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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. 】
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♦ 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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It's always Personas... Makes a guy feel a little unwanted, honestly. Well, you'll be in good company here, at least. There's a few of you guys who use your little head demons around here.
[ Another long, forlorn sigh. It's mostly done for the dramatics of it. ]
Anyway, sorry for biting the shit out of you. I was hoping I could get in a few cheap shots and win.
[ Minato blinks. More Persona users? ...had other members of SEES landed here too? That... makes things a little awkward. Eccentric sex resort aside, some of them had probably attended his funeral. Whoops.
In any event, Minato dips his head in apology again. ]
...it's okay. Sorry for hitting you.
[ Technically speaking, Minato's the one who started it. ]
I... thought I could finish it fast. And then leave.
[ Honestly, he doesn't blame the guy for trying to take a few cheap shots. He would have done the same. ]
...you don't breathe, do you? Why?
[ They can get to why it looked like he enjoyed the taste of human flesh later. ]
I'm a demon. Think of me I guess more like those little guys you can summon. Where I'm from, they're demons, and I happen to be the king of them.
[ He waves his hand dismissively. ]
So even if I look human, I don't need the same things as them to survive. I used to be human for what it's worth though, and evil isn't really my thing despite my title.
[ So he's the king of Personas. A king of demons... Minato Arisato picked a fight with royalty. ]
Oh.
[ It seems there are no hard feelings though? ]
...is that why --
[ Wait, no -- it's rude to assume you tasted good because someone's a demon, isn't it? So Minato shakes his head to dismiss the question he'd started to ask. ]
Never mind.
[ He can bring something else up though, something he'd just recalled. ]
Minato's surprised to hear that though. ...maybe there really is someone else walking around with a giant scar across their nose? In fact, he even looks confused by the other's assessment. ]
Oh.
[ Huh. ]
He helped me on the training field.
[ Didn't seem too bad a person in Minato's eyes? ]
Yeah, sounds like him. He hates demons, and I get it considering he calls himself a demon slayer or whatever, but I told him I had zero plans on eating or hurting anyone here months ago, and he still is rude to me despite the fact I've only been nice to him.
[ GENYA IS A MEANIE BO-BEANIE!!!
Anyway. Kazuya drops himself out of a crouching position now, since Minato seems incredibly intent on having this conversation on the floor. That's fine, he guesses. ]
Anyway, enough about him. You won the fight, and I'm not about to let it turn into a future favour, so what? Want a blowjob or something?
[ Makes sense. A self-proclaimed "demon slayer" probably doesn't get along with Mr. King of Demons. ]
...what?
[ Is this a trick? Did this guy really want to eat him after all? Lure him into a false sense of compliance while sucking him off before going in for the metaphorical kill. Or even worse: a lead-up to getting his dick bitten off??
Minato swallows and backs into the wall a little more. ]
No, I -- It's fine. I don't want anything.
[ He's seen the damage those teeth can do first-hand, okay? ]
[ How can someone so skittish have kicked his ass...
Oh right, he hadn't had his powers. Kazuya just frowns as this guy tries to flatten himself against, and seemingly try to disappear into the wall. Someone's nervous!
Considering what he did to the others arm, he can see why. ]
... You know I'm not going to bite your dick off, right? I have zero interest in eating you in general, quite frankly. But if you don't want that, pick something else. I can give you a hand-job or ride you or whatever.
[ Oh. ...well, in that case, it's probably best to quickly get it over with and set the loser free from the deal. ]
...okay. That's fine then.
[ Right now? If the point is to get it over with, here is as good of a place as anywhere else. Minato sighs and leans forward a bit, back no longer stuck as closely as before to the wall.
First it was flesh, then it was blood. Perhaps allowing this stranger to taste even more of him was simply the natural course of events. ]
[ A year ago he would have balked at that kind of thing. Now it's really just par for the course. It's not like he hadn't come across people doing worse in public.
Either way, maybe the stranger isn't comfortable with that. Maybe he is, hence him asking even as he moves to fiddle with his soon-to-be partners pants. ]
[ It's a purely utilitarian act, and heading back to one of their rooms would only add more strings that make Minato feel even more wary about his budding, strange relationship with the teen who shares his face.
...it's not fair for the other person to be stuck in this devil's deal. After all, it didn't seem like he'd been thrown into the ring by his own volition.
