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

[Then technically the answer would have been necklaces, but she won't say as much because that's no fun, and far too easy.

Well, that and she can't make it through that little change of pace without groaning, her scent lurching back into a meaningful force, though not a particularly determined one just yet.]

Cloth or leather.

[Just pretend she didn't moan a little there.]

[ Why would he? That moan was cute. And that lurch in her scent made his cock pulse inside of her, as if it got a little bit bigger. Somehow. And he ... ]

Oh, I'm going to go leather, here.

How unromantic.

[As if she's the pinnacle of stereotypical sensuality. Nariko squirms a little underneath him, and then huffs as she tries to think of another question. He might be a little better at this game.]

Forest or the beach.

[Considering that whole thing with Fred ........... Say the beach, Masaomi.]

[ He might be, but he was also deliberately avoiding hard questions, or at least ones he considered overly loaded. He was throwing out simple ones, ones which didn't have too deep or too serious a meaning. And he smiles at the unromantic thing, giving her a guilty smirk. That said...

Well, that was easy. ]

Beach, a million times a beach! After all, while the sand isn't great for leather or sex, it's great for romanticism.

[Thank goodness.]

Which means getting into the right mood.

[Maybe they can go this summer ... Take the whole pack? Although that's probably too serious a topic to get into right now.]

Ones favorite room is also great for romanticism.

[Which is, of course, their bedroom.]

Eeeh, sorry for not bringing flowers or a gift, then.

[ Oh, he followed her, and presses his forehead against her own with the next little roll of his hips. He smiles at her, at once turned on as an Alpha and caring, loving as the man and his mate. The identities are all merged, of course, so it's not like he's of two minds, but rather embracing everything.

Heh. ]

I'll make it up to you.

I bought myself flowers.

[Which is not at all uncommon for her, because she likes having them around for her mood and just to make their home prettier. She brings her hands back up to muss up his hair, trying to keep him a little closer.]

There's nothing to make up for. [Not that she'll complain about any little gestures.] All I need is you.

[When he looks at her like that it's impossible to be anything but turned on, though it's in a manner that's become far more frequent since the trip. It's not pure, brutal sexuality but love and an arousal that stems from her emotions as much as physical needs. So they don't have very long before her scent starts clawing its way up the walls of their space.]

Well, I'll give you some nothings later anyway.

[ He's not sure what, just yet, but he will! He remains against her forehead, smirking some as he locks eyes with her, as he licks his lips, as he keeps the contact closer because he's got no desire to move from here either.

Well, other than rolling his hips a little ]

So how do you want it next, Nariko?

[He could literally just buy her flowers and that'd be more than enough. She's a little easier to please these days, thankfully. She also makes sure to tilt up enough to give his lower lip a small bite after he's licked it, mostly because it seems like a fun way to tease until he moves in her again.]

Like this.

[The eye contact is nice, and so is the ability to hold him back.] But I sort of want your cum in all three holes.

Yeah? [ Well... then... ] Should I pull it out for your cunt, then?

[ But no, he didn't want to pull out of her, not if hr could help it. He shares that sentiment with her, and the rocking of his hips is starting to pick up, as if hr were intending to bounce her ass on his hips. If such a thing is even possible.

Who knows though, his fingers dance on her back ]

That's a conundrum.

[It's a lot more possible with some angling of her hips which, given her dexterity, is basically nothing.] Because that's what I want, but that also means being separated.

[And it seems difficult for both of them to handle right now so, well, might be better to delay it? This is ultimately her own convoluted way of asking him if he was up for it or not. It's not as if the rest of her is going anywhere, so there's no need to hurry up and change.]

[ Hah. ]

Well fuck that, I guess your ass gets another round first.

[ He punctuates that statement with a hard thrust up into her, giving her a smile and licking his lips, which given how close they were gives her lips a little dusting of his tongue too. He's pretty sure that made a sound, but even if he imagined it, he decides now is a good time to make sure he's pumping out a spike of his scent to match her own. Not that he had ever faded, but it starts to swirl out again ]

[She giggles a bit, because even though there was no question about it, it's always nice to know that he doesn't want to be separated from her anymore than she wants to be without him. Eventually she might really campaign for other fun activities but as long as they're together she doesn't really care.

What really matters in life is that he actually has a little fire in his actions now!]

So ... Between ass and mouth it's the former?

[That's an awful play on the question game, even if she is a little interested in his answer.]

[ That is an awful variation on it, and he would adopt a serious tone or serious eyes if he wanted to treat it like that. But no, if he treated with some levity but gave an honest answer, then it would be better, right? Right. And he'll ask her one in turn, and his brow arch implies that much. He sets them off on a hard thrusting pace up into her, mounted as he was by the bed and holding her waist to see and feel every part of her moving with each connection.

Herrm ]

No, for that one, I think I would have to go mouth.

[ But he doesn't want to break the connection. And he does feel bad for the poor ass ]

[And of course she asked because it's awful of her! He'd had too many easy questions! Of course the look he gives her is an indication that the risk may not have been worth the reward but, eh. What is life without a little fucking up here and their? If you go by the example they've made, then it's pretty good, and she doesn't care for anything but the pace of his hips.]

The classic!

[She can only pull off two words right now, the angle they're going at shifts her body and bounces her tits in the most lewd manner possible, and ... If he's not careful he might not get so much of her face!]

It's true! I cahn't ever get enough of it! [ Now... He smirks, and he asks... ]

Joshua or Octavio?

