【 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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[Don't underestimate his pride! He wants to hear and see and know it's impressed!
Leave it to Bakugo to throw out the script and do his own thing. Guess being Dragon Lord really has gone to his head. Questioning whether or not the people in the backstage were on board with his demands is probably valid? But it's not changing anything going on right now. Hiyori has his role, but no one said they had to stick to the damn thing. Bakugo saw other people playing Dragon Lord in other productions, so that quickly shattered his delusion of being the only one. But he can damn well be the greatest!
For his part, Bakugo's inside the dragon's main body, puppeteering the beast from his own special placement. Sure there was a stunt guy who was supposed to do it, but he demanded to know how during earlier setup, so now he's the one in control. Talking into a microphone beside his head and resonating his voice outward in a rushing tonal mix of talk and roar.
Hiyori needs to live and go with the flow here. Adapt, Parrot!]
You're not going to be in that damn tux much longer. [As husky a growl as a dragon can make. Smoke and steam peel backwards as the animatronic walks forward, revealing a rather impressive reptilian body covered in dark red skin, pale spikes and horns setting them off from the surrounding glow and gloom. Motorized legs keep a slow and steady pace, likely to be overlaid with CGI later in production. A long tail sweeps back and forth behind it as the dragon emerges from billowing clouds and stands in all glory in the center of his throne room.
Just uh... don't look under it immediately or the jig is definitely going to be up. It's pretty obvious what's waiting beneath between its legs. For now, the head lowers more aligned with Hiyori's face, glowing eyes and sharp teeth gleaming.] Now. I've waiting long enough. Take 'em off.
Though Hiyori still isn't too impressed, truth be told. He's never been one of those typical boys obsessed with dragons and dinosaurs. He supposes it's pretty well-made and it's certainly formidable in size, but after seeing so much actual magic at the resort, he can't say his socks are blown off. Not that he's wearing any socks to begin with...
And therein lies the problem.
He's not the one who's (supposed to be) wearing a tux. He's the bride here, and he's wearing only a veil and bridal lingerie. Beneath the lacy sheer negligee are frilly white panties. And now he's being told by a giant spiked dragon to take 'em off. On-camera.
He goes stiff, heat spiking through him. He's been trying to ignore how embarrassing the outfit is, wearing it proudly in defiance. He's Hiyori Tomoe, so he looks good in anything. But the thought of getting naked in front of all those cameras feels dizzying. His cheeks burn, and they're not the only place warming up, a great deal of heat pooling uncomfortably... lower.
He hesitates. What comes next? He knows the script, but he can't really be expected to have sex with a robo-dragon! (He can't see between its legs from this angle, so he doesn't realize that's very possible yet!) And is that Bakugo inside the dragon? Does he really intend to go through with this?!
While his mind races with such questions, the same cameraman holds up another cue card, this one containing a stage direction rather than dialogue. "(He means your underwear! SHOW HOLE!!!)"]
Not helpful!
[He snaps hotly in their direction, shifting uncomfortably in his place. It's not just his demeanor that's stiff; to his utter horror, he's started to grow a bit stiff beneath the negligee. There are multiple cameras and they're all shooting him in the sexy costume, waiting for the big disrobing! It's almost too much for an idol with a repressed exhibitionist streak to bear. How does he get out of this?
Honestly... he can't. But his mind does grasp at one (dumb) thing he could do. It's the only tool in his arsenal, and it's something even Bakugo hasn't seen yet!]
Fine, I'll take them off! Just be warned that my body is so dazzling, it may blind you! And I know that when you dragons are exposed to something too bright, your eyes pop out. That's what it says in all the biology textbooks.
[Since when was that part of the lore? It sure wasn't in the script. But none of the camera crew is focusing on that. They're too busy honing in on his nether region as he reaches up his sheer skirt and hooks a finger in both sides of his underwear.]
[What happened to that oh-so-impressed icon a few seconds ago?! No, the resort's not magicking up a real dragon. That would be weird. After all the shit it's done, turning someone into a mythical creature is past some kind of ironic limit.
But Bakugo's not thinking of limits right now; his attention's squarely locked onto Hiyori in front of him, seeing him through the yellow lens of his dragon-head helm. Currently suspended within the animatronic on his own level, he can half-operate the machine himself. Lowering its head, peering at Hiyori with interested husking breaths of hot steamy air. And rather enjoying the view himself, completely caught up in his role as Dragon Lord. Maybe Hiyori shouldn't have taunted the explosive ruler to show him everything. Feeling some regret? Too bad. A dragon's licking its fanged maw and threatening to eat the model up.
Too bad Bakugo can't see the stagehand; they would've had to cut there since Bakugo would've laughed his damn head off.]
