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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[ ('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!

[Emily's not entirely sure if that noise should alarm her or not, though to her ears it does sound a little displaced before it shifts into something far more familiar. But he must have been alright if he wasn't stopping or bringing anything to her attention, so she tried to put it out of her head, and easily fell back into the moment itself.

And in that moment ... Jello Girl got something she was entirely unprepared for! But that was what happened when you asked for something without truly knowing what it entailed. But she didn't complain, hell, the girl didn't even wince which, to Emily, was actually quite impressive. For as small as she was she held up rather well, and even appeared to smile at that promise of his.]

Ah-huh, I'll be the best - possible whore! [It might take a good amount of training on her end but right now, as she rather quickly rockets towards her orgasm, it feels like the sort of goal she's meant for. It's better than education or stupid ass personal dreams like traveling to Taiwan, or whatever. She's never felt a better purpose in her life.]

[ He misses his mate, okay - there's nothing unusual about that. It's actually a pretty common thing, if he's honest, even if he does love other people, his pack, and he does love this whole process of being with other women, and he knows he's going to love Jello Girl in the future.

... The future?

Ah. ]

I know you will, because yer not gonna fail me now, you're not even allowed to! So come on, thank me for giving you purpose with a big cock up your ass!

[ And he slaps her cheeks again on the next pull back, hard enough to leave a mark on both lasting afterwards right before he drives back in, moving with a speed, purpose, and finesse that someone as drunk as him shouldn't really be able to pull off. And on the trust in, he leans forward to grab hold of her shorter hair and yank it, and therefore he head back ]

[It would be incredibly rude of Emily to laugh right now, but Masaomi can never seem to go without commentary - he's chatty, and it's just impressive. But on top of that Jello Girl is thrown another challenge when she'd just barely relaxed into what she had asked for in the first place! So it's kind of mean, sure, but watching her struggle is cute.]

Thank you! [Even that much is a little fragmented thanks to how thoroughly he's pounding into her, but there's still a vast improvement: She's less concerned about how she sounds, the words fit, now.] Thank you for your cock and how amazing it is!

[That she well and truly means every word of it with an earnestness that might have been missing earlier is just amazing.]

Good! [ He himself doesn't quite laugh, but the sound he makes is almost like he was going to before it turned into a more primal sort of growl-thing. Masaomi claws at her sides, seeming if anything to pick up the pace a little more, to ram his cock in that much harder, in a way which might have been painful to a great many people, but he was determined to push the most pleasure possible out of the both of them ] That's the sort- of spirit you need!

[ Gratefulness for having been made a slut, that is! It's only right, that's the sort of thing that Nariko had long ago mastered. He whines a little in the back of his throat and in so doing digs his nails in a little more ]

[From her position Emily can see the young woman bite her lip, how she tries to hang her head despite how thorough a grip Masaomi has on it. It's instinct more than anything else but Emily hums,] Not yet, kid, still too early.

[And while she was apparently more than happy to be obedient for Masaomi that wasn't really the case for Emily.] Fuck off! I'm not gonna - I'm fine!

[Except she didn't sound it at all, her voice warbled awkwardly and she shook almost violently, clawing at the sheets. Emily's instincts were on point, Jello Girl was already on the brink, but she also seemed to listen to Emily.]

Masaomi, [Emily's tone was practically singsong.] are you going to go easy on her?

I wasn't planning on it. Haven't! So far!

[ Did Emily think he was? He was holding nothing back when it came to the harsh thrusts into the blonde's ass, digging in a deep as he possibly could and digging his nails in and smacking her ass and sides alternatively. Perhaps he could degrade the blonde a little more or torment her body in other ways? If the redhead thought that he wasn't going to give his all, or was going to stop for her, then...

Well, he'd need to prove he wasn't ]

[Emily would never doubt him, he's not the angle that she's going for but he can be easily forgiven for not realizing that quite yet.]

See, blondie? If you're going to ask for it then you have to at least stand it. You want to be good enough, right? Or else there's no way you're getting in.

[Emily's toeing a line here, but she's hoping that Masaomi will either trust her enough to ignore it, or be too overwhelmed to realize that there's something extra going on.]

I know! I won't -- I'm not [Jello Girl's words stutter and become a series of short, reactive moans as her body tightens even further and she pulls at the sheets underneath her. Emily was more than happy to sit back and watch her actions go into effect. With a smirk, she glances up at Masaomi and winks - she'll let him in on this later, but right now he can just enjoy! Jello Girl's on the very edge of herself, barely holding it together, and it makes her so much louder and tighter, less restrained by whole miles.]

[ Emily if you want something specific, you need to communicate it better. That said, watching the two women interact... there's definitely something at play here. That wink from Emil pushes through all of his doubts though, all the questions he has before he just moans, turned on all over again. And the man groans, reaching forward to shove Jello Girl's face and upper body down, and lift up her ass that much more. He shifts his own position, because as she's tightening up against him-

He's going to drill down into her, angle it like he's digging into her body with intent to break it apart. And at this pint, his scent and cock both throbbing, there's no real assurance that he won't - ]

You're going to - keep going until I've had my fill at least!

[ He laughs at this - ] That's the way real slut does!

[Hey, hey, this isn't for her at all! She's had her fun, and while ideally he won't leave her a mess on the floor, waiting to be fucked, she's got enough control to realize this is Jello Girl's time. Emily is only helping her shine as brightly as she possibly can! It's that simple.

