【 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. 】
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[The surprise appearing on Akira nicks that confidence, just a little. Something more familiar, a light embarrassed flush appearing across his cheeks, starts to scatter instead. G-guess that was pretty bold, huh? And blunt? He's about to tell Akira that he was just joking, don't worry about it, when he compliments him-- places a hand on his shoulder to help turn him around.
At least Akira isn't looking at his flushed face anymore, though the back of his neck is a little red. Just by the start of the zipper, how convenient!]
Y-yeah, it's in the back. [...] Hey uh, you really don't have to if you don't want to. I was joking. I can handle the spandex a bit longer.
[Scott backtracking anyway... one day he will just push through and carry that confidence to the end.]
[fingers brush against that zipper, lingering there to trace the edges of the metal tab as Akira leans forward, lips hovering close to what little skin is exposed at the back of his companion's neck. his next words are low, muttered quietly, only for Scott to hear. not that there is anyone around to watch them, but. . . still]
Because I'm not.
[which is about all the warning Scott gets before Akira tugs that zipper down. be bold and brazen all of the time, Cyclops! it's a good thing!!]
[THE RIDICULOUS CHARM FROM AKIRA... it's working though. Scott's neck turns just a bit warmer, but any tension that arose has definitely eased up again, shoulders relaxing and body shivering just lightly as he feels Akira's lips nearly press against the back of his neck. Words spoken so quietly that only he can hear-- and he swears that he felt his friend's breath teasing along his only exposed skin.
And then. There's a small noise. It's not a squeak, Scott would deny that to his dying breath. But. It's certainly a sound as Akira suddenly tugs that zipper down, exposing his back-- all the way down to his middle and showing off well-defined, but still mostly lean muscles. Look, he was just surprised, that's all!]
Y-yeah, okay. I'm convinced. [He coughs. Some of that confidence is coming back, his flush not as pronounced.] Enjoying the view?
[poor Scott. . . his own boldness has unlocked Akira's impish and mischievous side. which is not a bad thing! but it does mean Akira is going to tease him a little bit. affectionately, of course!!]
Mmm.
[he gives an approving hum as more skin at Scott's back is revealed, the definition of those lean muscles peeking out from behind the fabric of the jumpsuit. fingers dip underneath newly created edges, pushing the suit further down Scott's shoulders and arms even as Akira purposefully runs his palm across that which he has exposed]
[His muscles twitch against that initial touch, before relaxing once more under Akira's warm hand. It's something so simple, but he really enjoys this in a way that he can't fully explain. Not that he demands Akira to like... worship his body or anything like that, because that feels really conceited even to him, but it's still nice having that explorative touch run across his now exposed back. His shoulders are also exposed and even though he should try and get his arms through his sleeves, he doesn't move quite yet.
Scott kind of wants to just go along with his friend's pace.
So he continues to face away from Akira and not do much else, his back still that expanse of pale and unmarked skin. Maybe a sign that he's still so new to being a superhero really, fresh and not yet experienced in actual battle. Just training and simulations, besides that initial moment when they fought Apocalypse together.]
Thanks. [He answers softly, sincerely, before his head tilts back just a little to try and look at Akira while continuing to rebuild that confidence from earlier.] Good to know that it was me and not the costume this entire time.
[Scott not realizing that body worship is a big turn on for Akira. . .]
[Akira laughs at the tease, hooking his chin across Scott's newly exposed shoulder to make it easier for the mutant to meet his gaze. his eyes-- for once not shielded by the lenses of his glasses-- are dark at the irises, curtained by the curled bangs of the wig the costume department thrust upon him. it's a shame he isn't wearing any makeup; red lips would probably complete the look perfectly]
99% you. 1% costume.
[he wasn't lying when he said the fit looked good on Scott!]
Does this mean you wanna. . . ?
