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We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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[Sadly, Aak never had the security to make a deal like this back home. As much as it feels like his old turf it's also got a pleasant veneer over it for the viewing audience. In this fiction he's running out of an elaborate shop rather than the lowest-rent place he could find. The person in front of him isn't going to threaten him. And, in a stroke of fortune, he is interested in the person in front of him.]
[Sure, Genya had said he was willing to try some more out-there stuff, but now he gets the double-coercion of the fiction and the filming itself. It has him eager in a way that's wholly sincere.]
Kill someone, huh? [does he believe that? he is a bit curious, the extent to which Genya could play this role in a non-sexy situation,]
Is that all you're good for? Killing, stealing... really, what's your mama gonna think about her boy gone so far off the righteous path?
[He steps closer and nudges the bag of prop money onto his side of the room with his shoe. He makes a show of peering into it. His usual impish smile is tempered with a bit more dark professionalism. His eyes flick down to where Genya is seated- and the cameras do probably catch where his pupils dilate a bit and he needs to catch himself and dial it back. The back-alley rogue doctor doesn't just go pouncing on guys!!]
[ 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…………? ]
[It's easy to act when it's an act he's been doing most of his life. He can quickly improvise the kind of lines that work for a scene like this and avoid the wooden acting that comes from memorizing lines or having them fed through an earpiece. The only downside is that the directors sometimes have to deal with him going off-script in a way that does matter.]
[This director is so blitzed that Aak probably could just pounce on Genya and get the footage approved. But he wants to play with this.]
You're beggin' like she's in cardiac arrest right now! [he teases, shaking his leg a bit.]
[Aak enjoyed submission but the coercion was also part of the fun. It was the idea of making someone do something they'd never consider anyways. It was feeling that something they were holding on tight to got just a bit compromised.]
I've got something you can do. [Aak smiles, canting his head down at the pleading Genya.] Pants off, first.
[ The thug in the script might be desperate enough to do anything, but Genya chokes at the blatant order to remove his pants. Comically spits, even, as if he’s completely forgotten that this is a porno and not a classy drama. It’s a visceral reaction so sudden that his head whips to look at the director, expecting to be scolded for it—but the man is busy staring up at the lights and laughing like a toddler. He isn’t sure if he’s grateful that the guy is such a weird duck, but at least he didn’t notice the flub…
His hands hover over his belt, up and down, up and down, as his cheeks burn red. If it was just Aak he wouldn’t hesitate to take off his pants, but there’s the weirdo director and the cameraman… even though he’s been in the resort for over a year he’s still something of a prude when it comes to strangers and exhibitionism.
So he ad-libs, unaware that his personal feelings bleeding into the script have made it more tantalizing. Behind the camera, the cameraman clenches his fist. Yes, that’s right… you be shy and reluctant… perfect face, excellent juxtaposition between embarrassment and a rough, manly face… ]
You… don’t play with me… [ the mafia thug glowers, all the intimidation in that glare softened by his blush and the way he bites his lower lip, ] … be serious, I’m not fucking around about this…
[Surely some footage can be spliced over the stumble. Or perhaps it will be left as is, with the hesitation and surprise simply being a part of the narrative. The brusque, rough thug who was prepared to fight, kill, or steal, but... not this...]
[Aak's seen plenty of Genya's body. He's seen it enough that he forgets how that might be something best saved for a private exchange. The communal baths were fine, weren't they? Sure, the two of them weren't normally filmed in the bath (that they knew). Still, he's unknowingly in line with the cameraman, giddy from pushing the other's comfort zone.]
You said anything, [the Feline says with a mocking smile.]
You're fine bein' a weapon but not a toy? [There's an extra edge of glee to saying that, considering their whole relationship had built off of the younger man's offense at being called a boytoy. This character didn't have the freedom to insist that feelings had to be behind everything.]