And just that effective, because where she might have gone rigid and overworked her brain the slim little blonde just accepted it the way she was supposed to. She allowed herself to be shoved into the bed, to be so thoroughly fucked that she wouldn't be able to stand up right, much less walk.]

Yes, yes, yes - a real slut! I'm gonna be a real slut!

[Emily chimes in:] You sure are, sweetheart.

[It's the specific words or maybe the tone that it's all said in that makes Jello Girl cum as quickly as a thread snapping under the worst tension. It's a violent orgasm in the way she writhes and seems to arch forward before self correcting, moving back the way she's supposed to. Just - Man, just leave her, even if it was too early.

But excuse Emily while she is the most self-satisfied woman on Earth in that moment.]

Good, good!! Because I'll be needing more and more of that out of you! I'm not stopping here! [ He groans again, roaring that much harder. He can feel her shaking hard in his arms, he can feel her ass clenching and contorting in such a way that his dick is actually that much harder to move. But he still pushes it it anyway, feeling her body move around his head, feeling his eyes go a bit wide with a hungry need to see how long he can push this and how far he can push her. To see...

Well, a lot of things. He looks over at Emily again even as he pulls on Jello Girl's legs, trying to force them apart in such a way as to make her cheeks spread a bit more as if that could make it easier, but more the point ]

You want more, right?!

[ As if she could answer now ]

[There's no way she can answer him beyond a particularly high whimper, a nod against the bed that might be somewhat swallowed up by the comforter. Jello Girl was a writhing, vaguely conscious mess of a person, that her legs hadn't given out entirely was a miracle within itself while she bends to his will, letting them spread a bit farther than what might even be comfortable for her ]

Masaomi. [If Emily was the pouting type then maybe that's the expression she'd wear, for the most part she just seems deceptively level. His effect on her a little quieter, mostly evident in the flush on her cheeks and the dilated pupils.] Am I getting a turn?

[It's rally easy for men to get all caught up in things that are new and shiny - it's a trait that Emily's never been able to put up with very well. But this is her Alpha, she can't imagine demanding anything of him so it is what it is - a genuine, surprisingly respectful question.]

[ He didn't even reach orgasm himself this round though, how could it be said that Jello Girl served her use! Still, even as h continues this, he was looking at Emily, and seeing her expression now and hearing that tone...

He licks his lips, hungry all over again. And while he does want to fulfill Jello Girl's purpose, he does want to give her the life of a true slut, he doesn't want to disappointed the redhead either. Caught between both drives, he groans out - ]

Yes. [ Did she want it now, or would she wait ]

Get the dress off if you don't want me to rip it apart.

[Hey, she's not the one that makes the decisions here! Of course she'll wait, she just didn't want him to get completely distracted by the shiny thing underneath him! It's true that he should probably have at least one go around with her before he wanders on over to Emily. Jello Girl might really not let him go for as semi-quiet as she's being (anything that isn't outright screaming is quiet, as far as Emily is concerned) when she overhears them, when her brain vaguely catches up with syllables being used for communication - she arches back a little.]

Don't - Please don't leave -- I - [She's trying, okay.] I can still! [Please him, make him cum. She can pull it off before Emily, dammit!

The redhead is just fine, she's getting her dress off, which involves pulling it up quite a bit before throwing it off to one side. It messes her hair up more than a bit, and the dark green and black lace lingerie might be a little distracting (because he's used to the piercings, by now) but hey, at least she'll actually be patient.]

[ He's mostly used to the piercings, but he's only seen her display the whole star wars set once. And even so, it's still novel to count all of them on her body one by one. She's the only person he knows who has as many (more?) than Nariko. But still, it's Jello Girl's words which crack him out of the reverie of checking out the redhead and her underwear. He looks down at the blonde he's drilling into, and - ]

Praise my cock for me, and I might not!

[ He was demanding the unreasonable now. He knew he was, pushing her down at this angle, her lower body almost lifted into the air, pulling at her legs. But all the same, he looks down at her with fierce eyes, not slowing down the push into her at ll. ]

[It's not like she can really see him from this angle, it wouldn't be a good idea twist when he's got her half in the air. But Jello Girl can feel the intent all the same, maybe because she's sensitive to the room or because Emily had the right idea, and the blonde seems to feed off of being pushed a little, told that she can't so she can prove that she can. Who really knows because in the end she's not exactly anymore sober than Masaomi.]

Amazing! Best cock in the world! [That she sounds clipped is an inevitable result, okay? He hasn't let up.] I'm lucky to be able to take it! Once in a lifetime experience, that I - I almost don't deserve!

[You know, less than hour ago she'd been so awkward but even if her delivery is just flat out straightforward there's a genuine earnest nature to it all now. She's not the immediately 'artful' type by nature, she does everything in a plain way that's accentuated by genuine feelings - though one could argue that's it's own form of artful. At least she owns it incredibly well.

Meanwhile, Emily is still the woman in the house with the most piercings. She's got a grand total of about twenty, though the great majority of that is her corset piercing set, which takes up the majority of it her back. She's only got some of the Star Wars set in tonight - she's still too fond of them all to go even a day without at least three or four pieces in her - but it doesn't make her any less of a vision, nor anymore gently encouraging. Since Masaomi seems to have a handle on their weirdo third party she's happy to just push the girls head back out of the way, gentle and rather supportive.]

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