You stay out of this, peon! [He might not be able to see the stagehand, but whoever is doing whatever they're doing out of sight is taking Hiyori's attention away from him, and he isn't having it! One of the dragon's legs lifts, slower than a natural dragon, obviously, and reaches forward, a sharp claw gleaming in the air as it aims the tip towards the idol's waist.] Did you forget how?
[Before he can set that claw to Hiyori's skin, the idol bursts out with a flagrant, ostentatious warning. Even the dragon seems to pause at his audacity. For a few seconds, quiet... but then a barked laugh slices through its maw, gleaming with saliva (which is definitely actually lube).] As if some damn textbook knows more than a real dragon. You idiot.
[Then lunges forward, intending to pin Hiyori beneath him.]
[Okay, he does not want those sharp claws anywhere near him. Even if the dragon they're attached to is just a fake, those still look dangerous! He takes a great step backwards when Bakugo reaches one of those towards him.
But then it's on with the grand reveal. Not just the reveal of what's in his panties, but the reveal of the trick he has up his sleeve! Something that's bound to astonish Bakugo! It may even turn this whole scene around!
Orrrr not.
He doesn't get the chance to unveil that trick or show any hole before the so-called Dragon Lord lunges at him. Which naturally causes him to yelp, because what the hell?!!]
Auuugh!
[He goes down easily, given the animatronic's size. He falls right in the (fake) dirt, his pure white lingerie getting all muddy and his veil getting twisted up around his head. But he doesn't just lie there in a heap, oh no; instead he starts thrashing, hitting and kicking the dragon's enormous underside. It's not just play-fighting, either. Someone's mad!]
How dare you ruin my grand reveal?! You're the worst! Bad Dragon!
[This is probably where the crew should yell "Cut!" But then again, the bride's show of resistance will make the scene even hotter for some people, so for the time being, they keep filming. And while trapped beneath the dragon, Hiyori's flailing limbs eventually make contact with the thing he's missed until now—the big, smooth, tube-like hanging there between the dragon's legs. One of his hands grasps onto it, feeling its ridges and slight curve, before he freezes.]
[Relax, they're not gonna cut him unless Hiyori jams a tip in hard and drags it around. But if they look dangerous, then the prop crew has done an amazing job! Honestly, does the guy really think someone like Bakugo, who notoriously lacks patience, would miraculously find more patience when he's flush up with ego tripping Dragon Lord persona? As interesting as it'd have been to watch Hiyori strip himself down, he was taking way too fucking long, and Bakugo wants to do the honors himself! ... Which might be a problem considering he's inside the dragon and the animatronic isn't the most dexterous thing in the world.
Crouching slightly, the dragon's body seems to wedge itself more comfortably between Hiyori's flailing legs. Or more like the idol's left kicking at it's sides, haunches, and back-leg knees while he settles atop him. The dragon's massive head swivels on its neck, curling to look beneath itself at the man striking back at it. Even doped up on power, Bakugo still refuses to let the hotel corrupt himself so much he does something against someone's will. So there's no effort to go any further at the moment.]
I told you to strip; you decided to talk! Did you forget your place? [Meta snirk at "Bad Dragon" reference. Bakugo lashes his tail behind him, yellow gaze lingering on Hiyori's body as he beats at his sides. A small hum of machinery and steam answer his motions. Ah yeah, he finally hit the big reveal between the dragon's legs. Tapered at the tip, ribbed along the sides with small spines across the top, all leading back to a larger swollen orb at the base where it rests just outside the dragon's sheath.]
You fight, but you're already grabbing and touching me. Are you really that eager to put on a show? [Hey, Hiyori had no business using his hand so quickly if that's what his thrashing around hit. Unless he's super unlucky.]
[Oh, he has all sorts of rebuttals to that, and he snaps back some of them mid-tantrum. Doesn't matter that they're acting in some questionable B-movie; no one pushes down the great Hiyori Tomoe without his permission (or interrupts his sexy strip show without facing consequences)!]
My "place"? I'm your bride! And this is not the nineteen-fifties! No one likes a pushy controlling husband!
[Actually, they probably do since the whole script is following porn logic.
Not that Hiyori ever fully accepted he'd be making porn. He knew what the plot called for, but ever since animatronic dragon was unveiled, he thought there was no way that was really expected of him. Giant movie monsters don't have genitals! Or at least they don't outside the Golden Peacock. But GP is exactly where they are, and a great big (Bad) Dragon dick is what he currently finds his fingers wrapped around. Not for the purpose of titillating the camera crew or the imagined audience, mind you; he's mostly just feeling around in disbelief. (Does the camera crew even have a good view of what he's doing yet? They're having to readjust, since the Dragon Lord pushed down the bride sooner than they were expecting, so for the time being probably not.)
