TDM 12

[goldmods]

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

As a token of appreciation to all of our guests, the house and resort have worked in collaboration with the all powerful system that transmigrates souls between worlds to bring you a special excursion! All are invited to participate in our limited time event, Tits out! A Sex Dungeon! where guests can shop, craft, adventure, treasure hunt, and battle.

During this event, sexual encounters with WILDCARD guests are worth double the payout, so please keep an eye out for our new arrivals! Other supplies, such as typically banned weapons, are also available.

We appreciate our low rank guests temporarily adjusting their living quarters to accommodate this delightful experience. Extra thanks to you for your generosity! 】

WINDING MARKET

A ROOKERY COMES SPRAWLING

A CHARMING MARKET

► The Rookery floods the main lobby and begins construction on the eve of November 15th. This wandering group of merchants has decided to set up shop! From November 15th through January 1st, the Rookery will be operating a marketplace on the ground floor of the Golden Peacock. This marketplace operates at all hours and does not close.

► This once luxurious lobby has transformed into a rustic market. Wooden shops line the walls where eager merchants promote their wares. These little stores are stocked with handcrafted goods, specialty products, and artisanal treats. Unlike general Golden Peacock establishments, shops in the marketplace are willing to haggle and trade.

► Not all of these booths are occupied. Guests interested in selling their crafts or services are welcome to open up shop. The merchants of the Rookery will also hire resort guests looking for work.

CEDAR AND PINE

► This simple marketplace embraces small town charm. The scents of wood and pine meld with freshly baked bread and leather. The echo of a blacksmith striking metal resounds through chatter and laughter. Shopkeepers call and wave from their booths to lure in potential customers.

► Weather simulation has been introduced to the first floor. Snow falls from an artificial sky dotted with lights. This snow looks, feels, and tastes like the real thing. The temperature correspondingly drops to a brisk chill, so bundle up!

► Merchants decorate their shops with winding ribbons, baubles, and bells at the beginning of December. A massive pine tree graces the central square and patrons are invited to decorate it with sparkling ornaments.

Rumor of a gifting tradition spreads, with merchants jumping on board to offer gift wrap with every sale. If you don't give someone you care about a thoughtful present then you must not really like them at all!

SPECIALTY SHOPS

LIMITED TIME WARES

PREPARE FOR DUNGONEERING

► One of the biggest stores in the marketplace is the armorer's shop. It isn't safe to go adventuring in an unexplored dungeon without protection! Come one, come all. The best armor in town is here. The marketeers in the armorer's shop swear their supplies are the best in the business. Well-crafted! Quality materials! Enchanted to ward off the elements!

All available armor is extremely slutty. Every piece has been styled to emphasize the wearer's assets and barely covers anything. Tight, sexy, and functional. Isn't it a win/win for all? Let those tits battle and breathe!

► Guests that follow the sound of clanging metal will find the blacksmith. The front of the shop offers a basic selection of knives, swords, and shields for purchase. While the quality of these weapons is mediocre at best, guests may not want to pass up the opportunity to purchase a weapon while the house is allowing it.

Weapon aficionados may meet with the blacksmith to discuss enhancing the current selection. Special materials can be found in dungeon chests or collected from monsters to improve weapon quality. Guests willing to collect these materials and have the chips to spare can commission superior products.

► Several leather shops are competing for business. One specializes in enchanted leather pouches, another focuses on offering high quality boots. Leather journals make beautiful gifts. What lasts longer than leather clothing? Nothing! Or how about a leather hair accessory for that person with long, flowing locks?

Those browsing through these many leather shops best keep their wits about them. Not all of them are selling real leather! Some greedy merchants are trying to pass off plastic junk as the real thing. A few bold charlatans willing to lie about enchantments to customers that appear uneducated about magic. Do your best to not get swindled!

DRIED AND BAKED SUNDRIES

► The dried goods shop is the most popular amongst adventurers. Those preparing to head down into the dungeon can't leave without supplies, after all! One can find a broad selection of jellies, jams, preserves, cheese, jerky, nuts, and seeds. While they aren't the tastiest, they'll survive for several days in a backpack, which is exactly what every adventurer needs!

► The universe-renowned baking mogul, Mama Brot, has opened a shop selling her famous pretzels. These soft pretzels, nicknamed breastzels, come in both sweet and savory variations. They are deliciously plush and melt in the mouth. It's said that one bite of one of her pillowy breastzels will send you straight to heaven. Dessert and bread connoisseurs cannot miss out!

Guests eager to get their hands on some of Mama Brot's breastzels have their work cut out for them. The shops restocks with fresh breastzels every morning, but the line to purchase starts queuing two hours beforehand. Supply runs out quickly every time Mama Brot decides to whip up a new batch. Good luck!

► Small bakeries peppering throughout the marketplace kick off December with a flurry of decorated cookies. Guests will find cookies and biscuits cut into different shapes, painted with icing, smeared with jam, and drizzled with chocolate. Hot chocolate booths also pop up, their baristas encouraging guests to gather and enjoy the snow by the center market tree with a cozy drink.

JOBS & QUESTS

A MAKESHIFT TAVERN

CALLING ALL ADVENTURERS: A SLAYER QUEST AWAITS!
Are you looking to make big coin? Do you have the strength and endurance to take on the dungeon? Then we want YOU to join our guild's quest to sLay!

The dungeon is teeming with sexy monsters that need sLaying. All you need to do to sLay is to fuck them real good! Once satisfied, these sexy monsters may drop quality loot. Join in the hunt to sLay and consolidate drops with our guild! We're happy to make trades or buy.

Yaaassss sLay all day!

JOB POSTING ONE! BIG PAYOUT FOR EASY WORK!

I am a pharmacist looking for some brave adventurers willing to go down into the dungeon and collect dongle flower milk for me. I need at least 10 bottles! This is an important ingredient in one of my popular prescriptions. I am not athletic enough to go get it myself and my supplies are running low.

Please deliver all dongle flower milk to the medical shop in the northwest corner of the market. Please note, I need FULL bottles. Do not skimp or I won't pay!

