【 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. 】
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(it was a bit silly to say that, but the thought was more it's something relaxed. love is a maybe about the way they felt, about how cellinia feels. she knows she's attracted, she knows there's something special. something. comfortable, sex is always going to be a part of the things that the house pushes about. however....nothing says that they had to do things the way the house wants. intimacy is intimacy, while some may judge for them refraining from simply detaching and using others like pieces of meat that isn't cellinia. eventually someone can get attached, perhaps that time in the dome had only kickstarted the inevitable after she had been shot by cupid.
selfishness is only a part of it, her hand rests against irene's chest when she comes up. the kiss is given easily, a soft sigh slips out from her lips as if in relief again from something as simple as a kiss. they didn't need to make this more complicated. nothing more than a desire for the little things, maybe she wants to wake up in bed with her for now on. maybe she even wants to do something as simple as kiss her awake while shaking off being tired and groggy during the mornings, maybe even something as simple as touching her awake with a hand slipping downwards if permitted to do such a thing during more amorous mornings. she'd even have allowed the same.
something close to domesticity, even if it wouldn't truly be the same between the suit marks and their surroundings. she doesn't move away, she doesn't even seem to mind it when cellinia gets pulled down against irene. their heartbeats mingle, it puts her more at ease. the longer they kiss, the more it feels realer.
she's back, here.
this isn't anything close to a home, but it's easier to say that home is in another person. that it feels empty without her presence in a way that caused her to think throughout the month without seeing irene. she couldn't help it. a part of her was more relieved she didn't find her statue during that unfortunate passage of time. that everything hadn't been worse from cellinia seeing that sight. if only because the wolf knew not what she might do. she might have even been feeling far worse during their reunion, the emotions might have caused her to desire to break character.
but who can blame her? she doesn't get feelings like these unless it's someone special.)
[Even if sometimes griping about petty things is a good outlet for the steadily mounting frustrations one feels. Though the whole headbanging thing is something both of them can do without. Thankfully Yato's settled down enough that he's no longer making a fool out of himself. Thanks for the care, though, Bakugo~]
Tch. Bully. [What a meanie. Though he probably asked for that, honestly. Stretching with a long, loud sigh, he peers at Bakugo with a slight bit of trepidation. He's loathe to admit it, but whatever "incentives" this place has in store for them makes him nervous. He can only imagine what they have to resort to in order to get their cooperation.]
...they can do that much to us, huh? Geez... Should've known it wouldn't be so simple. [It's not the messing with his body that he minds so much as his mind. Getting fucked up in the head does not sound pleasant at all.
Although cue the double-take at the mention of "turn to stone."] Wait, what? Like... our bodies solidify? For real? Like actual statues?
[Like some of the ones they passed on the way here...? He can't help swallowing hard at the thought, teeth digging into his bottom lip. He's terrified of disappearing, but becoming stone sounds like it might be even worse.]
[There's a lilt in his tone that might read as a flirt, to most people -- but it's undoubtedly a challenge. Part of his calm is a mask; fake it 'til you make it, so they say, and as long as Yu maintains the upper hand, he considers this as close to making it as he's going to get, in this absurd scenario. He can't back down, not when he's already ceded control far more than he cares to.
(Add it to the pile of things to unpack at some nebulous later date.)
Yosuke doubles down on this stupid nonsense, and now it's a competition. Who cracks first? Yu is an expert with these sort of theatrics. The other boy uncaps the marker, holds it out, and Yu takes it--
... but he also takes Yosuke's hand in the same movement, turning it palm up.]
[Aha, there it is. The weird feeling of triumph at getting a laugh out of Scott draws a smile onto Yu's face that he has to hide with the hand over his cheek. It's inexpertly done, pretty obvious, but-- instinctual, in a way. Look. He just-- he's trying not to break character? Or something?
(These characters are already so broken, damn.)
Anyway, the way Scott squeezes his hand is just a bonus. Now that they're both on team silly:] Take me now, Super-- [...what is his superhero name...?? Yu doesn't even know. God, this script sucks.] -san... [nailed it.]
[Except, in this case, 'take me' means the kiss, which Yu has to lean down to meet, just to make this even more dorky. While he does, he wraps his free arm around Scott's waist and leans him back a bit -- not a dip as much as one of those dramatic old movie kisses that comes right before the credits roll.]
[ Thank goodness... Minato doesn't think he has the energy to weather another orgasm, his senses buzzing from being thoroughly overstimulated. He sighs with relief as Kazuya nuzzles against him, nodding with his eyes still closed. ]
I think so...
