【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ someone who could handle a sword.. dan heng is not certain whether or not that is a euphemism, finds that he doesn't entirely want to know. for some reason, imagining this man fucking other people makes his stomach tighten with discomfort, and a small, worrying sliver of envy. despite the nature of their relationship, dan heng cannot deny that blade is attractive, handsome and strong in all the ways that dan heng likes, and as he feels the touch of his warm hands and thinks about the others they must have touched, he cannot help but to wonder what it would be like to feel them on his skin. smoothing down his body. grasping. pulling.
the top part of his negligee falls away, the kiss of moving fabric against his skin prompting a shiver - though he'd been satisfied by the filming, he still feels warm and stimulated. but perhaps it is only because this is blade, and the secret of yingxing and dan feng's relationship has come fully to light. there was so much passion in that kiss, so much deep, unfettered love..
he snaps back to reality at the bite of blade's tone. dan heng frowns. ]
If I did?
[ he says coolly, despite the flush rising on his fair skin, despite the way his heart flutters against his ribs at every touch. one by one, the hook and eye clasps give way as blade undoes them, the sensation of his knuckles brushing dan heng's skin making his body feel tight all over. ]
I wouldn't think you'd spare a single thought for my enjoyment.
[ at first, the tug of desire low in blade's gut feels more like discomfort than it does arousal. and why shouldn't it be uncomfortable—this is his sworn nemesis, half-naked in front of him, his cool skin gone warmer with his exertions. it pisses blade off. what right does dan heng have to indulge himself this way, to fuck people and like it, to do anything other than flee from blade's sword the same way he's been doing all this time—
the icy tone of dan heng's voice cuts blade's increasingly incoherent thoughts. with one eyelet left to unfasten, blade pauses, the bandaged knuckles of his right hand pressed against the knobs of dan heng's spine. a cool fury rises in him, despite blade's best efforts to swallow it down. ]
I don't care for your enjoyment, [ blade says, his voice low but sharp as a whip. ] I can smell them on you.
[ as much as blade wishes he were lying, in fact it's a true statement. under the perfume of the costume department he can sense the hands and scents of others on dan heng—their sweat, their come. no matter how well he'd cleaned up afterwards.
blade sneers. jealousy rises up in him like an ugly, vicious serpent, its tail twining around his throat. ]
So, even the great imbibitor lunae knows how to get fucked.
[ the touch of blade's knuckles along his sensitive spine is not helping matters, and goosebumps soon ripple up dan heng's back, his throat working as he swallows thickly. the negligee is nearly unfastened, blade's touch dangerously near the base of his tail - his tail, which begins to flick back and forth in irritation when blade speaks again. ]
.. and why shouldn't I?
[ his jaw sets, dan heng's gaze cutting over his shoulder to meet blade's. his cheeks and ears flush warm. ]
I can enjoy sex like anyone else. It's no business of yours.
[ that this man hates him thoroughly is and has always been obvious, but why should he be bothered by dan heng's sex life? if he weren't convinced otherwise, he would think that he hears hot jealousy cutting through blade's words, but that's hardly likely. hardly possible. jealousy stems from a place of desire, and all blade desires of him is his death. ]
[ there's a vicious kind of satisfaction in the realization that blade still knows where to touch to get a rise out of this body. that no matter how many people dan heng lets put their hands on him, none of them will ever know every single most sensitive place: where to stroke on his spine to earn goosebumps, how to touch his chest to make him cry out...
blade grits his teeth together and flicks open the last of the eyelets. this feels risky, a starskiff crash happening in slow motion, but he can't pull himself away from it fast enough to save either of them. ]
Do they satisfy you? [ blade murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous growl in dan heng's ear. they're so close together it's a wonder dan heng can't feel the vibration of it against his back. his fingertips skim purposefully down the sway of dan heng's spine, right over the places he knows are erogenous, to curl loosely but possessively around the base of dan heng's tail. there he tugs, just once, enough to get his point across. ] Or do they leave you wanting?
[ —fuck. what is he doing?
it hits him like a jolt from the blue: this is not his lover, and this is not the body he knows. maybe something about witnessing the phantasms of yingxing and dan feng together in that punishment room has knocked an extra screw loose in blade's head, because what else could possibly explain what he's doing in this moment?
he draws back with a sharp breath, his hands pulling away from dan heng's body as though burned, and when he looks up to meet dan heng's inquisitive gaze there's a poorly concealed note of panic there. ]
There, [ he says, his voice tight. ] Done.
[ and then blade is gone—turned on one heel to vanish out the door, leaving his own costume fully still on. ]
[ blade's voice in his ear makes his body tighten in hot arousal, far more than he could care to admit. the hot gust of his breath, the low, predatory growl.. his exhale stutters, and dan heng leans back into blade's blazing warmth involuntarily, his body responding easily, readily, without his input.
do they satisfy you?
dan heng has to consider his partners, to look back on all that he has experienced since arriving here, and yes, he would say that they have satisfied him, that he has made good, important connections here - but that does nothing to keep him from feeling that what blade has to offer him is an explosive firestorm in comparison. they are barely touching, and dan heng can already feel himself growing shamelessly wet, his thighs pressing together in an attempt to smother his own arousal, but there's hardly and need. the flush of his skin and the shiver of his breath is more than enough to give it away. like the wild beast he is, no doubt blade can smell it on him.
