[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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it's beautiful. And also mine is just about as long these reactions are important gdit

[gunslingerqueen]

[Veronica is terribly confused. These aren’t the sorts of politics she’s used to so while she has a decent enough understanding of what’s going on she’s still thoroughly unprepared for it. One second she wants to fuck her Alpha’s mate, and a dozen dirty thoughts fill her head up and she doesn’t know where they came from, didn’t imagine that she could even dream up such things in the first place. But then it’s Yamato, who is all warmth and excruciating arousal, but their Alpha is incredibly worse, he’s so much stronger that it feels like an unbearable force thrumming through her body. … Veronica doesn’t even realize that she’s keening until some instinct in her head the sense to bury her face in Koji’s neck and effectively suffocate herself with him. His reaction isn’t beyond her in the least, but she doesn’t know how else to make it through the whole power exchange.

Audrey wasn’t much better off. Boring monogamous people don’t do this weird tribal animal shit so she, like Veronica, is thrown back and forth between three people, three different approaches, three very different Alphas all at once. The only difference there is that she doesn’t really know how to deal with it in the least. She’s incredibly wet all of the sudden, her breasts ache and her skin sings with the need to be touched but for some awkward reason she’s just still, uncharacteristically awkward. It’s a good thing Sullivan’s keeping a hold of her, right?

Ada and Emily are the only two who manage to exhibit a bit of control which is no small part due to their respective ages. What’s funny is that Ada is more openly needy in the beginning, when it’s Nariko who dominates the room, if even briefly, and she calms for Yamato into a lull of obedience almost - but it’s not sexual. With Masaomi it is, but only to a different degree. Emily is effectively the exact opposite, and both reactions say just as much about preference as they do personal emotion.

Junko’s significantly more screwed over then all of them because she has no preference. She loves all three of them, loves to be fucked by all three of them. So she gets the somewhat unlucky honor of practically drooling with need, struggling to control it when they’ve all finally calmed the fuck down. No amount of training could have seen her tackling it the right way and she’s visibly excited as well as apprehensive when Yamato looks at her, then.]

The yellow one, of course. Made the tie myself.

[Nariko … She saw it, and didn’t see it. It was a fact that she witnessed but not one that she could unpack in her own mind just yet. If she did that then she might not have come back to Masaomi, and that was unacceptable. Right now the best way to deal with is to stay as close to him as possible so that’s what she does, trying to close up the parts of her that want to be reclaimed, mated with all over again. Really, this was what had made her young adult life such a pain in the ass, when she was young she hadn’t possessed anymore control than Veronica did. When she was turned on her scent wasn’t the thick, unquestioning scent it was that over the top, basic variety. It had taken her a long time to get it under control, so it’s ironic that even now she has a little trouble centering herself. Masaomi’s more than welcome to help her with it, though.]

You still have one more, though. [She’d hid it in one of the living rooms they didn’t use as often, though, and it would take two people to grab it but. Were any of them in the right state to move, let alone consider one last gift?]

rofl poor everyone in the room.

[generalflirt]

Oh...! Where could that be?

[ Masaomi, perhaps not unexpectedly, manages to keep everything in order. The response he gives her was one with affection, experience, and genuine affection. Anyone else in the room was background noise to him right now, centered his world entirely on his mate... his mate who he needs to defend, knowing now that Yamato was as much (probably more, unless they had some hidden Alpha in them too) of a thread as Nathan. He had sensed Nathan was a threat to him immediately, but that was psychological. This was biological, and in many ways, he put more stock into that.

... Most ways. Right now, though, he grins ] I'm going to look good in that yellow suit though.

[ And he grins as he doesn't remove his arms from Nariko, but he does finally pat her gifts. Would they be as impressive as Nariko's, or Yamato's?

( PS all the boys in the room has throbbing hard ons right now, so uh... enjoy that Veronica and Audrey and Junko. And sorry about all that Ada and Emily )

Masaomi's got three gifts for Nariko. The first one is the shallowest of them and it's ... a new bikini. An incredibly expensive bikini in an incredibly attractive pattern which'll make her look like she could be Ms. Universe. It's shallow, but there's something lodged into the cup of the thing - two planes tickets for them to fly out to Providenciales. Just the two of them, for sometime in early January after New Years is done and perhaps more selfishly around the time Nathan might fly over if he was quick. The second was somewhat less shallow, and it's the most sentimental of the novels, and one he clearly would have needed to have been working on far longer than any other gift in the room - hell, it would have needed to have been started long before they even had that talk back around Halloween which led to this open relationship. It's a self-published novel, written by him. It's entitled Love is a Leveler and the inside cover dedicates the book to her, calling her the love of his life. It's possible the dedication and some last minute editing happened since that first one. It's a romance story which is probably way too high mindedly wordy for what it is, but filled with anagrams for the both of them going through a whirlwind romance and eventually settling down together. It's not quite them, more idealized, but the shades and the passion are there.

