【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system. We have arranged for a selection of basement suites to temporarily house new arrivals until reservations have been processed. We hope you'll join us in giving our new guests a warm and loving welcome.
We have an exciting announcement! The house will be hosting a carnival for all guests to celebrate the Golden Peacock's birthday. Please look forward to food, games, and attractions in the Cloud-Dwelling Garden. The carnival will be available for guests to enjoy for seven days. Happy birthday week, Golden Peacock*!
We hope you are as thrilled as we are! And, as always, we hope you enjoy your stay.
*Please note that this is an arbitrarily chosen date for the Golden Peacock's birthday, which is unknown. 】
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon and this TDM acts as the game's July event. The carnival will run July 15th - July 22nd.
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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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[ They've dived past the shores of shyness now, sunk deep into open desire as Brant's heated hands skim over smooth skin, sliding one up between them to run his thumb up against the other's nipple, running slow and teasing circles against it while his mouth finds new territory on Baizhu's neck. The doctor's skin is flawless, tempting in its unblemished surface, and his mouth shifts between warm kisses and small nips over neck, then collarbone, then shoulder. Restlessly roaming like the pirate himself. ]
I have to say... you're an incredible kisser.
[ He might be trying to steal himself another kiss, in fact. ]
[ His other hand can't help but give into the temptation of sliding along the curve of Baizhu's hip and down between them, fingers squeezing over the front of the other's pants while his thumb traces along his waistband to see how easy these might come off. ]
[ A chuckle—hoarse, helpless, before Brant seals it away with another kiss while Baizhu’s hands roam, more deliberate and unhurried compared to the flurry of sensation Brant is teasing him with. He squirms underneath those touches, delighted and ticklish at once, but smiles cannily at Brant when his fingers find a nipple, rolling it gently between thumb and forefinger as he tries to shimmy off his trousers with Brant’s help.
By now they’re uncomfortably tight, but easy enough to take off, even while Baizhu takes a brief opportunity to grind down against Brant’s clothed loins. ]
And—hah—quite the delectable body, underneath all these colors…
[ He flashes another smile, playful as he continues to map every inch of Baizhu's neck and shoulders with his mouth, settling on a spot over his collarbone to pay particular attention to while he concentrates his efforts on helping the enchanting doctor remove his pants. The groan he gives when he's 'rewarded' for his efforts with a grind down is wrapped in a soft laugh of his own against the skin he's worn a mark into. ]
To speak the truth, I've been inspir- aaah!
[ Another gasp, this time paired with a slight arch of his body- his chest specifically into Baizhu's touch. He doubts he needs to point out that his chest is a rather sensitive spot for him at this point, but he's grinning through his fluster all the same. ]
Well now you flatter me. Here I've been thinking I've been lucky with the much better view.
[ Baizhu smirks. It’s always preferable to get visual confirmation for his conjectures.
This Brant really is the type to fully expose his vulnerable parts just like that, isn’t he… ]
And do you intend to simply look?
[ Because Baizhu’s going to pull his hand away from that nipple to lick at his finger, before reaching down to trace it over the exposed tacet mark, as though that tiny bit of moisture would be anywhere close to being enough to extinguish the heat he feels simmering just underneath Brant’s skin. ]
[ In his defense, most people don't actively try to touch his chest. He'll simply have to learn the hard way that things were different in that regard here at the resort, and until then, it's chest out. ]
[ Much to Baizhu's current benefit. ]
Not at all. I've always been more of a hands-on appreciator.
[ The trace of the doctor's finger against his mark has it thrumming in response, the first sign of it being more than just a simple tattoo as the lines at the edges extend a little further. Just for a moment. And though that might be cause for alarm since marks that looked like tattoos didn't usually chance appearance, Brant only groans out another response as he reaches blindly between them to wrap a calloused hand around Baizhu's cock, palming the length of it for a moment before giving an appreciative squeeze. ]
[ His eyes widen with surprise at the fleeting change. He’d known it isn’t a suit with respect to the Golden Peacock, but to see it shift even subtly…
The corner of his lips quirks up in a most devious and calculating smile indeed.
He pulls his hand away, finger still thrumming from the strange sensation he’d felt at that mark as Brant snatches him up and grips him tightly, causing him to let out a breathless chuckle— ]
And these are quite the talented hands…
[ Perhaps he’s more turned on than he’s thought, with how eagerly his own body is reacting to Brant’s touches. So of course he responds in kind, reaching for Brant’s member next to cradle it in his palm and give it a gentle, thorough stroking of his own, making sure that Brant can feel every inch of his hand as he works the man to fullness, eager as he is to go down with this ship. ]
[ He gives an airy laugh of his own, mouth pulling off from Baizhu's bare shoulder, where he'd been working on leaving a small mark that could be easily hidden so he can kiss the other's jaw with an eager-to-please smile. A tone that pours into his voice against his ear. ]
I'm glad you think so, though you should see what more I can do with them first before giving me any praise.
