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TDM 009
【 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. 】
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. 】
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.
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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
• 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
• 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. 】
PREMIERE
YOUR BIG DEBUT
OOC NOTES
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▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
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▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
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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.
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They're not the only ones adapting. Bakugo's gotten over the shock, it seems, and is back to taunting him. Hiyori can't see his eyes gazing, but hearing I can already see through it sends a bolt of heat through him anyway. It's what he likes and what he craves, even though the context feels dirty: being seen and being wanted. Which the Dragon Lord proves he does, holding him down with one claw and tearing into his skirt. It makes his heart pound, both from the thrill of being exposed and the fear of those claws tearing into skin next. It also ticks him off, and he clicks his tongue, shooting his scene partner a glare.]
I'm making you buy me new clothes after this!
[His underwear was already kicked off. He could've filmed this thing with the skirt still on. But it seems the Dragon Lord, and possibly Bakugo, don't have any appreciation for how being half-dressed can make someone even sexier than if they're fully nude—how sometimes less is more when it comes to audience appeal. Typical teenage boys.
His ears burn, and his pulse grows even quicker. He's still glowing, but that hasn't stopped the filming. And as his eyes flicker down to the weird-looking thing hanging between the Dragon Lord's legs, his heart wavers. Can he really take that thing...? At the very least, he doesn't want all of it. So how exactly is this going to go?
He's asked "front or back," but he assumes that's just about sex positions. Doing it from behind would be easier, but the position's sort of degrading. And anyway—]
I can't move, since you're holding me down!
[There's an easy copout answer to that.
His gaze flits away for a moment. There's no question about it: some of his confidence from a moment ago has already evaporated, now that it no longer feels like he has the upper hand. But it isn't all gone, because after a moment, he adds:]
If you want me to get into position, you'll have to release me. Though I'm not letting anything dry go in, just so we're clear. Do that, and I'll burn you with my sun powers.
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You're not gonna need new ones. [Typical teenage boys. What kind of audience wants to see a softcore porno with all the good parts hidden? He can't even drop his wings down low enough to cover Hiyori without getting yelled at by the producer. Bakugo's at least leaving the upper half and veil on. So long as his lower half is bared and exposed to the cameras.
There's something stupidly amusing at watching (or hearing) Hiyori debate over what position he wants. Bakugo's patience isn't infinite and he's willing to pick one for the idol anyways. Move him into the position with his tail and claws. Giving him another minute or so to figure it out. Something he permits by lifting his leg and giving Hiyori freedom to move again. So long as he doesn't try squirming out from under the dragon's large body. All four legs down, bracketing him within the scaly pillars.]
Is that what you're worried about? [Laughing at him (almost purring) the dragon swings his head down on his neck, bringing his large sharp-toothed maw down to his forelegs and opening his mouth, revealing a thick tongue and a copious amount of saliva (lube) drooling from his jaws.]
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But deep philosophical questions have no place in a dragon x human fantasy porno, so we can ignore those right now.
Anyway: the Dragon Lord doesn't claw his skin, thankfully, but Hiyori's character is still salty about the costume-ripping! In response to the comment about him not needing new clothes, he snaps back:]
False! I'll need something to wear when I file for divorce! ☆
[Ugh. He really did want to keep the skirt on. He looked cute in it! What was the point of having him remove his underwear if the lower half of his body was going to be stripped bare anyway?
At least there's still that glowing light emanating from him. Even with his lower half bared, it acts as a sort of temporary censor when he spreads his legs a little more beneath the dragon. (You know, like this sort of thing.)
Because yes, he's made his decision about positions: doing this on his hands and knees is too degrading. It'll show off the suit tattoo he hates and wears like a prison brand, and he doesn't trust the freaky dragon dildo enough to show his back to it. But he does (mostly) trust Bakugo, which is the reason he hasn't tried to flee yet. That, and the fact that he's on camera really does make his heart pound. He's actually fully hard at this point, and the dizzying heat suffusing his head makes it hard for him to think. But not so hard that he doesn't have space to worry about logistics. Whether it's being piloted by Bakugo or no, he's not letting the dragon go in dry! The fact it's being controlled by an inexperienced hotheaded teen boy might be even more reason to worry. Those aren't known for their patience, or for gentle considerate lovemaking, any more than dragon lords are.
Then the dragon presses nearer, unhinging its jaw, and he clams up, squeezing his eyes shut and sucking in a breath...
