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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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[ there's a split second where tseng thinks rude really might try to flip him onto the bed—he has the training for it, after all, and tseng is in the vulnerable position here—but the moment passes. probably for the best, even if it would have been impressive (and a little sexy) to see rude put his strength to use that way. instead, tseng just laughs and pulls rude's shirt free of his slacks, then hikes both the shirt and the sweater up to expose his lower abs. ]
But I also score so well on the tests, don't I? [ he all but purrs, his fingertips walking down the v of rude's hipbone to slip beneath the waist of his pants, not all the way to his cock but at least teasing at it. ] I'll make you a deal, how's that?
[ a low groan, then, at the pressure of rude's hands against his dick through the tight leather of his own pants. getting hard in these things is going to be so uncomfortable—probably for the better if they strip each other quickly. ]
If you make me come first, I'll show up to every class for the rest of the semester, [ tseng promises, his other hand pushing its way up under shirt and sweater so he can pinch one of rude's nipples and tug at it. ] And if I make you come first...
[ a biker college student who's fucking his professor—tseng probably wouldn't stop showing up to class altogether, nor would he want to ask for an a on a final or something like that. instead... ]
If I make you come first, I get extra, private office hours every week until I graduate, [ he says, with a lascivious grin that suggests exactly what will be happening in those extra, private office hours. ] Deal?
[Damn Rude and his commitment to the role. He even tries to seem bashful for the camera when Tseng exposes his body. Rude's acting isn't great, he's never been a good liar, but this is porn and that skill isn't one expected of them. He makes a disapproving sound that turns into a bit of a moan, rolling his body forward to get a bit of friction.]
A deal? [He's not in any position to think critically, but Rude nods, agreeing to hear him out at least.] Deal.
[Rude doesn't need to hear the rest of it. He's going to make damn sure that Tseng is the one to come first. Even if both the class and the semester are entirely fictional. His cheeks grow hot when Tseng plays with his nipple--a weak spot of his, but it quiets him long enough to hear the other part of the deal.
Rude pulls his shirt off completely, then twists around under the guise of getting Tseng undressed, and in the process hoists him up by the back of his thighs to easily twist and drop him onto the bed. The ways that those pants cling to his hips and thighs is criminal, and Rude only makes it worse by prying them apart to settle between them.
He slides his hands over the fabric, rubbing right over his crotch.] I know we don't have a strict dress code, but these are hardly appropriate, and they leave very little to the imagination. They have to go. [Rude unbottons then unzips, positioning Tseng where he wants on the mattress so he can lie comfortably between his legs to start peeling pants from skin with a front row view. To save time he hooks underwear in his fingers for the ride so Tseng is naked from the waist down by the time he's finished.
Rude places wet kisses all along Tseng's length, traveling further to gently take his balls into his mouth to tease him, keep him on edge.]
[ having clocked the way the attention to his nipple made the back of rude's neck grow warm, tseng tucks that piece of information away for later and instead allows himself to be hoisted up and carried over to the nearby bed. with a shamelessly delighted grin, fairly well in character by now, tseng pushes himself up a bit so he can strip out of his own jacket and shirt—just in time to slump back against the pillows with a moan as rude's hands press right over his rapidly hardening cock. ]
Fuck, [ tseng breathes out, squirming a little under the touch like he's trying to get more friction. ] Good, that's exactly what I wanted.
[ he lifts his hips helpfully to allow rude to pull at both his underwear and his pants, easing both down and over his thighs to be discarded wherever rude sees fit. they did look good, tseng can acknowledge, but he's much happier to have them off—especially when being nude means that rude can more easily settle between his thighs and put his mouth to good use.
the sudden wet heat on his balls makes tseng shudder, his breath catching in a startled gasp as his thighs fall open a little further. he likes attention there, but he doesn't remember ever having told rude that, and the surprise of it is pleasant—makes tseng exhale a low moan, settling as best he can with one hand tangled in the sheets. ]
Feels good, [ he mutters. tseng is going to have to push rude away eventually, especially if he intends to get his mouth on rude's cock soon—but for now, he doesn't mind letting rude have his way. ]
[A good moment of appreciation for Tseng's fully naked body has Rude smirking a little bit. He'll quietly commit the view to memory. A small prayer to Titan (in appreciation for this meal) later, and Rude gets down to it. If he's going to be the one to win their little contest, he's going to have to lock in.
