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TDM 01: TAKE 2
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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】
EVENS
EVENS
Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS
A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY
The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL
Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE
Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT
For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR
The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
GAME ROOMS
The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players should mod NPCs and dealers as they like. Characters may win big with medium and large payouts when gambling. They can also lose big as well!
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▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things
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I'm sure we can figure it out in private. And—I'm quite fine, it isn't the tightest collar I've worn. Are you? This pace seems a bit slower than i had expected, given the question. [that could sound rude, if they didn't sound so... amused.] I can keep up, I'm sure. No need to coddle me, I've been blind for a long time.
[As comical as it might be if they were doubly locked together with leash and handcuffs or something.]
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[ Still, with the stranger in tow, Midnight picks up the pace. They're already pretty close to the entrance, they'll just have to do some ducking and weaving. ]
You need to hold your head down, there's some paraphernalia flying our way. Apologies for that, we're nearly there.
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[even before Midnight's grip, the accelerated pace makes his footsteps louder, easier to follow. They can hear things fluttering about, dangerous in their paths. There's no telling what toy is which though, so there's no reason to risk losing more.
They also just give a hum of acknowledgement this time. A few more steps and they're sure to be out in the hitch quieter halls. Ducking their head also means they have to avoid tripping on their hair... but that's fine. They'll be fine.]
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He tuts, nudging his friend until they reach a safe distance to sit, then attends himself to ridding them both of stowaways, tossing them carelessly back in the direction of the Love Dove. Cock rings, a box of dental dams... Oh, that is a plug. Goodness. ]
Think we're all right. 'Sides these lads, we haven't been followed.
[ A pause as he gets the last of the illicit goods off of them, then a light laugh. ]
"Even I might protest"... So you allow anything but leaving the floor below you?
[ He's teasing. Well, as long as they're no longer in any peril... ]
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That's neither here nor there, though. Dutifully, Midnight leads them both to a comfortable seat, and equally dutifully, Nimah sits and politely allows the other to do the work of taking care of the toys.]
You have my thanks. It would have taken me much longer to get rid of them all. [because Nimah would have spent plenty of time figuring out what each one was.] They are remarkably heavy in groups.
[Ah—but there's the shift of the atmosphere, just a little. It's expected, welcomed even, by their first statement.]
Mm, not at all. What made you think leaving the floor would be taboo? [Their smile is lopsided and cheeky, head tilting slightly toward Midnight.] But I do like knowing it's a possibility, first. It would be a shame to hurt you in my surprise.
[one may as well embrace the circumstances, right? And Nimah reaches up then, ignoring the tingle in the very air between them both, to rather adeptly brush fingers along the Sarkaz's lip. They graze off toward a cheek before flickering away altogether again.]
I did tell you I was at your mercy. [and the collar is still there.]
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He takes his new friend by the chin again, looking at their collar. Now that they're in much less dire straits, he can focus on actually trying to disentangle them from this contraption. ]
Oh, you couldn't hurt me, love. I'm terribly sturdy, you know. Now, let's see...
[ He shifts their face this way and that, admiring the way the light falls on the planes of their neck, before running his finger under the collar and picking at a latch on the side. ]
Hold still, then. Wouldn't want to reward that good faith of yours with a pinch.
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he's cute, they think, even before the continued banter.]
Ah, a relief. I'll be sure not to restrain myself in future, then. It's been some time since I've met someone worth sparring with.
[do they mean that? there's an undercurrent of danger that says maybe they do. Midnight shifts their face, perhaps unnecessarily under the circumstances, and Nimah can't say they mind. it's been... a time since their last encounter with someone else.]
Mm. Not even if I asked nicely?
[they've settled into this space fully now, somewhere amused at the situation and frankly just along for the ride. neither man lacks confidence (mostly, in Nimah's case), and it seems silly to restrain when he seems to enjoy it. sorry, Midnight.
the collar, though... really, will it just come off like that? they hope so, but it isn't the first time this place has showed things with far more autonomy than any normally inanimate object should have. so really? 50/50, surely.]
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He pulls one hand away, shaking out his fingers. ]
You may need to restrain yourself if I'm to learn anything. I only started study of the sword a couple years ago. Mind you, I do intend to get better, but I can't promise a fair fight at the moment.
[ He shakes his head, snorts softly. It's rare that he finds someone as comfortable and plain about their desires as he is. It's nice. ]
Later, darling. Once we've solved this little puzzle. It's stuck, I think, and I can't see how it could be unless Arts are at work, here.
[ He hums, brow furrowed in thought, stroking over the collar. ]
Given that this place seems to be rather forthright about what it demands from us, perhaps following its own logic is in order. Do you mind terribly if I tried giving you a kiss? Fairytale laws, and so on.