JOB POSTING TWO! HELP A WOMAN'S GROWING BUSINESS!

I am a young lady looking to expand my make-up business. I heard rumors that there's water in the dungeon that could make an AMAZING base for make-up products. But it sounds like it's super scary in there and I don't want to go. Please, someone, help!

You can bring all bottles of dungeon water to the make-up booth in the southeast corner of the market. I'm willing to pay in chips or trade some of my current products. My face masks and nail polishes are really good!

JOB POSTING THREE! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY!

Hello. I need many dungeon slime cores, so I am looking for everyone and anyone willing to go slime hunting and gather some for me. We can negotiate pay based upon the number of slime cores brought. Do not inquire what the slimes or their cores are needed for.

Please bring all slime and slime core deliveries to back door of the Dried and Baked Sundries shop. Thank you!

JOB POSTING FOUR! I WANT COLLECTABLES!

If you're going into the dungeon, I want collectables. If you find that fabled treasure room, bring me back something cool and shiny. I'm willing to pay good money! I don't care what it is as long as it's hard to get and I can brag to my friends about it.

You can find me drinking in the tavern. I'll be wearing expensive velvet and a tiny hat with a feather.

PULL UP A CHAIR

► As a watering hole for adventurers looking for a place to kick back and relax with a hot beer, the tavern is a hot spot at all hours. Crude and sticky, there's never a dull moment at this establishment! Fights break out every night, drinking competitions are the norm, and it's the best place to gather information.

The tavern doubles as an inn, offering a dozen rooms above the bar for adventurers to cool their heels. A night's stay is relatively cheap and costs only a handful of chips.

► Guests can pick up jobs and quests from the tavern's request board. Postings vary in difficulty and payout. Anyone is welcome to pick them up and they can be completed for as long as the dungeon is active.

► Jobs and quests can be completed through the dungeon prompts below. They may be done multiple times. These job posters need a lot of supply!

► Guests can also list their own jobs and quests to the tavern's request board. While the board is typically meant to attract adventurers for hire, guests can advertise their own services this way. The bartender really doesn't care what goes up. She's too busy breasting boobily behind the counter in a corset that hikes her cleavage against her throat.

A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT

GOOD LUCK, NEW ARRIVALS

A TRENDY RENOVATION

► Low rank guests will be delighted to find that the basement has been completely renovated! Basement and maintenance floors have been converted into a realistic dungeon complete with gray stone, torchlight, and the echo of crawling monsters. Low rank suites have been temporarily adjusted to match the aesthetic.

► The communal bathroom has also been styled into a medieval latrine. Low rank guests can now enjoy bonding together over a communal trench and chamber pots. A helpful sign has been posted on the door advising guests to be wary of slimes coming up through the piping.

► Low rank guests that aren't happy with their living arrangements can check out the rooms above the tavern. They need only chat with the bartender and pay a fee for each night they wish to stay. It's up to them whether or not they think a dungeon filled with monsters or a raucous tavern is better for their beauty sleep.

NEW ARRIVALS

► New arrivals find themselves waking in various locations throughout the dungeon. Unlike low rank guests who have dungeon suites, new arrivals wake randomly in the upper and lower levels of the dungeon. Anywhere is fair game.

► New arrivals are considered dungeon monsters. In fact, wildcards are the number one hunted monster for the extremely popular sLaying quest! They'll have to keep on their toes if they don't want to be sexily sLayed.

► Stepping away from resort standard, wildcards wake dressed to embody their role as an erotic dungeon monster. The house knows that its guests have eclectic tastes, so monster costumes range from skimpy strategically placed furs to full body suits.

► What are dungeon monsters without drops? Wildcards will also wake with a pouch of valuables for adventurers to collect. These items can vary from useful ores, gemstones, and chip vouchers to random items like condoms, vegetables, and shiny rocks.

UPPER DUNGEON

START THE DESCENT

FLOOR 1

Heading down the stairs from the marketplace leads to the first floor of the dungeon. This is where all low rank suites have been condensed. Corridors are generally dry and well lit, with twisting ivy and torches lining the walls. Some guests say that it’s an improvement over the previously dreary, dirty basement.

Only a handful of monsters are brave enough to come close to the surface. The ones that do have low IQs and are easily defeated.

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► Barrels, crates, and chests can be found in corners and intersections. Low value materials, like perishables and basic clothing, can be found inside. This may or may not include the personal items of low rank guests misplaced during renovations. Whoops!

Watch out! Mimic chests love to hide amongst these crates. Opened mimic chests chase nearby guests, desperate to thrust their slimy tongues into any reachable orifice. They’re also quite dumb, happily repopulating areas where other mimics have been beaten. It isn’t uncommon to find a new one where an old one had been just yesterday!

► Sprigs of mistletoe grow over doors and dangle from the ceiling. Nothing happens when someone passes alone. The enchantment is only triggered when two or more people intersect. Those who cross under the mistletoe may find themselves unable to leave its proximity. As if an invisible bubble has appeared, attempts to leave will be rebuffed.

The mistletoe enchantment can only be broken by kissing. Some mistletoe may be satisfied with a brief kiss while others may require its victims to use tongue. Get ready for some smooching!

FLOOR 2

Multiple stairways across the first floor lead down to the second. As guests head down, they will find the temperature dropping and light dimming. The stairwell opens up to a reveal crumbling archways, staggered levels of ruins, and rich moss blanketing over stone.

This dungeon floor has several gaps between ruins and multiple pockets of open space. Old wooden bridges creak in the wind. Leaves flick across, carried on steady breeze. Treasure chests and harpy-like monsters can be found throughout the ruins.

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► Adventurers need to cross multiple bridges to make it to the next portion of the dungeon. However, they will find that they cannot cross these bridges alone. All bridges in this area vanish the moment someone steps out solo. Luckily, falls to the ground are cushioned by a thick blanket of moss.

Adventurers must step forward together, hand-in-hand, in order to cross. Guests that stop holding hands while crossing, hesitate, or mistrust one another will find the bridge vanishing from beneath their feet.

