【 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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( he's beginning to hate how literal this place seems to be. first they parade him around like some sort of off-brand mafioso, and now he's slapped into some ridiculous finery this side of dracula — complete with ruffled sleeves, a deep v-neck on his shirt ( also complete with ruffles ), and small fake teeth adhered to his own canines. he feels ridiculously foolish.
but, well, at least this time the clothes are much, much better. so, that's a strange plus, but he'll take it.
there's little preamble for this short "movie"; sylus is styled and tossed out to the set which is a luxurious victorian style bedroom, complete with a huge four-poster bed with gauzy canopy. dark woods, dark tapestries, dark linens; not exactly his style, but it's decent. his scene partner is already there on the bed, ripe for the plucking and complete with blindfold. he approaches easy enough, his footfalls a little noisier than usual to not startle the other person. once he reaches the edge of the bed, he easily sinks down to his knees onto the surprisingly plush rug. )
I'm going to touch you, ( he murmurs, tone low as if he's speaking to some terrified animal. but, some wryness slips in when he continues, ) so try not to kick me.
( and he'll wait just a moment to see if there's any strong feelings in the negative before his hands settle against his legs. sylus gently nudges one to spread a little wider, while the other he drags his fingers along the back of a knee, a calf, before helping to settle the other man's foot against his shoulder and keeps his hand loosely around the ankle.
then, just like that, it's action.
so, sylus leans in and slightly nuzzles against the leg propped against him and inhales a breath, )
Are you nervous, little prince? Even after offering yourself so willingly?
No, [Reno shoots him another glare, rolling his eyes.] I swear, if you guys keep that up, I'll ask someone else to film or just use a damn tripod and ravish both of you.
[Well, there's the seed planted for another, future encounter maybe, and Reno watches both Zoro and Rude to see how they react. that they have been closer according to Zoro comes as a bit of a surprise though, and he wonders for a moment what that must've been like. Besides pretty damn hot, probably.
Okay, shit, he can't get all horny already when they haven't even started filming yet.]
If he wants the big one, let him have it. Bet he enjoys the workout, [he chuckles and turns around, flipping through the costumes that are presented here] Alright, school uniform it is, I guess. First time for everything.
["I'm kind of new to these things," he says. Yep, Hiyori got that vibe from him, alright. That "total virgin" vibe! He just keeps smiling, still trying to seem reassuring, even as he explains:]
Not always. I don't want to sound like I'm sugarcoating things. But if you're stubborn, you work together with others, or you're subtle about it, you can rebel against them sometimes. For example, I once got shoved into a room with someone and told we wouldn't be let out until we acted on our "hidden desires." But we just talked for hours—or rather, I talked—and the staff got bored and let us out!
[He puffs up his chest, sounding proud of himself.]
It won't always work like that, and you do need to lie with someone. But at the very least, you should be able to choose your partner. If someone says, "Trade cards with me!", you can always say, "No thanks!" Or if someone says, "I ate some drugged food, and now my body feels hot! Lend me a hand or another part!", you can always say, "Nope, not interested! Get someone else to help you!"
[He shakes his head vociferously and then turns his nose up in the air, mimicking rejection.]
And if worse comes to worst and you eat drugged food, and someone approaches offering to help you out, you can always say, "Thanks, but I'd rather wait for someone cuter to come along! No hard feelings, but you're simply not my type!" Which may sound rude, but it's better than becoming the sort of person who has absolutely no standards and is full of regrets later.
[Not that he's speaking from experience or anything.
... honestly, he would've agreed with Yato. Sleeping with 52 people sounds distasteful, but it can be done. In alternate universe, he could've filled his deck in two or three months and already gone home. But there was one small snag, and that's his partner: they arrived at the resort together, and Hiyori just couldn't bear to set a bad example for him as his fellow idol. Or to let Jun jump right into the game, either, since he's quite possessive and jealous. Anyway.
He smiles even more brightly when Yato calls him a shining star. Yep, that's him alright! Whether his environment is a glamorous stage, a dreary wasteland, or a tacky sex resort, he always shines brightly. Nothing can dim his smile or his sparkle!
Though his gaze does turn slightly pitying when Yato says clothes were "something of a luxury" for him back home. Goodness, was he that poor? Even for a commoner, that sounds rough!]
