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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[ Turned off... Emily's basically teasing him now, or at least savoring it and the moment. It's interesting, as he feels that long tongue - she can almost get it around the whole thing at some places, can't she? Or he's imagining she can. He shivers a bit, and focuses back on Jello Girl. ... Might as well he honest. ] No. I was just caught off-guard.

[ But on the other hand - ] Has that line ever worked on someone?

[ He allows her to get the shirt though! Is she leaving the tie or does that go too ]

[He's not imagining anything! Her tongue is really just that long and good.

And in the case of Jello Girl, she flushes again, and the tie finds its new home resting around her neck.] I don't generally need lines to have sex with anyone.

[So that's pretty much a 'no', but a very situational one.] ... But I don't generally catch anyone off-guard, so I'm going to consider it an achievement. [But hey she hasn't doomed the situation so! Why not go back to laving him with kisses. Emily please hurry the fuck up because it's going to take a grand total of fifteen seconds for her sex drive to shoot back up.]

Mmmmm, mm. I could see that - you're very pretty and you have a cute butt.

[ A sage nod! And he's just going to sit here and stare at the tie around Lana's neck (that's cute) and bask in the attention of both women. He groans a little rocking his hips against Emily's head just so that he can have that tongue curl around him some more. He kinda wants to make out with her now, to have a tongue battle with her. this is so great.

He should train her.

How would he train her? the only way to improve her at this point would be spiritual, or maybe it's just his personal preference to his mate? He'll ask Nariko about it maybe. ]

[Considering her necessary preferences it was probably a very good thing that she had a cute butt - not that she'd get into that whole talk, even if it would come up one way or the other. But while she's determined to leave hickeys all over him, turning his collarbone at least two different colors, Emily moans below them. She likes the thrusting, and tries to gently tug at him to make it as clear as possible that she wants more of it. What would probably upset her is the idea of being pulled from him, especially so close to her goal. That was maybe the one imperfection she had against her elder, in the end Emily was unabashedly selfish and needy.

No matter what Masaomi did, though? It really wasn't a bad set up, two different women at his complete mercy and practically drowning him in attention, and one of them almost violently dedicated to make him cum that third and final time, if only to know that she'd done as ordered.]

[ Oh, oh that's what Emily is demanding of him. Well, even if she was selfish, then he's more than game to play ball in this respect. His hips rock a little, and then they push forward more and harder. He starts to play at fucking the back of her throat, pushing his cock up into her. Of course she needs to work with him, but...

Well, he's sure she'll like this.

He just knows. His scent pumps, and he makes to run his hands through Emily's hair, tugging at it and scratching her scalp. He pants a little, and even if he's benefiting from Jello Girl's attention, he doesn't seem to demand anything more of her. Or give her approval one way or the other. She'll jut devotedly do this to him as he gains his pleasure primarily out of Emily ]

[He's wrong. She loves it - like is too small a word for such an immediate reaction, or to explain how weirdly happy it makes her that he's being a little rougher with her, holding back less. Her throat is going to be sore later and she'll likely give him shit for it, but fondly. Part of the fun with Masaomi was that his limits almost seemed nonexistent, she could push herself a little more with him, and that included finding every possible way to work BB-8 around his cock in new patterns, including one or two that even Nariko hadn't seemed to think up just yet.

And the whole time she's a mess of awkward noises, the wet suction of it was one thing, and her own half-whimpers were another. As far as Emily was concerned her existence was narrowed to being with Masaomi and no one else.

So it was probably a good thing that Jello Girl didn't object to being put on the back burner. She'd hit a tiny limit with the whole spontaneous lines thing anyway.]

[ Fuck that pattern, the little roll of BB8 against him just makes his eyes alight all the more, his eyes go wide and his smile turns increasingly manic. His scent seems to pulse in the air, and he grips both sides of her skull, shoving her down and pulling her out as he continues to fuck her head with reckless abandon. And though he's groaning, panting, almost animalistic during it...

... The fact of the matter is that the full Masaomi experience is not a silent one. So as he begins to edge himself towards orgasm, he blabbers ]

Fuck, Emily! I've got to do this more-- often! I'll use this throat of yours as a cleaning tool, shoot out every last little drop of my cum not eaten up by everyone else--! [ He groans, and his tongue hangs out- ] And don't you worry, I'll knock you up too. But maybe-- no, I should shove more jizz down that gullet of yours than that baby'll drink milk, just drown you in the stuff. And you'd like it, wouldn't you?! No, you don't need to answer, I know--

[ He's going to blow soon enough ]

[It's important to remember that Emily's room is the nearest to Masaomi and Nariko's, she's had a slightly better to seat to a lot of what they've done, inevitably overheard and felt what they do to one another. It gives her a little bit of warning, she can logically understand where he's going, that there's no stopping it - but there's something to be said for being on the receiving end of it.