► Wind speeds spike dangerously at random intervals and send the floor into sub-freezing temperatures. During these times, it is advised that adventurers take cover, because they might end up blown away. There are sporadic abandoned campsites in caves and alcoves where guests can wait out the wind.

These campsites serendipitously offer a cozy bedroll. One cozy bedroll. With howling winds knocking out torchlight, the only way to keep warm is to cuddle up and share body heat. Oddly enough, the furious winds only calm down after adventurers snuggle. Weird!

FLOOR 3

Lush vegetation dominates the third floor. Pathways are challenging to follow beneath overgrown flora. Ancient trees twist between crumbling pillars. This dungeon forest is teeming with sexy floral monsters that blend with the brush and provoke adventurers with sensual whispers. Isn’t it amazing how accurate they are in pinpointing your kinks?

Monsters on this floor love to tease and fondle guests passing through. Adventurers cutting through the forest may end up groped by branches, leaves, and flowers. Or more! These floral monsters can get very handsy.

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► Treasure chests can be found throughout the dungeon forest. The floral monsters will try to protect them, but none of the monsters in this area are particularly strong. Wood nymphs seduce guests away from chests and vines will lash out to slap their hands. Chests on this floor are valuable, offering high-quality potions like elixirs and panaceas.

Not all potions are good. Some bottles are decoys that cause unwanted effects. The three most common decoys are love potions, hatemance potions, and flora potions.

LOVE POTION: A magical liquid designed to make the person who drinks it fall in love with the first person they see.

HATEMANCE POTION: A magical liquid designed to make the first person who drinks it fall into hate, coupled with passionate sexual desire, for the first person they see.

FLORA POTION: Liquefied chlorophyll designed to temporarily transform anyone who drinks it into a sexy monster. Monster need not be plant-based.

► An invasive species, the dongle flower, can be found in large number in the center of the forest. This flower’s fleshy petals phallically cone into one another and stand erect from a small cluster of leaves at its base. This flower is mostly known for its milk, which can be collected by pumping its petals. Those unfamiliar with this breed of flora may mistake it for a human penis, but closer investigation will confirm that it is indeed a plant.

Getting to close to the dongle flower comes with risks. This flower is notorious for ejaculating its milk when stimulated. Dongle flowers in close proximity may trigger one another and cause a chain of milk ejaculations. Dongle flower milk has analeptic properties that heighten virility, sensitivity, and sex drive. The more milk, the more potent.

LOWER DUNGEON

HALFWAY DOWN

FLOOR 4

A slope leads the way down to the fourth floor. Adventurers must be careful with their footing to avoid taking a spill because the path is steep and uneven. Why are these stones sticking up so much, anyway?!

Guests not watching their step may end up triggering a trap. After a trick stone sinks beneath their weight, a rumble echoes throughout the dungeon. This echo the ominous prelude to a giant boulder crashing down and rolling after them! (There is a nipple painted on the boulder.)

Those that don’t want to get squashed by the boulder may have to throw themselves off the ledge. Depending on where they decide to jump ship, they will end up in a different chamber designed to test their mettle.

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► CHAMBER ONE: An unfurnished room with no windows or doors. This chamber is deep, making it difficult to try and scale the walls back up to the path. Lone adventurers will end up stuck until someone else joins them, because the trap will not trigger until two or more guests are inside.

Once at least two guests are trapped, spikes spring from two opposing walls. They slowly begin to close in and a booming voice declares: BE EMOTIONALLY VULNERABLE OR DIE!

The floor will give way for guests that comply. Those that do not and cannot get out of the room on their own will be spiked. They may escape with injuries or die. If the latter, they will revive in the Broken Wing clinic.

► CHAMBER TWO: This chamber is divided into multiple parallel rooms. These rooms are designed to facilitate a specific kink between the guests trapped inside. They might be furnished with toys or vacant with only a gloryhole in a partition. Regardless, every room has a door locked shut with a bulky padlock.

After two guests have entered a booming voice declares: EXPLORE KINK OR REMAIN TRAPPED FOREVER!

Padlocks will drop and doors will open for guests that comply. Those that do not are doomed to be trapped forever… or figure a way out through demolition. That disembodied voice is going to be really salty when adventurers realize that last option exists.

FLOOR 5

Water commands the fifth floor. Adventurers must tread through dark and damp tunnels that lead into flooded chambers. Pools and rivers run throughout, with some areas reaching depths of 50 feet. Treasure chests are submerged but are worth the effort, offering ores, metals, and rare stones that can be used to enhance weapons with the blacksmith.

Reverse mermaids live in these waters. They enjoy swimming alongside adventurers and spreading their legs to show off how good they are for fucking.

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► Slimes ooze along the ceiling and plop into the water. They float along like jellyfish, but will direct themselves toward adventurers they sense nearby. Slimes vary in size and color, though the majority are small enough to cup between two hands. The mother slime, a giant slime hidden deep in the depths, occasionally appears to absorb adventurers into her gelatinous body.

Small and deceptively cute, these little monsters are attracted to adventurers and eager to ooze all over them. Different colored slimes and their secretions cause various physical reactions. Slimes can be mixed to create combination effects.

CLEAR SLIME: Clear slime is an aphrodisiac that can also be used as a lubricant.

PINK SLIME: Pink slime amplifies shyness and embarrassment.

PURPLE SLIME: Purple slime triggers sexual aggression and sadistic tendencies.

YELLOW SLIME: Yellow slime may enhance dominate or submissive inclinations.

MOTHER SLIME: Secretions from the mother slime trigger a breeding rut/heat. The more contact one has with the mother slime, the more intense the rut/heat.

► The water in this dungeon has unique properties. Adventurers that soak for long periods of time may find their skin clearing up, their hair becoming shinier, and their features becoming dewy and radiant. This water is imbued with beauty magic that intensifies the sexiness of those who drink or bathe in it. Everything they do, even sneezing or scratching an itch, will be tinted in a pink glow of attractive glamor.

Guests that soak for too long run the risk of becoming powerfully distracting. Beauty can be bewitching, so take care to not charm other adventurers into becoming obsessed admirers, lest you become an unwitting Helen of Troy!