...until he feels slippery slick wetness spill all over his thighs. That gets them to open again. And it also earns an entirely predictable verbal response.]
Ewwwwwww! That's sooo gross!
[He's being drooled on! It feels all clammy and slippery, like having watery slime dripped on him! Instinctively, he grabs the dragon by its horns and tries to push its head away.
The only good news for him is that the "drool" is quick to warm up. In addition to making him shine, his Aura also gives off extra body heat. He uses it primarily as a tool to keep himself warm. And now, it's keeping the "drool" from feeling unpleasantly cold... which he quickly realizes is lube, once his head's been given a moment to cool off.
Ah. ... well, that does take care of one issue. It's still a bit gross, but then so's the whole scenario...
Those claws can't go inside him, though. And he doesn't anticipate the possibility of that tongue doing the same. (Too vanilla, sorry; he and Jun haven't done that together.) So, after a moment, he slowly releases the Dragon Lord's horns, letting his hands drift down instead between his own legs.]
Guess I have to do everything myself around here...
[He grumbles. But it's a light grumble, said at the same time as his own finger, coated in lube, presses at his entrance.]
Next time I'm marrying someone with hands.
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As if you're gonna get a choice for divorce! [His village gave him up as sacrifice! No one is coming to save him from his life beneath the dragon lord! Best to try his damnest at pleasing his new mate and avoid a fiery end. Hiyori spreads his legs more and Bakugo sweeps his tail around and in from the side, batting at the idol's tail with a mixture of teasing and threatening. On his back? That works with him. Might even "help" via shoving his tail under his bride's back and give him something to lean on while working his hips upward. Good thing about that stupid glow is it messes with Bakugo's lenses inside the dragon's head, so he isn't able to see a clear shot of his partner. Not that he doesn't know what Hiyori looks like, thanks to the locker room crap.
Excuse you! He had two full days' training on how to operate his dragon body! He'll do great! Look how he's moving the dragon's head to run his tongue over the idol's thighs! Doesn't even whack him on the shoulder with a jaw spike. Brat. As soon as Hiyori's legs spread, he traces his tongue along his limbs again, deliberately slathering it with far too much saliva/lube. He's a dragon. What kinda dainty tongue-tip licks does the guy expect?]
Keep that up and I'll shove it down your throat. [Bakugo chuckles in amusement as his head's grabbed and pushed/pulled in attempt to wrestle him away. He permits it. Somewhat. Enough to rest his head to the side of his body rather than between his legs. Hiyori's wet enough now to handle it on his own for the time being. Bakugo moves the head away to face towards his abode, now putting his focus on the hips and dick -- finally the sex machine gets to work out.]
You pushed my head away. Thought you wanted to do it yourself. [Taunting him with the very idea of tonguing him open, an option the idol obviously rejected. Don't whine about your own choices. His tail slides under again, nudging between Hiyori's legs.]
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Then I'll fry you to a crisp with my sun powers!
[It's either divorce or death! ... though if he's so powerful, it does raise the question of why he hasn't aggressed against the Dragon Lord so far, beyond uselessly beating his fists against its scales. It's almost like he wants to be taken.
If so, not by the dragon's tongue. Feeling that long thick tongue drag all over his thighs makes him recoil. It looks weird, it feels weird, and he doesn't like it! The whole thing is creepy enough to send shivers up his spine! ... and definitely not for any other reason. He's shivering from creepiness, that's all. Anyway, he'll thank the Dragon Lord to keep that tongue inside his mouth. Try to shove it down his throat?]
I'll bite it off!
[So there!
But now comes the part he can't delay, the thing he needs to do if he wants to stop himself from getting injured. Bakugo's seen him naked, but has he ever seen him like this? Gathering lube onto his finger, Hiyori sinks the digit into himself, his cheeks rosy and his eyes narrowed in concentration. It slides in easily down to the knuckle, a second finger soon pushing in along with it, lips parting as he widens the stretch.
He hasn't done this to himself much. Jun is usually the one taking care of it. But he's done it to himself a few times recently: getting his body ready for the toy he absconded with during the "Lust is Birds" event, and while practicing putting on a show. He and Jun invite other people to watch them sometimes, after all. Not regularly, but sometimes, starting with Leona. And thanks to hanging around House Finch, he knows there are opportunities for "solo performances" too, if he ever felt bold enough to take them.
