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TDM 01: TAKE 3
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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】
EVENS
EVENS
Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS
A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY
The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL
Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE
Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT
For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR
The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
GAME ROOMS
The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players should mod NPCs and dealers as they like. Characters may win big with medium and large payouts when gambling. They can also lose big as well!
▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
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▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
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▶ Most importantly, we wish you and your loved ones a happy and healthy holiday season!!!!!
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I am. I like to charm beautiful people like you. Is it working?
... But really, he can read a room every now and then. Perhaps later, if they ever have need to grow accustomed to each other's incongruencies. For right now, Tighnari is too kind, too yielding for that sort of behavior, and Midnight isn't about to spoil the mood. Midnight lets the confidence show through instead, pressing his thumb to Tighnari's lip, against his fang (not too hard, can't break skin, he won't know), then pulling Tighnari's chin to his mouth, closing his eyes, and laying a kiss there. Open mouthed, but sweet, lazy. Contact for the sake of contact.
He draws back a little, pauses, then sinks in for another kiss, his hand slowly drawing up Tighnari's back, slipping underneath his top to trace the shape of his shoulderblades. He really is very lovely... ]
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- but then midnight is pulling him in, their mouths meeting in a slow, soft kiss, and he softens again, closing his eyes and tilting his head to better align their mouths. normally, tighnari might be a bit more coy, might withhold himself a little more, but there's something about this place that feels freeing in a terribly dangerous way.
for now, he allows it. he melts into it, sinking against midnight's body, the tension bleeding out of his limbs, the tip of his tail curling when those curious fingers slip beneath the back of his top. this feels good. nice. midnight has charmed his way through tighnari's sharp exterior with all the ease it would take to tear through a wet leaf, and he's well aware of it, content to allow it, to bask in it. they kiss again, and this time tighnari presses in with a little more confidence, both padded hands sliding upward and into that mane of dark hair.
his lips part, breath rushing, goosebumps rippling down his forearms as he drags his teeth against midnight's lower lip. ]
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Once he's properly crumpled Tighnari's shirt, exposing his back, his bare chest pressed against Midnight's shirt, he smooths down Tighnari's side, toward the curve of his backside, fingers nudging at the base of that soft tail, the gentle clink of gold chains against his palm breaking the sound of soft breathing in his ears. He's doing his best to match Tighnari's energy, but the temptation of his body is certainly getting in the way. ]
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as that wicked hand smooths over his backside, midnight will feel the way tighnari's mouth curves into a smile against his lips, and when he speaks into the minimal space between them his voice is low, rough. ]
Mm.. my Master knows what he wants.
[ and tighnari is in a giving mood. he shifts his hips, rocking them fluidly downward as he slides one bared thigh against midnight's hip, his pulse spiking, heat flooding his lower belly, a shiver rippling down his tail. that purr kicks up again, rolling in his chest as tighnari's hands slip from midnight's dark hair to find their way beneath the hem of his shirt again, padded fingertips searching. ]
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I do. My Pet is so sweet, so kind, so patient. He deserves a reward.
[ He pulls back briefly, unbuttoning his shirt and shrugging out of it, allowing Tighnari's fingers access to whatever he likes. He returns his hands to Tighnari, to his hips, and he answers the roll of them with one of his own, firm and sure, the swell of his cock pushing against the front of his trousers, between Tighnari's legs. Midnight kisses Tighnari gently on the dip of his chest, just under where that purr rumbles. If this is a gift, Midnight's happy to receive it, but he'd like to think Tighnari will enjoy his own reward as well. ]
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he turns his head enough that his breath is gusting against midnight's jaw, before his tongue flits out to trace the pointed length of his partner's ear, learning the taste of his skin. ]
Hmm.. what to do with you.
[ he murmurs, one hand trailing down midnight's belly now, while tighnari grinds down against the top of his thigh. unfastening midnight's trousers one handed is a dexterous feat, but he manages well enough, before slipping his hand down into the front of them, his padded palm pressing against the shape of midnight's cock. ]
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He groans, he bucks a little into Tighnari's hand, he'd meant — he'd meant to pleasure himself against Tighnari's body, test the sensitivity of his neck, his back, his stomach. That Tighnari would be bold enough to put his own desires down on the table first... People don't usually take this sort of initiative. Not with him. People are shy. Midnight is not. Therefore, he always goes first. It's just how things are.
His ear is wet. He shudders, looking Tighnari in the eye, mouth panting a little. His hands certainly know what to do, shoving their underthings off and tossing them away, settling back on Tighnari's waist and sliding up over his sides, his chest, up to his neck, cupping his face, but when he kisses Tighnari again, his expression is a little lost, breaths shallow and wet in his confusion. Caught on the back foot, unprepared. ]
With me...? I was wondering... about you.