Drinking the water comes with an additional potential side effect. The drinker's voice has a 25% chance of becoming hypnotic. They may be able to entrance others or cause them to orgasm through dirty talk alone.

FLOOR 6

Drying off won't be a problem after getting down to the sixth floor! The temperature jumps to a sweltering degree and light glints off silvery glass. Orange and red flicker and dance. Stepping into the yawning mouth of this massive floor reveals a giant pit of blazing fire beneath a twisting mirror maze.

Muscular minotaurs prowl, prepared to kidnap adventurers and whisk them away to their dens. This maze is also equipped with traps and enchantments designed to redirect guests back to the beginning entrance. Adventurers will need to use creativity and ingenuity to navigate this labyrinth while battling intense heat.

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► Guests can take cover in small chambers at maze corridor intersections. These rooms are also sweltering but, happily enough, there are magical air conditioners available! Two plates on opposite sides of the room must simultaneously be stepped on in order to activate the ice enchantment.

Comfort comes with a price. Something strange happens when magic sparks: the adventurers standing on the activation plates have swapped bodies! They won't be able to switch back immediately, either, because the ice enchantment has a cool down period. Their options are to either wait it out or go find another room with an unused ice enchantment!

► Adventurers that successfully navigate their way through the maze will find a long corridor leading to a massive shining door. They've found the exit down to the treasure room where riches upon riches are waiting. Money, money, money!!

Guests that let their guard down while walking to the door may end up shot with an arrow! In classic dungeon fashion, holes in the wall open and launch arrows all the way down to the entrance of the treasure room.

Getting shot by an arrow will trigger lust at first sight! Forget about everything else and look at your fellow dungeon crawler. Aren't they so erotic? Don't you really want to fuck them right now and forget about all that treasure? Or perhaps they're still rocking around in your swapped body. Isn't it suddenly tempting to fuck yourself?

TREASURE ROOM

IT DEFINITELY ISN'T CURSED

FLOOR 7: THE BOTTOM FLOOR

The final floor of the dungeon is a massive chamber glittering with precious gems, metals, and enchanted valuables. Piles and piles of gold coins are stacked as far as the eye can see. Treasure chests line the walls, overflowing with sparkling jewelry. Anyone that’s ever wanted to swim in piles of gold can finally make their dream come true.

Guests can take whatever they can carry. They have to make their way back up through the dungeon with it, so hopefully they came prepared!

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► Brave adventurers that managed to come this far deserve worthwhile gains. Those who enter the treasure room are welcome to pick up special treasures from the following selection. None of these items are game breaking, so players can pick up multiple or mix and match.

ECHO STONE: A small stone that fits in the palm of a hand. When tapped, it sends out a soft pulse that outlines nearby exits, hidden passages, or alternate routes in shimmering light.

EARRINGS OF FATE: A matching pair of diamond studs. If shared between two people, the wearers can sense each others’ location all times.

CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY: Shimmering silver fabric as smooth as water. Wearing this cloak grants invisibility.

THONG OF BRONZE: A bronze thong. Wearing this thong increases power, endurance, and speed, but only when worn alone.

RING OF PROTECTION: A simple gold ring enchanted to protect the wearer. While this is useful during battle, it also can act as birth control and prevent sharing diseases.

CLICK LOCK LOCKET: A simple golden heart-shaped locket. The wearer can open the locket and give themselves temporary body modifications for up to two hours at a time.

MECHANICAL MOUSE: A mechanical mouse that registers its master with a drop of blood. A little friend that can scout, transport small items, and fit into tiny spaces.

BRASS COMPASS: A small brass compass with delicate gears. It doesn’t point north. Instead, it points to the carrier's deepest desire or the object they seek the most.

FEATHER OF FLIGHT: A delicate feather that feels lighter than air itself. Grants the ability to fly for a short period but the user must have it in their possession and activate it. Works in bursts, such as allowing them to jump across wide gaps or avoid a deadly fall.

HAND OF LUCK: A small, silver broach shaped like a human hand, fingers outstretched in a gesture of good fortune. The hand grants increased luck to the user, influencing dice rolls, odds, or even the outcome of risky decisions. However, it only works once per day. When it activates it may make other things worse.

► An iridescent door glitters at the back of the treasure room. Written on an aged scroll pinned to the wall is an explanation that this door can send adventurers home. They will have abandon their companions for this opportunity, because one who uses the door must pass through alone. The scroll explains that the door will only work once within a span of several hours, making it impossible for anyone else to immediately use it. There is also the risk that it will never work again.

Of course, the door isn't really sending anyone back to their world. Guests that decide to take the leap will find themselves walking straight into their suite upstairs. The scroll didn't specify which home!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; anonymous; aphrodisiacs; BDSM dynamics; body swap; breeding kink; classic tropes; costumes; cum play; dubcon; death; enchantments; erotic plants; erotic monsters; entrapment; hypnotism; noncon; temperature play; traps; weapons; violence; voice kink

▶ 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 November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 1st.

▶ 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!

▶ 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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Comments

[laserguy]

Why wouldn't I be okay?

[Some snark sneaking into his voice, definitely cementing that Scott's still in there even as he steps closer to Dodger and presses one of his clawed hands against his chest, like he's checking him for injuries. If the other man winces or even flinches in pain, he might be getting a worried bird hovering over him for a while-- probably until the potion finally loses its effect on him.

Dodger may also notice that Scott's generating more heat, his feathers not exactly hot to touch, but he's certainly warmer compared to before. And for some reason, that thought sticks to his mind too, feeling like it's an important fact. The person before him is of fire but sometimes struggles with it and he's... always wanted to help with that.]

Still have your fire? [...] Still needing to control it?

[smokedout]

Well, you're a bird.

[He isn't really sure what else to say past that. He's worried about Scott being in his right mind, but... he seems to be thinking straight, he's not injured, so Dodger can't think anything to really fuss over.

Dodger winces as soon as that hand presses against his chest, even if he tries to hide it. Immediately his hand moves to cover Scott's, and move it to a spot in between the bruises. Over his heart, which feels somewhat more intimate.

