masanari | [Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

[Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

[ It's been around a month since everything started to change. And frankly, a damn sure more things have changed even in that month. There's simplistic ones, such as Masaomi getting a vasectomy which even if he tried to keep it on the downlow, everyone found out about because of what a whiner he was for his week of medical abstinence and everyone felt after that for how he proceeded to fuck every relevant woman in the house and who would sleep with him out of the house into submission for the next two or three days. Everyone sort of had a rude awakening there.

But then, some changes were bigger and more serious. A new member joined there pack (Veroncia) not all that long ago, and it was much to everyone except some of the adult's surprise. Everyone had to learn their new pecking order and where she fit in with the rest of them. Masaomi and Nariko continued their rituals and continued their seeing other people, to mixed results from both. Audrey was hanging around the house more, though she hadn't had the recommended Talk with Masaomi about joining, despite making this something of a second home for her. And of course, Junko's training continued despite the week long hiatus from it.

Everyone was changing, and everyone was adapting. Yamato even had a sexy car now. And at the culmination of everything, a sort of milestone in the midst of everything, there was Thanksgiving, the lead up to it, and the follow up after it leading into December. A time when a lot of people hung out in one house, and then things got weirdly tense for a variety of reasons. God bess us, every one. ]

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[ That smile. That smile really does warm his heart. He hums, and then throws out another somewhat odd question into the ether, though the thread that connects this one is at least real ]

I've always wondered if Ada and Emily's methods for relaxation would be complementary or in conflict with each other.

It's sort of a conflict, one of them's all about centering yourself and trying to find inner serenity. The other option is just smoking pot, which is decidedly less artful, but you've got to live a little every once in a while.

[.... What'd Yamato be like if he was high. Or Junko or Koji. Or even their parents. Man, it's a crazy thought.]

I don't think anything else encapsulates them so well, one chick is incredibly serious for valid reasons and the other is relaxed and passionate for equally valid reasons. They communicate the same thing through very different methods.

[And also.] There's a lot of women in this house.

Historically, there's been more men in it though. Even with the new Veronica, it's still got us outnumbering women. [ Oh! ] With you, the numbers actually even out.

[ If she's accepted. Which even if that implies she is, he didn't actually, actually confirm yet. ... Masaomi has no idea if his kids have been high before (Koji has tho) ]

Huh.

[She doesn't take it as a sign that she's been accepted, though it'd be nice if it was just that simple. Audrey is a little quiet after that, and she looks outside, too.] You didn't even ask why I was dressed like this, y'know. So now I just have to go and tell you, which is incredibly lame.

[Thanks, Masaomi. You're making her less cool.] Today is my parents' anniversary.

[ . . . Oh. His bad. ]

You're right, I should have asked that. My bad.

[ And... ] For what it counts, you do look beautiful.

[When a woman asks him if her butt looks big in a dress he always gives the answer that isn't entirely bad, but also isn't entirely good, doesn't he.]

Your opinion counts, but me looking like I'm about to be dragged into church again is shit. They always insist on going through the motions even though they're both fucking other people.

[ Looking like she's - he snorts. And then he breaks out into a laugh. It's not really at her expense, and it's not really meant to be at her parents; either, not really. It's more the failed institution that puts them in that situation. He would offer sympathy, and he will in time, perhaps, but what he says now, he intends to try to give her a better compliment.

(even if he is absolutely that sort of man) ]

Well, if I were in a church and saw you with that get up, it would just make me want to take you back to one of the bathrooms, guss up that make up with kisses, and fuck that dress apart.

[For them it's a failed institution in the sense that neither of them could be honesty enough with each other, they were two adults that couldn't admit they weren't right for each other at all. So they'd had a kid to try and 'fix' things, but it had only delayed the problem just long enough to drag Audrey into the overall suffering of it. The whole situation runs on in the background of her head until he ... Says that. All of that.

Her cheeks and neck flare a bright, glow-in-the-dark kind of red and there's a sudden barrage of her scent.]

Okay. [Okay? She's practically boiling on the inside and that's all that comes out of her mouth.]

[ Well, his compliment worked.

... She smells that cotton candy. That's cute. Still, even if she does smell appetizing, the Alpha contains himself, both his looks and his scent. He leans forward, and he finally gets a sense for the time involved now, so his next few questions, perhaps unfairly, come out rapid fire. Sure, he just left her flustered, but ]

Audrey, do you intend to move in with us if I accept you? And will you need to deal with your parents for that? Would you require my help in that?

