[Veronica is terribly confused. These aren’t the sorts of politics she’s used to so while she has a decent enough understanding of what’s going on she’s still thoroughly unprepared for it. One second she wants to fuck her Alpha’s mate, and a dozen dirty thoughts fill her head up and she doesn’t know where they came from, didn’t imagine that she could even dream up such things in the first place. But then it’s Yamato, who is all warmth and excruciating arousal, but their Alpha is incredibly worse, he’s so much stronger that it feels like an unbearable force thrumming through her body. … Veronica doesn’t even realize that she’s keening until some instinct in her head the sense to bury her face in Koji’s neck and effectively suffocate herself with him. His reaction isn’t beyond her in the least, but she doesn’t know how else to make it through the whole power exchange.
Audrey wasn’t much better off. Boring monogamous people don’t do this weird tribal animal shit so she, like Veronica, is thrown back and forth between three people, three different approaches, three very different Alphas all at once. The only difference there is that she doesn’t really know how to deal with it in the least. She’s incredibly wet all of the sudden, her breasts ache and her skin sings with the need to be touched but for some awkward reason she’s just still, uncharacteristically awkward. It’s a good thing Sullivan’s keeping a hold of her, right?
Ada and Emily are the only two who manage to exhibit a bit of control which is no small part due to their respective ages. What’s funny is that Ada is more openly needy in the beginning, when it’s Nariko who dominates the room, if even briefly, and she calms for Yamato into a lull of obedience almost - but it’s not sexual. With Masaomi it is, but only to a different degree. Emily is effectively the exact opposite, and both reactions say just as much about preference as they do personal emotion.
Junko’s significantly more screwed over then all of them because she has no preference. She loves all three of them, loves to be fucked by all three of them. So she gets the somewhat unlucky honor of practically drooling with need, struggling to control it when they’ve all finally calmed the fuck down. No amount of training could have seen her tackling it the right way and she’s visibly excited as well as apprehensive when Yamato looks at her, then.]
The yellow one, of course. Made the tie myself.
[Nariko … She saw it, and didn’t see it. It was a fact that she witnessed but not one that she could unpack in her own mind just yet. If she did that then she might not have come back to Masaomi, and that was unacceptable. Right now the best way to deal with is to stay as close to him as possible so that’s what she does, trying to close up the parts of her that want to be reclaimed, mated with all over again. Really, this was what had made her young adult life such a pain in the ass, when she was young she hadn’t possessed anymore control than Veronica did. When she was turned on her scent wasn’t the thick, unquestioning scent it was that over the top, basic variety. It had taken her a long time to get it under control, so it’s ironic that even now she has a little trouble centering herself. Masaomi’s more than welcome to help her with it, though.]
You still have one more, though. [She’d hid it in one of the living rooms they didn’t use as often, though, and it would take two people to grab it but. Were any of them in the right state to move, let alone consider one last gift?]
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Audrey wasn’t much better off. Boring monogamous people don’t do this weird tribal animal shit so she, like Veronica, is thrown back and forth between three people, three different approaches, three very different Alphas all at once. The only difference there is that she doesn’t really know how to deal with it in the least. She’s incredibly wet all of the sudden, her breasts ache and her skin sings with the need to be touched but for some awkward reason she’s just still, uncharacteristically awkward. It’s a good thing Sullivan’s keeping a hold of her, right?
Ada and Emily are the only two who manage to exhibit a bit of control which is no small part due to their respective ages. What’s funny is that Ada is more openly needy in the beginning, when it’s Nariko who dominates the room, if even briefly, and she calms for Yamato into a lull of obedience almost - but it’s not sexual. With Masaomi it is, but only to a different degree. Emily is effectively the exact opposite, and both reactions say just as much about preference as they do personal emotion.
Junko’s significantly more screwed over then all of them because she has no preference. She loves all three of them, loves to be fucked by all three of them. So she gets the somewhat unlucky honor of practically drooling with need, struggling to control it when they’ve all finally calmed the fuck down. No amount of training could have seen her tackling it the right way and she’s visibly excited as well as apprehensive when Yamato looks at her, then.]
The yellow one, of course. Made the tie myself.
[Nariko … She saw it, and didn’t see it. It was a fact that she witnessed but not one that she could unpack in her own mind just yet. If she did that then she might not have come back to Masaomi, and that was unacceptable. Right now the best way to deal with is to stay as close to him as possible so that’s what she does, trying to close up the parts of her that want to be reclaimed, mated with all over again. Really, this was what had made her young adult life such a pain in the ass, when she was young she hadn’t possessed anymore control than Veronica did. When she was turned on her scent wasn’t the thick, unquestioning scent it was that over the top, basic variety. It had taken her a long time to get it under control, so it’s ironic that even now she has a little trouble centering herself. Masaomi’s more than welcome to help her with it, though.]
You still have one more, though. [She’d hid it in one of the living rooms they didn’t use as often, though, and it would take two people to grab it but. Were any of them in the right state to move, let alone consider one last gift?]