before guiding Eiden into the shower with him. As usual, the shower water hits him more in the collarbone and chest than on the head from his height, but Eiden should be just fine to stand in front of him under the stream.
Immediately, his large hands settle on his shoulders, beginning to massage Eiden there. ]
Tell me where you wanna be rubbed, baby.
[ Shoulders are default, but maybe there's somewhere else he rather be touched. ]
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beowulf squeezes his shoulders and he sighs, a tremble to the tail end of it. his muscles are taut and melt under his hands upon contact and the words hit him, making the heat in his belly pitch forward. ]
Hah—that's perfect to start...
[ he can still feel that last kiss on the corner of his mouth and the sensation seems to travel straight down to his toes. his own hands trail along beowulf's waist, fingers splayed over wet skin as he meets his eyes. ]
I wouldn't complain if you wanted to go lower... so much aches... may as well be all over. [ palm splaying down over the other's belly now and trailing to frame the base of beowulf's cock with his hand. ]
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.. Now I am curious what all we did last night.
[ His stomach hitches when he's touched, but he dips down against Eiden's ear, practically purring. ]
You're so bold, aren't'ya?
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Doesn't seem like anything you can't handle, handsome.
[ turning his head to meet the one so close to his ear, nose brushing nose. his fingers travel a little further to curl fingers around the root of him, squeezing slightly as he draws towards the tip of him - his fingers spread slightly on the way to the tip, thumb brushing the glans of him with a kind of method that means to memorize the shape of him. ]