Wait - I -- Crap! [No, she can control herself, she can be calm! But it does take a few seconds of breathing to get a reign on herself. There's no erasing the effect, it's now a low residual hum but at least she can think and begin to process that garbled noise that were actually words.]

I'd like to, if only because I know my mom won't want me in the house. My dad might resign himself to it and at least let me stay until I go to college, but he's not the strongest when it comes to her.

[To let herself stay there after making that decision would be ridiculous. Audrey didn't like authority but she still loved her parents, and she knew herself well enough to admit that their disdain for her choices would wreck her.] And, I mean, I'd like your help, yes, but I know you're busy.

[And all of this hinges on whether she's accepted in the first place.]

[ He hums, and then he folds his hands together, leaning forward. That effect on her... it's interesting that she's managed to reel back from it at all. His eyes flash a little, and now, he had to get to the heart of it. ]

Audrey, do you respect my authority and swear your loyalty to me?

[It wasn't any small effort and, frankly, she still wants to hop right onto his lap, but this is serious, and any mention of her parents and her general home life there tends to mute just about everything. Her emotions maybe had a stronger dictation over her heat than what might be deemed normal for this pack.

And with that question Audrey could about swear she sees something in him that couldn't be noticed at any other point.] Yes.

[That's easy, of course, but it's also a sign of her growth. Some weeks ago she never would have been able to sit well with the idea of someone having any power over her. Now it was almost comforting to be so honest about it with him.]

[ He claps his hands together then, smiling. Honestly, he wanted to prolong this, he wanted to test her loyalty, test her want to have babies, test her honesty.... but he thinks he can see her ethos already. He can see her heart, and with her time constraints besides, well ]

Well then, Audrey Michaelson, as your new Alpha, I want to welcome you to the pack.

[ He stands. .... He does have a slight hint of a boner ]

We can pick out your room now, or you can do whatever you want. But if you need my help, I'll do everything in my power. And We'll formally introduce you at either dinner tonight or breakfast tomorrow. I'll make it happen.

[She's in. ... She's in. This is her new family now and her eyes well up with excited, happy tears.] I really want to give you a hug but that's probably a bad idea! [Because they're both still kind of revved up, and they're edging out of territory that wouldn't allow this sort of behavior.] Thank you. And - Yeah, whenever is good I'm not - definitely up to you.

[She can't cry because this eyeliner was a bitch to get on.] ... You're not joking, right? Because I don't think I could handle it if you were.

[Wait.] I can't have the room I've been staying in? [It's got one of the best views of the backyard, and half of her stuff is already there.]

Oh! ... No, you can keep it. That's been a guest room for a while, but it's not like we don't have rooms to spare right now.

[ He didn't even think of that, she's really been staying her enough to have a connection to a guest room after all like that. He shakes his head. He should have seen that coming, all things considered. Maybe he was just recycling a speech there. He hums, and he puts a hand over his heart. ]

But no, I wouldn't joke about something like this. ... And you can hug me if you want.

[ Even if they are both a bit revved up, he'll live. ]

[You were doomed with those words, Masaomi!!! Because as soon as she's given permission there's a catapult of a hug coming his way, arms pulling in tight and everything. There's something weirdly comforting about tucking her face into his chest. You'd better not hold out Alpha, this is some premium, ace hugging time! Even if she's filtering out that cotton candy scent without realizing it, and being closer to him just kind of makes it worse.]

Thank you.

[ You know, he was expecting her to hold back, at least a little. But when she practically leaps over the table (she probably went beside it, but it felt like she leaped) he had to quickly brace himself to hug her. And he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him in a way he hoped was comforting. He smiled, laughing a little as he got caught up in her exuberance and ... well, if he was honest, that scent of hers. It in turn causes a little more of his own, that scent that demands bitch status leaks out unbidden. He smiles though, and he replies, as calm as ever ]

You're welcome.

[ A part of him would prefer "it's only natural" but he settles on the safe bet ]

[She kind of went around but there was a little leap towards the end there, because Audrey doesn't half ass anything, okay. She just also doesn't want to bruise herself. But, yeah, you can always tell a dad apart from some guy with no kids because of how they hug, dad-hugs are always comforting and warm, and she might allow herself to indulge in it for a few extra seconds because it's been a while since she's seen her own dad.

... But he's got that smell and she won't have the strength to shove that out a second time. Audrey's impressive, not goddamn herculean.]

I should [Her face is a little red again, can she just - would it really be a bad idea to just get on her knees.] ... go.

[Right? That seems like what she's supposed to do.]

