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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Don't worry, I'll give you plenty more.

[ And to think she gave him a look for them both being dirty and smelling of sex with other people. Please. ... Though perhaps they should shower, but that's far from his mind now. He instead sniffs at her, and leans in to kiss her forehead before he looks down at her knowingly.

She's going full slut on him. ]

[He deserved that look. He would be getting that look if he hadn't thrown that curve ball.

A shower would be nice but she really can't think of something so practical and adult, not when her head is beginning to cloud and now that she isn't occupied it's a lot harder to keep herself in check.] Masaomi, [How to say it:] can you - please, fuck me?

[A little pout here, and:] I can't give you kids until you cum in me.

[Ignore all the ways in which it doesn't work - it's a cool line all the same.]

[ He really did, yeah. But on the other hand, Masaomi's eyes are sparkling now, and he looks down at her with... affirmation? Something like that, because that's a cool line, even ignoring that he came in her at the bottom of the stairs and that he hasn't reversed his vasectomy yet. But he swallows, nods and then lurches forward to give her a shove back on the bed - ]

Well, if we're going there, spread your legs for me and roll out the invite, Babe!

[She's not off her birth control either, there's just a fair possibility that those hormones she was taken might have overrode it entirely - it was difficult to tell. Nariko lets herself be shoved onto her back, she just moves her hair out of the way and settles.]

I think we've established that the invite is there no matter what, right?

[But it's certainly there right now because she does spread her legs, and for all the world looks exactly as eager as she feels.]

Yeah, that's true.

[ With a little bit of a snicker, the Alpha leans down to kiss her on her chin, then down her neck, and then on the bullseye on the chest. He slides his tongue there, and then positions himself between her legs. He could - should, maybe? - make her beg. But the fact is that was a good line on her part, and he wanted to talk, see her as they fucked this time. So he positioned himself and then slid his cock into her.

And it felt great. Perhaps there should be more foreplay... but ]

Gotta make use of the simple pleasures!

[There is absolutely no shame in just getting right to it, skipping over their usual back and forth. She's grateful when he just comes right down, and all but presses his face into her boobs. Her nails work through his hair before finding a better place around his neck, it's a surprisingly relaxed way to go about it, all things concerned.]

There is something to be said for it.

[When she sighs its incredibly relieving - she feels so much better now that he's inside of her again.]

You really, [Alright, she can get it out.] changed your mind? Just like that?

[ .... Because of Emily.]

I'd been thinking about it for a while, like I said! Like I had my first second thoughts at the funeral, and then at Christmas, I was pretty sure I had changed my mind but I didn't want to hurt you if I ended up changing my mind again.

[ So in that sense, Emily just assured him that he wouldn't change his mind. He knows this is a dangerous thing for her, but... well, all he can be is sincere. And he starts off on thrusting in her at a comparatively slow rate, resting his head in her chest. She suggested it, after all ]

[She did! It's much easier for him to miss the look on her face, and she kind of gently holds him there to make sure she's allowed to express it without having to deal with any repercussions. Being an adult means you're a lot better at getting away with that kind of shit. But there's no hiding her lack of answer for that, he's got a valid point but the heart of her irritation is still there.

It probably won't ever have any sort of resolution, so she's tempted to let go of it.]

That was - really logical of you!

Maybe too much?

[ That was weak, he shouldn't be so weak. For their play, for their positions, and if he wants to continue their dialogue. He swallows, and closes his eyes briefly before the scent pumps out of him. And then he finally opens them and he - ]

I'm sorry for not really talking about it before now-- ah, and- for making the call in the first place.

[She wouldn't know which part of that was meant to be weak. While they didn't generally have incredibly important discussions in the middle of fucking ... Well, they didn't usually go this slowly either, but neither was bad, neither was weak or less in any manner.]

It's alright. [And it really is, there's no lingering upset in her and the kiss that finds a home somewhere on his temple is proof of that.]

I mean it's - I kind of figured you would. That's how things are.

[It's a little difficult to be coherent here - so it's coming out in a way she doesn't mean.]

[ ... That's ...

He's not sure what to make of that, so he decides to trust her body over her words, particularly in this context. It's his words, after all, that he worries might be too weak for this contest, even if it's his words which also hold the most treachery for her. He needed to claim her now, prove himself again. He was being a violent Alpha in a sense, and forcing her into things. But at the same time, he didn't want to offend his mate. And he sensed from her look and from these words that she was upset.

Somehow or another.

But right now, he trusts that kiss, and the little noises she's making as he shifts his head a little to kiss either one of her breasts ]

An Alpha decides, it's true. [ He meant that he made the call to get the vasectomy in the first place, but ... well, he won't apologize for this plan, it is the future ] And it's for me. But it's because of you!

[You probably couldn't force someone into anything without running an incredibly high risk of offending them. That was sort of how things worked, though not in this particular instance. If Masaomi was sensing any upset then he was unfairly tuned to her emotions, because Nariko was really only upset with herself. Masaomi's involvement was limited to how the whole thing had been instigated and nothing more than that.

So it's a good thing he listens to her body, and it's definitely a good thing that she's still more than capable of responding, moving with him to the best of her ability, as much as she can without disturbing his rhythm at least.]

Even if it's just for you, how is that a problem?

[ How is that a problem... indeed. ]

Mmmm, you got me there! There probably isn't a problem, is there!