[ His head, his heart, and his body are moving at different speeds. He tries tugging Tighnari to him, but he suddenly whines even as Tighnari settles closer on his body, even when he settles a hand on Tighnari's cock. He can't focus, doesn't know what Tighnari wants. No, he knows what Tighnari wants, he's made that obvious. Midnight is no longer certain what he wants. What he's supposed to want in this situation. (Has he really been escorting for 20 years...?) ]
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tighnari is absolutely confident, he always has been, especially when the ground beneath him feels solid and still. as sweet and nerdy as he can be, between the sheets he's very capable, very assured. this had been going well, hadn't it? tighnari's hand stills for a moment, everything coming to a grinding halt. ]
Hmm? What's wrong?
[ both ears prick tall, swiveling forward attentively as he searches midnight's face for any indication that he might have changed his mind. he's still being touched, still peeling tighnari's clothing off, so it feels safe to assume that midnight still wants this, but tighnari needs to be sure. leaning in, he bunts their foreheads together gently, then nips playfully at midnight's lower lip. ]
Second thoughts?
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[ He coughs, flushing harder. Well... It has been a while since he’s been the Demon King. It’s not as though he’s flustered, or at least he isn’t unsalvageably so.
He dares peek through his eyelashes. Tighnari’s there, sweet, a tiny bit flushed. The ghost of that nip floats through him. Something about culture, something about kindness. A question on his lips that Tighnari might be able to answer.
But not the important one, here. Here’s the important question: Isn’t trying to please others so tiresome? ]
My apologies, Pet. You’re very beautiful. I believe I’m a bit overwhelmed.
[ Midnight tilts his head, kisses back. For the first time in at least a decade, his heart aches from the way it flutters. ]
The same, please. But slower, if I may ask.
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I'm sorry, I got overzealous.
[ his voice is soft, velvety in texture, and he nudges their noses together; with how confident midnight had been, tighnari's a bit surprised at this turn of events, but he's a versatile enough fox, he can shift the mood again.
another kiss to midnight's mouth, then one to his jaw, before tighnari moves, sliding off of midnight's body to lie on his side, his padded fingers dragging slowly down his partner's stomach. propping his head against one hand, he watches midnight's face, his tail thumping gently against the sheets as he observes. ]
How about.. I get comfortable, and you can do whatever feels best.
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Midnight takes a breath, shakes off the embarrassment. Right. In the past now. In the present is Tighnari, warm and sweet and patient and comfortable. He focuses on the hands smoothing over him, the lips on his body, letting a quiet sigh fall from his lips before he reaches out and wraps an arm around Tighnari's waist. He pulls their bodies close, presses them fully together, feels Tighnari's length nudge gently at his hip, and lets his own hips roll forward to match, softly. ]
Not your fault, darling. I. [ He licks his lips, lowers his gaze, lets his hand follow the line of Tighnari's tail. He's pretty abashed about this realization, but it's better than ignorance by a lot. ] It's difficult for me to recognize when my affections are returned, sometimes. Just hadn't realized you wanted me too. No harm done.
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If I didn't want you too, this wouldn't be happening.
[ he says, a soft laugh riding in a quick breath as he hitches one thigh over midnight's hip, squeezing lightly. his thighs are quite strong, trained from years of hiking and climbing, just as his back and shoulders and arms have been shaped by his use of the bow. tighnari's free hand smooths through midnight's hair, pushing it back from his pretty eyes as his ears swivel back. ]
I want that payout, but not so desperately that I would give myself to someone I didn't enjoy.
[ sure, he'd agreed to this master and pet arrangement, but had things been unfavorable he would have wriggled his way out of it, and not without a tongue lashing for his would be partner. but midnight.. he's charming and welcoming in a way that tighnari did not expect. he's more than happy to oblige this. ]
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[ Midnight nods quietly, lost in thought, but his eyes flick over to Tighnari's face when he feels his hair leave his face, eyelids sinking as his back arches in response to the hand down his back, but returning fluidly to Tighnari. Attentive, not wary. Much more inclined to try and experience this rather than get caught up in the moment. Enjoying Tighnari's sounds, the way he breathes.
What sort of life made you this way? May I share of that life, just for a little while?