There he lies, trapped under the dragon, hand frozen around its dick. He's stunned, and yet he should have known this was coming. Didn't he and Reign stumble across all sorts of freaky-looking dildos when they searched the first-floor storage room together? It's still a lot. But after all the things he's done, and thought about doing in front of others, having a toy used on him for the gratification of a future audience isn't quite the automatic no-go it would have been months ago. One part of him finds it objectionable but another part finds it exciting. He almost considers it.]
That's... well...
[Does he want to put on a show? Or rather, is he willing to go that far to put one on? He can't answer with any certainty, but he thinks about that question as he glances at the big thing hanging there between the dragon's legs.]
Followed by his hands moving to rub over that same point.]
... I don't like these weird pointy bits!
[He's talking about the spines along the top. His fingers rub over them briefly and yeah, no. That can't go inside him!!! And isn't the thing too huge, too??]
[That was the least amount of stripping done in a strip show he's ever seen! If he'd done something more than suggest with a pair of thumbs beneath his skirt, Bakugo might've found a shred of patience. But nope, someone had to talk about blinding him with his beauty! The Dragon Lord isn't going to lose his eyesight from something as tame as a pretty nude body! Even if it's quite the pretty body he's now got pinned underneath him.]
Are you still confusing me for a human? [Since when does the Lord of the Dragons have to subscribe to human notions of relationships and what's right or wrong during them? Hot breath rushes from the dragon's mouth with a husky growling sound, half threatening and half amused. Kudos to Bakugo for managing to make it sound so convincing. Part of his mind not completely lost in the role still respects Hiyori's preferences. At least what of them the idol's told him. Screwing a draconic phallus doesn't technically count as having sex with the guy operating said phallus, right? (Definitely counts as sex, but not the cheating kind.) Or something like that, is the angle Bakugo's going for between him and Hiyori. Is this their destiny, always looking for hooploles when it comes to the Peacock trying to force sexy times on them? If so, more power to the for the implied middle finger.
Good thing the dragon's body doesn't have the best-working wings. He can't drop them down and block Hiyori from view, likely for obvious filming reasons. A flick of a lever causes the dragon's dick to twitch in Hiyori's hand, unnaturally warm and rather convincingly textured to feel weighty skin in his grip. The idol said he was planning on doing video shows with his boyfriend last time Bakugo and he spoke. Consider this an extension of that, and it should be fine, right?]
You're gonna change your mind when you feel them with something else. [Definitely big enough to cause a stretch, but Hiyori's not required to take the whole thing. Unless he feels a challenge coming on. Bakugo swings the creature's tail around, using the tip to pin Hiyori's veil to the ground. A rumbling sound of gears and clockwork motors doubles for a purr as the dragon shifts above him, lazily thrusting his member into Hiyori's touch.] Better hurry up, bride. Otherwise the lava will be feeding instead.
[Look, Bakugo's trying to work this to satisfy ever participant: Hiyori, script, audience, director.]
Though the misunderstanding makes sense, given that they did talk about how exchanging sexy photos and text messages is enough to earn you a new card. The kind of "shows" he and Jun offer are in-person ones, though, and they haven't allowed filming. Given the kind of life they lived back home, doing something like making a sex tape seemed like a bridge too far. Like he's violating some hefty taboo.
Not that his appearance in this film doesn't have him halfway towards breaking that same taboo anyway. Holding a dragon dildo in lingerie would already be a career-killer back home, to say nothing of other stuff he's been caught doing here. Still he remains uncomfy, not least because the dildo has weird spiky bits. All the sex toys he's used, or considered using, were smooth! And not too big, which is as it should be. He doesn't like pain! ... unless it's his underclassman's teeth sinking into his...
Anyway. The Dragon Lord, which is just Baku-kun piloting some weird robot, pushes its weird spiny appendage into his hand, which feels surprisingly warm and alive. So much so that he jolts, jerking his hand away like he's touched a hot stove. But he can't really get away when he's being pinned by the dragon's tail. And, apparently, threatened with lava. Because, less he forgets, Bakugo's character can breathe fire, and he's not above killing his brides. Great!
There's only one thing his character can do in this situation: comply with the dragon's demands. But there's nothing to say he can't catch the Dragon Lord off-guard, too.]
Fine.
[While lying underneath the dragon, he reaches up his skirt again, pulling down his underwear for real this time.]
Try not to go blind! ☆
[As it gets rolled down his thighs, however, something funny happens. His whole body starts to glow with a bright, sparkling light. An almost unbearably shiny light. But it's not just some "light," it's his Aura! Weiss-chan helped him activate it a while ago! It's his soul power, or rather, his soul-ar power! And it's also the closest thing to magic he knows how to do here, not that he's ever told Bakugo.