Not that you can tell all that at a glance, of course.

And the third gift-- ... I'll reveal in the next comment because I don't want to make another novel myself and her last bit is hidden anyway ]

no one but these two assholes were even vaguely prepared, poor Jun and Veronica especially tho

[gunslingerqueen]

Oh, you didn't find it on your own! I shouldn't have spoiled it! [Well, it probably would have been the next one before all that lovely business started but she points it out anyway: It's wrapped in the super bright blue wrapping with a hand arranged bow. But she does settle into opening the very last of her presents and the bikini ... Hey, it actually makes her giggle! Thank goodness the man has style because otherwise she'd be doomed, and she almost sets it aside before she catches sight of those tickets. And ... Her eyes go wide at it, to the point of being nearly painful, in fact.]

This is a lie. [Masaomi doesn't do things like this! He just - he doesn't. And even though he'd given everyone something very grand in the past few hours it's hard for to register that this is for her. That they might go off to a gorgeous place without the kids, without their family, or any of their extra relationships just the two of them. ... And if he hadn't had his vasectomy there'd be zero chance of not coming back knocked up. She doesn't notice the dates of the flight just yet but she will later and there will be a little talk about that. Right now she can't refrain from kissing him, and it's only a degree more controlled than how she'd been with Yamato.] I can't believe you.

[And, in truth, for as expensive as she was she'd have been over the moon with just that: A trip of their own! But the book is something else entirely and she doesn't know how to handle it.]

Wh-When did you -- How? [This had to take ages, when did he find time to start, let alone finish it? And when she looks at the dedication, well. It's true that biological chemistry can't be argued with but there really is something to be said about psychological reactions, too. The love of his life. She can't help thinking about what she said to Nathan - that Masaomi would never give her a ring, he'd never step outside of his ideals to give her what Yamato has in a sense, and she was okay with that - and this only reaffirms her own words. The love of his life, no matter how they chose to live said life together.]

This is beautiful. [She'll read all of it very soon but right now she has to kiss him again, longer this time, tempting fate all over again. They probably don't have too long before they all devolve into pure sex. And speaking of that! She can't help laughing a bit, and it ends up muffled against his lips.] This is so unfair, I just got you an incredibly huge flatscreen.

[60" of pure, high tech glory! It's pretty much the most stereotypical man gift in the world but she had thought he would like it! She'll have to make some stuff up to him later on, too, but that's fine - Nariko loves a challenge.]

Junko has to be like literally drooling and rutting on Yamato by now.

[generalflirt]

[ No, it's not a lie - neither of them are a lie. As for the book... ]

I've always wanted to write something of my own, to add to the canon, you know. And so I did what all the greats did, I wrote what I know.

[ And honestly, given it's his first book and he self-edited it, there's going to be no doubt dozens of typos. There's going to be run on sentences and plot points which really could have been cut, given his penchant towards rambling about things which don't matter. There's going to be superfluous characters. But it felt important to make the push to finish it the moment that he talked to her on Halloween, and the moment they had that talk at the pool. To reaffirm something in himself, more than anything. The dedication though, he didn't write that until they got home from the trip with Nathan and Amelia's grave, and shipped it out to publish a promo copy that same day they got back.

... And no, he doesn't do trips like this. This is, honestly, the first one. ]

Hey, I'm looking forward to that one! And you did?! Wait- how did I not notice that?! All of you must've noticed it, right?! [ the flatscreen is the one with the bow right or is there more than the two suits and my reading comprehension is bad. He laughs into the kisses, finding himself relaxing, but also spreading out his more average scent to the room. So... well, there's been multiple sex bombs here. Oopps.

Still. ]

And there's one last one too.

[ And this was the one - well, both of those took longer than this last one, or cost less. Or both. But this one he couldn't help but think was something which just suited the both of them. Because in the last box there's a picture frame which in some ways mirrors the one that Junko got him for his work desk, but for her, it's a little bit smaller and clearly meant for their bedroom. It's a picture that him, Nariko, the infant Yamato, and the still traumatized but recovering Ada all took back when the pack truly began. In some ways, it's nostalgic, but the more interesting and weird part of the gift is that there's a digital watch down there, counting up. It's counted up sixteen years and a few months, days, hours, and seconds. Given she's a math genius, she might be able to connect that it's counting up from the moment that picture was taken. He had to fiddle with it (or well, get someone else to) in order to get it set up like that but... ]

That one's more for both of us than just you, sorry.

seriously. Just assume she is and that Veronica's still hiding in/on Koji

[gunslingerqueen]

[All the greats had editors (well, most!) and let's be frank, she'll read it as his mate and then again as his mate but the third or fourth time she'll probably make a lot of corrections and help reprint it. Either way it doesn't really matter, he's her mate and she knows how he works, the way he goes in and out to his own tempo, technical grammar aside she'll still love it just for being what it is.] It's not in here! It would have been too easy to guess. [Unlike Audrey's bike which had been big but was still small enough to be a little inconspicuous. But, yes! The suits, his favorite book, and the tv totaled out her gifts for Masaomi!]

