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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[ He... ]

I'm sorry.

[ But... ] Maybe it'll change once he's around here. Don't... you don't have to count it as a veto

[ the fact of the matter is that he was worried about her, terribly worried about her and what Nathan might do. Nathan seemed like a good guy other than that one time though, so he didn't know if he was being unfair. He wanted to believe that - she had listed him, after all, as one of her choices. Some part of her enjoyed it and him and the thought of him enough to list him. He wanted to honor that, and to honor family. But he also ... he just worried, that's all.

But he also felt incredibly gratified to her hear say that. ]

Okay. [It's not a veto, then, but a sort of probation. A logical one. Because the fact of the matter is that ... Nariko needs it with her brother. She really shouldn't be left alone with him too long because for as ... Difficult as Nathan is, Nariko knows she's not entirely hinged about her brother, either. She can get possessive and demanding, and outright manipulative if Nathan wasn't paying her the attention she wanted. This was the result of any long buried romantic love, it was what happened when you had an intensely codependent relationship with someone. But Masaomi's presence alone canceled that out. He was her mate, her other half, the only thing greater than what had happened in the past.

She can't tell him all of this while he's toying with her, but she would if she could.]

It's okay, I don't ever want to be with someone that would make you worry like that! [Because if someone ever hurt Masaomi, whether it was a question of protecting himself or not she'd just - Nariko wouldn't even lose her mind. The parts that might stop her from bashing people's faces into concrete would just shut down, nothing would get in her way.

... That her scent balances out and leans towards him, cloying and demanding him, is a good thing, right? Even if this is a really heavy conversation that she's panting around.]

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[ He... he's so grateful to her, feeling some gripping fear which had clenched his heart flow out from him. He's not sure if he feels totally okay - at the very least, eh still feels incredibly guilty - but the scent and the demands it puts on him - he grins despite the moment, moving his fingers faster inside of her even as his index and pinky run along the rings on the outer edges. He leans down to kiss her, and he lines there for a long moment before looking for something else to say he says - ]

I love you, Nariko. You're the love of my life. [ There. That seems about right.

It matches with his boner. And... and it's true. If needed, he'd bash in Nathaniel's face and if needed he would reclaim her even if Yamato somehow took her. Because he can't be without her in his life. He won't - he chooses not to be ]

Love you, too!

[She can't get out whole sentences because he's horny now, and so is she but he keeps touching her and now she really can't help squirming, lifting up into his fingers and growing louder with each pass at her clit or the curl of his fingers that might just about reach that lovely little spot inside of her that turned the world into stars, leaving only Masaomi as visible.]

F-fuck me! Oh - [She's actually just cursing in general but it might be easy to misunderstand him, and considering that she's beginning to look down between their bodies, her expression all hunger and excitement? It might not be a misunderstanding so much as a logical development.]

[ Fuck her?

With pleasure! He does enjoy, sometimes, giving her pleasure through his hand like that. He does enjoy working her up and getting her there. But he was horny, hard, and he was with his mate. They had worked out something complex! They kept doing that! And more importantly - he takes his hand out of her, and he brings that same hand, dripping with her fluids, up to her lips. Masaomi groans, and he positions himself between her legs -

And makes to shove his cock right back in. So he can start to, well, fuck her ]

Alright!

[While parts of the whole thing had certainly been rough, they really had worked it out like adults. Sullivan might even be kind of proud of them! Nariko certainly was. So they deserved a celebratory fuck for that alone. She puts up with the mild discomfort that comes with not being touched, mostly because she knows him well enough to realize that this isn't about to turn into some game.

She opens her mouth eagerly, sucking on his fingers eagerly, and shudders when he's finally back inside of her. This sense of right can't exist with anyone else, can it? She couldn't imagine it with someone else, and doesn't really want to. Sure, they might argue, but that's what people did sometimes, it wasn't unique. How they figured it out was far more important.

... If she wasn't busy licking up her own taste she might tell Masaomi some of that, or just repeat that she loves him. Hopefully he can get the gist of it by watching her expression.]

[ For whatever doubts, fears, or anticipations the Alpha had he certainly didn't think that this feeling could be matched. Certainly, even if he could brute force other people into submissive states and every if he could have his fun anywhere else, he would never feel this completed and right as he did in this moment with Nariko, or the hundreds of other moments they've had over the years. His scent purifies a little more, and as he begins to thrust his hips all the harder into her, and his fingers squirm in her mouth, moving around so that she can get more of the taste.

... That expression is so beautiful.

They've been arguing a lot lately, but that's better than the not-talking they had been doing before that, and arguments, if they can resolve them like this, show that they aren't incompatible. Honestly, ]

You're mine, Nariko.

