【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ She's killing him. Killing him. Sure, he's out here half-dressed handing out water bottles, but shouldn't some grandeur be shining through anyway? Isn't that what makes a king? What would his father think if he could see this sad display...
He has to do something. What's a cool demon lord move everyone knows? It's teleporting in just to taunt the hero, surely. He snaps his fingers (well, he tries to, they're wet so it doesn't really make a sound...) and appears above her, floating in the air. ]
How about this? Do you understand whose presence you're in now, girl?
[ He's trying to affect his, uh, stage voice but it's kind of late at this point... also he might be upskirting himself here. ]
[Vanitas doesn't have a good understanding of what a pop idol might be, so he listens but the more he learns the more confused he becomes about it. Purely out of politeness, he nods like he understands.]
When I was a child, I traveled with my parents in a performance troupe.
[His mother was a performer, and his father a successful doctor that had fallen in love and been disowned by his family for his decision to be with her. Her act didn't involve any hip thrusting though, so he'll be surprised to hear about that.]
I've seen truly horrifying people, and most of them have been humans. But everyone is capable of evil. [And everyone is also capable of good. That part is harder for Vanitas to keep in mind without reminders.]
Ah, yes. Jeanne. She has short blonde hair, and very big..you know. [He gestures to his chest with his hands in front of him like he's holding two invisible melons.] She was a bourreau, an executioner, during the war. It was love at first sight. [He nods solmnly like it might spark a bit more credibility.]
[ leona might as well be a neverending font of precome at this point; doesn't matter how used he gets to anything, it always feels like the first or second time. thank the diamond suit for many things but definitely not this one? insatiability, whether he wants it or not and when he does feel full and pleased, it's only the afterglow that makes him wonder if it'll hit hard again the next time. and the next time. and the next.
so as he feels the shape, the girth, the length of that dick inside of him? he can properly admire it. leaning toward bakugo as to flex around him, encourage him to go deeper while also providing additional tension through that bit of movement. ]
What do ya think? [ oh, the profanity never stops with him. ] Gotta find creative ways to fuck 'round without havin' to get too involved. Jealous?
That sounds lovely, but are you sure? I wouldn't want to be any kind of inconvenience.
[ She's already been so helpful ... and while Makoto certainly wouldn't mind having something to eat, she also doesn't want to abuse a stranger's generosity. ]
[ maybe more defiance would have been good, but - there's absolutely no way that dan heng is going to complain about this.
so instead he leans back on his hands with a soft, rushed exhale, his heart skipping and thighs spreading further open. it isn't long before reno gets what he wants, his hot, skilled tongue coaxing free not one but two cocks, liberally ridged and a soft teal in color, save for the blush pink tips. ]
[thought so, Minato says, and Akira laughs against their kiss, breathless and amused and perhaps a little bit sheepish at being so thoroughly seen. then again. . . being seen every once and a while isn't a bad thing, is it?]
[. . .]
[not. . . by Minato, at least]
Hey, hey. . . can't help myself.
[Akira is less careful with the underwear than he was with the thigh highs, but he still doesn't rush the removal process. he still lets fingers trace the muscles of Minato's thighs and calves, committing each shape to memory via touch, warm and longing. but he also doesn't peel them off slowly-- not now that the fire of want has made him a bit more eager]
[in the end, they come all the way off, tugged carefully between Minato's feet. . . and then lifted so he can get a good look at the lacy garment, red ribbons and all]
[This is unlike any of her encounters so far. Not that she's had many — despite everyone reassuring her of their openness to the idea, she had stalled on asking for such a thing. Talking about it. It was so uncomfortable to do when she'd spent so long fending off rumors...
The tattoo that has begun to spread along her back is testament to this, but she doesn't want to dwell on it now, when she's trying to make sure Makoto was comfortable. She leans forward, just a little. Her smile is warm, and a little sad.]
It'd be better to do this, um... [Now the way she twirls a strand of hair around her fingers is nervous.] the normal way? After you dated someone and got to know them. But we've talked about it — m-me and the others, I mean. [There's a flush to her cheeks, but she barrels on, in more of a rush now.] And it didn't sound bad, you know? ... It actually sounded nice.
