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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Huh?!

[What. What -- What? It's such an unexpected order that she really doesn't know what to do with herself there. He's ... Telling her she can't cum yet. Which, okay, at least Nariko is capable of mentally processing that idea but.] Wh-why?

[SERIOUSLY WHY. Her body is strung tight, she's tense and panting wildly with her legs already drawn in around his hips, all clear signs that she was more than ready to let it happen, experience her orgasm in all it's epic splendor. And he's denying her.

With Junko he'd been able to get away with just that, but Nariko's a different beast. He won't only have to deal with her begging, the inherent, primal whine in her voice that's asking to be fulfilled but her scent shifts violently, almost seeming to triple in its force.] Yamato!

[Junko loses her mind a bit but Nariko ... Get's kind of bratty for the first time, so he has to decide how he's going to handle it.] Wh-why? I n-n-need to!

[ This is different, isn't it? This is so different than how Junko became, where she became a submissive little slut, begging him to let her cum. But at the same time - Nariko still wasn't going to cum without his permission, and when she scent shoots out from her, threatening to dominate his own, he steels himself... because-

He wanted to make her submit. No, his scent needed to make her submit, it's something a whole lot stronger and a whole lot moe primal. His scent rolls around out to fight against her own, but he shifts his arms, to pin her down and make a firm eye contact with her. He picks up his pace even more. And he violently begins to push hard- ]

B-because I said! So! [ He grunts and - ] You cum because-- of me! So you cum when I-- say you can! [ And what's more - ] We'll sync up!

[Of course she isn't going to disobey him that would just be wrong. Completely and utterly wrong of her, she wouldn't dream of it for all that she whines and kicks up a fuss. That she doesn't push back at him when his scent overrides her own a bit, there, is just proof. The force of it alone results in a moan, it makes her want to cum even more, but even though she bucks and twists her hips a little she doesn't.

Because he said so is actually a valid answer, he's her Alpha and she's compelled to listen, and there's a lot of her that doesn't want to disappoint him, or do wrong by him. What really does it in, though, is the way he's holding her down, the fact that when he looks at her she can't hope to doubt his intentions. There's no sign of those nerves or apprehension or fear.

And it's beautiful.]

Yes, Alpha.

[... She resigns to it, but it doesn't really make her any less desperate, she can manage to be quiet for the first few thrusts, but after that she whines. It's high pitched and desperate, a very basic, more instinctual plea that even Nariko doesn't enjoy resorting to. It's just a half a notch lower than her already abysmally low standards for herself, but what can she do? She's at the edge of allowing it to happen and it seems to make her nearly vibrate, though whether it's the effort of keeping it at bay or the sheer frustration is a mystery.]

Cum, cum, I wanna cum so badly, Alpha! I can't live without your perfect cock, I can't function without it, I exist for you, to have your children and do whatever you want! [Nariko babbles when she's in this state, in part because it's what she does to get under Masaomi, but also because she needs to put her energy into something.] I'll get on my knees for you at dinner, I'll take it up the ass like a real bitch and say your name and I won't let anyone touch me unless you want them to, I -

[It's difficult, it's nearly painful and her fingers twist in the sheets, her scent begins to back up a little.] Cum - ? Please? I'll -- Oh god.

[She's crying literal, desperate tears.]

[ Yamato's world seems to be focused entirely on her face, entirely on her scent, entirely on her words. As he continues to fuck her, as he feels his own muscles tensing in response to the shifts in her own body - Yamato knows he won't last all that much longer, but he also knows that Nariko-- Nariko is pushing herself so much harder, going beyond her limits for him. The tears make him worry, but they also flatter him, because she was right -

There was no fear.

This is who he was meant to be. Her Alpha, an Alpha, and he was meant to have this control, and live through this pleasure. Maybe it's her own scent, but he takes strength from it, and he groans himself, panting atop her and pinning her down as he makes his way towards the end.

He's going to want to take hr up on those, maybe. If he could remember them. But as he gets to the end, as he - ]

A-- little -- more.

[A little more. He doesn't understand what 'a little more' means for her, he can't. He's a man, and it never seems to translate well. There's a certain unbearable tension that comes from refraining from an orgasm, it grates on her nerves and feels completely unnatural, and worst (best?) of all it always seems to turn her into a complete animal. Those overwhelmed tears are constant now but she's nodding, agreeing because how could she do anything else?

She loves him too much to say no.]