[ Genya’s cheeks puff in indignation as large eyes narrow. Exactly right! He’d rather be a weapon than a toy! That expression quickly folds into a petulant scowl as his fingers pry at his belt buckle, trembling with nerves. It takes him a few tries to unbuckle and unzip the front of his pants, shoving them down to reveal his boxer shorts.
He turns his face up again, still glowing red with embarrassment and reluctance. Though his hands had hovered around the band of his boxers, in the end, he couldn’t go through with brazenly shoving them down too. ]
Is this enough?
[ Behind the camera, the cameraman whispers: it’s not enoughhhhhhh. ]
[Aak's lips pull into a wider grin at every little stumble of Genya's fingers. A breathless laugh slips through as he watches. While Aak was an okay actor, it helped that he didn't have to act too much in this moment. The sadistic affection in his smile is completely natural.]
Oh, [he has to take a moment to breathe and tone down the excitement he was feeling,]
Sure, that's enough. If you don't mind your mama dyin'.
[It's said so naturally that Genya might pity any actual street thug that needed Aak's help. No empathy, no sympathy, just a predator looking for prey.]
[ From Genya’s point of view, Aak continues to be a fantastic actor. It’s as if he’s really excited by this power play. Meanwhile, Genya’s already finding himself a bit too invested in his role—because he does, in fact, have a tragically dead mother who he loved dearly. He can understand the perspective of this poor street thug.
He scowls up at the feline—a harsh expression ruined by the red hue of his face. Then, with a deep inhale, his eyelashes lower and he drags down the band of his boxers. His cock isn’t hard yet, but the rush of shame and embarrassment earn a twitch as the blood in his body floods south.
That embarrassment and shame are real. This kind of thing—being watched (let alone filmed)—is extremely unfamiliar. Why can’t that weirdo cameraman look away!! At least the director is busy giggling at the wall now. ]
[Genya always seemed to think better of him. Every blip and moment of "so that's what you're into," where Aak wonders if the veil has finally been pulled away. Outside of the screen, after all, there was no excuse to hold them together. If, at any moment, Genya realized his cute exterior hid an inexcusable personality, he could walk away. They could become enemies or, worse, strangers.]
[Like now, where Genya's discomfort is still fuel for Aak's arousal.]
I'm a very happy bastard. [At least in this role he could be horrible without any lasting guilt.]
[He crosses the scene, briefly blocking Genya from the camera's view. It's only a moment's relief, though, as another camera can move in to get the shot from another angle. He reaches down to take a look at the younger man's flaccid cock and pretend he hasn't seen it time and time before. He extends his hand carefully next to it before giving a scarily accurate number for length.]
... at least when it's soft.
[His hand wanders to the inside of Genya's thigh. He looks up at Genya and it is a moment his acting fails. While he's a sinister, back-alley doctor ready to take advantage of a poor thug, there's the usual sparkle in his eyes. It's only as scary as Genya might find him anytime he's got a new, lewd idea in his head.]
[ Genya continues to scowl, pursing his lips and furrowing his brows. But there is comfort in Aak’s closeness and their familiarity… even if he kind of wants to strangle that fuzzy neck for doxxing his dick size on film. The shielding from the camera had been too brief; that camera man is really on the money, huh.
Anyway. He raises his chin stubbornly, playing the part of a pathetic little gangster trying to scrape what’s left of his pride up off the floor. ]
How are ya gonna do that? Magic? [ he sniffs, ] Only women with huge tits can turn me on. I’m not about to get it up for a guy like you.
[ Well. At least his character is right about girls with generous chests. Genya makes a point to glance left and right, as if looking for some bodacious babe. ]
[What was he supposed to do about the size? Lie? Some loser out there definitely gets hard by picking out inconsistencies in scripts. They'd have a huge thirty minute video comparing the size on film to objects in the room and inevitably just doxx the right number anyways!]
[Anyhow, "huge tits" is the first moment Aak actually struggles to stay in character. A burst of a surprised laugh comes out that he has to bite down on. Genya can feel the suppressed laugh shaking through the arm on his shoulder.]
