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【 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

WELCOME TO THE LOT

► All of these new stars are being welcomed to the Peacock in style. The Nest, the resort's premier massive shopping complex, is now lined with dozens upon dozens of trailers, each with a glittering gold star on the door. While unassuming on the outside, the inside of these honeywagons are pockets of luxury in tiny square footage. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a trailer, of course. We're sure you'll figure something out.

► Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a mixed bag of gaudy glitz and old money velvet, reflecting the dual faces of Hollywood. Whether you're sporting some classic luxury with a pipe or draped in cheetah faux fur, these robes are skimpy, potentially giving a raunchy photoshoot to those pesky paparazzi!

► Existing characters are welcome to take up residence in any empty slots in these honeywagons. Just because you're not the newest ingenue on the block doesn't mean you're forgotten. Besides, we need you experienced actors close to set for quick costume changes and touch-ups. No need to ask to be moved! It’s all taken care of already.

HIRED HENS

► Several security guards have been newly hired to protect the actors from paparazzi and potential threats. These burly cocos and hens all have three things in common: tight black suits, rippling muscles, and owl heads. These heads aren't just for show; this elite group of guards can swivel their heads 360 degrees to provide the utmost level of surveillance.

► Unfortunately for actors, these owls are both nocturnal and way too into their jobs. They particularly like doing rounds during night hours and staring into the windows of the honeywagons to watch the actors sleep. Some owls will creep into the trailers to watch over their charges by sitting at their bedsides. An owl may be there, staring, where you least expect it. However, their diligence may not necessarily be a bad thing!

► Alongside owl security, actors may find themselves bombarded by paparazzi. These photo-hungry tabloid journalists are all after shots that will fetch a high price, willing to do anything for a scoop. The majority of these new paparazzi, in contrast to owl security, have hummingbird heads. They're just as quick too, zooming in and out of both backstage and the sets in search of a scandal.

► Be careful, because hummingbirds aren't the only paparazzi. That's right — guests, new or existing, may find themselves scouted to play ball with the tabloids. They may not be as obvious as those aggressive hummingbird reporters; some may even be working undercover in search of a scandal to sell to the highest bidder. All actors are at risk of embarrassing or defamatory photos being published in resort magazines or posted to the bulletin boards.

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

ROLE REGISTER

► What better way to get to know your colleagues than to check out their resume? All guests will have access to the actor registry, which provides an overview of actors and basic information about them.

► The registry, with the help of the Golden Peacock's AI, can also flag complementary resumes. An actor that may have good chemistry, match the requirements for a particular scene, or has unique experience relevant to an upcoming job may reappear at the top of the search several times.

► Actors can communicate through the registry. There is a general messaging board where everyone can see what is posted and personal inboxes for private correspondence with an actor. Actors are encouraged to collaberate because many of the scenes in the available movie projects involve intimacy.

COPYABLE CODE

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COSTUME DEPARTMENT

GET INTO CHARACTER

PICK OUT YOUR DUDS

► The trendy clothing boutiques of The Nest have been transformed. The walls between these small stores have vanished to create a vast costume warehouse divided by department, seemingly overnight. Actors may freely browse the racks to select suitable costumes for the roles they've been cast. The directors aren't picky about how their actors dress as long as it suits the part, allowing guests creative freedom as part of the process.

► Actors that choose costumes that are extremely unsuitable for their roles will be forced to change into something chosen by costuming staff. These mandated costumes will be on theme but will always be slutty, sexy, and enhance an actor's unique "assets". An actor blessed with a bountiful bosom may find themselves wearing a tight little lace bra while an actor with a thick ass may end up in assless chaps. It's all about giving the people what they want, you know?

► All articles in the warehouse run the risk of being possessed. There are no clear-cut signs as to which pieces are cursed and which are not before putting something on. Possessed costumes come in two flavors: Type A and Type B.

Type A possessions are straightforward. The actor wearing a Type A costume cannot remove it alone — they will find that no matter how many times they grab a button or tug on that zipper tab, nothing will unfasten. Someone else must remove the costume for them. Good thing there are a bunch of changing rooms just big enough to fit two people inside around, huh?

Type B possessions are unique. The actor wearing the costume will begin to feel influenced by it. They may feel inspired or compelled to act out the role it embodies. This possession will not be satisfied until some level of resonance between actor and role is achieved. While the possession isn't satisfied the costume cannot be removed. But hey, you're an actor headed to set, so surely this is only gravy for your performance!

DOLLED UP

► Done getting into costume? Head over to hair and makeup! After all, clothes are only half the battle. Whether you need to get glammed up or slapped into some monster makeup, the makeup artists are here to help. Mostly. Actually, they're super understaffed, and there aren't enough makeup artists to meet demand. Though they hate to ask, could you guys potentially help each other get ready?

