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TDM 011

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

We are thrilled to announce that the Golden Peacock will be embracing autumn with a special outing. Current and new guests are invited to join us for a refreshing outdoor experience where participants can unplug, unwind, and connect with nature. During this time, all Watches will be disabled to the most basic functions (texting, calls, checking chip account) in order to encourage guests to disconnect.

Please look forward to two weeks of finding yourself amongst the trees. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a fan-CAMP-stic time. 】

CAMPING

GETTING OFF THE GRID

As the resort moves into what it claims is autumn, the days grow shorter. The projected sun in the Vale sets in the afternoon, after which a faint chill falls. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – a portion of the Vale has transformed into a campground complete with a scenic lake, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with flannel jackets and suspenders. Folksy banjo fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the campgrounds have been reserved for tents. These tents vary in size, shape, and supplies. All tents, regardless of quality, are supplied with sex toys and lube. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — pretending to live in the wilderness and 'rough it' for a while is thrilling. This is what the peasants feel like all the time!

NOT ALL TENTS ARE EQUAL ► High-rank guests are allocated spacious and luxurious tents. These elaborate mini-homes come with TVs, beds, heaters, and plenty of supplies. Provided camping gear is high quality, ranging from state of the art flashlights to designer backpacks. It can't quite be considered roughing it in these tents, but glamping is camping too!

► Mid-rank guests are allocated moderate tents that comfortably fit up to three guests. These tents come with cots or sleeping bags, as well as standard camping gear to make their time living off the land fairly comfortable. While these tents lack the bells and whistles of the high-rank accommodations, they are more than enough for a comfortable but realistic camping experience.

► Low-rank guests are allocated the shabbiest tents. These sagging accommodations can shield one guest comfortably, but that doesn't stop staff from pairing low-ranking guests together in order to save space. Their 'sleeping bags' are a single blanket and hay bale pillow. There are no other included amenities aside from sex toys and a single lantern.

► Last but certainly not least: our Wildcards! All Wildcards have been randomly assigned. Whether they end up in a glamping tent or sleeping beneath a propped up sheet is left to chance. Wildcards also may find themselves waking up beside a current guest or another new arrival.

► Guests that "go camping" will discover that the door connecting the Vale to the rest of the resort has mysteriously vanished. Uh oh! Looks like there's no going back to the comfortable life anytime soon. Don't worry, the door will return when it's time to pack up and head home.

LET'S GET CRAFTY ► New characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are flannel gingham to embrace camping and autumn aesthetic. Some of these robes are much shorter than others; watch out that the lake breeze doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

► Unlike the standard, there are no racks of clothes waiting for new arrivals outside of their tents. You're roughing it out in the woods, remember? Instead of clothing, Wildcards will find an assortment of raw materials to make clothes.

Fabric rolls, hemp, buckets of leaves, leather, and other assorted goods are waiting to be cobbled into something new. The staff have been kind enough to leave some small hunting knives and wooden needles to make crafting a bit easier. Of course, they won't stop anyone that wants to embrace the wild side and strut around naked.

HOME ON THE RANGE

Welcome to the Peacock Campgrounds! Nicknamed the Stomping Grounds by long-standing guests. Rustic and right off a sparkling lake, guests will find everything they need to live in the wilderness. Staff have expertly set up fire pits, benches, hammocks, and a wooden shed to act as a tool depository. There's even an outhouse, which is a real novelty to many of the long-standing guests. Do they just... squat over that hole and do their business? How wild!

Unlike previous resort-sponsored excursions, guests are expected to manage without the help of staff. That pile of wood won't be replenished once used; guests will have to go chop down trees and split their own. Food won't magically appear in their tents regardless of rank. Camping is all about living off the land. Though staff make themselves scarce to make the experience feel real, they lurk in the shadows, discreetly providing necessary tools and fixing broken equipment so guests won't struggle too much. It isn't fun if it's real hardship, after all!

DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO COOK? ► On the first camp morning, guests will find barrels of ingredients and cooking utensils left beside the central fire pit. These barrels are stocked with fruits and vegetables that won't spoil quickly, many of which are seasonal to autumn. They have also been left a few protein options like eggs, jerky, and canned ham. These ingredients are communal and limited. Once they run out, guests will have to hunt and gather in the Vale to collect more.

