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[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 seems to be it, that declaration or maybe the way they look at each other or just ... Who knows, there's a lot going on that's escaping her comprehension, too, and she's happy to just smile as she cums, though the expression doesn't last too long, it can't when she's so goddamn loud, loud enough to really and truly stand up to their Alpha's bitch, though Veronica would have no way of knowing it.

Her fingers scramble against his back as she bucks and trembles underneath him, cumming so hard that she really doesn't know anything but all that pleasure, and she can't do anything but moan through it, and eventually she does try to pull him into an actual, real kiss.

There's a lot she wants to say as he cums in her because it feels good, it feels like she's actually complete without ever having known she wasn't, but words are failing her. The absolute most she can get out is his name. ]

[ Koji couldn't imagine being able to verbalize in this moment, so intense is his orgasm. He's never felt this way before, never felt like not only was he shooting out a loud of cum into her, but like he was releasing every once of energy he has in his body all at once, emptying himself into her even as he continues to try to work his hips against her, trying to do something about her bucking.

But in the end, he's left with only his eyes tearing up as he moans and growls and grunts his way through this moment, filling up his bitch as he does. And in the end, when he can't do anything but pant- when his mind is almost at the point of delirium.

That's when they kiss, and he meets her lips passionately and hungrily, even if he knows he'll need to break for air ]

[Eventually it fades off at the edges and she does something other than cum around his dick, finally going still against the floor, arms relaxed around him. Eyes half-lidded and somewhat unfocused she gets to watch him for a brief second while taking in the fact that she's full of his cum, made warm and perfect by it.

If she was going to say something in that moment it's swallowed up by that kiss, which is far more important. Her hands shift to hold his face and while she feels completely exhausted by all of that she still finds the energy to kiss him back with just as much passion and fervor.

What even just happened. Can she take a nap, though? Would it be rude to take a nap? Probably. ]

[ Holy shit that's.

What just even happened, the kissing feels good, and as the haze fades, he realizes that was by far more out of control than he'd ever been before now. He grins at her in the midst of the kiss, and he nudges her cheek with his own to pull his face back slightly. And then...

Well, he is a Koji ]

Told you I'd claim you.

[She blinks up at him and then she ... Giggles like the teenage girl that she happens to be!]

You did! But I don't think I could have been prepared for that! [And there are certainly things in this life which one should not be prepared for! Because it just makes them even more fun. Granted, she still has no idea what's just transpired, what kind of bond they've sort of laid groundwork for, but that's probably for the best, too.]

I'm happy.

[Incredibly so.]

I know you are.

[ What a shit. But he smirks all the same, looking her deep in the eyes before the smile turns into a genuine looks of affection he doesn't even realize he's making. That was the best sex he's ever had and... and he wants more of it. He's tired beyond his limits, but even now as he makes eye contact with her, his scent begins to spiral in the air again, coating everything with a slight citrus flavor ]

So, you said you'd do anything for me, right?

[He is definitely that, but the exact wording doesn't come across her mind, and she doesn't see anything wrong with him stating the obvious. She can smell him just fine but she doesn't react outwardly, not just yet, in part because his question is far more important for the next three seconds.]

Of course.

[Is this going to involve her moving? Because if so she will power through it, but still.]

[ She'll need to get up in order to mess with the cake anyway! ... Still, that's more like twenty minutes from now or more. Koji grins a little and - ... well, he's fourteen. There's no way he won't abuse this beyond what's reasonable. Hopefully she can handle it, or can tell him to stop being a little shit. Or maybe she enjoys him being a little shit ]

Then when we get up I want you to bake me a chocolate lava cake plus what you're doing now. And smack your own ass and tell me you're a bitch for me.

Oh, so you like chocolate things better? [... She kind of hopes that he does, since it's her one guilty pleasure and it would be nice to share with someone else. But either way she doesn't even blink at what he tells her to do.]

Is that supposed to happen while I'm making the lava cake?

[It's a genuine question! Because she doesn't know how she might smack any part of herself when she's on the floor! It's important to coordinate things.

... He's got a weird one, okay.]

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Yeah. I mean, I'm not going to not the the cheesecake, but I like chocolate more.

[ Particularly salted dark chocolate or stuff like that, but he knows that's weird for someone so young as him so he won't say that. Instead, he inhales a little and smiles because she can still focus on the jasmine around him. He blinks at her question though and - ]

Well, probably. You can't do either until you get up.

I'll make something chocolate-y every week, then! [He'd better keep playing soccer otherwise she's gonna make him fat. But ah, he's right, okay. She would have figured out how to make it work like this if he wanted her to! It just would have been very difficult. Veronica kisses along his jaw, eventually moving back to his lips.]

I'll get started soon, but we could stay like this. Or not. I don't care.

[As long as he's nearby she's happier than a clam at the bottom of the ocean. She's still more than a little excited, the kitchen's going to be half drowned in her floral scent, but it's also somewhat tempered.]

[ Wow, she's - he blushes a little, and thus in the Little Shit Tradition, even though he leans into the kiss, even if he is basking in her affection and her scent and he kinda wants to say he can't afford to do that he'll get fat or maybe tell her he loves and appreciates that- ]

Wow, you got attached fast.

Oh. [She doesn't chastise him like Junko might, or tease him the way Nariko would. Mostly Veronica's just confused by it, because she hadn't been the only one to feel an underlying sense of comfort, had she?] Sorry, I'll stop.

[There's not a single part of her that wants to do that, and to even apologize for following her instincts comes off wrong, but Koji's the only person she can claim to even vaguely know in the pack. If she goes on bothering him then it'll take even longer to get used to being here.