Yamato! [It feels as if her body is unraveling, it's going to snap at the joints and there's nothing she can do anymore because she can only manage to whine, mewl, to begin to scream even that much falters, needy. She's absolutely pathetic right now, writhing in place and keeping her legs very weakly wrapped around him, trying to withstand each thrust just as much as the way he looks at her.] I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I -- want to be your bitch, I want to be the best you could have, I want to --

[To continue being his bitch, above all else.]

[ This is terrifying. Should he feel bad? He might feel bad later, mostly for now he's just too focused on her and every little movement, at the tears and at her strain, seeing her nerves on fire...

His smile grows all the wider, delirious. He grunts, and he gives it maybe one or two more thrusts before-

Yeah, there's no way he's going to endure himself either. He didn't know he was being cruel, but all the same, it only lasts maybe five more seconds, but he cuts her off with - ]

Cum.

[ And he can't hold it back - he shoots his own load deep inside of her ]

[Oh thank god. She doesn't even believe in any of that but she'll thank every religion and a turnip for the fact that he gives her that one word, one command, and as if she needed the extra help he cums in her immediately. She probably would have let go either way, so it's good that he allowed it!

Her hands twist underneath his, dying to scratch and yank at him as she lets herself cum, thighs trembling violently while her back arches off the bed and she squirts almost violently, even around him. They've already made one hell of a mess of the bed now and this was barely their first round on it.

When it finally abates just a bit she can only fall back on the mattress and stare, hazy eyed and entirely not-there.

She needs a minute, Yamato.]

[ That was amazing.

That was unearthly.

He just...

Yeah, he really just needs a little minute too, but he's grinning at her in a goofy way, and then as he starts to get energy back, he begins to kiss at her cheeks and her tits ]

[Yeah! All of that.

She has to let herself breathe, close her eyes while her arms lay over him kind of lazily. She's so happy right now, so blissful and full of cum in an amazing hotel room with her amazing mate. When he starts to kiss all over her she moans approvingly, carding her fingers through his hair.]

Yamato... [Even saying that much seems to hurt her throat but she's smiling impossibly bright.]

[ That said - ]

Could you handle that, Nariko?

[ He breathes that out kissing her tits, going around the areola, deliberately not quite on. But he did worry that might've been too mean to her, too cruel. But she sounded hot, affectionate. She sounded so nice and happy... so.

That said, he did want to keep that up, he thinks ]

Hm? [She leans up a little as he teases her, and then laughs when she realizes he's doing it on purpose. What a tease.]

That was perfect, Yamato. Completely perfect. [... That's right, he hasn't had much opportunity to realize that she's incredibly into that form of cruelty, huh?] If you want, there can be a word. So you don't have to worry about it.

[If something is really unsettling or hurting enough then she'll know to say it. Most of her sexual relationships require a safe word.

Which probably says something about her.]

[ Did her and Masaomi have a word?

Either way. Yamato sort of would really need that, even if he preens at the idea that it was perfect. He nods, and smothered in her tits, he tries to decide what could be the perfect sort of safe word. He groans a little into her tits, but while he's still pondering it, he - ]

Here on. Can't cum until --- I say so. Maybe?

[There was probably one somewhere along the way though it probably hasn't seen much use. After a certain point it was just difficult to even think of saying no seriously, it was hard to genuinely push her limits! But with Masaomi it was probably something especially ridiculous like 'peanuts'. Something she'd never say, a word that just kind of naturally irritated her and could therefore never sound sexual.]

Yamato [She kind of sing songs his name.] you really like being in control, don't you?

[She keeps toying with his hair, all but encouraging him to stay in the incredibly soft valley of her boobs. The way she asks that question just drips of ulterior motive, and she knows he might not humor her, that's fine, but it's worth it to ask and get an answer.]

[ He likes to be in control...? ... He hasn't had much experience with it yet, but the last week or so has shown him that yes, yes he does. And when he's with his mate like this, at the edge of something truly special and with her sounding like that- He would nod if he wasn't resting his chin on her breast, so instead her breathes back - ]

I do.

[Of course he does, he'd have just been straight lying if he said anything else! But she still had to work it as a question, because he's her alpha and her mate and she had no desire to hurt his feelings in the pursuit of being right. So she smiles up at him lovingly the whole time she speaks:]

Then you can control me all you want. When I cum, what I wear, I'll give that and more to you.

[In order to better suit his needs! To her it only made sense to let him know.]

[ When she cums, what she wears... Oh man but - he looks excited all at once, but as his scent floors around the room, he - ]

Like what... more?

