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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[She's bendy, she can stand to be bent for a few seconds there! But, yeah, for now she understands it just fine, to such an extent that when he gets those words out it's almost like he's touched her proverbial heart. The real one is busy moving at five thousand miles per second. She can feel him smiling, though, and it makes her smile, too.

The best. She's ... Yeah.

Right now it's a wonder that she doubted it, even while the result of his actions simmer in the back of her head, something to be dealt with sooner rather than later. But 'sooner' can still be after they've weathered this really sexual cuddliness. Whether she's tired enough to actually go to sleep for a few hours or not is pretty dependent on her mate and his scent, they're far too intertwined to not influence each other, especially when she's actually managed to relax.]

You punched the wall and it was really hot.

[It's incredibly Nariko-like that her first sentence is praising him being an aggro dude.]

But I didn't break it, guess I'm getting older.

[ Though maybe it would be a bad thing to break a wall in his own house. It was a very her-like thing to say, but it makes him giggle of all things in a breathy way against her lips even as he kisses her some more times. His scent remains a constant flood out from him, he's ... well, okay, he's a little bit tired now, but he's still really turned on just by being in the same room, on the same planet as his beloved mate.

The love of his life. The hope of his pack.

So many things. ]

[She ends up snickering because - yes, if he broke the wall they'd have to repair it and that just wouldn't be as much fun. As it stands they'll probably need to do something about that, or at least let everyone know it wasn't anything serious.] You're ridiculous and I love you.

[She kisses him again, slow and quite patient, certainly not her usual style.] Besides, men usually get worse with age, but you're actually getting even better, so it's okay.

[It's a completely genuine statement. Masaomi ... He's done a lot of work in the last few weeks, and she probably hasn't done enough to thank him for that. He's actually being romantic and spoiling her with the trip, he really went out of his way, he was there for her during the insanity with her brother. Thinking of all that makes it very difficult to imagine the brief time period where she didn't know how to function with everything that changed.

Thank goodness they got past all that.

Anyway, she doesn't attempt to push him off or anything but she does shift onto her side, so that if he wants he can play the big spoon while also kind of lazily fucking her if he wants to. Best of both instincts, right?]

Says the woman who likes a little smacking around.

[ This is said with a little huff which is in no way sincere annoyance, it's just a little retort to her retort. Meaningless except in that it exists and it allows them a soft banter to go with her shift in movement. He rolls along with her, getting some sense of what she's doing, but also surprised by it. He gets on his side as well, and ... yes, he does rock his hips a little, because it would feel wrong not to. But for the most part, this is comfortable. ]

I love you too, so much.

[ He wraps his arms around her, nuzzling his head against her own ]

Glad to know I'm not limp dicked with age.

[She has to physically demand that her mouth not burst with gross laughter. Masaomi. Limp dicked. The guy that wants to impregnate their whole pack. Riiiight!]

Never gonna happen. [He's going to be eighty and still go for it, she'd bet money on the idea. She takes one of his hands and puts it on her boob, because that just feels right, as does rocking back on his dick a little. This is the best way to sleep and cuddle, honestly.

... And while there is stuff they need to talk about, it's going to wait until they get up again. When they do she really will have an honest, calm discussion. No convoluted arguments, no repressed feelings. They've been doing better and she doesn't want to fuck that up, so she won't.]

Who knows? Some day, you too might be one of the women in those viagra commercials.

[ This is apparently the line of jokes he's decided to go, ironically self-depreciating humor. He squeezes her breast, because who wouldn't when given an invitation like that? But otherwise, he keeps up this spooning, lazy fucking cuddle, closing his eyes even ]

Oh my god.

[Go To Sleep, Masaomi. She pretty much does the instant her eyes close. Whatever strength had been left in her seems to fall apart at its seams. It'd been a very long, long night and then a surprisingly complicated morning, but at least it worked out for the best.

Then again, they haven't made it to the difficult part yet.

That comes some odd amount of hours later, probably closer to the afternoon then not, when she wakes up again, slow and aching. The first thing she does is make sure he's still nearby, the second thing she realizes is that not having her ring on still feels awkward, and she wants it back on.

But maybe it's best to wait until after they talk, because she doesn't get more than five seconds before the whole thing replies itself like a bad recap.]

Oh, man.

[ He does go to sleep, though maybe it's not a good idea to do it still inside of her or unshowered like this. And he also - perhaps because he still needs to process out the Tequila - gets up after her. But only barely, really. As she shifts and perhaps even starts towards the ring, the man opens one eye and then the other, looking up at her - he starts to say something, and then yawns. ]

Hyooo.