So her feelings would just have to take a back seat.]

[ what the fuck she- ]

Hey. Hey, I didn't say it was a bad thing, stop that.

[ He wanted to be a little shit and nag at her a little! A bit of needling! But she didn't react in any sort of reasonable way! How was he supposed to feel better about himself if she just... reacted like that? Seriously. He frowns a little and blushes at having to correct himself. ]

Hm. [He's ... Sort of confusing! So she decides to answer all of that by kissing both of his tinted cheeks and saying] Friendly reminder that I love your cock!

[Is that enough to make him feel better about himself? Even though she couldn't possibly comprehend why he might need to feel better at all, since it seemed like they both had a lot of fun!] Anyway, I guess it's just nice to be attached. I've never been away from Theresa before!

[And come to think of it, she'd looked so angry when Masaomi and Nariko had shown up. She'd cried a lot too, which had been rather alarming. ... Maybe she should ask the alpha about it sometime in the future.]

[ Friendly minder that she loves her cock. okay. That honestly does make him feel better, and it's a little bit shallow for him to do that. Still, he snuggles up into her and rests his chin and his face into her boobs. Her boobs feel good. But all the same - ]

So who's Theresa?

[ Why is he trying to know all this? ]

[Well, they are very soft, if nothing else! She lets herself pet his hair while he uses her chest for a pillow, an act that feels far better than she could have possibly expected.] She's the closest thing I have to a mom. She took me from her old pack when I was just a baby because my birth mom was killed. We came over here and she met Thomas and Cait, and the rest was history!

[Riddled with lies, sure, but to her it was all truth.]

I didn't think being away from her would really bother me, and I don't regret anything, it's just a little scary, I guess.

[And she's really very open about her feelings, it's almost like a compulsion.]

[ Her mother was killed? Was that just dramatic wording or was she saying that she was actually straight up murdered. Honestly, he was mildly afraid to ask that, and he snorts out of his nose. He rubbed into her tits, and he kisses the apron just again, moving around the mound. He's comforted by the brush of her fingers in spite of himself too.

she was older than him. . . ]

I guess that makes sense. But you'll fit in just fine here, it's only been a week, after all.

[Straight up murdered! Which would be harder to talk about if it hadn't occurred when Veronica was a baby, and had no memory of the woman. Everything she could recall was always about Theresa or Caith or her now ex-packmates. She sighs a little pleasantly, and smiles for more than one reason.]

That's true. [Her hand pauses.] ... But I think it really will be easier if you and I are .... Friends. Or whatever.

[That feels like the wrong word to use, but she can't bear to deem it anything more serious, either.] Thanks in advance.

[ Friends feels like the wrong word to him too. But he's not sure what word he would apply to them either. They only just fucked for the first time, but it feels like it must be a life changing experience for him. He hums into her tits, and ... Well, he doesn't want to make it harder for her- ]

So you're not giving me much of a choice.

[ He sighs, and he kisses her collarbone once more ] But you're already doing everything I say and I'm fucking you every day, right? It's hard to not be friends or whatever if that's happening.

I guess not.

[She tries to lean her head down enough to kiss into his hair or forehead or something.] But I'll make sure you get some return on your investment! We've already got the chocolate thing going, for instance!

[Basically they'll have a very beneficial 'friendship'!

But all that aside, the timer on her phone goes off, playing some incredibly sweet pop song.]

Oh, man. [... She really doesn't want to get up yet.]

[ Well he's not going to be indirectly responsible for them burning something in the kitchen when even mom hasn't burned anything today. To be fair, that's because she's only on duty for the potatoes and those are still roasting in the oven, but still ]

Guess we have to get up. Time for you to be a real girl and not a slut for me.

[ ... ... Man he still wants to fuck her. But he grunts and decides to be decisive, pulling himself up and then - sliding his cock out of her. And even as he does it, he's aware of how wrong it feels not have have it buried to the hilt in her. It makes him feel a weird sense of revulsion ]

[She actually flinches, not out of any sense of pain but rather one of loss.] Koji. [She wants to tell him to come back, they can let the cakes burn, she doesn't care about them all of the sudden. But even Veronica has her limits, she doesn't want to look that ridiculous and desperate, so she powers through sitting back up, and bringing some order to her hair again.]

Hopefully it won't last very long.

[She's not entirely sure that she likes being anything other than slut for him. She gets up onto her feet and finds the oven mitts quickly enough. When she pulls out the two pants the whole kitchen smells sweet and inviting.]

They look great, though.

[Baking usually makes her happier! Now it's just sort of okay.]

[ He doesn't want to take away her passions! ... Okay maybe he'd be okay with it in a childish way, actually. But more to distract himself than anything, he pulls his pants back up onto himself and leans over her shoulder ... okay beside her shoulder, he's not tall enough for that - and looks at the results. The results, incidentally, really do look amazing. And so... ]

Are these meant to be served hot or cold? I could go get some foil or something.

[ Or room temp. But all the same, he's trying to be supportive of her talents for ... reasons he's not clear of himself yet. He wants to impress her, more than just with his cock. It feels weird ]

Room temperature! They'll have to cool while I make the icing and compote.

[She doesn't know what's going on in his head but she's content to be as close as possible, and there wasn't a girl in the world who didn't want the guy she likes to show some real interest.] Oh, we could make it together! The icing is really easy, too!

[Also, y'know. Icing. It's great to lick off of places. But in any case she works the two cakes out of their pans on the silver racks she had managed to find long before going to find help.]

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