You're going to leave me a hysterical mess at this rate, come on. [She's not entirely wrong because the picture itself is noteworthy. They didn't often go over that time for a lot of reasons: They were new parents, Ada hadn't settled into her skin yet so she was jumpy, Nariko about lost her mind if she was separated from Yamato for too long - but they'd been happy. She'd felt better and safer in those days than she had for most of her childhood, eager for the moment Masaomi returned home. It doesn't take her long to work out the math of the clock itself, though it's reverse counting does throw her off for just a second.]

You always were unfairly creative. [The same person that was a tiny little thing in this picture was no fully grown, a man in his own right. And he'd been relatively prepared to jump on her less than twenty minutes ago. What Nariko takes from that is that everything just goes by too quickly.]

It's perfect. Absolutely, completely perfect.

So noted rofl. Tom and Octavio and Sullivan are all sitting there with uncomfortable boners

[generalflirt]

That was my evil plan, you know. [ To make her a hysterical mess. Still. He kisses her sweetly one more time to answer the "It's perfect" thing, because... really, he hoped she loved that time as much as he did. That time was important to him - they were small, but it was then he really and truly felt like an Alpha, this really and truly felt like their future. It was important to him, and he knew she shared that time. And Ada did too, but ... well, whatever.

Still. ]

Merry Christmas, one and all!

[ He announces that to the room, signaling that this ceremony of gifts was over and everyone could disperse to do what they wanted. they would come back for the white elephant game and dinner and such, but still. Free time! Holiday happy time!

... His eyes lock on Nariko - does he have her, or does she want to go to Yamato? ]

[gunslingerqueen]

[They're apparently done so it's Veronica who moves first, pulling Koji up with more strength then a girl of her tiny drake should possess. There's no explanation but he really shouldn't need one, either. She's still turned on but the idea of fucking in front of everyone really doesn't appeal to her in the least. So they're going to his room or another room or something to fuck this insanity out of her, please. Audrey is marginally calmer, though she does plop Sullivan's hands right on her tits and he can take it from there, right? Emily drags at both Tom and Octavio since Ada seems to have disappeared somewhere - probably the first to slink out in her special, mysterious way.

Junko is the worst off, because she found the strength to crawl into Yamato's lap and she's - even with her father she'd rarely been broken down to ribbing desperately up against a man, whining and licking at his skin where she can.] Yamato. [Is he going to make her wait, torture her? She doesn't know if he's gone back to normal or not, and the idea that he has isn't as comforting as it should be.

Nariko has to consider hay question, and the fact that she does is enough of an indicator. Her loyalty has never been questionable, for all the good it ever did her, but now she does look at their son, recalling that look, the one he clearly inherited from Masaomi. Just the thought threatens to shift her chemistry again, but she looks away from him. She wants to go to Yamato, but she chooses to kisses Masaomi. She's staying with him.]

I feel like this could split into more than one thread potentially

[generalflirt]

[ Koji isn't hard to drag off, and really neither of Tom or Octavio, though Tom does spare a glance at the blonde in the room and Octavio does spare a glance to Nariko (even if he knows it's way, way, not his place right now) and then to where Ada vanished too. Sullivan similarly wonders how and where Ada slinked off to so fast, but when his hand is brought right up onto Audrey's tits and he knows his erection is throbbing against her crotch, the older man mutters something to the effect of "well alright then" and despite wearing that stupid hotline bling sweater, he makes no effort to leave the room, instead just squeezing her tits then and there in a way he's pretty sure she'd appreciate and leans up to kiss along the upper edge of her new collar.

Yamato is the most real and present threat he's ever had, other than himself. And that's ... it's his son. It's his son, and even if his son was messing with the internal chemistry of both his mate and his pack, how could the Alpha not be excited. Alphaship was not necessarily hereditary (certainly, Koji and Junko showed no signs of that natural aptitude towards it) but to know that his son, his firstborn, the thing that drove him and Nariko together - the absolutely primal terror which curls up his neck and triggers his fight or flight instinct (which is very much fight with him) when she glances over at Yamato is enough to make Masaomi's strength feel like it triples. It's probably because of that, and the kiss that follows, that Masaomi literally pick up Nariko so they can go - ... somewhere else. He obviously doesn't have shame enough to not fuck in front of whoever else is left in the room, but he wants to savor his mate, and he can better do that away from the newly formed third Alpha in the house.

And speaking of that third one, he's... ]

J-junko. [ She's... he's never seen her like this, never felt her licking his neck and down his arms as if it were something he needed to go in order to live. He's still riding high on his own emotions, on that strange feeling he can't even begin to describe. He sees the whole room at once now, how most everyone left and it even seems like his Alpha and Nariko - Nariko... ) were off to do that now. He was here with the toy, Sullivan, and Junko. The world seems to be at a crawl when he pulls on either side of Junko's head so he can see her eyes, feel her struggle against his hands to fulfill her need. And while he's not quite as he was, he does now observe - ] You're broken.