[ She should absolutely be worried of the possibility of him saying whatever he wants. There’s no promises here; this young woman presents herself as poised, organized, and a little bit of a perfectionist. Everything that Obikawa clearly is not. ]
It’ll probably be easier to think on the fly than have everything planned ahead. At least for stuff like this. [ He bites into his apple, smearing the gloss that was meticulously applied on his lips. Her request - or her demand - is met with a raised brow and a low chuckle. ] What’s wrong with a little surprise? Are you saying you wouldn’t be able to keep up?
[A noble and considerate decision considering this place is essentially a living sex prison. It sure isn't ideal, but at least they have the freedom to choose their partners and the things like do, generally speaking. Nobody's standing over them with a whip like some weird BDSM porno film dominatrix.]
Booo... [Almost childishly he pouts at being told to shut it, but he does all the same, not wanting to provoke a fight. He's hoping to make friends here, not facilitate antagonism between himself and Bakugo. It's true that a person's common sense is challenged where friends are involved, but at the same time it means they can fight harder and rest easy knowing they have reliable backup.
Nope, definitely a Japanese guy, just one who delights in getting to try different things now and then. Yato does similarly, leaning his elbows on the table afterwards so he can eye Bakugo curiously.]
Well, shit, how was I supposed to know? I just got here! [His pout only grows as he rests his chin in his hands. Already his head is starting to hurt trying to wrap itself around all this technical bs.] Not even gonna attempt to guess at where it is. Not without a look myself. It's possible it's lurking in the shadows of the Far Shore - the spirit realm. Seems like a big ass ayakashi to me.
[He's hoping it's at least got a foot or leg or tentacle in his own world so maybe if he finds the right exit he can just easily slip back home.]
The lighting around them goes dark as if on cue, a drift of smoke from a nearby machine drifting across the floor. It all seems like a little much to him personally, but then again, he's also never been put in a position quite like this.
Karmin's smile grows, warm and easygoing, quite unlike the part he's supposed to be playing. He's enjoying himself so far, and it seems like G'raha is as well. So the more into it his partner seems to get, the more encouraged he really is, and the hand at G'raha's leg slides up the muscle of his thigh to grip his backside just shy of his tail and the jewelry around it. Between them, the heat intensifies, and his barely-clothed groin presses up to meet the stretched fabric of the other's costume. He could tear it with a claw, if he wanted to.
"Tell me, have you ever been with someone like me before?" he murmurs, deep red eyes fixed on G'raha's face while at the same time, his hand curls around that twitching tail.
[Said against his arousal as he finally tugs the fabric downward to free his heated length. One hand cradles the side as he presses heated kisses along it, letting the heat from it travel down his lips to his stomach where it starts to simmer slowly.
The noises that Minato makes help it along, feeding more fuel to that slowly growing fire. A brief glance upwards catches sight of reddened cheeks, a deep flush on his face that travels just down to his throat. Surely he must be feeling a little warmer now then, right? Kazuya's tongue peaks out just slightly, running across the tip slowly, savouring the taste of him.]
( to his credit, the cove does have the acoustics for the vibe he's trying for. she also wasn't quite expecting him to appear where he does, which is a bit annoying. ultimately a her problem, though. the flying is.. . ..
she's not going to look up anymore she thinks. should she tell him??
but he does know he's still half dressed right? and that he offered to wash her hair like a few seconds ago?
then he calls her 'girl' everything else flies over her head. if he thought she was intense before, she definitely just crushed the small conch shell in her hand. )
Don't call me that. ( but hey, no thrown rocks! just a girl in a mermaid getup washing pieces off her hand with the saltwater. ) I have a name, and it's Nei.
It's very nice to meet you.
( ... )
Now come down, please.
( she doesn't want to have this exchange with this view, ok! that would be an insane introduction!!! )
[Reno only pulls away for a moment when those cocks appear out of that slit, and he looks up briefly at Dan Heng, an almost devilish grin on his lips, before he leans back down.
He parts his lips and takes the upper one into his mouth, lips sliding along the textured skin(?), while one of his hands wrap around the other cock, to start and gently stroke it. He's not intending to make Dan Heng cum just yet, but make him hard and horny enough for him.