► Actors confident in their makeup and hair styling skills (or just confident) will be allowed to use any tools to help get their fellow actors ready. However, any actors kind enough to jump in and assist will be warned that many of these products are made at home in the Golden Peacock. If not used with discretion, they can potentially make the actor being worked on ... extremely horny! Like a game of Russian roulette, one in five of all beauty products are created with aphrodisiacs. Ironically, this isn't even for the sake of getting guests into the Game 52 spirit — their supplies are just like that.

► Fill-in artists shouldn't fret too much. The majority of those products only have aphrodisiacs in minuscule amounts. When applied carefully they typically cause minor arousal or sensitivity. Artists that spray and paint with reckless abandon, however, may find a new problem on their hands!

GRAB A GIG

FIND YOUR BIG BREAK

GETTING TO SET

► The Golden Peacock is buzzing with excitement for two big blockbusters that are currently in production: LORD OF THE WINGS and STAR WARBLERS. Both of these films come from movie franchises that are adored resort-wide for their iconic blend of story, romance, porn, and action.

► Directors will be filming dozens of scenes with different actors in lead and supporting roles. Actors are given creative freedom on how to approach their roles, with barebones scripts that offer a general idea of where the scene should go and some spicy lines here and there. One actor’s take on a role may be different than another’s.

For example, three different actors portraying the Dragon Lord in Lord of the Wings may take their portrayals three different ways. A lonely Dragon Lord, a villainous Dragon Lord, and a misunderstood Dragon Lord are all fair game. Supporting characters such as the elves and faeries the warriors meet during their travels are completely free game within the bounds of “elf” and “fairy” in classic movie tropes.

► Two new floors have appeared in the ever-changing Peacock, each dedicated to one of the films, due to their massive and comprehensive sets. Guests will discover two new buttons on every elevator’s operating panel. Actors and fans are invited to enjoy these sets even when the camera isn’t rolling — this blend of high-tech VR and real world elements comes at a very high budget, so guests are encouraged get their fill while they’re available!

INDIE HITS

► In addition to the two massive blockbusters, several spin-off series and porn shorts currently casting and underway. The directors of these major motion pictures have kindly permitted the filming of smaller projects using these unique movie sets when they aren’t already in use. Smalltime directors and film enthusiasts are eagerly pitching their porn scripts in hopes that they’ll get made!

► Several smaller sets can be found around the Peacock for these homegrown productions. While some scripts utilize locations that can already be found in the Peacock, other long-standing guests have pooled their money together to establish a handful of sets not already available in the resort. These sets are open for use at any time.

► Unlike the large production crews of Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers, these smaller porn projects do not have a big budget for staff. Some projects utilize AI and drones to film, so actors that are shy about getting down and dirty around a physical cameraman need not worry! Both the producers and the Golden Peacock staff want their stars to be as comfortable as possible to fully enjoy the experience.

SPIN THE WHEEL

► It wouldn’t be the Golden Peacock if there weren’t some kind of game-like twist! While actors are encouraged to go out for any roles or films they find interesting, those looking to win large and extra-large chip payments can spin the fetish wheel to up the ante. Actors that spin the fetish wheel must incorporate what the ticker lands on into their next role.

► Can’t manage to work it into your scene? Those that fail their fetish task will find a huge chip deduction from their bank account and a punishment waiting for them. Any actors that fail the game must dress up in sexy costumes and go around the Golden Peacock handing out fliers for the premiere of Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers, with strict instructions to dance sexily for anyone that accepts a flier. Hey, the directors have spent tons of money on these movies, they’ll take free advertising however they can get it.

► SPIN THE WHEEL HERE!

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. 】

A FANTASTICAL SET

► Guests taking the elevator to the new floor labeled 'LORD OF THE WINGS SET' will are greeted with a cool, damp breeze as soon as the doors open. Unlike any other area of the resort, this set evokes a very real sensation of stepping out onto the earth to embrace snowcapped mountains, lush forests, and wide-open sky. The size of this set is massive with different climates depending upon where filming is happening. Towns, villages, and tribes can also be found.

► The set is teeming with background actors that have been instructed to stay in character at all times. Actors may encounter both friend and foe while exploring the set, regardless of whether or not the cameras are rolling. Lord of the Wings features a wide range of character types ranging from humans and elves to monsters and beasts.

► Key locations in The Lord of the Wings are: human villages; siren's cove; fairy's forest; Beastmen wilds; Elven mountains; and the dragon's crystal lair. But these are not the only locations in the set! Actors will find a fantastical range of areas to explore and enjoy.

