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TDM 009
【 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. 】
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. 】
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.
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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
• 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
• 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. 】
PREMIERE
YOUR BIG DEBUT
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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He is relaxed beneath the other man’s straddle, single golden eye not hidden by a cut of thick bang bright in the dim of the set. At the question, he hums, considering the scene before tilting his head to the right. His voice, rich with a touch of natural rasp, likewise pitches low. ]
Mmm… you bite me, right? You’ll want to pick the left side.
[ The black that stains the right side of his throat isn’t a tattoo—but he doesn’t explain that, merely offering a smile. ]
You can bite hard. I don’t mind.
cw: blood
At least his acting partner is not bad to look at, but it could also be his unusual markings overtaking patches of skin leading up to his face--half covered by dark hair. Vanitas doesn't like the way that voice hits his eardrums when he keeps his volume down. It feels like he's whispering right into his ear and gives him goosebumps.]
Left side, then. [The side without the markings. He's tempted to ask why, but then there's a loud snap some distance away to indicate the scene needs to continue. Vanitas delivers his line and moves with the swiftness and confidence of someone looking to draw blood. Not expecting the fake fangs to hold, he bites down forcefully, the sharp ceramic material of the prosthetic fangs easily piercing skin so the first mouthful of blood is genuinely alarming to him. He's never actually.. drank blood. Though he's always been curious about if he had the capacity to. All the experiments turned him into something that wasn't quite vampire but also wasn't exactly human anymore either.
The taste is metallic and strange, but not unpleasant. He doesn't hate it, and that scares him. He makes a sound when he swallows, thinking that he should probably pull away and deliver another line but instead he sucks, trying for another mouthful. Is this what he tastes like too? Is this man human? Does everyone taste different?]
Mm. [It's all he's capable of while he goes through his little internal crisis. So much for all that work memorizing his lines.]
cw: blood
Rokurou grunts when those prosthetic fangs break skin. Fingers spasm, gripping over his partner’s hip, and he rolls his chin through the outward web of pain. True enough, he doesn’t particularly mind the pain—a shiver, a low laugh, a small groan that walks the line of pain and pleasure. His blood is as hot as any human’s and the same sticky red, though his tolerance for shedding it is greater.
Was there supposed to be a line here? Rokurou can’t quite remember—he hadn’t been as diligent in memorizing the script—but there’s always room for ad libbing. Pulling one hand away from where it had been gripped in fabric, he combs it through the other man’s hair, playing up the aspect of being lovingly enthralled by his bite. In truth, he is turned on by it, but not in the fantastical way that the script’s plot describes. It isn’t an aphrodisiac that numbs the pain and brings only excitement. It hurts, but for a war daemon like him, that kind of pain is a different kind of aphrodisiac. A sharp, pointed one that rouses his baser instincts. He wants to bite back.
Breathing quickens. The natural rasp of his voice deepens through the burn of his shoulder, muscle and tissue bruised and broken. ]
Don’t waste any. You won’t find another human as delicious as I am. [ his leg draws up, bending at the knee, ] Become addicted to me, so you won’t want anyone else…
[ Proud, but bargaining and desperate, unwilling to share this vampire with the countless other lovers he surely has. Something like that? ]
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There is the possibility that the man is simply leaning into his role and remaining in character, but between the two of them, it's clear who would overpower who if it came down to life or death. So Vanitas does slow down, trying hard to think about all the reasons why he shouldn't develop a taste for blood. He pulls away a little, licking skin clean almost apologetically until those words cause Vanitas to freeze.
His eyes flicker between Rokurou's face and the bite marks on his neck, his face slowly heating up from just how accurate those words end up being.]
I..I..[Ah, damn it. His lines have escaped him, but the aftertaste of that blood is still on his lips. Vanitas whispers an apology into his neck, biting again, this time closer to his shoulder, shifting to shamelessly press against the bent knee. He's not sure how much of that is playing his role, and how much is his chasing just a bit more of his taste like the potential addict he might really become. There will be time to scold himself for finding pleasure in this later.
Vanitas moans, one of his hands moves to cradle the other side of the other man's head, fingertips brushing over the textured black markings on the other side of his face and neck.]
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Rokurou’s calm, which had already been ruffled by that groan and slide against his knee, unravels quicker when fingertips brush against his blight. Despite the rough and thick texture of that daemonic flesh, it’s highly sensitive—he twitches, heartbeat and breathing quickening. The urge to flip their positions is sudden and intense, held off only by some tightly held restraint. He should be praised for it considering how badly he wants to do it.
It’s a shame this role is ‘human thoroughly seduced by vampire’ and not ‘human loses his cool and takes full advantage of vampire until sunrise’. His neck continues to throb, ache a constant pulse alongside the tickle of pleasure from different points of touch.