[With his knowledge of who Genya has slept with, he has trouble believing something actually true. Like, the evidence he has is pretty damning! The first time they met, Genya got him off! So, like, sure buddy, Aak thinks. Huge tits all the way.]
Well, [no, give him a moment, there's still another bubble of a laugh he needs to get rid of. If the director cared there'd surely be a reshoot necessary.]
If you're really stubborn I've got some stuff to fix that. [He gently pats Genya's cock before settling his hand on it and grasping,]
Buu~t you'd be surprised how often someone's body betrays 'em.
[ Genya shoots Aak a squinty look when he chokes down a laugh. What's so funny? He can like huge tits!! He does, in fact, like huge tits! Huge tits are great!!!
But there's no room to defend his love of huge tits right now. Aak grabs his dick and Genya nearly squeaks, having his turn to swallow back a noise that doesn't belong in the film. Despite his character supposed to put up a fight before getting hard, his body is way too familiar with the feline; he's already getting excited. Which is why Genya tries to focus on the most unsexy things he can think of. Like rocks. Gravel. Moss. ]
Stuff...? [ he shoots a dumb, thuggish look to the doctor looming above, ] You got meds to give yerself big tiddies?
[Aak can discover how truthful Genya is sometime later, when he's insisting they do a marathon of some of the best pictures from this whole ordeal. Then he could discover if he felt proud or jealous to be the exception with his cuteness.]
[Aak's smile stays the same but there is a little twitch of his fingers, a bit more pressure than he would usually give. He may not have considered how that line in the script would hit considering he'd ended up with some little mounds more than once. The house could probably make something to turn him from scrawny guy into voluptuous shortstack. Their potions always seemed to work like magic.]
[But that's not the kinda movie he drugged a director for.]
Just for that I might give ya' something extra. [He taunts him before easing back into his more relaxed teasing. After all, Genya's nice and obedient beneath his palm. His meditative thoughts on rocks and moss can only help so much.]
I got something that can make you go from zero to 120% fast enough to make your head spin.
[He wishes it was his own. It was a house blend. He should have brought his own. What's the point of drugging Genya if it's not his???]
[ Genya knows all too well that Aak can compound some drug to do exactly that. The unfortunate aspect of this is that his character, a stupid thug, absolutely doesn’t believe that’s true. That’s the whole appeal of the script; he’s not supposed to give in happily and willingly. What else can he do but continue to act?
The thug sniffs again, clearly disbelieving and not impressed despite the continuous flush on his cheeks. This 100% straight big tit loving gangster has never serviced a man, and doesn’t want to, so Genya does his best to portray proper reluctance. ]
Impossible! Ain’t no way I can get it up for you.
[ He swears, as if his cock isn’t already getting hard beneath Aak’s touch. Hopefully they can photoshop that out later. ]
[It's a story of self-discovery. A dumbass thug is going to discover that he absolutely can get it up for a guy and maybe is a bit of a slutty masochist. In a tsundere way.]
[It is a bit harder for Aak to act when Genya is obviously hard in his hand. His immersion is ruined and he can't just instinctively reply that he's not a doctor? Aak presses down on the head of the other's cock with his thumb, indulging in a bit of teasing to try and regain his focus.]
Who do you think you're talkin' to~? Just because I work underground you think I can't play the same field as the righteous types?
[One more squeeze for the road. It might be a treat just for the two of them, since the SFX crew would have to make Genya look not as hard to focus on that gesture. He saunters over to where the on-set drug has been supplied. It's been put in an opaque brown bottle to look appropriately mysterious but it's one of the house blends. It was one of the top shelf ones at DP, he thinks, the kind that was always more than he was willing to spend.]
Although if you're so confident then there's no problem in you drinkin' this.
[He waggles the small bottle by its neck, eyes curves up in his usual smirk.]