and then those long fingers wrap around the base of his tail, squeezing, tugging, and dan heng whines, heat twisting in his belly, slick sticking to his thighs as satisfaction sings up his spine. he's so sensitive there, and that blade knows just how much pressure to apply, and where to touch, is surely testament to the intimacy built between their predecessors. the mind may forget, but the body does not. the muscle does not. ]
Blade -
[ he whispers the name like a prayer, ready to turn in his arms, to press into that heat against his better judgment, to give in to all the things that pull at them.
but then blade is gone, yanking away sharply, leaving dan heng breathless and half-dressed, red in the face and filled with a burning, ferocious need that threatens to eat him up inside. there is no time to protest, no time even to call out, before blade has stalked away like a shadow, silent and furtive. ]
no subject
the top part of his negligee falls away, the kiss of moving fabric against his skin prompting a shiver - though he'd been satisfied by the filming, he still feels warm and stimulated. but perhaps it is only because this is blade, and the secret of yingxing and dan feng's relationship has come fully to light. there was so much passion in that kiss, so much deep, unfettered love..
he snaps back to reality at the bite of blade's tone. dan heng frowns. ]
If I did?
[ he says coolly, despite the flush rising on his fair skin, despite the way his heart flutters against his ribs at every touch. one by one, the hook and eye clasps give way as blade undoes them, the sensation of his knuckles brushing dan heng's skin making his body feel tight all over. ]
I wouldn't think you'd spare a single thought for my enjoyment.
no subject
the icy tone of dan heng's voice cuts blade's increasingly incoherent thoughts. with one eyelet left to unfasten, blade pauses, the bandaged knuckles of his right hand pressed against the knobs of dan heng's spine. a cool fury rises in him, despite blade's best efforts to swallow it down. ]
I don't care for your enjoyment, [ blade says, his voice low but sharp as a whip. ] I can smell them on you.
[ as much as blade wishes he were lying, in fact it's a true statement. under the perfume of the costume department he can sense the hands and scents of others on dan heng—their sweat, their come. no matter how well he'd cleaned up afterwards.
blade sneers. jealousy rises up in him like an ugly, vicious serpent, its tail twining around his throat. ]
So, even the great imbibitor lunae knows how to get fucked.
no subject
.. and why shouldn't I?
[ his jaw sets, dan heng's gaze cutting over his shoulder to meet blade's. his cheeks and ears flush warm. ]
I can enjoy sex like anyone else. It's no business of yours.
[ that this man hates him thoroughly is and has always been obvious, but why should he be bothered by dan heng's sex life? if he weren't convinced otherwise, he would think that he hears hot jealousy cutting through blade's words, but that's hardly likely. hardly possible. jealousy stems from a place of desire, and all blade desires of him is his death. ]
no subject
blade grits his teeth together and flicks open the last of the eyelets. this feels risky, a starskiff crash happening in slow motion, but he can't pull himself away from it fast enough to save either of them. ]
Do they satisfy you? [ blade murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous growl in dan heng's ear. they're so close together it's a wonder dan heng can't feel the vibration of it against his back. his fingertips skim purposefully down the sway of dan heng's spine, right over the places he knows are erogenous, to curl loosely but possessively around the base of dan heng's tail. there he tugs, just once, enough to get his point across. ] Or do they leave you wanting?
[ —fuck. what is he doing?
it hits him like a jolt from the blue: this is not his lover, and this is not the body he knows. maybe something about witnessing the phantasms of yingxing and dan feng together in that punishment room has knocked an extra screw loose in blade's head, because what else could possibly explain what he's doing in this moment?
he draws back with a sharp breath, his hands pulling away from dan heng's body as though burned, and when he looks up to meet dan heng's inquisitive gaze there's a poorly concealed note of panic there. ]
There, [ he says, his voice tight. ] Done.
[ and then blade is gone—turned on one heel to vanish out the door, leaving his own costume fully still on. ]
no subject
do they satisfy you?
dan heng has to consider his partners, to look back on all that he has experienced since arriving here, and yes, he would say that they have satisfied him, that he has made good, important connections here - but that does nothing to keep him from feeling that what blade has to offer him is an explosive firestorm in comparison. they are barely touching, and dan heng can already feel himself growing shamelessly wet, his thighs pressing together in an attempt to smother his own arousal, but there's hardly and need. the flush of his skin and the shiver of his breath is more than enough to give it away. like the wild beast he is, no doubt blade can smell it on him.
and then those long fingers wrap around the base of his tail, squeezing, tugging, and dan heng whines, heat twisting in his belly, slick sticking to his thighs as satisfaction sings up his spine. he's so sensitive there, and that blade knows just how much pressure to apply, and where to touch, is surely testament to the intimacy built between their predecessors. the mind may forget, but the body does not. the muscle does not. ]
Blade -
[ he whispers the name like a prayer, ready to turn in his arms, to press into that heat against his better judgment, to give in to all the things that pull at them.
but then blade is gone, yanking away sharply, leaving dan heng breathless and half-dressed, red in the face and filled with a burning, ferocious need that threatens to eat him up inside. there is no time to protest, no time even to call out, before blade has stalked away like a shadow, silent and furtive. ]