[ In a good way, but he can see it in her! It's... weirdly fascinating ]

[prettiestremix]

[It's not as if Audrey is blind. Sure, she's grossly turned on and pretty much doomed to be a total wreck of a person for the next few hours but she does see Tom and she has to wonder what the look is, what it's even supposed to mean. If he wants something then he should come and get it! And he shouldn't act like it's so surprising, either! She likes Sullivan, too!

... She's being dumb.] Alright, then.

[Fuck Tom. She tilts her head so he can feel up all of her neck if he wants to.]

[Is he saying her name? She thinks he is, but all that Junko can register is that he's keeping her from showering him in the attention he deserves and it makes her whine. She does struggle, squirming in place and trying to move her head out of his grip to get back to kissing him. Is she broken? That feels like an incredibly difficult concept and it doesn't really matter in the end.] I'm not, I'm okay, I can be fucked, I can -

[She can do a lot of things but he has to let her go first. She won't put up a fight, which might be a little more in character, but she can start to pull up his shirt, and yank at his pants.] It's okay, I can still fuck.

[And it's really all she can think about. If that means that she's broken then she is, and Junko doesn't feel any need to fix it.]

[boobielife]

[ She's... Does she even count as Junko anymore? Is Audrey seeing this? ... But Yamato doesn't and can't think that far, he instead just lets go for Junko's face after he brushes his thumb up against her lips. Seeing if she would do anything with that. She's not broken, she can still fuck.

He--

He feels bad for it, but he smiles ]

That's a good girl, then... yeah.

[And on the other side, with Sullivan, he smiles at her attention, wanting to please her! But also wanting to feel his boner being dealt with. He doesn't spare a thought of Tom or much of anyone else, instead just running his hand around her neck now, putting a light bit of pressure on it around the collar before he legs go and looks apologetic. He then brushes his fingers along her cheeks and he kisses at her throat ]

It's a really cute collar.

[ Beloved Toy. His hands squeeze her tits again ]

[prettiestremix]

[Feeling bad for it, wondering if Audrey is even paying attention to them - it's nice that Yamato has the brain for all of that because Junko certainly doesn't. Her life hinges on the littlest gestures that he makes, from the look in his eyes to the press of his finger on her mouth, and it's only right to part her lips and suck, right? Right. It feels like the right thing, even if it does make her want to suck him off instead, but she can't do that until she gets his pants off and he's still sitting so ... Help her with that, Yamato.

Or let Junko keep pulling and yanking until she gets what she wants here, because while she's very docile right now she's also fucking hardheaded.]


I know, right? And he really is going to walk me around completely naked, it's just a matter of when.

[She's talking but none of it feels as important, it's stuff to come out of her mouth because there's nothing to plug it up. She doesn't tense when he seems to halfheartedly grip her throat, if anything it's surprising her that he isn't a little more aggressive in the way of what happened.] You can play with it if you want.

[Although she's not exactly going to pitch a fit about being felt up, either.] You're awfully calm, Sully.

[He's not - she can feel his dick poking into her so eagerly but she can't help teasing a little.]

[boobielife]

I'm calm? [ Sullivan says that with some attempt at good humor - but the fact is that no, he's not calm in the least. He exhales hard out of his nose and squeezes her tits all the harder, molding them around in her top. The reminder that he's got a full blown erection just makes him rock his hips against her. If anything, the fact that she ... Wait - ]

S-sully? Aren't you the calm one?

[ . . . ]


[ Meanwhile, across the aisle -- Yamato is actually enjoying watching his sister scrape around like some needy and desperate animal. His fingers remain there as longer as she'll suck on them, but he smiles a little wider and decides, you know what, he's constrained by his pants too, what with the huge throbbing down there. And so he pulls his finger out of her mouth so that he can slide his pants down by way of moving his hips up. With them resting at his ankles, his big dick is exposed for her in all of it's glory. ]

[prettiestremix]

Hey, I'm trying to be a lady about it! It's Christmas! [The implication being that she should be slightly less of a slut than usual, or something along those lines. Not that it's going to pan out that way especially if he keeps leaning in the right direction!] Besides, I like it when you're a little mean, I can wait for that.

[Maybe it's not the sort of waiting game to be played with Sullivan versus Masaomi, but that's just how much faith she has in him, and his desire to eventually get his dick wet.]


[The pulse of her scent is weak compared to what Yamato had been putting out a little while ago, but it doubles over now, at the sight and smell of his cock. She whines again no matter how awkward that's going to sound with his fingers in her mouth, and it's clear that her objective just naturally shifts with the new development. Junko doesn't ask permission but she doesn't give him lip, either, there's absolutely no sign of her more usual, snappy personality. She just takes her mouth from his fingers and immediately begins to get between his legs.]