That's sort of what this is right now, since he rejected the dragon's tongue: him putting on a show, for his imagined audience and for the cameras, still struggling to film despite the glow obscuring him. It flickers and flashes, and the "censorship" doesn't give them as clear a view as they'd like, but it's still pretty explicit: him with his legs spread and bent backwards, ass arched off the ground while he works his fingers inside himself.
Ah, but there's one person who's not watching. One person (or one monster, rather) whose head is turned towards his cave, rather than towards the gorgeous sight laid out underneath him. The positioning is awkward (it would be much better if he had a pillow for his lower back and a cushy bed to lie in!), and he feels embarrassed, too. But he also feels exhilarated, and he knows he's always beautiful. He's going so far for this dumb activity, pushing himself out of his comfort zone, and for what? Just so the hotheaded teen inside the dragon can ignore him? As a performer, how is he ever supposed to be satisfied with that? And no bride would want to be ignored by her husband on her wedding night!
The indignation makes him snap again, voice hot and breathy as his fingers move with a sticking sound.]
Don't you— mn... Don't you dare look away. While your bride is lying right here... what sort of heartless dragon are you? Don't tell me you are shy?
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As if you could. [Thick as his tongue is, Hiyori would better attempt a bite through leather. But he's not gonna get into that argument with him. Not when the taste of his thighs and sweat-slick skin is lingering in his mouth. Or imagined at least. Of course Bakugo's not seen him like this! He yanked the shower curtain shut and waited across the walkway!
Don't you dare look away! Oh, so he's suddenly not okay with having the dragon's attention elsewhere? Guess this isn't like that, and Bakugo swings his head back around, yellow eyes watching with rapt attention as Hiyori begins his work. Sliding his finger in, barely visible through the glow. Perhaps the cameras might end up with a soft-core anyways...
Permitting him to push his head away meant Hiyori had better make up for the lack of interaction on his own. Give the dragon a show to watch, burning gaze lingering beside him with a rumbling drawn-out breathing echoing in his throat. A bride who doesn't want to be ignored wouldn't have shoved her mate away when he was attempting help, hm?]
You're the one who wanted me to look away, idiot. Are you shy?
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But Hiyori doesn't like things like fights and brute strength. He never grew up wanting to be an action hero. Didn't grow up wanting to be a bride, either, but he knows why they shoved him into this type of role instead of that one. It's partly because of his charm and the feistiness he brings on-camera, but mostly because of his beauty. He looked good in that lingerie, and he looks good now, even with it half-ripped off. He wouldn't trade his slender figure for a stronger and mightier one, even if he's weak by the standards of the resort. By his own standards, he's perfect as he is, and those are the only standards that matter.
So how dare Baku-kun—or rather, the Dragon Lord!—not look at him?
How dare he miss how beautiful he looks with his fingers working inside himself and his face contorted in pleasure? His bare unblemished skin glittering like diamonds thanks to his Aura, and his gaze resolute despite all the embarrassment he's suffered? He's offended on behalf of his character, really: the poor bride was married off to some brute, who's done nothing but taunt him and toss him around. Still he's making the most of a dreary situation, even putting on a show for his ungrateful spouse. And this is the thanks he gets?
But it's not just about his character. Hiyori's miffed for his own reasons. Yes, he's being filmed, something that still makes his heart race. The camera crew is watching his glittery self with awe. And yes, it's more than a little embarrassing to finger himself in front of someone he knows. But that's exactly why he deserves some appreciation! He doesn't sleep around much here—Bakugo knows this! Most people at the resort haven't ever seen this side of him before! He's putting on a special show! And when someone is putting on a show, what exactly do you do?
You watch. You watch their every movement and listen for their every sound. With respect, fascination and gratitude. And in this case, hopefully with lust! That's the response he's looking for here, and he's determined to get it.]
You dragons must be hard of hearing, because that's not what I said at all.
[He pauses, sucks in a breath. His fingers find that one spot inside himself. The goal is just to get stretched out, but he can't help but rub there anyway—knowing how his body will react and knowing it'll add to the show. Through the glow, his cock strains red and hard against his stomach; he's impossibly worked-up. Though instead of reaching for it, his free hand drifts over his chest instead, fondling there through the negligee.]
I just didn't want you to drool all over me! But I never said you could go look over there instead! That's an insult to me, my good looks, and the concept of marriage itself!
[He breathes in again, chest moving up and down. The muscles in his legs tighten as he lines a third finger up. He'll only be able to get down to the second knuckle, he knows from experience. But after seeing that thing, he needs all the help he can get. His eyes lock with his scene partner's, his face flushed and his voice breathy as he commands:]
So don't you dare make that mistake again.
