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It has recently come to our attention that many of our guests have not been focusing on their health and wellness. In an effort to encourage healthy living and help our beloved guests get in shape, a grand sports festival will be held in the Golden Peacock. This sports festival will include many small games and four large games.
Prior to the festival, guests will have the opportunity to train and prepare for the games with our expert coaches.
We hope you are as excited as we are! And, as always, we hope you enjoy your stay. 】
BEAK
MEET THE TEAM
♦ DIAMONDS GAME ♦
OMEGADOME: HUNTING GAME
A cheerful pair of game managers stand outside the conservatory doors and block all guests that try to enter. They quickly explain that a special Diamonds game is taking place inside and only guests that agree to participate may enter. This game is a physical exercise that riffs on "Hunting", which is a popular sport in many different countries and civilizations. Of course, it is one hundred percent safe, and all guests that play are eligible to win massive chip prizes, store vouchers, fabulous prizes, and more.
Details about the game? Those can't be shared outside of the conservatory. Only the brave and those willing to risks will reap the benefits of this Diamonds game. So step right up, dear guests, and sign this waiver before stepping into the flourishing beauty of the conservatory for a brand new adventure.
♥ HEARTS GAME ♥
DOUBLES' THERMO: SURVIVAL GAME
Chickadees is sparing no expense on advertising their e-sport games over the course of the sports festival. Posters, notifications, stickers, fliers! Come one, come all. Sports don't need to be physical. Guests that duck into the arcade will find a variety of e-sport games to enjoy, but the real showstopper that every single employee is aggressively promoting is the new immersive VR game, DOUBLES' THERMO.
A large swath of egg-shaped pods have been installed in the back half of Chickadees. Any guest that shows an iota of interest will be assaulted by employees encouraging them to give it a try. They will offer vouchers for a free session, encourage with mentions of prizes that can be won from the arcade's coveted prize wall, and persuade by praising how high tech and immersive the experience is. Some employees are desperate enough to trick or push guests into the pods if they aren't willing to go in themselves.
However they've ended up inside the VR egg, guests will find themselves submerged in strange fluid as the lid closes. Everything fades away into darkness as the game loads...
♣ CLUBS GAME ♣
QUACK AND COVER: SHOOTING GAME
Cloaca & Dagger has temporarily outfitted itself as a neon-bright paintball course. Gone are the wild sex setups in exchange for series of obstacles and obstructions for guests to navigate while in pursuit of paintball championship. This high intensity game of strategy and physical fitness promises to exhilarate! Welcome to Quack and Cover, a game where your shooting skills and ingenuity will be put to the test.
So say the game managers at the door before following up with a few disclaimers. Cloaca & Dagger is not responsible for any physical or psychological trauma guests may incur while inside. Guests that join the game will then be outfitted in tight black underarmor and supplied with a paintball gun and protective mask before being let loose on the course.
♠ SPADES GAME ♠
PECKING ORDER: MMA GAME
During night hours, many long-standing guests make their way through Talon toward the gym’s creaky basement stairs. Three floors down and then through a desolate hallway with littered with abandoned equipment. Double doors wait at the end, unassuming until they’ve been opened…
Flashing lights, jeers, and the thick odor of sweat. You’ve found the Pecking Order, a late-night mixed martial arts event where guests show their prowess in the ring. Spectating guests shout and messily eat snacks on make-shift bleachers while fighters clash inches away, using only their bodies to fight for dominance and win. Pecking Order is very informal; guests only need to sign up in order to get added to the docket. Anyone can watch, though they will be vaguely warned at the door that even spectating comes with risks.
LOCKER ROOMS
YOU WASH MY BACK, I'LL WASH YOURS
Every training and game location has a door labeled LOCKER ROOM right outside the entrance. These doors all connect to the same massive locker room. The magic of these locker room doors goes one way. Trying to go back to the place you just were by backtracking will not work — you’ll just end up in Beak! All guests will be advised to finish their games before hitting the showers.
The Golden Peacock is proud to present our upgraded and extended locker room. Please come in and enjoy the facilities, catch-up with your teammates, and enjoy some healthy drinks provided by our favorite resort convenience store, Cock-a-doodle-doo’s!
