Golden Peacock: Overflow

[philancer]

[ because apparently we thirsty, yo ]

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[veardant]

[ tighnari chuckles, and shakes his head with a sigh. ]

Well, that is yet to be seen. We'll have to find out. [ back to sipping his coffee - ] So, what should I call you?

[philancer]

[ Chuckling, he crosses his arms over his chest and sidles to the side and slightly out of the way so he can lean against the door frame. ]

I’m Sylvain. You said your name was Tighnari?

[ Not a name he’s ever heard before, but this place is already proving to be full of people from places unlike anything he’d ever imagined were even possible. ]

[veardant]

[ yeah sumeru could not be more different from faerghus if it tried.. ]

Yes, I'm Tighnari. It's nice to meet you, Sylvain.

[ he'll just.. shift aside with him, to an area not infested with mistletoe, where people aren't squawking at them to make out. ]

May I ask where you're from?

[philancer]

Somewhere that would be thoroughly scandalized by this place’s… everything.

[ Sylvain has to chuckle at that, lips quirking into a brief smirk. Despite that statement, he seems to be pretty relaxed and taking this in stride. But he glances around the room, still occasionally keeping an eye out for any familiar faces. ]

I come from a land called Fodlan. What about you?

[veardant]

[ tighnari cracks a smile. ]

Teyvat. More specifically, the nation of Sumeru is where I was born, and where I live. I miss it alredy.

[philancer]

[ Neither of those are anywhere Sylvain's ever heard of, but that's not really surprising to him, either.

He does look intrigued at Tighnari saying he missed it already. A sentiment a lot here share, probably. Sylvain's not sure he's one of them.

Then again, being kidnapped to a sex resort had the ideal timing of getting him out of a battle he'd never wanted to fight in the first place, so to say he's in no hurry to return... Well, that wouldn't be an understatement. ]

What's it like? Your Sumeru? If it doesn't make you homesick to speak of it?

[veardant]

[ tighnari shakes his head. ]

Don't worry, I'm happy to talk about it. Let's find somewhere comfortable to sit, hmm?

[ with a smile, he waves for sylvain to follow him toward the nearest empty table. ]

[philancer]

[ There are a few scattered around and Sylvain doesn’t mind finding a quiet place to tuck away. It gets them a safer amount of distance between them and the poisonous kissing plant, too, apparently.

Reaching one of the empty tables, he automatically tugs out a chair for Tighnari without even thinking about it, the move merely considered polite where he comes from. Not that he can really guess what anyone’s social status would amount to around here, but he doesn’t really care about that part much either. ]

Will this do?

[veardant]

[ pulling out a chair for him? how thoughtful. tighnari arches a brow, then chuckles and seats himself, setting his drink down on the table. once sylvain has gotten himself comfortable as well, tighnari leans his chin into his palm, his ankles crossing beneath the table. ]

So, Sylvain. My Sumeru..

[ tighnari looks distantly thoughtful. ]

It's beautiful. Partially rainforest, partially desert, and overseen by the Dendro Archon of Wisdom. It's a nation of learning.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain settles down in the empty chair across from him, dropping his chin into his palm - not intentionally mimicking him, but it is comfortable like that. Especially depending on how much Tighnari feels like talking about his home.

His eyebrow arches upwards at that description, trying to picture it. ]

That's a pretty vast range of environments. I take it your... Dendro Archon? Is someone important? [ It sounds like it anyway. That name definitely sound like it came with Capital Letters for Extra Importance.

What the hell is a Dendro though? ]

[veardant]

[ time to sit down for a year talking about sumeru!! or we can just, i don't know, skip to wine and dirty dice, or master and pet. 8) ]

Yes, she's Sumeru's Archon. Our god, as it were, and our leader. The Sages also oversee the Akademiya, but they're outranked by the Archon, naturally.

[ she is a god, after all.. not that that matters very much to tighnari, personally, but he does respect and believe in nahida. that she's a god is irrelevant, it's her heart and intent that matter most. ]

No archons in your Fodlan, I take it?

Moving to nsfw from here

[philancer]

[ He blinks at that description before chuckling and delving into the weirdness that is Fodlan. And while it’s not quite a year, they do sit there discussing it for some time. And then drifting to other topics before getting lost in discussions about this place and all it’s weirdness and the game and…

Well, it’s long and winding but it eventually turns into more than just talking, but actively doing something about it. Which is how Sylvain finds himself in one of the back rooms at that evening’s masquerade, plucking a card out of a box and staring at the word ‘pet’.

He gives a yelp as he’s immediately herded off to a private room, casting a startled glance back over one shoulder at Tighnari, mouthing a quick Help! before he’s pushed through a nearby doorway.

Which is how he ends up stripped down to just the tight trousers he’d been wearing and a black leather choker now twined about his neck, a tag dangling from it that reads dog. ]

[veardant]

[ oh dear. well, that happened.

tighnari is likewise ushered to the box, and the card that he draws is, thankfully, master - so he's able to gesture to the door sylvain was herded through. ]

That one.