Emily can't do anything but submit and if that's supposed to bother or concern her it doesn't. There's an acceptance, a total joy in it that encompassed what she already knew, and if she was able to she'd have just agreed with him, told him he was right. But he knew. He already knew.

Jello Girl is Thoroughly Unprepared for All of This and it shows. For as much as she wants to kiss or otherwise be more involved she can't deal, she's a drooling, vaguely noisy little mess and if she were more aggressive then Emily might be pushed off Masaomi's lap entirely, but she's far too submissive. So they're locked in that stalemate, entirely dependent on the actions of the Alpha between them - Which is more than a little fitting.]

I know. [ and he says this jovially, but with a note of finality - it's final in more ways than one too. Edged so close to his conclusion even if he might have wanted to spout out more words for her even if he might've wanted to commit more acts of debauched dominance over her, to degrade her and to show how much he will use and abuse her body through his words, he has hit a biological limit. His hands force her mouth to the very base of his cock and he pushes in a little further besides, and with a long moan, the Alpha shoots his load more or less directly down her throat.

He lingers there, possibly cutting off her air, for the full extent of time it takes to unload his seed in her, panting and slack-jawed atop her. And only once he's sated does the man pull her head back, and then slide his cock out. Slightly crosseyed, he looks between Emily and Jello Girl.

... What time is it?

He's too drunk and too horny ]

[She loves him so much in that moment that it should be wrong, because Emily truly loves her boyfriend, Martin's got her heart and it shouldn't split so easily but it does for Masaomi. Because he's her Alpha, and because he's just ... Masaomi. She's always kind of felt that way about him, and never saw much wrong with it. So maybe it's only natural to feel as much physical bliss as there is emotional, though some of it fades as he forces her off him for good.

But it's alright, she drapes herself over one of his legs, panting open mouthed. She's wet as fuck all and she wants - needs to be fucked but her body feels too heavy, a combination of all the alcohol, the time (it's really late, it has to be by now), and all the effort three blowjobs took.]

Hey. [Jello Girl isn't so docile, but she doesn't want to piss him off or screw up the mood like before, though.] You're not done - right?

[She's never felt such unbelievable fear at the idea of not being able to have sex.]

[ To him, in that moment when Emily swallows it down, when he does his mad thrust and when he penetrates into her, it's a sublime feeling, something old and primal and something he'd rarely allowed himself to feel. It harkens back to some ancient time he barley understands and while he does feel an academic revulsion for those packs which so limit people by making the Alpha of the pack the one who mates with every woman, requiring them to do so as Ada had said... right now, it seems sound, it seems only right. Even if Nariko was the "Alpha Bitch" - why hasn't he claimed all of them more perfectly.

It seems right for her to grip his leg, panting like that. And to express the rightness and the affection he feels, he patchs the top of her head, brushing at the crown of her hair lightly even as he turns to face Jello Girl.

He really does need a clock, he can't be late for Nariko.

But there's no way it's even midnight yet. He wouldn't have missed that- ]

Not even close.

[ His voice is somewhat ragged as he says it ]

[They have to get back before too long after midnight anyway since Emily has to call her boyfriend and make sure he didn't land in a ditch somehow. So he can leave the time keeping to Emily, it'll all work itself out.]

Good, I - yeah. [Jello Girl is having an awful hard time getting any sort of understandable English out, but she's got it in her to paw at Masaomi, to pull him closer, and she makes half hearted movements like she might just go ahead and sit on his lap - and it's not Emily's presence that makes her stop.] Can we? [Fuck. Or is he going to put her through more weird tests?]

I can't wait anymore.

[And that within itself is odd, it's his fault that she has to deal with all this new crap, and she can't handle how exciting or vaguely scary it is, so the least he can do is help her deal with it, right?

Anything to get him in her, really.]

[ He owed Emily something for those three times, he's distantly aware. But that feels as far away to him as any thought of Martin and how he did genuinely want to meet the man and shake his hand (for that matter, he did Joshua too--) Right now, he was confronted with Jello Girl and he looks her over before he nods, grinning a little wider as he licks his lips.