Now that they're up close, now that they're touching, his focus is drawn to that heat. Temperatures are always sort of nebulous to Dodger, he doesn't feel them in the same way that others do, but he knows that Scott normally feels a little colder than him. He supposes this makes sense - Scott's been turned into a phoenix, they're all about fire.]

Yeah. [He hesitates.] ...Think you're fireproof right now?

[Seems polite to ask first, but if he gets a confirmation he's going to heat up and try burning Scott's hand. Just to see.]

[laserguy]

...I guess I'm not supposed to be a bird.

[A slow admittance, like Scott is finally realizing that no, he is not normally a bird. And shouldn't that be concerning? He's something that he normally isn't supposed to be. He doesn't feel any of that concern though, or that fear, strangely comfortable with his current state, especially as he lets his transformed hand press into Dodger's chest. Something about this gesture feels nice to him, intimate and warm and it's kind of the only thing he can really focus on.

Besides, being this close is appealing for a variety of reasons, so he keeps close to the older man. He'd rather not have this feeling be taken from him.]

Of course I'm fireproof. [Another puff up his chest, like he's insulted to be even asked that question. He's of fire and a bird, but mostly, he feels like nothing can actually burn him now.] You can't hurt me.

[And a triumph little preening noise leaves him as Dodger heats up but doesn't even make him flinch in the slightest.] I can handle you.

[smokedout]

[A bit of bemusement crosses Dodger's face, and for a moment he wonders if he should be doing something with Scott while he's struggling to remember he wasn't always a bird. But he certainly had no issues fucking anyone while he was a werewolf, and the ability to fuck Scott without worrying about his heat is far too tempting to worry about the details. They trust each other, this will be fine.

His hand moves, sliding up to cup Scott's cheek and guide him into a kiss. A little hungrier than it would be otherwise, he's geared up from the excitement of being able to let loose.]

We should make the most of it while you're like this, then. [Another kiss.] Let's find a comfortable spot, you can ride me.

[He figures that's the safest offer, rather than worrying about Scott's wings while he's on his back. He could probably figure it out, but still.]

[laserguy]

[There's more recognition that appears in his eyes, something finally more grounded cementing in his brain as the entirety of the other man draws closer and with that heat he always carries. Warm, but far from burning now, with Scott almost sinking into the guiding kiss, his lips parted and eagerly meeting his. And something about that feels so right and familiar, at least nice, that the fog surrounding his thoughts starts fading until he has full comprehension of what's happening in front of him.

Hey Dodger.

While it's fucking cheesy to think that a kiss fully pulled him from being a complete bird brain, it is kind of true, with Scott looking at him with clear blue eyes as they part from the kiss. And maybe just a little flustered when Dodger mentions him riding his dick. That's the first thing he really hears from him go figure--]

Dude, seriously?

[Another poke to his chest, this time with a little more of that familiar sass. But honestly, there really isn't anything protesting about him, Scott eagerly looking up and down at his form-- as if memorizing what the other looks like. Who knows when he'll get the chance to see him in color again. Plus, having Dodger's in him him, even when he's some weird bird right now, sounds really nice.]

But go lie down, jerk. [...] And don't forget to just let loose.

[smokedout]

[Dodger lets out a chuckle at the sass and the poke. There's zero shame here - he knows what he wants, and he knows Scott's been thinking about it just as much.]

Hold on - one thing first.

[He pulls up his Watch, and snaps a picture of Scott. Who knows when he'll get to see his eyes again, and that makes it more worth holding onto than half of the shit he takes photos of.

Once he's checked the photo to make sure he's satisfied with it, he finds a good spot to lay down and gestures for Scott to follow him.]

Alright, c'mere. If you can make your own fire, feel free - I like burns.

['Burns' being a sort of nebulous term in this case, since he's fireproof. But the feeling of fire against his skin that isn't his own is intoxicating.]

[laserguy]

[Yeah so what if he sometimes thinks about how big Dodger's dick is--

But Scott blinks a little when Dodger takes a picture of him, just assuming that he wants a photo of him when he's looking all different. Sure, guess that's fine, it's not like he'll look like this again. At least he doesn't look completely dumb as some sort of phoenix harpy, it could've been way worse. So, he doesn't question it, just moving closer to the older mutant as he lies back on the ground. Hopefully he doesn't get back pain from this--]

You... want to be burned? I don't want to hurt you.

[A flicker of uncertainty finally appears in his eyes. It's one thing for Dodger to let loose and not worry about hurting him at all with his fire, but it's another thing if he burns him in return. Even though he apparently likes it? Is this... a kink?? He's still getting used to that whole world, despite being here for a year, and he's mostly just experienced rather tame forms of sex.

It doesn't stop Scott from getting closer to Dodger though, his knees spreading so that he can comfortably sit on his abs for the time being, with one taloned hand pressing against the middle of his chest. Head cocked to the side, he lets his feathers start to flare up-- glowing more orange and getting warmer in a way that shows he has complete control over his form.

Go figure.]

[smokedout]

[Dodger snorts softly.]

You can't hurt me anyway. I'm fireproof, and I'm pretty sure I could take your optic blasts too.

[He probably couldn't, but Dodger's nothing if not blindly cocky. And not afraid in the slightest of dying, although he'd be hesitant to put Scott through the stress of killing him.

His hands settle on Scott's hips, letting the younger man get comfortable and letting out a contented little sigh at the feeling of heat against his skin. In turn he slips a hand under Scott's shirt, scratching along his skin with dull fingernails and leaving burning lines in their path.]

Those claws can probably do some damage, but I don't mind that. Blood really gets me going.

[His own blood, or his partners'. Although he's shifting his tone to sound like he's joking, because he's just... floating a taste of his own depravity, seeing how Scott likes it.]

[laserguy]

[The slight poke about his actual mutant powers gets Scott to flare up a little, his body turning that much hotter with an indignant squawk leaving him. Look, whatever complicated feelings that he has about his optic blasts, they're still his powers!! He can still do a lot of damage!! He almost wants to show that he can prove Dodger wrong, his eyes turning red just a moment like they're about ready to expel those concussive beams, but they revert back to their blue as he settles back on him with a grunt.