He moves with the confidence of someone already familiar with Tseng's body, open mouth closing around delicate parts, sucking to tease as his fingers encircle his cock. His contact there is measured, almost minimal, squeezing or stroking every so often as more of a reminder that Rude has the ability to escalate the situation if needed.
His free hand carefully tilts Tseng's hips up from the bed a little better, and no one should be surprised that the moment Tseng's balls fall from his mouth, his tongue trails deliberately over that patch of skin on its way to his hole. Rude's laps at his entrance a couple times to get him used to the sensation before circling his hole with his tongue. He prods teasingly, but doesn't take it further just yet, laying the groundwork for his victory like an evil villain plotting world domination.]
You taste good. [As he compliments, he gently squeezes Tseng's cockhead between two of his fingers so his thumb can play with the moisture that beads up at the tip.]
[ as if there were a snowflake's chance in ifrit's fires that tseng would forget rude can escalate whenever he sees fit. tseng is totally at his mercy in this moment, splayed out as he is on the bed with rude's hands and mouth all over him—his cock achingly hard, his skin sensitive all over in response to how thoroughly rude is paying attention to places tseng didn't even realize rude knew about.
it's a little dizzying, to be honest. but in a pleasant way, a good way. the attentions prime tseng enough that when he feels rude's mouth move away from his balls and down over the stretch of his perineum, he allows a low moan to slip free, one hand twisting in the sheets and the other reaching down to hook behind one of his thighs and hold his leg up and out of rude's way.
again—it's not like tseng to be so obviously enthusiastic, but tseng isn't acting as himself right now. he's acting as some punkass motorcycle kid, who would almost certainly get a thrill out of letting his sexy older(?) professor eat his ass.
the comment earns a grin. ] Thanks, [ tseng says, then gasps, his cock twitching in rude's grasp as his fingers play almost cruelly with the tip. ] Fuck, do that again.
[Every sound Tseng makes feels like bits and pieces of a larger symphony his brain will surely put together later when he's alone. The man's enthusiasm isn't necessarily out of his normal character, but the expression of it so plainly isn't what Rude is used to.
His cock twitches with interest as Tseng holds up one of his legs to give him more access, encouraged to lean into his own role.] I could get fired for this. You shouldn't take it so lightly.
[But Rude still obeys, taking note that Tseng (or the character he's playing) might like it. He teases his finger along the center of his tip to distract him as his tongue prods at Tseng's entrance, trying valiantly to work him open. Rude easily loses himself in the act, face pressed close to the most private places of a man's body with no thought about it other than how best to tilt his head to better fuck Tseng with his tongue.]
[ ramuh, that's distracting. the part of tseng that remembers he's supposed to get rude on his back so they can 69 is rapidly fading in response to the thorough, enthusiastic way rude eats him out, his fingers teasing tseng's cock and his tongue hot and slick and wet at his hole and working its way inside of him. this, too, is something in which tseng rarely indulges—it's an intimate act, and much like bottoming or being fingered, tseng is too sensitive to it overall for him to trust just anyone with it. he's glad it's rude, even if it'll be his turn for a mid-life crisis when all is said and done.
for now, tseng admittedly does lose his focus for a bit. he tips his head back into the pillow and moans, feeling himself twitch and start to loosen under rude's tongue; the hand he's not using to hold his thigh up reaches down to press against the back of rude's head, as obvious a sign of encouragement as tseng could possibly give besides the vocal.
it's only when he feels a tell-tale stirring in his lower belly that tseng remembers he had other designs this afternoon. he shudders on a particularly enjoyable jolt of pleasure and then chokes out a, ] Hey, wait—wait, stop, [ before he collapses back to the bed, panting softly.
when rude comes up from between his thighs—tseng is confident he will, rude respects things like stop—tseng says, ] Get on your back. I'll sit on your face, but I want to suck your cock too.