The nearest cameraman gasps and shields his eyes! In fact, they're all stunned! The glow isn't going to last long, though. But while it does last, will it blind the dragon, causing those mechanical eyes to pop out?? Or will Hiyori Tomoe merely be left exposed beneath the Dragon Lord's hungry, horny gaze?]
[What the hell kind of voyeurism is he planning to do in a sex resort?! Come get off while watching my boyfriend and i put away our clothes?!
As long as there's an active partner with those photos and texts, Bakugo believes it'll count. Sexting, video sexing, same kinda thing. Fucking with a distance between you. Whatever.
... if he ever realizes Hiyori meant in-person shows, he's gonna be momentarily stunned. That's a fucking jump! Didn't think he'd let someone basically threesome with their eyes.
At least no one's gonna remember these videos once they all go back home or the bird's strangled to submission. Bakugo's impatience is starting to grow from all the hesitation. Still unwilling to force himself on someone, his pride's chafing against mixing arousal and testy nature. If Hiyori won't-- or can't --do it, then he should just yeet him into the lava and move onto the next one! (Fake lava, of course.) A low rumbling growl vibrates through the air, yellow eyes narrowing and a slimy tongue dragging across his teeth with another coating of lubricant.
He's being surprisingly tolerant right now, though his head, tail, body, and claws are keeping Hiyori from scrambling away until he decides. Do it, or not. Thankfully he doesn't have an actual flamethrower in the dragon's maw. They'll CGI that shit in later, though a noise machine within will provide the audio.]
Finally. [A shuck of material, telltale and intimate as the cameras zoom in. Too bad Bakugo can't zoom his own screen in. He's stuck watching behind the dragon's head. Oh well. At least until Hiyori starts glowing like a start.] The hell?! [Shit, he thought the guy was being a dramatic flair! Why the hell is it suddenly turning into the replica of his world's Glowing Baby?! Bakugo jerks his head to the side, eyes clenching shut as the dragon's head recoils all the same. Wonder what the cameras are gonna think, suddenly getting blinded like that...
Well, no eyes get popped out, but the Dragon Lord certainly has his head averted and his eyes shut.]
a visual aid for the sparkles: https://imgur.com/a/Wm0W5P1
[Whether they invite someone in-person or send a video to that someone, they're still going to be watched. At least if they choose the former option there's no evidence to follow them around afterwards. ... unlike, say, if they appear in a film called Lord of the Wings and strip down nude so they can mate with a robo-dragon...
The prospect of getting naked for the cameras had seemed daunting at first albeit arousing. Now, however, Hiyori finds his fears and hesitation melt away. "Finally" is right; after being tossed around by the Bakugo (both literally and figuratively), he gained the upper hand and pulled one over on him. Bakugo's never seen his Aura before! But now he has, and so have the camera crew, who react with exaggerated astonishment. One of them, the one who'd been holding up cue cards, screams "Aiiieee! My eyes! Too shiiiny!" and tries to shield his face. Another one, meanwhile, peeks at Hiyori through his eyes and speaks in a hushed whisper. "Even his nipples are sparkling," he says. They're amazed, alright!
He feels smug. Sounds smug, too.]
See? I told you it might be too much for you. Now behold my sun power! ♪
[Just think of it like a Quirk. The only bad news is that he can't keep this up. His bright, shiny Aura won't stay visible for very long...
Or will it?
He thinks back to what Weiss said. That his Aura shows when he's almost out of it, or when he's trying to share it. He's not almost out, and he's never kept the shining up for very long. But he's also never tried to keep it up for long. This might drain it faster, but... is there any reason he can't proceed through this whole porn scene while shining like a supernova?
The shining light obscures some of his nudity. It also ensures the focus of the scene stays on him, and his dazzling image, rather than Bakugo's robo-dragon. It makes him feel powerful and warm. And it gives him confidence, which a performer can never have too much of. As he thinks about it, he realizes...
It's worth a shot!]
I hail from a long, proud lineage of Sun Fairies. This is what happens every time I undress, so if you want to be my husband, you'll just have to get used to it!
[This is NOT what happens every time he gets undressed.
But it is what's happening this time. Now that he feels more comfortable, he kicks his panties off all the way, reclines back on his elbows, and smiles up at the Dragon Lord smugly. And, yes, while still glowing from head to toe, though you can make out his body beneath the glow if you look hard enough. Your move, Bakugo!]