Guess he'll let it go, for now.

Partly because Dodger's hand is now pressing hot, so hot against his skin, but it doesn't hurt at all. In fact, it's nice, because he's always enjoyed being warm and close to others, but it's further compounded by the fact that Dodger really doesn't have to hold back with his powers right now. He doesn't have to keep that strict control, something he knows is tiring.

His skin heats up in return and this time, to the point that it would be extremely painful to touch normally. Almost like touching an oven. He lets the heat run up and down his body, warm enough that Dodger can probably feel it through both of their pants as he continues to sit and squirm right on his pelvis.]

...Huh? [More blinking about that revelation, with said claw digging slightly into Dodger's chest and through the shirt that he's been wearing, piercing holes through the material although he doesn't pierce his skin yet.] You really want me to hurt you? Like give you a few scratches down your chest...?

[He seems a little dubious, not entirely sure about the idea of getting blood everywhere as they fuck. But. Guess a few small scratches would be okay?? Just nothing beyond that.] Guess I should've known you like it rough.

[smokedout]

[Dodger lets out a noise similar to a purr, as Scott's skin heats up enough to burn. This is good - he can feel it through the fabric of their clothing, and it makes him hungry to get all that clothing out of the way.]

I really want you to hurt me.

[He reaches up, to cup Scott's cheek and guide him down into a kiss. Brief, but there's definitely a bit of tongue involved.]

As much as you want. [A pause.] Even if the amount you want is zero.

[He figures he should tack that on, because there is an expectation to get more. But there's nothing satisfying about getting bled by someone who doesn't like it, they always cut too shallow.]

Or you can just rip my shirt open. That's hot, too.

[laserguy]

[Easy to return that kiss at least, though that hesitation to really hurt Dodger keeps Scott from acting out too wildly still. He's just... he's always been so careful with his partners before, with everyone that he's slept with, and this is the first time someone really asked him to hurt them like this. It's something really brand new to him, and even if he's unsure about it, it's more than clear that Dodger wants it. Is pain really something enjoyable??

But then he offers to rip his shirt off and. That he can do. Without problem.

With a satisfied coo, Scott grips his talons right into Dodger's shirt before ripping it open with a loud tear, and he doesn't stop there, claws pulling and flinging the material off him in a heated manner like he wants nothing more than to see all that muscle once again. Look, he likes buff guys a lot, maybe, Scott is still sort exploring a lot of things about himself, but it'd be hard to deny it with how enthusiastic he is about this-- with one talon actually catching a bit of skin on his chest and cutting lightly into the center of him.

And despite knowing that Dodger is okay with it-- he pull his claw back instantly.]

Sorry!

[smokedout]

[Dodger relaxes a bit as his shirt is ripped off, exposing all the muscles and tattoos underneath. He has a complicated relationship with his appearance, but he knows empirically that he looks good. So there's a certain kind of confidence that comes with that, and knowing Scott likes what he sees.

And then there's the talon digging into him, and Dodger shivers, letting out a soft groan that definitely wasn't painful. It's light, barely enough to pierce through the baseline of heroin dulling his responses, so he's left with just the endorphins from the cut. It makes his skin pulse, with a small amount of extra heat.]

Don't apologize.

[His hand wanders down to Scott's hair, and guides him downward. Might as well take the opportunity to corrupt him a little further.]

Here, run your tongue over the cut. It'll make it better.

[Dodger's blood doesn't taste good - like everything else about him, it carries that faint sickly-sweet note of gasoline. But he doesn't really think that's the point of this, the point is for Scott to see how much Dodger is enjoying himself.]

[laserguy]

[Even if he didn't hear Dodger's words, that flare of responsive heat just to that cut was more than telling. It helps, once more, to assuage Scott's worries, even if they aren't completely gone, but actually feeling his reaction instead of just hearing those reassurances have went far. Dodger really likes a bit of pain in sex... guess uh, that's cool? Really never anything he ever focused on, and while he's not exactly entirely comfortable yet, he doesn't try to struggle as Dodger guides his head downward to the bleeding cut.

Relatively small, a line running down his chest, but blood is definitely welling up and a pink tongue darts out from Scott's mouth to take that first taste of copper gasoline.

It's... really not great tasting and he's not enjoying it in particular, but really, it is Dodger's reactions to him-- how his skin continues to flare up, the way his body just responds to him, that gets him to continue pressing his own warm tongue against the minor injury. First starting at the bottom before tracing all the way up and then running back down, all the while tasting mutant blood and accepting it for what it is. Honestly, it's not any worse than getting smacked in the face and swallowing his own blood from a bloody nose or whatever.

At least he's making someone else feel good from it. His clawed hand presses down near the injury, covering around one pec, but Scott's full focus is still on the cut and sliding his tongue against it, over and over. If nothing, he's definitely dedicated to a task once he sets his mind to it.]

[smokedout]

[Dodger tips his head back, closing his eyes and just enjoying the feeling of it. There's the sting of the cut being irritated, and that feels good, but the soft, wet pressure of Scott's tongue against his skin is incredible. Each lick earns a soft pulse, but after a while he ends up chuckling.]

You don't have to eat it out.

[His grip tightens softly in Scott's hair to guide him down further - why not, he wants to feel more of his mouth.]

Keep licking, wherever you want. You can bite, too - soft bites, don't try and break the skin.

[Dodger's abs are usable muscle, not necessarily visible, so he figures there's plenty of extra skin at nip at. And while the hand he's guiding Scott with is gentle, only nudging him if he lingers too long in one spot, there's a general expectation to keep moving downward. Closer to his cock, which is already straining hard against his jeans.]

[laserguy]

[Was he eating it out? A flicker of heat rushes across his cheeks from having that be pointed out to him, with Scott swallowing and trying to clear the taste of blood from his mouth.]

Oh... right.

