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 laughs at that, seeing it more as a joke than a warning. He doesn't know - how could he? He's never seen her at those temple visits like the one she'll be going on in several hours time from now. He can't know how she handles it. Either way, the boy's mind is racing, panting with both her attention and the possibilities at hand. Even if he had been being overly literal about the whole thing there, it seemed right to be precise. Exacting. Perfection like that, to steer someone... it was comforting. He liked that control, found he was getting off on it and with Nariko-

With his mate, she wouldn't mind it no matter what happened or how he might have bungled it.

The increased pressure from her tits and the embrace of her mouth makes him shiver, moan outright as he slides his hips in towards her. He laughs a little ]

My phone'll be full of you... that just seemed right to me. I think. A catalogue of you every day - and ... could even work in some dirty ones when you feel like it. [ He hums ] You'll remember it well. [ He tilts his head ] Probably too well to consider what if you didn't...

[When he moves forward her face kind of ends up caught between her own tits and his body, but that just means there's a wet and a soft section to cover his length. When she comes back up she's ... Genuinely surprised.] Oh, I get to send normal pictures? [....... She'd assumed they'd be dirty from the get go ..... Well it's good that they got that worked out ahead of time!!]

If I didn't?

[As if she'd ever not follow through with absolute perfection - that's not the type of person she is! But just for the sake of entertaining the possibility: She can listen.] What, then?

[She starts a rhythm of toying with his head while guiding her tits upward, taking her mouth away to basically smother him in warmth.]

Well-- yeah. I mean... [ He shrugs a little ] You do stuff outside the house, it's not like you can do a dirty thing all the time. Besides it means more if you're choosing to tease me. Probably? I think?

[ His courage wavers, but it only lasts as long as it takes for her tits to be on an upswing, and he melts at the pleasure. His scent pulses in the air, as if it were a heart which was restarting under the lighting of his engine. He groans, and shakes his head. If she didn't...

Honestly, he didn't even want to consider that, but it probably was only right that he did, right? If she could succeed - and of course she would -- it has less meaning if she couldn't fail. That's the nature of ay game, and it's the awareness of that which made a tennis match, for example, so exciting. Getting in the Zone because of it. ]

... Guess it'd be a punishment.

[ But as he says that with some trepid awe, he licks his lips, knowing he should come up with some, but he should also spitball. ]

[Hey, if he wanted her to try for dirty pictures on the hour then she was going to give it one hell of a shot! But that much aside he was probably right - she did still have class, some new friendships to maintain, and no one looked after the house except for her as it was, on top of that. But she could make it her new goal to go for the teasing angle if the dirty one was unobtainable.]

Mmhm. And if I ended up letting you down then I'd deserve it anyway! A punishment should fit the crime and all that.

[That she can speak to eloquently under the pulse of his scent is further proof of how magical his cock is, though she is having to go back to it sooner and sooner.]

A punishment should... fit the crime. [ Does that mean that it should be related...? Or did it just mean equivalent. He's not sure which one it would be, but he hums a little, thinking about it. If she were to fail to send him a picture, that would mean that she has failed to share what she's doing in the course of the day, fail to share herself with him. Did that mean that he should deny her time with him...

As he moans at the next time he feels her tongue piercing rub against his head, he knows that would hurt him as much as her. That's a bust.

So... he begins to ramble it outloud ]

Yeah... Like... Maybe it would be something like filming you. Some humiliating thing, and then sending it to someone suitably humiliating...

Someone suitably humiliating...

[Koji. That's it. Because her little shit of a son would never let her live it down, which is dually enticing and horrifying, as many things tend to be with her youngest. There are other possibilities such as Octavio or Tom or even Ada, but Masaomi would probably be a little too far.]

There's a few people who fit that idea. [In other words, she agrees with him! But it's a punishment they're talking about so coming right out with a green light feels a little weird. She trusts him to look between the lines, anyway. And speaking of her piercing: She runs it under the head of his cock, sucking loudly just for the joy of hearing it.]

Fuck.

[ He grunts that out at the sound of sucking, his thoughts derailed for a moment, trying to right himself and his breath. He might have a somewhat abnormal stamina, but he was still a teenager and he was still with his mate. He groans a little, shaking his head. The first one which came to mind is - ]

Koji'd be the obvious... one. [ He inhales ] Hell, he might even post it online.

[ Would that be too far, or was that degrading in a way which gave him pleasure. He's genuinely not sure, and the butterflies in his stomach, the apprehension he feels no even as he thinks of his little shit of a brother he can't help but laugh with some nostalgia at it. ]

Oh my god.

[He really might, and to even think about it makes her stomach turn uncomfortably. She might make jokes about being a porn star and the comparisons to one don't bother her, but whether one considers the difference arbitrary or not there's a reason every recorded thing of she and Masaomi is well locked up. But that's why it's a punishment, and she can't help thinking along the same lines - it's the punishment that helps define the success, so it's exciting at the same time.]