[Rude has a hand on each cheek, pulling Tseng apart as he fights to fuck him with his tongue. His own mind is empty, only able to take in every change in Tseng's breathing and each time these particular muscles go tight and then slack again around his tongue. When a hand cradles his head, he hums into Tseng, just a sound to express he's happier than a pig in shit doing this for him.
Rude breaks away abruptly at the first wait, one hand from his ass moving to slide over his cock instead while the other one wipes his mouth. He doesn't suspect anything is wrong, but entirely out of habit looks to Tseng for new orders. Only when he's on his back does he realize he had fallen into his old ways, but it's just as fathomable that this professor has a particular weak spot for bad student.]
You can try.
[He's fully back in character now, hands already reaching for Tseng to guide him into position. Rude can feel his cock swell in anticipation of a warm mouth, but he also has to try to lock in and focus on Tseng's pleasure at the same time. That'll be the real challenge.]
[ it's going to be a challenge for both of them, and honestly one tseng is already pretty sure he's going to lose. rude's tongue is far too deft and eager for him to have any defenses against it at all, and tseng's heightened sensitivity means he's already beginning to feel pleasure beginning to gather deep inside him.
but that doesn't mean he's not going to give this his best attempt. he settles back onto rude's face, guided by rude's hands, and then leans forward, his body curving over rude's as tseng takes his cock in one hand and leans down to wrap his lips immediately around the head. under normal circumstances he'd take his time, really work rude up to a breaking point before finally going down on him, but with tseng already at a disadvantage he's not sure he has the time to spare.
instead, he uses one hand to steady the base of rude's cock as he takes rude into his mouth little by little; his other hand reaches down to cup rude's balls, squeezing gently and tugging in time with the rhythm of tseng's mouth. his tongue laves indulgently around the shaft, lips tight and cheeks hollowing with firm suction every time tseng's head pulls back, only to take a little more the next time he presses down. he might still lose the challenge, but at least he'll give rude a blowjob for the ages in the process. ]
[Rude only pauses long enough that Tseng can get comfortable. He thinks Tseng deserves this mercy at the very least. And his time is up the second there's a warm mouth encircling the tip of his arousal. Rude groans, subtly tilting his hips out of reflex. If Rufus hasn't told Tseng yet, then it's probably clear now how hard he gets performing oral if the wetness beading up and dripping over his cock is any indication.
He's too merciful out of character, so in character he tries not to be overwhelmingly stimulating to give Tseng a chance to catch up. He plays with the other man's cock and balls with his fingers, but doesn't stroke him when his tongue laps at his hole again. It takes a good amount of core strength to position his head perfectly so his hands pull Tseng's hips against his face at just the right angle for Rude to tease his hole with the tip of his tongue.
Heat lowering over more of his cock suddenly almost has him faltering, but using his hands to guide Tseng's ass to ride his tongue makes it easier. He can shut his brain off and just worry about how deep he can force his tongue inside "his student".
Every so often Rude is overcome with a scary amount of pleasure and stops to groan appreciatively at Tseng's skill, but during those moments he uses just two curled fingers in place of his tongue to reach a spot he can't quite get to with the muscle. It's probably cheating, and if not, highly unfair. Yet it doesn't stop him from the slow passes he makes over Tseng's prostate, remembering how sensitive he is. Just a few times is enough to work him open enough so that when his tongue returns he swears he's able to get in deeper with it.]