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[If there was a silver lining here, it was that no one knew who 'Astra Yao' was. At least, from who she's met. Even if they did, most of them might think she's an imposter, which would not even be the first time she's been accused of that. While that doesn't make the situation better, at least rumors circulating about her acting like an animal in heat won't tarnish the record label nor Evelyn. She'd forgive Astra for it, soothe her and promise her things would be all right, but Astra would never want to disappoint fans by showing them this side of her.
Her legs are still quivering, her face flushed as she looks up to see an unfamiliar man who looked-- quite dangerous, honestly. She shies away from a bit, stumbling back because she feels vulnerable, out of control, and she didn't know him.]
I'm fine! I'll be on ma--aaaAAHck!!
[It scared her more than she wanted to admit, the way she doesn't feel like herself, that tripping over her own heels was all she could do as she yelps and crashes to the ground.]
[Perhaps he might look intimidating, but she'll find that he isn't so different from Evelyn as far as being kind and wanting to help her. Wriothesley immediately moves forward to check if she sustained any injuries and to help her up carefully.]
Hey, I'm not going to do anything you don't want to do. Sorry if I scared you. I was just trying to get a higher vantage point. [The obvious tent is noted, but he doesn't mention it for the moment. He looks at her flushed and sweating face and his brows furrow just a little bit. Wriothesley couldn't smell her pheromones, so he can't say exactly what's happening, though it's obvious.
He reaches to press his palm to her face. It was cool against her warm skin.] There's a stream nearby. You're burning up.
[The touch should make her jerk away, to keep a distance from a stranger who just jumped out of a tree and entered her space. She's good at that back home, when people would approach her, recognizing her, and she firmly threw up boundaries to keep them from coming on to her aggressively.
But the touch was soothing, and while she had initially reacted because of the panic that her body might be undergoing corruption, an instinctive part of her leans into it, like it was just right, even as her newfound appendage ached and made her squirm uncomfortably.]
I-- I'm okay. I apologize for overreacting.
[She says, trying to even out her breathing, to try to get her bearings. The cool touch was so soothing though, enough that it distracted her for a moment, enough that she doesn't even realize she's holding onto his wrist with both hands and rubbing her cheek into his touch. She didn't know she had pheromones, wasn't too aware of what these designations were, so she starts leaking them out heavily in her temporary pleasure. He might not smell it as strongly as omegas, but it might be more obvious as time goes.]
Hah, come on. There's no point in pretending you're alright when you obviously aren't. I'm not exactly the type of guy who's going to listen when the evidence is right there in my palm right now. [He laughs a little.] I don't think I've seen you around so you're new, right? I think you're reacting a normal amount if anything. This is all new to you, right?
[He quirks his lips into a wry smile.
And how can she pretend she's okay when she's rubbing her cheeks into his touch like a cat that needs to be placated?
Wriothesley notes a seeming change in the scent around him, but he doesn't really pay too much attention to it. It'll be a mistake that'll cost him later, but he's ignorant in the moment.]
No, actually. Well, I obviously decided to be here on my own accord, but I thought maybe I can help others who are less prepared to be here. Like you. [He taps her nose with his free hand.] I don't really like the idea of treating people like game to hunt, so let me help you? How are you actually feeling?
[She latches onto the last words, what he says earlier heard but not registered, like her head was swimming in mud with no way of figuring out where up or down is. Still, when he says 'help', it was like a beacon of light to guide her, and she looks at him with wide eyes and a flushed face, suddenly interested.
He still seems a little suspicious, but she's trusted others with less proof. She thinks if he was willing to help her, he might not be such a bad person.]
I've been feeling so, so hot for half an hour now. My body doesn't feel right at all, and-- and this!
[And now she addresses the elephant in the room, or at least, in her skirt, pointing at it tenting her pants.]
[He really doesn't mean to laugh. There's just something too comical about a pretty woman pointing at her obvious erection and asking if it's not a corruption. He doesn't even know what that means. He would say yes, technically there is corruption involved since the entire point is to fall into debauchery. Still, he gets the feeling that this isn't the type of corruption she means.
He does try to control his laughter.] I apologize, mademoiselle. Just, your exclamation was so surprising. No, it's probably not the type of corruption you're thinking of. [His smile is at least apologetic.]