He might have read her mind, because his response is - ]

You're not in my pack, so I'm not sure you'd survive me messing with you.

[ that wouldn't be fair.

So he invites her with a gesture which might imply she should get in his lap or one which might imply she should bend over. It's a strange waving gesture ]

[(There should just be a catch all 'Meet the Kidas day)]

I'll work hard on it, it's just, y'know, I've never ... It's not usually like this, so ...

[She's making excuses and for as wispy as Jello Girl looks she's really not that type. But ultimately it's just the truth. Not every pack nor way of life was so sexually aggressive, but it speaks to her character that learning isn't intimidating so much as justifiably new. It's along the same lines as training Junko, and that's harder to pull off in a setting like this, because it's all instincts and reactions, call backs to long buried instincts that she can't personally grip her brain around yet.

So thank fucking gods he doesn't seem intent on putting her through the same ringer as Emily. But since there's a choice, she has to go with bending over while also scrambling to yank herself out of her clothes. What a shitty night to wear pants, but at least there's nothing underneath them and once they're off she's happy to fling them elsewhere.]

[ ( there should that would probably be pretty sweet, just invite all the peripherals for a block party or some shit ) ]

Aaaah, I'm sure you will.

[ She had said she wanted to join, right? And if she did</> do that, even if he still didn't know her name, she would have to learn. The Alpha brushes the top of Emily's head one more time and groans a little as he shifts his position to get up on his knees on the bed so he might mount up behind Jello Girl. He doesn't mean to be rude to Emily or anything but-

Well, whatever. He gets up behind Jello Girl, assisting her a bit with the pants and reaching now to feel her ass and run his fingers down to feel what she's got there in the dim light ]

[ ('So you're really into fucking my mate' over a plate of chicken)

Emily appreciates the touch but she's not too thrilled to be left on her own! Still, it's Masaomi's decision and she isn't going to dream of second guessing it, she moves and shuffles closer to the top of the mattress, where Lana ends up resting on her arms. She's got a nice view of the petite blond and her Alpha at once.

When Masaomi finally does touch her Jello Girl half whines into the sheets. Unlike Emily she's devoid of any piercings, it's all her, wet and eager. The one thing of note is that there is, of all things, a set of stars tattooed into her skin, one on each limit like a pair only meant to be seen on her hands and knees! Which, considering her preferences, was probably the case.

If he happens to linger a little too closely to her cunt then she tenses, but either way now is a good time to point it out:] H-Hey, can we - I mean, can you fuck my ass?

[And there's a little implication of 'and nothing else' in there, for as violently as her strawberry scent pumps out, weak in comparison to his.]

[ ( seems about right they can invite Nathan too and he can feel awkward ) ]

Yes. [ But all the same, the implication lingers, and while he does pull his fingers back from her cunt, while he does brush again it, he also asks, perhaps a little thickly, ] Why?

[ The stars are so cute though! The man busies himself with poking them individually in turn even as his hardening cock is brought up to rub again her ass, hotdogging between the cheeks as he grips her sides. That smell of strawberries, while it did pale to his own and was almost drown out, it did add a sweet ambiance to everything, and he smiled form it ]

[(yes this is a good idea)

It isn't as if no one has ever asked about it. These days it's a little strange to not have vaginal sex. It's even weirder to prefer anal to it. But with other partners she's been in her head enough to be able to skirt the questions. Now it feels as if her hormones have turned against her, and there's a lazy, redheaded cat staring at her with a mild sort of interest. It's a lot of little details that seem to push honesty on her whether she wants to feel it or not.]

I've never ... I haven't done it that way yet.

[Why does it feel weirdly shameful to admit right now? Maybe because Emily probably took it every which way, including diagonally.] It's scary, alright? So I don't want to.

[That wouldn't change here and now for him, though thanks to the continuous influence of a certain perky lady in her class, she's been giving it more thought. But Jello Girl isn't losing her technical virginity (tm) at a stupid party. If she was going that route she might as well have pushed through the fear in her teens.]

[ Masaomi must be far, far too drunk for this right now because without his scent hiccuping at all to reflect his mild confusion, the man tilts his head and then says, quite simply, ]

Oh, weird.