[ With a wide sidelong smirk, and his eyes sparkling, he makes to move his hips a little bit faster, push himself a little bit harder. They needed ti discuss this more, right? Or at they... Fine? Either way, he groans and ]

I'm eager for it, now. I was so foolish before!

[The answer that results in more sex is always the best one, she's counting this one as a win.]

Nothing like that. [As far as being foolish! There's no way she could agree with that, in part because it would mean insulting him in a weird, roundabout way. But she lets herself pant, completely ignoring that there's probably stuff here and there she should admit but ... Fucking is just a lot more important. And easier. Wasn't he bored of talking to her all the time? She'd be pretty bored by the prospect of another serious talk if she were him, that'd only be fair.]

Harder! [You see how quickly that slow pace lasted, right? Her patience is nowhere to be found, due in no small part to his scent, and how easy it is to fall into.]

[ Masaomi would probably rather endure the three to four weeks he can't have sex after the operation right now rather than have another serious talk. But there's no reason they shouldn't communicate, right? Particularly if he's opposed to his plan for whatever reason.

But that, well...

Harderhe can do. He grins, and he picks up the pace more, building to something more suitable for them and pulling his head up off her chest so that he can grab hold of her boobs firmly in both of his hands, giving them a hard tug by the nipple and roving around with them besides, looping his fingers into the rings she happens to have in now. He should let them bounce but- ]

Harder! [ His scent throbs, still. Had this been lacking to them for a while? ]

[Nothing had been lacking, not as far as she was concerned. It always felt like coming home, meeting a piece of herself in the middle again. The harder he fucks her the greater the effect, and in that moment she loves him more than anything, and she's incredibly grateful to her past-self for choosing the wider nipple rings so he can definitely pull on them.

The truth of it is that she's scared of having kids again, despite herself. It's not something she wants to feel by any stretch of the imagination, but now it's - It's still an issue, but she can't think about it right now.

Now there's just her and Masaomi, and her complete inability to refrain from yanking him into a kiss.]

H-How many? [Does he want from her?]

[ How many... huh. He'd not really thought that far into the details again, but he tries to process it anyway. He leans into the kiss, and then leans back just a bit more to get a clear view on her face. And he smirks and plows in! And he comes up with - ]

Four! I think four would be good!

[ That seems like a reasonable number! ]

[He doesn't get away without a little biting on her end, it's rough and kind of unfocused, but only because she is thinking about those details, considering them just turns her into a goddamn waterfall. Four is a good number, though - so is nine, but moderation is sometimes key.]

That's - Yes.

[It's good, very, very good.] Four is definitely - I always liked that number.

[It's almost a little sad that the idea's helping her get there.]

Four! Ah, four in addition to! Our three! So four new ones!

[ which she probably guessed, but he didn't want to make that unclear. He also can't possibly know that she would now be hard pressed to consider Yamato one of her children. But all the same, he continues to move in her, and leans his face back down to kiss her several more times as they continue. She always liked four... huh ]

They'll really... be a good bunch!

[Something about that sounds incredibly off but she's not sure why - it's that she can't consider Yamato her child anymore even if she's not capable of remembering him, specifically. Even before everything that'd gone on they'd pretty much abandoned the whole mom-son thing, right?

Four kids - hell, she wouldn't have to steal any, at that rate!]

They'll be perfect. [That she gets that out in one sentence is a miracle, because she cums immediately after, incredibly sudden and hard.

Sorry for the lack of warning, there, Masaomi.]

[ A combination of the lack of warning and an over-focus on trying to get the details of the children ironed out right means that his body isn't quite in sync with her own. He's surprised when he feels her convulsing under him, and he gasps to reflect that. But all the same, Masaomi grunts, tugs again on her nipple rings, and makes to kiss around her neck to show he's still affectionate as he continues to fuck her, as only he was meant to. ]

I'm! Counting on it! [ Did he had any specifics in mind for them... you know, he might have ] Lots of good genes to collect! On!

[It's way too early, but it's difficult to feel bad when she's getting into the idea with each passing second.]

Always have. [Goddamn, there's nothing quite like being fucked through an orgasm, it makes her sensitive, and every little move just sounds absolutely filthy now. She bites her bottom lip viciously.] Can I even have a daughter that's better than Junko?

[Because she wants more girls, thank you very much. Obviously a boy was supposed to come first, but she's done that now!]

That seems like a trick, like how could I insult our little girl!

[ But... Could they? He allows his mind to wander, and he collects an image of this theoretical daughter in his head. Ways to improve on Junko? That's not a topic he wants to commit to, but he closes his eyes briefly and thinks about - ]

Wi-der hips! More like your own!

[It's not insulting her - or at least to her slightly addled head she can't see how it would be insulting in that moment. Their kids are going to be different from each other, their own little outcomes despite possessing the same genes! They're all 'better' than each other in their own ways.]

Oh? [Of all things, he finds the only one she wasn't expecting.] That you'd curse her to end up with such an ass. [Nariko certainly didn't get one without the other.]

Yeah! A regular bubble butt! Bet she'd love getting spanked... ah, when she's older, of course!

[ No little kids likes being spanked, after all! ... But discussions of what kids could be like... he moans a little, shifting his expression into a little nostalgic smile as he kisses at her lips, jaw. Around her face as his pistoning continues ]

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I feel like I'm playing the tell tale version of the walking dead or some shit WHICH RESPONSE IS OK

Rofl I think they're doing okay right now at least

they really are but it has been a trying road at some points

Well don't make it cause problems gosh but yeah it has

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