It's probably just an effect, or affliction if you want to consider it that, by the designation you received and the game at play. It'll go away once the game is over, so you don't have to worry about it being a permanent thing.
[As for feeling hot, he'll be honest.] You're just feeling really horny, which is probably also because of the game involved. All the effects are aimed to get people to fuck. In the literal sense of the word.
[She shows him the diamond on the back of her hand, which was the only designation she understood the moment she joined. She had thought they'd be hunting, but what he was saying made no sense to her. An effect? And she was horny? She has never had a penis before, and she knows theoretically that yes, they stand at attention when men were aroused, but did it really feel this intense? She'd been aching for a while now, and what he's saying is aligning to what she was feeling.]
So this is making me feel like this? I don't mean to doubt you but-- what does this have to do with hunting?
[Ah she really is very, very new. What an unfortunate first experience for her ending up in this game. He feels a lot more sympathetic over her plight. All of this must be overwhelming for her.]
Yeah, that.
[He tucks some hair behind her ear before gently grasping her hand.]
They want you to have sex. You're hunting people like game to fuck. That's what they mean by hunting. [He gestures at her recently acquired cock.] You're hunting people with this.
He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. He's caught up in the whole thing, he hasn't really noticed the scent around him has changed. It's been so gradual that it hasn't become obvious in his thoughts.]
Sorry, but those are the rules of this place. They want us to sleep around and you've technically agreed to it when you entered this area.
[Poor girl. This is probably not how one wants to pop their cherry, in a sex resort and suddenly having grown a dick.] What do you want to do? The longer you don't do anything about it, the worst it's gonna be on your body. [He doesn't want to push her too much, but he knows that she'll inevitably need help. Will need to find relief.]
That's not fair! At least let me do it with my own body.
[She pouts, but she is less upset about it than she probably should be. After all, she has been talking to such a nice person all this time, and he also had such a pleasant atmosphere around him. Maybe because he doesn't seem to be hiding anything?
So she does what she does best in situations like this.
Well, it's technically your body. You just got a bit of an enhancement is all. [He quirks his lips in a bit of a smile. Growing things in this place has become way too normal at this point.
Mam...there is no need for the puppy eyes. Asking politely would suffice.
Nevermind that she's basically asking him to have sex with her to help her out. Not that he minds it or anything but somehow the way she's asking makes it seems she's asking for a more innocent favor and not the fact she's asking him with a very obvious erection between them.]
Hey, there's no need to give me that look. Let's find somewhere comfortable to settle and I'll help you out.
[Pussy supremacy and all that, judging by her pout. Still, it's mostly just embarrassing that she doesn't know how she's supposed to deal with it, and clearly asking a man to help with figuring it out was the best way.
Especially one who seems quite easy to convince. She's still a bit dizzy though, the heat of her body feeling too much, and even though he isn't Evelyn, she doesn't really want to move around in this state.
So she opens her arms to him, still with the same puppy dog eyes, because she's going to use the power of them no matter what.]
It's temporary. You'll go back to your usual self after the game, so don't worry about anything permanent.
[Astra truly has the energy of what he might expect from a celebrity or royalty of some kind. The expectation in her gaze and the puppy eyes as though batting her eyelashes will get her whatever she wants. It's a damn shame that he definitely is going to feed right into that.
He sighs, a smile still on his lips as he carefully scoops her into his arms. Erection and all.] Let's find somewhere that can afford us a little more privacy.
[She huffs, but oddly enough she feels comfortable in his arms. Safe enough that she can trust him to carry her off. Maybe it's just because he's been kind and accommodating, maybe it's his muscular body, or maybe it's the nice smell he's been emitting. It's enough for her to sigh happily and wrap her arms around his shoulders, burying her face against his neck and taking in the smell.
She's definitely acting like this is something they always do, humming happily.]
Thank you, Mister-- Oh, I never got your name. Ooh, and you had to see me in this state too.
It’s Wriothesley. Hah, don’t worry about it. This plays does a good job making us look like fools. You wouldn’t be the first person nor the last who gets caught with a hard on. [His lips quirk in a wry smile.] It’s happened to me plenty
[He hasn’t realized he was event emitting any scents. The mix of a chilly wind and the tang of metal with the warmth of something earthy fills Astra’s senses as she buries her face in his neck.
