【 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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( in all honesty reira had had never been good at keeping her cards to her chest, easily telling others her feelings and thoughts about them but if there was one person she had hid something from, it was tifa― the few times she had seen the other woman in person, had touched her, she could sense and see every muscle on her body from her arms to the abs on her stomach. while she had always been fit, she had been far too soft and weak in her own eyes. so she had been partially inspired to work out and become more fit because of tifa [and frankly being picked up by others without being able to stop them also inspired her]. this particular session however was mostly inspired by her drive to put her restless energy somewhere useful―
though given the nature of this place and her own suit's effects, it would eventually all boil down to what was expected from all of them.
when that familiar sight came into view though, despite all of her worries and words, reira immediately bounced off the bike with her long pink curls flowing in the air behind her. she immediately pulled tifa into an embrace, offering her a light and airy kiss to her cheek before she pulled away. her face was flushed red, eyes wide with excitement and she simply smiled at the other. )
I feel so.....I don't know I feel a rush of emotions like I just want to kiss you and show you just how hard I've been working out lately. It's just so....it's so good to see you Tifa.
( unknown to her, the heart suit began on a more positive end― drawing out feelings of love, affection, and romance out of her. if things went on longer, the more negative side of love would come in; the possessiveness, the mania, and the obsession to fulfill her sexual desires. )
[He looks around for the speaker, his desperate eyes dawning with recognition when he sees Astra. It's been a couple of months since they met on that virtual island, but he's bound to remember a fellow idol. For the briefest of moments, he thinks he's been saved. Surely that lovely girl will help him out.
Only for him to get a rude awakening in the form of her next words, which make it clear she intends to stay in-character. Right, they're not on the same side here. He's a Palm Warbler, and she's a Pine Warbler! Not that any of that nonsense should matter when he's being eaten by slime!!]
I don't like how many slimy pets there are around here!
[Yes, he's breaking character to complain about Splat. But never mind that, either!! He needs to think fast!]
If it's yours, you can make it "sit" or "stay," right? Please, you simply must help! If you help, I'll share our military secrets! And some other gossip!
[Is he serious about that, or is he just playing? There's only one way to find out! He's still struggling while he pleads with her, the slime climbing up to his knees.]
[ Although Keita's expression is carefully schooled into one of only mild interest as he glances from his book up at Bakugo, there's no small amount of relief in his gaze at the sight of his partner. For Keita, too, this will be much more tolerable in the company of someone he already knows and likes well enough—he'd accepted the risk of it being a stranger when he agreed to the role, of course, but Bakugo's presence makes everything much easier.
He pushes himself up, first onto his elbows and then to prop himself on his hands, his book slipping down to lie forgotten on the futon. Keita lets his gaze travel along Bakugo's form, taking in the rigid lines of his uniform and the strong, commanding set of his shoulders. A position like this suits him, Keita thinks, although based on what he knows of Bakugo he imagines that the other man is probably smarting about having a "superior" to report to at all. ]
Is that any way to speak to the master of your house? [ Keita asks, his voice mild. ] Such liberties you take.
[ He doesn't get up. Perhaps a more insecure man would do so: stand to make himself taller than Bakugo, as if to underscore his own power by putting his captain below him. Keita doesn't need to. His power is a birthright and a blood curse, and he can fill a room without even moving. ]
Are you here to give your report? [ Keita asks instead. He shifts slightly, the silk of the kimono parting over his thigh. ] Or to take even further liberties?
( well... good thing he's not fully human then 😌 maybe. or something. idk man it's all really vague.
anyway.
sylus also likes to pretend he doesn't have emotions. or, at least, many outside of general annoyance at dumb things and amusement at other dumb things. all just depends on his mood. which he would say doesn't deviate from the norm.
if it makes her feel any better, and in spite of this place being what it is, he's not ogling her like some letch. everything is above board. which, it probably isn't any consolation since she has to walk around like that. but, what does he know. at any rate, he does huff a small laugh and his brows arch high on his forehead. )
[ Really, Viktor can't be blamed for being a little suspicious of the offer. Keita might be the same, were their positions reversed—coming from a world where little is offered for free, from circumstances that would not lend themselves to trust in others, any such consideration would come with strings attached.
But Keita has been here for what feels like an age, now, and he understands that sometimes there is value in a simple offer of kindness without further expectation. ]
I suppose, [ Keita says, with a one-shouldered shrug like he doesn't think much of his own generosity. ] It's an offer I wish someone had made me, when I arrived.