[ oh, yeah. tseng is cooked. whatever momentary reprieve he got from the change in their positions is immediately undone by the way rude's tongue pushes deep inside him again, and this time tseng has no hope of holding back the moan that bursts forth—at least rude gets to feel the vibration of it. it's a fight not to move his hips too much, not to ride rude's mouth too obviously, an effort that tseng's putting in as much for his own sake as for the camera. in character, of course, he has grades on the line and wouldn't want to give in too easily, but out of character he knows that if he lets his control slip even for a moment, he'll be done for in moments.
it takes all of tseng's training as a turk to put his own pleasure out of his mind at first, instead putting all his focus on rude's cock and his own mouth moving over it. he bobs his head steadily, sucking firmly on every pull back and laving his tongue wetly over sensitive skin each time he ducks down; his shoulders keep rude's thighs parted, and tseng presses his hand lower to squeeze and cup rude's balls, rolling them in his palm before his fingers push even further to rub teasingly at rude's perineum. all's fair in love and war, or so they say.
—and so rude says, too. at the first press of fingers inside him, tseng's back arches and he pulls off rude's cock with a hissed breath, his eyes squeezing shut as he fights off the surge of pleasure that overwhelms him. for a split second he has to run calculus in his head: is it better to fight this to the bitter end? or should he give in, like the spoiled playboy he's pretending to be, and take his pleasure in rude's mouth? ]
Ramuh, [ tseng mutters, barely audible. he shudders again as rude's fingers withdraw, then bites his lip against a raw noise as he feels rude's tongue enter him again—even deeper than before, the hot length of muscle pressing against his insides and making him shake.
fuck it. tseng gives up. he pushes himself up on one hand braced against rude's chest and reaches back with the other, gripping the back of rude's head and pressing his mouth more firmly to tseng's hole—demanding, a little, although tseng can only hope rude knows it's (mostly) in-character. ]
Don't stop, [ he mutters, the words ending on a plaintive noise. ] Fuck don't stop, don't stop, I'm gonna come...
[It's not an easy ride for Rude either. He doesn't know if it's empathy that always gets the best of him, but for whatever reason, this kind of thing turns him on. Well, getting head is wonderful and he does enjoy that too, but it's a different kind of pleasure than what he feels when Tseng moans for him, pushing back even the slightest bit to show how much he likes it. It drives Rude crazy in the best way.
But he nearly reconsiders that line of thinking when Tseng literally has his balls in hand.] Oh, fuck. [The uncharacteristic profanity is half smothered by Tseng's ass. Rude doesn't really remember what's on the line in the heat of the moment, just mindlessly works Tseng open with his fingers as best he can so he can swap out for his tongue. He moans as he wets tight walls with his tongue, coating them with saliva and honestly making a wet mess of his chin and facial hair.]
Mmm. [His cock throbs when Tseng gives up to ride his face, pressing closer to spear his hole with his tongue like air is optional but this is not. Rude grips Tseng's ass, parting him for even better access, his bottom lip and chin purposely bumping against his perineum each time he opens and closes his jaw to devour him. Rude's core tightens defensively when his hips cant upward out of reflex, seeking friction that he doesn't need, but he laser focused on making Tseng cum.]
[ it's probably lucky for both of them—for tseng's sanity and for rude's ability to breathe—that it doesn't take much longer after that. rude redoubles his efforts and tseng gives himself over to them, his hips jerking in helpless little movements and his breath hitching on gasps and low moans as the tension inside him builds, winding tighter and tighter and tighter until he feels himself stretched out taut and ready to snap.
when he does, it's breathtaking. orgasm comes over tseng with the force of a monsoon, making his thighs clench against rude's shoulders and his back arch as he bows forward under the onslaught of sensation. fortunately, this means he lets go of rude's head, needing both hands to brace himself as he shakes apart and spills all over rude's chest and stomach. his cock twitches and throbs, and his hole clenches around rude's tongue, the sensation of it so obscene it sends another pulse of climax through tseng's limbs.
it takes a minute for the aftershocks to subside. eventually tseng puts enough of his brain back together to realize two things: that he just made an enormous mess all over rude, and that rude is still hard, his cock bobbing at more or less eye level with tseng. and, well—what else is a guy to do, but to gather some of his own cum on one hand and then reach down to use it as lube as he jerks rude off in quick, purposeful strokes?
it's only right, tseng thinks. rude left him a total mess, and if nothing else, tseng wants to make sure that rude's orgasm is just as satisfying as tseng's had been. ]
[Every moment of Tseng resisting, then folding, then fighting again only encourages Rude to make that choice more difficult for the other man. When the hand leaves the back of his head, he doesn't draw away, still very enthusiastic about destroying Tseng with his tongue.
