masanari | [Futurelandia] An Eventful Valentines and beyond (happy new year)

[ Yamato's volume was not quite to the same absurd extent as his father's but it was altogether thicker, as if that time he had repressed himself, as alien as it was now, had caused him to develop his semen into some stickier substance than anyone should think to come out of a cock. Okay it wasn't that bad, but it was somewhat stand out. And his eyes rolled back into his head as the first spurt turned into a second and his cock throbbed with each one, letting out more and more release into her mouth, filling it more than once over before he was done.

And when he was done, and she rook her mouth off it - while he was sure that she was no doubt tired in her jaw, he put his hand under her chin, tilted her up, and then despite where she just was, made to kiss her. She wanted to be the favorite, right? So right now...

He had come into this expecting to bounce around with Fred, to share and exchange. But right now despite his mate being in the room he was, momentarily, struck with the potential of Charlotte, and he wanted her all to himself. The Cabin was basically one room though, so to be private, they might need to go elsewhere. It was a choice he'd make in the time their lips locked ]

[There was an incredible feel of satisfaction involved in all of this, a heady sort of joviality that she hadn't quite felt since before Fred's father died. And, in a sense, it was only right. Charlotte's Alpha had always been her mate and before that it was her father, so while she worked underneath an entirely different one now there was no close relationship, no sense of real loyalty. They lived away from the main house of their pack, she rarely had to talk to Sawyer about much of anything.

But that same satisfaction was present here, a nostalgic glow that made it easy to fall into a kiss, all kinds of eager and giving. Despite how weak she feels Charlotte followed his lead and reached one hand up to rest behind his neck.

It might be some years still, but he's probably won another member. Good job there, Yamato.]

[ -counter intuitive to what I had just PMed you earlier I was like nah let's milk it at least a little more. ]

[ In the kiss, his head tilted and lingering on her lips, Yamato once more reflects on the looks of the situation - was it too much for her to be so much older than him, over twice his age in the same way his mate was? Was that too soon? the doubts did crawl into his mind, but he dismissed them just a quickly. Just as him and Nariko made for an incredibly handsome couple, so too did him and Charlotte. She was every bit the princess and would make for a good subject, a good manager, and maybe some other titles that would materialize over time. But right now...

Right now, he wanted indulgence on a different level, and that primal feeling inside of him knew that he had her. So he wanted to have her in a way that felt perfect and right to him. Years? Years were irrelevant. Right now, he wanted to see what control he could hold over her, in a fit of an Alpha's coming of age. And so the kiss lasts for many long moments, his arms around her and then eventually under her before--

Hold tight, because he makes to lift her so as to process carry her, them both quite naked. ]

Let's go outside, Charlotte. Somewhere private.

[ From both of their mates. And he makes to carry her to the door, past Fred and Nariko. It's a good test, to see if he can ignore his mate and focus on her and her the same. He doubts it, but ]

[Of course it's easy to melt into a kiss, that's one thing, it's being caught up in a feeling. When he puts his arm around she returned the gesture almost immediately, rather convinced he was just going to hold her. When she was curled up into the air it was a shock, so she squeaked, unsure, even when he spoke to her.]

Private?

[Why did - Whether it was wrong or right the first thing she did was look at Alfred. Was he too wrapped up in Nariko to even notice that Yamato was holding her, trying to take her away? There was a sneaking, small little part of her that thought he wouldn't be, that even in the midst of whatever they were doing he would still look her way. He was her mate, after all, that outdid quite a bit.]

[ In all honesty, Yamato knew that he wouldn't get through the door without incident here, because the connection of mates was so much stronger. When he was within a few short feet of Nariko's scent even as she was making out with Fred he felt himself getting hard just off the scent of the other Alpha, and it ended up rubbing itself against her ass while he carried her. But still, he did manage to keep her aloft.

Fred, for his part, does look up at them. Yamato suspects that Nariko will do the same, simply because he works hard to look at the door, and he still spares glance at her ]

Yes, just for us for a bit.

[Nariko doesn't look so much as vaguely glance. It's not like she needs the full image seared into her head when she's already feeling a certain way about incredibly specific things. The fact that she doesn't, or maybe that she's not at all surprised is actually worse by leagues.

Charlotte doesn't fail to notice it but the relationship between Nariko and Yamato really isn't her concern. Alfred is, though, and she can't help feeling a strangely terrible amount of guilt at the idea of leaving him behind.]

... Okay.

[Whatever it ends up meaning, Charlotte agrees.]

[ I-- Which I think might be fun to play, but I'll leave that up to you one way or the other here. ]

[ In a way that does make Yamato concerned that Nariko did'r look up in earnest... but he pushes it back. He knows, he is certain that Nariko is his - he's told her as such, she's agreed, and she has a number of standing orders which she had diligently adhered to. They were in love, and as such the both of them could trust one another. They were the perfect couple, and even if he was going to do this in order to rest himself and rest Charlotte...

it's not wrong. He wonders if that's justification or not. But he's feeling it pulsing through hid body, this need to gain control and this need to exert it. Nariko was amazing but she couldn't... provide all of it. On a very base level, there's the fact she is also an Alpha, albeit a different one.