MAGICAL DANGERS

When it comes to movie magic, the Golden Peacock is more magic than movie! While sets are generally safe and violence is simulated, there are elements of the film that can affect actors for real. If guests aren't careful, they may really find themselves in a sticky situation and need a clever Hollywood way to get out of it. Or maybe they'll need to live out a classic trope for real.

► LIEBERRIES: Found in the Elven mountains. Delicious but cursed: you can only lie for 20 minutes after consumption. Beware misunderstandings!

► SNUGGLEBLOSSOMS: Found in the Fairy forest. These charming blossoms produce an immense amount of pollen. Breathing in snuggleblossom pollen is lethal. The only cure is to fuck within two hours of inhaling.

► THERAPANGO: Found in the Siren's cove. Anyone eating it will spill their emotional baggage to the nearest object (tree, statue, enemy soldier). It's cathartic, if not dignified.

► RAINBOW CRYSTALS: Found in the dragon's crystal lair. Contact with a rainbow crystal will increase endurance but delay/deny orgasms. No wonder the dragon was so hard up!

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. 】

A TASTE OF OUTER SPACE

► Guests taking the elevator to the new floor labeled 'STAR WARBLERS' will greeted with the ethereal hue of stars and planets outside of crystal-clear windows. While the set of Star Warblers is smaller than Lord of the Wings, it's far more detailed, completely imitating a starship traveling through the vastness of space. All of the elements of the spaceship are dripping in high-tech science fiction.

► The set includes background actors that have been instructed to stay in character at all times. Actors may encounter both friend and foe while exploring the set, regardless of whether or not the cameras are rolling. The background actors of Star Warblers are primarily Warbler Troops wearing helmets, highly ranked Warblers in sharp military uniforms, and white-coat clad scientists.

► Key locations in Star Warblers are: the prison hold, the ship's bridge, the command deck, and the ship's research laboratory. But these are not the only locations in the set! Actors will find a range of futuristic areas to explore on the ship.

ALIEN THREATS

Why keep the science fiction fictional when the Peacock can provide the real thing? While sets are generally safe and violence is simulated, there are elements of the film that can affect actors for real. If guests aren't careful, they may really find themselves in a sticky situation and need a clever Hollywood way to get out of it. Or maybe they'll need to live out a classic trope for real.

► 'TORTURE' BOTS: Found in the prison hold. Robots programmed to 'torture' prisoners into revealing information. These bots are equipped with dildos, vibrators, pussy pocket hands, lube jets, feather ticklers, etc. These bots can be controlled by the wardens for more intimate 'torture' sessions.

► SPACE RATS: Found in various locations. Small, neon rats that run around the hallways and in cargo areas of the ship. If bitten by a space rat, their bite will continue to swell until the bitten person has sex.

► GREEN GOOP: Found in the research labs. In syringes and in massive bubbling pods. When not watched, the goop will move on its own and try to absorb anyone around into it.

► GEMSTONE EGG: Found in the research lab. The gemstone egg that the scientists are evaluating, important for the future of the Warbler race. Any physical contact with the gemstone egg will inspire the sudden urge to mate and breed.

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. 】

BOX OFFICE BOOM

► "And many, many, many more!" is no exaggeration. Smalltime directors and long-standing guests are producing dozens of pornos and these pornos are in need of actors. The above is not the extent of possibility. Players are encouraged to make up any kind of porno scene they want! Characters may take advantage of open sets to make videos or take photoshoots for their personal use, general public release not required.

► These pornos typically lack story and focus more on fetish and kink. The plots are loose, the lines are ad-libbed, and if there are any crew around it's one guy in a hoodie eating a donut. However, the cameras available for rent are just as high quality as the ones used on Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers. If that's not your style, all Watches have the capability to connect via bluetooth to film through standing cameras.

► Actors that participate in filming will receive a large payout per role. The more jobs you take, the more money you'll make! Alternatively, actors that don't fill any roles may find their bank accounts suddenly plunged deep into the red, no matter how rich they may have been before.

EXTRA SETS

Current Peacock locations and all of the Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers sets may be used for pornos. However, the world of kink is vast and variety is the spice of life. Several smaller open sets not usually available have appeared around the resort for actor use.

► CASTLE(S): Sets featuring the aesthetics of historical castles. Numerous versions are available, each influenced by a different culture (eg, English; French; Italian, Spanish; Russian; Chinese; Japanese; Korean; etc).

► CHURCH: A church stylized after Catholic/Christian aesthetics. Includes a confessional, pews, altar, and worship room.

► MANSION: A luxurious mansion designed to evoke high-class old money. Includes a servants' quarters for clandestine cross-class affairs.

► BEACH: An enclosed set with powdery sand and an artificial ocean. Includes grottos, a lifeguard station, and a large rubber shark.

