masanari | [Futurelandia] The Wonderful Christmas (and maybe into New Years stuff too)

[Futurelandia] The Wonderful Christmas (and maybe into New Years stuff too)

[ Their pack's Christmas tended to be one which was full and chaotic, despite the fact that there were increasingly less children in the house as Yamato and Junko (and yes, Koji too) all grew to maturity. In some ways, this was actually more "kids" than had been in the house for it than in a long time, what with their new additions.

Still: Masaomi, Nariko, Ada, Sullivan, Emily, Octavio, Tom, Yamato, Junko, Koji, Veronica, and Audrey - Twelve people with at least one gift for everyone else, often times more in the case of those who were more generous or had deeper pockets or more to impress others with. The sheer number (even if it had grown over time) is probably what prompted them to set up a grate tree in one of the living room spaces which was probably meant to be a formal dining room and then lay out all the presents from everyone wrapped up under it andt hen sprawled out for a wide area around it all. There's chairs set up in a circle around the room to give everyone room to sit and the first one there (Which if, of course, Masaomi) brought bags for the wrapping paper to go into a recycle.

Also Masaomi has on a santa hat and a fake beard. Both of which Ada picked out years ago, and he wears mostly out of tradition. It's similarly out of tradition that he got up at the ass crack of dawn to sit in the room and eat some rice before anyone else got up, wait for them all to filter on in here usually starting with Ada or Sullivan or in recent years his eldest son so people can start to make breakfast and be ready. But either way, breakfast and present opening in the morning! A white elephant gift exchange game in the afternoon! A big dinner in the evening!

Christmas is a time of togetherness, where there has to be some structure, but there's a lot which can happen beyond all that and often did. Movies watched, songs sung, and even if this year of different and strange for a variety of reasons... well. It was still their day, and everyone would enjoy it. ]

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[She - They'll figure something out. Before all of this became a real, undeniable thing she hadn't figured that he'd want those little joys, that they'd even matter! ... But then a big difference between Masaomi and Yamato is that the latter is a little more sensitive, so she probably should have figured that out on her own.]

I'll wear whatever you want! [Which is probably a dangerous idea, considering, well. He's still a teenage boy. But, hey, their entire pack has seen her naked at some point or another.]

I belong to you now, so [She wants to kiss him. She loves him so much that it almost hurts.] so I'll do anything.

[ Amazing. Beautiful. That's so--

She's so-- He looks at her with wide eyes and he - he groans and gives another thrust up. He won't last that much longer this round ]

A-anything?! For... real, Nariko?

[It's really just a few more seconds at most but that question ... It's so Yamato-like.]

Of course that's - I'll do anything for the man that I love.

[And that's Yamato. Her mate. There's no more questioning it now, the part of her that must have surely opened in order to allow this has closed, there's no more room for change. It is what it is now, and she's too loyal for her own good, but eventually he'll understand how boundless (and considerably stifling, depending) her love can be.

Right now she can't make it through another second. It seems as if her body shakes from its core, and there's no name for her sounds, even if they do closely resemble screams, there's a primal quality to it as she squirts around his cock.]

[ And that's him. He is the man that she loves. He is the center of her world, and they are in love. ... It's surreal, really, but even as he thinks about it, it also feels right and natural. His eyes zero in on her face, and he tries to lock eyes with her before he's forced to shut them from the tenseness in this body. As she convulses around his cock, he pushes into her, feeling it pulling on him.

He won't last - he couldn't last, not after all they went through in just this round.

And he releases up into her, shooting out another load inside of her. As it was right ]

[That's him, without question.

There's really no such thing as calming down, not entirely. The best she can do is to somewhat halfheartedly collapse on his chest, bracing a little awkwardly on the floor and doing her best to keep still. The slightest movement was going to send her right back into pathetic desperation, she already knew that, but even Nariko had to breathe in.]

Alpha ... [Hers. Her mate. It's so -]

... I really want to suck it but then I'd have to move.

[She doesn't want to be separated from him, and yet! This isn't a bad problem to have.]

[ Alpha.

He's her Alpha?

