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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[But it's pretty much guaranteed that her values and his are going to be fundamentally different this time around.] Right.

[It's a little too close to what she's actually concerned with so she tugs him closer, into another kiss, and doesn't quite let go of him so easily.]

[ Do they need to unpack a talk here? Man he hates talks though but it might be better now than after the vacay. Who knows what the best timing it though, right now Masaomi is just enamored with the idea of her being pregnant again, with him creating that situation. And flush against her body, moving his hips really harshly...

And he's locking his lips with her. His tongue comes out, but just as quick into it as he starts to make out with her, he feels himself tensing up just a little because he can shoot out his seed. No, he needs to. He should have warned her, but he moans into her lips as he cums and they kiss ]

[What's wrong with just enjoying that right now? She can't find anything. It's enough to be with him, and to temporarily become enamored with the idea itself. And it's so much easier to relax into when they're kissing, just a mess of tongues and teeth and the occasional moan that slips its way through. The lack of warning doesn't bother her at all, in a sense it's nice to just let it happen.

And it's no surprise that she ends up following him, although a bit quieter than usual, maybe, though it's not any less pleasurable.]

Always works wonders. [His cum. She could probably want to punch him in the face but if he could manage to get her in bed this would still pacify her.]

Yeah. [ He inhales. Alway works wonders... huh. He laughs a little to himself in a breathy, deep sort of way. ] Next time I'm cheap I just oughta fuck you in the store.

[ Because apparently they were on the same page and somewhere along the line he compromised the caveman connection which started them off. Though he's apparently started to embrace that again more wholeheartedly if the primal throb of his scent right now is any indication. His hips slow in the after-bursts, and he kisses her many more times, licking around her lips and the inside of her mouth ]

We'd probably end up in jail.

[She laughs, though, sighing into their vague afterglow. It's not much of one since he's still half there and so is she, but it's comforting all the same. Nariko lets her arms kind of fall around his middle as she lets him do as he pleases, lazily kissing him back when he isn't keeping her mouth busy.

See, this? This is nice. Let's just stick with this.]

I bet we could get out of it somehow or another.

[ But he says this with an airy, cheeky sort of tone, a mischievous one which probably doesn't fit for someone his age. But then, that was a big part of both of their charms. As such, he grins a bit wider, biting on her lip and tugging back, his hands rove around her body, and he pushes up on her bust. And he kisses around her neck.

This is so nice ]

Probably.

[They're not always so good at being adults, which is probably one of the many things that makes them both infuriating, but kind of fun, true. She draws her nails over his back, gentle and lazy, and when he manages to find the part of her neck that she likes the best she tilts.

This is not the kind of thing she wants to break. But it's just - Well.]

Masaomi. [She can make this quick.] Not Junko, okay?

[And that's it. The rest she's going to have to figure out with time, which isn't a bad thing.]

[ . . . Ah.

Honestly, he didn't want to break the moment either, and as he kisses around her neck, as he finds that spot she likes, he's surprised in a way that she is the one that broke it. And he initially starts to form some sort of a response like "are you sure about the others" or make her go down a list or something, but he thinks better of it. He closes his eyes, and he smiles into her neck. ]

Alright.

[ A beat, and - ]

Guess you'll have to get condoms for me too. Or remind me where the good ones are.

[ He knows she does tend to be the condom fairy for the house, but maybe that joke is in poor taste? He isn't sure ]

There's still two boxes of unexpired buckets in our closet, you'll be fine.

[They're 100 count each, mostly to keep up with how often everyone around here fucks other people. Emily's the worst next to Octavio. She hums, though, playing with his hair a little bit.] It's just with her though, so it's not like you'll need too many.

[Everyone else gets them in front of their doors or when they're asked for. Masaomi probably only needs, like, two or something.]

... You could try the one that vibrates. I've been saving it.

[She is definitely the Condom Fairy.]

I totally should have known that.

[ A beat ]

Ah, just to make sure we're on the same page though, I'm bookmarking the vibrating one because that's cool and making sure you know I'm talking about our pack and its expansion.

[ Which is coded language in a sense, but the child goes with the mother by traditional pack rights, just to try to keep some order to things. So by proxy, what he's making sure she knows is that he's only talking about potentially knocking up the women in their pack, not any other rando out there like Charlotte or anyone else he might hit it off with. Which he could say directly, but the coded language is... there. But that said, ]

I love you.

That's about what I figured.

[And it is true that children usually go with the mother. But Masaomi is incredibly charming, as quite a few Alphas tend to be. Forgive her for being a little doubtful that he might not expand towards the other women that he might end up around. Maybe not Charlotte, but there's people like Lisa, for example. It's really better to prepare for the inevitable.]

I love you, too.

[And she does, really. There's no lack of it in her smile or how she kisses kiss, loving and just right.]

[ Lisa is his secretary and she'll eventually move on in life, okay. She's mostly doing the job to get her foot in the door while finishing up her masters or something like that! But still. He wanted to make that clear for her! And he grins into the kissing and... ]

It's kinda a bummer using that condom would be antithetical to getting you knocked up.