The thing that causes him to stop is the hot splash of cum on his chest and abdomen. That undeniable proof of Tseng's satisfaction with his performance gives him a lofty high, moaning in response to the tightening around his tongue before he eventually withdraws. Before he can make an in character remark about winning their little game, he can feel what Tseng is doing more than he can see. Immediately Rude's face flushes, some of Tseng's release gathered up to jerk him off the rest of the way is diabolical.
He loses it almost immediately, biting down on the back of Tseng's thigh when his core tightens and his hips buck up into the fingers stroking around his cock. His release hits hard and the first burst travels the furthest, each subsequent pulse having a less ambitious trajectory as Rude swears or prays under his breath.]
Titan's balls.. [Yeah, he's breaking character--they already got their money shot.] That wasn't in the script.
[ it's a powerful orgasm that he earns from rude—enough so that the first spurt of it catches tseng across the cheekbone before he can lean away from it. he strokes firmly through the rest of it, too, and when it seems that most of the wave of pleasure has subsided he leans down to lick the tip of rude's cock clean before pushing himself up and, ultimately, off of rude's face to sit on the mattress instead.
the comment makes him laugh. tseng reaches out to offer rude a hand to pull him up to sitting, then wipes his cheek clean and licks it off his fingers. ]
Are you complaining? [ mostly, that's a joke. tseng can tell he isn't. ] You're right, though. It wasn't. I just succumbed to temptation.
[ that's actually the truth. like... what else was he supposed to do? rude has a gorgeous dick and he was looking right at it. in tseng's pleasure-addled mind, there had been no other choice but to put his hands on it.
for a moment tseng gives rude a look, a thorough, considering once-over, and then adds, ] You really enjoy oral, don't you.
[Rude lies flat on his back, eyes shut, as Tseng laps him clean. He makes a strangled sound that is somewhere between satisfaction and defeat. When he opens his eyes again it's just in time to take the hand offered to him to help sit up.
His clothes are littered all over the set, but he just sits there a while, making a mental assessment of the area as he looks around. Tseng's laughter causes the corners of his lips to subtly creep up until he's smiling.] No complaints. Just complimenting your improvisation technique.
[His brows raise up defensively at the accusation, but his brain is too flooded by happy chemicals to even consider the merits to trying to lie about it.] Yeah, I guess I do.. [Now it's his turn to laugh as he rubs his face with his hands, feeling over facial hair and new stubble to mask any lingering bashfulness about the admission.]
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But I also score so well on the tests, don't I? [ he all but purrs, his fingertips walking down the v of rude's hipbone to slip beneath the waist of his pants, not all the way to his cock but at least teasing at it. ] I'll make you a deal, how's that?
[ a low groan, then, at the pressure of rude's hands against his dick through the tight leather of his own pants. getting hard in these things is going to be so uncomfortable—probably for the better if they strip each other quickly. ]
If you make me come first, I'll show up to every class for the rest of the semester, [ tseng promises, his other hand pushing its way up under shirt and sweater so he can pinch one of rude's nipples and tug at it. ] And if I make you come first...
[ a biker college student who's fucking his professor—tseng probably wouldn't stop showing up to class altogether, nor would he want to ask for an a on a final or something like that. instead... ]
If I make you come first, I get extra, private office hours every week until I graduate, [ he says, with a lascivious grin that suggests exactly what will be happening in those extra, private office hours. ] Deal?
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A deal? [He's not in any position to think critically, but Rude nods, agreeing to hear him out at least.] Deal.
[Rude doesn't need to hear the rest of it. He's going to make damn sure that Tseng is the one to come first. Even if both the class and the semester are entirely fictional. His cheeks grow hot when Tseng plays with his nipple--a weak spot of his, but it quiets him long enough to hear the other part of the deal.