► Guests must prepare their own meals while camping. Not even the high-ranks are given any special treatment on this! While oil and firestarter are included in the initial supply, these too are limited and won't be replenished after use.

► Staff would never let their precious guests go without a sweet treat. A generous supply of hot cocoa and all the fixings for s'mores has been left behind as well. While none of the other food will be replenished, the hot cocoa and s'mores goodies seemingly never run out. A night around a campfire without roasting marshmallows or sipping cocoa would be too cruel to subject guests to.

SUPPLIES RUNNING LOW ► Guests will have to hunt and gather once ingredients dwindle if they want to eat. The wooden shed is home to a selection of tools that can be used to hunt: bows and arrows, hatchets, axes, fishing poles and line, etc. All tools are rudimentary and can break if not taken care of.

► The Vale is lush with wild fruits and vegetables. However, much like in reality, not all vegetation in the Vale is safe to eat. While some berries and mushrooms are consumable, others are toxic or psychedelics. One must also not forget that they're in the Golden Peacock: some unusual plants that grow in the vale may trigger arousal. Watch out that you don't eat something funky by accident!

► Before 'leaving', staff will explain that guests can fish or hunt small game running throughout the Vale. One particularly enthusiastic staff member will suggest guests track down the snoggleboffs, as they're extremely delicious after roasting on an open fire.

ACTIVITIES

TWO WEEKS OF ROUGHING IT

Camping can't be all about survival. Where's the fun in that? Before 'leaving', the staff arrange activities and events for guests to enjoy. A wooden bulletin board outlines times for group hikes, camping experiences, and wilderness delights. Adirondack chairs line the edge of the lake and a few tire swings hang over the water, tied to strong tree branches. For the first week and a half the weather is pleasant and sunny. Perfect for camping.

At night, acoustic guitars and other wooden instruments come out so that guests can make music around the bonfire. Projected stars dapple the night sky, forming various constellations sourced from guest worlds. The moon enters a different phase each night, shining a gentle silver across the campgrounds. Why not pull your sweetheart in and cuddle beneath the night sky? It's so romantic.

IN CAMP ► Guests that don't want a cold shower should make their way over to the shower stalls quickly. These outdoor showers hold very little hot water and run cold after about five minutes. First-come first-serve!

► A wood-chopping competition begins around lunchtime. There are two goals: to split as much wood as possible and looking sexy while doing it. Guests that chop wood unsexily immediately fail! Alternatively, sexiness with a pathetic number of chunks is more acceptable, but still a loss. Those that achieve both goals will instantly win a large payout. Failing to sexily cut wood won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow!

► Bear hunting is a popular activity that even the spoiled long-standing guests are getting in on! No, not hunting real bears. That would be insane. Peacock's version of bear hunting involves hunting down bear-like guests and capturing them! Any guest that fits the criteria of big, thick, and strong may potentially be assigned the role of bear. Hunters who manage to tie up, handcuff, net, or otherwise 'capture' a 'bear' will instantly receive a large payout.

THE LAKE ► This sparkling lake is rich with fish. Enjoy sitting back on the long pier with a fishing rod or take one of the wooden boats out for a row around the lake. It's also safe to swim in, for guests that would like to take a dip and rinse off the sweat of camp living! Don't mind the random swim trunks or drink umbrellas that pop up now and then. This water is definitely fresh and not recycled from the summer beach extravaganza.

► Guests that do decide to take a dip may encounter a familiar friend. Fernando the tentacle monster is camping too! This randy tentacle monster is as horny as ever, eager to embrace guests and stick slippery tentacles into any reachable orifice.

► Once the sun goes down, many of the long-standing guests strip off their shoddily crafted clothes and sprint into the water for skinny dipping by moonlight! What's a camping excursion without a lake-side orgy? The best way to drown out those erotic moans from the lake is to head to the central fire pit and join in on some campfire songs.

