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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I'll raise them to be great for breeding! You'll be proud of them!

[In the real world the idea of motherhood still terrifies her so thoroughly that it could bring on a panic attack, but all of that anxiety and fear, the baggage that was brought on by a variety of things that preceded Masaomi, all of it was so far away.]

We'll make sure there's more than enough to go around!

[She barely gets those words out as it is, but for as long as it took them to get to this point she doesn't want to give up so easily - she sure as hell doesn't want to be as simple as the laid out blond nearby. Holding off on her orgasm means that she whimpers, pants, sounds like as much of a mess as she feels, but it's a trade off she can live with.]

[ Ooooh, oh, that's... good. He likes the sound of that. He's not even sure if they're being serious or this is all a fantasy world now, but in a world where he just declared Jello Girl would be the personal use of he and his mate and he had openly declared his intentions to make a harem, it felt right to have Emily say that. He laughs at this, and his eyes, if anything, become even more manic, even more deluded ]

Good, good! They best be good at it, more than ready to accept seed and give this back of mine more children! Raised to be just as perfect of bitch as their mother! [ He snorts ] Maybe I should even break them in personally!

You'd ruin them for everyone else!

[She's never seen her Alpha this riled up - the most comparable event that comes to mind was back in November, after he'd healed from his vasectomy and basically lost his mind on everyone. But even that was its own beast, more about action than building up an entire scenario, one that felt so real that it might all come true.]

Shouldn't they at least be useful to everyone? You can't just let them get addicted to you so easily!

[Much in the way their future mother is experiencing right now. She really does love Martin, but how in the world did she exist without Masaomi for so long? It seems incomprehensible, and her barely-there laugh says about as much.]

You can't just leave me high and dry with none of them! [ he groans and then laughs. Almost insane in a way and his eyes flashing with something almost dangerous. Dangerous but intoxicating. And all he's saying should be horrifying. Maybe it would be in the morning. But right now it just seems right. ]

Your first one will be public use! But the second girl will be raised to be a good cum dumpster for me. Seems fair!

[Yeah, some of this should be completely horrifying, they have more 'human' instincts to block this kind of behavior, to make it unacceptable for the sake of everyone. And maybe in a way she still knows that and it's that she just doesn't care.]

I'll raise the second one personally, make sure she gets the best, she'll be so cute that you won't even remember Audrey!

I'll be expecting the best results. [ He says this with a pleased, self-serving, almost jovial tone. But he's not teasing her, not really. He's grinning and his eyes are manic. He's reverting towards some ancient self, something which is unburdened by more modern trappings of human society.

If she doesn't care, then there's a good chance that he doesn't either. If anything, he's incredibly turned on that she would roll with it. But either way, with a hard thrust up into her which makes all her piercings jingle (the ones that can) he starts to list his demands: ] Good ass! Firm tits and great technique. Flawless and without reservations! Her body needs to be at least as good as her mother's, but she better be willing to do whatever I want when I need that release! Come on, you promise right?! Examples!

[ He was being demanding again...

But it was fun. ]

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[He kind of ... Reminds her of a kid for just a second, for the very, very brief time period in which she can think with her own brain - it's not a bad thing by any means, it's just all she has for the sake of comparison. It's like he's grasping the thing which truly makes him whole and it's amazing to see, and really fucking awesome to know that right now she's the source - or at least a big piece of that reaction.

That's how he gets away with being demanding when she's barely got enough self control to refrain from cumming too damn early.]

She should follow you around! Just close enough to be reachable when you need her [Deep breathes.] and obedient enough to know when to step away, or help you get what you want! She won't have any shame, follow every single order you give her excitedly!

[The more she has to say the more her voice trips up.]

[ A kid... is not a totally unfair comparison. A kid, or some sort of animal? Some sort of thing which has a renewed lease on life, his eyes swimming with a demanding passion which throbs in the air. Everything around him and everything in his being demands that people around him swear their undying loyalty to him, that they entrust all that they have to him, and that he is their Alpha. He is their ruler, and he is their master.

... That's what he's asking of her, in essence. It's an even more extreme form of how he handled Junko's training, he realizes, he's asking her to train a daughter to be his personal slave. And while there's probably a large degree of moral philosophizing to be had about that, right now, in this state and with this scent, it just makes him feel a pulse through his body with the realization.

He growls, and his fingers twist her nipple in a way which might be almost painful. His kisses go down her chin and he bites down on her neck. But he breaks enough to - ]

And-- what about when I fuck my other bitches?! What about when I lay waste to my mate, or to you, or her sister or anyone else?! How does she handle it?!

