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

[generalflirt]

[ 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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[boobielife]

[ She was being such a good girl right now. A good woman, a loyal submissive. And he swallows, looking her over now entirely, chewing on his brie and cracker. ... Fuck, fuck he loves her so much and his cock is throbbing. He needs her to go down on him. And so he strokes her cheek and nods a little ]

Then I'll allow it, Nariko.

[ Even if they're in public in a fancy restaurant. ]

[gunslingerqueen]

[She could just go ahead and dive right down, a part of her wants to do that! But the devil's in the details, so she restrains herself for an extra second to kiss the edge of his jaw.] Thank you, sir!

[Her tone is especially bright, but then she bends down, undoing his pants with the sort of lightning quickness that could win her a medal. And for as cool as she's played all of this Nariko's going insane, what she really needs is for him to fuck her, and she's forgotten about the idea of eating entirely, but this'll have to do.

So it stands to reason that she'd put her all to it, and immediately suck him down to the base.]

[boobielife]

[ God but that feels good. He swallows hard, and he looks down to see this beautiful woman with earrings and a necklace which had to be really expensive down on his rock hard and girthy cock. He doesn't try to roll his hips into her or shove her head down. He entirely tries to just ignore her...

No, that's not the right way, it's just to control himself. He inhales, and yet he can't begin to control himself too much.

... but the poor server is back now, to finally give him his soup. He smiles at her ]

Th-thank you.

[gunslingerqueen]

[Of course she can register that there's someone nearby, their waitress has returned but that's not reason for Nariko to stop! She's in her own world, and it's a great one, better than food or class or incredibly high up restaurants. At the end of the day she's just got her priorities straight! That's all.

Said priorities include sucking rather wet and loudly, so their poor waitress has absolutely no chance to misunderstand what's happening.

But Yamato should probably order for them both, right? Even though they're (he's) still working on the cheese.]

[boobielife]

[ He should, he really should. And Yamato tries to keep a cultured, sophisticated and clear face as he's looking the waitress clearly in the eye. And maybe this waitress is under the spell of one or both of their scents, but both of them and the sounds Nariko's making are turning heads at the other tables. He smiles at the waitress, and with as calm and clear of voice as he can... ]

I believe that my girlfriend and I should split a plate of the meatball carbonara, unless you believe the potions would be better served with us each having our own? A---ah. And do you have a favorite salad, by chance? Or some other small plate?

[gunslingerqueen]

[All things considered Yamato's holding his cool incredibly well, almost to an inhuman extent - or rather he's only barely falling short of what Masaomi would be likely to pull off and that's ... Incredible. If Nariko was thinking about anything other than getting cum down her throat she might compliment him despite how uneven and maybe even upsetting it could be to mention his father at a time like this.

But their poor waitress, who is very confused about the whole thing and can't rightfully process anything to do with salads with two heavy, clawing scents tearing at her impulses ... Manages to mention the tossed chicken salad in terms of small salads. She completely misses the bit about portions though because she's blushing and trembling in about the same measure as Nariko is working her throat up and down, very obviously blowing him.]

[boobielife]

Aaaaah. Ah. Sorry, but... I didn't catch that, about the salads.

[ He's trying to keep his cool, but he's blushing now, perhaps embarrassed because of the blushing mess that the waitress is turning into. But he wonders, Yamato... could he...

It worked on Audrey. It worked on Junko. It worked on Nariko. But could it. He clears his throat, biting back a moan and then tries out Stern Alpha Voice on this poor waitress ]

Please pay attention to me.

[gunslingerqueen]

[It would probably work better if he was at least a little clearer, because 'pay attention' could mean a lot of things, said waitress is already technically paying attention to him because, well, it's kind of her job to do so? So mostly she just startles and repeats the bit about the salads in a voice that's much more nervous than it was before.

Also, wow Yamato you're a bad date. It's probably a good thing his scent is so strong, otherwise she might actually have the overall strength to get up and move on her own.]

[boobielife]

[ He's not a bad date!

... He's a bit of a bad date ...

But he swallows and shakes his head, nodding a little. Okay he just... he's not going to be able to hold it in. He can't handle it. His hand slides up Nariko's back, up her neck, and then to the back of her head. He shoves her head down, making her get down to the base. But all the while, he tries to keep himself focused on the waitress. He wants to run experiments on her, but the moment after that... it'd be bad to do it to. Her. When his date is here.

So. ]

We'll get individual small salads and the meatball carbonara. Thank you.

[gunslingerqueen]

[He's a bad date, but he can still make good decisions! And that's very important part.