[ For a moment he's quiet, no pushing, no convincing. Either Viktor will take the offer or he won't, but Keita isn't intending to manipulate or manhandle him into it. ]
I'm called Keita Mori, by the way, [ he adds after a second. Sometimes, his clairvoyance being what it is, Keita forgets to introduce himself entirely; he's pleased with himself for remembering, this time. ] And you're right, "a bit much" is more than a bit of an understatement.
[ While Topaz knows her way around red graphic liner, makeup for cameras is new territory. How come people have to put on do much just to look like they have nothing on? So seeing Hiyori is a relief.
Obediently, she tilts up her chin. ]
Ooooh, you can do this too. I'll leave it to you, then.
[Honestly, no matter what form he takes, he'd tower over the small fox thiren. She's just...well, the ears are putting in a lot of work in that 170 cm.
Unfortunately for Twilight, he is in a real fight. Miyabi is no actress, though she does know how to play a role when necessary, but that doesn't matter here. She is being offered an opponent who looks quite skilled in battle and that is all that matters to her. While her sword is...not very good at being a sword nor does it have the proper stiffness that comes with metal. Still, she brandishes the dildo in her hands in a way that is surprisingly elegant. The only thing that detracts is that every time she moves, the dildo likes to wobble side to side.
Her eyes shine fiercely as she faces who she thinks will make for a formidable fight.]
I will never bend my will to the likes of you. My will is unrelenting. None of your tactics will work on me, so prepare yourself. [She crouches down, dildo held by her side as she takes stance. She means business. Not the sexy kind. The memo for that? Lost.] I won't go down without a fight. [Sorry she's like this.]
The pleasure is all mine, [ Keita says with a smile as he takes a seat on the settee next to Layla. ] You look lovely.
[ Not that he has a concept of "old Hollywood," per se, but he does know a little about being well-dressed for a night out. It's certainly clear that Layla knows what suits her and is willing to dress to her strengths, although Keita is far too polite to be obvious about his appreciation.
It feels a little odd to scoot back onto the cushion far enough that his legs extend in front of him, but once Keita leans back against the cushions he can't deny that the seat is... actually rather comfortable. ]
You're probably right about that, [ he says with a wry laugh. Keita hasn't opened the goodie bag yet, but he can see in his future-memories what it contains: a bottle of strawberry-flavored lubricant; a small bullet vibrator; and a silicone dildo. ] It is comfortable, though, if you'd like to relax a little. I promise no funny business unless you'd enjoy it.
[ While Makoto doesn't know who Kazuya is ... she can see why Minato gets along with Akira. That kind of casual thoughtfulness reminds her a lot of him.
[ She passed the time between the order and its delivery by experimenting with the watch fastened to her wrist. It looked like some sort of smart watch, and she had hoped that she might be able to find more information about the resort itself once she figured out how to clear the "welcome" message ... and she certainly found something.
[ She hadn't expected to find anything truly useful - if whoever was in charge was trying to keep people on the premises, why volunteer information that might help them escape - but what she did find has her slowly turning deeper shades of red with each new page she scrolls through. ]
What on Earth is this place ...?
[ It's not a question directed at him, or anyone, really, she just ... can't quite wrap her head around what she's reading, and now she's wondering if there had been some ulterior motive to the resort staff placing the two of them in a trailer specifically, and what her friends have had to endure ...
[ Calling it "overwhelming," is putting it mildly.
[ When the food arrives, she accepts the bag and quickly offers her thanks - grateful to have something to focus on that wasn't the myriad of thoughts swirling through her head as much as she was for the food itself. ]
[ if there's any inspiration from her own body that pushes reira to work on building up her own, tifa certainly isn't aware of it, though she would have otherwise been just as excited to find her friend here to partner up with in some healthy workouts, always eager to join in with others to feel more comfortable in their respective skin. unfortunately, the current circumstances have her a bit distracted from what otherwise be an enjoyable run-in. ]
O-oh—! [ she's called off guard as the other girl rushes to her with open arms, eyes widening with the swift kiss upon her cheek. it all happens so quickly at once that tifa can't help the warming on her own face, cheeks flaring their own soft red as she blinks down at reira's wide smile.
the warmth seems to sink elsewhere, urged on by the affection and closeness and reira's honest words, leaving her to wonder if her own suit might start to pulse as a result. but she tries to focus on keeping a clear head, to take care of the other girl the same way she'd been taken care of by others when faced with the same situation. ]
Reira, it— I mean, it's always good to see you. [ she gives her a soft returning smile, her own hands light and gentle as they land upon her waist, so much thrillingly warmer than she expects. ] But you know, when your suit gets activated like this, you have to ... well, you have to take care of it. [ her cheeks gets warmer, heat in her skin. ] Sexually. Before it gets dangerous for you.