[ The expression of disgust that crumples on Genya’s face at that bottle is genuine. Brown and unlabeled are not appetizing; the liquid sloshes around and his nose crinkles. At least it’s a good shot for the camera—and that disgust actually manages to flag his erection a bit, despite Aak’s earlier manhandling.
But the stupid thug in the script assumes it’s whiskey and downs it in one go. Praying that it’s just water, Genya snaps the bottle from Aak while exuding the air of a disbelieving punk. ]
As if a little booze would change anything!
[ He throws his head back to down it. Then, gags, chucking the bottle aside while smacking his tongue. Gross!! It tastes gross!! It’s also burning down his throat, flooding heat from his chest out to every extremity. ]
[The disgust does make Aak's smile perk up in a very genuine way. Maybe he'd have to invest in buying some tinted bottles for more than just the light-sensitive stuff...]
[A shame Genya grabs it so quickly, he would have enjoyed getting to tease the other finger-for-finger a bit. That was more slow-burn, though, and the drink promised things were going to escalate quickly from here. He gives an appreciative whistle as Genya chugs the drink and then reacts appropriately. His eyes follow the tossed bottle, watching it hit the ground and crack at the far end of the set. Durable, too? He's gotta ask where their supplier was.]
Just a lil' thing I put together, [he could read off the ingredients, and the ratio, but then he might get in trouble for exposing it, teehee]
You should feel it workin' pretty fast.
[he shifts to the side and settles down, squatting to watch the medication take effect. The dampening of the whole horrid nature of the situation is good. Hopefully they can get a wonderful shot of Genya going to full mast. Just short of fast enough to cause a black-out, really, that was the most impressive part of the speed at which some of this stuff could cause a boner.]
[ The expression on his face is genuine, not that the camera is zooming in on that when his cock is inflating with the speed of a circus balloon. Blood rushes south so quickly that he's light-headed, seeing white spots for a moment before his eyebrows practically shoot into his hair. What the fuck, this shit is real?! AAAKKKKK!!!!!! ISN'T PRETENDING ENOUGH?!?!?!!?
Evidentially not. It's only a matter of moments before Genya's so horny that he doesn't know what to do with himself. Sharp teeth peek over the edge of pale lips as he drools, beads of sweat prickle along his forehead and temples. On top of all that, his heart is racing. Shockingly, this doesn't feel too differently from when his ability triggers and he transforms into a demon. It's that alone that keeps him grounded, well adjusted to that feeling, but he's still appalled. ]
Are you crazy?!
[ Both the thug and the actor agree on this line. His cock bobs, already heavily leaking precum from the head and its shiny slit. ]
[While there's still some bitterness to it all, knowing it wasn't one of his own creations, Aak is delighted. The way the other's face contorts, how his whole body shifts to accommodate the physiological changes, there was a buffet for the senses that the camera was missing by focusing on the rock hard cock. He can't rely on the viewers of a porno to be as discerning a critic as him, after all.]
[A little part of him worries, though, knowing it's going to be Genya's willpower against his body's outrageous horniness. He doesn't mind getting pushed down on a personal level but he didn't drug a director to not get his way.]
You know, I might be a lil' crazy! [he laughs again with a manic edge that really sells it]
But I'm good at what I do! And tonight I'm going to wring you dry, big guy!
[He swipes a nearby beaker, coming over to sidle up next to Genya. He lowers the glass, holding it angled up before he applies just the gentlest touch of a fingertip to Genya's hair-trigger cock. He might as well see what kind of numbers the younger man can put out since he has an opportunity.]
He’s never been someone with endless stamina—quick to orgasm on a normal day, really—but all it takes now is that single touch. With a hard jolt, Genya shoots a stream of thick cum all over the beaker, leaving himself overwhelmed and speechless. What’s more, despite instantly orgasming, his cock is still fully erect as if he hadn’t just made a mess of Aak’s hand and the glass he’s holding.
All the young slayer can do for a good minute is gape and pant. ]
What—what the hell was that!?!?!?!?