You're really - I really love your cock. [She's said it before but not with this dreamy, situationally focused kind of wonder, like she's never seen him or blown him before.] Thank you! [There's no reason for her to not be grateful, to not do her best as she sinks her mouth on him and has a much easier time getting past the markers that are usually difficult for her, or otherwise tend to irritate her gag reflex. It's nothing, not, maybe because she's numbed to anything but wanting to please him despite how badly her cunt aches.]

[boobielife]

[ When he's a little mean... Sullivan knows that he's been mean before. The first time they did it, he had actually just bent her over and taken her, only confirming if she would stop him before he put his dick in her. When she didn't, he ... well, he just went for. But now, she was calling him Sully! She was... well, he wanted to make her happy. A lady for Christmas, huh?

The older man inhales and then exhales ] I know how to treat a lady, you know. [ And in fact, he goes to unbutton her top, or pull it down - whatever will expose her tits ] Ladies like to show their jewelry, so you'll want to show me what's under your top, right?




[ . . . What is even going on now? Yamato's eyes widen at her tongue, at the way she so needly and wantonly slides herself down on his cock. It feels so good, it feels so amazing, and he looks down at her with shortening breath. The young man's hands curl and uncurl at his sides. That scent she gives off encourages him, and he...

Well, of all things, he hears Audrey saying she likes Sullivan's mean streak. Yamato looks down at Junko and with a transcendent sense of awe, he commands of her, largely just to see what she'll do - ]

Junko, take your mouth off my cock.

coughs loudly slutty Junko may be my fave Rin is lucky

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[Oh, she was supposed to tell him to stop, then? Audrey wouldn't begin to guess why since she'd actually been really impressed by the whole thing - if not a little surprised because it came out of nowhere, but still! - there hadn't been a reason to stop. And she likes calling him 'Sully'! Calling a guy by some other overly sweet name would be way too much. She helps him with her top, though, because right about now it feels like there are a million buttons and Sullivan might notice that the air around them smells a whole hell of a lot sweeter than usual.]

I'll show you what's under there whether I've got anything in or not! [Not that she's ever gone a day without a piercing in since she was thirteen but, hey, technicalities.] Hold on, though! [She isn't leaving his lap or putting a real stop to anything, Audrey just wants to shift around and face him as her top unbuttons entirely and she can shrug it off. There's no bra underneath just her perky tits, both have thin barbells but one ring has little candy canes, and the other has little mistletoe charms attached to said barbells.] Cute, right! [She is incredibly proud of these things okay, it took forever to find something Christmas related for her boobs.]



[She does exactly as he says: She stops and tries to sit upright a little even though it means she's going without his cock and it's the most unpleasant, unsettling feeling in the world. But he ordered her, so she listened, an instinct that both their parents had been fostering in her and biology bitch slaps into full gear thanks to that whole display.]

I - I can! I can do something else! [It's even difficult for her to talk because she keeps looking at his cock, inhaling his scent to try and parse out what he might want or need from her but she can't find it, in part because that basic instinct is an unpracticed one on her part and she doesn't have that synchronicity with Yamato, she can't instinctively know because he isn't her mate, not even a possible temporary one, they just have really fucking great sex. But irritates her all the same.] I can use my hand if that's better! Or I - [Something. Something something something Yamato just want something from her can't you see it's killing her to not please you? Be merciful.]

God he is this sort of natural sub-slut thing she has going is great

[boobielife]

[ After that experience with Junko Sullivan was afraid she might have, but he was gratified and a little bit terrified that she didn't. Similarly, he felt that way about the origins of her joining the pack, when he'd walked in on her and his Alpha. But now... well.

... She smells so sweet. He could drown in it. Sullivan's own smells is salty, but not in a harsh way, more like the sort of smell you'd have on salted caramel or dark chocolate. And he - he laughs, of all things, but he leans his head down to kiss at each nipple ]

Supposed to kiss under the mistletoe, right?! [ See! Humor! He tries! But... ] They're super cute.




[ She did it - she actually did it, and even if some part of Yamato's mind feels bad for this abuse of power, feels a little bad that she's been turned into this flailing mess which shows very little of her normal, forward personality... he's turned on by it. He feels bad about being turned on by it, but he is, looking at her with wide eyes and inhaling waves and waves of her scent. He glances up. Can Audrey see this? No, she's got to be distracted. This sight was only for him.

Only... for him. His dick throbs. Honestly, it kills him to not be inside of her, but he swallows and - ]

I-- I want. I mean- [ Inhale, exhale. He almost is afraid of his power, of what he smelled out of his mother a moment ago and what he smells out of Junko now. He- ] Strip off what's left of your clothes. -and then face your ass -- to me. I wanna fuck you for real. I think.

[ Wait, what's something Junko would never do? He- ] and bark!

[ . . . Maybe the corgi came into his head, he panicked.