He leans in, kisses Tighnari again, full and open on the mouth, letting him have the quick sigh as he feels that thigh on his hip, his hips in turn shuddering in their motion. It's nothing as pretty as a dance, but it is a sway, a comfortable hands-on-waist embrace, closeness for closeness' sake. His hand, an inverse mirror, draws up Tighnari's back, under his arm, over his chest and to his neck, to cup his face as they kiss. His legs tangle between Tighnari's, allowing him to pull them together flush, thrill in his stomach and between his legs as he feels Tighnari's cock firming against him. His breath catches. His other hand traces down Tighnari's stomach, slow and distracted, but intent on arriving between Tighnari's legs at some point. Slow. He sighs again, tension flowing out of him easily. No need to rush. ]
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so when midnight kisses him again, tighnari closes his eyes and sinks into it, allowing himself to get lost in the sensation, floating in the heat of it. slow. steady. enjoy it.
their hands move over one another, and midnight touches him so gently yet with a quiet heat that makes tighnari's stomach tighten up with anticipation, his fair skin flushing. he explores midnight's back and hip with his padded fingertips and thumb and palm, easing over planes of muscle, counting the frets of his ribs, while his free hand remains in that thick mane of hair while they kiss.
as midnight's hand drags downward, he'll feel tighnari's skin jumping beneath it, the touch between them electric, and as he draws teasingly close to his cock tighnari's breath gusts against him, his teeth sinking into midnight's lower lip, his ears pinning down against his hair while his hips rock. ]
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Liked you on me... On top. Want you.
[ Back there, on top of me, he means to say, but his breaths are getting more desperate, his grip over his words slipping just a bit. He dips his head for just a moment, breaking unwillingly from another kiss; he sees his hand finally make it to the tangle of their legs, where their hips meet, his other hand unconsciously pressing at the back of Tighnari's neck, fingers toying at the tips of his folded-back ears. He takes hold of them easily, can already feel his own wetness, uses it to slide down them both, and the pleasure of having them both close together has his hips thrusting into his hand. He eases his head back up, gently kisses Tighnari just under the chin, then down his neck, soft, hungry noises leaving him. So kind, so warm. Something to treasure while it lasts. ]
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his pulse is spiking, quick and staccato, and tighnari's breath catches when those lips coast down his sensitive throat, midnight's hand working them both between their bodies. a soft, wanton sound rides on tighnari's exhale, his cock twitching, beading pearlescent moisture, his thigh over midnight's hip tensing.
slow. he promised slow. it's a difficult promise to keep when he's being so thoroughly loved. but midnight wants him on top again, and tighnari is happy to oblige, using the strength in his arms to coax midnight onto his back once more so he can climb over him again. ]
Tell me what else you want.
[ he whispers, his cheeks ruddy and his lips wet from their kissing, pupils blown wide in the forested wreaths of his irises. his voice has dropped, roughened, his short claws dragging over midnight's smooth skin. ]
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A small laugh bubbles up from his chest, dissipates on his tongue when a loud, unabashed moan escapes him at the rake of claws down his skin. Good. So good. When he looks back down, the request floating in his head, what he wants, what he could possibly want, his own face is similarly flushed, his own lips dark from kissing, his eyes sunset pink, dark and deeply pleased. His hair curls under him, tongues of black splayed around his head.
He smiles, fangs showing, mouth panting. This smile says: Please, be happy. His lips laugh, say: ]
Everything. Just... ah, ah, don't draw blood, mm?
[ He takes Tighnari by the hand, kisses a soft, padded fingertip, sucks over it briefly, then pushes it down to join his own hand, wet and slick from the two of them, wrapping it around them both, then giving a fierce, solid thrust of his hips. He knows what he wants this time. When he lets go, he takes Tighnari by the neck, curls his fingers into his hair, cranes his neck up and forward, and his next kiss answers that hungry scratch down his skin, is crushing with the weight of his desire. He snaps with blunt teeth, but the fangs show in the pull of Tighnari's hair, the way Midnight turns in and deeper to meet Tighnari where he's been. Midnight is finally, finally catching up. ]
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but gods, the way that midnight kisses him, manhandles him, this is the heat that tighnari had been chasing, the feral desire that had burned in his breast, the need to be loved absolutely raw, until he can't think of anything else, until all their is in the world is the two of them, and the space that exists between their bodies. tighnari gives as good as he gets, licking deep into midnight's mouth, claws dragging, biting, leaving red welts in their wake, but as requested, no blood. ]
Please - [ he whispers between hot, needy kisses. ] I want you.
[ his hips grind down hard, his padded fingers gripping, pulling their cocks together in deep strokes from base to tip, his thumb swiping the end of midnight's length, their fingers entwined. he could finish just like this, easily enough, but tighnari wants more. his hips snap downward again. ]
I want to taste you. [ he murmurs against midnight's kiss-swollen lips. ] I want to ride you. I want to make you come apart.
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The best he can do is let him pull him apart. ]
Want to be inside you... Mmm.
[ He fucks into Tighnari's hand, murmuring approval, pressing closer with every raw, furious scratchmark his claws leave. His hips match Tighnari's movements, fingers working to see if Tighnari is yielding, if he can stretch well enough... They need oil, they need lube, there must be something in a side drawer... Midnight's hand unwillingly tears itself from Tighnari's head, feels around to check. In spite of himself, Midnight laughs, a choked, thoroughly fraught sound. Better late than never as they say, right? ]
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- and tighnari knows exactly what midnight is looking for when his opposite hand goes searching against the nightstand. with a warm chuckle, he leans forward to open the drawer, where.. several creative toys wait for them, as well as a tube of lubricant, which he quickly snags. rearing back, tighnari pops the top open with his thumb, then upends it to slick the fingers of his right hand. ]
I want you, too.