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I see... well, though my expertise is in spears, I am also something of a teacher. Perhaps it will still be useful, another time. [a beat.] I am pretty strict, though, as a warning.
[that is stated earnestly, without a shred of the whimsy that rises in their voice otherwise. if nothing else, Nimah takes training quite seriously. but Midnight says something again—says it in a way that emphasises the importance of the word, out of place but not completely unheard of.]
Very well, I shall summon all of my patience. [they absolutely will not, that would be overkill.] Arts... you'll have to elaborate on what those are, later.
[for now, they're more caught by the brush of fingers over the collar, shifting faintly against their neck. it's a pleasant sensation, beyond which they think they can "see" his contemplation, the way his lips might shift as brows furrow.]
Mm... you think it's something related to the Game they've pulled us into. [a thoughtful acknowledgement, followed by a soft huff exhaled through their nose.] I have no complaints on the matter. For the record of which—my answer wouldn't change even if I knew it wouldn't help with the collar. I am far too old to worry about silly things like shame.
[mostly. they also don't look that old, but hey, looks can be deceiving.]
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I'll listen. I like a strict teacher. I want to learn.
[ As playful and freespirited as he can be, Midnight is a disciplined worker with a true love of learning. He says such things with a smile, the confidence of a man who isn't afraid of studying and endless hours of practice.
He is also not the sort to be cowed by the confidence in others. He grins, moving gently into his new friend's space, finger still hooked under their collar. ]
Quite right. Life is much more pleasant once one sheds one's thirst for the approval of others... It leaves much more room for what one wants.
[ Age, nothing; this person isn't a child, and Midnight's quite an adult. He leans in, tilts his head, and lays a gentle, sweet kiss on those lips. It would have been chaste, closedmouthed, hand politely on top of his partner's hand except Midnight lingers far too long, enjoying the soft contact, the sound of their shared breath in his ears.
When the kiss breaks, he doesn't pull quite far away enough for their lips not to brush. ]
You took all the patience for yourself, I think. I can hardly wait for another.
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[it's as simple as that. their job was already to help more of the Awakened learn to fight, and if Midnight is even half as clumsy as a new fighter, the experience will be more than enjoyable.
Weight shifts and moves closer, and Nimah follows it with mild curiosity, reveling softly in the shift of his finger beneath the collar, tickling against sensitive skin.]
Mm. As you say.
[approval has its place, but that is pedantic and unimportant in this moment. He is warm, a little sweet—different. That's only a small surprise based on the sense Nimah had gotten before. Still, they're gentle and slow with their lips so long as he is, matched in the space and time. Breath, like air itself, connects them both from moment to moment.
They always find that thought cheesy when it comes up. Never mind it though. As Midnight speaks, lips drawn back to just clear the space between them when they're still, that crooked upturn returns again.]
That sounds suspiciously like blame, you know... if you're so sure, who am I to stop you from reclaiming it from my lips?
[They don't even know each other's names yet. Nimah... well, Nimah doesn't care, either. The collar isn't helping that matter, but it's mostly the Awakened's own love of passion and enjoyment. And teasing. That's a thing too.]
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Midnight pauses, then tugs the collar again. He can... imagine that the latch has budged. Just a bit. Enough that he can excuse another foray into the endeavor. (The stranger said he had no shame, but sometimes, leaning into the conceit of it can be entertaining.)
Midnight slips his other hand behind his friend's neck, fingers tangling through their hair, and tugs them closer. He is now fully in their space, knee tucked next to their thigh, basically on their lap. ]
Sounds like a confession to me. Well... I'll have it back, then. Once I find it.
[ The next kiss is deeper, much less chaste, Midnight's thumbs massaging circles into his companion's neck, his jaw, as he searches for his deeply missed, temptingly illusive patience. Midnight sighs, closes his eyes, opens into his next kiss, and if his partner isn't careful, they may find that Midnight's teeth are a bit sharper than most... ]
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ah, but that is a weakness. the entirety of their expression shifts as fingers tangle into hair, soft amusement melting away into pleasant yearning. this close, it's easy to feel every little space between them, the illusion of it torn away with Midnight's persistence. a hand finally breaks its stillness, taking in clothing and skin alike on its movement upward. he's practically in their lap, too, so it's... remarkably easy to just shift weight until Nimah can close most of the remaining distance, until even their heartbeats seem shared in the air betwixt them.]
Once you find it.