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I'm glad that you can appreciate them! [She laughs, too, because she does like being manhandled and there's a special kind of excitement in pushing her limits, in knowing that she can test out what's feasible and what isn't, and feel safe the whole time. Audrey, from the bottom of her heart, doesn't think that anyone in the house would ever purposely harm her or anyone, really. So she had no reason to be scared or worried about Sullivan if he got demanding. At the end of the day she enjoys laughing with him just as much as being fucked shamelessly.]

I bet you can make them jingle. [And with that little quip she very meaningfully rocks her hips, moves on the length of his cock, because he's not allowed to forget about what he wants anymore than Audrey is, thank you very much.]



[She practically flings off her pajama top, and it goes through the air with a very audible air and she scrambles to get the pants off, too, with the sort of clumsiness that was very obvious in her younger days, before she got into high school and was determined to be the kind of younger sister Yamato didn't have to be ashamed of. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties underneath to begin with but she's so dedicated to his order that she actually takes her socks off because those do, in fact, count as clothes!

On all fours she leans on her forearms a little, ass facing him exactly as he'd ordered which just leaves one last bit of the order and that's the barking.

... She does it without a second thought, and if he paid attention to the timing of her movements it was all carried out rather dutifully and in order, like she had to get every aspect of every word and syllable of that word in order to gain his approval. So she definitely, absolutely barks - in fact there's a little rumbly noise before the actual bark, reminiscent of tiny dogs that think they are fierce, but aren't at all.

Which is terribly fitting for Junko Kida.]

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[ Appreciate them? He- ] H-hey, who wouldn't! [ He laughs, a little sheepishly, and tries to pull down his pants to free up his cock, moaning a little as he does. Oh man, she's rolling her hips like that and- ] I love 'em, and I love using her like a toy.

[ Which she... she likes too, right? ... He could make them jiggle. It's something he could easily do! The older man grins, and he kisses her tits one more time before he kisses her collarbone and brings his hands up to tug on each of the barbells a little. He had to free his dick quickly! ]




[ She did it. She did it. She really did it and without any sort of hesitation, with a full dutiful sort of movement, and with -

... Oh my god.

Yamato was a gentle sole, not the same as the rough way his father handled things. Or at least, he and everyone else in his life had figured him to be. But after that brief taste of three Alphas in the same room, one of them being himself, something had clicked with him, something which he didn't know how to focus, couldn't control if he wanted. And thus, hims lurching forward and shoving his dick all the way to the base inside of Junko's cunt was almost an afterthought. The way he began to impale her with all of his might was just a given. He should have ripped off his shirt, but he was all too eager to lean over her, to pull her back by her hair as he fucks her and hoarsely whisper to her - ]

S-say you want to have m-m-my babies. [ And.. and he had smelled it. He had seen it- he- ] S-say. Say that... N---ah- Nariko. Wants to have my babies.

[ The moment those dangerous words come out of his mouth, Yamato's scent floods the room. It's not quite the same as the one from moments before, but it seems to be between his normal one and that one which has shown him to be an Alpha. He's not sure if he means what he says, but he's at least mostly certain he doesn't. But the possibility, the idea of claiming someone so completely... that idea excites him in this moment just enough to want to pretend, to see if Junko will pretend with him ]

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You'd be surprised! Some people just don't want to appreciate me in the least. [Who knows who these individuals are, since Audrey usually ends up with more attention than she can actually handle. It's not as if she's universally popular or whatever but she had yet to suffer through a horrid rejection, Yamato aside. She's been blessed in the romance/sex department. And she's about to say something to him but then -- they're apparently doomed. She can barely look over her shoulder at Yamato and Junko: What have they got going on over there?

She can't think clearly now and she turns to Sullivan-] H-Hey I - I definitely need you to fuck me now!

[Because this is - she can't handle him not being in her now.]



[She did it and she was better off for it because Junko swears she can feel his approval and that, of all things, only excites her more. It doesn't prepare her for being entered so abruptly but she grits her teeth through that, doesn't tense up the way she usually does. Her body is utterly relaxed, almost against her will, more than happy to accept him. There's some kind of sob or cry ripped out of her throat, she knows that sort of dully, and it becomes a whimper when he yanks at her hair. It's fine - of course, no matter how she sounds there's never a lack of pleasure in it, an unending obedience, not that she thinks he would stop even if she had a third of a brain to ask him to.]

I want your children! I wanna be filled up with your cum so I can give my alpha a boy! I'll take it as many times as I can until it catches! [There's a moment where she should be jealous, she should feel infuriated that he would want her to talk about another woman while they're fucking. But the thing is - well, it's short term, it's immediate and satiating on a basic level. What matters more to her is that she can please him, not who he messes with outside of her.]

Yamato she's always - always wanted you to knock her up! [There's a little hint of her usual self in there, this isn't just the hormones or the reaction to his scent, which isn't to be undermined. This is just the truth edging in there.] She'd have - if dad didn't lock her down she was going to run away with you and never let you be with anyone else, come on! She'd kill someone to have a kid again, especially yours.