Now that sounds difficult. Fortunately, there are always lots of clothes to try on. Shopping and trying on clothes is my number one hobby, so you could say I'm an expert! Which means all you need to do is follow my expert advice~♪
[Hiyori's even more eager to help him find a costume now! So he asks what sort of role Yato wants to embody, and his response is... the hero who saves the damsel. Typical boy stuff. But also endearing.]
So you want to play the lead, hmm? How utterly expected! ♪
[He just can't resist teasing.]
I like your energy. And it shouldn't be hard to find something that matches that at all.
[Especially if Yato isn't picky about the genre. He turns toward the racks of costumes, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that seems "hero-like." The boy's chest is totally bare right now, so he'll focus on finding him a top! And while searching, he continues to chat with him.]
What's your name, by the way? Mine's Hiyori Tomoe.
[ no wonder oushi already can't stand him (don't worry this is a very low bar) ]
right so long as you get it sorry i took yours seriously i guess i should have figured if mine was bullshit so was everybody else's
[ and yet. oushi is not so obtuse he doesn't recognize there is... perhaps... a kernel of truth in his resume... maybe even a little larger than a kernel... and so naturally he wonders if the same can be said of other's. ]
[Fuck, Reno can just so stop himself from crashing right over the edge with the sensation of the vibrator AND Olivine's tongue, and that fucking teasing tone of his ... He even wonders if that's Olivine's idea of how his priest role would try to exorcise this very demon from his church, because if he continues like that, Reno is sure that his soul will leave his body at some point!]
But .. hnngh, other ways, aaah .. apparently!
[he keeps his grip tight on Olivine's hair, tugging, pulling, less so subtly guiding him, but fuck, he's already making Reno's toes curl and his breaths come short.]
No, no, I'm really an actor! My latest film, Fiance of the Funeral Procession, just came out a few months ago. It's the second movie in the Sparkling Detective Akeboshi Koutarou series, a historical romance detective franchise. Please support us if you can!
[that yoroshiku at the end might be a little flippant, but: as his username might imply, he's the main character.]
[True, he is already pale. But the guy could always be paler! You know what they say about movies and TV: it's all about exaggeration!]
Ah, yep. Vampires were popular in my world, too. At least with certain demographics they were. It's that whole idea of "love is more fun when it's dangerous." Like "Tonight, you'll be our prisoner."
[This is all said matter-of-factly. His unit has never donned vampire costumes (not yet, anyway) but they do give all kinds of fanservice.
While perusing the products, his eyes widen. One of the foundations is actually called "Vampire." This is a movie make-up studio, so it's not a huge shock, but still!]
Aha! ♪
[He plucks it from the counter, raising it to the man's face so he can compare the shade against his skin tone. But something the man said distracts him from his task.]
..... hm?
[He blinks at those words, noncomprehending, until their meaning finally hits him.]
[Reno basically waited to get restraint against the chair, or else he could've just run at any point, unless the robot arms would keep holding him in place. To be fair, if these are regular confinements to hold him in place, he's sure he could open them easily if he wanted to. But where would be the fun in that, at least not right from the beginning. Unless of course the resort fucked with them in some way, then even a Turk is helpless.
His eyes follow Tseng as he enters, not letting the "guard" out of his sight for even a second. Once again Reno notices how smoothly Tseng moves, like a panther approaching his prey. Except this time Reno is on the receiving and, and he doubts that the people that Tseng normally approaches like this at home find it as hot as he does, especially when it's the last thing they'll ever see.
But right, there was a script to follow! Except, Reno didn't really bother to read it, because while he's normally serious about his work, they are filming a porn movie here. And no one watches porn for the plot. No one. So technically there isn't even anything that Reno could confess, or admit to. Well, he'll sure come up with something when the time comes.]
You can try what you want, my lips are sealed!
[They probably won't be once Tseng starts his "torture", but he won't bring out any coherent words then, either. The slap makes him clench his jaw, feeling good, but still trying to not let it show.
Tseng's words though are what make Reno relax a little, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth that could be mistaken by the eventual audience as a cocky grin, when in reality it's the reassurance that makes Reno smile. He trusts Tseng, actually the person he trusts the most in his life, besides Rude.
Though any thoughts of trust and assurance vanish the moment the robot arms start working, the vibrator against his taint and the dildo teasing his entrance making him take a sharp breath and bite his lip. Well, at least that's somewhat in character. Stay cool, don't get hard immediately .. Which is quite the challenge given how hot Tseng is and what as Reno assumes is only the beginning.]
[He's happy less because he believes her complaining will make a difference and more because it's nice to have someone empathize with his own griping.