[ Maybe he was being greedy now, even if she was his mate, even if she was giving it willingly, but his eyes now shine with a question - how much. How much control can he really have over her? ]

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[She can't answer him immediately because that sudden wash of it felt particularly invasive, yanking at her nerves. But maybe that was only right when she liked this kind of thing. She takes a shuddering breathe before her voice can come back, and even when it does she's very obviously turned on all over again.]

I'm tempted to say 'everything'. [But she can't quite give that. To a lot of people she's still his mother, after all. And - there's someone else that already has a fair amount of say over her.] Things like ... What I call you, for one, when we're together there's nothing to say you can't have a say in everything from how I move to how far away I'm allowed to be.

[The devil is always in the little details, after all. Those might not sound inherently sexual but there was something to be said for knowing you could get away with those kinds of things.]

[ For a long moment, Yamato's eyes are wide, and it seems like his mind is moving fast enough to make his eyeballs rove a little in his head. The young man's jaw is somewhat slack, and the scent continues to spiral like it's out of control. It feels like he's watching the world in slow motion, something that makes his heart race. Why can't it be everything?

( It's... ah, well, she is his mother, technically. That feels like forever ago. And there's the matter of that other man - ) but he... when they're together. That's... ]

I... I could write up a little rulebook, even.

[ Not that it wouldn't be fun to change it on the fly, but as he comes to that realization, he finds the idea of it, even if it's not inherently sexual, makes his eyes swim with pride, makes something with him, something that demands submission, feel that much more potent, that much stronger ]

You could.

[She can't help smiling because she can see him going crazy with it, spinning over the possibilities in the same way that she rolls over numbers and equations, probabilities and factors. Everyone has their thing, in the end.] Just don't - do anything that ends in lasting damage, okay? [Because while that kind of power could be intoxicating it also ... Could bread a lack of concern. She really doesn't want to end up with a broken limb again because of a badly planned sex event.

But that's all she's really going to ask. Go ahead and be controlling, but don't treat her like she's absolutely nothing.]

[ Lasting damage? What did she - ] What. No. I'd never hurt you. [ . . . Wait- his mind roves again, and while that was his first thought, he ends up tilting his head and nods a little. Wait, if he knew anything about his mate, even if they were new mates... ] ... Not like that. I mean. I know you like being hurt a little... I think.

[ Or she wouldn't have tolerated that orgasm denial. Eeen now, he eyes were a little bloodshot. He swallows, and he looks her over again, kissing at her breasts and up towards her collarbone. ]

B-besides that's more - like. Things. The rulebook would be more broad things like... like names to call me, and that you should be within - Iunno, twenty feet? No, that might be too close. But we'll... agree on it?! That's fair. Yeah.

I like being hurt a lot. [She might as well be entirely clear about that. It's just a certain level and kind of hurt that can't be okay, but when he responds like that it tells her all she needs to know. He won't be one of those horror stories she hears about - mates mistreating their other halves and such. The closer he comes to her lips the heavier her scent becomes, though it's still pleasantly trapped underneath his own.]

I like agreeing on it. [She leans down a little to get a kiss on his temple.] Not that I'm very good at telling you 'no'.

[But that freedom was the point.]

[ She likes being hurt. She likes agreeing on it. She smiles all the more here and he leans down towards her, and - his breath is now shared with her own. Right eye to eye with her, he can't help... but. ]

Well, the point is that we talk before. It gets to that point. Or something.

[ Oh man ]

Mmhm.

[Up close like that she can't help wanting to give him a little peck of a kiss. They could fuck again, but it might be good to rest so they actually have some energy before dinner, too. ... But then, they're both more than a little excited.]

Yamato, you're really impressive.

[... None of that is what she had been thinking.]

[ He's really impressive? He-- If that is what she had been thinking, he didn't know it and if it wasn't, it still seems to take him by surprise. But that surprise fades into acceptance, and he smiles, kissing her a little bit back ]

Not that impressive.

[Oh, did she manage to surprise him? Well, she grins either way, kissing back.]

Completely impressive. [She's proud of him. As his mother (will she ever stop being that? It's hard to say.), and as a woman. He's a young man now, still a little too green for certain matters, but he's on his way. It's great to see in real time.] I'm going to be proud to tell everyone you're my boyfriend.

[Because why wouldn't she be? If anything, they'll probably wonder why someone so attractive is with someone so much older but she'll avoid thinking on that too long.]

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slams out one round before bed sobs

reaches out arms for near far wherever you are

falls into them willingly because adulting is BULLSHIT srsly tho

I agree that it's a hard thing.

It is. But in all seriousness thanks for being patient

Hey no problem this is my favorite okay ok ok

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