It's one thing to be loved, it's another to be - he ... He blinks a little and - and... He's so flattered and so amazed and to some extent worried that he mutters out something at first before he inhales and exhales and - ]

Y-you should suck me off.

Okay.

[That's it. She doesn't even think to say no, doesn't think of a reason to not do exactly as he says, even though it'll hurt to be without him inside of her body. She lifts herself up slowly to shuffle down and ... There's no hesitation, no waiting. He hadn't said to tease him or draw it out! He said suck, and so that's what she was going to do!

And splendidly, at that. There might be a notable loss ringing through her nerves but she makes up for it by sucking avidly, taking him down to the base.]

[ The minute that she slides out of him in order to fulfill that demand, three things slam into existence for Yamato. The first is that he reconciles what she means by Alpha. He owned her in every sense of the word, she would do what he said, probably even more unquestionably than a "high priestess" like Junko, and with more fervor to boot. In a way, this connection superseded the existing pack that they were a part of and whatever connection they had to their mutual Alpha. The second, and perhaps even most important, he realizes that the pride he feels in her moving to his command isn't the be all and end all of this moment. He's a teenager, it's not like there is no pride - but there's also love, there's a bubbling affection that she did that for him, and she wanted to move for him. He breathes out her name...

And more importantly than even that-- He feels the loss, he feels wrong that he's not inside of her, and it's a feeling he didn't even know was possible, like something was carved out of his body. Did she feel this all the time? All this time before she was connected to him? (Oh yeah she had -- ... yeah that guy's name) Or--

He groans a little, and - ]

You're so... amazing.

[ He exhales, and- this was so fast, so hard, like she was trying to make him cum as quick as she could. But he realizes - oh wait, he -- aaah. ]

T-tease me. More.

[See, should have listened to her, Yamato! It's a horrid sensation and not one she really wanted to feel all over again but he'd told her what to do and denying that would have felt even worse. Case in point, while she does glow underneath that compliment the second he tells her what to do she slows down naturally, and looks up at him with those same loving eyes as before. She keeps on watching him as she practically drags her mouth up the length of his cock, to the tip where she can focus all of her attention on the head, utilizing every little trick she had - and her repertoire was certainly greater than Junko's!

But he's not wrong. Junko can do her best but she has no hope of comparing to Nariko in too many categories, though that had less to do with skill or even experience, and far more to do with the fact that, well, now they were parts of each other. It only stood to reason that she'd answer some of his needs better than other woman.

He'd figure that out on his own, though, she knew it, just like she knew he'd only be able to stand so much torture for so long! One serious upside to enjoying blowjobs was that she didn't feel any need to hurry them up, and even though inhaling his scent was like a straight aphrodisiac she could make do with touching herself while slowly working him over.]

[ He should have listened to her, but at the same time, it's almost mildly exciting to make his own mistakes and to order her... she likes to be ordered, right? He's pretty sure she did, and that look in her eyes, the meaning it conveys to him makes him melt a little. The teenager's scent spikes a bit, despite the fact it had been holding on this high, constant, primal note. Like there's no way for him to stop.

In this nascent state, it's possible there isn't. And so he...

Babbles, through a protracted groan as his cock throbs in her mouth and he head seems to twitch, eager for her to -- eager for something ]

I want... I want so much, Nariko. We could do so much tonight. And we can fall asleep together [ Did she have something to do in the morning? He sure forgot it ] after. And before that... Ah. Ah. Can I even dance with you, knowing I could ram my cock in you? But I still want to. Ah...

[She does. But there is something to be said for learning it at your own pace, even more to be said about the fact that there's no mistake he could make that she couldn't inevitably support him through. It's a result of her age as much as the slight difference in their personalities. When he reacts that much more strongly she moans, and she sinks her fingers into her cunt despite how unsatisfying it is.

Eager for her to ... ? Well, she curls her tongue, works it up and down while she gently pumps the rest of his thick length.

Saying all that when when she's busy and couldn't possibly take herself off his dick is almost cruel. But she listens attentively all the same, for as much as she's rocking her hips a little she's not so out of her mind as to not hear him.