[ she said she'd been saving it, after all.

But still! He said he was bookmarking that vibrating condom ]

[She raises a brow at him.] It's not like it can hurt to use it, all things considered.

[He's still tied up and she's still got her birth control. They're both going to need appointments to deal with both issues, though his is undoubtedly more severe. Now that it's all said and done with and her senses have pretty much returned to her Nariko sincerely doubts that essentially overdosing on hormones could have caused any real damage, it just seems silly.

Never mind that it's the exact thing that could cause an accidental pregnancy.]

Besides, I was more curious about how that's supposed to work for men.

[She already knows what a hard, long, vibrating thing inside of her feels like, after all! She has various multi-colored ones in a chest under their bed! So it was really more about watching someone else's reaction.]

[ Huh. But could it feel better than the satisfaction of letting loose within her? He's not really sure, but on the other hand, maybe he should get more used to that feeling. It's a small price to pay, after all. Masaomi shakes his head and kisses her some more, around the jaw and around the lips. She was his, she had agreed to the plan...

Honestly, it's -]

Third kid - girl or a boy?

Girl.

[Is he tired of that answer, yet?

And since he seems to be in an affectionate mood of his own she keeps toying with his hair, and occasionally holds his face just to see how long she can get away with that before he tries to move and kiss her. It's a dumb game she plays, sometimes.]

Hnnnn, and what's her impressive trait?

[ Apparently, this is a game of his own, assigning important and/or sexual traits onto theoretical progeny. He never realized how fun it could be until that discussion of it sort of turned him on a little both last night and now. And it turns out "not that long" because while it's only a light peck, he does indeed kiss her before pulling back and beginning to roll his hips again ]

Her lips.

[That's probably not the sort of feature a man might immediately think of, she knows, but there's a logic to it.] Really nice, full lips, like mine with a sweet voice to match, one that's especially good for screaming.

[She can't help grinning as he starts up again.]

It's the little details that count when you're blowing a guy.

[ Oh that's... not something he would of thought of, she's right! But at the same time, the moment she says it, his grin gets that much wider because that's perfect. That's perfect, he loves the idea of it. Someone with a loud, beautiful voice. Full lips which are attractive in and of themselves. ]

I think I love her already.

[ But then, of course- ]

So who is number four?

[She can't help being a little proud for a second! She's glad he caught onto her line of thinking.]

Four should be a boy. [So he probably won't end up on the definition list, right? Which is fine with her. The qualities she might hope to see in her son aren't sexual in the least, it's more that if their supposed-eventual child possessed them she'd be far more likely to bang him.

What is her deal with kids, in the last four months, though? Huh.]

Huh, so you don't want four girls!

[ His eyes are alight in this moment, as if he were expecting her say that there is four girls! He doesn't know why, it just seemed like the case. But a son, another son... he should sound more proud of that than he is. Because he is into the idea of there being another boy, but... ]

Absolutely not.

[She doesn't want four girls for the same reason he's not going to want three girls in about thirteen hypothetical years. They got lucky with Junko, but that particular form of lightning won't strike twice. They're going to be ornery, emotional, unbearable, and complicated because ... They'll be teenage girls. But she knows Masaomi is in a fantasy right now, and that her awareness is thanks to her complicate inability to fantasize such things to the degree she could with a male child.]

Eeeeh... I guess four girls would end up with everything being pretty messy, it's true! [ He entertains himself in his moment by tugging around her nipple rings again. He is lost in the fantasy, but as he looks her over, as he plants a kiss and then trails down her neck for the hundredth time as he continues to rock his hips, building it up again...

He's probably not seeing the same thing she sees.

And so he tries to pull her back into the fantasy. ]

So come on, if it's a boy, what's his thing, or do I need to sell it to you?

It's going to be messy with three.

[But she feels somewhat more prepared to handle that many, if nothing else.

It's his fantasy, though, which is just fine with her. Being touched could be enough for her, after all, but the question itself is - it's not embarrassing but she does laugh, and it's more at herself than him.]

You'll think it's stupid.

[Which, y'know, it kind of is, but she can't exactly help any of it, not that it takes away from the actual problem. She lifts her hips and has to refrain from pulling him into another kiss, mostly because her desire to fuck is beginning to outweigh any desire to talk.]

Even if I do, I'm still asking you to say it.

[ He can read the mood though, he knows he's getting to the end of talking here. And even if he is... even if they go at it or need to go to the shower or change position or just go at it like this again, he knows that if it's some fantasy for her, there's at least a good chance it'll rev her engines in preparation for the next round anyway.

Messy with three...

It's true. Not to mention the potential for others-- ]

[She pouts at him, but it's a fair enough point, and there's no getting out of saying it, if there was then he'd have given it to her already.]

I want him to be sweet. [Wow it sounds even worse out loud.] Just stupidly, hopelessly sweet to everyone. That's all.

[Basically she wants Alfred Greenlie for a son! Which is ironic in so many ways.]

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