[If she could keep enough air in her body she'd probably laugh because - he's not being serious and she can't know that right now - but what a laughable thing to even question.]

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[ What is this scent? Sullivan's eyes go wide, looking over at the siblings with... awe, envy? He's not even sure. One minute he was drowning in cotton candy and meeting it with sea salt, but the next there was a new scent which enveloped everything, and he felt hot for it as well. He didn't mind being playful with her, and he in fact sort of reveled in it. But he knew neither of them wanted that now. So Sullivan finished getting down his pants, exposing his cock. ... His dick was the smallest of the Idiot Trio's overall. But it did have a bulbous head to it, to stand out. He frees it, and then lifts her a little to position her - and shoves it right up inside of her, though there is some resistance on entrance, as usual ]

I know.





[ What has he done, what has he created... He needs to stop this, because even as she's saying it, even as she's saying both parts of that, there's something within him knows it's strange and wrong, like somehow he was treading upon ground which he wasn't meant to. But he realizes just as quick that was the lingering feeling of the look his father had given him. This... this right now, this was just play, right?

Junko didn't really think of him as her alpha. His mom wouldn't really run away with him? Yamato's eyes are wide now though even as he rams himself inside of her. Even as he feels the way her body doesn't quite resist, but does rock against him bouncing, jiggling, but in a taught way, in a way which...

He looks over Junko to see the blonde across the room. His eyes glaze over. Her alpha. He- ]

Audrey wants it too.

[ He whispers that, and then he bites his lip before he he roughly sakes his head. No, he - ] T-tell me that too! And I'll use you for the rest of the day. Promise.

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[They really weren't left with much choice and if she could think beyond the next few minutes then Audrey might be vaguely upset about that, just because she'd been enjoying that little moment between the two of them. But she switches to giving up any agency almost too quickly. She lets him do all the work even if the inaction pulls at her skin in a funny, uncomfortable sort of way. The only thing that's really within her sphere of control is her reaction and good god she'll never get over the head of his cock, there's no way to ignore it, no way that she can adjust to the trait itself. Maybe her body is just weird, who knows.

But it still feels good, and now that she's firmly seated in his lap she has an easier time bouncing, letting her arms work back to actually brace on his legs so that when her hips buck he's all but guaranteed to scrape against the part in her that makes everything feel like lava. Plus he gets an amazing view of her tits, so Merry Christmas, Sullivan.]



[No, she doesn't really think of him as her alpha, she isn't accepting that in any meaningful way, but there are so many other parts of that which are true. If he can't handle it yet then it's a good thing they aren't speaking seriously - it was difficult for her to hear at first, too, but there's really no such thing as running away from the truth. But it's fine, it's alright! Not a big deal. He keeps fucking her and she keeps whimpering, drawing in his scent and being left even crazier for it, she's even got that delirious look that her mother gets to wear so often with their father!

There's definitely something to be said for genetics.]

Audrey? [She actually doesn't understand what, specifically, she's supposed to be saying. That Audrey would want his kids too? That she might want Yamato to be her Alpha? She has no idea because it be feasibly be either one or possibly both. It doesn't occur to her to just ask, so she-]

She'll have them too! As long as it's you, like this - she'd be happy to! [Goes a little ambiguous, but it really isn't an informed decision, rather she's saying what she thinks will get her what she wants in the quickest, simplest time frame. Not that it would really work if he didn't believe her.]

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[ He really does get a great view of her tits. And between the candy canes and mistletoe hanging off them, the older man tries to think of what would sound cool, even as she's bouncing like a desperate slut on top of him. He reaches one hand up to run through his hair - only to once more hit the receding hairline he seems to keep being in denial about. His glasses are fogging up a little from both of their hot breaths.

... Okay just- ] Merry Christmas!

[ That was not a cool line. but at least he could work his mushroom of a penis inside of her, having the large head scrape these wanting parts of her ]




[ Yamato has some clarity of mind ( honestly, it's shocking how clear his mind is, flooded with lust and information like this he still finds his mind going a million miles a minute - was this how his father lived? ) to know that was ambiguous, and maybe even a little disappointing in comparison to the promises that Junko had made about herself and about her mother. If he was Koji or their father, he might have told her to do better! But he was Yamato, and even in this state and with this newfound power and frame of mind, the boy doesn't have it in him to directly tell her that her promises and dirty talk sucked in this instance.

... But he does make a little whining noise which might sound a bit disappointed, that one just happened regardless of what he intended.

But he doesn't let up on fucking her, and there is no let up in his scent either. The boy's thick cock grinds inside of her, throbbing and maybe even giving the illusion that it somehow, impossibly, grew a little bit bigger, got even fuller inside of her. And Yamato lets go for her hair to instead slide both hands down her front to grab hold of both tits ]

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[His poor glasses! She doesn't envy people who have to wear them and deal with the heat. She would take them off of him since - well, couldn't he see her as long as she was close? Or was it that he couldn't see anything close and the farther away stuff was easier? She doesn't know, man, her eyes are thankfully very simple. But the line just makes her giggle a little, though it's a very thin sound since she's a lot more focused on him banging her.]