[ The immediate response, as well as its total lack of politeness, makes Keita blink briefly, then laugh out loud. It's certainly not the rudest anyone has ever been to him, but there's a certain unselfconsciousness to it that makes it uniquely Hiyori and, in Keita's opinion, rather charming. ]
I think that might be one of my favorite ways I've ever been called old, [ Keita says with a smile. ] I didn't ever attend a school like this one, but I suppose if I had, then yes, it would have been about twenty or twenty-five years ago.
[ He is, of course, notably not wearing a school uniform, nor are any of the directors sparing him a glance as he lingers here on the sidelines of the filming set. Fortunately—Keita does look young for his age, but in a "could pass for a 30-year-old" way, not nearly young enough that he could pass for a high school student. If anything, he'd probably be cast as the teacher, but Keita has no patience for teaching regardless. ]
They haven't cast me as a high school boy, luckily for all of us. I'm just here to observe.
[Vanitas hums out a sound in agreement with that assessment. This resort has no amount of subtlety when it comes to getting people to throw away decency in favor of mandated intimacy.]
I'm not.. quite sure how this blouse works in all honesty.
[He lifts one arm and then the other, trying to locate the buckles, but in comparison he hasn't has his own on for that long. Maybe his new companion should be the priority. Vanitas nods, lowering his arms and stepping closer to start with the buttons of Keita's shirt and vest. He doesn't think he's ever undressed another man before, from what he can recall, at least not under non-sexual situations. Vanitas glances between his face and the exposed skin of his chest as he goes.]
My manners tell me I should at least know the name of the man I'm undressing, but if you prefer anonymity, I can understand.
[ Even despite the other man's efforts to match his mood to Keita's, it's obvious both from the duration of the pause (shorter than before, but still lengthy) and from the tone of his voice that he's a little on the back foot. Keita can't blame him for that—the script had been light on detail, after all, containing only instructions for Keita to use a personal anecdote, and the anecdote Keita has chosen is certainly a salacious one.
He shifts slightly and re-crosses his legs, considering the level of detail he wants to get into. It's easier when they're not looking at each other—if they were face to face, Keita would almost certainly not be able to say anything at all. ]
I had thought it might be, [ Keita admits. ] But no, not sticky. Just... smooth, and a bit slick.
[ Even now, he can feel his face flushing, both at the memory and with mild embarrassment at recounting it. Or maybe that has something to do with the slight fragrance of flowers that's beginning to permeate the confessional. ]
They're very, ah... flexible, the tentacles. Capable of touching in a way a person's hands might not. And all those suckers... I'm quite sensitive anyway, so...
[ Confidence, although not entirely earned. Keita himself has never seen anything quite like it. That's not enough to stop him, though; he lifts his arms to begin sorting through the various accessories adorning Vanitas' shirt, fingers and palms moving steadily over his torso until he finally finds a promising-looking buckle.
The comment makes Keita smile sheepishly. It's always like this, with him—because he remembers futures where they already know each other's names, he forgets to introduce himself in the present. ]
My apologies. You're right, of course. [ He ducks his head slightly, an approximation of a bow. ] My name is Keita Mori.
[ There are futures where this endeavor does become a sexual encounter, but equally as many where it doesn't. In all of them, it makes the most sense for them to at least know each other's names. ]
( it isn't like she's unused to being complimented, but something about it coming from him with all of his politeness drew out an equally kind response from her. they had shared quite a close moment previously and it felt nice to be useful for once, a feeling that had lingered with her for sometime [until the next event that left her feeling utterly useless].
as he sat down next to her, she kept a soft smile on her face as she watched him, giving him all of her attention. given what they were going to watch, she most likely would be doing this the entire time but she was sure he wouldn't mind too much.
hopefully. )
Well if you don't mind, I will get comfortable.
( and almost on cue she began to kick her heels off towards the floor below her, swinging and pulling up the long ends of her dress onto the seat. given the awkward position of how it sat on her and the more reclined position of the chair, she was left with her legs somewhat exposed but it didn't quite matter to her. she had never been too prudish unless the other person made her feel bad about it.
at his next words though, she hummed in curiosity before she leaned in a bit closer to him, laughing at his words. )
Funny business? Oh no are you going to throw a bucket of popcorn at the screen if the film really sucks?