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Sucks there's a pleasant view in front of him right now. Hiyori's body arching and twisting as he moves his fingers inside himself, annoyingly hidden behind the light, yet somehow making his actions all the more lewd for it. Bakugo regards him with a low growl of interest rumbling in his chest, legs shifting on either side of the idol to keep him caged in, but giving enough view for the cameras to claim what they could.
Granted, it's hard to see whether there's lust showing on an animatronic's head, despite how well-crafted it is. The CGI later will add in the lust burning in those yellow orbs, a lewd curve upward at the corner of his jaws, the drip of fluid off the head of his draconic members. At least he's able to open the dragon's maw and drop his tongue out once more. Not taking "no" for an answer this time as he snakes the slick muscle out along the side of Hiyori's leg. As if going along with those hands wandering across the idols's chest. Back to "drooling" on him. Apparently that's the price for watching. His lord wants an interactive show.]
I'll do as I wish. [Despite his defiant words, there's heat in his tone and interest burning within. Gears shift and the dragon's haunches move just so, nudging the head of his member against Hiyori's hand and easing it up to rub at the top of his ass, right along his cleft. No one said he couldn't hump the guy while he worked his glittery peach open.]
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✔️ = Exhibitionism
❓ = Spiny dildos
❌ = Excessive drooling
In summary: he likes being watched. The Dragon Lord watching him was not the problem. The Dragon Lord drooling all over him, on the other hand, wasn't welcome (even though his hole very much needed lubing) since that just felt icky! He'll gladly be watched, and he might even be willing to accept the spiny dildo into his heart after all (or his hole, rather), despite his negative reaction earlier. But he'll thank his husband not to keep drenching him in spit, since that just feels sticky and gross!
Alas, "more spit" is exactly what's on the agenda. He stretches himself wide with his fingers and teases his own chest through the negligee, working himself up more while also trying to put on a good show for the cameras. For the cameras, and for his scene partner. It's absurd, since he very much is not into dragons and the whole scenario is absurd, but that low growl does kind of get his blood pumping. It's the reaction he was hoping to induce, after all: that of uncontrollable raging lust. He wants to be wanted. Always that's what he wants, as an idol, a human being... an amateur performer in this lame parody porn. As the Dragon Lord's red-hot gaze focuses solely on him, his heart throbs, and his body sings with triumph.
For a few seconds, before the dragon opens its mechanical jaw again. Next thing Hiyori knows, there's a big prop tongue dragging along his legs and slathering them with lube.]
H-Hey—
[He grimaces and squirms, shuddering with disgust and with... well, with something else, too. For as much as the prop tongue feels weird, the wet muscle dragging along his heated flesh stirs a different sort of feeling, too. He'd never admit it, but it strokes his desire even hotter. His body craves contact, after all.
And then he feels another part of the dragon make contact with him elsewhere, and he gasps. He can't see, but he knows what that is: can feel its shape and ridges and the weird little spines around the tip. That's right, this is what he's preparing for, why he's got three fingers buried halfway inside himself. So he can take that huge thing. But even though it nudges at him, he's not ready yet!
Ah, but will he ever be...? He shivers, pushing back against it, feeling it slide through the mess of drool the dragon left behind.]
Mnngh...
[Honestly, the whole thing is so undignified. But if he looks flustered and not-quite-comfortable, well, all the better for the camera crew.]
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Bakugo's eyes narrow as he watches the show put in front of him. Even if he can't see everything in as much lewd detail as he'd like, Hiyori's giving him plenty to enjoy. From his fingers kneading between his asscheeks to the obvious plunge in and out of his nigh-hidden hole, to the way his hand gropes at his chest and feels toned smooth lines all glistening with a mix of fabric and liquid. For someone not into dragons, he kind of "signed up" for this in the first place... Should've read the script and then bailed, Hiyori. At least he's not completely soaking him in saliva, deliberately staying between his thighs and laving his tongue across the inside of his upper legs, his taint, his groin. Enjoying the sensation as much as Hiyori's reactions.]
You're starting to like it now. [He curls the tip, dragging it along the sensitive swell of his perineum, then up the hang of his sac and base of his cock. Firm enough to feel like a very wet fingertip tracing over each tender area. Before using the flat part again as a warm sweep. Finally Hiyori nudges back enough to touch what really should be the focus of the flick. Bakugo avoids working the gears harder, keeping the dragon's hips in a slow rut back and forth in measured motions. When Hiyori pushes back, it nudges to his finger-stuffed hole, threatening to penetrate, but retreating before passing that threshold.]