As for her response to his question... she did say they barely got any good shots of her in her own film, which would imply they didn't cast her as the lead. Or that the camera crew was just that incompetent, like the crew behind his own film. Or butt-obsessed. Or both! But she gives him a question of her own to ponder, which he does for a moment.]
Hmm...
[It's possible he doesn't know her well enough to answer, but he gives it a shot!]
I'll guess the first one. I know that's what I'd choose, since being a gym teacher involves getting all sweaty. A lifeguard can sit back, relax, and look good, unless someone's drowning. Or at least that's how it should be, but I don't know if they had other things in store for that role.
[Other obscene things. That's usually a given with this place.]
[ Minato glances over at the director who's promptly returned his hand to his side. Nothing to see here! Definitely not running through all the different ways to jump Fuuta when he's not looking as revenge for nearly airing his hyper-specific fetish.
Under normal circumstances, Minato still wouldn't have very many qualms about blindly stepping into a potential kink saw trap. It's simply collateral to existing in a place like this, and it's not that unusual for him in his eyes to get pulled into harrowing things without much say. On the other hand... lately, others have emphasized to him that he should be more careful. Consider whether he truly wanted to go along with something, or if it was simply a matter of not seeing any reasons against capitulating.
Also, this poor stranger's growing more exasperated by the second? Maybe Minato should save him from that.
He turns to the director and dips his head in an apology. ]
I'm sorry, sir. I've changed my mind. Thank you for the opportunity though.
[ The director sputters at Minato's sudden change of heart, all before glowering at the one who'd ruined his plans.
"Then I guess you'll have to swallow the cost of backing out."
The director jabs an index finger at Fuuta.
"And you can take responsibility for him too!"
Minato's watch buzzes on his wrist, its display flashing red as his chips plunge into the negatives. He lifts it to eye level with a frown and a tiny sigh. Two people's chip penalties hitting his account? Well. Whatever. He'll make it up somehow. ]
[ Up close, he's just as pretty as the picture, though she's more interested in the form beneath the regal outfit he wears. Not big and hulking like Vaseraga but lean instead—inasfar far as she can tell anyway. A good match-up, she thinks, and one she won't feel bad losing to if that should happen. ]
Ah, sorry, my bad. [ Time to puff out her chest and lift up her chin in pride. ] Zeta, wielder of the spear Arvess and one of the Society's finest agents, at your service.
[ And with that out of the way, she waves for him to follow her to an empty patch on the far side of the gym, though neither of them make it very far before (predictably) they're once again swarmed by a small camera crew, the spindly fellow in front gesticulating quickly as he desperately throws his film pitch (something about a pair of star-crossed lovers who fight to the death without realizing who the other is) at them both, voice growing louder and higher the more Zeta tries to cut him off.
[ there is a split second wherein oushi has a flashback so triggering all he can do is stand frozen for a moment.
in another time, in another world, another pink-haired girl with big eyes had laughed out loud too, and it was both the sweetest and most heartbreaking sound he'd ever heard in his life.
with a swift shake of his head, oushi brings himself back to the present. it's a starkly different situation, and he has no business thinking of things that have nothing to do with him anymore. ]
I mean... yeah. If that's what gets you going.
[ somehow, he manages to talk a little more frankly about all this. it helps that she's so visibly nervous; it forces him to be the more level-headed one, because they can't both be wrecks, otherwise who would be left to drive the bus?? ]
[ That actually gets a huffed chuckle from Xue Yang, strained though it is. Someone who's willing to fuck him only for the sake of Game 52? That's an attitude he understands. Someone who would just help for no apparent reason is much more suspicious in his eyes. ]
4 of clubs. That do it for you?
[ He's not going to bother asking in response; no matter what it is, it doesn't change anything for Xue Yang. Right now he needs a body, not a new card. ]
[ For a second there, he really thought Aak was going to pounce on him. Genya chides himself—stop that, he’s just a really good actor. Shockingly good! Though, admittedly, Genya neither had the money nor the privilege of ever seeing a play or production back home. His bank for comparison is woefully lacking.