[Dammit, it was only a surprise! He never thought Hiyori would actually manifest something like that! Thought he was just some damn normal human who could sing, dance, and act well. Had the hotel done something to him, or did he get taught by some other fucking extra? Bakugo quickly blinks away the stun in his eyes, scowling at himself and growling. Not like he hasn't been on the other side of countless explosions and his own Stun Grenade attack; his body has a natural resistance to his explosions and the like, even if other people's blasts can still catch him off guard. But sucks for them, he recovers quickly.
Enough to hear Hiyori gloating.]
You don't know a damn thing about what's "too much" for me! [Already adjusted to the glare, the dragon swivels his head back down and around, tongue flicking serpentine and somewhat threatening between his salivating maw. So tempting to bite him in half for sheer cheek! Or flick him into the lava. Tch, the hell are the directors going to say if this guy's glow makes it impossible to see anything good? They'll likely call "cut", the entire reason for this being blown out of the damn water.
But if that's how Hiyori wants to play it, he'll let him for now, and see what comes of it.]
Tch, fucking ridiculous. I can already see through it. [And promptly sets a clawed foot on Hiyori's thigh, the tip of one claw stabbing into the side of his skirt. No more patience as he digs it in and pulls, causing the item to tear down the side of the idol's hips. Gonna make quick work of this thing.] Front or back? It's your choice.
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Leave it to Bakugo to throw out the script and do his own thing. Guess being Dragon Lord really has gone to his head. Questioning whether or not the people in the backstage were on board with his demands is probably valid? But it's not changing anything going on right now. Hiyori has his role, but no one said they had to stick to the damn thing. Bakugo saw other people playing Dragon Lord in other productions, so that quickly shattered his delusion of being the only one. But he can damn well be the greatest!
For his part, Bakugo's inside the dragon's main body, puppeteering the beast from his own special placement. Sure there was a stunt guy who was supposed to do it, but he demanded to know how during earlier setup, so now he's the one in control. Talking into a microphone beside his head and resonating his voice outward in a rushing tonal mix of talk and roar.
Hiyori needs to live and go with the flow here. Adapt, Parrot!]
You're not going to be in that damn tux much longer. [As husky a growl as a dragon can make. Smoke and steam peel backwards as the animatronic walks forward, revealing a rather impressive reptilian body covered in dark red skin, pale spikes and horns setting them off from the surrounding glow and gloom. Motorized legs keep a slow and steady pace, likely to be overlaid with CGI later in production. A long tail sweeps back and forth behind it as the dragon emerges from billowing clouds and stands in all glory in the center of his throne room.
Just uh... don't look under it immediately or the jig is definitely going to be up. It's pretty obvious what's waiting beneath between its legs. For now, the head lowers more aligned with Hiyori's face, glowing eyes and sharp teeth gleaming.] Now. I've waiting long enough. Take 'em off.
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Though Hiyori still isn't too impressed, truth be told. He's never been one of those typical boys obsessed with dragons and dinosaurs. He supposes it's pretty well-made and it's certainly formidable in size, but after seeing so much actual magic at the resort, he can't say his socks are blown off. Not that he's wearing any socks to begin with...
And therein lies the problem.
He's not the one who's (supposed to be) wearing a tux. He's the bride here, and he's wearing only a veil and bridal lingerie. Beneath the lacy sheer negligee are frilly white panties. And now he's being told by a giant spiked dragon to take 'em off. On-camera.
He goes stiff, heat spiking through him. He's been trying to ignore how embarrassing the outfit is, wearing it proudly in defiance. He's Hiyori Tomoe, so he looks good in anything. But the thought of getting naked in front of all those cameras feels dizzying. His cheeks burn, and they're not the only place warming up, a great deal of heat pooling uncomfortably... lower.
He hesitates. What comes next? He knows the script, but he can't really be expected to have sex with a robo-dragon! (He can't see between its legs from this angle, so he doesn't realize that's very possible yet!) And is that Bakugo inside the dragon? Does he really intend to go through with this?!
While his mind races with such questions, the same cameraman holds up another cue card, this one containing a stage direction rather than dialogue. "(He means your underwear! SHOW HOLE!!!)"]
Not helpful!
[He snaps hotly in their direction, shifting uncomfortably in his place. It's not just his demeanor that's stiff; to his utter horror, he's started to grow a bit stiff beneath the negligee. There are multiple cameras and they're all shooting him in the sexy costume, waiting for the big disrobing! It's almost too much for an idol with a repressed exhibitionist streak to bear. How does he get out of this?
Honestly... he can't. But his mind does grasp at one (dumb) thing he could do. It's the only tool in his arsenal, and it's something even Bakugo hasn't seen yet!]