► OFFICE: A plain work office lacking any particular unique qualities. Includes cubicles, copy machine, manager's office, and conference rooms. Smells like soul-sucking capitalism.

PREMIERE

YOUR BIG DEBUT

WALK THE RED CARPET

► We’re rolling out the red carpet! Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers open the same night. All actors that participated in any film, be it one of the blockbusters or a smaller project, are invited to dress to the nines and blow kisses to their adoring fans while strutting their stuff. Actors will have the chance to take fabulous glam photoshoots and share their thoughts about filming with reporters. Be careful, anything that happens on the red carpet can become tomorrow’s hot new gossip. Some of those pesky hummingbird journalists are so eager for a scandal that they’ll make something happen, sneakily!

► The Golden Peacock has upgraded its formerly dinky little theater into a grand multiplex for the occasion, so actors and audience can enjoy these films in delicious IMAX. The multiplex is lush in red velvet and fabulous “bed” seats — each seat is designed to couple two guests together. You won’t be lonely during the screening since cuddling up with someone else is mandatory to enjoy the movie(s).

► All premiere attendees will be gifted expensive swag bags upon entrance to the theater. Inside each bag guests will find a bottle of champagne, chocolate truffles, gourmet popcorn, trendy sodas, gummy candies … and one random sex toy. No harm in spicing up a special premiere, right?

The note included with the sex toy explains: 【 Get your seat partner off with this toy before the film ends for a special prize! 】 What’s the prize? Those that get their seat-partner off during the film will be given a Golden Globe. This exclusive gold statue comes in two styles: penis with balls or vagina with breasts. Congratulations!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ 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.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[survivaltricks]

[oh. . . ?]

[. . .]

[Akira's grin widens]

[without hesitation, he draws one hand back (the other stays tucked underneath the garter, resting flat against the curve of Minato's thigh) and offers it to his companion. palm turned up, fingers slightly curled. . . chin lifted as an excited spark dances in the backs of his eyes. that's yet another earnest want, isn't it? another genuine desire. if he weren't already worked up, that alone would be enough to get Akira's blood pumping hotly through his veins]

They're getting a little stuffy, anyway.

[PLAYFUL FINGER WAGGLE]

[memori3s]

[ That comes as no surprise. Akira's gloves reach all the way up to his elbows; that can't be very comfortable at all. Even Minato's own wrist-height cloth gloves are starting to feel unbearable.

For his own sake, Minato pretends he doesn't see the playful finger waggle or the way Akira's grin widens. He'll focus on the leather glove instead, pinching the fabric Akira's wrist to give it a gentle tug. The glove slides down Akira's arm without any resistance at all, dragged all the way down until he's finally freed the hand of that stuffy glove.

It gets carelessly dropped off to the side, joining the accumulating pile of clothing.

Minato glances down at Akira's other hand tucked beneath his garter. Well... Akira can feel that one, Minato supposes, if Akira's so reluctant to leave the space at his thigh for even a few seconds. ]

[survivaltricks]

[Akira gives a shaky exhale as Minato slowly pulls away his glove, faux leather sliding across skin to finally pool on the ground at their side. and the first thing Akira does with those newly freed fingers is--]

[. . . reach out to gently push aside Minato's bangs, giving him a clear view of the other wild card's rosy-cheeked features, blue framed with a rather fetching red]

Thanks.

[he mumbles, voice low and a little raspy]

. . . you look good when you're asking for something.

[wanting something. pushing past base instinct to reach out and take it. the hand at Minato's face stays there as Akira draws the other up-- somewhat reluctantly, mind you-- so Minato can dispose of that glove as well]

[memori3s]

[ Akira lifts his hand; Minato's gaze tracs its movements as it rises and -- gentle fingertips reach out to brush against his bangs out of his face. His eyes widen briefly, blood roaring in his ears from the distinct feeling of being seen. The rose in his cheeks is dyed an even deeper shade of red, gaze darting away from Akira's once more.

"Weirdo," is what Minato nearly says, a half-hearted attempt to deflect Akira's earnest and heartfelt comment. And it's not like what Akira says doesn't make his own pulse thrum within his veins.

So instead, he muses: ]

...guess there's no point in asking if you mean that.

[ After all, Akira always says what he means.

As he feels Akira's other hand sliding down from his thigh, Minato reaches up to accept it in both hands, using one to cradle it in his palm and the other to tug at the fabric, drawing it down and off Akira's hand.

It joins his other glove on the floor.