[ Except, now that he's thinking about it -- Minato's eyes are open again as he glances down where Kazuya's still straddling him. There it is: he's satisfied, but now it seems it's his companion's turn to be worked towards full arousal. That's no good, not after Kazuya had helped him through his own needs. ]
But you're --
[ There's no way for Kazuya to ride himself to completion, given how Minato's entirely spent. And taking him from behind might strain him past his limits.
It's Minato's turn to nuzzle against Kazuya, affectionate. ]
The answer that G'raha gives throws him off a little. After all, it's not as if he's been hiding the fact that he's enjoying every single bit of this particular strangeness that the resort is asking of them. And he remembers G'raha from his time here before, remembers him fondly, actually. He'd been... sweet. A little overwhelmed, and it made something in his chest feel heavy and satisfied when they'd finished. He'd enjoyed his time with everyone, of course, but he'd just liked G'raha.
That's why he almost breaks character for a moment. At least until he remembers what he's doing, after all. There's a part he's here to play. There's a role that's his. He rolls that into what he wants to do as he approaches, and there is some unnameable gravitas to his steps, to the way the air feels around him while he leans into the role.
...its what makes him reach up, do something the King would never do, make sure he doesn't go too far as he touches the flower behind G'raha's ear.
"How could I resist? Especially given the... scenery."
[Who better to dramatically overact than two protagonists with a penchant for the absurd. Akira slowly loosens his tie, and Yu clutches his hands to his bosom (what a phrase), clasping them like a maiden, eyes wide as if he's hanging on Akira's every word, utterly captivated. It's the stupidest thing.
Well. Until the entire production crew nearly riots about the pastries.
Unflinchingly, Yu just sort of leans all the way into the pivot.] Eeeeehh?? [Getting his voice to go that high on the end takes some concentration... He clasps his hands in his lap, demurely.]
Sensei... I'm just a poor student... how will I ever afford your luxurious lifestyle? Maybe I'll have to...
[Wiggling closer to the end of the desk, legs swinging languidly. Dramatic pause as the entire production crew leans in again, certain they won't be taken in for a second time--
Then, in the most deadpan turn of voice Yu can possibly manage:] get a job.
[The crew won't be able to fully edit out several off-screen "OH, COME ON!!"s. The fluttering of a script, thrown in frustration, is caught just in the corner of the shot.]
[ A life spent entirely enclosed within a city? What would that be like, a life spent entirely enclosed in the equivalent of a goldfish bowl? ]
A deep sea planet...?
[ Ivan must truly be from the far-flung future if he's able to identify several different planets. They might even be different planets from entirely separate galaxies, now that Minato's thinking about it...
He finds his mind circling back to Ivan's earlier statement. ]
Then you've never seen the real moon before.
[ For some reason, that leaves him feeling a little morose on Ivan's behalf. ]
[There should be a rule. A limit. Just for Yu, a moratorium on the whole vampire thing. Hasn't he gotten enough of that nonsense since he got here? But-- no, apparently not, because here they are, and it's Witch Detective all over again. He wishes he'd never read that dumb book.
In any case, Yu draws more inspiration from his final fights in Inaba. The gods he faced down, unflinching. That's easier to stomach.
Kazuya teleports closer, mere inches away, and Yu has the most absurd desire, just for a second, to touch a hand to his cheek. Or...something. Doesn't matter, because the moment passes quickly, ending with Kazuya twisting his arm around his back. Looks like he's using this katana as a one-handed weapon. Okay.
He knows the demon king wouldn't hurt him, so he doesn't bother switching Personas just yet -- but Rangda is there, just in case, waiting to be called upon. So, for now, he elects to stick to the drama of the situation. Don't hold back, hmm? He shoves himself closer to Kazuya for a moment, leaning back against him, both a fakeout for the producers and an attempt at loosening the hold on his arm.]
Playing dirty already, are you?
[Finally, some action, they're thinking, but they're going to get the wrong kind of action. Yu nods surreptitiously, sparing a second for a soft grin before he yanks his arm away and spins around. As he unsheathes his sword, he strikes a fairly heroic pose.]
I [uhhhh] call upon the divine thunder... [It's just Izanagi with Ziodyne. Which goes into the sword. LIGHTNING SWORD.] ...to destroy evil!!
[Is what he says, even though Minato nuzzles against him and near pleads to be able to help him. So he sighs, gives him a kiss, and pulls off off him slowly with a soft groan. Some of the others spend leaks out, but that's okay. It just adds to the sensation that is Minato, all encompassing, warm and alive beneath him.]
But if you want too... I wouldn't say no.
[... The others thighs are slick from his own spend. Kazuya's own cock has remnants of both himself and the lubricant on him. Surely Minato wouldn't mind if he made a little more of a mess of him, would he?