[It's going to stay wherever it is on the floor for now, because once he's up ... She's not going to bombard him with it immediately, but sooner is better than later.]

Morning. [She looks at their bedside clock.] Or afternoon, actually.

[It's like one forty-five or something else equally strange but exact.] How're you feeling?

[He did, after all, pretty much drink a whole bottle of Tequila or something.]

[ He seems to consider that question for several long seconds. And then, sitting up, he nods. He nods and wraps an arm around her as he does. He kinda wants to have his cock in her, but if that's his concern then - ]

Good, I think. Happy new year. And afternoon.

[ It was inevitable he would nod off, but he hopes it's not too late ]

[It could be worse, but it's not the best. They've lost a lot of the day, which kind of sucks.]

I've never seen anyone recover from tequila the way you do, it's amazing. [If their places were switched it might take a natural disaster to wake her up.] Happy New Year.

[And that gets a little kiss and matching smile.] Want a shower?

Hehehehe, call me awesome.

[ Or something like that. He's feeling a little slow-witted now, coming off the weird drunken sugar rush Tequila can tend to give you. Or him, at least. But it's an okay sort of slow witted to have with his mate in this intimate space of theirs. He grins and nods a little ]

We probably should, huh?

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Probably, yes.

[... He's cute like this, she doesn't want to spoil it, but the longer she waits the worse it's going to be. But they can at least get clean and then have the discussion, right? So she tugs him out of bed, to their bathroom. It's a good thing they've already dealt with the clothes, she just has to shift the water into a gentle sort of warm, and they can get in!

It is a very intimate sort of feeling they've got, the aftermath of something that needed to happen. It's probably no real surprise that she's affectionate the whole way through, but not necessarily sexual.]

[ Masaomi's easily pulled into the shower and in his downer state (not his mood, but his physical feeling) he's more or less easily pulled along by her. He wants to be her Alpha, her strong mate, but the closest he gets to that is outlining his name on her and then feeling around her ear for where the little beta chain should be. But there's a lot of affection from him too, laughing and using the water which is a bit too warm but whatever to try to get his senses in order. And wash himself, and his cock.

Which he manages to not turn into an implication she should do more sexual things to him! Which is a good or bad thing, take you pick. But he really should wash it after all the nonsense earlier in the morning and all.

And so by the end of the shower he's drying his hair and taking a razor to whatever little fuzz he has on his face, mostly over the yawning ]

[It's a good thing! It's nice to exist together at times! Also gosh Masaomi it's practically ice water for her, how can you think it's too warm?? He's such a weirdo, and yet he's still her weirdo, and her Alpha. And it's either because of that or in spite of it that her answer changes somewhat spontaneously, and for the better.]

Masaomi. [She brushes out the ends of her hair, focusing on the tangles rather than looking at him.] I'm scared of having kids again.

[There. At least she's being honest - and succinct, for the most part. It's difficult for her to discern if it's an actual fear or if she's just scared of having kids with him.]

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[ That was one of the last things that he expected to hear from her, and it shows with his face, though to his credit he also quickly rallies. Fortunately, the razor wasn't at his face when she said that, so she was considerate at least. He puts it down and looks at her through her reflection in the mirror. ]

Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't even-- think of that.

[ As a possibility, he means. ]

It's not the most expected explanation, is it?

[She knows it isn't. She had wanted kids for so long, and the middling answer he'd given her at Halloween had about hollowed her out. The anger she felt was probably what had happened influence whatever likely negative opinion Joshua had of him, she'd said a lot of things just because she knew it wouldn't be possible to say them to her own mate. Nariko doesn't look at him, and she keeps brushing at her hair, she needs something to do.]

I was so heartbroken before, and I got over it! So, I mean, there's nothing to say that I won't get over this, too. I just ... [The real problem is that she doesn't know when her anger shifted into resignation, so now it's difficult to imagine the process in reverse.] It's going to take a while for you to heal again anyway, and I have to get this thing taken out of me too. I'll be ready by then.

[She'll probably go along with it even if she isn't.] ... But it fits, right? Even back then you said that you thought Emily would be the next one to get pregnant.

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I did, because she really does love that Martin guy even if she's not bringing him over here.

