【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
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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G'raha had gotten partway into reading the contract, but the will to see just what was in the conservatory (especially after being stuck being a gopher during the training day) had overridden his will to get through all the fine print.
In hindsight, he may well wish that he'd finished that reading, but experience trumps all else.
Fingers press into him, unsteady little sounds falling from his lips until something bigger-- something that stands a chance of filling him-- enters him in their stead. He claws at the tree with blunt nails, moaning breathlessly and trying his damnedest to keep still.
"Please... please move, Gods--" Was this what sex always felt like? How did people survive this regularly?
Vanitas surprises himself with hoe much he likes the way G'raha sounds when he's desperate. It almost makes him blush. Good thing he can't see him from this angle.
"My my, aren't you demanding." He speaks in a melodic tone to tease him as he takes his time pushing in, letting G'raha feel him bit by bit, slowly. Getting to feel him adjusting and accommodating drives Vanitas a little crazy, but he doesn't keep G'raha waiting much longer. He draws back a bit to thrust forward, hard, face pressed into the back of red hair between those interesting ears.
The tease of the words and the slow, drawn-out pace only serves to draw a low, keening whine from the depths of G'raha's throat, but no further words. It feels nothing short of incredible, with his tail held up and out of the way, nearly curling over his own shoulder--
"Ah--!!"
All thoughts scatter from his mind at that first hard thrust, forehead thudding forward lightly against the tree in front of him.
Vanitas isn't sure what prompts it, but he wraps his fingers around the base of G'raha's tail, stroking along the length of it all the way to the end, petting him the way he might a cat. The sounds G'raha makes have dangerous consequences.
Each moan just causes Vanitas to go that much crazier to fuck him harder, mark him, claim him. These aren't normal thoughts for him, but he doesn't have much control over the frenzy he seems to go into. He helps G'raha hold his tail out of the way as he pounds into him, cock nudging against a certain spot, but maybe it's different for miqote. He'll find out right away.
Other than the full-body shiver that G'raha gives at the attention to his tail, it doesn't seem as though his physiology is all that different from what Vanitas seems to have experience with. While the Miqo'te has studied up on intimacy given his stretches of downtime over the years, he's never been of the mind to put it into practice with just anyone.
Clearly, this place has a way of changing one's mind.
He yowls when that bundle of nerves within him is all but attacked, rocketing swiftly toward even higher heights of pleasure. "Gods, yes--"
Vanitas came to G'raha with a plan. He wanted.. something from him. But the more he tries to recall, the more his brain shuts him down. Like it doesn't want him to acknowledge that there's anything more important than this. The way he moans and shivers, and how exceptionally well G'raha takes his cock. He's completely lost control.
His fingers don't leave his tail, but his other hand wraps around the miqo'te to stroke him in time with his thrusts. Vanitas doesn't foresee himself lasting much longer, but he's so greedy for more of this feeling that he stubbornly holds out for more of it. Most days he isn't even sure he wants to keep breathing, but whatever chemicals are toying with his mind are making him feel good for a change, and he wants to live in this state for as long as he can even as he moans and sweat starts to coat his skin.
G'raha can scarcely think of aught else save for his mate's pleasure, and while he's quite inexperienced outside of encountering alphas inside this dome, he does usually fancy himself a quick study.
...at least, he is when there isn't a hand on his length in conjunction with that bundle of nerves inside of him being pummeled repeatedly.
He still manages to buck back slightly, trying to drive deeper, to... prove himself, in some way. He always feels as though he's proving himself, but this is a deeper, more base urge, with only instinct-- and altered chemistry-- driving him. "I'm close, so close, please- please--"
Vanitas presses closer, biting at G'raha's ears, kissing his neck, sucking a mark against the skin of his shoulder. He finds various ways to underscore his dominance over him as he plows into him in increasingly erratic movements. By the end only his hand is able to continue as his last few thrusts result in his muscles thightening the instant before he spills himself inside G'raha in waves, barely moving as pleasure causes Vanitas' body to shiver.
He stays close, panting and groaning into the back of G'raha's shoulder, not pulling out or drawing away until he gets to feel his mate's release over his fingers.
The bites and kisses and marks left by the former stranger only serve to draw forth more pleasure, to coax forth a plethora of sounds from G'raha's lips that he's scarcely made before.