And a H-happy New Year!

[They're basically rambling at each other at this point but there isn't anything wrong with that.]



[Saying so isn't the only way to express disappointment though and while there'd been some logic to her decision - whether it was deemed sound or not was something else entirely - she can tell it was a misstep and so Junko's got two choices! She can either let this go on because, technically, she's got what she wants here! Or she could do something about it. It's the perfectionist in her, maybe, or the part of her that can't stand to do anything but make Yamato completely happy with her that forces her mouth open again.]

I-I was serious, though! Audrey would - hop on your cock to have them, s-since when has she ever - wanted to be left out? She'd be all nervous and cute, that's still - just for you! You're the only one she'd want'm with anyway!

[This is a far better response in a lot of ways, and she's personally very impressed with herself! Especially since it takes her a good amount of time to actually get those words out as she gets closer to properly orgasming. ... Now if Audrey overheard any part of that, Junko's probably going to get socked in the face but, y'know.

Totally worth it, if it makes Yamato happy with her again.]

This whole alphamato was a good idea imo

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[ Sullivan is very nearsighted, so he could probably see her if she took off his glasses! He has them in order to see far away, but he also has an astigmatism, so chance are even at this short distance he'd need time to adjust. But hey, it's not like he's the only one with imperfect vision! Tom was farsighted, so if you ever saw him reading a book he'd need to put on some specs. And one or two of the other people in the house wore contacts and at least one other person Sullivan was convinced would need to go to the eye doctor soon (it's Koji, again for being farsighted, if you watch him on a computer he sort of shakes out his vision a lot, whereas he's natural on a soccer field)

But either way, the fact that she responded to his really lame line makes Sullivan smile with more pride than should be on the face of and older man like him while he's fucking a hot young blonde - or at least, he should endeavor to be cooler if you asked him. Still!. He licks his lips to watch her tits bouncing all over the place like that, and his arms crawl up her back to find a better spot to brace as he fucks her. And... ... Well, she likes this. He could do more, but doing anything more might fuck it up.

... ] I love the bounce!

[ ... Okay one more thing. (it won't be one more thing) ]





[ She really-- Yamato's eyes widen at that one, getting a vision of it - one that terrifies him with how much it turns him on in the fantasy. Junko knocked up and mewling over in the corner, and Nariko pregnant and curled up around his heels, docile and happy. And then finally, the buxom blonde comes before him, pouting but nervous, and demands that she too wanted to have his children. And as he sees all of it in his mind's eye, the budding Alpha's scent redoubles, drowning the whole room n his even headed command.

But at the same time, he was Yamato, and he breathes out, ] Th-thank you.

[ Should he have said that? Oh well. Either way! He almost wishes that Audrey heard that from across the room. He glances at her again, but then he looked back to Junko, and-- he needed to show his mewling slut she was appreciated. So he tugs hard on her nipples, pulling her body down so he can drive his cock up harder, curling up into her and putting more pressure on her as he -

Well, he might not last more anyway, he wants to cum for her ]

I completely agree. (also I need Veronica shoving Koji to the eye doctor now)

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[And the only thing Audrey can take from all that is!!! Sullivan just thinks too damn much during sex, man. It's supposed to be fun and kind of mindless, not a whole examination of what's cool or not cool! But that's the sort of fervent concern that does, to a point, define him, so she's hardly ever upset by it and more concerned. Besides, all that she really sees is that smile, and in that moment it makes her happy to have made him happy, even as yet another wave of forced submission settles through her bones and seems to push her closer to a temporary end.

She grins, ready to say something but she overhears her name and the word 'pregnant' and her name come up and her head whips one way because!!! Junko had better shut her mouth because that's definitely her voice and - and then Sullivan gets the right spot in her and she's shut up pretty damn quickly!

But she is so going to punch her friend later.]




[Whether he should or shouldn't be thanking her she's grateful all the same! This, and the way that he responds to her is just proof that she was right to correct her mistake, she's made him happy and now there's not a single ounce of guilt in her as she enjoys every single, verging on painful thrust of his dick, and she desperately leans into his hands graduating from mildly acceptable, room appropriate moans to guttural, purely animalistic howls. If Octavio and Tom were smart enough to follow Emily into a threesome they're probably going to hear her just fine. That Yamato isn't going to last is just fine because she's just about there herself.]

C-Cum - are you gonna cum in me?

[She really shouldn't even try to speak, it's a pathetic imitation of her voice and her usual level of poise, but there's a hidden question in that - is he going to risk knocking her up? .... Not that he really would, as she's very good about taking her birth control on time so the chances that he might somehow knock her up despite that are astronomically low.

But she's not thinking about that in the moment.]