[it's every bit a taunt, an unspoken good luck; Nimah is wholly aware that there's nothing to find, but it's almost instinctual to goad him on. a deeper kiss pulls everything in, the usual din of existence filtering out in favour of focus. thumbs massage over their jaw, their neck, and the man provides no resistance to the "search."
another breath, another sigh, and their own fingers tangle in dark hair as they sink deeper still into the sensation of it all. sharp teeth—not a youkai, they think absently. vampire, perhaps? or they could be something like an Awakened even. ah, leave it to work to rise up out of the depths.
in any case, they aren't overly careful, but any little stings don't cause more than the briefest flicker of a shiver, tongue memorising the shape of them nonetheless in its explorations. ah, it's been too long since they'd explored someone new... and longer still since that someone was as confident and sure as Midnight.
whose name, they realise abruptly, they still do not know. oops.]
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He settles against their body, sinking down until they're molded comfortably together. He hums, pleased, when he feels a tug in his own hair, then grips down gently with one hand, pulling a handful in return, pressing forward with his own mouth and turning his head. Completely caught up in his potential's teacher's lips, the soft wetness of their mouth.
His other hand travels downward over their body, catching those shivers, fingers trailing over their collar, their heart. He is, indeed, picking at any fastenings he finds on the way, hinting at his desire for more, but he's mostly exploring to explore, enjoying the way his lovely stranger's body feels against his own.
(And the collar? Is it still there? Maybe. Who knows. It's a side-quest at this point.) ]
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The only fact that remains now is what's right in front of them, after all. Intriguing, how well he settles into the space, the pressure of it dragging at the considerable well of patience. It's hard to say where the impetus really originates... harder to think that it matters.
Ah, but what a predictable weakness it is. Fingers grip and tug so gently at their hair, and if the two weren't so caught up in the state of the other's mouth, Nimah might have teased lightly at the care he's taking.
It says something about them, too, that they're able to keep their heartbeat under control despite the unbidden desire in each kiss, the way they melt into every little tug. It's strong and even under warm fingers, picking up just so with each stimulation. Simple fastenings also unfasten simply, to the slightest huff of encouraging laughter from Nimah. If he wants to see more, feel more... he can be sure he has the acknowledgement to do so.
Delicately, their own hand traces over Midnight's clothes, pausing for effect anywhere that seems to bring a reaction. Every breath that passes does so sweetly, bringing no urgency back to the collar and leash.
Which, if it could, probably seems downright content. The latch? Actually, it's just on the side, made to look seamless and permanent. The "clasp" is just an adornment... probably.
But finally, after what they deem long enough for a break, Nimah shifts just enough to speak. ... okay, maybe it isn't really for a break, then.]
Do you need more time...? [a huff of laughter, accented by the twist of fingers in his hair. They aren't too gentle, testing a little more pressure in response to his first reaction (and subsequent tugging of their hair in turn).] I don't think you're trying very hard, yet.
[rude. They're just rude, actually. It's a calculated gambit, banking on his previous reactions. Always a chance he'll get upset... but they're hoping they can goad him into a little more impatience instead.
They probably shouldn't be doing that so much when the two are just outside the shops, but hey. Maybe Midnight will have enough sense to suggest a more private location. You know, to just get the collar off so that it can be returned. Sure.]
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You've hidden it quite well, it seems. Well... I think I might need to take you away for a more thorough search.
[ Already, Midnight's on his feet, tugging his friend onto their feet, mind churning out possibilities. Some sort of break room would be the best... As eager as he is to continue this dalliance, he doesn't necessarily want to take them to a supply closet or a bathroom...
However... It is rather late at night, and there are several other stores in the venue. Perhaps not the Love Dove, but there certainly should be other stores with dressing rooms, shouldn't there...?
With that well settled, he takes their hand, leash looped around his fingers, and tugs them off to search for a nice luxury clothing store with nice, luxury dressing rooms. (Which I'm sure they'll find in the next tag, Midnight's noticed that he's got a few buttons loose, so he'll be very eager to settle on the first one they find.) ]
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[as though there was any intent to refuse. Midnight's movements are swift, and Nimah follows each one perfectly in standing. quiet amusement flickers over their features as the other—evidently—plots his intentions. there's certainly not shortage of options, if one could take them all in at once.
ah, but then he's moving. a hand grasps theirs and still the leash tugs in turn, sure and intentional. and yeah, they could also avoid any pulling from the leash (save any particularly abrupt, intentional pulls, of course), but where's the fun in that?
the scent of... everything, really, comes and goes; they don't let it fully take their focus from the task at hand (even if that wouldn't really hurt the experience). the place he stops in front of seems middling, in terms of the atmosphere they note. as to what it is? well, Nimah will just have to rely on either Midnight telling them, or context clues as they reach the dressing rooms. at least there's the faint scent of fabric and detergents to go by, once they're safely inside.
ah, sometimes being blind really is troublesome.]