Besides, Reno loves sucking dick so much, he's not gonna let the chance of sucking two dragon dicks at once pass.]
it's going to be one interesting afternoon, if nothing else. )
Don't put words in my mouth.
( that was barely a even a taunt by most standards, and still she bristles! she's not sure who picked the cast list for this one, but they sure fucked it if they thought pairing her with him was a good idea for a scene like this. princesses probably shouldn't even entertain the notion of choking someone with their own braid? she doesn't let it linger too long at least, and scoffs instead. )
I'd rather show up prepared. There's a difference!
( pointed, because backing down of her own accord is unfortunately rather rare. )
But if that's how you want to play it, then fine.
( now whether or not she knows how to improvise like that is another thing entirely, but she's really not thinking that far ahead right now because she's got some other thing to nitpick at. )
Can you stop messing up your makeup in the meantime??
[ She hadn't actually said the words, but there was no other way to interpret what Ann was saying ... yet, despite that, Makoto still couldn't quite believe what she was hearing.
[ It made sense, of course ... that Ann would have discussed what it would be like to actually have that kind of relationship ... many of their peers already had, and in a place that seemed entirely preoccupied with sex, it would have been harder not to think about it even without the added "incentives".
[ If Makoto had been here first - if she'd had the time to breathe and consider things - she would have talked about it with the others first, too. It would have been awkward beyond belief ... but if she would have felt safe with anyone, it would be one of them.
[ Ann's probably thinking all the same things now ... and for her, given the harassment she suffered from Kamoshida and the rumors that created, it had to be even more complicated and fraught. It must have been terrifying, saying what she had said ...
[ And here Makoto was, shocked into silence and staring helplessly in the face of that.
[ That realization shifted something in her. She swallowed, trying to clear the lump in her throat. ]
Y-you would want to ...?
[ For all the halting uncertainty in her voice ... Makoto wasn't moving away. ]
[ tfw he's from the 2000's so the idea of digital money must be novel to him.......
and look, it's no problem. the resort is vast -- perhaps a little too vast that it can be a little city all on its own. any new guest can easily get lost here, and natori's fortunate that the outfit ishmael's wearing is making her less belligerent when it comes to showing people around.
she does raise her brow at him, though, on the way to the nearest craft store she knows. ]
Your... hair? [ he's really saying this to a girlie with an absurd length of hair, help ] No, it's fine. Master Natori need not worry about finances. I shall pay for you.
[ it's just washi paper. anyone can afford that much. ]
[While Xiao Xingchen doubts the incubus' words, it does allow him to act with less worry. This bottle contains a liquid specifically for his division of exorcists to help tame demons such as these.
(Of course, it certainly isn't anything like that. It's only a prop that that was placed in his clothing by the staff - picked specifically because one of them thought it would look more magical on camera - and he somehow supplied a story justifying it.)
With the lube spread across his fingers, he still tries leveraging his weight over the incubus, leaning in to catch his lips in another kiss. His tongue licks deep inside, the kiss both oppressive and desperate to not allow one who's surely more experienced even the slightest advantage. His hand reaches lower, towards the cleft of the incubus' ass. It's difficult to reach from this angle, but he can't cede this advantage. Too easily the tables can turn.
He can only hope that this will distract the demon to relent with his touch as well...]
[Well it'd be appalling of him to barter his servant's hair instead of his own... Not to mention that exorcist hair is a much hotter commodity than normie hair, no matter how nice it is (sorry Ish). Not that borrowing money from a normie stranger who is dealing with a possession would be any better, but... He doesn't really have a lot of options. He shouldn't have bought this expensive drink, ugh.]
Are you sure? I'll pay you back, I promise. [He's 100% sincere about that one-- as if to emphasize that, he stops momentarily to stare deep into her eyes, as if looking through to the real person underneath. But just for a second.
When they do get to the craft store, it's enough of a relief that he claps his hands together.] This is perfect, Ishmael-san. I knew I could count on you.
[He can browse the supplies on his own time; he brushes his fingers over the assorted craft paper just long enough to confirm the quality, grabs a piece, and then pivots to an inkbrush pen.]