Fine, I'll take them off! Just be warned that my body is so dazzling, it may blind you! And I know that when you dragons are exposed to something too bright, your eyes pop out. That's what it says in all the biology textbooks.
[Since when was that part of the lore? It sure wasn't in the script. But none of the camera crew is focusing on that. They're too busy honing in on his nether region as he reaches up his sheer skirt and hooks a finger in both sides of his underwear.]
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But Bakugo's not thinking of limits right now; his attention's squarely locked onto Hiyori in front of him, seeing him through the yellow lens of his dragon-head helm. Currently suspended within the animatronic on his own level, he can half-operate the machine himself. Lowering its head, peering at Hiyori with interested husking breaths of hot steamy air. And rather enjoying the view himself, completely caught up in his role as Dragon Lord. Maybe Hiyori shouldn't have taunted the explosive ruler to show him everything. Feeling some regret? Too bad. A dragon's licking its fanged maw and threatening to eat the model up.
Too bad Bakugo can't see the stagehand; they would've had to cut there since Bakugo would've laughed his damn head off.]
You stay out of this, peon! [He might not be able to see the stagehand, but whoever is doing whatever they're doing out of sight is taking Hiyori's attention away from him, and he isn't having it! One of the dragon's legs lifts, slower than a natural dragon, obviously, and reaches forward, a sharp claw gleaming in the air as it aims the tip towards the idol's waist.] Did you forget how?
[Before he can set that claw to Hiyori's skin, the idol bursts out with a flagrant, ostentatious warning. Even the dragon seems to pause at his audacity. For a few seconds, quiet... but then a barked laugh slices through its maw, gleaming with saliva (which is definitely actually lube).] As if some damn textbook knows more than a real dragon. You idiot.
[Then lunges forward, intending to pin Hiyori beneath him.]
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But then it's on with the grand reveal. Not just the reveal of what's in his panties, but the reveal of the trick he has up his sleeve! Something that's bound to astonish Bakugo! It may even turn this whole scene around!
Orrrr not.
He doesn't get the chance to unveil that trick or show any hole before the so-called Dragon Lord lunges at him. Which naturally causes him to yelp, because what the hell?!!]
Auuugh!
[He goes down easily, given the animatronic's size. He falls right in the (fake) dirt, his pure white lingerie getting all muddy and his veil getting twisted up around his head. But he doesn't just lie there in a heap, oh no; instead he starts thrashing, hitting and kicking the dragon's enormous underside. It's not just play-fighting, either. Someone's mad!]
How dare you ruin my grand reveal?! You're the worst! Bad Dragon!
[This is probably where the crew should yell "Cut!" But then again, the bride's show of resistance will make the scene even hotter for some people, so for the time being, they keep filming. And while trapped beneath the dragon, Hiyori's flailing limbs eventually make contact with the thing he's missed until now—the big, smooth, tube-like hanging there between the dragon's legs. One of his hands grasps onto it, feeling its ridges and slight curve, before he freezes.]
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........... no way.
[Yes way.]
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Crouching slightly, the dragon's body seems to wedge itself more comfortably between Hiyori's flailing legs. Or more like the idol's left kicking at it's sides, haunches, and back-leg knees while he settles atop him. The dragon's massive head swivels on its neck, curling to look beneath itself at the man striking back at it. Even doped up on power, Bakugo still refuses to let the hotel corrupt himself so much he does something against someone's will. So there's no effort to go any further at the moment.]
I told you to strip; you decided to talk! Did you forget your place? [Meta snirk at "Bad Dragon" reference. Bakugo lashes his tail behind him, yellow gaze lingering on Hiyori's body as he beats at his sides. A small hum of machinery and steam answer his motions. Ah yeah, he finally hit the big reveal between the dragon's legs. Tapered at the tip, ribbed along the sides with small spines across the top, all leading back to a larger swollen orb at the base where it rests just outside the dragon's sheath.]
You fight, but you're already grabbing and touching me. Are you really that eager to put on a show? [Hey, Hiyori had no business using his hand so quickly if that's what his thrashing around hit. Unless he's super unlucky.]
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My "place"? I'm your bride! And this is not the nineteen-fifties! No one likes a pushy controlling husband!
[Actually, they probably do since the whole script is following porn logic.
Not that Hiyori ever fully accepted he'd be making porn. He knew what the plot called for, but ever since animatronic dragon was unveiled, he thought there was no way that was really expected of him. Giant movie monsters don't have genitals! Or at least they don't outside the Golden Peacock. But GP is exactly where they are, and a great big (Bad) Dragon dick is what he currently finds his fingers wrapped around. Not for the purpose of titillating the camera crew or the imagined audience, mind you; he's mostly just feeling around in disbelief. (Does the camera crew even have a good view of what he's doing yet? They're having to readjust, since the Dragon Lord pushed down the bride sooner than they were expecting, so for the time being probably not.)