[If he's being honest, Childe hadn't read more than the first page of the script. It wasn't something he believed in: reading the lines someone else has written, saying them aloud without agency, performing as a puppet. When it comes to taking action in the world, he chooses to do what he wants — for a reason. And though this may be less serious than his commitment as a Harbinger, for example, it still has meaning.
Anyway, he understands his role. That is what matters.
Childe lowers his head to nuzzle at the back of her neck where skin has flushed warm, demonstrably inhaling the scent of her shampoo.]
Is it wrong to be impatient when my sister looks cute? [Hands come around Ishmael's waist, scarred knuckles a bit out of place on a teenage student, but he doesn't care as he slides them around her waist. Then up, cupping over her breasts, rubbing at them through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra underneath.] No one's looking at us right now.
[ Of course he wants to. Of course he wants to be as good as he can for Kazuya.
Minato sighs beneath the kiss, though it quickly transforms into a hiss upon being deprived of Kazuya's warmth. The remnants of what transpired leak out, further staining the space in between his thighs.
So he nods again as Kazuya brushes his lips against his cheek. It is something that he wished to do. ]
I want to.
[ It's just that their options may be somewhat limited by now, but there's one method in particular where he might be able to satisfy Kazuya. Minato tugs his skirt up a little higher while closing his legs, pressing his thighs together to leave a slight space. ]
[ It was so simple, so obvious, yet it still felt so utterly inconceivable that some part of her mind tried to reject it ... but why would Ann be saying any of this if it weren't true? If it was the product of some outside influence - of whatever aphrodesiac effect the Resort could exert through their costumes, or through the mark it stamped on its "guests" - then why would the injustice of their circumstances move her to anger now?
[ It wouldn't. And Ann wouldn't make this kind of confession lightly - both because she's too caring and earnest to toy with someone else's feelings like that, and because of the weight this topic carried for her personally.
[ The only conclusion Makoto could reach was that those feelings were real, and they belonged to Ann.
[ Maybe they were coming out now, and in this way, because of their circumstances, but they didn't come from there.
[ What Makoto felt about that beyond shock and disbelief felt like a more complicated question ... but was it really?
[ It might have been overwhelming ... but what conclusion could she draw from the way her breath caught in her throat at Ann's touch? From the way her heart fluttered in her chest, and the warm flush slowly creeping across her whole body. ]
I-I've never really thought about this before ... [ She admits quietly, laying a hand over Ann's. ] ... with another girl, I mean.
[ But she's thinking about it now. About the warmth of Ann's hand, and the sweet smell of her perfume, what it would feel like to lean over and kiss her. ]
It's-- [a beat. he lowers his voice, now that there are more people around] The art of sleight-of-hand. You know. . . magic tricks with cards, except used to cheat at gambling?
[he mutters that quietly before taking his seat and waving at the dealer to count him into the next game]
[It is a long time to consider being trapped in one place, unable to leave. Childe has considered the possibility of such an extended stay — he's had to, although it only troubles him if it becomes permanent. And he cannot allow his skills to atrophy through the neglect of challenge.
Still, he can understand why it might be troubling to go through the experience Esikko describes. He has experienced it himself, after all, if not here. He can only assume there is some degree of... dimensional work upon this place. Something like how the Abyss interacts with Teyvat.]
A permanent mark? [His gaze lingers on the brand, expression stoic.] What is it that you did to earn it? Assuming your efforts were enough to anger the House... well, I suppose it wouldn't surprise me, given the clear hierarchy that is enforced across the resort. As far as I've learned, so long as you play the game you won't have any trouble.
[. . . well. he makes a face, before handing her his glasses and taking the proffered water bottle. he's earnest even without the accessory, but the lack of glass between her and his features means it's a bit easier to read his expression]
-- let's just say I don't eat the fast food here much, either.
[NOOOOO ACCIDENTAL DRUGGING. and if she is that insistent that her preferences don't matter, then. . .]
The Red Cardinal is everyone's go-to for good food that is guaranteed safe. I'll take you there.
( His hands fold over his knee as he crosses it over his opposite leg. Honestly, it's not a retelling he enjoys speaking of, even in brief summary. But it comes with this stupid mark, and so after finding his words of choice, he continues. )
I used my magic to reach for the "roots" of this entity, the House. I'd been researching it for some time, so I was able to make some progress. Suits swapped for some, the House screamed enough to echo through walls, and I managed to create temporary tears in reality that led back to some of our homes.
Unfortunately, that was as far as I got before I lost my grip on things. The House gave me this mark, that leads to staff treating me differently, and I was punished for a week more immediately. Loss of the sensation of touch, but an activated suit for the duration.
( He's been keeping his eyes anywhere but Childe for this explanation, but now he looks over to steal a glance. )
That was some number of months ago, but I'm only just now feeling completely recovered.