[ why does that feel so loaded, what's even with that tone? He hesitates for a moment, not wanting to make a scene. And then finally, he tilts his head and he exhales. He still looks at her reflection, not as much at her, but that's more to give her some vague idea of privacy than anything else. ]

Ah, Nariko-- look, you don't actually have to have another child. But I really would want to have more with you, and it's really my bad that it took someone else questioning me for me to finally decide I could backpedal on what I said before.

[ He doesn't know how he could or couldn't be more sincere than that ]

I know. [She knows that she doesn't have to, and she also knows that it's really not a matter of sincerity here. She isn't doubting a single word that comes out of his mouth, after all.] But I also know that you must be excited for the idea as a whole, and I want you to be.

[Emily's clearly given her go ahead, Ada might be understandably wary, but ... It's a whole thing that doesn't need to be spoiled for one person, she's actually trying to deal with the issue before it becomes an enormous problem, rather than a slightly awkward one right now.]

Like I said, I'm just worried, it's not that I don't want more kids. I've always wanted more.

[ Worried... ]

... I won't change my mind again, Nariko.

[ He breathes that out. That's really... he doesn't know what else to do there, but - ] But if I can do anything else, I will.

[ A beat, and he really doesn't want to throw her under the bus, but he might as well admit that yes, he is excited for it. He nods a little too, his cheeks flushing ]

Mmhm. [She knows he will! That's not the problem, and really hasn't been for a long while.

But now that they've cleared that up she finishes with her hair, and leans into his side to kiss his cheek.] It's really late, but do you want to get waffles?

[He has his temple visit for New Years, Nariko has waffles. Such is life.]

[ Masaomi tries not to feel gobsmacked by it all, because... well, there's no reason to be? Or at least not a reason to make him stop dead or anything. But it still does sort of end up with a goofy smile on his face, not fully shaved. The kiss is what snaps him to it, and he lets out whatever tension he might've felt with a little giggle. ]

Oh, would I ever.

[ Waffles. He knows perhaps he should make some joke about first morning blowjobs, but eeeh. He can t least finish running the blade over his chin ]

[There are certainly times where it's best to leave people to their thoughts, and now is probably one of them. Since waffles is the short-term plan that means putting clothes on, so for the most part she's busy with that, pulling on jeans and a top. Before she can get anything out about maybe checking on Koji and Junko, there's a knock on their bedroom door, and then Emily's voice - warped by a hangover and exhaustion, but still her.]

Nari, there's someone here to see you! [A deliberate pause, and then:] You might want to come down too, Masaomi.

[It's the glee in the her tone that makes Nariko look at her mate - not accusingly, but she can't think of anyone who would be here for her, that Masaomi would also be interested in. It couldn't be Charlotte, since Emily didn't know her.]

[ There are, and he can busy himself with finishing the shave, splashing his face clean, and then shaking his head to clear whatever wayward thoughts he might have and get a grip on the biological reactions he has to the alcohol being done in his system. But Emily's voice vaguely surprises him. ] Aaaaah, yeah?

[ . . . He shakes his head and goes towards putting on a button up and some khakis ]

Alright, thanks.

[And off Emily goes! Nariko's half sure there's a giggle trailing in their hallway but she tries to not be too paranoid. So off they go, apparently! Though she does wait for Masaomi to be ready.

In their bottom floor living room is Emily in yoga pants and an old tank top, her hairs still a mess and she's scrubbed at her face with makeup remover somewhat recently, which does absolutely nothing to diminish the the grin she wears while talking to Jello Girl on the couch.]

Hey, Lana! [Jello Girl looks over and bursts out into a smile, she's entirely too damn cheerful for someone who was as high and out of it as Emily.] What are you doing here?

[Lana holds up two notebooks, and then offers them up, her eyes flit over to Masaomi more than once, and there's a nervous-excited sort of quality to her tone.] I owe you these, remember? I wanted to give them back before I forgot.

[Nariko takes her books and ... Mostly just blinks, because obviously something is going on, she just has no idea what it could be. But either way she looks at Masaomi.] This is - Lana, from school, we've got a lot of classes together -

[Emily is quickly losing her ability to keep a straight face while Lana pipes up with,] We've already met!

Awesome! Should I set up a January post for it idt we have one just yet

I pmed you about it / already put it up oops

lmaoo your start was way better than my idea tho so it works out

okay cool cool

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so as far as Junko she'd ... probably definitely sleep through it so I'm gonna skip to bra shopping

Oh okay I didn't know if it was best to end or not but awesome.

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