[For as mouthy and calculating Emily might be in her natural state she's not built to stand up to this. It is painful but it's good, too, and for every kiss that meets her skin Emily is pretty sure she's just going to fall right out of her skin. This isn't something a normal person is meant to endure and still keep their sanity.]

She'll - ah - [She's trying, it isn't in her nature to go without a hell of a fight.] she'll get on her knees and o-offer to -- to s-suck your cock and spread her legs fo-for you!

[She can't. When she cums its unbelievable, she writhes, screams loud enough that the whole floor below this attic will inevitably hear it. But she doesn't care, doesn't give a single shit because her life is this moment and her Alpha, that she's serving him - she'll contend with the mild disappointment of blowing her proverbial wad to early later on.

Right now she's just the most complete she could ever hope to be and it's beautiful, so let her scream and gush around his cock, at least she makes a good show.]

Nine--! Nine points, Emily!

[ Not a full ten though. A slave that exists for his personal use, one who knows when to be gone and one who knows when to follow him, when he's with someone else, should not necessarily be making offers of her mouth or her cunt. No, instead, she should know to watch, or linger near, be attention for if she's needed but also know not to be involved. For indeed, it wasn't her desires and her pleasures which counted. Her happiness was Masaomi's happiness, completely. And as such, she was without jealousy for him being with anyone else, and without a need to be attended to - she just was blissful that he was blissful.

Which was, of course, awful and insane.

But it also seemed just right for him as he felt Emily exploding around him. So much so that he growls against her neck and bites down harder, running his tongue over where he feels her pulse on her neck. He digs his nails into her leg he's supporting, and gives her a continued set of thrusts into her. In truth, he won't last too much longer himself.

But he's also holding back on purpose, savoring this degradation of the redhead ]

[She doesn't have it in her to be disappointed by the score, though in truth she probably won't be too upset either way. He got her at the worst moment, there! What sort of woman was supposed to be able to formulate an absolutely perfect scenario like that?

Honestly.

But for her it was fun to give it all she had, so her pleasure feels more than a little earned and she lets herself drown in it and him, weakly attempting to move off the wall into his cock while her head tilt so he can have the full expanse of her neck. If she made a full on nine then he can't last much longer so she tries to do everything she can to help push him along, which includes yanking at his hair, trailing her tongue along the curve of his ear before she bites just a little roughly.]

[ No one could be, but let it never be said that Masaomi was at all someone who wasn't demanding, who didn't expect the impossible... or at least, didn't like to cultivate that illusion. Anyone in the back especially, but also anyone who knew him knew he could be extremely fair and extremely reasonable, sometimes to a frustrating fault when he didn't just unilaterally side with you. But at the same time...

Moments like this happened, moments when he was critical or at least demanded as much as a human could be reasonably expected to give.

Still, he was giving Emily a prime spot in his harem, so why shouldn't he? Masaomi groans as she digs roughly on his ear, and he bites down all the harder on her neck, sucking and no doubt leaving a mark. But it also silences him as he works his hips more and more around her wildly moving insides towards cumming. Because he would indeed cum, exploding a titanic amount of semen inside of her ]

[The man already supplies the equivalent of three meals with his cum, and now he might as well be stuffing her with a buffet, there's no way that it can all fit, huge amounts slip out and coat her thighs. Her head falls back against the wall as her voice finally tapers a little bit.] Fuck me.

[He literally just did that, and she was such a mess that it all came out at weird, uneven tones. Her fingers dislodge from his scalp a little and she looks at him - really looks at Masaomi Kida and she's happy. It's the weird, hormonal rush, the desire to nest with someone that could bring so much pleasure. She's never really been a fan of it.]

Seriously, a nine?

[So she'll divert instead, it's a lot easier, and it works out as far as her pride is concerned - she won't stop talking just because she half screamed her vocal chords out! That would be weak.]

That fuck was a ten, the answer about your daughter. Is a nine. A cumdump is selfless.

[ He says this in a slightly breathy way himself, still holding her leg and still holding her against the wall. Still with the predatory look in his eyes, even as fluids roll down both of their legs from their intermingled selves. He's hungry and powerful now, but he's also...

Well.

He's something, that's for sure. ]

[Her eyes roll at that. How did he not get selfless out of her example? Ahh, well. Either way what really counted there was a full on ten, so there goes any chance of feeling as if she missed the mark, she did just fine. The truth of it might be that any kids Emily produces might be just as willful as she is, if not more so. They might not be so easy to tame.