[ And why isn’t his dick soft!? It’s the first time he’s ever remained erect after climaxing, and the sensation from shaft to balls is indescribable. ]
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[Sure, Genya had said he was willing to try some more out-there stuff, but now he gets the double-coercion of the fiction and the filming itself. It has him eager in a way that's wholly sincere.]
Kill someone, huh? [does he believe that? he is a bit curious, the extent to which Genya could play this role in a non-sexy situation,]
Is that all you're good for? Killing, stealing... really, what's your mama gonna think about her boy gone so far off the righteous path?
[He steps closer and nudges the bag of prop money onto his side of the room with his shoe. He makes a show of peering into it. His usual impish smile is tempered with a bit more dark professionalism. His eyes flick down to where Genya is seated- and the cameras do probably catch where his pupils dilate a bit and he needs to catch himself and dial it back. The back-alley rogue doctor doesn't just go pouncing on guys!!]
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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…………? ]
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[This director is so blitzed that Aak probably could just pounce on Genya and get the footage approved. But he wants to play with this.]
You're beggin' like she's in cardiac arrest right now! [he teases, shaking his leg a bit.]
[Aak enjoyed submission but the coercion was also part of the fun. It was the idea of making someone do something they'd never consider anyways. It was feeling that something they were holding on tight to got just a bit compromised.]
I've got something you can do. [Aak smiles, canting his head down at the pleading Genya.] Pants off, first.
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His hands hover over his belt, up and down, up and down, as his cheeks burn red. If it was just Aak he wouldn’t hesitate to take off his pants, but there’s the weirdo director and the cameraman… even though he’s been in the resort for over a year he’s still something of a prude when it comes to strangers and exhibitionism.
So he ad-libs, unaware that his personal feelings bleeding into the script have made it more tantalizing. Behind the camera, the cameraman clenches his fist. Yes, that’s right… you be shy and reluctant… perfect face, excellent juxtaposition between embarrassment and a rough, manly face… ]
You… don’t play with me… [ the mafia thug glowers, all the intimidation in that glare softened by his blush and the way he bites his lower lip, ] … be serious, I’m not fucking around about this…
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[Aak's seen plenty of Genya's body. He's seen it enough that he forgets how that might be something best saved for a private exchange. The communal baths were fine, weren't they? Sure, the two of them weren't normally filmed in the bath (that they knew). Still, he's unknowingly in line with the cameraman, giddy from pushing the other's comfort zone.]
You said anything, [the Feline says with a mocking smile.]
You're fine bein' a weapon but not a toy? [There's an extra edge of glee to saying that, considering their whole relationship had built off of the younger man's offense at being called a boytoy. This character didn't have the freedom to insist that feelings had to be behind everything.]
Throwing your life away sure but not your v-card?
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He turns his face up again, still glowing red with embarrassment and reluctance. Though his hands had hovered around the band of his boxers, in the end, he couldn’t go through with brazenly shoving them down too. ]
Is this enough?
[ Behind the camera, the cameraman whispers: it’s not enoughhhhhhh. ]
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Oh, [he has to take a moment to breathe and tone down the excitement he was feeling,]
Sure, that's enough. If you don't mind your mama dyin'.
[It's said so naturally that Genya might pity any actual street thug that needed Aak's help. No empathy, no sympathy, just a predator looking for prey.]
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He scowls up at the feline—a harsh expression ruined by the red hue of his face. Then, with a deep inhale, his eyelashes lower and he drags down the band of his boxers. His cock isn’t hard yet, but the rush of shame and embarrassment earn a twitch as the blood in his body floods south.
That embarrassment and shame are real. This kind of thing—being watched (let alone filmed)—is extremely unfamiliar. Why can’t that weirdo cameraman look away!! At least the director is busy giggling at the wall now. ]
Happy? Bastard…
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[Like now, where Genya's discomfort is still fuel for Aak's arousal.]