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Hiyori was looking through the different costumes, eager to blow off some steam and forget about his troubles through the usual method of playing dress-up. While doing this, he came across a pretty lingerie set: white, lacy and bridal-themed. In his heart of hearts, he felt a strong desire to wear it. Surreptitiously he glanced at the price tag, before determining, nope—not something he can afford. Unlike at home, he doesn't have access to unlimited money here!
But a staff member noticed him looking. They sidled up to him and showered him with praise. He was so beautiful, and he'd look lovely wearing it. (True, and also true!) They then revealed that there was actually a competition going on—they were looking to find the most beautiful brides in all of the Golden Peacock. If, after modeling the lingerie, he made the final cut, they'd give him a huge gift card to the store. Won't he consider joining the contest?
And so he did, rather foolishly. What they didn't mention was that those who made the final cut would be cast as the Dragon Lord's bride in Lord of the Wings! Once he made it, that was that—he was hauled off to the set of the film and barely had time to look over the script before being thrust in front of the cameras. So not ethical. If this happened back in his home world, he'd sue! But since it's happening here...
All he can do here is prepare as best he can.
He held onto some hope once it started. He managed to participate in the other film without doing anything too lewd. Alas, not the case this time. In truth, this was the only way to get him to go on-camera and film a porno; he had to be tricked because he still hasn't let go of his sense of propriety even after a year-plus in the resort. Not completely, anyway. Still: isn't there a part of him, however secret, that yearned for this? To be a gorgeous, sexy spectacle, looked at and admired by all. Not so much for dragon dick. That's not what he yearned for, although...
As it rubs against him now, his skin prickles with added heat, and his heart races. The dragon's tongue, too: when it's just the tip dragging over his skin, it feels more like normal sex. Less slobbery and weird, and more pleasurable. These are places he's never been licked before, and he shudders and shivers beneath those ministrations. His head's gone all numb, and he can't even deny it as the Dragon Lord says it looks like he's starting to like it. He isn't, isn't he? His body is.
But then the spiny tip of that huge toy positions itself near his hole, even though there's no room, and he jolts, his body going stiff for a minute. No matter what, he can't let himself get hurt. And, actually, apart from that... he doesn't like what he's been reduced to: just writhing around and taking it. He's the star here. He wants to give a good show! Not for the Dragon Lord's sake, not for the camera crew's, and not for Bakugo's, but for himself and any "fans" who might watch. Because he really loves performing, even when it's like this.]
Haah... you're the one who's got no patience.
[Already trying to push in there...]
You can't stand not being in me for one more second, can you?
[Slowly, he withdraws his fingers, glistening wet with lube. The crew adjusts their cameras as he arches his hips higher off the ground, his thighs spread wide—still a little awkward, but it should give enough room. Still he keeps a hand between his legs, covering his entrance for now, as he looks up at the Dragon Lord.]
Go on and tell me so. I'll let you have your way, but only after you tell me all about your hot burning passion for me. It's my wedding night, so I want to hear such things!
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He's starting to like it. Why the hell should he stop now? Hiyori hasn't fled from beneath his touch or struggled out of his grasp. Tongue wandering across his legs, cock nuzzling along the idol's balls and inner thighs, his glowing yellow eyes watching with a burning intensity as he begins rutting his member perpendicular to his bride's stomach and dick. No one said he had to penetrate him. Make the camera lens sizzle with the sight of Hiyori fingering himself while the dragon frots against him above, catching wet fingers vanishing in and out between his cheeks while the hard dark member slides back and forth on his groin.]
Did you think I demanded a bride to stand and look pretty in my chambers? [Rumbling above the idol's body, Bakugo brings his head backwards and shifts towards Hiyori's shoulder instead. He traces the tip of his tongue between his shoulder and neck, laving his trap with saliva and warm touches.] I could claim you here and now like this. Mark you with my essence without ever being inside you. [A taunting, tantalizing compromise just now suggested. Until he ratchets the dragon's hips back and drops his member to nudge against the idol's hands.] But I think I'll take you as we both want. Now, open up, my bride. The only audience you should care about is demanding it.