At the very least, he'd play it for the whole house.

[Probably find a way to put it on all the TVs in the house.]

It's Koji though, I don't... I mean. He wouldn't profit from just doing it like that unless he had a plan. [ Sure his brother doesn't think much, but he had some low cunning to him even if he was on paper the least academically achieving of the three siblings. ... Until recently but there's no need to talk about Yamato's last exams. Especially now. Still, now they're on the topic, Yamato...

Was it too much? He grins a little, trying to make his mind more devious, the way Koji's was. Something that his shorter brother might do... well, if he wanted to mess with Nariko or use it as leverage, he'd try to assert some level of control or make a prank out of it, even if it was mean-spirited... hm ]

Probably would make -- people do stuff for him for it.

Probably really useless stuff, at that.

[It's probably in part of his age but if you're going to get people to do shit it should probably be equal to what you're giving up. But Koji would be likely to hand out footage of her just for free take-out or something, and if he's really more thoughtful than that? Well, then she just doesn't know about it.

But she also can't really stand being away from his cock so Yamato can keep talking, she's listening!!! She just also really wants him to cum and she can't do that and hold a conversation at the same time. Even Super Sex Cat has her limits.]

Yeah.

[ He agrees readily, and his mind drifts again, his cock thrusting a little to make for more friction between her soft but incredibly tight boobs now. God he loves her tits. He loves them so much, he wants to feel them and suck them and being enveloped like this is the best. He eyes lucidly look down at the whole show of her pleasuring him like that and he begins to pant, his whole mood shifting as he becomes more and more turned on, more and more close to cumming.

And it's perhaps that which spawns - ]

Never wear panties on out dates. I think that's got to be one. Or maybe if I find them, the punishment would be like... a topless date.

[A topless ... Date. It's a simultaneously concerning and exciting idea - could Yamato handle the attention that would inevitably result from something like that? She hopes so, but what's more important is that's ... Actually a very fair and well fitted punishment! If she could think about anything other than swallowing his cum again then she might be proud of him, but! Priorities.]

No panties, got it.

[But let's face it she'll probably 'forget' that rule one of these days just to go through with it all and see how much trouble they end up in.]

[ Good! So they're in agreement there! ... A topless date, though? He's not even sure if he can pull that off, but the idea of it and the humiliation that would put down on her would make things interesting, right? Right. It'd be pretty fun, so maybe she should break it...

He groans now, tensing as he nears his conclusion here. ]

Hey. Nariko--- fuck. [ Inhale ] So that'll be the plan and - I'll.. work out something more and I'm gonna cum--!

[ He hoped that he could get out some other demand for her, work out more rules. But he can't manage anything more and shoots out his load into her. As always, it's a thick and sticky sort of thing. But will it be in her mouth or tits? Probably her mouth. ]

[Of course it's the one second that she doesn't have her lips around him that he cums. A fair amount of it splatters over her chest and collarbone, but she's quick to bend down and get her mouth back to where it needs to be so that she can swallow properly. She's even more determined to lick as much of it up, sucking at his head again and, just to see if it does any good, toying with the edge of his slit once more.

The whole time she's trying to make sure nothing drips off of her tits which is ... A little harder to pull off than one might think. As soon as he's calmed down enough for her to pull it off she cranes her neck uncomfortably to essentially lick her own skin - it's not easy and it requires a lot of manipulation but she can do it, and in that moment it's more important to have all that she can get than to worry about how she might look in the moment.

There should really be some rule about having to swallow a certain amount in a given day.]

[ In a way, that manipulation, that he has to improvise in order to get her meal, was almost more gratifying than if she were to just swallow it outright. The thick mess doesn't dribble as much as you would think, and when she leaves a thin smear of it, probably needing to manipulate her tongue all that more, the young man's yes shine, watching her lap up every little bit like it's her favorite food, or it's something that she needs in order to survive. And maybe - maybe - she does. He's not sure! Either way...

The teen was coaxed into a little more by that tease on the slit, as if that were a little faucet she turned to get out a small burst afterwards. And from that long, for him, orgasm, the boy's left panting and glowing, watching her lap up the rest of it in a way which makes her look somewhat insane and desperate. And he loves it, he loves her. And Yamato reaches out to express that -

He strokes her cheek gently, and then comes up to her hair, giving it a bit of a tug ]

[There's a form of satisfaction that comes with knowing she got every trace of his cum and when he touches her she immediately looks up, and smiles. When he pulls, well, there's no other reaction but to stand up, though her legs feel kind of unsteady again so she holds onto him a little bit.] I love you.

[Nothing else really comes to mind, it just bounces around in her head and she can mostly ignore the feeling that maybe those words should go to someone else, too. That can't matter right now.]

And I really love your cum. I'm not sure once at night is enough.