[ . . . Was he calling that notion strange, or was he calling her strange? Did he mean it in an accusatory sense? Not really, and if he were in a more right place of mind, he might have tried to be reassuring or comforting. Maybe Emily can pick up his slack there, assuming she can even talk. But right now, the Alpha has poked the last star on Jello Girl that he can see, nods, and slides his cock down between her ass cheeks to brace for getting inside.

He inhales, and - ]

Yeah, well, 'm sure this ass more'n makes up for it.

[ He's slurring a little, going back to an accent he did in his youth. Weird ]

[Who knows which it is, but she's not upset. It's always been A Thing, but it's her thing and she's grown past the need for validation or acceptance of it. So while the comforting might have at least made him that much more impressive to her it's really all perfectly fine. But Emily does lean forward to give Jello Girl a kiss, mostly just for the hell of it, and maybe to help the blonde relax just a tad. That she responds so easily is a good sign, but it does explain why she doesn't immediately answer Masaomi and his especially interesting rambling.

While Jello Girl gets into the kiss itself Emily peers up at her Alpha, and the look in her eyes says that he should really go ahead and hurry. He's drunk as fuck all and he's got a tiny livewire underneath him. Not really the best combination for a variety of reasons.

And, besides, since when did Masaomi hold back, pack or not?]

[ In all honesty, the fact Jello Girl is silenced and Emily is making eye contact like that is a mercy. Masaomi would have run things into the ground left to his own devices here, and it's just made all the more clear when he locks eyes with Emily, chuckles, and in focusing he - ]

You just want'a show.

[ But all the same, he can read the signs! Besides, he's still horny and feeling off both of their scents lingering in the air around him. The Alpha grunts, and with his cock hard all over again, he positions himself. With very little warning, he thrusts his cock inside her ass, planning to wedge the length in as far as he can go with the first thrust and pick up the pace after that, slapping her cheeks a bit as he goes ]

I just want everyone happy.

[From her place half on the bed, half sprawled over the floor, Emily shrugs with the most shit-eating little smirk known to man. It's about the same thing because by facilitating a bit on her end she gets a nice show anyway, because why wouldn't she want to get a front row seat? It's especially worth it when Jello Girl lets out that first, inherently pleased moan, though even from her place Emily can see that she ended up taking a lot more on the first go than what might be normal. It was likely due to how slick his cock was likely to be - Emily had practically slobbered over it, after all - but still. Kinda cool!]

God yes! [She's the happiest little blond in the world right now. It's actually sort of cute.]

Haha!! Well, then I'mma give you something to-- you know!

[ He totally bungled that whole thing. Oops. Still, he says this with a hard thrust and setting off a good, strong pace into the blonde. He's not sure right now if it's a unique condition of this girl's ass or if it's how slick he was from the redhead's work, but a combination of both of those are just a quick movement, a harsh push forward. He slaps the sides of her cheeks again, and the man smirks.

Jello Girl better love it. Even if that little squeal was nice sounding ]

[Emily laughs a bit,] Just do what feels best. [And stop worrying about talking or showing off or any of that. Jello Girl isn't even cognizant enough to appreciate anything along those lines anyway. But she's definitely got it in her to be grateful for how quick he is about it.]

H-Har-der! [If Masaomi is really paying attention he might catch Emily giggling a bit, because Jello Girl can barely form a single word and she's still asking for more. It reminds her of those sorts of people whose eyes are bigger than their stomachs. Or maybe it's her ass instead of her eyes? Something like that.

But she's having a ball all the same, going from little whimpers and squeaks to the sort of actual, shameless moans that would inevitably carry to the floor below them.]

[ Just do what feels best...? Harder, huh? Masaomi's eyes change up a little, becoming a little bit harder and he smirks. Something that feels best and something harder. The fact was that he wasn't holding back that much now, or at least not in any way that he can control on a cognitive level. Rather, it's an emotional level.

Because right now, through his whole drunken haze, he finds himself reconnecting with where he was earlier in the night when he accepted Emily's invitation. He wishes that he was with his own mate, that he was kissing her at midnight and fucking her the whole way there. Some strangely pitched noise comes up in his throat and it turns into a growl, and Masaomi decides that for this moment, missing Nariko, he can just imagine.

And so he picks up the pace, driving in harder, and now actively doesn't care for it it'll hurt Jello Girl a little more to force her forward or drive too hard into the depths of her body. And more than that, licking her lips, he makes a certain promise- ]

I'm going to turn you into a brainless buttslut whore!

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yay im excited

it's good to be back tbh

It really is I love it

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