[ It's come to this, they are now doing people like this, as he fucks her up the ass. He's laughing, but the laugh turns into a moan because he swears, somehow she is tighter now than before. But hey, he wanted to see her face! Oh well though, it's fine, this position's fun.

He gave her an easy one so far. For people. The obvious one to ask is also the no go. He can't include him or Yamato in these, it seems unfair ]

[She gets to enjoy that for a total of three seconds because it's true - of all things Masaomi has somehow never tired of blowjobs anymore than Nariko has of giving them! After this many years it feels like a big accomplishment on their end. And then that question.]

Seriously?!

[What an unfair question!!! Outside of Masaomi and Yamato they're her favorites of the men! Which is exactly why Masaomi asked but ... Joshua was fun but he took a lot of work and she was more than sure he wanted someone he could actually have a life with. Octavio was ~~a mystery what kind of lover is he in bed oops~~ her favorite for one reason or another, though the bad jokes and the general charm were in fact reminiscent of Masaomi.]

Can't I get a reroll?

You can, but there's a chance it'll get worse! Still, I'm fair!

[ Even if he did, grinning and trying to hold back his moans for the effect of his face, did now dig his nails into her back, pulling her closer and pushing her down so this next thrust might feel like it broke through. He's not sure what you break though while fucking up her ass, but if he can give that illusion? Might be hot.

Might be.

Fuck she feels good though - he's not quite to the base though, he realizes! Just her ass cheeks dusting there give the illusion. Well, let's get in there. ]

[Fair, the man says.

Of course it's even harder to come up with an answer when he's apparently attempting to drill through her cervix or her spine or possibly both by virtue of the positioning itself. She isn't complaining either way, especially since just the right angle actually gets her to writhe, bucking a little wildly up into his thrusts.]

Ah-A-Octavio!

[If nothing else he doesn't come with the same emotional complications, which do have some bearing on how great the lay itself is. ]

I thought-- so! Lumberjack looks aaahhll impressive, but I pegged him--!! A slow start to begin with!

[ And of course, Nariko is nothing if not demanding. He knew she could appreciate slow, but she really wasn't that good at it, particularly if there's not an early peak of pleasure. Of course, Masaomi also knows he's opened a pandora's box for her to ask meaner questions, but ... hey, whatever, it's fine. He's nakedly moaning now, performing something like a hard drilling up into her and feeling the brush of his balls against her cheeks on the way down.

It's pretty cool. ]

[It's a point she might argue if brought up in conversation but ultimately Masaomi is right. Gentle is great for complicated and emotional situations, meaningful stuff but otherwise ... Yeah, not really her style. But this unrelenting push and twist of her body is so much better. It feels like he's driving unnaturally deep into her cunt and it's dizzying every single time.

There won't be any questions from her, she's too busy making every noise under the sun, pushing his name out in big fragments.

If she actually could talk then she'd say that if Joshua was a slow start Masaomi was undoubtedly hyper speed.]

[ That is something you should not say, because he would start to call himself the Flash or the Millennium Falcon or some shit like that. One of those shows or comics that Mikado watched and got him into. But for now, if she can't talk, then talking is less fun - oh sure, he could babble out obscenity and there's a fair chance she's not heard the last of bullshit before the night or even the hour's over, but for now?

If he can make the illusion he's spearing her, then he will. If he can make her fill full, drilling up into the ass from this position, that's all the better. This position is probably more suited towards ramming her cunt, but while it's not something they've never done before - at least he's pretty sure it isn't - this is something which is uncommon enough to feel free.

And so, moaning, pushing out her own name and some other little oaths and curses, he intents to ride her into screams again. ]

[If he wants to live with the endless exasperated looks from his mate upon using the new nickname then that is Masaomi's life decision to make!! But good god would she look at him like a dork. Her dork of course, but still! Of course none of that has any bearing on the acrobatics going on here and that's certainly what it is, no matter what angle it's occurring at.]

S-Son of a ....

[See, to her credit she's trying to go for the incredibly sexual babbling but it's literally impossible even though there's a number of different intricacies clawing at her throat. There's something torturous and weirdly pleasurable about being unable to say them, and it is, in fact, a lot easier to scream.

... Her ass is going hurt for at least a weak at this rate and he's going to laugh at her suffering, isn't he.]

[ He would do it purely to bug her. Because he knows. He knows. (that and it's sort of cool).

But no, even if she can't say anything, even if they are just both screaming, yelling, maybe even a little swearing between it all as breath is sucked in, all of that collects around the fact that he was watching her jiggle and bounce with slavering tongue and hungry eyes. He wants to lick her, bite her more - but he needs to breath, and he's-

His back is arching already, so ]

Her--e! We! Go!

[And that's mateship in a nutshell, isn't it. Obnoxious chemistry and bugging each other because, let's face it, he probably never gets to sleep before midnight even when they aren't having sex, because she shows him stupid facebook videos every single night. Such is love.

Still, she doesn't want to cum so early, though it's an inevitability because it's them, because of the position itself. She whines as if that might possibly communicate how thoroughly she wants it to go on for a little while longer, even if it's just another second or two. But the problem is, the unexpected aspect of being mated, is that her body can't help responding to his.

So maybe it doesn't matter if she goes first or he does it's ... Probably close enough either way, right?]

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I can't handle Junko atm but I'll get back to them tomorrow

Oh it's cool that happens sometims

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