And Wriothesley is finding he isn’t completely unaffected. It’s like suddenly there’s an itch in the back of his neck. Like he wants her to touch upon his nape. With lips. With teeth. He doesn’t know when this thought starts flooding his mind, but now it won’t leave.
As he finds somewhere that will offer them privacy, he finds his skin feeling warmer every second. His body aches with want and he realizes too late the familiarities of symptoms that bear resemblance to his suit and to that time he was a rabbit. It’s only then that he also realizes just how nice Astra smells.
Sweating a little with pants, he leans against a tree with Astra in his arms.] Something is wrong… [He shouldn’t be reacting this way.]
[She asks, breathing in his scent eagerly like it was the most soothing smell in the world. It's earthy, sure, but something about it seemed... delicious? Like she couldn't help but feel hunger for the smell of it. She's had a lot of unfortunate practice dealing with hunger pangs during long work hours, but this felt different. This felt almost like a primal need she couldn't ignore, even as she shifts her weight in his arms to try to look for that particular spot that seemed to emit the tastiest odor, his words starting to fall on deaf ears as she nuzzles him with a soft sigh of pleasure.
The shift in his stance makes it easier for her to pull herself closer to him, finding the tasty spot with her lips before she finally tries to get back to standing on her own two feet.]
You smell really good, Mr. Wriothesley.
[So good it was making her temporary cock hurt a lot, something Wriothesley might notice in the way she presses up against his body. Not once or twice, not steadily either, like she was moving her hips on instinct and rubbing it where she could, lips parting so she can mouth at his skin, sucking like she was trying to get a treat from his nape.]
[Feeling the way she seems to seek out his scent and inhale it makes him go weak in the knees and makes his body burn hot. The press of lips and the way she noses at skin has him biting back a whimper. Something inside him seems to preen under the attention, as though pleased to seemingly get the attention from someone like her.
His swallow is audible.] Wrio-Wriothesley is fine. No need for formahhlities. [He can't hold back the moan that slips from his lips, pleasure burning bright as her mouth latches onto his nape. His arms and legs are shaking and he has to be careful letting her down or he would actually drop her. He can barely stay upright himself.
He can feel his body yearning for her. Hunger burns in his gut as he feels her cock pressed between their bodies. She can smell his arousal clearly in his scent.] H-Hah...I didn't think you'd be so quick...
[You know how it goes. A hungry man loses their senses at the scent of a meal, and perhaps Astra could relate with how readily she kisses his neck, humming in delight as the contact soothes some of the primal need she was feeling. Not much though, because in other ways, it flares up the desire even more, as she wiggles in his arms, trying to dislodge herself so she can stand up.]
Wrio, I'm hungry.
[She says, looking up at him with wide eyes, cheeks flushed as she licks her lips.]
What should I do? I feel like-- I really want to eat you.
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Her legs are still quivering, her face flushed as she looks up to see an unfamiliar man who looked-- quite dangerous, honestly. She shies away from a bit, stumbling back because she feels vulnerable, out of control, and she didn't know him.]
I'm fine! I'll be on ma--aaaAAHck!!
[It scared her more than she wanted to admit, the way she doesn't feel like herself, that tripping over her own heels was all she could do as she yelps and crashes to the ground.]
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[Perhaps he might look intimidating, but she'll find that he isn't so different from Evelyn as far as being kind and wanting to help her. Wriothesley immediately moves forward to check if she sustained any injuries and to help her up carefully.]
Hey, I'm not going to do anything you don't want to do. Sorry if I scared you. I was just trying to get a higher vantage point. [The obvious tent is noted, but he doesn't mention it for the moment. He looks at her flushed and sweating face and his brows furrow just a little bit. Wriothesley couldn't smell her pheromones, so he can't say exactly what's happening, though it's obvious.
He reaches to press his palm to her face. It was cool against her warm skin.] There's a stream nearby. You're burning up.
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But the touch was soothing, and while she had initially reacted because of the panic that her body might be undergoing corruption, an instinctive part of her leans into it, like it was just right, even as her newfound appendage ached and made her squirm uncomfortably.]