It’s fine if he enjoys this a bit, right? Thoughts of a selfish daemon as he combs a hand through the other man’s hair, deft fingers spread between locks, as he draws back an inch only to turn his face into it, lips seeking his partner’s bloodied mouth. Rokurou is liberal with licking across the younger man’s mouth before kissing him, sinking that plying tongue inward for a fuller taste of his own blood, grinding slick muscle over those prosthetic fangs. ]
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His thighs tighten around the other man's lap when he feels fingers rake through his hair. Vanitas allows him to create space between them, looking at him and expecting fear or disgust, but instead he's met with a kiss. It instantly becomes clear that whoever this man is, he isn't there to judge him. His eyes close as he returns the kiss, making a soft sound in approval against the other pair of lips because his blood tastes as good as his tongue.
Vanitas doesn't know if he was born with these perversions or if they're a result of being in this place. His hands pull at partially blood-stained fabric, half to get the evidence of the incident out of the way, but also to gain access to more skin. He pauses when his own tongue slides past the opposing pair of lips and he feels sharp teeth there too. Somehow he feels less guilty for biting the man now that he's almost certain he's not human.]
I don't want anyone else. You're all mine. [The lines are spoken in between soft pants when he tries to catch his breath. Vanitas makes lingering eye contact, then his gaze steadies on his partner's mouth again.] This bond goes both ways. I'm yours now, too. [That part is not in the script but he's not sure it even matters. He can feel a very specific hardness against him, almost grinning when he pushes himself up on both his arms.]
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That heated stare snaps back up to his partner’s eyes when he rolls like that. A tease—and it works, with Rokurou being the tactile creature that he is. Friction between trousers, weight grinding over the hard shape of his cock… his breath hitches, that newly bared chest rising and falling with quicker breaths. A missed drop of blood has trickled down his collarbone, streaking red to a hard nipple.
Rokurou’s mouth twitches with a little grin at the ad-lib. In response, his hands fall to the front of his partner’s belt, digging his thumbnail beneath the metal prong to flick it open. ]
Does that mean I get to taste you too?
[ He jerks the leather sharply on the other direction to whip it free of the buckle. Tugging relieves the other man of that particular article before his thumb shoves at the button of his trousers. Someone’s greedy for more. ]
As a human [ lol ] I don’t crave blood… but there’s something else I want.
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Vanitas notices the movement at his waist, but doesn't realize that it's his belt being undone, the front of his trousers open. His arousal must have been obvious under the fabric, and now even more so as the clothing makes way to release his cock from its constraints.
Both Vanitas' brows furrow in an effort not to laugh at the line. Human. Right. He may not be cut out for this kind of acting, but he keeps it together long enough to nod. ] What did you have in mind? Are you curious about me? Do you want to know how I taste? [He's far too good at flipping that switch and going from seduced to seductive. His lips find his way back up to that mouth again, helping his partner's hands push his trousers down his hips.]
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[ There is no subtlety in the way his tongue sweeps across his lips. Passivity isn’t Rokurou’s style—and with those trousers tugged down to better show off that erection, who would have the patience to sit back and wait anyway? An enthralled human could latch onto the vampire seducing him for a taste, right? Not that he’s all that concerned about the feasibility of what’s happening in this film.
His gaze flicks up. This way, close enough that his warm breath feathers against Vanitas’ stomach, it isn’t difficult to see that those eyes are mismatched. One honey gold, and the hidden one inhuman red between breaks of inky hair. ]
Vampires can come, right? Give it to me.
[ He smooths a hand down the other man’s hip, nails scratching faint tally marks as he goes. A prelude to the insistent suck of his mouth, lips planting just below the navel and sinking southward. As long as he isn’t stopped, his lips will find the length of that erection, sliding his tongue to the tip for a sample. ]
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He's sure the character he's playing has seduced a countless number of pathetic humans to bed, but Vanitas is not quite so experienced. The anticipation of what a mouth might feel like on his cock gives him the most delightful chills, and each point of contact below his waist has him twitching with interest.]
Y-yes. We certainly can. [He stutters, but catches himself and follows up with more assertiveness in his voice. Like he's the one in command when the two of them are probably aware of the truth.] Open your mouth for me. I want to feel that delightful tongue of yours.
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As you wish, [ husky, ] Master.
[ Palms press against narrow hips as hands squeeze. The daemon's eyes narrow in pleasure before his lips part, readily taking the head of the other man's erection between them with proper intent. He kneads the weight of that cock with his tongue, licking along its length to get a good feel of it before sinking his mouth down around it. A pleased groan rumbles in his throat, vibration echoing out to the erection grinding against the velvet of his inner cheek.