She ... Does have something to do, though. But that's so far away. She has to do it. Has to. But that's -- right now she's here. She's with the person who completes her. So it's okay.]

I wish -- I could afford to pay for dinner. [ He says this with a long, long sigh. Not really a depressed one though, more one of pleasure gone awry into slightly wistful at the end of her swirling down his dick. The fact is, he's in debt at this point, the part time gig he got in order to afford his impressive presents didn't near cut it for the ones he got for Nariko and Audrey in particular, though Junko's cut into it as well even with the discount Tiffany gave him. Yamato couldn't help but love the idea of it, that he had so impressed all these women and that he had-

He'd learned something about himself, but also found Nariko. How had he been blind all these years, how had he not acted on it? Honestly, he can't... well. ]

Nariko... Ah. We have to fuck against that window, see fireworks - together. There are some, I think. Aaaand I didn't even look at the bathroom here...

[... Oh goodness, he's going to be one of those types that likes to make sure everything is handled, isn't he? Which isn't inherently bad, in fact that in and of itself could be attractive so long as it wasn't too domineering! But Yamato shouldn't expect to be able to handle things like that just yet! Besides, she was still returning the favor as far as her ring was concerned! Of course she can't mention any of this, but it's still thought.

But she doesn't know why it took so long either. They've only been together for nearly every single day of his life. But better a little late than absolutely never.

The window, maybe even at dinner, and he's right that there are fireworks! She wants to do it then, too! And in the gigantic tub and the standing shower, in the bed a few times, and then on the table of their little kitchen here -- Without any sense of restraint they'd probably just mark the whole place in one night! Anyway, she lets herself work down a little more, not quite to the point of taking everything but about halfway, and the whole time she focuses her tongue on little weaknesses, juggling that with aggressive, filthy sucking.

He said to tease, so she'll just keep up with that!]

[ In all honesty, he probably is. Masaomi's control was a harsh one in that it seemed to almost demand fealty and an obnoxious awareness that he was the ruler. But it also allowed for almost absurd levels of freedom within that framework. Yamato's almost obsessive need to make sure that people were cared for and happy probably meant that his control was one which tried to cater to everyone's needs, and in so doing micromanage to a far greater extent. It's something he would need to learn to balance through his life, and in his context, it meant that he was a bit of a needy boyfriend.

He... ] Nariko... How did I miss this? Aaah. I'm trying to think - how long I've loved you. I think...

[ It wasn't necessarily a constant thing, but it was there. And he groans, rocking his hips a little as he's teased. But he loves it ] Maybe it's when I was... ah. I remember when I was seven. And I saw you being fucked over a kitchen counter... I was curious. Wanted to try it too. I think?

[ This is pre puberty, so it's a little misguided then, but.. ]

[There's a considerable amount of personal satisfaction that comes with that movement, and she takes it as a positive sign.

... Had it really always been there, or was he seeing their past through an entirely different lens now? She doesn't doubt him, she can't, but it's still surprising to hear those words. It's such a young age, long before most any would have those kinds of thoughts. Maybe it was less surprising considering the household that they came from, how often and happily Nariko was often fucked right in front of her kids. Her future mate.

That young.

It's wrong of her but she trembles, her hips buck a little subconsciously as she toys with her clit. He could have tried. Masaomi probably would have let it happen and ... If she cums without even being touched it's going to be utterly pathetic, right? ]

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[ Honestly, it's probably a little a both - maybe they were always meant to be here, or maybe it was something which now they were here highlighted in the past in many different ways. Something he did know is that he tended towards women who reminded him of his mother in both superficial and less superficial ways when he aged and began to lust elsewhere. He knows that one of the first times he masturbated it was over some frustration that he wanted to touch her breasts. and he knows...

That shudder breaks him out of whatever reverie he feels and he - ] N--Nariko. That's enough teasing. I think. [ And... ] Y-you can get me off in the next- thirty seconds, right?

[When he says her name like that she stops completely, and there's suddenly a hyper awareness in her gaze, she's alert to whatever he might order her to do, it could be overwhelming if it wasn't such an oddly natural expression for her. But, thirty seconds? Well, yes, she can probably manage that! It means dropping her throat on the rest of his length but that's just a fun time for her and she does it without a second thought.