I'm a very happy bastard. [At least in this role he could be horrible without any lasting guilt.]
[He crosses the scene, briefly blocking Genya from the camera's view. It's only a moment's relief, though, as another camera can move in to get the shot from another angle. He reaches down to take a look at the younger man's flaccid cock and pretend he hasn't seen it time and time before. He extends his hand carefully next to it before giving a scarily accurate number for length.]
... at least when it's soft.
[His hand wanders to the inside of Genya's thigh. He looks up at Genya and it is a moment his acting fails. While he's a sinister, back-alley doctor ready to take advantage of a poor thug, there's the usual sparkle in his eyes. It's only as scary as Genya might find him anytime he's got a new, lewd idea in his head.]
Let's fix that, huh.
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Anyway. He raises his chin stubbornly, playing the part of a pathetic little gangster trying to scrape what’s left of his pride up off the floor. ]
How are ya gonna do that? Magic? [ he sniffs, ] Only women with huge tits can turn me on. I’m not about to get it up for a guy like you.
[ Well. At least his character is right about girls with generous chests. Genya makes a point to glance left and right, as if looking for some bodacious babe. ]
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[Anyhow, "huge tits" is the first moment Aak actually struggles to stay in character. A burst of a surprised laugh comes out that he has to bite down on. Genya can feel the suppressed laugh shaking through the arm on his shoulder.]
[With his knowledge of who Genya has slept with, he has trouble believing something actually true. Like, the evidence he has is pretty damning! The first time they met, Genya got him off! So, like, sure buddy, Aak thinks. Huge tits all the way.]
Well, [no, give him a moment, there's still another bubble of a laugh he needs to get rid of. If the director cared there'd surely be a reshoot necessary.]
If you're really stubborn I've got some stuff to fix that. [He gently pats Genya's cock before settling his hand on it and grasping,]
Buu~t you'd be surprised how often someone's body betrays 'em.
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But there's no room to defend his love of huge tits right now. Aak grabs his dick and Genya nearly squeaks, having his turn to swallow back a noise that doesn't belong in the film. Despite his character supposed to put up a fight before getting hard, his body is way too familiar with the feline; he's already getting excited. Which is why Genya tries to focus on the most unsexy things he can think of. Like rocks. Gravel. Moss. ]
Stuff...? [ he shoots a dumb, thuggish look to the doctor looming above, ] You got meds to give yerself big tiddies?
[ HE DIDN'T WRITE THESE LINES. ]
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[Aak's smile stays the same but there is a little twitch of his fingers, a bit more pressure than he would usually give. He may not have considered how that line in the script would hit considering he'd ended up with some little mounds more than once. The house could probably make something to turn him from scrawny guy into voluptuous shortstack. Their potions always seemed to work like magic.]
[But that's not the kinda movie he drugged a director for.]
Just for that I might give ya' something extra. [He taunts him before easing back into his more relaxed teasing. After all, Genya's nice and obedient beneath his palm. His meditative thoughts on rocks and moss can only help so much.]
I got something that can make you go from zero to 120% fast enough to make your head spin.
[He wishes it was his own. It was a house blend. He should have brought his own. What's the point of drugging Genya if it's not his???]
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The thug sniffs again, clearly disbelieving and not impressed despite the continuous flush on his cheeks. This 100% straight big tit loving gangster has never serviced a man, and doesn’t want to, so Genya does his best to portray proper reluctance. ]
Impossible! Ain’t no way I can get it up for you.
[ He swears, as if his cock isn’t already getting hard beneath Aak’s touch. Hopefully they can photoshop that out later. ]
No one’s that skilled a doctor…!
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[It is a bit harder for Aak to act when Genya is obviously hard in his hand. His immersion is ruined and he can't just instinctively reply that he's not a doctor? Aak presses down on the head of the other's cock with his thumb, indulging in a bit of teasing to try and regain his focus.]
Who do you think you're talkin' to~? Just because I work underground you think I can't play the same field as the righteous types?