Their waitress skitters off very quickly after she's jotted down his order, so it leaves the both of them at the table, along with the number of other restaurant goers who are all sort of pretending to not watch but ... They're definitely watching.

Nariko, for her part, doesn't fight his grip no matter how long he holds it. She keeps sucking, and tries to very minutely shift her neck within his grip. She's not going to stop even if their food comes along!]

[boobielife]

[ He is... But he hopefully should be trying to better?! At least?! Hopefully, anyway. But either way, the young man openly moans when the waitress backs off, more for Nariko's benefit than anything. He did want to be cool, but he also wanted to make her happy, wanted to make her feel good. Just as much as he was feeling good. The young man licks his lips and then bites down, rolling his neck and then, after holding her there for many long seconds, he releases his hand and pets her head, reaching out to try and eat his soup.

God but she feels so good. She's so dedicated. ]

[gunslingerqueen]

[The twiggy bitch that Nariko could probably eat if she were to be that vicious, is gone! So he's already made a better life decision. It's all good.

When he lets her go she does have to raise up a little to sort of catch her breathe, but she doesn't let that excuse get in the way of helping him cum. For the handful of seconds she needs to not accidentally pass out (which probably wouldn't be very appealing) she lets her tongue dance over his slit, just back and forth, oddly teasing before she gives into the temptation to press in a little.]

[boobielife]

[ Yamato is so glad that he told her about that sensitivity there. That he discovered it himself. His particularly girthy penis meant that the slit was relatively wide on him, more than able to get a little bit of teasing like that and even get a tiny bit of her tongue inside of it. And it felt amazing.

He whines, but bites his lip and only opens it get some more soup in. And to her, he whispers, ]

Cumming. Soon.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She abuses the weakness just a little more, becomes a little braver in trying to find out how much she can comfortably fit there, and when she can safely breathe without the world going semi-dark she forcefully slams her mouth down, an almost exact imitation of what he'd done early while holding her neck. 'Soon' doesn't mean she'll get sloppy, not in the least, her teeth and tongue drag up slowly but she always drops back down to press his thick length into her - she's going to need the soup to help sooth her irritated throat.

But it still won't have anything on the cum he's about to feed her.]

[boobielife]

[ But will they even be able to calm down after this? Will She calm down, and will he not rebound for more? He doesn't want to get that dress dirty. Or this suit, now he thinks of it. But all the same, feeling how dirty she is but how much is kept inside of her, the loud slurps, the presses inside of him, the wiggle... the young man moans again, drawing even more looks. But he doesn't care, he just...

He just sets down the spoon and grips the table hard. He moans out her name now, and he digs his nails into the cloth and wood. And then, at last-

He cums.

He shoots out a big, thick, sticky load for her, going into her mouth and the back of her throat, savoring the feeling of release, and knowing she did it. And she would love this meal. And hopefully thank him for it ]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Of course not. Maybe they'll be alright for a twenty minute time period or something along those lines, but overall they'll pretty much get to midnight through sheer force of will, and probably by setting off a few couples in the room! But that's just how it is when you're in love, when it's all so genuine and earnest.

She swallows despite the volume of it, determined to keep as much of it down her throat, in her mouth where it belongs, as possible. Only when she's gotten all of it, when he's relaxing around her mouth does she sit up, her lipstick a little smudged, and she runs her finger underneath her bottom lip where the dark red had carried outside of it's lines.]

Thank you, sir.

[Not 'hopefully' but 'definitely', hell, she's practically glowing.]

[boobielife]

[ She did it.

He looks at her with an awed sense of love. And he leans forward then, to press his lips briefly against hers. He lingers there in the kiss for a long moment, and then rests his arms against the table, gesturing to the soup and to the cheese. Their salads and meal to split will be coming soon, and they have to dance, of course! Still, though. ]

You're ... I mean, you're very welcome. [ A beat ] That feels too stiff.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She giggles against their kiss and again when he says that.] Maybe a bit.

[But it's not a big deal.] Now that I've had my appetizer, how's the soup?

[Nariko isn't incapable of switching between heavy dynamics, such as the dominant and submissive to the regular man and woman. To her they're integral to each other, you shouldn't have one without the other because if you do then none of it means a damn thing. So for as easily turned on as she can be or he can become it's important for them to have a nice, semi-normal night.

That does mean enjoying the food, watching him drink wine, getting up with the other couples to dance together with the other couples come midnight. They kiss, then, and it feels like the best moment.

She's wrong, of course, because every moment they spend going at each other from the restaurant to the elevator to every usable surface of their room? That's just fucking spectacular - it's a really great way to bring in the new year.]