[There's some surge of relief that runs through him that Dodger doesn't want him to break the skin. Soft bites he can do without problem. So, as he's guided downward, unchanged teeth soon lightly bites into skin-- pulling just enough from muscle to apply a firm pressure, before moving onto the next patch of skin and doing the same thing. It's clear that Scott is taking his time with this, a certain dedication guiding his movements, although not being allowed to take too long, until he's leaving a trail of faint bite marks down his abdomen. Bite marks lined with saliva, wet and shining, all messy but Scott likes that too.

And then he reaches the top of his jeans. He can see that the other man is already hard, the visible bulge pushing against fabric and making Scott flush further but he also feels proud. Wanting. A part of him wanting to touch Dodger already, rip open his jeans and.

This time, without any prompting, he reaches his clawed hand to start ripping into the fabric of his jeans-- hopefully Dodger doesn't mind going around the dungeon in his underwear later. But despite that heated desire running through him and nearly matching the heat his wings are flaring to, he's still careful and he doesn't go near his cock yet. Though remembering how much the other mutant liked that cut from before, he digs into the skin of his thigh just a bit deeper, and maybe a little alarmingly close to his dick, with nail penetrating skin and slicing down part of his thigh with blood trailing along.

Then he grabs the material of the jeans, at least that side of it, before roughly ripping and tearing it off and flinging it away from them both.]

[smokedout]

[It's exactly what he wanted - Dodger's eyes stay closed at first, before he opens them to admire the sight of Scott's lips traveling over his skin. Each bite earns a gentle pulse of heat, and a soft noise under Dodger's breath or a catch in his throat.

A huff of laughter escapes him when Scott starts ripping his jeans. Losing them is a problem for later - he can go invisible, so he doesn't mind walking around naked to get back to his suite if he has to. It's worth it, to see Scott taking to this so eagerly, and Dodger's happy to shift in whatever way he needs to to help him get them off.

The claws in his thigh earn a pleasurable groan, and his cock twitches impatiently from it. Now that the smell of blood is properly filling the air, Dodger is feeling a sort of euphoria that few other things bring him - he feels calm and alive and voraciously horny all at once.]

Fuck, that's good... lick there too. Just a couple times. And don't lick your lips afterward.

[He's not going to say it, in case it wigs Scott out, but he wants to see blood smeared on his lips when he gets around to sucking Dodger's cock. Which he's going to guide Scott toward, once that first instruction is followed.]

[laserguy]

[With his jeans already halfway torn, it doesn't take much for Scott to finish the rest of the job, claws digging into the ripped material and almost roughly tearing it off of the other mutant so that he's lying naked underneath him and it's a sight that gets the mutant to stop for a moment as he takes him in. Because he is a sight, bite marks still visible from earlier, along with those two cuts that he's personally made onto that strong body. One cut not really bleeding anymore, but the other is, and it's not like he's still fully into it, but hearing Dodger's voice, saying how good it is... that he wants him to lick there too.

He can do it, for him. He doesn't see himself really doing this normally, but since Dodger really enjoys it and letting him let loose when he has to be in control so much otherwise...

Scott leans forward, one clawed hand holding his opposite thigh as the other grips the one he's leaning to, all before his mouth presses into the light injury and cooper gasoline fills his senses once more. Not great, but it's not about that, because seeing Dodger groan-- with his penis pulsing right near his head is what really brings him satisfaction in all this. His own need starting to harden in his own jeans as he continues to lick across the wound, before pulling back and directing his attention to the older man's flushed cock.

He really has to stop himself from licking his lips. He doesn't fully get that direction, but he starts lowering his mouth to that engorged head-- lips parting just enough so that he can wrap them around his tip with a flare of heat once against emitting from his own transformed body. The only thing warmer than his wings is the interior of his mouth, warm, almost impossibly and dangerous so, and he keeps Dodger's tip locked in that warm suction as he sucks.

Scott's blue eyes flare, a flicker of red returning, but he reaffirms his grip on Dodger's thighs while still keeping him in.]

[smokedout]

[A groan of pleasure escapes him when Scott's tongue travels over that wound, bringing that sting and the scent of more blood. Dodger lets out a shuddering breath as Scott's lips press around his cock, and shifts his hips to hold himself back from the urge to buck into him. It's an intoxicating sight, made all the better by the fact that he doesn't have to hold back any of his heat.

That flicker of red in Scott's eyes pulls him back to reality for a moment, though. Not enough to pull him up and check on him, but enough to fuss. Dodger's fingers card through Scott's hair, and scratch gently at his scalp.]

Hey. Close your eyes, just while you're doing this.

[Just while there's a chance of those optic blasts going through Dodger's stomach. Idly, it occurs to him that if they went off later, when Scott is riding him and can be looking up at the ceiling... that would actually be incredibly hot. He just doesn't want to get hit with them himself.]

[laserguy]

[There's a flicker of attention that goes straight to Dodger's face, his eyes shifting from blue to red and back, like he's on the cusp of his mutation returning once more. Definitely a little dangerous given their current positions and so he's glad for the warning, because unlike the first time when his eyes started hurting so much, Scott barely notices it now. He doesn't know why, but he understands why Dodger told him to close his eyes and so he does so, only letting that bit of shame flare up in him briefly before eyelids cover pupils.

He can control this much about him, without the aid of his glasses. It sucks that he still has to keep that in mind, but it's nothing new. There's a potential pit there that he could easily fall into, but as his tongue starts sliding all along the sensitive skin of Dodger's dick, those more negative thoughts fade. This is still good and he's still mostly proud to give the other mutant an opportunity to lose control. That's important.

Besides, he likes his dick.

And so with increased enthusiasm, Scott carefully brings a textured claw over to the base of Dodger's cock, gripping it just enough so that he can hold him without piercing anything. A hold for himself with some exertion of control over the other, before he starts to guide more and more of him into his mouth, all the while his lips keep pressed tight around him, a light suction forming as he pays the utmost attention to him. Heat from his mouth still so warm, almost burning, but if Dodger can't get hurt and wants this, then he wants this too. Feel the whole length of him sliding deeper into his mouth until his lips meet his hand.]