There he lies, trapped under the dragon, hand frozen around its dick. He's stunned, and yet he should have known this was coming. Didn't he and Reign stumble across all sorts of freaky-looking dildos when they searched the first-floor storage room together? It's still a lot. But after all the things he's done, and thought about doing in front of others, having a toy used on him for the gratification of a future audience isn't quite the automatic no-go it would have been months ago. One part of him finds it objectionable but another part finds it exciting. He almost considers it.]
That's... well...
[Does he want to put on a show? Or rather, is he willing to go that far to put one on? He can't answer with any certainty, but he thinks about that question as he glances at the big thing hanging there between the dragon's legs.]
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Followed by his hands moving to rub over that same point.]
... I don't like these weird pointy bits!
[He's talking about the spines along the top. His fingers rub over them briefly and yeah, no. That can't go inside him!!! And isn't the thing too huge, too??]
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Are you still confusing me for a human? [Since when does the Lord of the Dragons have to subscribe to human notions of relationships and what's right or wrong during them? Hot breath rushes from the dragon's mouth with a husky growling sound, half threatening and half amused. Kudos to Bakugo for managing to make it sound so convincing. Part of his mind not completely lost in the role still respects Hiyori's preferences. At least what of them the idol's told him. Screwing a draconic phallus doesn't technically count as having sex with the guy operating said phallus, right? (Definitely counts as sex, but not the cheating kind.) Or something like that, is the angle Bakugo's going for between him and Hiyori. Is this their destiny, always looking for hooploles when it comes to the Peacock trying to force sexy times on them? If so, more power to the for the implied middle finger.
Good thing the dragon's body doesn't have the best-working wings. He can't drop them down and block Hiyori from view, likely for obvious filming reasons. A flick of a lever causes the dragon's dick to twitch in Hiyori's hand, unnaturally warm and rather convincingly textured to feel weighty skin in his grip. The idol said he was planning on doing video shows with his boyfriend last time Bakugo and he spoke. Consider this an extension of that, and it should be fine, right?]
You're gonna change your mind when you feel them with something else. [Definitely big enough to cause a stretch, but Hiyori's not required to take the whole thing. Unless he feels a challenge coming on. Bakugo swings the creature's tail around, using the tip to pin Hiyori's veil to the ground. A rumbling sound of gears and clockwork motors doubles for a purr as the dragon shifts above him, lazily thrusting his member into Hiyori's touch.] Better hurry up, bride. Otherwise the lava will be feeding instead.
[Look, Bakugo's trying to work this to satisfy ever participant: Hiyori, script, audience, director.]
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Though the misunderstanding makes sense, given that they did talk about how exchanging sexy photos and text messages is enough to earn you a new card. The kind of "shows" he and Jun offer are in-person ones, though, and they haven't allowed filming. Given the kind of life they lived back home, doing something like making a sex tape seemed like a bridge too far. Like he's violating some hefty taboo.
Not that his appearance in this film doesn't have him halfway towards breaking that same taboo anyway. Holding a dragon dildo in lingerie would already be a career-killer back home, to say nothing of other stuff he's been caught doing here. Still he remains uncomfy, not least because the dildo has weird spiky bits. All the sex toys he's used, or considered using, were smooth! And not too big, which is as it should be. He doesn't like pain! ... unless it's his underclassman's teeth sinking into his...
Anyway. The Dragon Lord, which is just Baku-kun piloting some weird robot, pushes its weird spiny appendage into his hand, which feels surprisingly warm and alive. So much so that he jolts, jerking his hand away like he's touched a hot stove. But he can't really get away when he's being pinned by the dragon's tail. And, apparently, threatened with lava. Because, less he forgets, Bakugo's character can breathe fire, and he's not above killing his brides. Great!
There's only one thing his character can do in this situation: comply with the dragon's demands. But there's nothing to say he can't catch the Dragon Lord off-guard, too.]
Fine.
[While lying underneath the dragon, he reaches up his skirt again, pulling down his underwear for real this time.]
Try not to go blind! ☆
[As it gets rolled down his thighs, however, something funny happens. His whole body starts to glow with a bright, sparkling light. An almost unbearably shiny light. But it's not just some "light," it's his Aura! Weiss-chan helped him activate it a while ago! It's his soul power, or rather, his soul-ar power! And it's also the closest thing to magic he knows how to do here, not that he's ever told Bakugo.
The nearest cameraman gasps and shields his eyes! In fact, they're all stunned! The glow isn't going to last long, though. But while it does last, will it blind the dragon, causing those mechanical eyes to pop out?? Or will Hiyori Tomoe merely be left exposed beneath the Dragon Lord's hungry, horny gaze?]