So he'll permit the other to remove his pants without much fuss. They're both probably still covered in sweat from the earlier ordeal, and neither of them had the chance to scrub their faces of dried blood. There's nothing sentimental about it at all, and that might just be the way Minato prefers it. ]
You should care a little, at least as far as being comfortable.
[ Weirdo. This guy who has his face is weird.
Whatever. His pants are off- rather down enough for the act without any fuss, and Kazuya just sort of gives him A Look when he notices that his ex-opponent isn't even remotely hard.
Sheesh, talk about a tough crowd. ]
You weren't kidding when you said you weren't looking for anything, huh? What was the big deal with jumping me so bad then? Talk about rude. I thought you were going to end up trying to fuck me into the ring like some of the other guys were doing to each other.
[ How comfortable he feels is secondary to whatever needs to get done, whatever task is placed before his eyes. This is no different.
Still, Minato can't help but let out a breath at his former opponent's comments. Did he truly not believe him when he said he wasn't interested? ]
...is that why you looked so scared?
[ In truth, the thought of doing that had never crossed his mind.
Minato's gaze falls away as he shakes his head, though parts his thighs to make a little more space for the other teen. ]
Everyone there said to fight, so... I did.
[ ...not so different from throwing himself into SEES without asking further questions, really. That unflinching confidence his former teammates had oftentimes praised, perhaps it had actually stemmed from that same one-track mind. ]
[ Flat out. He doesn't like knowing what someone else is capable of, and he likes to be in control of the situation in general, especially when it comes to sex.
His hand moves, to gently grope and caress Minato's soft length to try and stir him into some kind of arousal. ]
It's even worse when you have no way to fight back. Of course I was afraid, you know. And maybe you should start questioning things a little more instead of attacking people. You could have at least let me throw the match without hurting me.
[ His hands bracing himself against the floor curl into fists as the other teen strokes over him. His efforts at least coax a slight twitch from my him, but nothing more. ]
...Arisato Minato.
[ Trust this stranger to throw the match? No way. Which is ironic, considering he's trusting him not to try anything funny while sitting between his legs.
And because he can't think of anything else to say for himself, he only comes up with one word: ]
[ Well, now that the introductions are done and out of the way, he can focus a little more on what it is that he's doing here between Minato's legs, which admittedly isn't a whole lot more than just stroking him, waiting for him to get at least a little harder than absolutely flaccid before he puts him in his mouth. ]
I'll grab you a bite to eat after this. My treat for making you into a bite to eat earlier.
[ Said with the same tone someone might use while talking about the weather. ]
[ The fists of Minato's hands unclench as Kazuya makes his offer. He's not sure what feels worse: having someone prep him in a purely utilitarian manner as he's propped against a hard wall, or being offered that tiny token of kindness in spite of getting off on the wrong foot.
He doesn't know. Dwelling on it will only give him a headache. Still, he lets out a shaky breath and nods, some of the mounting tension in his shoulders finally easing from them. ]
...okay.
[ A quiet pair of syllables as he swallows, feeling himself at least starting to get on his way to arousal. Voicing agreement, even if it comes out sounding a little ashamed, is probably better than another apology. ]
[It takes longer than he'd entirely like, to get Minato worked up. Even with as nonchalant as the other is being about this entire situation, Kazuya thinks he could put in a little more work himself to help.
It's awkward as hell, giving someone a hand-job in silence.
At least he does eventually get harder in his hand, and that means he can shuffle his body down to tease his tongue along the length of him. No point in looking up at the other as he works, because Kazuya's fairly certain he won't see anything like desire in his eyes, just that same quasi-bored expression.]
[ The hall is entirely silent, empty save for the two people at one of its walls. That lull is suddenly broken, punctuated by Minato's sharp gasp upon feeling Kazuya's warm tongue against him. Teeth sink into his lower lip as he lifts the hand with a torn sleeve, pressing his knuckles against his mouth.
The impassive expression is gone, consumed by rising heat from undeniable physical sensation. Minato squeezes his eyes shut, seeking refuge within that darkness. This doesn't mean anything. It's solely a transactional agreement, a means to quickly sever the connection that binds them together.
...still, that doesn't mean it won't feel good, and he grows harder against Kazuya's tongue, knees falling apart to grant him better access. ]
[ With Minato's legs falling further apart, it means that he can slide himself in, better slot himself against the other's body to tease and toy at his cock with his mouth.
It's purely utilitarian, and doesn't even do anything for himself, annoyingly enough. Hopefully this guy is at least easy, so they don't have to go at this longer than strictly necessary.