Wordlessly, Minato lifts his own hands, offering them to Akira in a tacit request in spite of his still-averted gaze. ]

[survivaltricks]

[You know better, Akira thinks. but the words don't quite make it to his lips as Minato looks away. it's the second time this encounter that his companion has not been able to meet his gaze. Akira would be more worried about it. . . if he didn't already suspect he knew what thoughts were running around in Minato's head]

[dangerous. this is. . . very dangerous]

[but those notions are dismissed almost immediately, dispersed to the recesses of his mind so Akira can focus on the here and now. in grounding himself in the present. he swallows thickly, features softening, smile still curving up his lips, before he takes both proffered hands in his own. glove fabric is bunched at at Minato's wrists before Akira peels them off one after the other, leaving his companion's fingers bared against his own]

[and then Akira wastes no time in lacing those fingers together, pressing their palms flush, anchoring himself to Minato as he leans in to practically whisper]

Minato. . . look at me?

[memori3s]

[ One by one, his own gloves are peeled off his hands. The air from the trailer is cool against bare skin. But before Minato can return them to his sides, there are hands against his own, fingers interlocking with fingers, palms lying against palms. Minato blinks, dazed by the sudden sensation of skin against skin, the first true instance of mutual contact between them.

Carefully, his own fingers curl over the backs of Akira's hands. They're an anchor as Akira leans in, a tether to stop himself from being swept away by the terrifying warmth blooming within his chest.

"Look at me?" Akira asks, and isn't that the least that he deserved?

Slowly, Minato's gaze lifts from the ground. He swallows as he rests it on Akira, at first on the other's lips, then the expanse of skin just above his cheekbones. It hovers there for a moment as he blinks, slate-blue finally meeting the other wild card's dark irises.

He speaks again, soft: ]

...like this, right?

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[ah. hell. did Akira accidentally play himself? because they moment they lock eyes, the entire world around him seems to come screeching to a halt, seconds hanging frozen in the air as he stares right back. he doesn't breathe. actually. . . has he forgotten how to breathe? has his heart forgotten how to beat? and yet. . .]

[all he can do is smile and nod, his grip on Minato's hands tightening for just a fraction of a second]

. . . yeah. Like this.

[this is dangerous]

[but then again, since when has Akira ever shied away from danger? when has he ever done anything but listen to whimsical beckoning of his heart, no matter where it may lead him?]

[that's all Minato gets before Akira dips forward to steal away another kiss. just as slow, just as languid, just as respectful as his earlier one. even if every single action surrounding this kiss has been anything but. . . respectful]

[memori3s]

[ Even with the intense heat he spots in Akira's eyes, the smile is reassurance, sending more warmth throughout Minato. It radiates from his chest, cascading down his limbs and into the tips of his fingers and toes. There is nothing to fear in this particular warmth. It soothes, washing over his anxieties like a cool balm.

And just like before, Minato is ready to meet Akira partway, hungry for that blend of coffee and spice that's quickly becoming addictive. His eyes drift shut as he sinks into the feel of Akira's soft lips against his own, his grip on Akira's hands growing firmer. He settles more comfortably against the wall as well, sensing that this both of them are on the same page in taking their time, indulging while they can, entirely unhurried.

...it's nothing like their initial encounter. There's no fever pitch in the passion coursing through him, only the earnest desire to open himself to someone he's come to trust, to cherish in such a short period of time. But then again, that's not something so unusual for him, not so unusual for a person who understood the limitations of time, how the opportunities to connect would someday come to a close.

So for now, he'll indulge, pulling Akira in even closer by their joined hands. ]

[survivaltricks]

[Akira has no understanding of the limitations of mortality. but then again. . . he doesn't really need it to chase after that which he wants, does he? not when his heart is so free and open, willing to allow any swell of emotion fill its cavities. even so. . . he still finds himself thinking back to that very first smile Minato had given him, soft and genuine, but oh-so fleeting, like the beat of a butterfly's wings. he doesn't know why he keeps coming back to it]

[but. . . he does know it just encourages him to pursue this even more. to cherish every single moment, past and present]

[Akira may not be in a rush, but that doesn't mean he isn't eager. he leans into the kiss, subconsciously pressing Minato even further against the wall, a low growl of approval rumbling in the back of his throat. one hand remains linked with his companion's-- to savor that precious, intimate contact-- while the other draws away to sneak underneath Minato's skirt again. palm flat against his outer thighs, dragging sparks up across newly exposed skin until he reaches more fabric at the other Wild Card's waist]

[what kind of underwear does a fake maid wear while running away from the paparazzi!!]

[memori3s]

[ Minato's content to oblige as Akira presses him further against the wall. A smile curves gently on his lips at the sound of the low growl, audible proof of how deeply Akira intends to indulge. His own quiet moan weaves itself with the noise; like this, there's nowhere else for Minato to look or to feel, only drinking in the entire presence of his companion.

It's not the palm flat against his thigh that has him shuddering and turning an even deeper shade of rose. Rather, it's the fact that the hand's made it all the way up to his waist, fingers brushing against soft fabric adorned with the same lace and ribbon as his garter. Each hip is complete with a small, red bow, stark against the white of the lingerie.