[You'd think she might be sated with one in the morning and one in the evening but, nope. When you're in love it's never enough. Or something like that.]

I love you too.

[ It feels lame that he would be forced to be the echo here, the "too" - but he couldn't dwell on that, it was just his tendency to overthink things. Nariko knew, of course she knows. He let go of her hair once she started to stand, instead bracing his arms around her to make sure that she's standing proper. He pulls her by the waist into him, so that his cock rests between her legs and her chest is flush up against his own. It makes him feel romantic, powerful.

The woman he loves... ]

Why would it only be one, then?

[ ... Why would it only be one? For a second she can't remember, there's nothing except the vague pull in the back of her head that says there is a reason. Just. Who knows what it actually is.] Hm, you're right, I'm underestimating what's possible!

[What's a good number, though ...] Maybe four times.

[Whether that ends up being throughout the night itself or any given day remains to be seen, some details aren't worth pouring over immediately. But while she enjoys being held like this for the same reasons that Yamato does, though slightly reversed, they probably shouldn't waste the hot water.]

[ Four times every day. Was that even possible to commit to? A part of him said no, it probably wasn't with the fact that they both have schedules they needed to commit to, but at the same time another part of him told him he could just make time for her. This beautiful woman he loves. And as he looks down...

Down? He's been the same height more or less as Nariko for a while, but now he notices that even if it's not much, probably only an inch, he's distinctly taller than her now, particularly now she's not currently in heels. Were in in her usual heels he might not be, but it makes him smile all the more. That, too, makes him feel like a powerful man - like embraced like this the two of them might as well be some of the greek statues you see where the beautiful people held tight together. ]

You definitely are. There's all sorts of times we could fuck or have you suck.

[ He tries to sound a bit more confident there, reaching a hand down to squeeze her ass, perhaps in anticipation of how he meant to fuck her up it in the shower. Which they should probably get in ]

[It's definitely the lack of heels, she's at a decent enough height for a woman to begin with, but Yamato was always destined to outpace both herself and Masaomi. He came from too many tall people to not do that. That she has to look up at him is fun, though, it brings back that sense of pride and respect - it's difficult to not love man that's taller than her, whether by an inch or a foot.]

I'll give myself a star, and if I get four I should get breakfast in bed. [She's teasing, of course, it's not in her right now to even vaguely attempt to order him around.

But they probably should get in the shower, and she kind of tugs him back, towards the glass door.]

Should I grade you on technique too then?

[ That's his attempt to tease her back. That was... the joke, right? Like gold stars for school like they were elementary school students? Something like that. All the same, his arm still around her waist, he nods and gets them into step towards the shower proper, opening the door for her and letting out a small burst of steam. ]

Oh, always!

[That was definitely the joke! But she's distracted by the water, and even if it's not nearly hot enough to make her curl up in the corner of the shower and just remain there, but it's good enough to moan appreciatively. Nariko lifts her mountain of hair out of the way to wet her neck - that this is also a great way to put her ass right out on display is purely coincidental.]

[ He actually laughs a little at that, mostly at the idea that he could ever find a way or a reason to knock down her score. As he steps into the shower and closes the door behind them, he inhales deeply from the steam. To him, this feels like what a shower should be at - sort of hot, but not enough to melt your skin. He grins at her, and he looks down at himself. He looks at how tall, beautiful she looks. How her mane of hair comes out in all directions and her ass is teasing him.

And down at his own toned body, still in shape in order to be a tennis player. ]

We make a handsome couple.

[ He seems to have just realized ]

[Hey, hey, she's not perfect!!! Supposedly!! He could probably find a lot of reasons if he looked hard enough. And speaking of her hair, god, she really should have tied it up like usual, it's going to get heavy and difficult ... She isn't expecting that compliment, and in truth she hadn't quite realized it herself but, he's sort of right.

And 'sort of' only because there's a very brief moment there that she feels like the slightly too old one, but it's momentary, and maybe only a bit fair, all things considered.]

We do. [And when that moment passes she can just enjoy it.] Of course it helps that you are incredibly handsome.

[One of the very few who could manage to stand up to his father in that department.]

[ To Yamato, he's basically just gotten over the fact she's over twice his age, forgotten the slight complication that she's his mother. She's his mate, his first love, his girlfriend. And right now, he's mostly concerned with being beside her and looking good while doing it. But if she's going to praise him like that... he preens a little, smiling and - ]

But it only works because you're unspeakably beautiful.

[ There, he says it back! Who was his father, again? (he somehow ignores the visible tattoo of another man's name on her arm)

I'll come to him, eventually. Right now, though, he was just trying out what it was like to be in love and in a fancy hotel, seeing if he could be cool and suave.

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also I'm sorry work beat the crap out of me I can't seem to handle playing two characters at once rn

Oh okay I feel you that makes sense to me