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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[The law is dumb and she does not have to abide by it's dumb rules because her breaking it doesn't get in the way of anyone's safety. They're in a hotel, what could he possibly get up to if he ended up drunk? Basically nothing. Or at least nothing she couldn't help him get out of. When their waiter arrives she's about to ask for a nice red if they've got one but then he goes and does that.

And of course she has to play along, the opportunity is too good.]

I promise we won't bother the other guests! [She smiles, bats her eyes at a waiter who is thoroughly unprepared to handle either of them.] It's just that I'm no good at keeping my hands off my boyfriend.

[ They're doing this? Oh man, they're doing this. Okay, Yamato can do this, he squeezes her hand, steels himself, and nods sincerely at the waiter, hoping that she can ... well, either way, even if she can't handle this, at least she can do her best, just like him. ]

It seemed polite to warn you - because she really, really can't.

[ He should have some sort of a punchline, to make this that much better ] Do what's the soup tonight? [ . . . Well he's going somewhere ]

[They're absolutely doing this and it's so much fun already, it's difficult to keep herself under control because they should make it through at least a third of the night without jumping each other! Anticipation is a great aphrodisiac.]

I really can't, so it might be far more accurate to say that it's going to happen no matter what you do!

[So their now blushing and incredibly nervous waiter will have to deal with it.

Also the soup is a mushroom brie.]

So that's a cream soup, but it's a very savory-sweet flavor, right? That's a shame, I'm not sure a little extra.. salt. Would do well for it.

[ Did not stick the landing well there. But he tried, and he hoped that Nariko could follow his lead. He inhales though, and looks over at her and then back up to the waiter. ... He should order them something, a nice red wine. She had just suggested it, right? Or it would suit the moment. He doesn't know shit about wine -- ]

Nariko, would you do us the honor of ordering a wine?

[Whether he stuck the landing or not she still grins rather genuinely, so isn't that a win?]

I think the Ruffino Chianti will be perfect. A little sweet, with the right amount of bite. [And not to old, which struck her as weirdly ironic for whatever reason. But she does think he'll like it, since red wines can be incredibly bitter and difficult to take in it was important to choose something palatable!

Their waiter is mostly blushing like no ones business, though.]

Excellent, then... we'll have a bottle of that. And a cheese plate, I think, to start?

[ Does that seem right? He looks over at Nariko as if to confirm. She's still grinning, so he's pulling this off at least a little, even if he does still feel like someone in a fake suit. ... God, but she looks gorgeous. ] We'll try to avoid getting too frisky before the first course, I promise.

Making me wait again ... [Don't you know patience isn't one of her virtues, Yamato? Except she's only playing, because that's probably a very reasonable goal for the both of them, but it's no fun if she doesn't play this up a bit.] I guess I can manage that! Especially for cheese.

[One day she won't think with her stomach. That day is absolutely not today, in the least. Because now she's really excited for that.

Good job, Yamato.]

Excellent! Then the wine and the ... cheese plate. Please. We'll ask about the specials tonight after that.

[ He exhales, knowing the waiter'll probably go after that and relieved that he totally pulled that off even if he's still sweating bullets and he had to work to put put on a posh accent for that. But even so, he was...

Proud? Excited? Both? ]

[Cheese, though! Worry about whatever you want, Yamato, you're feeding her (technically) so Nariko's over the moon! And it's going to be so good with that wine, too! She's a terrible girlfriend that doesn't quite register his feelings until she stops thinking with her stomach.]

Hey, [She kisses his knuckles this time, beaming brightly enough for each of them.] I know you don't think so, but you're doing great, Yamato.

[And as far as her expression or tone is concerned there's no greater truth then that. Whether it's enough to help him relax and enjoy the moment is a mystery, but she wouldn't lie to him, either.]

[ It's hard to accept that, but at the same time he would be a pretty horrible boyfriend if he didn't accept that. And so Yamato tries to let that wash over him and with that sincere look and tone from her, that at least can be done. He smiles back at her, brushing his knuckles up against her lips and looking over her upper body again. She looks so perfect in that dress. ]

I'm... trying anyway. [ He says this sheepishly ] You look so beautiful tonight.

[If he's looking at her upper body then let's be honest he's basically getting a front row view to her tits. It's an immediate benefit of this dress. Said dress is inevitably affecting how many compliments he gives her over the course of the night, she's more than sure of that, but Nariko grins anyway.] As it turns out, being fucked nonstop by the man you love does make you glow a little bit!

[So basically it's thanks to you, Yamato! Somehow.]

[ Oh man she's... she's making his scent pulse through the room again, or at least around their table. His cheeks color, and he nods a little. She was messing with him, but he didn't mind that ]

Yeah, and I'm sure if I look more handsome it's... the same thing, more or less.

[ He inhales, and exhales ]

I'm going to fuck you a whole lot more tonight.

[She could fall into the trap at the end there or she could do something so much better:]

Yamato, the only reason I haven't leapt across this table and clawed your pants off is because I can't look below your chin, or it's going to happen before I can find the resolve to stop myself.

[There wasn't a hint of a joke in her tone, nor in her body language, she had to dance between being incredibly flirtatious and aggressive, and this time she seemed to land firmly in the former.] A handsome man in a suit is the stuff of dreams, I'm not wearing panties because you look so handsome right now.

[.... There was an incredibly embarrassing (if funny) story to kind of go along with that, but. Not the point!]

[ Finally, he takes his hand back to himself, though not without brushing against her own. He... he smiles at that, smiles and blushes because he'd flattered and because a part of him wishes that she would, even if he also wanted to have a romantic date with her. The woman he loved, his first love, his mate. He looks down at his bangle and then back up at her. He should flirt back, right? Or at least try? ]

That'd be a really bold first date story to tell everyone else if you did, though. [ He reaches up and itches his cheek, trying to find his footing ] But it does mean I can't make you... cream your panties.