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It didn't help that there were multiple crew members and only one of him. But the simplest answer for why he didn't put up more of a fight is this: some part of him wanted to go on-camera and show himself off in the lingerie. He knew he looked good in it, and his minor role in the other film hadn't satisfied his urge to perform. It had been so long since he'd gone on TV or done any sort of photoshoot. If they asked him to do something he didn't want to, well... he thought maybe he could talk his way out of it.
But here he is, two cameras positioned above him, pinned by the big bad Dragon Lord. In a last-ditch attempt to gain the upper hand, he asks the dragon to profess his burning need for him. Tell him he's cute, say he wants him desperately—you know, all that good stuff! It seems an excellent way to build up to the Big Moment, and a way to test Bakugo's acting skills. So far, he's been taking this role seriously, but does he have it in him to say something really passionate?
It seems the answer is "no" when instead of sweet nothings, he gets a hard and heavy dick rutting against him, those weird spiny things dragging through the slick mess on his stomach. He grits his teeth at that sensation, at the visual when he looks down, at the indignity of it all... and yet the prickly feeling underneath his skin isn't just disgust. His body goes stiff and rigid as the dragon's face draws near, the tonguetip dragging down his neck eliciting a full-body shiver. It's...
Working on him, a little bit. The licking, the shape of that toy rubbing against him, and those last words, breathed hot against his skin: they all combine to make his heart skip. "As we both want." He'd love to claim otherwise, but... after withdrawing his fingers from himself, his body aches. He yearns to be filled again. And his head goes all dizzy from want as he imagines getting what he craves right on-camera, so that however many people can watch and lust after him. Something he could never, ever get away with back home... (So yeah, he's ignoring that "only audience you should care about" bit.)
The head of that big, hard, funny-looking toy nudges against his knuckles. He can feel at least three sets of eyes on him. Hazily he decides that Bakugo-as-the-Dragon-Lord did technically fulfill his request, admitting that his character wants it, too.
Though he's still going to sulk anyway.]
..... so getting a divorce after this...
[He grumbles under his breath, turns his reddened face to the side, and then finally moves his hand out of the way.]
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As soon as Hiyori draws his hand away, Bakugo shifts above him, moving the head of his member to the glistening rim of Hiyori's rear. If there's any sort of bumping and prodding, as if he's searching for where to go, that's because the blonde's doing this blind. Growls and heated breaths ghost from the dragon's head, yellow eyes and sharp-toothed maw burning near Hiyori's shoulder. While Bakugo's actual head faces away from the camera screen for the moment. He'll look again when the idol's glow is stronger, hopefully brought back to a brighter shine when he really starts feeling it.
He traces is tongue along Hiyori's upper arm and the side of his neck, playing with his skin as his tapered tip finally catches onto the softer give of his entrance. Claws scratch the ground and he braces his legs as the dragon's hips lift ever so slightly. Encouraging Hiyori's legs over his own flanks and letting him prepare for the initial push.] Heh, you can certainly try. [A divorce. Amusing note for a mortal about to experience bliss.
Bakugo's breath runs over Hiyori's upper chest and neck before he presses the controls forward, slowly bringing the dragon's glans flush to the idol's entrance and pressing in. He can't feel it, so has to use Hiyori's voice as his guide. Stretching him open around the tip, sliding further towards the swelling crown at the back of his head. Until the first spine nudges to his opened ring. Thick, warm, wet, determined to get in... and *pop* pushes through with a body-jolting twitch.] You made me wait far too long for this. If I weren't so patient, I'd have had you the moment you walked in.
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But what he does have is a big, hard thing with spines decorating the head. It starts to nudge into him as soon as he removes his hand, the dragon's hot breath washing over him at the same time. Hiyori's pulse skyrockets. There are no sassy rejoinders and no more complaints: it's all he can do just to cling onto the animatron, legs up and ass lifting off the ground. His eyes squeeze shut. Should he have tried harder to put a stop to this? Is he insane for going along with it? Inside the animatron is Bakugo, who's a hero and not a villain. But he's also a clumsy, inexperienced teen attempting to pilot a dragon. Hiyori wanted to be filled, but maybe he should have fled the set and gotten his fix elsewhere.
Ah, but like this, he's still on-camera. Filming the big moment, the one the crew has been waiting for. It adds to the burning excitement coursing through him, the molten feeling in his groin. He's spread out on the ground but a part of him detaches from his body, watching from a birdseye view. Imagining himself and how dazzling he must look. Still shining, glistening with sweat and sparkles. All rosy-cheeked, his face full of exquisite agony.