OUTSIDE CAMP ► Those that head out of camp for a hike or hunt can enjoy any of the Vale's usual wonders. With autumn, shiny apples dangle from the trees and pumpkins pepper beneath their protruding roots. Along with autumnal fruits and vegetables, canned beef and ham have been mysteriously left in pockets close to the campgrounds. A little act of kindness from the staff; not everyone is cut out to hunt their own game!

► For those interested in hunting down some fresh game, walking around the forest in the morning may come with a stroke of luck. Strange little creatures the size of an adult's fist are active during this time. These hairy beasts come in brown and white, and screech, "Scrun scrun screeee!" when agitated.

Yes, these are the alleged snoggleboffs! Don't feel bad about hunting them, they're an invasive species that are unfriendly and eager to steal from unsuspecting guests. Their main strength is their speed, but once caught, they don't put up much of a fight.

► Guests that explore deep into the Vale may find a dark cave mouth that leads downward into a damp chamber. The ceiling glitters with stalactites and, along the wall, they'll find a horizontal crease with what seems to be... hair? If touched, this crease will creak open, revealing a large eye that darts back and forth before focusing on whoever woke it. Black pupils and iris bleed into one endless abyss.

Those that gaze directly into the eye will freeze. Their mind will remain active while their body locks in place, not unlike sleep paralysis. This trance will break once the eye blinks, which it will do after some time... but it can also be forced into blinking by force if there's someone who hasn't made eye-contact around to help. Frozen guests will be overwhelmed with the fear of abandonment for the duration of their paralysis. This fear will fade after the connection is broken, as if it wasn't their fear at all.

Like a regular eye, dirt or debris can force a blink. If this route is taken, the eye will go bloodshot and shut, refusing to open again. Any guest that inflicts damage to the eye may find that their suite, upon return, has been trashed. As if someone or something threw a big tantrum in there while they were gone. Wonder why that happened...?

HOWLING

CALL OF THE WILD

Temperatures drop drastically at night as the camping excursion nears its end. Nights become so chilly that morning dew frosts over, crunching beneath guest feet. Every day the light and its warmth set a little bit earlier. Staff remain elusive and do not provide warmer blankets or clothes for guests, leaving them to cuddle for warmth or find other ways to sleep comfortably during nightly cold snaps.

The moon hits its apex on the final night of camping. Unlike the other nights, this full moon shines blood red. The Vale stills under this ominous sign, silent. Snowflakes begins to fall, spreading an endless clean sheet across the campgrounds. That reflected pink hue is inescapable.

THE WEATHER TURNS ► Along with chilly nights, the last few days of camping feature inclement weather conditions. Clouds overtake the sun and rain falls, alternating between light mist and heavy downpour.

► Winds pick up, with speeds threatening to whip away the less stable tents. Guests that don't hunker down and add additional support to their tents may end up chasing them into the storm. Other loose items around the campgrounds may end up blown away as well.

BLOOD MOON ► Wild instinct rises with the blood moon. As crimson moonlight beckons, some guests may begin to feel ... strange. As if they need to claw their true selves free. Those that answer the call to bathe in the light of the blood moon will undergo a transformation.

► Basking in the light of the blood moon triggers a were-transformation. While the standard were that the blood moon inspires is the classic werewolf, guests may transform into any kind of were. Along with hybrid transformation, the blood moon stirs mating and sex impulses in these new weres. Remaining humans are at risk of being eaten... in the sexy way.

► Transformation into a were is not mandatory. Other guests may step into the blood moon's light and not experience any kind of transformation or impulse. These guests are now actors in a sexy horror scene, given the task of surviving the night surrounded by monsters! At least they're sexy monsters? Giving in and fucking on the wild side may be more fun.

PACKING UP ► After the crazy weather and horny werewolves, the staff judge that it's high time to wrap this excursion up. Guests will once again openly see these diligent workers the morning after the blood moon. They come flooding into the site with clothing, snacks, and other comforts while praising everyone for surviving for so long without the resort's usual luxuries.

► A first aid tent and cleaning station are swiftly erected. All guests that volunteer to treat injuries sustained over the course of the camping experience or help clean up the site will be compensated with a large payout.