I-- I'm okay. I apologize for overreacting.
[She says, trying to even out her breathing, to try to get her bearings. The cool touch was so soothing though, enough that it distracted her for a moment, enough that she doesn't even realize she's holding onto his wrist with both hands and rubbing her cheek into his touch. She didn't know she had pheromones, wasn't too aware of what these designations were, so she starts leaking them out heavily in her temporary pleasure. He might not smell it as strongly as omegas, but it might be more obvious as time goes.]
Are you also hunting?
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[He quirks his lips into a wry smile.
And how can she pretend she's okay when she's rubbing her cheeks into his touch like a cat that needs to be placated?
Wriothesley notes a seeming change in the scent around him, but he doesn't really pay too much attention to it. It'll be a mistake that'll cost him later, but he's ignorant in the moment.]
No, actually. Well, I obviously decided to be here on my own accord, but I thought maybe I can help others who are less prepared to be here. Like you. [He taps her nose with his free hand.] I don't really like the idea of treating people like game to hunt, so let me help you? How are you actually feeling?
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[She latches onto the last words, what he says earlier heard but not registered, like her head was swimming in mud with no way of figuring out where up or down is. Still, when he says 'help', it was like a beacon of light to guide her, and she looks at him with wide eyes and a flushed face, suddenly interested.
He still seems a little suspicious, but she's trusted others with less proof. She thinks if he was willing to help her, he might not be such a bad person.]
I've been feeling so, so hot for half an hour now. My body doesn't feel right at all, and-- and this!
[And now she addresses the elephant in the room, or at least, in her skirt, pointing at it tenting her pants.]
It's not a corruption, is it?
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He does try to control his laughter.] I apologize, mademoiselle. Just, your exclamation was so surprising. No, it's probably not the type of corruption you're thinking of. [His smile is at least apologetic.]
It's probably just an effect, or affliction if you want to consider it that, by the designation you received and the game at play. It'll go away once the game is over, so you don't have to worry about it being a permanent thing.
[As for feeling hot, he'll be honest.] You're just feeling really horny, which is probably also because of the game involved. All the effects are aimed to get people to fuck. In the literal sense of the word.
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[She shows him the diamond on the back of her hand, which was the only designation she understood the moment she joined. She had thought they'd be hunting, but what he was saying made no sense to her. An effect? And she was horny? She has never had a penis before, and she knows theoretically that yes, they stand at attention when men were aroused, but did it really feel this intense? She'd been aching for a while now, and what he's saying is aligning to what she was feeling.]
So this is making me feel like this? I don't mean to doubt you but-- what does this have to do with hunting?
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Yeah, that.
[He tucks some hair behind her ear before gently grasping her hand.]
They want you to have sex. You're hunting people like game to fuck. That's what they mean by hunting. [He gestures at her recently acquired cock.] You're hunting people with this.
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With this!?!
[Never mind all his kind gestures and his gentle smile, he just said the most bizarre thing she's heard since she got here.]
I don't even know how to use it! No wait, I haven't even done it the other way?!
[You know, being plowed instead of plowing. Important things.]
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He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. He's caught up in the whole thing, he hasn't really noticed the scent around him has changed. It's been so gradual that it hasn't become obvious in his thoughts.]
Sorry, but those are the rules of this place. They want us to sleep around and you've technically agreed to it when you entered this area.
[Poor girl. This is probably not how one wants to pop their cherry, in a sex resort and suddenly having grown a dick.] What do you want to do? The longer you don't do anything about it, the worst it's gonna be on your body. [He doesn't want to push her too much, but he knows that she'll inevitably need help. Will need to find relief.]
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[She pouts, but she is less upset about it than she probably should be. After all, she has been talking to such a nice person all this time, and he also had such a pleasant atmosphere around him. Maybe because he doesn't seem to be hiding anything?
So she does what she does best in situations like this.
Activating: Puppy dog eyes.]
Can you help me then? Please?
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Mam...there is no need for the puppy eyes. Asking politely would suffice.
Nevermind that she's basically asking him to have sex with her to help her out. Not that he minds it or anything but somehow the way she's asking makes it seems she's asking for a more innocent favor and not the fact she's asking him with a very obvious erection between them.]