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As long as there's an active partner with those photos and texts, Bakugo believes it'll count. Sexting, video sexing, same kinda thing. Fucking with a distance between you. Whatever.
... if he ever realizes Hiyori meant in-person shows, he's gonna be momentarily stunned. That's a fucking jump! Didn't think he'd let someone basically threesome with their eyes.
At least no one's gonna remember these videos once they all go back home or the bird's strangled to submission. Bakugo's impatience is starting to grow from all the hesitation. Still unwilling to force himself on someone, his pride's chafing against mixing arousal and testy nature. If Hiyori won't-- or can't --do it, then he should just yeet him into the lava and move onto the next one! (Fake lava, of course.) A low rumbling growl vibrates through the air, yellow eyes narrowing and a slimy tongue dragging across his teeth with another coating of lubricant.
He's being surprisingly tolerant right now, though his head, tail, body, and claws are keeping Hiyori from scrambling away until he decides. Do it, or not. Thankfully he doesn't have an actual flamethrower in the dragon's maw. They'll CGI that shit in later, though a noise machine within will provide the audio.]
Finally. [A shuck of material, telltale and intimate as the cameras zoom in. Too bad Bakugo can't zoom his own screen in. He's stuck watching behind the dragon's head. Oh well. At least until Hiyori starts glowing like a start.] The hell?! [Shit, he thought the guy was being a dramatic flair! Why the hell is it suddenly turning into the replica of his world's Glowing Baby?! Bakugo jerks his head to the side, eyes clenching shut as the dragon's head recoils all the same. Wonder what the cameras are gonna think, suddenly getting blinded like that...
Well, no eyes get popped out, but the Dragon Lord certainly has his head averted and his eyes shut.]
a visual aid for the sparkles: https://imgur.com/a/Wm0W5P1
The prospect of getting naked for the cameras had seemed daunting at first albeit arousing. Now, however, Hiyori finds his fears and hesitation melt away. "Finally" is right; after being tossed around by the Bakugo (both literally and figuratively), he gained the upper hand and pulled one over on him. Bakugo's never seen his Aura before! But now he has, and so have the camera crew, who react with exaggerated astonishment. One of them, the one who'd been holding up cue cards, screams "Aiiieee! My eyes! Too shiiiny!" and tries to shield his face. Another one, meanwhile, peeks at Hiyori through his eyes and speaks in a hushed whisper. "Even his nipples are sparkling," he says. They're amazed, alright!
He feels smug. Sounds smug, too.]
See? I told you it might be too much for you. Now behold my sun power! ♪
[Just think of it like a Quirk. The only bad news is that he can't keep this up. His bright, shiny Aura won't stay visible for very long...
Or will it?
He thinks back to what Weiss said. That his Aura shows when he's almost out of it, or when he's trying to share it. He's not almost out, and he's never kept the shining up for very long. But he's also never tried to keep it up for long. This might drain it faster, but... is there any reason he can't proceed through this whole porn scene while shining like a supernova?
The shining light obscures some of his nudity. It also ensures the focus of the scene stays on him, and his dazzling image, rather than Bakugo's robo-dragon. It makes him feel powerful and warm. And it gives him confidence, which a performer can never have too much of. As he thinks about it, he realizes...
It's worth a shot!]
I hail from a long, proud lineage of Sun Fairies. This is what happens every time I undress, so if you want to be my husband, you'll just have to get used to it!
[This is NOT what happens every time he gets undressed.
But it is what's happening this time. Now that he feels more comfortable, he kicks his panties off all the way, reclines back on his elbows, and smiles up at the Dragon Lord smugly. And, yes, while still glowing from head to toe, though you can make out his body beneath the glow if you look hard enough. Your move, Bakugo!]
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Enough to hear Hiyori gloating.]
You don't know a damn thing about what's "too much" for me! [Already adjusted to the glare, the dragon swivels his head back down and around, tongue flicking serpentine and somewhat threatening between his salivating maw. So tempting to bite him in half for sheer cheek! Or flick him into the lava. Tch, the hell are the directors going to say if this guy's glow makes it impossible to see anything good? They'll likely call "cut", the entire reason for this being blown out of the damn water.
But if that's how Hiyori wants to play it, he'll let him for now, and see what comes of it.]
Tch, fucking ridiculous. I can already see through it. [And promptly sets a clawed foot on Hiyori's thigh, the tip of one claw stabbing into the side of his skirt. No more patience as he digs it in and pulls, causing the item to tear down the side of the idol's hips. Gonna make quick work of this thing.] Front or back? It's your choice.