[he may not finish that question, but he doesn't have to with the way his hands finally tug the sleeves of the jumpsuit down Scott's arms. as with Scott's back, Akira's palms lingers across the curves of biceps and triceps, admiring the cut of the mutant's body and everything his training has done for him in this department]
[While Scott initially thought the wig to be kind of silly, having it close to him and framing Akira's face in such a way... he can't deny that it gives his friend a very unique look that's still really attractive on him. Not to mention the lack of glasses on him and really being able to see the dark irises of his eyes, even with the red outlook he always has.
His head tilts slightly, leaning against the head that's on his shoulder, a mildly content noise leaving the young mutant as he takes in how close Akira's body is to him. Being nearly half naked with someone that he likes so much and slept with in the past... it's hard to really deny the rising heat his body emits, or how his back seems to snuggle back against his friend even as they work on pulling his arms free from the jumpsuit.
His cheeks predictably turn red, before he nods.] Yeah. I... want to.
[He's not sure what exactly, but maybe that's okay for right now. He's just soaking in how close Akira is and... after the stuff with the heart and the tunnels, he is feeling just a little more needy in some ways. Not that he'll ever admit it. Or maybe even realize it.] ...I really do like being with you, Akira.
[Somehow, he's always felt just a little more reckless with his actions and words in this casino. Might be a suit thing.]
[the "what" of it is something they can figure out as they go. it's how Akira has approached all of his encounters in the resort thus far. no pre-planning, just going with the flow. moving with the vibes. doing what feels right in the moment!!]
[and in this moment, what feels the most right is curling his arms around Scott's waist, holding his companion in a tight embrace from behind as he nuzzles his nose into the crook of his neck. warm, openly affectionate, a little cat-like. . . which probably isn't a surprise at this point. the police hat clipped to the wig kind of gets in the way, with the brim nudging against the side of Scott's head as it is. but it's fine. it's fine!]
[Scott's words-- as brazen and reckless as they may be-- bring a little bit of warmth to Akira's cheeks. his grip tigthens, heart beating all the more quickly, light and airy like a butterfly]
. . . that's pretty romantic, Scott. [there's a gentle tease in his words, but they're laced with an undercurrent of sincerity. Akira likes a bit of romance sprinkled into his encounters] But. . .
I like being with you, too.
[he says, as that gentle nuzzling turns into a light nip at the crook of the mutant's neck. OOPS]
You're saying that and yet you're the one holding me like this.
[He points out, slightly amused, but... there's something definitely warm in his voice, matching the affection that he holds. Not that it's hard to tell that he's been enjoying the closeness, not with the way Scott keeps his body pushed back against Akira's, with head tilted to the side so that Akira can press his face against the warm pulse of his neck. It's serving a nice distraction from the way the police hat is lightly rubbing against the side of his head anyway, although he might just knock it off his head soon. Just because.
Can't have the Phantom Thief leader himself be an officer of the law.
The redness across his cheeks flushes brighter as Akira continues. This sap, but... Scott likes that returned affection. An reaffirmation of their friendship? Something a little more? Trust? All of it feels important. His mouth parts, maybe to lightly tease him, say something else that's just as sappy, and then--]
Ow! [It's the suddenness that makes Scott jerk in Akira's hold, body reflexively twitching back against him and just fully feeling the way those buttons on that coat and belt dig into his unclothed back. A small reminder of their state of dress, but if Akira gets the wrong idea about anything or feels bad, his own hands slide down to keep his arms wrapped around him.]
[omg. . . Scott's joke drags a light laugh from Akira's lips, and he sooths that nip with a quick swipe of his tongue before muttering a low, smoky reply--]
Neither, actually.
[he will never admit to being a cop, not even as a light joke!!]
I'm a phantom.