[ he murmurs, watching midnight through lidded eyes while his hand slips behind him, slippery fingers sliding along the cleft of his ass, sliding over midnight's own fingers before he begins to press them inside of himself, carefully, gently, first one, and then a second. the burning stretch makes him gasp, arching, his tail lifting to curl against his back. ]
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What a kind person. Strong, capable, kind. He puts his mouth to Tighnari's neck, sucking a bruise over his pulse, then licking over it. ]
So good... Look at you, perfect... Mmm.
[ There is a lot going on here, but suffice to say that Midnight's hanging on, trying his best not to sink his teeth into Tighnari's neck, instead curling his nails into skin and breathing deep. He smells so good... ]
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tighnari smells of the forest, he smells like earth and rain and broad green leaves, he smells floral, like the essential oils he uses to keep his fur soft and water resistant. his tail is plush beneath midnight's palm, and it shivers at the touch. tighnari aches for it to be grabbed, pulled. his fingers press deeper, carefully stretching himself wider, and a soft, plaintive whine is exhaled against midnight's hair as his thighs begin to tremble. after what feels like an eternity, he's ready.
drawing back just enough to look into midnight's eyes, tighnari kisses him again, and a second time, deep and hot and absolutely aching while his slick fingers slip free. ]
Take me. [ the words are soft, but it's a command, not a request. the tag on his leather collar jingles and flashes as he grinds his hips down. ] I'm ready.
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It's gone in a heartbeat, but in that heartbeat's space, when Tighnari turns his attention to Midnight's eyes, just before he closes them to accept that kiss, he's betrayed what they both already know quite clearly by now: between the two of them, Midnight is better suited to the collar, the tag. Please, take me home with you.
Midnight hums, nodding, eyes still closed, because he knows that if he doesn't respond in exactly this way, with exactly this much control, he will say yes, sir, or, even more jarringly, yes, Doctor, and he knows much better than to let others know how well they have him.
He pulls Tighnari up, he lets him sink down; he gasps at how smoothly, how warmly he pulls inside him. For a moment, he just puts his head back and breathes, hand closed lightly over the base of Tighnari's tail. He grips into that fur spite of himself, even though he knows exceedingly well that tail pulling is a very individual thing, that he has an absolute rap sheet of Felines and Zalaks who would rake him over the coals for this. But he thrusts and he sinks into Tighnari. He throws an arm over his eyes, face flushed to the points of his ears, back arched, and moans wordless aahs as he pushes up again. If Midnight's ever had it this good, he hasn't had it this good in a long, long time. Not that he's the sort to rank these things, but still... It's been a while. ]
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midnight is beautiful. he looks like a renaissance painting, flushed and lovely, his dark hair spread across the pillow like rivulets of ink, his pretty lips parted as he breathes those wonderful sounds. tighnari wants to give him more, to coax more of those aahs and low moans from midnight's perfect mouth until he has nothing left to give.
distracted from midnight's beauty by the sensation of him pushing upward again, sinking deep, rubbing against that sweet spot inside of him that makes tighnari moan, a wash of hot pleasure trickling down his spine. tighnari lays flat, pressing his upper body to midnight's, both arms coiling around his partner's shoulders as he begins to move, fucking himself down onto midnight as deep as he can from this angle. ]
More.. tell me how you're feeling.
[ he whispers, directly against midnight's ear, following it up with a swipe of his tongue. ]
You feel so good..
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I can't... It's too... Ahh.
[ Midnight doesn't consider himself a particularly gentle lover... or a rough lover, or any sort of style that presumes his own taste because he's primarily interested in being present, and happy. However, there's something about this encounter, about Tighnari being who he is and Midnight being who he is, that is reminiscent of something Midnight can't put words to. It's something in his blood, singing a song. It reminds him that he has dominion over the land, and that others are merely passing through.
It puts his hand back to Tighnari's hips, digs his nails in until they bruise skin, and fucks into that tight, warm sweetness. Midnight's eyes open, and they're hazy and dark and alarm, chemical pink. They stare at Tighnari, this lovely, blackhaired interloper, and thinks: This is mine, now.
He holds him down, hand on thigh, grasp firmly at the base of his tail, and thrusts until he feels that warm pool of arousal disturb itself into the tidal waves that hide what lies deep, deep underneath. ]
Mine... Mmm.
[ Tighnari's mouth is there, open, so Midnight turns his head and seizes it, licks into it, lapping Tighnari up, his own breathing loud and desperate in his ears. He's so close... ]
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