At least he'll probably get a card out of it.
Once Minato's cock is fully hard, thats when he moves to suck slowly on the head of it, lowering himself incrementally down the length of it as he works, one hand moving to gently pump what he doesn't take into his mouth. ]
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[ He nods. That confirms it, then.
He crosses his arms in his lap, still squatting in front of him. ]
Demons? Or Personas?
[ Maybe this guy who looks like he could be a relative of his might actually be from his world. ]
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There's no reaction from Minato as he's asked about demons. But at the term "Personas," his eyes light up with recognition. ]
...what?
[ Why does this guy know about them? Minato stares back at him and -- this guy... Doesn't he look a little like him?
What's with this weird, spooky resort, not just taking all of his belongings but throwing a doppelganger at him too... ]
...Personas.
[ Not demons. Sorry to disappoint, Kazuya. ]
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It's always Personas... Makes a guy feel a little unwanted, honestly. Well, you'll be in good company here, at least. There's a few of you guys who use your little head demons around here.
[ Another long, forlorn sigh. It's mostly done for the dramatics of it. ]
Anyway, sorry for biting the shit out of you. I was hoping I could get in a few cheap shots and win.
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In any event, Minato dips his head in apology again. ]
...it's okay. Sorry for hitting you.
[ Technically speaking, Minato's the one who started it. ]
I... thought I could finish it fast. And then leave.
[ Honestly, he doesn't blame the guy for trying to take a few cheap shots. He would have done the same. ]
...you don't breathe, do you? Why?
[ They can get to why it looked like he enjoyed the taste of human flesh later. ]
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[ He waves his hand dismissively. ]
So even if I look human, I don't need the same things as them to survive. I used to be human for what it's worth though, and evil isn't really my thing despite my title.
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Oh.
[ It seems there are no hard feelings though? ]
...is that why --
[ Wait, no -- it's rude to assume you tasted good because someone's a demon, isn't it? So Minato shakes his head to dismiss the question he'd started to ask. ]
Never mind.
[ He can bring something else up though, something he'd just recalled. ]
...someone here asked me if I had a cousin.
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It is pretty weird how similar we look. But I guess that's bound to happen with infinite realties, or whatever. Who was it?
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...
[ What was that guy's name again? ]
He had a really big scar across his nose.
[ Minato hopes there isn't more than one person running around this resort with a giant scar on his face. ]
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[ Flat. Dismissive. ]
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Minato's surprised to hear that though. ...maybe there really is someone else walking around with a giant scar across their nose? In fact, he even looks confused by the other's assessment. ]
Oh.
[ Huh. ]
He helped me on the training field.
[ Didn't seem too bad a person in Minato's eyes? ]
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[ GENYA IS A MEANIE BO-BEANIE!!!
Anyway. Kazuya drops himself out of a crouching position now, since Minato seems incredibly intent on having this conversation on the floor. That's fine, he guesses. ]
Anyway, enough about him. You won the fight, and I'm not about to let it turn into a future favour, so what? Want a blowjob or something?
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...what?
[ Is this a trick? Did this guy really want to eat him after all? Lure him into a false sense of compliance while sucking him off before going in for the metaphorical kill. Or even worse: a lead-up to getting his dick bitten off??
Minato swallows and backs into the wall a little more. ]
No, I -- It's fine. I don't want anything.
[ He's seen the damage those teeth can do first-hand, okay? ]
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Oh right, he hadn't had his powers. Kazuya just frowns as this guy tries to flatten himself against, and seemingly try to disappear into the wall. Someone's nervous!
Considering what he did to the others arm, he can see why. ]
... You know I'm not going to bite your dick off, right? I have zero interest in eating you in general, quite frankly. But if you don't want that, pick something else. I can give you a hand-job or ride you or whatever.
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...okay. That's fine then.
[ Right now? If the point is to get it over with, here is as good of a place as anywhere else. Minato sighs and leans forward a bit, back no longer stuck as closely as before to the wall.
First it was flesh, then it was blood. Perhaps allowing this stranger to taste even more of him was simply the natural course of events. ]
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[ A year ago he would have balked at that kind of thing. Now it's really just par for the course. It's not like he hadn't come across people doing worse in public.
Either way, maybe the stranger isn't comfortable with that. Maybe he is, hence him asking even as he moves to fiddle with his soon-to-be partners pants. ]
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[ It's a purely utilitarian act, and heading back to one of their rooms would only add more strings that make Minato feel even more wary about his budding, strange relationship with the teen who shares his face.