It really does get his heart racing. The dragon's growl, the thrill of the whole scene, the thought of what a pretty picture he makes. The feeling of being stretched wide. Bakugo won't have to strain to hear his voice and use it as a guide; Hiyori couldn't hold it back even if he tried.]
Ah, ah...
[The noises that spill out are soft at first, little half-moan half-whimpers, until the appendage suddenly pushes in further, and then the next one is loud.]
Ah—!
[He goes still, but his body twitches and his legs tremble. His hole strains around the toy, his walls hugging it tightly. Not that Bakugo can feel it, since it's not like they're having sex, but...
Well. Actually.
They're not having sex, but when he hears that bit at the end about "having him the moment he walked in," his heart pounds and his dick gives a twitch. That wasn't the declaration of passion he'd been hoping for a minute ago, but the line still sounded good. And hearing something good like that in Bakugo's voice is sort of, well... it's weird! "Thankfully" he can't focus on that too much, since he's busy dealing with that huge toy pushing into him... but that's another problem. He wants more but he doesn't want the whole thing and he's a little scared of getting hurt. So, in a trembling voice, the bride tries to reason with his dragon-husband.]
N-No good... You can't.
[He struggles to sound sweet, to sound sexy and cute, mindful of his image even at a time like this. Whenever he's on-camera he's always, always conscious of how he's presenting himself.]
You should... ha... take the time to savor me. A-Alright?
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A pretty picture. He looks nice down there, a pillar of crimson scales blocking off his ribs and chest from the camera, another one nudged beneath one of Hiyori's legs flung up and wrapped around the dragon's hind leg. Calf to flank, providing a clear shot of his stomach and lower chest arching beneath his barrel as his body stretches and writhes in a mixture of shock, pain, and pleasure. Slick meets slick, precum and finger-fucked flesh stretching around the dragon's member as it begins to nudge and slide inside him. He bets Hiyori's heart is going a million miles per hour. Fuck, he sounds amazing like this, jaw dropped and panting little gasps spilling out, each one a bit louder than the last one. A moan, a whimper, a gasp, and finally that telltale pop and yelp!
Bakugo pauses when Hiyori tenses up, watching with arousal and interest mingling with Hiyori's shivering body. Can't push in further or risk hurting him, not willing to pull out and disappoint himself losing his clenching heat. A shuddering voice hikes up at him and the dragon paws the ground above the idol's shoulders. No further attempts made. If he can't take it, he's not gonna force it. But what he's got inside already, Hiyori's not getting it taken out either. The dragon sweeps his tail down and lazily strokes the tip along his bride's side, meeting a hot breath and tongue tracing lines on his shoulder.]
When you're ready. [For as growling and cocky as he sounded before, his deep resonating voice carries a quiet acceptance, letting Hiyori control.]
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... or at least that's what you'd think would happen, based on how his character has been portrayed. But he's showing a surprising amount of decency...?!
Hiyori won't complain. He couldn't care less about the characterization or storyline, even as he finds himself wanting to put on a good show. His own health and enjoyment come first. And so he lies there and takes deep breaths, little tremors shaking his body as he tries to adjust the intrusion.
He's still being licked by that longue tongue (his skin extra-hot from his Aura being active), and now there's a tailtip stroking his side. Both feel weird and almost ticklish. Bakugo isn't wrong about his heart, though: it is beating fast, and every touch from the Dragon Lord only heightens his excitement. There's something thrilling, honestly, about being pinned down by some beast, but still cared for and still safe.
Not that he'd ever admit that. It's weird enough remembering Bakugo's the one inside that contraption. That it's Bakugo making the fake tongue lick his shoulder, and that, by some cursed math equation, it's Bakugo giving him time to adjust as he buries that thing in his—
Nope. On second thought, that is not what this means! Forget that idea! Time to pretend he never had it! He could do with less thinking right now, more action!]
Aha, so you can listen! Good dragon~♪
[He huffs a strained-sounding laugh, breathing out again and trying to relax. He knows it's not very exciting for him to just lie there motionless, so a hand reaches between his own legs, tracing over the part where the toy connects to him. The little spines still feel weird, but his fingers stroke over them curiously. Will the Dragon Lord really succeed in changing his mind about the pointy bits, as he claimed earlier...?
There's only one way to find out.]
Let's see how well you follow directions. That's the test of a good lover. I want you to go deeper, but just a little bit, alright?