Rude pulls his shirt off completely, then twists around under the guise of getting Tseng undressed, and in the process hoists him up by the back of his thighs to easily twist and drop him onto the bed. The ways that those pants cling to his hips and thighs is criminal, and Rude only makes it worse by prying them apart to settle between them.
He slides his hands over the fabric, rubbing right over his crotch.] I know we don't have a strict dress code, but these are hardly appropriate, and they leave very little to the imagination. They have to go. [Rude unbottons then unzips, positioning Tseng where he wants on the mattress so he can lie comfortably between his legs to start peeling pants from skin with a front row view. To save time he hooks underwear in his fingers for the ride so Tseng is naked from the waist down by the time he's finished.
Rude places wet kisses all along Tseng's length, traveling further to gently take his balls into his mouth to tease him, keep him on edge.]
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Fuck, [ tseng breathes out, squirming a little under the touch like he's trying to get more friction. ] Good, that's exactly what I wanted.
[ he lifts his hips helpfully to allow rude to pull at both his underwear and his pants, easing both down and over his thighs to be discarded wherever rude sees fit. they did look good, tseng can acknowledge, but he's much happier to have them off—especially when being nude means that rude can more easily settle between his thighs and put his mouth to good use.
the sudden wet heat on his balls makes tseng shudder, his breath catching in a startled gasp as his thighs fall open a little further. he likes attention there, but he doesn't remember ever having told rude that, and the surprise of it is pleasant—makes tseng exhale a low moan, settling as best he can with one hand tangled in the sheets. ]
Feels good, [ he mutters. tseng is going to have to push rude away eventually, especially if he intends to get his mouth on rude's cock soon—but for now, he doesn't mind letting rude have his way. ]
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He moves with the confidence of someone already familiar with Tseng's body, open mouth closing around delicate parts, sucking to tease as his fingers encircle his cock. His contact there is measured, almost minimal, squeezing or stroking every so often as more of a reminder that Rude has the ability to escalate the situation if needed.
His free hand carefully tilts Tseng's hips up from the bed a little better, and no one should be surprised that the moment Tseng's balls fall from his mouth, his tongue trails deliberately over that patch of skin on its way to his hole. Rude's laps at his entrance a couple times to get him used to the sensation before circling his hole with his tongue. He prods teasingly, but doesn't take it further just yet, laying the groundwork for his victory like an evil villain plotting world domination.]
You taste good. [As he compliments, he gently squeezes Tseng's cockhead between two of his fingers so his thumb can play with the moisture that beads up at the tip.]
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it's a little dizzying, to be honest. but in a pleasant way, a good way. the attentions prime tseng enough that when he feels rude's mouth move away from his balls and down over the stretch of his perineum, he allows a low moan to slip free, one hand twisting in the sheets and the other reaching down to hook behind one of his thighs and hold his leg up and out of rude's way.
again—it's not like tseng to be so obviously enthusiastic, but tseng isn't acting as himself right now. he's acting as some punkass motorcycle kid, who would almost certainly get a thrill out of letting his sexy older(?) professor eat his ass.
the comment earns a grin. ] Thanks, [ tseng says, then gasps, his cock twitching in rude's grasp as his fingers play almost cruelly with the tip. ] Fuck, do that again.
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His cock twitches with interest as Tseng holds up one of his legs to give him more access, encouraged to lean into his own role.] I could get fired for this. You shouldn't take it so lightly.
[But Rude still obeys, taking note that Tseng (or the character he's playing) might like it. He teases his finger along the center of his tip to distract him as his tongue prods at Tseng's entrance, trying valiantly to work him open. Rude easily loses himself in the act, face pressed close to the most private places of a man's body with no thought about it other than how best to tilt his head to better fuck Tseng with his tongue.]