It seems the resort took some form of mercy on this poor fake maid, ensuring his underwear wasn't too uncomfortable...

While Minato can't see what Akira's up to beneath the skirt, the hand against his skin is searing, leaving plenty left to see in his own mind's eye. After all, he hadn't been dressed blindfolded and knows exactly what lies beneath the layers.

And though there's a part of him that's bashful about Akira being so close to someplace making his desire stark, he's reassured by the fact that... there's no need to be shy when Akira must already know. ]

[survivaltricks]

[gggggods, every piece of this feels a bit like unwrapping a present, each layer sending a shuddering exhale throughout the entirety of Akira's body. fingers curl into the ribboned fabric at Minato's waist, ready to tug. . . though he resists temptation and doesn't. not quite yet]

[instead, he breaks the kiss, sucking in a sharp breath as he does so. forehead pressed against Minato's, eyes still fluttered shut, their noses just barely brushing. . . he speaks, words trembling, low and hoarse as though filtered through smoke]

Do you want all of it off--?

[he has to ask, because Minato is still clad in most of his dress. and Akira knows the moment he strips his companion of this final piece of fabric, the rest of the outfit is getting completely forgotten]

[memori3s]

[ Minato leans into the touch, his own forehead pressing against Akira's while eagerly soaking up the other's words: the sound of each syllable, the insatiable rasp in it, the stutter in each of Akira's breaths.

He's observed the hunger in Akira's eyes, the way they raked over and absorbed his appearance from head to toe. By now, it's become crystal clear to Minato that Akira is absolutely into the layers of cloth wrapped around his form.

And perhaps that's why a smile rests on his lips. It's true -- it's a little warm, but either way, everything that'll follow will inevitably send his body alight either way.

Minato closes some distance between the two of them, enough to brush the tips of their noses against each other, enough to hover just close enough for Akira to feel each breath against his lips. ]

...mm. No. Leave it on.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . ah.]

[so that's how it is]

[there's no mistaking the way Akira's heart leaps in his chest, fluttering with wings far more powerful than that of a butterfly's. he hadn't realized exactly how much he had wanted the dress to stay on until Minato had told him to leave it be. the sensation of heated skin sliding against skin is addictive, but he thinks. . . there is something to be said about. . .]

[it's not the dress itself. maid kink isn't really Akira's thing, and he knows it. but everything underneath-- from the thigh-highs to the ribboned underwear to the very fact that it is Minato clad in all of these thick, cotton layers-- that's what makes it exciting]

[a shuddering exhale, and Akira's lips curve into a grin]

Good--

[before he steals another kiss, this time hungry and eager and wanting. mind the cold, Minato. . . because Akira is also bunching the fabric of his companion's underwear between his fingers and not-so-slowly starting to tug the garment down]

[memori3s]

[ It seems he's given Akira the correct response, based on the grin and the sparks that burst within his irises. And the kiss that Akira indulges in now -- there's an insatiable edge, a ravenousness to it as he dives back in. Minato is there to meet him with equal fervor, reaching out to pull Akira in closer too. ]

...yeah. Thought so.

[ A hint of pride shimmers through; yes, it seems he'd definitely made the right call.

But he doesn't get to bask too long, and there's a gasp and a hiss as Akira starts tugging his underwear down. Minato lifts his hips to assist his companion, to make space for him to entirely discard that garment should he wish to do so.

It's not possible to see Akira at work, not with his skirt blocking everything from view. But that, in truth, sends a thrill within Minato, a hint of unpredictability mixed into this encounter. It's exciting. Where will Akira's hands go next? How far down will he pull the ribboned lingerie? ]

[survivaltricks]

[thought so, Minato says, and Akira laughs against their kiss, breathless and amused and perhaps a little bit sheepish at being so thoroughly seen. then again. . . being seen every once and a while isn't a bad thing, is it?]

[. . .]

[not. . . by Minato, at least]

Hey, hey. . . can't help myself.

[Akira is less careful with the underwear than he was with the thigh highs, but he still doesn't rush the removal process. he still lets fingers trace the muscles of Minato's thighs and calves, committing each shape to memory via touch, warm and longing. but he also doesn't peel them off slowly-- not now that the fire of want has made him a bit more eager]

[in the end, they come all the way off, tugged carefully between Minato's feet. . . and then lifted so he can get a good look at the lacy garment, red ribbons and all]

[. . .]

Wow.

These weren't uncomfortable?

[memori3s]

[ Finally the layer of lace and cloth interfering with Akira's touch is off, and -- does he really need to lift it up and inspect it like that? ]

...it was getting a little tight.