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[ He'd couch that in more stern rhetoric, playing up the investigative angle, but this entire situation is very silly and Midnight is reveling in it. All he does is give a tight squeeze before plunging them in the first dressingroom with a proper amount of space he can find; he drags in a plush waiting room chair first, then sits his friend on it before drawing the curtain. If he's to hold an interrogation of this nature, everyone must first and foremost be exceedingly comfortable.
He then, of course, turns to his collared villain, puts both hands on the arms of the chair, and leans directly into their face, his skin thrumming with the enthusiasm of a thousand horny and wildly successful private investigators. He pulls them in by the collar and its completely useless fastener. He is beaming in a way no stern voice can hide. ]
Now, then... Back to our business. My patience, please. Or must I search you again?
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[it's been a long time since they last played like this; there's something sweet about it, even. settled on a plush chair and left to wait as Midnight sets the scene to his liking.
long legs stretch out as the other leans in, that same lopsided smile turning... confident, almost arrogant. he practically exudes interest now, hot and electric in the air between them. sure, Nimah may have never actually seen these play out, but they can imagine it. it's simple (for now) to keep their hands locked in their lap, as though bound. truly, a villain for the ages.]
Ah- [there's no mistaking the rise in their tone as he pulls them in, forcibly keeping a little distance from the sensation of proximity.] I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about. [the undercurrent of arousal is there, thick in their voice, even with the utter daring overlaying it.] You really will have to try a little harder, ser.
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[ Midnight has to bite his lip to keep from snorting too loud, but maintains excellent composure otherwise. It is so attractive to watch someone so deeply invested in a role play said role so well, every detail alluring and sincere, but they're literally in a shopping center dressing room and Midnight is a realist at heart. There's no mockery, though. Midnight is deeply tickled, sure, but he's both touched and in love with the entire situation. He wants to take his new companion away and kiss them all over their face for playing along so well. No one humors him like this. ]
Well then. You may have no knowledge of me or my deductive prowess, but you're about to witness my methods of making recalcitrant thieves talk.
[ Midnight finally leans in fully, kissing his dear villain, but as promised, his methods from here on differ wildly from the open sitting area. For instance, nothing is stopping him from unwrapping his prisoner, starting from just under that collar and working down, until shoulders and chest reveal themselves from underneath. His mouth follows his hands, kissing over the collar, then down the line of their neck, until his sharp teeth nip carefully at the meat of where their trapezius meets their shoulder. ]
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Oh...? Then do—
[lips meet and cut off the daring little reply, lashes fluttering as they fall into the kiss. no resistance, but there's a little more defiance there, a pressure against the authority of his lead. cool air rushes to meet heated skin as those simple clasps open and fall away, revealing lean, strong muscle dotted with scars. most of them are old, barely visible things, almost more decorative than detractive.
Nimah's breath is much sharper, of course, as lips follow hands and trail over sensitive skin, hips twitching and flexing as teeth nip at that juncture.]
Do you think me... mmn... such a simple target? That a little touching will unravel me?
[oh, but they can be. after the hair pulling earlier, it's almost harder to keep up the defiance, even as plainly whimsical as they've been about it. no, no, Nimah is far too curious to just give in. what does he like? how far will he go in this space? that is what they want to know.]
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I can respect your discipline. But I have my duty to fulfill... Fine. You deserve the best interrogation I have to offer. You should be honored to be searched by someone like me...
[ The shirt opens down to his partner's belly, and his hand searches further, down until it cups between their legs, massaging over the fabric of their groin. He takes a knee, kneading with that hand; with his other, he steadies himself against that strong, scarred chest, blows over their nipple a little, then opens his mouth to take in the peak of it, licking over it with the broad flat of his tongue. He does this again, then sucks lightly, sealing his lips around it until he feels it stiffen on his tongue. ]
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[ah, there's that telltale hitch in their voice, focus catching on the slide of a hand down bare skin, then further over fabric. the pressure is enough to make them squirm just lightly, kept largely in place by the other hand against their chest.
it's the subtle brush of hair against skin that warns Nimah of the coming breath, the wrap of heat over a nipple. really, this is why they enjoy being responsive the most...]
Ah—haah... what is this supposed to... prove?
[because what it is proving is that there's a limit to even Nimah's exceptional concentration. fingers twitch where they rest, wanting desperately to thread into hair as Midnight's tongue laps over that nipple, replaced then with pressure. brows furrowing and in a moment of consideration, they let their chest and hips rise rather than reaching out; either would be a sure sign of crumbling, under the context of their little play (and outside of it really), the utter need for attention.
it would be easy to give in... which may well be why they're not. let him work, they can get him back later.]
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