Honestly, that does make something crawl in his heart, but more than that, it's Fred's look which burns in him. Fred looks confused, almost a little bit hurt up at the two, like the two most attractive and beloved people in the room wanted to put distance between them? But it's Yamati's choice and he finds himself trusting it, even if it makes him churn a bit, despite Nariko being on top of him.

A for Yamato, still holding Charlotte against him and them both naked, he reaches out for the door handle, turns it, and they step outside onto the cabin's little porch area. ]

Thank you, Charlotte.

[It's cute of him to think that love is such an easy thing, as if it's strength wasn't defined by how much pressure and suffering you put it through. Or maybe that's just years of being with the wrong man talking, Charlotte can't say one way or another. She's known Nariko for a very long time and seen parts of her Yamato can only keep hoping he never has to face. If she were to be a good friend she'd stop all this for her sake. But, really, when the guilt slams into her and she slips out of the hazy, glowing comfort of sex the source of the guilt comes from her mate. From the intense sense of betrayal that is threatening to make her cry.]

It's nothing.

[It's actually a lot of things but somehow she still doesn't tell Yamato to stop. If she wanted to she would, if she did then he would goddamn well stop touching her. She hasn't forgotten that she's old enough to be his mother, after all.

... People have to live with their decisions, right? She'll talk to Fred later - she'll make it up to him later.]

[ Yamato had said he wasn't sure what love was on that fateful say with Nariko, and that he was pretty sure that Nariko was his first love, and that he wanted to explore that again. Dozens of little date things, a little more than a month, and hundreds of kisses later, Yamato was now certain that it was love.

But his ideas were still ignorant, and in some ways he was still to childish to see that.

Or maybe he was too arrogant, to high on his own needs to see whatever complications this choice has created. And the fact Charlotte has agreed to it just makes something deep inside him feel strong, feel right. And when they get outside on the porch, he closes the door behind them and gently sits her down. ]

Charlotte... I -- I don't think going into the woods itself would suit you, but would you want to go past here?

As long as we're not surrounded by nothing but trees.

[She ... Can't help laughing a bit, it's just a soft giggle. He brought her all the way out here to set her down again! Bless the poor planning of the young, and lucky for them that it could be as endearing and distracting as it was utterly ridiculous.]

I'm actually quite allergic to bees and such, so it's really more for safety reasons.

[There's an Epi-Pen in her car, though! So it should be alright either way. And ... Maybe she shouldn't be blithely pointing this out to him but it would just be irresponsible to not mention it when Fred wasn't around. She'd never had a reaction around her son but she'd warned and reminded him for years. If something went wrong he would be less likely to panic, more likely to react.]

[ Oh- he didn't know that. He looks her over again, taking in her naked form, and smiling a little bit more at that change in her demeanor, how she had seemed serious in that moment before but now she was giggling and saying something so serious as that. It makes him laugh a little himself, but he's not even sure if that's something he's forcing or just... well, just natural.

He reaches out to take her hand in his. ]

A naked walk around the cabin, then. That sounds nice.

[Most people don't. It's a little embarrassing to tell people you could drop dead within ten minutes because of a silly insect! But it does at least somewhat explain why she isn't really the outdoors type. It's a little too trying for her in the end. But for all intents and purposes the atmosphere seems perfectly natural, but the only thing that strikes her about it is that she's unnaturally comfortable with someone so young. It's those little signs that really count in the end.]

It does.

[So she takes his hand firmly, almost a bit primly, too, and grins.]

[ Being as how the cabin is a small one room cabin at the end of a dirt road on the edge of a larger wood, it's not like there's a lot to walk around if you just strictly went the length of it. Instead, he means to make a wider loop around the whole thing, to look over the property as a whole. And so, looking at both her smile and her tits (he was already a little hard) he squeezes her hand and sets them off on the walk ]

Then let's go, Charlotte.

[ there's a certain magic in saying her name like this ]

[Oh, it just takes a look, then? Young men are impressive in that way. She squeezes his hand, and pushes out the vague sensation that this is a little too much with someone that isn't her mate. Walking around (naked) in a vaguely romantic set up in the middle of the woods, isolated.

Actually, part of that sounds like a horror movie but: details.]

How did you end up with this place again?

[ The fact that she is doing it just makes him feel that much more capable and powerful, and it allows him to push aside the sense of shame that he feels that the erection he has now is actually borne out of smelling Nariko's scene as they exited the building. Yamato though, simply walks with her smiling a little sheepishly as he does...

But also experimenting with trying to concentrate the output of his scent so as to pull her in ]

Dad gave it to me as a Christmas gift. It's -- a bit much, huh?

[If he's taking some form of power from the simple fact that Charlotte made an informed decision on her own then Yamato's life might become terribly complicated. Granted, she's also underplaying the effect his influence had on her inside of the place. At that moment she really did only agree because Yamato's scent influenced her. But outside, she's a little freer, though incredibly aware of it all the same.]

I suppose. I think it's more surprising, considering that Masaomi is the frugal one of the two.

[She shifts from simply holding his hand to winding her arm with his.]

