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Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our mid-rank suites for all new arrivals. We ask current mid-rank guests to welcome any new arrivals that may temporarily be assigned to their room while we process reservations.
Exciting news! The Phoenix Casino has undergone a renovation. Guests are invited to come enjoy refreshed facilities, games, and lounges. We don't think you'll ever want to leave!
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▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; anonymous; BDSM; confessions; costumes; dubcon; entrapment; gambling, hierarchy; pet play; power dynamics; public sex; punishment; sex toys; supernatural
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["Suck hand," huh. He only pulls his eyes up to meet Rin's once she speaks up.]
Yeah, I do.
[He approaches her smoothly, leaning his hip against the table as he takes her hand with his own, raising it to his lips to place a kiss on the back of her hand. He trails kisses down to her index and middle fingers until he reaches their tips, and then slides them delicately into his mouth, making sure his top teeth are out of the way. Eyes closed, he runs his tongue over her fingers, the saliva in his mouth thoroughly coating them as he gently sucks on them for a few seconds. He opens his eyes, leaving them half-lid as he slides her fingers back out, and glances to her. A pretty intimate moment... until he speaks:]
[It's as if she can't help herself. As Jayce runs that hot muscle against her fingers she follows the urge to pin his tongue down. To play and toy with him while her cheeks flood with color and heat. While Rin may have started strong, it seems they're far too alike for her to be able to keep a break-away lead.
Jayce releases her fingers, and the rush of cool air from the room quickly wicks away the warmth from the saliva he leaves behind. It makes her skin come alive with goosebumps as she shivers.]
...Right. [She breathes out, attempting to steady herself.] My turn.
[Blue eyes break away from his stare as she reaches again for the dice. The way she rolls them is quick. Hasty. Eager to move onto the next challenge so she can take back her lead.]
[His eyes had almost flickered open when she pressed down on his tongue, but he kept his poise. It was worth keeping his cool, the first thing he saw upon opening his eyes again was the flush on her cheeks. The way she tries to act like it was no big deal for her is unexpectedly cute, along with the carelessness of her movements afterward giving it all away.
The dice tumble around, revealing now "KISS NECK."
Jayce stares down at the dice, back up to Rin, assuming she'll be up for this challenge as well. He begins to loosen his tie enough to undo the top buttons of his shirt.]
Oh my, baring yourself for me? What a gentleman, reducing a lady's workload. Now tell me: would you be too bored if it were just a kiss?
[A tease, a jab. Implying that he's a masochist, but also opening the floor for him to invite her to sink her teeth in. Does he want a bruising kiss? Does he want his skin to purple and ache? Should she leave him with a tender spot to remember her by?
While awaiting his answer she moves in close. Her knee slots in between his legs to press into the cushion of his seat as a point of balance - for when she eventually has to lean in, of course.]
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Yeah, I do.
[He approaches her smoothly, leaning his hip against the table as he takes her hand with his own, raising it to his lips to place a kiss on the back of her hand. He trails kisses down to her index and middle fingers until he reaches their tips, and then slides them delicately into his mouth, making sure his top teeth are out of the way. Eyes closed, he runs his tongue over her fingers, the saliva in his mouth thoroughly coating them as he gently sucks on them for a few seconds. He opens his eyes, leaving them half-lid as he slides her fingers back out, and glances to her. A pretty intimate moment... until he speaks:]
I also don't have a handkerchief.
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Jayce releases her fingers, and the rush of cool air from the room quickly wicks away the warmth from the saliva he leaves behind. It makes her skin come alive with goosebumps as she shivers.]
...Right. [She breathes out, attempting to steady herself.] My turn.
[Blue eyes break away from his stare as she reaches again for the dice. The way she rolls them is quick. Hasty. Eager to move onto the next challenge so she can take back her lead.]
i had to reroll a few times... genuinely got 8+5
The dice tumble around, revealing now "KISS NECK."
Jayce stares down at the dice, back up to Rin, assuming she'll be up for this challenge as well. He begins to loosen his tie enough to undo the top buttons of his shirt.]
sometimes you must control the narrative, ALAS
[A tease, a jab. Implying that he's a masochist, but also opening the floor for him to invite her to sink her teeth in. Does he want a bruising kiss? Does he want his skin to purple and ache? Should she leave him with a tender spot to remember her by?
While awaiting his answer she moves in close. Her knee slots in between his legs to press into the cushion of his seat as a point of balance - for when she eventually has to lean in, of course.]