[ the attendants shrug, and guide him toward the closed door and into the room, where sylvain awaits him, stripped down to his trousers. oh. he's certainly built beneath those clothes, isn't he? tighnari arches a brow, allows himself a short look, then offers a slanted smile. ]

Well, I suppose this worked out.

[ he flashes his card. ]

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just gives a bemused snort at that, arms crossed over a broad chest as amusement lingers in amber eyes. ]

I suppose that’s one way of looking at it. Can’t say I was expecting this sort of game to be back here, but maybe I shouldn’t be.

[ His gaze drops to the card Tighnari holds, curiosity flitting across his expression as he considers the other man. ]

Have you ever done something like this before?

[veardant]

Yes.

[ and that's sure all the answer he's going to give! :) at least for now. a slanted smile curves his mouth, and tighnari locks the door behind him, setting the card down on a table nearby before approaching sylvain, his gaze settling on the tag. ]

Dog, hmm? Do you enjoy pleasing others? Or do you just like your tummy rubbed?

[philancer]

[ He senses the shift almost immediately, adjusting to it, even if his grin turns a hint sly. Cocking his head to the side, he takes a moment to consider that answer as he watches Tighnari move closer. ]

I would say I’m very good at pleasing others, but enjoying it… Eh. That tends to be more subjective. And I can think of things I’d prefer to have rubbed other than my tummy, but somehow I don’t think that’s what you were asking.

[veardant]

[ good lord. ]

I wasn't, and I think you know that.

[ tighnari rolls his eyes, but lets it go, brushing past sylvain with a flick of his tail to instead settle himself on the edge of the bed, leaning back on both hands. ]

Now, in order to get that payout, you need to perform your duties as a pet to my satisfaction, hmm? Do you think you can do that?

[philancer]

I can’t say anyone’s ever wanted to me to play a dog before. I’ll do my best? Although some direction would be appreciated here.

[ Considering they’ve only shared a brief kiss under the mistletoe before this, he has no idea what Tighnari might have in mind for this. Or even what he likes, for that matter. ]

[veardant]

Heh, well, that makes sense. A wild pet can't be expected to behave without a hand to guide them. But first..

[ tighnari leans forward, looking up into sylvain's face. ]

I know we agreed to try this, but I need to know you're willing. That this is still okay.

[ consent is sexy, okay ]

[philancer]

[ As someone who takes that very seriously whenever he plays games like this, he appreciates that Tighnari takes the time to ask. Something softens in amber eyes for a moment as he inclines his head in agreement. ]

Oh, I am very willing. It's a little different from what I'm used to, but I don't mind that, either. For the most part, I enjoy exploring new things. And I know how to convey if we stumble across something I'm not okay with. The only thing that comes to mind...

[ He pauses for a moment, nose wrinkling up in a grimace, because it's always risky, giving up vulnerabilities so easily, but... he hardly wants to surprise a partner in the middle of things either. ]

I don't mind people gripping me at the back of my neck, but I can't take someone holding from the front. The collar is a little different, it has a different feel, so it's okay to be pulled by that, but not a physical hand.

[veardant]

[ tighnari smiles. this is important, a necessary discussion to have, and he's glad to hear sylvain taking it seriously, as well. ]

Understood. You have my word.

[ and tighnari, too, will be happy to tell sylvain should he cross any boundaries as well, though none come to mind immediately. with all of that sorted, however, tighnari sits back again. ]

Now.. be a good boy and come over here.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just looks amused at that, but lets his arms fall back to his sides as he closes what little distance is left between them. Coming to a stop in front of the other man, he waits, head cocked slightly to the side. ]

Hope you weren't expecting me to crawl already.

[veardant]

[ a soft laugh. ]

No. I would've instructed you to, if that's what I wanted.

[ one hand lifts, his padded palm pressing to sylvain's cheek, brushing the ginger hair from his eyes. he's very handsome, really - tighnari could certainly have done worse for himself. ]

Kiss me again.

[philancer]

[ It’s different enough that Sylvain makes note of how that feels, but he leans into it all the same.

That order is as easy to follow as the first one and there’s no hesitation in him as he leans forward to where Tighnari is still perched on the edge of the bed. Hands come to brace on the mattress to either side of his hips, just to make the angle better, before he leans in to press his lips against the other man’s.

It’s slower than the first one they’d shared. More sensual, now that they were in private and doing it for their enjoyment rather than for the sake of an audience. He takes his time with it, tasting and exploring with a quiet desire. ]

[veardant]

[ ah, now that's a good kiss. this is the sort of kiss that tighnari enjoys - soft and slow, but with a little heat behind it, a little something that stirs in his belly and warms his blood. the end of his tail flicks, and tighnari hums softly, appreciatively, against sylvain's mouth, parting his lips and tilting his head to slot them more easily together.

very good. very nice. his shoulders begin to relax.

tighnari's hands move, smoothing over sylvain's broad chest, tracing along planes of strong muscle, well-toned. it's impressive, really, he must take good care of himself. tighnari's thumbs roll over his nipples, teasing, and his mouth curves into a smile against sylvain's. ]

I appreciate your confidence.

[ and tighnari can be confident, too. hooking his hands over sylvain's shoulders, he pulls, coaxing the man down and onto the bed with him. ]