...it's not fair for the other person to be stuck in this devil's deal. After all, it didn't seem like he'd been thrown into the ring by his own volition.
So he'll permit the other to remove his pants without much fuss. They're both probably still covered in sweat from the earlier ordeal, and neither of them had the chance to scrub their faces of dried blood. There's nothing sentimental about it at all, and that might just be the way Minato prefers it. ]
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[ Weirdo. This guy who has his face is weird.
Whatever. His pants are off- rather down enough for the act without any fuss, and Kazuya just sort of gives him A Look when he notices that his ex-opponent isn't even remotely hard.
Sheesh, talk about a tough crowd. ]
You weren't kidding when you said you weren't looking for anything, huh? What was the big deal with jumping me so bad then? Talk about rude. I thought you were going to end up trying to fuck me into the ring like some of the other guys were doing to each other.
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[ How comfortable he feels is secondary to whatever needs to get done, whatever task is placed before his eyes. This is no different.
Still, Minato can't help but let out a breath at his former opponent's comments. Did he truly not believe him when he said he wasn't interested? ]
...is that why you looked so scared?
[ In truth, the thought of doing that had never crossed his mind.
Minato's gaze falls away as he shakes his head, though parts his thighs to make a little more space for the other teen. ]
Everyone there said to fight, so... I did.
[ ...not so different from throwing himself into SEES without asking further questions, really. That unflinching confidence his former teammates had oftentimes praised, perhaps it had actually stemmed from that same one-track mind. ]
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[ Flat out. He doesn't like knowing what someone else is capable of, and he likes to be in control of the situation in general, especially when it comes to sex.
His hand moves, to gently grope and caress Minato's soft length to try and stir him into some kind of arousal. ]
It's even worse when you have no way to fight back. Of course I was afraid, you know. And maybe you should start questioning things a little more instead of attacking people. You could have at least let me throw the match without hurting me.
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Arisato.
[ His hands bracing himself against the floor curl into fists as the other teen strokes over him. His efforts at least coax a slight twitch from my him, but nothing more. ]
...Arisato Minato.
[ Trust this stranger to throw the match? No way. Which is ironic, considering he's trusting him not to try anything funny while sitting between his legs.
And because he can't think of anything else to say for himself, he only comes up with one word: ]
...sorry.
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[ Well, now that the introductions are done and out of the way, he can focus a little more on what it is that he's doing here between Minato's legs, which admittedly isn't a whole lot more than just stroking him, waiting for him to get at least a little harder than absolutely flaccid before he puts him in his mouth. ]
I'll grab you a bite to eat after this. My treat for making you into a bite to eat earlier.
[ Said with the same tone someone might use while talking about the weather. ]
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He doesn't know. Dwelling on it will only give him a headache. Still, he lets out a shaky breath and nods, some of the mounting tension in his shoulders finally easing from them. ]
...okay.
[ A quiet pair of syllables as he swallows, feeling himself at least starting to get on his way to arousal. Voicing agreement, even if it comes out sounding a little ashamed, is probably better than another apology. ]
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It's awkward as hell, giving someone a hand-job in silence.
At least he does eventually get harder in his hand, and that means he can shuffle his body down to tease his tongue along the length of him. No point in looking up at the other as he works, because Kazuya's fairly certain he won't see anything like desire in his eyes, just that same quasi-bored expression.]
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The impassive expression is gone, consumed by rising heat from undeniable physical sensation. Minato squeezes his eyes shut, seeking refuge within that darkness. This doesn't mean anything. It's solely a transactional agreement, a means to quickly sever the connection that binds them together.
...still, that doesn't mean it won't feel good, and he grows harder against Kazuya's tongue, knees falling apart to grant him better access. ]
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It's purely utilitarian, and doesn't even do anything for himself, annoyingly enough. Hopefully this guy is at least easy, so they don't have to go at this longer than strictly necessary.
At least he'll probably get a card out of it.
Once Minato's cock is fully hard, thats when he moves to suck slowly on the head of it, lowering himself incrementally down the length of it as he works, one hand moving to gently pump what he doesn't take into his mouth. ]
"at least he'll probably get a card out of it" unless.......?
minato is the one making this bad and that is SO FUNNY to me
PLEASE HE'LL MAKE IT UP I SWEAR
hmmm [x] doubt
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