【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our new inn for all new arrivals. Wildcards are invited to enjoy rest and relaxation while getting to know their fellow inn patrons. Current guests are encouraged to make reservations at the inn for some self-care. Prices are discounted to celebrate the new year.
All patrons have exclusive access to new additions at Crane's Respite and Heron's Retreat. The inn itself also provides a unique experience unlike anything else in the Golden Peacock.
We aim to have all guests moved into their suites as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience! 】
▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; BDSM; body modification; competition; costumes; dubcon; group sex; petplay; public sex; punishment; sex toys; stripping; supernatural; transformation
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▶ 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. This month we also have an ongoing ATP / EMP where players can connect. Please feel free to utilize this for all of your peafowl needs!
▶ 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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[So much for Tseng's composure. Maybe it's all the worse for Tseng's composure, even, to hear the thought finished not in his own voice but in Rufus's, low and ragged and finally settled firmly into the realm of arousal born of passion instead of fury. They've spoken before, haven't they, about the things they can do here that could never happen in Midgar, the liberties they're finally free to take. A vow like that could never pass between them back home, at least not aloud. It's the sort of thing they might've said ten years ago, fifteen — young and stupid and too reckless to know better.
The thought blooms warm and possessive in the pit of Rufus's stomach. Where Tseng is concerned, he really does seem to land his most memorable moments in elevators.
In the last moment before Tseng withdraws, Rufus reaches for him, clasping his face and claiming his mouth in a kiss that's as much like he's out to devour him as it is anything else, rough and hungry and possessive. Just a little something to tide them over as they hurry down the hall and he keys them into his room, all but dragging Tseng inside in his haste to kick the door shut behind them.
As the door swings shut, the familiar metallic jingle of a chain collar rings out against the marble. Unsurprisingly, Darkstar has come to the door as she always does, waiting patiently to see who dares enter her master's penthouse. Fortunately, even in their chaotic state of dress and feverish haste, Rufus and Tseng check out — and Darkstar merely wags her tail in greeting until she's treated to Rufus's usual gesture dismissing her from her vigil.]
...Hurry.
[Hurry, he insists, and for good reason. It wouldn't be the first time they've fucked in the entryway. It's going to take quite a lot of dedicated focus to make it through the penthouse to his bed — particularly when Rufus is already pulling at his tie and the buttons of his shirt, seemingly content to shed pieces of his outfit like breadcrumbs all the way to their destination.]
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[So much for Tseng's composure. Maybe it's all the worse for Tseng's composure, even, to hear the thought finished not in his own voice but in Rufus's, low and ragged and finally settled firmly into the realm of arousal born of passion instead of fury. They've spoken before, haven't they, about the things they can do here that could never happen in Midgar, the liberties they're finally free to take. A vow like that could never pass between them back home, at least not aloud. It's the sort of thing they might've said ten years ago, fifteen — young and stupid and too reckless to know better.
The thought blooms warm and possessive in the pit of Rufus's stomach. Where Tseng is concerned, he really does seem to land his most memorable moments in elevators.
In the last moment before Tseng withdraws, Rufus reaches for him, clasping his face and claiming his mouth in a kiss that's as much like he's out to devour him as it is anything else, rough and hungry and possessive. Just a little something to tide them over as they hurry down the hall and he keys them into his room, all but dragging Tseng inside in his haste to kick the door shut behind them.
As the door swings shut, the familiar metallic jingle of a chain collar rings out against the marble. Unsurprisingly, Darkstar has come to the door as she always does, waiting patiently to see who dares enter her master's penthouse. Fortunately, even in their chaotic state of dress and feverish haste, Rufus and Tseng check out — and Darkstar merely wags her tail in greeting until she's treated to Rufus's usual gesture dismissing her from her vigil.]
...Hurry.
[Hurry, he insists, and for good reason. It wouldn't be the first time they've fucked in the entryway. It's going to take quite a lot of dedicated focus to make it through the penthouse to his bed — particularly when Rufus is already pulling at his tie and the buttons of his shirt, seemingly content to shed pieces of his outfit like breadcrumbs all the way to their destination.]