Oh, right. He’s in the scene too. Genya swallows, trying to ignore the heat burning on his cheeks as he slides off the chair to kneel on the floor in front of Aak. The role calls for him to be pathetic and desperate, so he clutches the Feline’s pant leg, putting on a submissive air. ]
She don’t gotta know. As long as she gets well, I’ll do anything—I’m no liar. If you don’t want that then tell me what you want. [ he presses his other hand to Aak’s hip, brow furrowed and lips pursed as he begs, ] Please…
[ It’s embarrassing to do this, but easier since his partner is Aak—though, surely, he isn’t actually into someone being soggy and submissive like this, right…………? ]
( that was the beauty of spike— either people were charmed by his lazy, casual way of moving between words and situations or they hated him for it. seeing as how the woman before him seemed all but angered by his demeanor, it gave him all the motivation he needed to continue on being an absolute menace.
at her command, he watched as she moved and turned her back towards him. it had been a long time since he had even touched another woman, the death of the lover who betrayed him feeling so close by and yet so far. in spite of all of his emotional hang ups though, he only hesitated for a moment before he moved forward and gripped the edge of the zipper with his thumb and index, pulling it down—
until it got stuck midway through. )
Huh....must be damaged or caught on something. Can you still slip out of it? Otherwise....I suppose I could just rip this dress off. Not like you're attached to any of the clothing here, are you?
[ Xue Yang's advance continues, not slowed in the least by Xiao Xingchen's words or actions. Those are supposed to stop a demon? They're nothing remotely like any ritual Xue Yang is aware of; it's not even the least bit believable. ]
Come on. You gotta try a little harder than th--
[ But when Xue Yang tries to move in close to punctuate his pun with a touch to Xiao Xingchen's cock, things do not go as planned. No sooner does he try to cross the plane where Xiao Xingchen drew the cross shape in the air than Xue Yang suddenly feels as if certain parts of his clothes have suddenly shrunk five sizes. And while they're sparse, they're definitely present enough that the sensation all but forces his legs to collapse beneath him. He reacts in time that he doesn't simply fall to the ground in a heap, but his knees hit the floor with an impressive thunk and he needs to catch himself on his arms to stay upright. ]
How dare you, you damn priest--! You think this can stop me?!
[ The line spills from his lips while he's still reeling, the words not quite his own. ]
[ Despite Minato’s clear intent on standing all by himself, Genya frets, feeling more and more that the other teen is more than just tired. He’s sweaty, for one thing, and sounds dazed. Even if they don’t know one another that well, this doesn’t seem normal.
So, Genya makes an executive decision, swiftly moving to scoop Minato into his arms in a classic bridal carry. Guys usually get the over-the-shoulder potato sack treatment, but Minato is just so modest and delicate, he gets the cute girl package. ]
Come on. They won’t mind if you take a break.
[ And, before the director can say anything, Genya trots off to the side to deposit Minato in a quieter area. It’s where the actors grab water and snacks, a currently abandoned caravan setup. There’s surely a first aide kit around here somewhere. ]
[Enters? More like he has to climb. The bed is oversized. Its headboard barely visible with the mountain of lavish pillows Rin is reclining against. Horns from costuming jut from her head and curl upward like a haunting, vicious crown. Above all the silken bed linen is a young woman. Topless with the sprawling suit mark on her chest clearly on display with her topless. The only piece of cloth they allowed for her body is the short skirt resting against the soft curves of her thighs.
At first Rin didn't think much of this all, ready to treat it very clinically, but... the way Oushi refuses to look her in the eye changes everything. A bored, flat look changes to something sharper. More mischievous. A smile cuts to the corners of her lips as her hands reach for the skirt and slowly hike the hem upward.]
Are you? How kind. Shouldn't you be watching what you're doing, though?
[Ah. No matter how hard she fights it, the upward and teasing lilt just can't be completely removed from her voice.]
[An elegance to you. Well that puts her boil down to a simmer. Since Rin's whole family name prides itself on elegance, she can't quite bring herself to completely blame him. That coupled with her bias for women (even if in this case it's wrongly placed) has her settle back into her seat without retaliating further.
For now.]
Tch... is that the kind of stuff you're into? How else would you come up with such a thing?
“Oh? That is a shame.” He looks her over, his tone teasing again though. He understands well that not everyone here is so interested in what the House wishes them to do. He himself takes issue with how much of it is forced. But there’s something so easy about teasing this woman, even though he’s only spoken to her for all of 30 seconds.
Loki cocks his head to the side and gives her a curious look. “Do I masterbate or do I masterbate in public?” The true answer is yes to both, though he hasn’t really needed to since arriving here. He’s not against it though, if the need arose.
”You do not have to, you know. Though I am sure they would encourage it. As well, I am sure others here will participate. It’s the theme of this place, after all. Am I correct in guessing you are a new arrival then?”
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