[. . . which is the last warning Scott gets before Akira draws bac, grabs him by the shoulders, quickly turns him around, and-- steals his lips in a quick, impish kiss]
No time to tell Akira that he is one though, not as Akira's lips fully set against his own in a teasing kiss-- oh yeah, he literally feels that smile on his friend. Asshole. But as much as he likes and acknowledges the fondness he has for him, he enjoys this sort of ribbing and poking as well. Why not enjoy both? Like how he respects him as the leader of his own group, but Scott will never forget the way they met and how he ate his chocolate.
That's how Scott remembers it anyway.
But his hand moves up to finally shove that wig and cap off Akira's head, his own smile pressed against his.]
Never faced a phantom before. [He's standing here half naked, the top half of his jumpsuit pushed down, so he's eager to get his hands in front of his friend's jacket-- oh right, the phantom's jacket, to start helping him out of that.] Anything I need to worry about?
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At least Akira isn't looking at his flushed face anymore, though the back of his neck is a little red. Just by the start of the zipper, how convenient!]
Y-yeah, it's in the back. [...] Hey uh, you really don't have to if you don't want to. I was joking. I can handle the spandex a bit longer.
[Scott backtracking anyway... one day he will just push through and carry that confidence to the end.]
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Hm. . . were you?
[fingers brush against that zipper, lingering there to trace the edges of the metal tab as Akira leans forward, lips hovering close to what little skin is exposed at the back of his companion's neck. his next words are low, muttered quietly, only for Scott to hear. not that there is anyone around to watch them, but. . . still]
Because I'm not.
[which is about all the warning Scott gets before Akira tugs that zipper down. be bold and brazen all of the time, Cyclops! it's a good thing!!]
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[THE RIDICULOUS CHARM FROM AKIRA... it's working though. Scott's neck turns just a bit warmer, but any tension that arose has definitely eased up again, shoulders relaxing and body shivering just lightly as he feels Akira's lips nearly press against the back of his neck. Words spoken so quietly that only he can hear-- and he swears that he felt his friend's breath teasing along his only exposed skin.
And then. There's a small noise. It's not a squeak, Scott would deny that to his dying breath. But. It's certainly a sound as Akira suddenly tugs that zipper down, exposing his back-- all the way down to his middle and showing off well-defined, but still mostly lean muscles. Look, he was just surprised, that's all!]
Y-yeah, okay. I'm convinced. [He coughs. Some of that confidence is coming back, his flush not as pronounced.] Enjoying the view?
[HE'S TRYING...]
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Mmm.
[he gives an approving hum as more skin at Scott's back is revealed, the definition of those lean muscles peeking out from behind the fabric of the jumpsuit. fingers dip underneath newly created edges, pushing the suit further down Scott's shoulders and arms even as Akira purposefully runs his palm across that which he has exposed]
Quite a bit, actually.
. . . you look good, Scott.
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Scott kind of wants to just go along with his friend's pace.
So he continues to face away from Akira and not do much else, his back still that expanse of pale and unmarked skin. Maybe a sign that he's still so new to being a superhero really, fresh and not yet experienced in actual battle. Just training and simulations, besides that initial moment when they fought Apocalypse together.]
Thanks. [He answers softly, sincerely, before his head tilts back just a little to try and look at Akira while continuing to rebuild that confidence from earlier.] Good to know that it was me and not the costume this entire time.
[He's teasing, really!]
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[Akira laughs at the tease, hooking his chin across Scott's newly exposed shoulder to make it easier for the mutant to meet his gaze. his eyes-- for once not shielded by the lenses of his glasses-- are dark at the irises, curtained by the curled bangs of the wig the costume department thrust upon him. it's a shame he isn't wearing any makeup; red lips would probably complete the look perfectly]
99% you. 1% costume.
[he wasn't lying when he said the fit looked good on Scott!]
Does this mean you wanna. . . ?