Hey, there's no need to give me that look. Let's find somewhere comfortable to settle and I'll help you out.
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[Pussy supremacy and all that, judging by her pout. Still, it's mostly just embarrassing that she doesn't know how she's supposed to deal with it, and clearly asking a man to help with figuring it out was the best way.
Especially one who seems quite easy to convince. She's still a bit dizzy though, the heat of her body feeling too much, and even though he isn't Evelyn, she doesn't really want to move around in this state.
So she opens her arms to him, still with the same puppy dog eyes, because she's going to use the power of them no matter what.]
Carry me, pwease?
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[Astra truly has the energy of what he might expect from a celebrity or royalty of some kind. The expectation in her gaze and the puppy eyes as though batting her eyelashes will get her whatever she wants. It's a damn shame that he definitely is going to feed right into that.
He sighs, a smile still on his lips as he carefully scoops her into his arms. Erection and all.] Let's find somewhere that can afford us a little more privacy.
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[She huffs, but oddly enough she feels comfortable in his arms. Safe enough that she can trust him to carry her off. Maybe it's just because he's been kind and accommodating, maybe it's his muscular body, or maybe it's the nice smell he's been emitting. It's enough for her to sigh happily and wrap her arms around his shoulders, burying her face against his neck and taking in the smell.
She's definitely acting like this is something they always do, humming happily.]
Thank you, Mister-- Oh, I never got your name. Ooh, and you had to see me in this state too.
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[He hasn’t realized he was event emitting any scents. The mix of a chilly wind and the tang of metal with the warmth of something earthy fills Astra’s senses as she buries her face in his neck.
And Wriothesley is finding he isn’t completely unaffected. It’s like suddenly there’s an itch in the back of his neck. Like he wants her to touch upon his nape. With lips. With teeth. He doesn’t know when this thought starts flooding his mind, but now it won’t leave.
As he finds somewhere that will offer them privacy, he finds his skin feeling warmer every second. His body aches with want and he realizes too late the familiarities of symptoms that bear resemblance to his suit and to that time he was a rabbit. It’s only then that he also realizes just how nice Astra smells.
Sweating a little with pants, he leans against a tree with Astra in his arms.] Something is wrong… [He shouldn’t be reacting this way.]
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[She asks, breathing in his scent eagerly like it was the most soothing smell in the world. It's earthy, sure, but something about it seemed... delicious? Like she couldn't help but feel hunger for the smell of it. She's had a lot of unfortunate practice dealing with hunger pangs during long work hours, but this felt different. This felt almost like a primal need she couldn't ignore, even as she shifts her weight in his arms to try to look for that particular spot that seemed to emit the tastiest odor, his words starting to fall on deaf ears as she nuzzles him with a soft sigh of pleasure.
The shift in his stance makes it easier for her to pull herself closer to him, finding the tasty spot with her lips before she finally tries to get back to standing on her own two feet.]
You smell really good, Mr. Wriothesley.
[So good it was making her temporary cock hurt a lot, something Wriothesley might notice in the way she presses up against his body. Not once or twice, not steadily either, like she was moving her hips on instinct and rubbing it where she could, lips parting so she can mouth at his skin, sucking like she was trying to get a treat from his nape.]
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[Feeling the way she seems to seek out his scent and inhale it makes him go weak in the knees and makes his body burn hot. The press of lips and the way she noses at skin has him biting back a whimper. Something inside him seems to preen under the attention, as though pleased to seemingly get the attention from someone like her.
His swallow is audible.] Wrio-Wriothesley is fine. No need for formahhlities. [He can't hold back the moan that slips from his lips, pleasure burning bright as her mouth latches onto his nape. His arms and legs are shaking and he has to be careful letting her down or he would actually drop her. He can barely stay upright himself.
He can feel his body yearning for her. Hunger burns in his gut as he feels her cock pressed between their bodies. She can smell his arousal clearly in his scent.] H-Hah...I didn't think you'd be so quick...
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Wrio, I'm hungry.
[She says, looking up at him with wide eyes, cheeks flushed as she licks her lips.]
What should I do? I feel like-- I really want to eat you.
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