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

[ Nathan moved into tow and that was awkward, Yamato and Nariko probably have some sort of a relationship and that's awkward, Yamato's been trying to make new friends so that's interesting, and Masaomi and Nariko are hopefully solid as anything after that trip, Nathan and Yamato complications aside. There's a new pack member that Masaomi met at a party and Nariko met in class. It's been over a month since the new year began and the old one concluded.

A lot's changed and yet not a lot had at all.

And frankly, things were probably just going to change that much more in the coming days and weeks. ~~this might be edited to something more poetic later once we conclude more stuff about that other log~~ ]

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[B students don't study a month ahead, nor coordinate study groups with their classmates, thank you very much. OR! Or! There was also Ethan at the time but, y'know, never mind that. Shh.

Despite how far she's come Junko still shivers when he says that, and she has to bite her lip sharply to try and restrain her scent a little - which doesn't work entirely, there's the thinnest little sliver, and it's so telling when combined with the way she shifts her legs. He's really good at that.]

Ah, you sound as possessive as usual!

[She's a little better at keeping her calm, and it's really no coincidence that she leans into him a bit more prominently now. That chest isn't nearly as flat now, after all, it's kind of hard to not feel it if she leans in the right way.]

[ As possessive as usual... huh. He wonders, really, what she thinks of him and that little trait of his, or how far that trait extends. What's the truth of it, and what's her assumption? Hell, what's his assumption? He knows he can't get an erection now because it would just put him in pain again, but he wants so desperately to escalate this. And so he smirks humming a little as he feels her flush against him, as he feels the hint of a coffee house.

He... ]

With you especially, I'm not sure that's such a bad thing, Junko. But even so... there's a little secret to this pack.

[ Inhale... exhale... ]

[There's a part of Junko's smart brain that knows this is heading in a bad direction, she should probably take her stuff and go now. But there is a definite thrill in both Masaomi and Rin that she can't seem to feel even with Yamato, it's a back and forth that's a challenge even though it's set upon the dynamic of her submissiveness. It's exciting!

And it makes her dumb.]

I thought we didn't have any secrets in this pack, Master.

[This is a trip, she knows it is.]

It's a bit of an open secret.

[ Master.

Master... He closes his eyes-- and he opens them slowly, and as he des he does something really really stupid. Namely, he once more gives his scent a spike around the room, letting out a strong thrill of it in order to run his power over her, nostalgic for her to be his. And he states, somewhat simply: ]

Everyone in this pack is mine.

[ He could have any of them he wants. And in fact, he intends to, to some extent, in order to make his new generation. ]

[That's so unfair. She has no choice but to immediately respond to that, losing the air in her chest in one cruel gasp, and struggling to reconcile with the feeling that she's in her own skin, that she isn't defined by him inside of her and how much that actually hurts.]

We-Well! That's always been the case, right?

[Now her voice is warbling and she can't hope to reign herself in as compactly as Audrey had managed before. She should be worried about Masaomi hurting himself but really it's the last thing on her mind.]

Whether it was admitted - or not.

[Goddamn.]

It's true. [ He smirks just a little bit wider now, leaning in against her, and knowing on some level that they can't do this, that's dangerous and this is foolish and he shouldn't be - well, right after he just said that he was a Father to her more than anything else and-

No, it's not that. She had called him Master. His eyes flash, and the scent remains constant as he lans in against her so he might pull his hand around and grab hold of one of her tits through whatever else she's wearing, beginning to squeeze and mold it ]

None of them can stop me - ah, or would want to.

[It's just a boring old tank top, noting which might prove as a meaningful barrier or resistance, which means she gets the full effect of all that perfect squeezing.]

N-No, why would - I want to?

[And she doesn't, because it's incredibly easy to answer his dominating call. There's just one little hiccup in the fact that he can't exactly go all the way with this, and it's going to be painful if he tries.]

[ On some level, he knows. But god does he want to fuck -- Nariko. Anyone. Nariko? Anyone. His dick yearns to get wet even though he knows he can't right now and it'll hurt to even go there. But his eyes go wide, and he leans in on the girl, now having his hand rove around her breast in earnest, getting a feel for it and squeezing it again.