[he may not finish that question, but he doesn't have to with the way his hands finally tug the sleeves of the jumpsuit down Scott's arms. as with Scott's back, Akira's palms lingers across the curves of biceps and triceps, admiring the cut of the mutant's body and everything his training has done for him in this department]
. . . 'cause if you do, then--
[Akira is on board]
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His head tilts slightly, leaning against the head that's on his shoulder, a mildly content noise leaving the young mutant as he takes in how close Akira's body is to him. Being nearly half naked with someone that he likes so much and slept with in the past... it's hard to really deny the rising heat his body emits, or how his back seems to snuggle back against his friend even as they work on pulling his arms free from the jumpsuit.
His cheeks predictably turn red, before he nods.] Yeah. I... want to.
[He's not sure what exactly, but maybe that's okay for right now. He's just soaking in how close Akira is and... after the stuff with the heart and the tunnels, he is feeling just a little more needy in some ways. Not that he'll ever admit it. Or maybe even realize it.] ...I really do like being with you, Akira.
[Somehow, he's always felt just a little more reckless with his actions and words in this casino. Might be a suit thing.]
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[and in this moment, what feels the most right is curling his arms around Scott's waist, holding his companion in a tight embrace from behind as he nuzzles his nose into the crook of his neck. warm, openly affectionate, a little cat-like. . . which probably isn't a surprise at this point. the police hat clipped to the wig kind of gets in the way, with the brim nudging against the side of Scott's head as it is. but it's fine. it's fine!]
[Scott's words-- as brazen and reckless as they may be-- bring a little bit of warmth to Akira's cheeks. his grip tigthens, heart beating all the more quickly, light and airy like a butterfly]
. . . that's pretty romantic, Scott. [there's a gentle tease in his words, but they're laced with an undercurrent of sincerity. Akira likes a bit of romance sprinkled into his encounters] But. . .
I like being with you, too.
[he says, as that gentle nuzzling turns into a light nip at the crook of the mutant's neck. OOPS]
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[He points out, slightly amused, but... there's something definitely warm in his voice, matching the affection that he holds. Not that it's hard to tell that he's been enjoying the closeness, not with the way Scott keeps his body pushed back against Akira's, with head tilted to the side so that Akira can press his face against the warm pulse of his neck. It's serving a nice distraction from the way the police hat is lightly rubbing against the side of his head anyway, although he might just knock it off his head soon. Just because.
Can't have the Phantom Thief leader himself be an officer of the law.
The redness across his cheeks flushes brighter as Akira continues. This sap, but... Scott likes that returned affection. An reaffirmation of their friendship? Something a little more? Trust? All of it feels important. His mouth parts, maybe to lightly tease him, say something else that's just as sappy, and then--]
Ow! [It's the suddenness that makes Scott jerk in Akira's hold, body reflexively twitching back against him and just fully feeling the way those buttons on that coat and belt dig into his unclothed back. A small reminder of their state of dress, but if Akira gets the wrong idea about anything or feels bad, his own hands slide down to keep his arms wrapped around him.]
...Thought you were a cop, not a vampire.
[He huffs.]
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Neither, actually.
[he will never admit to being a cop, not even as a light joke!!]
I'm a phantom.
[. . . which is the last warning Scott gets before Akira draws bac, grabs him by the shoulders, quickly turns him around, and-- steals his lips in a quick, impish kiss]
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No time to tell Akira that he is one though, not as Akira's lips fully set against his own in a teasing kiss-- oh yeah, he literally feels that smile on his friend. Asshole. But as much as he likes and acknowledges the fondness he has for him, he enjoys this sort of ribbing and poking as well. Why not enjoy both? Like how he respects him as the leader of his own group, but Scott will never forget the way they met and how he ate his chocolate.
That's how Scott remembers it anyway.
But his hand moves up to finally shove that wig and cap off Akira's head, his own smile pressed against his.]
Never faced a phantom before. [He's standing here half naked, the top half of his jumpsuit pushed down, so he's eager to get his hands in front of his friend's jacket-- oh right, the phantom's jacket, to start helping him out of that.] Anything I need to worry about?