[ He would say more - probably will - but something vaguely sentimental felt more right than to immediately delve into dirty talk. He still might, though ]

[At the end of the day they are compatible they're just ... Also very different people, in incredibly specific ways. She's known that for a while now, and it used to scare her, to help breed that fear that he might hate those differences and find someone else that resembled himself a little more. But that was probably the benefit of how they'd ended up together: They'd skipped a lot of the middling, questioning shit, and just sort of known that they'd always work the right way. There were advantages to that.

That they have arguments and have to deal with them just means their human. Conflict is as natural as love, after all.

It's because she won't let that conflict override anything else that she does love him intensely, that she's his. To hear him say it seems to make her glow a bit, and she nods, but doesn't stop the way her tongue works through his fingers, either. With his scent the way it is - it's hard to fight off the desire to become mindless and usually she wouldn't, but there's something to be said for being cognizant right about now. ]

[ Inhale, exhale. ]

I wonder where I threw that santa hat. I could give you a white Christmas.

[ . . . That is a terrible joke, but he's going to call it perfect and shove his fingers a little further down her throat. He'll just be doing that now, grinning a little as he does. And he moans as his hips start to pick up speed, as he starts to build up more friction inside of her, or how he feels the tongue piercing (which one is in today?) with his index finger in there, or the brush of the rings down there on his cock. He- ]

You can taste how excited you are, right?!

[That's. So horrid. But it's so utterly Masaomi, so utterly like her mate that even if there'd been some lingering fear or lack of confidence (and there was, actually) it's pushed so far off into a corner that it's nearly impossible to identify in the moment.] As long as you don't put the beard back on.

[She literally stops messing with his fingers to get that out, which only solidifies how scratchy that thing is against her face. Synthetic hair is the worst. And her tongue piercing today is just a particularly festive little Christmas star! But there are little diamonds in it, so it's a little bumpy, despite the smoothness of it. An interesting texture, overall.

That other question, she just nods, humming a little faintly. ... That she's somehow come to share this kink with him is such a weird couple thing.]

[ Don't u kinkshame him these are the fun times that they have, okay. ... And really, if a lot of their rituals and memories like this were physical in nature, there's no reason not to embrace them. There's plenty of reasons to make more and create more varied connections, of course (and in nearly two decades they certainly, certainly have) but... well. the Alpha smiles just a bit wider at her and spreads his fingers in her mouth, tracing around the star with his ring and middle fingers in the end ]

I still say I could grow a good beard, just need to allow for longer!

[She wasn't kinkshaming gosh!!! It grew on her very quickly all things considered. But he mentions the beard and her teeth close in around his fingers a bit. Not nearly enough to ever hurt but it's a very decisive move, and it kind of limits his actions too. He can't really move in any direction without a sort of friction that might be slightly uncomfortable.

No. That's what this action means. No, Masaomi.

And then she relaxes and he can go back to whatever he wants to do.]

[ Of course it does. But- ] Awww, come on! Maybe I won't shave our whole trip!

[ . . . Honestly, with how slow his facial hair grows the best that'd happen there is that he would have an ill formed mustache-type thing.. Still, he was getting turned on by the fingers, but that same turn on was making him a bit slow with fucking her. He was at a weird impasse where he should pull them out, but he doesn't want to...

Choices.

In the end, though, he does, but not without trailing his spit covered fingers down her neck ]

[Masaomi no, but if anything she just rolls her eyes rather than threatening to bite at his appendages again. Only Masaomi could feel so comfortable with this, he was probably the only person she wouldn't draw blood from if they irritated her and made the mistake of being anywhere near her teeth. But he does pull them out and kind of pouts at him in a playful way that edges back into a needy little sigh, and the 'o' of her lips that comes along with that.]

I'm sorry, you got the sexy voice from your ancestry, but not the facial hair.

[And frankly, while Nariko did like beards, she'd always take a hot voice over a beard. Beards couldn't automatically turn her on, nor was it socially acceptable to brush them. So there you go.]

And here I thought all these years I was a little pitchy.

[ ... He is, if he sings. But he's a very, very smooth talker both in his word choice when he puts the effort into it and in just how his inflections work. He was teasing her in a way She did draw blood! Just not there, his back is bearing some scars of the whole thing.

Still. ]

It's true my old man didn't have much of one.

[ Said dead in early fifties father. Still, Masaomi is not one to be idle. While still gently (for him) rocking his cock in her, he brings his hands up to squeeze her tits. Does that still dribble out some milk, or has she fallen off that whole thing? It's been a chaotic month, he could see both ]

Only when you try to do karaoke.

[And even then she loved him enough to withstand that - especially since he wasn't nearly as bad as Emily. A dying swan wasn't as bad as Emily. ... She'll help him with his back later, she knows just the right combination of lotions and such to avoid any major scarring.

As far as her breasts, though! Nah, nothing'll come out because things had been a bit nuts, because she'd spent far more time with Masaomi than Yamato, and she'd mostly done it for the latter. She would remember to ask him if it was something he was still interested, and she could take them again, no big deal.]

Genetics won't have any of your beard envy. [She ... Sort of gets that sentence out, though a bit unevenly.] We'll see how it goes in your sixties, though, time might be kind to you.