( she knew what he might have been angling at but frankly when nothing but sex surrounded them, she was okay with things going in whatever direction he wanted. if keita just wanted to laugh it up and have a good time, being playful and silly at the ridiculousness of all of this, then she'd go along. if he wanted to do as the resort wanted from them, she might not turn him down. regardless, she was here for a good time. )
[His timing is impeccable, and thank whatever god that Miyabi seems to return to reality and not her intense mental battle. Fighting her demons is an exercise at this point.
One of her ears twitches and the fox thiren finally blinks before turning to look at both her fan and Ferdinand. Her expression is curious and it's obvious she has no idea that the fan had even tried to ask for her hand in marriage.
She can tell that the fan is having obvious discomfort and she takes note of the grip that Ferdinand has on them. His brows furrow and she tilts her head.] Excuse me, but is something the matter? [Ignorance is bliss apparently.]
( there's never any ill intent or malice in her gestures, even when she's being influenced by powers outside of her own control. yet it seemed that no matter what she did, she paid very little attention to the consequences of her actions and how it impacted others. the blush on tifa's face, the nervous energy over so much affection being given all flew right past reira—
all she could focus on was that endless desire to have all her needs and desires fulfilled, the advice and warnings tifa gave her nearly being drowned out by the sound of her own heart beating loud. it was difficult for her to find the energy to pull from her, the grip on her waist keeping her planted and fixated on the woman before her. finally though she did speak, a soft purr in her voice as she looked up at tifa with so much desire in her eyes. )
It's never been an issue for me you know? I've always been able to keep it from activating but I just got so busy last month comforting everyone I—
( and without hesitation, she pressed her body closer to tifa, droplets of her sweat dripping down onto her own chest, trailing over that little heart. )
I need to be comforted too. You know I never told you this but you're so beautiful....and kind and I admire you a lot.
( usually he skulks around alone. it's... kind of difficult to do that here when he's basically trapped on this stupid movie set and can't go to his room. but, it is what it is, and he'll gladly take manuela as a distraction. that's much more fun. well, for now, anyway. he's not bored with her; that's the important part.
he tilts his head slightly to the side, noting that drippingly sweet tone of voice and not fully understanding it. true, right now, he wasn't aiming to get her alone. but, that doesn't mean he wouldn't ever. that she seems to overlook that in favor of what he assumes to be sarcasm is... interesting. something to look further into at another time, certainly.
for now, he closes the gap between them and smiles so plainly at her that's suspicious. it becomes all the more evident when he quickly bends and curls one arm around the back of her thighs and lifts her. and, he'll do his best to make sure she doesn't fall, but if she chooses to remain there, he's going to keep her safely balanced with just one arm. )
[Vanitas is weak when it comes to strong women. He's able to be respectable at least. When he opens his eyes, he looks up at her like she'll give him some kind of sign that the eye liner application went well, but his thoughts quickly shift to their conversation again.]
I wouldn't want you to take it easy on me. How else am I supposed to get back into practice before the next crazy thing happens? [Not that fighting has been particularly useful for him here, but whatever skill he has, he doesn't want it to disappear the longer he goes without training. And also he wouldn't mind seeing Nei again under different circumstances.]
You don't have to go out of your way. It should be my own responsibility not to let you hit me in the face! [He laughs quietly, no doubt in his mind that she could take him down without much effort. But that's sort of what makes her the perfect person to practice with.] I'm sure there are many men with that kink.
( ah....given their previous encounter, it wasn't hard to figure out what aurelia might have been hinting at. with a nervous chuckle, reira adjusted herself in her seat and turned her body to face the other fully out of politeness; and mostly because she wasn't that interested in whatever was going on in the screen before them. )
My virtue? Well given what we did uh.....
('what virtue?', she thought before her eyes trailed along towards the screen. it was a movie she had stared in, actually the lead and she had filmed it before she had run into aurelia on set. )
Fair warning, I'm in this and it's super cheesy. It's really silly, they had me acting as a fitness instructor of sorts but the outfit? Super.....super skimpy.
[ This hummingbird reporter is living his best life. Not only has he gotten the scoop of the week with a violent lovers’ quarrel, now he’s witnessing the birth of the Toilet Paper Charmer. Like a snake charmer but with unique sway over TP—but the photoshoot is cut short as those floating bits of toilet paper slap against the window and block his view. Drats. Unwilling to give up so easily, the reporter circles the wagon, buzzing here and there, looking for another angle.