[ Even before Akira started running his hands over him, there hadn't been much breathing room. On the other hand, there'd been a pretty vast collection of underwear at the costume department, some of them even more sheer, and others hardly counted as an article of clothing.

So all things considered -- could certainly be worse. ]

But pretty tough to run in them.

[ There's an amused smile on his face as he leans forward a bit, propping one knee up to rest and elbow on it, cradling his chin stop his knuckles. ]

...worth it, though.

[ Considering the look in Akira's eye. Just saying. ]

[survivaltricks]

[he absolutely does not. is Akira going to anyway?? yes]

[but only for a brief moment before he laughs and tosses them aside, discarded like the rest of their stripped accessories. one hand sneaks underneath Minato's ruffles for the umpteenth time, coming to rest against the knee that is still outstretched and not occupied by Minato's elbow, fingers drumming lightly across the rounded curves of bone living so close to the surface]

If you're the one saying it. . .

[then Akira is allowed to agree, even if he wasn't the one suffering by running in around in lacy underthings!!]

. . . and by tight, do you mean--

[. . . the hand does not stay innocently perched far away from indecency for long. it's quick. it's meant to be, to purposefully take Minato by surprise, to draw either a sharp gasp or a quiet groan from those smiling lips. but Akira's gaze flutters, eyes lidded, firmly affixed on Minato's smiling features as his palm glides up that thigh once again. this time. . . his touch dips towards his companion's arousal-- blindly so, because he hasn't yet taken a peek at what he is working with yet, and he wants to see how the other Wild Card reacts-- but still with all of the brazen boldness Minato has come to expect from Akira thus far. cheeky!! even during intimacy!!]

[memori3s]

[ Minato won't have to wait long for Akira's hand to start wandering again. Even as it rests upon his knee, the fingers drumming lightly against it are proof of his restlessness. But because Akira offers no other signs of his intent to dive back in, the palm sliding up Minato's thigh is rewarded with the sharp inhale Akira sought.

He blinks, eyelids fluttering as the hand just barely misses where he wants Akira's hand the most. Minato's chin slips from the back of his hand, head bowed as he shakes it in faux disapproval. Teasing him like this, even after getting him all wound up... ]

What else could I mean?

[ Minato lifts his head as his hand returns to his side again, the earlier smile shifting into the more commonly-seen impassivity. Maybe he'd even look uninterested as his gaze breaks away, if it weren't for the red dusting his cheeks. ]

Don't ask rhetorical questions...

[ As if he hasn't just uttered one himself. ]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . what the fuck. cute. cute?? Minato does his best to feign impassivity, but the scarlet painting his cheeks, the flutter of his eyelids, the bow of his head. . . it all speaks of anything but. Akira's heart flutters, more heat sparking to life in his veins, coursing through him in a pleasant wave]

[his grin widens. impish. mischievous. unashamedly hungry]

. . . I want to—

[he wants to see. to touch, to feel, to taste, to hear those familiar sounds of pleasure and need tumble from Minato's lips. but he doesn't finish that thought aloud as he surges forward to press a light kiss against the corner of the other Wild Card's mouth (the only part of his lips Akira can reach, head turned as it is), fingers finally brushing up against what Minato wants the most. curling tightly around heated, hardened skin, wasting no time in gliding down and then up again to start stoking those first few embers of pleasure]

[memori3s]

[ And that's why Minato will never truly stop Akira from asking those questions, unable to stop himself from letting the other indulge.

Lips press against the corner of his mouth; he thinks to turn his head, to return the gesture and allow Akira to deepen it. His mind is suddenly wiped clean though, nothing rattling about in his head other than how good it feels to finally have Akira's hand on him. The fingers curling around him come unexpected, still out of sight from beneath layers of cloth.

His breath stutters as Akira coaxes those first few embers of pleasure into something bigger, each stroke akin to the steady pump of bellows breathing life into the beginnings of a flame. ]

Then --

[ Minato swallows down a moan as he feels himself throb within Akira's grasp. ]

What else -- what else do you want...?

[ A question he may soon regret asking, but Minato finds that he can't find it in him to care at all. Not when Akira's watching him with sharp focus, mischief dancing within his eyes. ]

[survivaltricks]

[there it is. the first low groan of hopefully many, and Akira trails his lips to the curves of Minato's jaw, more kisses scattering feather-light across pink skin. the movement of his hand is achingly slow-- enough to draw out some pleasure, but not nearly enough to drag Minato towards that beautiful horizon]

[not yet]

[his response to that question is a low purr, rumbled against the skin of Minato's exposed neck, right above where the slowly-healing bruise peeks out from behind white cotton]

I want to watch you come apart at the seams.

[. . .]

And ruin this dress so badly the costume department won't ever want it back.