[The fake-out works. Whether it's because Kazuya simply allowed it or was genuinely surprised is anyone's guess (it's the latter), but the point is, there's space between them now. Enough room for Yu to act. To channel a Ziodyne into his sword. Enough room for him to charge to close the gap between them once more, this time with Yu on the offensive.
Kazuya laughs. It's genuine, because it's absurd to witness.
But it's fun.
He has no weapons. Just his body.
It makes this scene more dramatic, so it's probably fine. Kazuya's cape flutters, and as Yu moves for the swing, to strike down evil-
Kazuya disappears. And then reappears right behind him, elbow meeting his back with just enough force to hopefully just make him stumble forward and not enough to send him careening to the ground.]
[ Ivan resisted reaching out, curious over how deeply Scott was frowning. His gaze instead wanders for a moment. The answer to that question was simple, but the feeling that it was abnormal was a growing concern. Yet, Ivan let the feeling pass him, tilting his head to the side where it laid. ]
We're categorized as pets. [ The words were different, but Ivan didn't think the meaning was. ] As for work, it seems that way for most. My guardian and I had a business relationship that allowed me freedom, but the other pet I know here didn't have that experience with his.
( ..... safe? hm. she can put together the context clues, considering the place. )
I didn't realize 'unsafe' was an option. All of a sudden I have this new preference for food.
( now don't mind her too much. he's essentially getting something of a spa day with the amount of prep she's doing, )
Thank you for letting me know.
( because, like, do you really want to see a girl like her all keyed up? that's just unsafe for anyone else involved. )
Any other advice? ( ... ) Actually, before any of that. I'm looking for a place with a bit more room. Preferably uncrowded and lets someone go uninterrupted for awhile.
( ... ok that just sounds kinda bad doesn't it. )
Somewhere that'd be safe to swing a sword in, practice or otherwise.
[ His gaze tips upward, thinking of the celestial object. It reminds him of that first time he really saw the sky for what it could be. The streaking stars across the sky, and how it had been so long since he saw that sky again. Work kept his eyes down instead of up. ]
What was the night sky like on earth? Was the moon as big as they made it sound?
[ He knew all the scientific facts, but that wasn't the lived experience of getting to sit down and look at the sky whenever he pleased. ]
[But there were a lot of good performances. The clowns always gave him the creeps, but the acrobatics and magic shows were what tended to draw people in.]
What is a B-movie? [Vanitas looks at him for a moment, trying to decide if he's buying the bit about Jeanne being his lover. She's not here to argue with him or deny it, and it feels just as fun as it does unfair.]
Well, she's still oathed to an aristocratic family and she takes her job now just as seriously. She's more of a knight, but occasionally babysitter and bodyguard of the next in line to the throne. And I have my own work to do, so we don't spend much time together unless the situation is dire.
[ Of course he jumped! Bakugo said "jump" so Minato's going to do just that. On the other hand, perhaps it's a glimpse into Minato's fearlessness, though others might argue it's an unhealthy dose of recklessness. But Bakugo's given given him no reason to distrust him thus far, so Minato had no qualms with believing in him.
His faith is well-placed; Bakugo catches him in both arms, even cradling him fairly comfortably as opposed to haphazardly grabbing him from the air. ]
Nice catch.
[ Minato lifts a hand to flash the other teen a thumbs-up. Maybe he's had lots of practice? ]
[ Said stagehand does in fact skitter off a little quicker as Bakugo sends off a flurry of small explosions. Don't want to get caught in all of that, considering how it doesn't look like there's a fire extinguisher in the nearby vicinity...
The sound of sparks is distant in Minato's ears though, already phasing in and out of focus. The extra support from Bakugo's arm around his waist is greatly appreciated, considering how he's practically dragging his feet towards the trailer. The bed is a welcome respite; Minato immediately settles down on it, taking a seat on the edge of the mattress. ]
...I heard what that man said.
[ So this place wasn't against introducing peril in order to force guests into being intimate, is that right?
At least he could comfortably fade away if it came down to it, curled up in a comfy bed. ]
[Vanitas nods slowly, focusing on the conversation instead of how intimate the act of removing a mans shoes and socks is. He avoids looking directly up because of the way his cheeks grow warmer, but nods every so often to show he's actively listening.
Several hours is causes his brows to raise more in alarm than curiosity, and makes a mental note to avoid that at all costs.]
Can I be crass for a moment? Is it possible to get by on oral sex and.. manual stimulations? [He would gesture so Keita could get his meaning, but due to his position, he thinks better of it. Vanitas gets his other shoe and sock off so all that's left is underwear.]
It's okay. I've seen many naked bodies lately. [He's still not used to it, though, but he can put up a good front.] Turn around for me? Unless you want to put out my eye. [He's 99.9% joking.]
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