► Every guest that participated in the camping event, regardless of whether they help wrap things up, will be issued a spa voucher. Go relax, you've earned some pampering after all of that hard living!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: altered states; eyes (descriptions only, incl. eye injury); exhibitionism; hunting (incl. hunting fantasy creatures); orgies; public sex; survival; temperature play; tentacles; transformation; violence

▶ 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. This TDM acts as the game's September event. Camping will ICly begin September 15th and end October 3rd.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.

▶ 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!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

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God, before tonight, it had been so long since Hakkai had been kissed, and yet here he was, for more than the first time this evening, being found caught up in such a heated embrace. A saner part of himself would have wondered what was wrong with him. But at this point, that part was so deeply buried and lost in the pull of the moon's influences that he couldn't even consider it. Instead, he heatedly melted into the tug forward.

His lips roughly clashed with Reno's. Tongue delving past, lapping at the warm parted lips that so eagerly brought him closer. His eyes closing, lids fluttering, as he kissed back feverishly.

Reno tasted delicious.

Hakkai's brain was unsure if it was processing that thought as a need for sex or food. But his own body was certainly reacting. The vines which lingered on Reno's legs, twisting, traveling along flesh, inching a little higher with curious temptation. Tendrils traveling up the redhead's thighs, moving just up along the crux of his legs and teasing along the base of his ass. In contrast, other vines moved more towards the front of his body, a small leaf brushing against the very base of his shaft with curiosity.

Sharp canines scratch over the other's lips, just so avoiding drawing blood and still eager for more.
Reno's fox tails sways, lifting slightly to make room for those wandering vines while his hands are busy sliding up into the stranger's hair to keep him close in their embrace sealed by lips and tongues, only interrupted as he gasps when he feels the leaf brush against him, his slowly hardening cock peaking out from the fur that kept his nether regions covered while in this form.

It makes him delve back into that kiss again immediately, this time with even more hunger, one eager hand beginning to roam and search a way underneath Hakkai's shirt, to feel more warm skin under his palm.

((OOC: Also CW; blood play I guess! :,D))

Where Reno at least seemed to hold back with his kisses, there was little to no reserve on Hakkai's end. The slight tease of Renos' fangs against his tongue leaves him biting back playfully, grazing the other's lips with fangs of his own, drawing just enough blood for his tongue to eagerly lap and savor the taste. The sensation sweet enough to get him sighing against the other man's mouth as he gripped onto his hips and pulled him close, uncaring of whatever little scratches may have come from the action.

The hands that rushed to travel under his clothes would find lean muscle and a body deeply marred with scars, especially as fingers traveled along his navel. Something that would have usually completely averted him from what he was doing, perhaps would have had him call it off completely. But now he barely had a second thought; instead, he embraces the sensation of another's touch.

And the presence of the Renos' interest, now making itself more than noticeable as their bodies pressed close, was sonething he especially enjoyed.

"Ahah, already so reactive," Hakkai spoke softly, with a flirtatious lilt as he finally managed to part his lips from Reno's, a small trail of saliva still trailing between them. One arm shifting, boldly slipping lower as to lightly press the pad of his index finger against the tip of the emerging cock. Teasing at it with the slightest pressure, as the vines continued to trail and explore, this time no longer avoiding the more intimate places of the other man. "And to think it retracts in such a manner. I wonder how much further we can coax him out."

As he spoke, the vine traveled further, fully wrapping around Reno, squeezing. Tendrils lightly prying at their intended hole.

The taste of blood doesn't make Reno shy away, on the contrary. It turns him on even more and he hungrily curls his tongue around Hakkai's, wanting to get more of that sweet taste, be it his own blood or the other's. He could claim that it's the blood moon and animal instincts taking over in this moment, but the fact is that Reno wouldn't mind the taste of blood even during a normal makeout session. Nor does he mind the pain of scratches, ever.

Or scars, for that matter, finding them rather intriguing, depending on the body they're on. He's got a few of his own, luckily most of them more scattered over his back, arms and legs rather than his chest, but it's also not like he's paying much attention to anything right now other than getting hot and heavy with the guy in front of him.

"Ah .." Reno gasps at the touch, his cock twitching and indeed growing a little more, standing more from its hiding place of soft fur.
"Told you that I wanted you, didn't think that would mean that I'm horny already?"
He chuckles, then stops, feeling the tendrils close in on his cock and entrance, and for a moment, he wonders if those vines should really go towards these places, and that question is probably also visible on his face as he looks at Hakkai.