[One more squeeze for the road. It might be a treat just for the two of them, since the SFX crew would have to make Genya look not as hard to focus on that gesture. He saunters over to where the on-set drug has been supplied. It's been put in an opaque brown bottle to look appropriately mysterious but it's one of the house blends. It was one of the top shelf ones at DP, he thinks, the kind that was always more than he was willing to spend.]
Although if you're so confident then there's no problem in you drinkin' this.
[He waggles the small bottle by its neck, eyes curves up in his usual smirk.]
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But the stupid thug in the script assumes it’s whiskey and downs it in one go. Praying that it’s just water, Genya snaps the bottle from Aak while exuding the air of a disbelieving punk. ]
As if a little booze would change anything!
[ He throws his head back to down it. Then, gags, chucking the bottle aside while smacking his tongue. Gross!! It tastes gross!! It’s also burning down his throat, flooding heat from his chest out to every extremity. ]
The hell is this!? Bleh!
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[A shame Genya grabs it so quickly, he would have enjoyed getting to tease the other finger-for-finger a bit. That was more slow-burn, though, and the drink promised things were going to escalate quickly from here. He gives an appreciative whistle as Genya chugs the drink and then reacts appropriately. His eyes follow the tossed bottle, watching it hit the ground and crack at the far end of the set. Durable, too? He's gotta ask where their supplier was.]
Just a lil' thing I put together, [he could read off the ingredients, and the ratio, but then he might get in trouble for exposing it, teehee]
You should feel it workin' pretty fast.
[he shifts to the side and settles down, squatting to watch the medication take effect. The dampening of the whole horrid nature of the situation is good. Hopefully they can get a wonderful shot of Genya going to full mast. Just short of fast enough to cause a black-out, really, that was the most impressive part of the speed at which some of this stuff could cause a boner.]
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Evidentially not. It's only a matter of moments before Genya's so horny that he doesn't know what to do with himself. Sharp teeth peek over the edge of pale lips as he drools, beads of sweat prickle along his forehead and temples. On top of all that, his heart is racing. Shockingly, this doesn't feel too differently from when his ability triggers and he transforms into a demon. It's that alone that keeps him grounded, well adjusted to that feeling, but he's still appalled. ]
Are you crazy?!
[ Both the thug and the actor agree on this line. His cock bobs, already heavily leaking precum from the head and its shiny slit. ]
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[While there's still some bitterness to it all, knowing it wasn't one of his own creations, Aak is delighted. The way the other's face contorts, how his whole body shifts to accommodate the physiological changes, there was a buffet for the senses that the camera was missing by focusing on the rock hard cock. He can't rely on the viewers of a porno to be as discerning a critic as him, after all.]
[A little part of him worries, though, knowing it's going to be Genya's willpower against his body's outrageous horniness. He doesn't mind getting pushed down on a personal level but he didn't drug a director to not get his way.]
You know, I might be a lil' crazy! [he laughs again with a manic edge that really sells it]
But I'm good at what I do! And tonight I'm going to wring you dry, big guy!
[He swipes a nearby beaker, coming over to sidle up next to Genya. He lowers the glass, holding it angled up before he applies just the gentlest touch of a fingertip to Genya's hair-trigger cock. He might as well see what kind of numbers the younger man can put out since he has an opportunity.]
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He’s never been someone with endless stamina—quick to orgasm on a normal day, really—but all it takes now is that single touch. With a hard jolt, Genya shoots a stream of thick cum all over the beaker, leaving himself overwhelmed and speechless. What’s more, despite instantly orgasming, his cock is still fully erect as if he hadn’t just made a mess of Aak’s hand and the glass he’s holding.
All the young slayer can do for a good minute is gape and pant. ]
What—what the hell was that!?!?!?!?
[ And why isn’t his dick soft!? It’s the first time he’s ever remained erect after climaxing, and the sensation from shaft to balls is indescribable. ]