[ Masaomi looks down at her with a smile of his own. The fact of the matter is that he didn't really intend for this, but it just sort of happened. To be fair, he started it off with this compliment. But she was dressed at such for her parents, and even if they were wonky, she did say she wanted to salvage a relationship with them. Still, he brushes her back lightly, and while the hug is still warm and affectionate, he now- ]

Mmm, you did say you don't want to be late. Can you handle the next part yourself?

[ Because she did also say or at least imply she might need his help ]

I don't want to tell them today, that'd be kind of fucked up of me, right? [She can't help grinning a tiny bit.] Besides, if I showed up with you they'd probably think you were my sugar daddy or something.

[Mostly because, well. Audrey's parents knew their daughter. And considering that she won't be asking anyone in the house for a ride and will have to survive the bus, it's a good idea to leave soon. If only because she likes to be at least fifteen minutes early to everything.]

Can I ... Try something, though?

[Look, they've moved out of the phase of this event where everything is serious and about the possibility of her joining. He should probably already know that what she wants to 'try' isn't going to be platonic, though it won't be anything too dramatic, either.]

Probably. I didn't know if you wanted to make it instructive or something. I'm pretty sure my daughter did once describe you as being a hurricane.

[ She could want to bring all that drama at once, maybe thrive on the fucked up. But he also didn't presume to know that side of her, not yet. It's entirely possible that side's a misinterpretation in the first place. Still, the Alpha smirks a little at her tone and the question. Honestly, it's a little bit fucked up on his own part to have the joining interview involve things non-platonic, it almost feels like a perversion of this pace. But then, she wouldn't be the first to have been blatantly attracted to him when they talked in the room. That was ~~Tom but he didn't recognize it~~ Emily. ]

But of course you can, you're more free now, right?

[~~Ada, too.~~

'Your more free now', huh? Well, she probably is, or at the very least that's probably something to be taken away from this whole deal. But for Audrey, who often imposed her own limitations whether they necessarily made sense or not, being 'free' wasn't that simple. It would take a little more time, but she was on the right path for that kind of thing.

And a good move was just doing what she wanted, which was to lean up and kiss him. It's sudden, so she loses points for romanticism but it's not like the man really likes her that way, and suddenly she realizes that he might not even be attracted to her.

... Whatever, she's still going to put all of her passion and mild horniness into it.]

[ ~~she was traumatized at the time and he was flailing about trying to Alpha it up sue him for not noticing~~

You know, he could almost laugh for her going up to kiss him like this. Honestly, and he didn't know why on brief reflection, he almost expected her to get on her knees and pull out his cock to suck on it. Perhaps he was too spoiled. Either way, the young man grins as he sees her lunging, and even if there's basically no time to react, the Alpha meets her lips and tilts his head a little to adjust the position. His tongue comes out almost immediately, as if by force of habit, deepening the kiss. What was a warm hug for her shifts a little, his hands going lower down on her back, cupping her butt briefly.

And, for better or worse, she probably damned herself. Can Audrey endure when more of his scent comes out of him? It's not a dam exploding, but it now comes out as a confident stream, filling the room with the absolution of his Alpha's scent. ]

[~~true, true~~

If anything in the world should be blatantly obvious it's that Masaomi is spoiled. He has to deal with a decent amount of shit but all the same. He could deal with it if she wanted to kiss first, especially when it comes down to just not being comfortable enough with the guy to go right for his cock. At least she eases into it all very simply, what might have jangled her nerves and made her shy flies out the window so that she can moan when he gropes her.

... And she's trying to maintain some amount of control, but it's a losing battle, and knowing that drives her insane, but it's exciting in the same turn.]

I have to go. [And yet she's leaning back against the table, pulling at him and opening her legs so that he can fit right between them, and then she does think of sucking him off and - This was a bad idea. If only because she's definitely going to be late, and for as talented as Audrey is this will still be the first time she's fucked around with a real, true Alpha.]

[ She's young, and she's never been with him, never been with any Alpha, really, if he had to guess. But Masaomi, now, has come to his own choice. Sure he was being rude, going to make her late, but she was pulling on him, moving him towards the table and spreading her legs. He himself is a little bit breathy now, his lips curling up into a smirk.

His hand slide out now, running along her body but eventually he takes hold of her wrists, pushing her arms down and pinning her to the table. Perhaps he's being a little bit forceful, just a bit aggro, but he does try to hold himself in check. At least a little.

But he also can't help but flirt in... his own way ]

I've barely released my scent at all, Audrey. If I put it out in earnest, I'm pretty sure you'd literally be drooling.

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