A little bit more teasing before patience thins. He wants what he wants. Eyes narrowing, Rokurou relaxes both jaw and throat and begins to slide, bobbing while sucking around Vanitas' erection, allowing the head to push into the clutch of his throat when he bottoms out at the base of the other man's cock. The sensation of working into rhythmic burn is a pleasurable one; Rokurou sighs, another groan chafing as he tightens his mouth and greedily swallows down everything he can get. ]
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Those nerves eventually fall away when he realizes he's in good hands. And a good mouth. He gasps as the warmth encircles his cock, swearing softly under his breath because he couldn't have anticipated that feeling. His cheeks grow hotter the longer he watches the man work, and in turn working himself up entirely from the visuals of it. The reality that he's not going to last very long this way has come and gone, and Vanitas has accepted his fate.
Though his hands ball up into fists when his scene partner opens up wider and his cock slides right down his throat, bumping against the area right past that dangly thin--uvula. He forgets his medical training so easily in these moments, his father would be turning in his grave.]
My God..
[He's not a religious man, so his prayers likely fall on deaf ears, his impending orgasm hitting him like a pleasurable punch to the stomach. His core and thighs tighten as he shoots his release down Rokurou's throat, an embarrassingly loud half-moan half-cry leaving him the second that it hits. Vanitas rocks his hips through the waves of pleasure, each pulse having less and less to fill Rokurou's mouth with until he's entirely spent and panting.]
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The force still earns a grunt as tears mat in his eyelashes. A physiological reaction to the burn that coats his throat. Rokurou swallows once, twice, lowering eyelids to blink away damp blur while exhaling through his nose. Once finished, he finally pulls up, wiping saliva from his swollen lips with a sweep of thumb. Heat pools in his stomach, like whiskey straight from the bottle.
Open again, his gaze slides back to the prone figure of his partner. The sight of a pretty youth spent and panting is satisfying one. Rokurou’s mismatched eyes glitter with mirth as he leans forward, a hand sinking into the bed beside Vanitas’ flushed face as he arcs over his “vampire master”. A pink tongue brazenly darts between those curved lips as he relishes lingering flavor. ]
You’re delicious.
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He's still panting when he hears those words, moving his arm to tell him it's over and he can cut it out now, but finds lips ready to meet his own. Vanitas could have turned his head away to avoid it, but he doesn't. He makes a little sound against Rokurou's lips, not quite a moan and not really a whimper, but he can taste a hint of himself which causes all his composure to leave him again as he kisses back for what feels like lifetimes. But no one calls "cut" so Vanitas parts from him on his own.]
Should I taste you as well? [It's probably obvious that Vanitas, at this point in time, is nowhere near as good as Rokurou had been. Far too new to this place and to sex in general to have acquired these skills, but what's fair is fair. If the other man wishes it, Vanitas can figure it out as he goes. His knee bends to slide over the inside of his thigh, not bold enough to feel for his cock with his hands, but the strategic movement of his leg between stronger thighs would tell him everything he needs to know.] Or do you want something else?
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Ah, if only their roles were reversed. He’d completely devour this young man. As it stands, he’s still technically an enthralled human, so he can only lament the missed opportunity to help himself. So, his swollen lips quirk with a smile as he gazes at the “vampire” with a blend of reverence and heated arousal. Of which, the latter is completely genuine. His cock is still straining against the front of his trousers, damp where the head leaks beads of precum. ]
How does my master want me? [ he drawls his words, a touch too teasing for a bedazzled human, but who cares, ] I want… what you want. Do you wish to take me in hand, to control my pleasure? Or would you have me pleasure you a second time… somewhere more intimate? [ he hums, then his voice pitches, a touch raspier, ] Or would it please you to watch me take care of myself…?
[ He presses in to kiss again, always hungry for more. From the looks of it, he doesn’t seem as if he’d be unhappy with any of the options. ]
Tell me. Command me.
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Come here, human. [Vanitas pulls the other man down to bring his mouth close as if going in for a kiss, but instead he speaks right against the other pair of lips.] I would watch you touch yourself for me to start. The sight would be splendid. [As he speaks he pulls the fastenings of Rokurou's trousers, hand sliding inside to feel out his cock curiously. Vanitas does what he can to mask his nervousness, but it leaves him as he accepts that this man genuinely willing. Not just for the cameras.]
Show it to me. [His voice is lower in his demand, Vanitas' lips returning those kisses belatedly while his hand pulls free the stranger's cock from his pants.]
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Drooping eyelashes flicker as he glances down between them, moving to take his own cock in hand. A show, then? Hot. ]
Watch, then… master.
[ Rokurou tightens his grip and thumbs along his length, beginning to stroke his cock. His hand begins slowly, working from tip to base, the motion smoothing with precum. His brow furrows as pleasure begins to mount; he bites his bottom lip and sighs through his nose.
He leans back enough so that Vanitas can clearly watch his movements. With his own heated gaze squarely on the other man’s face, he asks, ]
Am I allowed to come?