[ And now his mouth finds a place against Baizhu's ear, teasing over the curves of it with his tongue as finds a rhythm of his hand over the other man's cock to match the one on his own. Letting himself groan openly against his ear and murmur his own praises of how wonderful Baizhu's hand feels on him while sliding his other hand up to thumb over the doctor's chest. ]
[ And if he starts rocking his hips into Baizhu's strokes after a while, trying his best not to jostle the man in his lap in the process, well. He's only human. ]
[ —But of course the compliments come pouring in like the tide, making his ears burn, Baizhu unable to fully mount a resistance in the face of such overwhelming sweetness, letting out only a feeble moan in response instead. His nipples pebble under Brant’s touch, heart fluttering underneath a chest that’s still quite sensitive in its own right, even if it might not compare to Brant’s.
His body tingles from Brant’s kisses, his touches, and though Baizhu knows that at some point he will heal away the markings left behind, the sensation will always remain—a reminder of the dashing captain steering their ship into ever more torrid waters.
And around them the joins holding their carriage creak and sway, the Fuck-ris Wheel turning ponderously, their carriage’s slow descent a reminder that other passengers are already in the process of getting off and maybe they shouldn’t hold up the ride—
But they don’t have to, as with Baizhu being ravished on all sides by such a tender opponent, he’s quick to come in Brant’s warm, warm hands with a cry—later to be followed by the answering click of some lock or latch from within. ]
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I have to say... you're an incredible kisser.
[ He might be trying to steal himself another kiss, in fact. ]
[ His other hand can't help but give into the temptation of sliding along the curve of Baizhu's hip and down between them, fingers squeezing over the front of the other's pants while his thumb traces along his waistband to see how easy these might come off. ]
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[ A chuckle—hoarse, helpless, before Brant seals it away with another kiss while Baizhu’s hands roam, more deliberate and unhurried compared to the flurry of sensation Brant is teasing him with. He squirms underneath those touches, delighted and ticklish at once, but smiles cannily at Brant when his fingers find a nipple, rolling it gently between thumb and forefinger as he tries to shimmy off his trousers with Brant’s help.
By now they’re uncomfortably tight, but easy enough to take off, even while Baizhu takes a brief opportunity to grind down against Brant’s clothed loins. ]
And—hah—quite the delectable body, underneath all these colors…
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To speak the truth, I've been inspir- aaah!
[ Another gasp, this time paired with a slight arch of his body- his chest specifically into Baizhu's touch. He doubts he needs to point out that his chest is a rather sensitive spot for him at this point, but he's grinning through his fluster all the same. ]
Well now you flatter me. Here I've been thinking I've been lucky with the much better view.
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This Brant really is the type to fully expose his vulnerable parts just like that, isn’t he… ]
And do you intend to simply look?
[ Because Baizhu’s going to pull his hand away from that nipple to lick at his finger, before reaching down to trace it over the exposed tacet mark, as though that tiny bit of moisture would be anywhere close to being enough to extinguish the heat he feels simmering just underneath Brant’s skin. ]
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[ Much to Baizhu's current benefit. ]
Not at all. I've always been more of a hands-on appreciator.
[ The trace of the doctor's finger against his mark has it thrumming in response, the first sign of it being more than just a simple tattoo as the lines at the edges extend a little further. Just for a moment. And though that might be cause for alarm since marks that looked like tattoos didn't usually chance appearance, Brant only groans out another response as he reaches blindly between them to wrap a calloused hand around Baizhu's cock, palming the length of it for a moment before giving an appreciative squeeze. ]
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The corner of his lips quirks up in a most devious and calculating smile indeed.
He pulls his hand away, finger still thrumming from the strange sensation he’d felt at that mark as Brant snatches him up and grips him tightly, causing him to let out a breathless chuckle— ]
And these are quite the talented hands…
[ Perhaps he’s more turned on than he’s thought, with how eagerly his own body is reacting to Brant’s touches. So of course he responds in kind, reaching for Brant’s member next to cradle it in his palm and give it a gentle, thorough stroking of his own, making sure that Brant can feel every inch of his hand as he works the man to fullness, eager as he is to go down with this ship. ]
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I'm glad you think so, though you should see what more I can do with them first before giving me any praise.
[ And now his mouth finds a place against Baizhu's ear, teasing over the curves of it with his tongue as finds a rhythm of his hand over the other man's cock to match the one on his own. Letting himself groan openly against his ear and murmur his own praises of how wonderful Baizhu's hand feels on him while sliding his other hand up to thumb over the doctor's chest. ]
[ And if he starts rocking his hips into Baizhu's strokes after a while, trying his best not to jostle the man in his lap in the process, well. He's only human. ]
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[ —But of course the compliments come pouring in like the tide, making his ears burn, Baizhu unable to fully mount a resistance in the face of such overwhelming sweetness, letting out only a feeble moan in response instead. His nipples pebble under Brant’s touch, heart fluttering underneath a chest that’s still quite sensitive in its own right, even if it might not compare to Brant’s.
His body tingles from Brant’s kisses, his touches, and though Baizhu knows that at some point he will heal away the markings left behind, the sensation will always remain—a reminder of the dashing captain steering their ship into ever more torrid waters.
And around them the joins holding their carriage creak and sway, the Fuck-ris Wheel turning ponderously, their carriage’s slow descent a reminder that other passengers are already in the process of getting off and maybe they shouldn’t hold up the ride—
But they don’t have to, as with Baizhu being ravished on all sides by such a tender opponent, he’s quick to come in Brant’s warm, warm hands with a cry—later to be followed by the answering click of some lock or latch from within. ]