[ Because there are none! ]

What, creaming my dress isn't better? [He should be careful about this flirting idea, because it's almost her specialty, and they might end up cutting their date completely short. It's almost like avoiding a mine field with them.]

But let's be honest, all that and more is going to happen about as soon as possible, so we're going to make a fun story out of it either way!

[And as she says that, their wine arrives! Nariko's not going to have too much of it, her limits pretty much one glass, but that doesn't mean Yamato can't enjoy himself.]

It's not quite as classic.

[ He's so proud of himself for pulling that one off, so much so he shakes his head with a somewhat cheeky grin But he nods all the same ]

No way though, I want to finish up this dinner with some class. [ Speaking of ] Ah, of course.

[ Yamato takes the first sip of the wine when it arrives to give his approval for the one pouring it before their glasses are topped off. He's never really had wine before, but he nods in approval, more to keep up that semblance of control, like he was the one leading this date. He wanted the wait staff to defer to him for approval despite his date being older than him.

Maybe it's a new obsession of his ]

Not that I'm opposed to it getting more... heated.

If you can think of some way that it can become heated without losing that class, I'm all ears, handsome.

[Ultimately they're newly formed mates, it's understandably difficult to maintain control when biology says that they shouldn't be doing anything but fucking around and remaining as attached to each other as possible. Even the little distance created by the table is painful.

But since Nariko is so focused on Yamato or her gaze occasionally trails out to the view a little dreamily, well, there's no one for the staff to defer to, so in that sense Yamato gets his wish.]

It is pretty romantic, isn't it.

[This, and Masaomi's trip. ... It's a weird span of positive luck.]

[ Handsome. He shivers at that, taking a long sip from the wine glass to cover for it. Even if he does end up choking a little bit at the end of it. More or less he shakes his head and leans forward over the table. Maybe they should scoot closer together or something. But ...

He realizes, knows, that's the part of him who doesn't want her in that dress, who wants her naked and under him, or over him, or anywhere else where their flesh can combine. And he smiles at the second part ]

Guilty. But it really, truly is.

[ He runs his finger along the bangle on the other wrist ]

We can be the perfect couple.

[Don't hurt yourself over there, Yamato! She's briefly concerned but he recovers well enough, so instead she looks at the piece of jewelry on his wrist, and how it matches the one on her finger.]

We're already the perfect couple, Yamato.

[How could they be better? She tilts her head to look at him, faintly amused and curious.]

[ Well...

Well, they could do it some way or another, right? He's not sure but - ]

Might as well show it off a little, at least.

[ That... is a weak argument and he knows it. But the fact that she says it just makes his lips quirk up that much more. The way she tilts her head is somehow erotic to him ]

[Oh, come on, he can't go and say all that and expect her to remain still! Nariko stands and pulls her chair closer to Yamato's in one surprisingly fluid set of movements, and sits beside him. She leans in to kiss his cheek first,]

Kind of like this?

[And then she moves to his neck, sucking gently ... Right as their cheese plate arrives!

This technically counts as the first course, right? So he's not going to fault her for squeezing his inner thigh.]

[ He really should have seen that coming - but on the other hand, he doesn't even begin to mind that she did that. He checks her out again when she coms over, seeing her figure and looking at the way the dress hugs her body. When she comes over, kissing him and moving around him, he brushes the back of her hair, and runs around the back of her skull.

And he smiles at her. And he thanks the server when she brings over the cheese course, giving them a little smile ]

Exactly like that.

[ and he runs his fingers over her hand there, shivering ]

[There's a little affirming noise but she's not going to stop to come up with a real answer, she's quickly losing the brain for that. Because this is romantic, and he's trying so hard to be some idealized, romantic version of himself - she doesn't need that, but the fact that it means so much to him to get right, that he's actually nervous? It really makes her want to fuck him silly, because it's nice to know someone cares enough to work so hard, even on something that is inherently simple.

Her teeth drag over his pulse while her fingers inch closer to his dick, and likely his belt or whatever else might be in her way.]

So I can do this, too?

[And she really is asking, her obedience is back in full swing despite how excited she sounds.]

[ He wants that, he wants that... He wants it so bad, his cock is throbbing, it's becoming erect inside of his somewhat tight suit pants. But he doesn't want to break the moment, this was romantic and he wanted to be a little more more ideal. And what's more, even as his scent crystalizes...

Wait, she's asking him.

Wait, she was... She was asking him, and he was in control. She was obedient to him. She was his, and he truly wanted to test his control again. And so, while his heart rate was up and he was brushing her side a little, he licks his lips before he inhales and - ]

No. Don't touch my dick until the second course, at least.

[ It was hard for him too! But... ]

Or... beg a little, and call me sir. Again.

[Of course she's listening to him - he's her alpha, and she loves him! What he's giving her is more than worth listening to some orders, and giving the full extent of her loyalty. That doesn't mean she has to like his order, because that bit at the end doesn't guarantee she'll get her way even if she listens. But what's most important is to obey, it's an inset knowledge, something that's always been there, something that Masaomi helped foster.]

If I suck it that's not touching it, right? [That's also probably not begging, but give her a second.] Can I please suck your cock, sir? [She nips at his ear, squeezes his leg.]

So everyone can see how much I love you.

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the tonal whiplash between he and Masaomi

For real. I hope he's not fucking it up over there u said she'd be cool

She will be, but all that kind of unfolded in a way I did not expect

hahah what a shock (they seem to do that a lot)

Helplessly dramatic I suppose

Haha they really are they'll be okay I hope

They'll be just fine

Yes I think so too

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