Where Reno's teasing seemed to stop the moment he realized where it was Hakkai's tendrils were prying, Hakkai could only grin. Responding by leaning in and placing a sweet kiss against Reno's lips. Clawed hand reaching out to wrap directly around the other man's emerging member. The pad of his thumb pressed down a little more directly, massaging into the glans. The vine that lingered on the front side barely tangled itself around the base.

"You look concerned," Hakkai purred out, his breath warm against Reno's mouth, the scent of blood lingering on his lips. His hand, calloused from years of hand-to-hand combat, was pumping downwards slowly at him. "I'm only preparing you. There's no need to cower like a lost pup."

As if to prove his point, the vines on the other end of Reno closed inward, tickling and coiling but not quite pressing directly inside. More teasing at him softly, further vines trailing up, wrapping over the other man's lean hips. Less holding him in place and more exploring his body. Hakkai's head sank as he playfully nipped and kissed along Reno's jaw.

“Or would you prefer I relax your body a little more?”

"I'm not concerned, and I'm not cowering," Reno objects, now leaning more into the hand that's stroking his cock to full hardness. His own hips move slightly into the touch, rocking against it, as much as the vines allow him to.
"Just didn't expect it, but I'm always open for new stuff~"

He grins, now definitely relaxing and not hesitating any longer to let his own clawed paw-hands travel lower, towards Hakkai's pants. Whatever's holding them in place, Reno quickly undoes it, eager to touch or taste what the other man might be able to offer him.
"I'm already pretty relaxed, but if you wanna play some more, we can do that," he winks, dragging one claw along Hakkai's hipline while he pushes out his own ass a little, tail swaying, like an invitation.
If and how Hakkai wants to take that opportunity is up to him, but Reno certainly looks hungry and horny enough, considering how his hands roam and how he presses his upper body against Hakkai whenever he can.

Hakkai, for one, is absolutely fascinated by this entire ordeal. Thanks to his endeavors throughout the night, this was not at all his first experience with a man. But it was his first time thinking about and exploring his actions. Curiously watching as Reno's hips rolled against the warmth of his palm, trying to match the pace with slow, sensual strokes down his shaft.

Rather than tired exasperation, Hakkai responded to Reno's invitation with interest. Vines traveling up and over Reno's chest, through coarse red fur, moving and exploring over the bends and curves of his body curiously. Two smaller tendrils, the ones that were so deviously teasing around his hole, were slowly beginning to pry inside.

"Oh, you're warm ♥," his voice was a purr, his breath hot and heavy as his lips trailed down along Reno's neck. Stopping the onslaught of small kisses just long enough to nip into the flesh at the crux of his shoulder. "And you taste so good."

Technically Reno is currently a human fox hybrid, but his reproductive system is still pretty much human, with the additional bonus of being able to hide it in his fur instead of clothes. But those are details that hardly matter right now, when they are clearly starting to enjoy themselves.

Reno likes that Hakkai follows through, getting used to the feeling of those vines sliding over his skin. In the back of his mind he wonders how much Hakkai might feel through them, but as long as they make him feel good, Reno doesn't care all too much right now. That would be one of those pillow talk questions, but he doubts that either of them would be up for that after they're done here.

He feels the invasion, careful and slim, different to the feel of a finger, but not uncomfortable. Or even if it was the case, Reno has never minded a bit of pain during sex.
He ravels in the attention that Hakkai is giving him, the words making him wrap himself more into those vines and against the other's body, wanting to give more of that warmth and taste that the other seems to crave.
"I can run even hotter," he promises, his hand now wraps around Hakkai's cock and he begins to stroke him, slow but firm at first, then slowly picking up speed.

The moment Hakkai's vines breach past Reno's hole, he suddenly seems to forget himself. The warmth of the other man's insides was enough to inspire his curiosity further. Slinking up within him, pressing and squirming against the inner walls of his body. He was exploring the inside of him just as much as he was the outside.