Much bigger ]

You wouldn't.

Master!

[This is unfair, because he can't get aroused but now the only goal that feels right in her human existence is to be fucked to the point of overwhelmed, mindless tears and pleasure. And that's something that Masaomi is so very good at doling out, and it takes a near herculean effort to stop her hand part of the way to his lap.]

I don't. [Want to stop him ... But she's not the one actually pulling that off right now.]

[ He's getting sucked up into his own bullshit someone save them.

Or he might get infected.

Still, he feels her getting erect in the nipple, or at least he thinks he does. Does she have a bra? If she does he's going to try to pull down the cup without taking off her tank top. And he grins a little more. he's still her Master, huh? ]

You aren't allowed to anyway.

[Someone really needs to save them because Junko does have a bra but it's not a ridiculously formed one, so it's easy to pull down. But there's a weird amount of comfort that comes with hearing that, if she isn't allowed to then it isn't her fault, right?

Well, maybe a little. Probably a lot.]

You like them, right?

[Her boobs, obviously.]

I do. They're surprisingly soft. [ Just like her mother...

Nariko...

He groans, and he's feeling a burning between his legs and he wants to fuck he wants to fuck he wants to fuck ]

[Even if he's thinking of her mom, whether Junko knows that or not, she wants to kiss him, so that's what Junko leans up to try and kiss him and ...

The bedroom door bangs open and in an impressive blur of blond and the pink of her outfit, Audrey gets both arms around Junko and yanks her out of the bed.]

See, I knew I shouldn't have left you two alone for so long!

[Audrey completely ignores the disheveled state of her best friend and outright glares at Masaomi.]

You calm your ass down before you make your dick split open and you won't be able to do shit for months.

[It's not all his fault, but if their Alpha doesn't get a hold on himself then Junko can't either, and Audrey only has so long before she'll be subjected to it too.]

Let me go! [Junko is wiggling useless in Audrey's grip, which is surprisingly strong. She's ... Actually trying to get back on the bed, and Audrey has to keep pulling her back like a small, unruly dog on a leash.]

[ . . . Well that was a boner killer. Or well, it should have been, particularly with his his cock hurts when he feels the rush of blood to it now. He groans and holds his dick but. But was he really just denied here at the eleventh hour?! Was he really just denied? Those tits? That slave of his? Nariko?

The man focuses hard on Audrey, and perhaps he's just a little frustrated and a lot horny, and so he fires back at her. Told to clam down, he groans (though it sounds pained at the end) and tries to suck both of them up, shooting out a burst of his scent to snare them both. He can fuck them both, right? It won't hurt that much, right? He can-

Junko's coffee smell it so good, though... And coffee and cotton candy mesh okay... ]

[Fuck! Audrey's already managed to get through this once, twice is really a bit of a stretch. She's genuinely irritated but that's not enough to withstand his scent. Her knees buckle and Junko takes advantage of it, squirming off the floor to kiss the blonde, awkwardly yanking her back towards the bed.]

You want to! [Junko almost sounds oddly indignant in her completely scent-drunk state.] We can do it, too, it'll be fine - I promise -

[For a grand total of three seconds it's easy for Audrey to believe, especially since Junko's pretty much closed off their relationship since December, which has been awful for her. But that's the thing, the real Junko, the one that's logical and smart and caring wouldn't say any of that. It stabs at Audrey like a knife to her gut and despite the fact that her scent is building, her body isn't in harmony with either her head or heart, and it's the fucking worst.

But it's enough to yank on Junko's hair and make her yelp in pain, and bodily drag them both out, refusing to look at Masaomi.

Audrey makes very sure to slam the door on her way out again, taking the still whining and writhing Junko with her.]

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

I do too tho I imagine Veronica takes it way more serious than Junko to an extent lmao

I hope Veronica doesn't feel too abused or anything but I love that too...

Nah I'm sure she's fine, everyone knows who Koji always goes back to anyway

Rofl it's true he's so licked there even if he tries to be a dick

pretty much!!

But still, it's a fun play

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okay one more and then Audrey got stop them

someone sure as hell does

Audrey to save the day, dramatically at that

Audrey is a hero.

Masaomi totally owes her