[and he punctuates that last declaration by swirling his thumb across the tip of Minato's arousal, his touch slow and slick and horribly teasing]

[memori3s]

[ It's impossible for Minato to obscure how he truly feels about those comments. In spite of remaining wordless, his body betrays his own desires: a shudder rolling down his spine, more of his arousal beading at the tip. The thumb swirling languid across his sensitive head doesn't help at all, the gesture just as slow as the rest of Akira's hand.

Warm breath puffs over a purple bruise on his neck. Minato swallows as the one who'd left the mark finds himself drawn to it once more. The bruise is lingering proof of the first time they'd fallen together. Who's to say that defiled layers of cloth couldn't be another form of it? ]

...greedy, trying to make it your own.

[ Insatiable, even, not that he's voicing any complaints. It makes him just as bad, doesn't it?

He won't comment on Akira's first statement, not when thinking about it would only make the flame beneath his skin burn with greater intensity. And in any event, part of the dress' innermost layer is likely already stained with the beginnings of Akira's playful teasing. ]

But I guess -- that's a form of rebelling against this place, isn't it?

[ Ruining one of its pieces of property, even if it's in a way that the resort probably approved of... ]

[survivaltricks]

Heh. Yeah.

[trying to make it his own indeed. . . his form of rebelling against the things this stupid resort wants them to do. . . just like--]

. . . I am a thief, remember?

[-- just like the criminal he is]

[teeth catch at the exposed skin of Minato's neck. a sharp, only mildly painful nip that will do nothing more than sting for a few short seconds before fading away. Akira is drawn to the mark he left from their last encounter. he finds himself wanting to leave another in his wake, to replace the one that will certainly vanish within another week. but. . .]

[. . . not at Minato's neck]

[the ministrations of his hand slow for only a moment as he draws back, dipping his head low at the same time he further rucks up Minato's skirt, allowing the fabric to bunch at the other Wild Card's waist. it gives him room to duck low enough to press another kiss against the inside of Minato's thigh, free hand pushing his companion's legs open a little bit more, widening the area in which he has to work]

[fingers glide across Minato's arousal once again, squeezing tightly, aiming to draw out another wave of pleasure at the exact same time that kiss turns into a very sharp bite]

[memori3s]

[ A thief who, Minato thinks, might be stealing more than just the dress. Or perhaps he'd already stolen that additional item some time ago, all without Minato even realizing it.

Minato can't help the small sound of protest as Akira slows, depriving him of the addictive glide of his hand. It's gone soon enough as he watches Akira bunch his skirt at his waist, observing curiously to see what the other wild card has in mind next. There isn't much to witness though, not with Akira ducking out of sight and diving between his legs.

Gentle lips and a careful hand coax his thighs apart. Minato complies, eager for the return of Akira's attention. He's rewarded for his patience as Akira's fingers glide across him again, but then he squeezes, teeth sinking into the sensitive skin at his inner thigh at the same time. The leg that remained propped up slips back onto the floor, leaving him writhing against the wall. The back of his head slams against it, eyes screwed shut as the combination of Akira's hand and his teeth rip a high-pitched keen straight from his vocal cords. Even without the sound, it's clear to Akira that the sensation sends liquid-hot pleasure coursing through Minato's veins, body betraying him again as he throbs within his companion's fingers.

It stings, pain blossoming against his skin, but having a mark left someplace so intimate, a place that only the two of them will know, leaves Minato panting and trembling as he leans against the wall, face flushed an even deeper shade of red. ]

That's --

[ Really? Of all the places? Never mind that Minato clearly enjoyed it. ]

You're... insatiable, you know?

[ As if there isn't a breathy quality to his own voice too. ]

[survivaltricks]

[that noise-- the wanting keen, not the sound of Minato's head slamming against the wall so hard the trailer rattles around them-- sets Akira's nerves alight. he feels the hairs at the back of his neck standing on end, feels heat pooling in his gut with enough energy to burn, and. . . a groan of his own rumbles against Minato's thigh, quickly followed by a swipe of heated tongue to soothe the bruising bite mark now etched into Minato's skin]

[another piece of himself left behind for later. another marking to lay down as evidence of their time spent together. gods, does he want to litter the inside of these thighs with even more bite marks. but. . . for now? he'll behave]

[. . . with a small hum, Akira nuzzles his cheek against warm skin, before replying to Minato's breathless sass with a bit of his own]

You. . . like it.

[it's the only reason he does it!! well. . . not the only reason, but still a big one!]

[his continues its rhythmic explorations of Minato's arousal, even as Akira scatters more and more kisses further up his companion's thigh, moving ever-close to the object of his desire. though before he gets there--]

. . . is your head okay?

[HE HEARD THAT THUMP]