It's nice, though. Peaceful. I can't imagine that you're the type for isolation, though.

I'm really not. [ Or at least, h's discovering that he's not. He's never been popular to begin with, so isolation seemed like it was a key part of him before now, but he realizes in retrospect that just translated into either moping or being a part of his father's pack.

That pack he was now trying to make another one from within...

Not maliciously, of course, but definitely with purpose. He exhales, and closes his eyes for a moment, shaking his head with a lack even as he tries to push out more of his scent, trying to channel that primal note with makes Nariko melt and see if he can't produce a strong effect on Charlotte even in the midst of a more casual, romantic walk.

He's experimenting. he doesn't know what he's getting into, but he is ]

I was surprised too though, I half wonder if Nariko talked him into it, but she seemed surprised as well.

[He's set himself up for a difficult fight though, right? They're out in the open, he doesn't have the benefit of Fred nor Nariko's presence. Charlotte's older, far more experienced, and she's known multiple Alpha's who have tried to exert their influence in one form or another. Which is to say she can feel him attempting it and there is a part of her that's driven to answer ... But it's not quite enough.

It does make her somewhat decent for experimenting, at least?]

She didn't. [Charlotte knows it for a fact.] I wonder if I do well enough if I could get a house, too.

[Of course, the downside of Charlotte's awareness is that she might try to mess with him too, just to see how he might react.]

What, from him?

[ No, that was a misstep. No, don't let your pace get thrown off, he was meant to - born to - lead. He corrects himself just as quick, his cheeks coloring as he does, but also squeezing her hand.

This is a high first (well, second or third really, but still) hurtle. ]

Or did you mean from me?

Hmmm.

[She makes a little bit of a show, to seem as if she really does need to think about it.]

Whoever can give it, I suppose.

[It is, but you learn how to jump farther and higher because you've found something to truly overcome!]

[ That's...

His scent falters mostly because she was so surprised, but he collects it just as fast and tries hard not to slow or pick up his stride, as if he were okay with this in the moment. Who knew that charlotte could be like this...?

But if he wanted her to call her master, he needed to know these things. ]

That's-- sort of gold digger sounding, you know.

[ That said, he can shoot back a lame attempt at teasing her back for teasing him. That sure sounded his actual age. ]

[You know, that actually hurts her feelings a bit. Charlotte had spent a lot of time feeling guilty about raising Fred a certain way, but she won't feel bad for teaching him that there are just certain things you don't say to a woman. It'll probably save his ass quite a bit in the future.]

If you believe everything that's said immediately to you, won't you end up blind?

[Maybe she's being a bit too harsh, but at the same time she can't exactly follow someone based on instincts. Instincts are easy. The things that count are horribly complicated.]

Did you really bring me out here to talk, though?

[She'll be nice and put it back into his court a little. He's better at dealing with physicality, which is hardly surprising.]

[ Blind... ]

More stupid than blind, I think. [ And once more, realizing that he did offend her, or at least he's pretty sure he just proved that she's not one to be teased back (or at least no in the way that he would imagine Koji would tease someone) he half-bows for her and says, ] and that was a dumb response, I'm -- uh, I'm sorry.

[ Man that could have sounded more confident in his head.

Ooh well, at least he can move past it. ]

But- uh, yes- among other things.

[There's something to be said for a genuine apology so while she did lash out, she appreciates the lengths he goes to make it right. That's a good sign.]

Yamato, you know you're at your best when you aren't trying to emulate anyone else, right?

[When he's upright she leans over to kiss his cheek.]

I'm sorry too, so everything is fine now. [And then she pecks him on the lips even when she wants a full, real kiss. He should at least initiate that much.] I wouldn't have come out here if I didn't like you at least a little bit.

[And there was another important ethical question that one had to ponder over: Was an Alpha bending the will of those around them or only constantly seeking out the types of people that were most compatible to their personalities and styles of leadership? And if it was the latter, then was it that Yamato could ever hope to control anyone, or that it was more his personality than his genetic benefit that did any good?]

[ For his somewhat faltering grades in the moment, Yamato wasn't particularly stupid. Of his three siblings, he was probably the least gifted academically though. Junko was a genius by habit, working hard in order to achieve her goals and her dream. Koji was a savant by birth, often achieving results on part with or better than Yamato did at his age with less than half the effort. In that respect, it might be argued that the somewhat bumbling, shy, and empathetic Yamato was a bit more average.

And so he didn't quite process everything that was in play here, but he did know that he was being comforted by her, and he ... liked it. He liked it, but he was also a little bit ashamed in a way he couldn't help. And do he inhales, he pulses hi scent once more to steady himself, and he stops their walk to wrap both his hands around her, causing them to meet at the hip when he pulls her close, his cock now wedged between her legs and his eyes locked on him ]

I... thought I made an impression, if you came outside and are going to call me Master.

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Honestly that or even this could have been a decent emotional end point but then in a move totally-

lmfao this is why sticking to one is a good idea neither of us has any chill

We could call this over any time if you want though I just was like "oh idea"

but it's such a good idea and it adds the spice known as drama - but it can end now tbh

After this he would be doing more master play with her and maybe giving her some orders--

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