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for now, tseng admittedly does lose his focus for a bit. he tips his head back into the pillow and moans, feeling himself twitch and start to loosen under rude's tongue; the hand he's not using to hold his thigh up reaches down to press against the back of rude's head, as obvious a sign of encouragement as tseng could possibly give besides the vocal.
it's only when he feels a tell-tale stirring in his lower belly that tseng remembers he had other designs this afternoon. he shudders on a particularly enjoyable jolt of pleasure and then chokes out a, ] Hey, wait—wait, stop, [ before he collapses back to the bed, panting softly.
when rude comes up from between his thighs—tseng is confident he will, rude respects things like stop—tseng says, ] Get on your back. I'll sit on your face, but I want to suck your cock too.
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Rude breaks away abruptly at the first wait, one hand from his ass moving to slide over his cock instead while the other one wipes his mouth. He doesn't suspect anything is wrong, but entirely out of habit looks to Tseng for new orders. Only when he's on his back does he realize he had fallen into his old ways, but it's just as fathomable that this professor has a particular weak spot for bad student.]
You can try.
[He's fully back in character now, hands already reaching for Tseng to guide him into position. Rude can feel his cock swell in anticipation of a warm mouth, but he also has to try to lock in and focus on Tseng's pleasure at the same time. That'll be the real challenge.]
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but that doesn't mean he's not going to give this his best attempt. he settles back onto rude's face, guided by rude's hands, and then leans forward, his body curving over rude's as tseng takes his cock in one hand and leans down to wrap his lips immediately around the head. under normal circumstances he'd take his time, really work rude up to a breaking point before finally going down on him, but with tseng already at a disadvantage he's not sure he has the time to spare.
instead, he uses one hand to steady the base of rude's cock as he takes rude into his mouth little by little; his other hand reaches down to cup rude's balls, squeezing gently and tugging in time with the rhythm of tseng's mouth. his tongue laves indulgently around the shaft, lips tight and cheeks hollowing with firm suction every time tseng's head pulls back, only to take a little more the next time he presses down. he might still lose the challenge, but at least he'll give rude a blowjob for the ages in the process. ]
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He's too merciful out of character, so in character he tries not to be overwhelmingly stimulating to give Tseng a chance to catch up. He plays with the other man's cock and balls with his fingers, but doesn't stroke him when his tongue laps at his hole again. It takes a good amount of core strength to position his head perfectly so his hands pull Tseng's hips against his face at just the right angle for Rude to tease his hole with the tip of his tongue.
Heat lowering over more of his cock suddenly almost has him faltering, but using his hands to guide Tseng's ass to ride his tongue makes it easier. He can shut his brain off and just worry about how deep he can force his tongue inside "his student".
Every so often Rude is overcome with a scary amount of pleasure and stops to groan appreciatively at Tseng's skill, but during those moments he uses just two curled fingers in place of his tongue to reach a spot he can't quite get to with the muscle. It's probably cheating, and if not, highly unfair. Yet it doesn't stop him from the slow passes he makes over Tseng's prostate, remembering how sensitive he is. Just a few times is enough to work him open enough so that when his tongue returns he swears he's able to get in deeper with it.]
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it takes all of tseng's training as a turk to put his own pleasure out of his mind at first, instead putting all his focus on rude's cock and his own mouth moving over it. he bobs his head steadily, sucking firmly on every pull back and laving his tongue wetly over sensitive skin each time he ducks down; his shoulders keep rude's thighs parted, and tseng presses his hand lower to squeeze and cup rude's balls, rolling them in his palm before his fingers push even further to rub teasingly at rude's perineum. all's fair in love and war, or so they say.
—and so rude says, too. at the first press of fingers inside him, tseng's back arches and he pulls off rude's cock with a hissed breath, his eyes squeezing shut as he fights off the surge of pleasure that overwhelms him. for a split second he has to run calculus in his head: is it better to fight this to the bitter end? or should he give in, like the spoiled playboy he's pretending to be, and take his pleasure in rude's mouth? ]
Ramuh, [ tseng mutters, barely audible. he shudders again as rude's fingers withdraw, then bites his lip against a raw noise as he feels rude's tongue enter him again—even deeper than before, the hot length of muscle pressing against his insides and making him shake.
fuck it. tseng gives up. he pushes himself up on one hand braced against rude's chest and reaches back with the other, gripping the back of rude's head and pressing his mouth more firmly to tseng's hole—demanding, a little, although tseng can only hope rude knows it's (mostly) in-character. ]
Don't stop, [ he mutters, the words ending on a plaintive noise. ] Fuck don't stop, don't stop, I'm gonna come...