[Because it will be kinder to him than it was to his father, which would be - well, not without it's reactions, but she'd be here for that. He didn't have to deal with it on his own.]

[ In his sixties... Honestly, even all these years later, he'd never really thought about what would happen if he outlived his father's timetable, even as Basara-niisan was going to hit that within a few years and he would within scarcely a decade. If anything, the thought of it distracts him from anything else there, so he entertains himself with idly tugging on her nipple rings. ]

Planning to keep me around that long, huh?

[ Though come to think of it, her mother lived to be a right old bat. How old was she at that funeral? At least her eighties, if he recalls. Shit that was like barely a week ago he should know this. To Nariko, it's entirely possible that sixties is not, in fact, old. She might plan to keep him decades more than that ]

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Well, I did have this funny idea that - [She groans a little.] - That we'd spend the rest of our lives together!

[They're both perfectly healthy individuals, with Nariko edging him out only thanks to her work out routine. There was no reason to think either of them might not make it beyond fifty, sixty, seventy, even eighty. But, no, sixty isn't very old to her despite how, well - Her mother had Nariko when she was around 22, meaning ... Amelia wasn't very old at all, for being a technical grandma. She probably fell just short of her sixtieth birthday, or somewhere in there.

The crazy bitch probably would have lived longer if she hadn't gotten shot for some mysterious reason or another.]

[ He figured she would outlive him. This is not the time to say it, but... he did agree with the rest of their lives together. ]

Hoooh. It's not a bad idea, all things considered!

[ But he is thrown off a little by this discussion of mortality. If anything, he groan grounds him enough to recall, yes, his dick is inside her now. He should inhale her scent and roll with it ]

I know, right? It's almost like I've got good taste!

[The discussion about mortality did need to be had, she wasn't going to let it fall off to the side when he felt some type of way about his father. The irony in Masaomi still being affected by his father, and the effect that Masaomi had on Yamato was just ... Well, it's difficult to not look up to parents, no matter where they end up.

But, yes, rolling with it is a good idea, and she pulls at his hips to encourage him a little more. They can get back to the regularly scheduled fucking around, it's been earned.]

[ Fucking? Of course they can get back to fucking, it's not like he shredded her clothing up for nothing! Taking the hint from her movements and the fact that this is is a topic he doesn't necessarily want to avoid, but one he's far more invested in her body than, he shifts his movement to hit her a little deeper, a little harder - and he steadily picks up his pace, his hands going out to cup her face himself. ]

Are we going to argue you're tasteful when your tits are bouncing around like this?

[ Let's increase the impact to make it happen! And make her nipple rings and naval piercing alike jingle a little! ]

Nope! [She said she had good taste in men, not that she was tasteful! An important difference, though one he's probably aware of.]

Can't be a tasteful slut! It's not allowed! [And thank goodness for it because she'd rather hold onto him, even knowing the sight she makes like this, than be considered classy in any real sense of the word. ... And, come on, she doesn't have his view but when he does it just right the little charms in her nipple rings pretty much make a full, circular rotation! It's cute. How would that not be cute.]

[ Super cute ]

Didn't think so! We'll have to be careful next month, don't want to get thrown out of the country for being too tasteless!

[ Provo that is. ... Speaking of was his passport up to date? Nariko insisted he get one years ago but he's not sure who quick those things expire. He should have looked into that. Errr. Probably not too late anyway. But who cares in this moment - right now, he was keeping his eyes fixed only on her tits, watching the way everything moved on her body as he fucked her. His own arms just hold her shoulders or upper back, so as to better support the position ]

Even if they try I can just make a show out of it, and they'll love me too much to throw us out!

[Only between the two of them could the idea of fucking foreign officials to avoid getting thrown out be seen as an immediate positive. But, hey, despite all the troubles they'd had concerning their extra relationships and such she'd always liked groups, especially when it involved Masaomi. So why not bang a bunch of people in a foreign place with her mate watching or participating? That sounded like a great vacation to her!

And it only excites her more to think about it while they're fucking.

(Also she renewed his passport without telling her. He didn't need to worry about it! The benefit of having a 'housewife' was that she kept on top of those little details. )]

'Sides, when is it ever like us to be careful!

[ ... Fuck but that is exciting. He groans a little, and ] Never was! [ And he... He. ] I booked us a day cruise too, on one of those nice catamarans! We'll have to let the captain have a taste of it too, have that be his tip!

[ He liked group situations too. He liked watching how she interacted with others, with the inset knowledge that she was his. That fact... it's so strange how it didn't apply to Nathan or Yamato. The situation was just different there, and they were different from each other true. But still, the man's smile goes all the wider as he pictures it, and his eyes shift back up to see her face.

Fucking foreign officials, huh... ]

Man now the only thing I'm torn on if it I want to lock her in as Yamato's only mate but I say we go

say we go for it?

Yes that

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