The ones that traveled up Reno's hips now coiled over his chest, circling over the perked buds of his nipples. The single vine, which circled around the base of Reno's cock, tightened and squeezed just enough to restrict blood flow.

"Ooooh, I can imagine. Ah!" What Hakkai wasn't expecting, though, was the sudden attention to his own arousal. His breath stalling as he gasped out to the sudden direct contact of warm flesh touching his. When had Reno managed to breach past the confines of his pants? He couldn't help but smile at that.

Building the pace at which he pumped and milked at Reno's cock, Hakkai's other hand slipped back to pull the other body closer against his, squeezing at his ass in the process. (Naturally leaving minor scratch marks in the skin as he did so.) He straightened his posture, his lips hovering sweetly along Reno's ears as he whispered warmly.

"How sneaky~"

Reno has experience with tentacles since coming to the Peacock, but each new kind feels completely different. He's had actual octopus tentacles wrapping around and inside him, two kinds of vines so far, and now ... Now apparently there's another kind to add to his list, and he's not complaining about it.

On the contrary, he gasps as the vines start to move inside him, push and twist, fucking into him while they tease his nipples (apparently in his fox form, his piercings are gone, something he might notice later, but not right now), and Reno himself rocks back against that intrusion, trying to get more of it already.
He's not sure if Hakkai can feel what those vines are feeling, but if it's the case, Reno will do his best to make him feel good, by moving and squeezing around him, making true of his promise that he's the best ass Hakkai will ever have.

But of course, he also keeps his hand moving, careful with his claws, but from time to time one brushes against the sensitive skin of the length, not yet scratching, but giving a taste.

"Wouldn't wanna leave ya hanging," he grins, muttering right back. "Unless you wanted to save it all up for me?"

"I assure you I have more than enough patience and resolve," Hakkai responded. Leaning in before nibbling the points of his teeth affectionately at the furred tuft of Renos' ear. All the while continuing to move and build the motion of both hand and vines alike in a carefully meticulous and building rhythm. Matching the fox's gyrations to keep up with the pace at which he seemed to move.

The vines seemed to dig and squeeze at Reno's insides enough to slowly start stretching him open as he next spoke, "Although, I must say, unless you don't mind being fucked raw, it's perhaps best you start doing something to prepare us both, don't you think?"

It sounded like an insinuation, but the darkly calm tone in which Hakkai spoke made it more evident that it was a demand. The hand that settled on Reno's ass, tightening, razor-sharp claws dragging easily through flesh.

Those vines are driving him insane, Reno is sure of it. They move inside him and stretch his insides, probably not more than fingers would, and yet it feels so much more intense, so much more pleasurable. He should really seek out more of the people in the resort that have tricks like that up their (sometimes literal) sleeves.

"Ah .. I don't mind," he grins, a dark glint in his eyes, but then he licks his lips. "But if you let me move just a little bit, I can do a little something!"

He hisses and sucks in a sharp breath when claws scratch his skin, probably drawing blood, which he can't see.
The moment the vines around his legs give a little way - if they do - he sinks to his knees and grins up at Hakkai.
"Bit of a treat~"

The moment Reno spoke up about needing more movement, the vines almost entirely seemed to retract from him in one quick motion, most likely leaving the poor fox gaping open and empty, not even so much as the smallest of tendrils to tend to the swelled flesh of his cock. Perhaps, if given enough thought, one may think it would be due to Hakkai's own building impatience, despite his previous words. But his expression remained calm and collected, fangs peaking from the small smile that gave way as Reno lowered to his knees.

"A treat for us both," Hakkai purred back, mismatched eyes focused sharply on Reno. Only seeming to care about his actions and his alone. For once, reaching out with a sort of tenderness, claws gently raking through red hair as if to guide him. "Well? Are you going to keep me waiting?"

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It's all good! I'm pretty much in the same boat so i get how it is~

i hate rl getting in the way of the fun bits Dx

Ah, the sad truths of adult responsibility. But hey, this gives us something to look forward to!

that is very true!

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sorry for the wait, life is insane rn

No worries at all! I hope everything works out!!

yeah, i hope so too ^^" But thanks for understanding!!

Of course! My own life's been pretty chaotic too. Missed the app deadline because of it lol