But they're still caught in the fantasy of the whole thing, she knows, so she kisses his cheek and then his lips.]

I'll remember it for next time.

[Just because she did well this time didn't mean she couldn't succeed completely in the future.] Bed?

[.... Blondie's still completely knocked out and most of it is open, so why not?]

[ Plus, by the time they're old enough for anything he'll be like in his fifties or sixties. Will be still be so spry? who knows. But he accepts the kisses with a little laugh and nods, removing his hand from her leg and then taking a tentative step back, testing his footing. He's still got it, so with a nod and an arm around her waist, he slides his cock out of her and moves their way towards the bed.

... Everyone had to have heard and smelled them. It's almost a surprise to him no one else has come up here ]

Good, you'd best.

[It's difficult to imagine that Masaomi might not still be raring to go even in his mid-sixties. He'd be that guy proudly proclaiming that he didn't need any medical assistance in regards to getting it up. Imagining it was weirdly endearing, and she kisses him one more time before they really commit to moving from the wall.

She's happy to crawl onto the bed, sliding in as far as possible and resting on her back so that she's in the middle. She'd been worried about the other woman but now that she's close enough there's a very light, almost delicate snore coming out of that tiny body. So she's fine.]

I will, I will. [And when he's near enough she'll give into the desire to hold onto Masaomi even though she's not generally too much of a cuddler.]

Thanks, by the way.

Eeh. What for?

[ He didn't do too much to thank her for! She earned that fuck many times over! He settles next to her on the bed, but doesn't lay down, instead sort of sitting over the edge of it and looking down at her and the awkwardly snoozing Jello Girl. How close to midnight was it? He should find his phone and check. Maybe see if Nariko or anyone else sent him any messages ]

For coming out with me.

[That's all. If he hadn't she probably would have been bored out of her mind after the first few hours, probably wouldn't have tried anything fun, either. But she doesn't have any better sense of time than he does, if anything she's trying to avoid falling asleep on this surprisingly comfortable bed.]

I needed to have some fun.

[School had been stressful, she had to work on stuff with herself and Martin ... Just life catching up with her and all that.]

[ Where even was his phone...

It'd be in his pants, right? Is Jello Girl on top of his pants? All the same, this was a sentimental moment Emily was leaning and cuddling up against him. He tries to break his scattered mind to focus back on her, but ]

Mm. Then it worked out pretty well.

[ A beat, and ]

You can ask for that much? I can't promise to always be around, but I'll answer anyone in my pack.

[Jello Girl isn't on his pants, but Emily does figure out what he's looking for, and she sits up on one arm enough to point towards the end of the bed. There are his pants, whether his phone is in them? She has no idea, and she's happy enough relaxing again, cuddling or not.]

I know, and I did! [Sort of. She might not have thought to call on him for something so ridiculous, but for bigger topics and issues? She knew he was there, Masaomi was a good Alpha.]

I wonder if it's already midnight.

[ As he reaches down to get the phone, he smiles a little sheepishly at her, almost a bit embarrassed to be doing this, like it was somehow infringing on her date. But this wasn't really a date, and Emily would be cool with it anyway. So he exhales and he shakes his head as he gets it out of his pants pocket and sits back up.

Survey says... (also are there any texts or missed calls from anyone?) ]

Hour off. It's only like eleven now.

[ More like ten fifty, but still. ]

Man, I thought it was much later.

[She's already tired, she could just sleep into next year, literally! But that'd be so lame and she's too young for that mess. But aside from a text from Junko for him to be safe and call if he needs anything, Masaomi's phone is probably a little sparse. Nariko had considered sending him something but it all came out wrong and she just sort of gave up. He'll have more from Ada and everyone else closer to midnight.]

What do you want to do for the last hour?

We did arrive pretty early...

[ He says this almost absently, but he also tries to decide if he wants to be the one to text anyone. He gives a generic respond to Junko about how he hopes is little girl is enjoying the night, but then closes the phone and pushes it aside. He looks back over at Emily, and... ]

You wouldn't survive us going again.

Probably not.

[Especially since she's struggling to remain awake as it is. And even though he's pushed it away she stares at his phone, and says while yawning,] You should leave her a message.

[Whether it's a text or a voicemail or something! Emily'd bet that's what he was sort of thinking about, right? Maybe not frantically or whatever, but why else would he be checking his phone?]

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I was phone tag for the last several but now I am edit

hail the edits and the return of the internet

For serious though.

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