Rokurou, for his part, is beginning to think that the glass has caused some brain damage. Did he talk to the toilet paper and did that toilet paper just… fly…? Okay. This is normal and fine. ]
I don’t care. That should probably be fine?
[ Cronch, cronch, cronch. He steps barefoot across the glass to drop into a chair, shaking his head like a dog and sending dust flying from his long dark hair. He points at where the pain continues to throb—a comically large piece of glass stuck in his forehead—as if Natori somehow wouldn’t notice it if he didn’t make it clear. ]
Head wounds don’t bleed that much, right? [ wrong. ] Just yank it out. [ a beat, ] Does it look bad?
[ He asks, as blood continues to ooze down his face and plop unceremoniously to the floor. ]
[Unfortunately, or fortunately, Miyabi's movie will probably be the most tame of them all. Mostly because Miyabi was just too deep into the warrior part of the role than the sexy part. The sexy movie really is an action packed film with honestly good choreography because of Miyabi.
But she cares little for that. She is living her bliss right now.
Her ears perk up and her eyes brighten.] I like the flavor of the gummies, so I would appreciate a trade. Thank you Yao san. [Miyabi offers the goodie bag to Astra so she can choose whatever she wants. While the other snacks are nice, they just don't hold a flame to the melon gummies.]
Alright, have 'fun with it', I think that's something I can manage. Let's see....
( with a deep inhale of air, reira pulled fully away from the other and began to walk towards where she was suppose to be positioned. she rolled her head side to side a bit, hands and fingers flexing as much as possible before she let out a shaky breath. almost effortlessly she was able to 'get into' her role, a trait she picked up being a celebrity and she began to walk forward, strutting her hips and swaying them a bit as she acted like a clueless damsel in distress. )
What an annoying day, I was so looking forward to getting 'railed' by that beautiful woman at the park but we got interrupted. If only I could find someone hot and sexy to have my way with them!
( and like a dramatic diva, she pressed the back of her hand against her forehead and sighed loudly. was she exaggerating just a bit more than necessary? perhaps but it was all in the name of having fun, right? )
[ she's not entirely aware of the actual final consequences when the demands of a suit activation aren't met, but she does remember the anxious rush she'd felt to feed into it, and how much she wants to be sure that reira doesn't have to spiral down the same path. she begins to think to ask if there's someone that reira trusts, someone she might be comfortable with sleeping with, that tifa could help her get to, but then the other girl presses in closer, drawing the path of her eyes to peer down between them.
the closeness draws their breasts together, the press of it squeezing the roundness of each pair's cleavage, as tifa watches that descending droplet of sweat on reira's skin, glistening with such intent that her mind gets hazy with the imagination of brushing her tongue to swipe it up for a taste.
breath shuddering softly, she looks up again to the softness of reira's eyes, of the words spoken, suddenly guilty in remembering that she had been one of those comforted by reira's company, when she'd been in the midst of the diamond's symptoms as a result of the heart's thrumming pulse. ]
Reira ... [ her name is a soft sound, one of her hands squeezing gently at her waist at the elastic fabric of her costume. ] That's— you're so sweet, you know. Because I think all those same things about you. [ one of her hands slips up between them, the back of her fingers light as they slide against her cheek. ] I— do you want me to ... comfort you? [ the offer isn't exactly clear as tifa hesitates on her own words, feeling the guilt as a pulsing heat works through her own body. is it her own mark, or simply the result of the way she's allowed waves of attraction to flow freely from her as of late? ]
You're so lovely, Reira, and you really do deserve so much. [ she's always admired reira from the moment they'd met, how sweet she'd been, how gorgeous and talented. really, it's all too natural that her crimson eyes gaze upon those sweet lips now, wanting a taste. her finger slides lower, lightly brushing the corner of her mouth. ] I'll comfort you, if you want me to.
[ Red exhales in a soft sigh and just allows Reira to lean into her. She doesn't mind being a rock for other people. Really, it's something that gives her a bit of a sense of purpose. She's happy to do it... and it isn't like she's too upset. From her perspective, not much has changed, beyond the lost time. ]
...yeah. It's hard not to feel something when we're all stuck together. Really hard when sex gets involved, too.
[ She flashes a little smile. ]
I kinda get that. I've met a few people who'd rather be here than where ever they were back home. I'm not gonna say you - or they - are wrong about it. But me? I feel like I have to get back home. Even if the people are... even if I'm making friends.
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