And then, he feels it-- feels Vanitas filling him, breeding him, and that carnal part of his mind howls in victory and relinquishes its hold for the time being. With his alpha pleasured, only then is he allowed his own. He also goes mostly still, save for the way his body seems to try to milk the length inside him for every last drop possible-- he spills over pale fingers with a ragged gasp that trails into a sweet moan, only barely keeping himself upright against the trunk of the tree.
Vanitas is the one to try holding G'raha up on his feet even though his own legs were nearing the point of untrustworthy. He stays buried inside him and keeps his teeth against his skin until he has to draw away to catch his breath. Even now that it's over, whatever this was, he still feels a lingering sense of something. He doesn't want to leave yet.
There's a long silence between them before Vanitas manages to say anything. "I've never done that before." This is not how he thought his virginity would be lost but he's not one to be overly sentimental about these things. Better to be rid of it now and get something out of it in this place. He wipes G'raha's release on the trunk of the tree, slowly pulling out from him but staying close for reasons he can't really place.
G'raha all but collapses against the tree when Vanitas pulls away, still trying to recover, to wade through the pleasure and back to his sense of self-- or at least as close as this place will let him come.
He hears the words, but his brain works its way through them slowly, part of his changes in here feeling somewhat wounded at his release being wiped away instead of licked away. "Ah... nor have I, in this way," he admits, still breathless.
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In hindsight, he may well wish that he'd finished that reading, but experience trumps all else.
Fingers press into him, unsteady little sounds falling from his lips until something bigger-- something that stands a chance of filling him-- enters him in their stead. He claws at the tree with blunt nails, moaning breathlessly and trying his damnedest to keep still.
"Please... please move, Gods--" Was this what sex always felt like? How did people survive this regularly?
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"My my, aren't you demanding." He speaks in a melodic tone to tease him as he takes his time pushing in, letting G'raha feel him bit by bit, slowly. Getting to feel him adjusting and accommodating drives Vanitas a little crazy, but he doesn't keep G'raha waiting much longer. He draws back a bit to thrust forward, hard, face pressed into the back of red hair between those interesting ears.
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"Ah--!!"
All thoughts scatter from his mind at that first hard thrust, forehead thudding forward lightly against the tree in front of him.
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Each moan just causes Vanitas to go that much crazier to fuck him harder, mark him, claim him. These aren't normal thoughts for him, but he doesn't have much control over the frenzy he seems to go into. He helps G'raha hold his tail out of the way as he pounds into him, cock nudging against a certain spot, but maybe it's different for miqote. He'll find out right away.
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Clearly, this place has a way of changing one's mind.
He yowls when that bundle of nerves within him is all but attacked, rocketing swiftly toward even higher heights of pleasure. "Gods, yes--"
cw: romanticizing death
His fingers don't leave his tail, but his other hand wraps around the miqo'te to stroke him in time with his thrusts. Vanitas doesn't foresee himself lasting much longer, but he's so greedy for more of this feeling that he stubbornly holds out for more of it. Most days he isn't even sure he wants to keep breathing, but whatever chemicals are toying with his mind are making him feel good for a change, and he wants to live in this state for as long as he can even as he moans and sweat starts to coat his skin.
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...at least, he is when there isn't a hand on his length in conjunction with that bundle of nerves inside of him being pummeled repeatedly.
He still manages to buck back slightly, trying to drive deeper, to... prove himself, in some way. He always feels as though he's proving himself, but this is a deeper, more base urge, with only instinct-- and altered chemistry-- driving him. "I'm close, so close, please- please--"
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He stays close, panting and groaning into the back of G'raha's shoulder, not pulling out or drawing away until he gets to feel his mate's release over his fingers.
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And then, he feels it-- feels Vanitas filling him, breeding him, and that carnal part of his mind howls in victory and relinquishes its hold for the time being. With his alpha pleasured, only then is he allowed his own. He also goes mostly still, save for the way his body seems to try to milk the length inside him for every last drop possible-- he spills over pale fingers with a ragged gasp that trails into a sweet moan, only barely keeping himself upright against the trunk of the tree.
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There's a long silence between them before Vanitas manages to say anything. "I've never done that before." This is not how he thought his virginity would be lost but he's not one to be overly sentimental about these things. Better to be rid of it now and get something out of it in this place. He wipes G'raha's release on the trunk of the tree, slowly pulling out from him but staying close for reasons he can't really place.
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He hears the words, but his brain works its way through them slowly, part of his changes in here feeling somewhat wounded at his release being wiped away instead of licked away. "Ah... nor have I, in this way," he admits, still breathless.