Is he counting? She's trying to count in her head while she stuffs her throat with his incredibly thick length and sucks again before she works at him quickly. Now she exists for the sake of making him cum as quickly as possible, it's an imitation of beforehand when she'd misinterpreted his order but even this is somehow far more passionate.]

[ Shit but she was doing it. Thirty seconds. He initially intended to count down out loud, but the moment she picks it up like that, existing to make him cum, putting her throat around the top end of his dick and probably choking herself a little, he can't possibly compete. But he didn't want to make it easy for her either! His toes curling inward and his fingers grasping at the air, he bites his lip to try to hold back, giving her more of a challenge.

She looked to alert there even through the lust.

She would-- do anything? He has to test this. In the end, he might be a far more controlling lover than Masaomi is.

But -- it's been fifteen seconds. He endures, barely. ]

[He should know better tan to doubt what she's capable of! Even if it was only based on experience she'd still be able to manage that kind of time limit! When you add that to the actual joy that comes with making him react this with there's no hope. Because for as much as Yamato might try to hide his responses she knows that they're there and she works harder, and does indeed choke herself for the sake of the goal.

Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen seconds - she doesn't let up. Every aspect of her being was focused on giving him pleasure, and she drew her fingers back from her cunt in order to better hold onto him while slamming her head down.

Even Masaomi wouldn't be able to take this.]

[ And for all Yamato is, for how much he can endure... he isn't his father, and certainly not in this respect of endurance or experience. And so, with nineteen seconds endured, Yamato moans out and then shouts out in some weirdly pitchy wail something which is either ran oath to god or her name (probably both) and shoots out a thick load into her mouth, filling and sticking to the back of her throat.

He's more or less crosseyed now, trying to look at her but also looking up to the ceiling ]

[That's not the end, though! At least not for her. She works him through it until she's drained as much as his cock is willing to give her for the moment. Nariko all but slurps it up, making sure to clean every inch of his cock and still suck the tip before she allows herself to pull off just slightly. Even then, she doesn't stop touching him and seems happy to stay right where she is, idly playing with his length and raining kisses over his lower stomach and hips.

He looks pleased, and that's good! But since there's no standing order here she'll just have her own fun while he gets his head back together.

She'll wait! ]

[ She was beautiful and she was affectionate. Yamato is in awe brought up into an orgasm he's pretty sure literally just destroyed his brain. The guy's ill focused on her, but he whines a little as she continues to work on his cock, as she licks it clean...

... She's been left without orders, he realizes.

So this is what she does in her element, huh? He smiles at her, and as he tries to get his voice in order, he slurs out - ]

Stand for me.

[Nariko isn't as easily confused as someone younger than herself might be, though! She can find things to amuse herself with or idle gentle! But when he does order her she tilts her head and listens, standing up a little slowly thanks to the overall weakness in her legs.

Trying to use her limbs for something other than touching him is just horrible, and standing technically puts more space between them! But she deals with it, watching him a little curiously.

... Her throat's a little too raw to bother with speaking right now.]

[ She did it...

He sits up a little bit and he smiles at her. He's not even sure what he... ]

Bounce a little.

[... If she bounces then -

Well, it's what he said to do, so it's not as if she's going to argue, and the most she does is hesitate for a barely recognizable second. So she bounces! Mostly by hopping the tiniest bit in place so her boobs bounce and she ... Can feel his cum threatening to slide down her legs.

There you go, Yamato, bouncing.]

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dead eyes at Nariko tho

hahahaha shit woman please

I TRIED TO WARN YOU she can be so gross given the right circumstances

It's sort of amazing though. To think of how her, Yamato, and Masaomi will be ok

I have been debating it with myself nonstop tbh but it's exciting

it kinda is tbh. Also who will have chenkov's knocking her up.

No idea!! Got any leanings tho?

I feel like Yamato is too obvious which is why it's a bit of a question to me tbh

tbh if it was still feasible I'd vote Masaomi to bother Yamato BUT no baby rn is an option too

Yeah I'm torn there like it could be some third party to fuck up both hmmm

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