[smokedout]

[Dodger keeps petting Scott encouragingly, trying to offer some level of comfort for the frustration of his powers acting up. He gets it - he's still trying to get his fire under control, and it still bothers him every single time that he burns someone without meaning to. Especially now that he's been getting properly entangled with multiple people who aren't fireproof.

Fuck, though, it's hard to think about much of anything while Scott's down there. Dodger lets out a soft hiss as the younger man takes in more of him, and his skin pulses with a bit of extra heat. As if he isn't already on the verge of glowing from it. Scott's mouth feels hot, and the fact that Dodger can feel it makes his hips buck up into that heat before he can think better of it.]

Fuck... move your hand.

[The first buck was accidental, but it felt too good to pass up. Although Dodger is sort of asking permission to get rough, by not just pushing Scott's hand out of the way. He figures that still counts as being responsible.]

[laserguy]

[Those moments of flared heat almost makes him smile around Dodger's cock, he just has the inability to given his current position. It's just really nice to be able to endure the other mutant's powers without any sort of issue, not only because of giving him the chance, but also just... sort of feeling powerful in his own right. What, being immune to fire is pretty cool. Maybe being a fire harpy thing isn't too bad, and it's definitely good in this moment.

Plus, with his vision gone once more, his other senses feel more sensitive.

He briefly seems to think about listening to Dodger's command, unsure of how much he can really take of him into his mouth, especially with that sudden buck almost getting him to flinch, but fuck it. They're already going past normal things, with him being transformed like this and Dodger letting lose with his powers, and so he moves his hand to grip the older mutant's hip-- while the other keeps warm and secure around a thigh. Two things for him to hold onto as he slowly starts to lower his mouth more around Dodger's dick, lips lowering closer to his base while at the same time he accepts him into the depths of his mouth. There's certainly some struggling there, like Scott isn't used to it, but he's trying. A part of him just feels determined to do so, show that he can.

Even as his tongue is now pressed to the underside of his cock, sliding around and teasing, even if it's mostly just Scott trying to get used to this more than anything else.]

[smokedout]

[As careless as Dodger tends to be, he is aware that Scott is less experienced than most of his other partners. So even when Scott obeys him, he doesn't go straight for it. He moves slowly, rocking his hips up to press against the back of his throat and then pulling back a bit. Barely half of him fits in Scott's mouth, so he's going to have to get into the younger mutant's throat to get the stimulation he wants, but... he hesitates, just because he knows himself. And how difficult it is at the best of times to be gentle.]

Relax your throat, like you're gulping down water. Take your left hand, fold your fingers over your thumb and press it down against your palm, it'll counteract your gag reflex.

[Not that he has any idea how that works, it's likely just a placebo effect. But he'll wait until Scott's tried it out, before pushing Scott's head down to try and bury himself in his throat.]

[laserguy]

[His eyes clench just a bit harder as Dodger's girth slides deeper into his mouth, with just the tip of him entering his throat and causing him to swallow almost uncomfortably around him. How much is left of the older mutant? He can't open his eyes to see and his hands are gripping on other parts of Dodger, and there's a moment of trepidation about all this even though that determination to keep going is also there.

What if he chokes and throws up? Or accidentally bites him??

The only thing that makes him relax and instead of panic or pull away is Dodger's almost gentle words, guiding and telling him what to do, without pushing him too much. Giving him the time to follow his advice, trying hard to relax his throat and imitate the feeling of gulping down water, while he folds his fingers over his thumb-- at least the most he can while his hand is more claw like.

Maybe that's how physiology works, but it's clear that just listening to a string of orders helps Scott anyway-- getting him to relax just a bit so that he can take more of Dodger into his throat. And he just continues from there. There's a flare of nostrils as his throat becomes entirely lodged with the older man's cock, but that need to keep going overcomes any resistance and he seals his lips around the base of his dick once he finally reaches him-- all before starting to suck him deeply and heartily as the walls of his esophagus clenches around him, tight and embracing.

If his other hand digs just a bit painfully into Dodger's thigh, don't mind him.]

[smokedout]

[Dodger takes note of how his instructions are helping - no surprise, he always finds it easier to follow directions than to make his own decisions and hope he's doing something right.

And fuck, Scott feels good. He can feel that he's not used to it just from the way his throat flutters around him, and that mixed with the enthusiasm is a heady mixture. It's the tightening of Scott's grip on his thigh that drives Dodger to keep going, lifting Scott's head up a bit so he can buck up into him.

It's rough and reckless, and he's large enough that he can move quite a bit without actually leaving the younger man's throat. It takes some effort to slide back out into his mouth occasionally, just to give him a chance to catch his breath, but he'll still likely leave him dizzy. Dodger at least realizes that he can't safely do this as long as he'd need to get off, but he's going to indulge as long as he thinks he can, before dragging Scott back up to check on him.]

[laserguy]

[His eyes remain obediently shut, but there's no blocking the muffled noises that begin to spill from his stuffed throat as he tries to keep the pace going and match Dodger's own sliding and bucking movements. Everything is so heated and overwhelming, and it's not because of his fire or Dodger's heat-- but just trying to keep him in his mouth without choking. It's so much and yet it's addicting, feeling each thrust run into the depths of his mouth before pulling back. He swears he can feel him slide against his walls and any wrong movement might get him to really choke, but it doesn't make him slow down at all. Lips are still spread wide and on the verge of being uncomfortable, but that dedication to keep going stops Scott from pulling away. It'd be like giving up and he doesn't want that.

Even if another guttural noise surrounds Dodger's dick, the sound vibrating all around him and signaling that Scott may be struggling more than he's letting on. It's not like he can voice it, though his hand may start clenching almost painfully around the older mutant's thigh.

Which is why there's a slight gasp of relief when Dodger pulls him back up, though his jaw remains wide open with flushed lips, a bit of drool sliding from the corner of his mouth as he breathes loudly. Okay, oxygen? Hello again, nice to have you. More ragged breaths pull from the slightly recovering teen and yet throughout all that, his eyes are still closed.]

Why'd you stop? [He asks and yet his voice sounds kind of strained. That's probably why.] Was it okay?