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At least it's a little easier to hold the dragon still than keeping himself still if he was the one literally inside Hiyori's body where it's hot wetightaaaandnot gonna fucking think about that right now, goddammit! Focus on making the idol feel good! Tongue to the side of his neck, tail tip to the ripple of his ribs and slide of his obliques, tracing places on his body and drawing camera focus with narrowed lens and gleaming lube accenting his curves and mostly-nudity.
Careful not to jab a control forward and impale Hiyori's ass on even more dragon meat. Bakugo tilts his head to the side, exhaling in the heat of a metal draconic cage. This is about Hiyori after all, since the human-form dragon lord is hidden away. A green-haired pretty boy's the star of his own show and all it's taken is a dragon dick in the ass.]
Cheeky thing. I'm tempted to shut you up. [Doesn't mean he can't mess with his bride. Including moving his tongue to his mouth, licking slick at the corner as if playing with shoving it in to muffle and gag. A few more spines line the dragon's member, some rippling flutes behind its head for catching and grabbing his partner's insides. A shaft which gets a bit larger towards his knotted end, far-as-fuck away from Hiyori's clenching rim.]
Keep that up and I'll cram it in you knot and all. [His snarl mixes with a cocky challenging laugh before he begins working the dragon's hips forward. Adding another inch slow and steady.]
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"Longue tongue" as a typo is going to haunt me ngl.Hiyori hasn't forgotten who's playing the Dragon Lord. It'd be easier if he could forget. But would he trust just anyone with that huge dragon toy? Nope, abso-lutely not! In a way, Bakugo should be honored he hasn't fled the set, as it speaks to a high level of trust between them. He trusts the other boy not to hurt him or to make things (too) weird later. Surely they can both pretend this never happened afterwards. Yep, that's what he'll do!
But that's for later, when they've gone back to being their true selves. For now he's just a nameless bride, and his partner is the Dragon Lord. A big, tough, brutish beast whose greed can never be satisfied. Hardly an ideal lover, yet his bride is starting to feel it. The dragon's tail leaves fire in its wake as it caresses his body. Between that, the tongue flicking against his neck and the toy stretching him wide, Hiyori is left trembling. His entire body feels sensitive: his hard nipples pushing against the lube-soaked negligee, his untouched cock twitching on his stomach, his insides throbbing and clenching.
Greater is the mental stimulation he gets as he pictures himself, bare skin shining in the glow of his Aura. His figure highlighted by the tail's movements and the minimal fabric clinging to his chest. His cheeks all rosy with excitement. It's a far cry from the sparkling, polished image he had back home, but that's precisely what makes it so exciting. It's a new side of himself, one that even his most dedicated fans haven't seen before. And with this, he's sure to gain some new fans...
Or he would if the whole script wasn't stacked against him. He's trying to leave an impression here, but it's tough! His role in the film is to fail to satisfy the Dragon Lord, but he's not content with being just another throwaway bride, so he thought that maybe he could tweak his role a bit—like, say, by managing to tame the dragon a little. Maybe even teach him a thing or two about being a patient, considerate lover. Given that the boy inside the dragon is trying to be considerate of him, it shouldn't be too difficult. He can use the goodness in Bakugo to bring out the goodness in the Dragon Lord!
But that's not exactly happening yet, considering his words earn him some slobbering, followed by a nasty threat. All he can do is shudder and squirm, hands pushing at the animatron, face inching away from the dragon's probing tongue so he can run his mouth again without fear of it slipping into his mouth.]
Rude! Try anything like that and I'll scorch you!
[Remember? He has sun powers!
Or at least he's pretending to. In reality he has none, so the threat makes him tense up briefly. It's not an enticement. He couldn't take the whole thing, and he's not cut out for the size queen life. Mostly he hates pain and just wants to feel good. The one spot that feels good isn't that deep, so what's the point of a huge one? Just chop off all the unnecessary length!
But it hasn't hit the spot yet, and so he asks for more. "More" is what he gets, the toy inching further into him. This time he's braced for it but the pop of those spines still feels weird, and the hands formerly pushing at the dragon switch to clutching him, holding on tight as he throws his head back and moans. It's... a lot, but the toy still isn't there yet, isn't rubbing where he needs it to yet. He can handle this!]
Nn... s-see, that's a good dragon. Slow and steady, like you want our wedding night to last forever...♪
[He's still trying to tame the Dragon. What's Bakugo going to do about it, hurt him for real?? He may be the one in a vulnerable position here, but he's still got him cornered!]