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But he nearly reconsiders that line of thinking when Tseng literally has his balls in hand.] Oh, fuck. [The uncharacteristic profanity is half smothered by Tseng's ass. Rude doesn't really remember what's on the line in the heat of the moment, just mindlessly works Tseng open with his fingers as best he can so he can swap out for his tongue. He moans as he wets tight walls with his tongue, coating them with saliva and honestly making a wet mess of his chin and facial hair.]
Mmm. [His cock throbs when Tseng gives up to ride his face, pressing closer to spear his hole with his tongue like air is optional but this is not. Rude grips Tseng's ass, parting him for even better access, his bottom lip and chin purposely bumping against his perineum each time he opens and closes his jaw to devour him. Rude's core tightens defensively when his hips cant upward out of reflex, seeking friction that he doesn't need, but he laser focused on making Tseng cum.]
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when he does, it's breathtaking. orgasm comes over tseng with the force of a monsoon, making his thighs clench against rude's shoulders and his back arch as he bows forward under the onslaught of sensation. fortunately, this means he lets go of rude's head, needing both hands to brace himself as he shakes apart and spills all over rude's chest and stomach. his cock twitches and throbs, and his hole clenches around rude's tongue, the sensation of it so obscene it sends another pulse of climax through tseng's limbs.
it takes a minute for the aftershocks to subside. eventually tseng puts enough of his brain back together to realize two things: that he just made an enormous mess all over rude, and that rude is still hard, his cock bobbing at more or less eye level with tseng. and, well—what else is a guy to do, but to gather some of his own cum on one hand and then reach down to use it as lube as he jerks rude off in quick, purposeful strokes?
it's only right, tseng thinks. rude left him a total mess, and if nothing else, tseng wants to make sure that rude's orgasm is just as satisfying as tseng's had been. ]
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The thing that causes him to stop is the hot splash of cum on his chest and abdomen. That undeniable proof of Tseng's satisfaction with his performance gives him a lofty high, moaning in response to the tightening around his tongue before he eventually withdraws. Before he can make an in character remark about winning their little game, he can feel what Tseng is doing more than he can see. Immediately Rude's face flushes, some of Tseng's release gathered up to jerk him off the rest of the way is diabolical.
He loses it almost immediately, biting down on the back of Tseng's thigh when his core tightens and his hips buck up into the fingers stroking around his cock. His release hits hard and the first burst travels the furthest, each subsequent pulse having a less ambitious trajectory as Rude swears or prays under his breath.]
Titan's balls.. [Yeah, he's breaking character--they already got their money shot.] That wasn't in the script.
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the comment makes him laugh. tseng reaches out to offer rude a hand to pull him up to sitting, then wipes his cheek clean and licks it off his fingers. ]
Are you complaining? [ mostly, that's a joke. tseng can tell he isn't. ] You're right, though. It wasn't. I just succumbed to temptation.
[ that's actually the truth. like... what else was he supposed to do? rude has a gorgeous dick and he was looking right at it. in tseng's pleasure-addled mind, there had been no other choice but to put his hands on it.
for a moment tseng gives rude a look, a thorough, considering once-over, and then adds, ] You really enjoy oral, don't you.
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His clothes are littered all over the set, but he just sits there a while, making a mental assessment of the area as he looks around. Tseng's laughter causes the corners of his lips to subtly creep up until he's smiling.] No complaints. Just complimenting your improvisation technique.
[His brows raise up defensively at the accusation, but his brain is too flooded by happy chemicals to even consider the merits to trying to lie about it.] Yeah, I guess I do.. [Now it's his turn to laugh as he rubs his face with his hands, feeling over facial hair and new stubble to mask any lingering bashfulness about the admission.]
I enjoyed you enjoying it.