This is all I need! Please let me know how much it was.
[ Finally the layer of lace and cloth interfering with Akira's touch is off, and -- does he really need to lift it up and inspect it like that? ]
...it was getting a little tight.
[ Even before Akira started running his hands over him, there hadn't been much breathing room. On the other hand, there'd been a pretty vast collection of underwear at the costume department, some of them even more sheer, and others hardly counted as an article of clothing.
So all things considered -- could certainly be worse. ]
But pretty tough to run in them.
[ There's an amused smile on his face as he leans forward a bit, propping one knee up to rest and elbow on it, cradling his chin stop his knuckles. ]
...worth it, though.
[ Considering the look in Akira's eye. Just saying. ]
[ Connecting with one another whenever the opportunity presents itself -- one might even call it the essence of what makes life meaningful. There isn't any reason why it shouldn't hold true here too.
There are other reasons, of course, as to why Minato would encourage others to say hello to Kotone. In spite of her sunny disposition... there's a deep-seated loneliness that's rooted within her heart.
Maybe someday it'll loosen its hold on her. ]
...yeah. It makes being stuck here a little easier.
[ For those who weren't comfortable with receiving "help" from strangers, building rapport with those around them was even more important. ]
At least -- that's what others said when I got here.
[ Even if "I don't hate it," isn't exactly rousing praise, it's plenty for Minato. There's a quiet sigh of relief as Kazuya finally frees him from the confines of lace and ribbon, arousal stirring even further as it's shown even more affectionate attention. ]
Is that --
[ "so," would be the final syllable, but it dies on Minato's tongue when Kazuya runs his tongue across him. The word never makes it past a gasp as Minato's head falls to the side, panting against a plush pillow. Every offered touch is amplified, even without being able to see past the fabric bunched at his waist. ]
I think -- it's working...?
[ Or at least, he can his feel his body temperature slowly starting rise, all in proportion to the heat that starts to coil within his stomach. Otherwise, perhaps it's that Kazuya offers a distraction from the uncomfortable cold that settled into his bones. ]
[ Minato wouldn't take it personally at all if Bakugo chose to leave him behind. It's still a success in his eyes if just one person can flee the scourge of paparazzi. Except, Bakugo doesn't pick up his pace. He reaches out to grab onto Minato's dress, tugging him forward with some pointed urgency.
And because Minato's always been good at following directions, he does exactly as Bakugo commands, leaping forward and throwing his arms around the other's neck. He's not entirely certain what escape plan the other teen has up his sleeve, but given the sound of sparks crackling at Bakugo's palm --
The memory of Bakugo leaping from a tall bookcase before catching himself with his explosion palms resurfaces. Minato had seen him break his falls from the force of the blasts, and while he hadn't personally witnessed the other guest using his quirk in different ways --
Minato's hold on Bakugo tightens as he puts two and two together, all while carefully trying not to unintentionally strangle him. ]
[Even Reno has to admit that the dragon's dick looks pretty impressive, and for once, he's not sure if he'll be able to take it all. He's a size queen for sure, and by now he takes Rude's cock with ease, but this is yet another challenge. But one he is willing to try, bad porn movie or not.
reno huffs, wondering if it's the dragon lord speaking, or Bakugo himself, because he feels like both of them might have a very short fuse. No pun intended. But he quickly catches up on what Bakugo is trying to do with the limited movements of what the dragon can do, and he rolls onto his stomach and gets onto his hands and knees as if he's about to crawl away. Well at least the question of back or front has been decided now, he guesses.
Trying to - badly - escape the dragon's claw, he pretends to crawl away, but be held back by the weight of the claw on his back, while he glances up over his shoulder. The dress he's wearing is just so covering what needs to be covered, the slits to either side though exposing his legs as he tries to move.]
But... [ The fangs, the ears? He can't believe she's a human, at any rate. But he can grasp that it must not be that simple for her. ]
Um, sorry?
[ He reaches out a hand towards her back, then thinks better of it. She sounds controlled, but after that flash of emotion, it feels like a spring held down. ]
It's... not an insult. All my friends are demons. Well, most of them.
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