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

So you and him are soulmates, you're saying?

[ His spirit... huh. Masaomi himself is very, very agnostic, so it's actually at once easy and hard to accept that idea. He rolls his neck to one side, and then the other, and more because he can't add more to that, he answers her question about Yori ]

But not really. At least, not that much more than any of the others in my generation. Yori was a deeply loving matron, who cherished us all .. but was also apart from us all. It's a little shameful, but I think most of us took our Alpha for granted. [ He smiles a little ] Maybe I even have regrets.

Honestly, she sounds like the kind of Alpha I wanted to be.

[There's a good amount of space between their bodies so, now that the water had reached an appropriate level for two occupants she moves over to cut it off, and just conveniently leans into him since she's there.]

Like I said, I think both ends are valid, but there are deep relationships you aren't meant to experience for a long time and those that stay with you for the rest of your life. So I'd say the former is more spiritual, and the latter is more biological, mixed with choice.

[She shrugs, kisses his shoulder.]

It'd be my luck to end up with two soulmates.

And who I am is a reaction to her, I'd say.

[ He took so much of her rule with him - but he wanted to be more hands on. He wanted to know everyone. And it's possible that Yori did! And he just never noticed, because she was a perceptive woman. Maybe she had her own talk with the adults. He knows all of the kids respected her. Like he said... regrets.

Just a few. Just like with his father.

Two soulmates, huh? ]

It's still sort of hard to accept, but that does sound like something from a Yoga class. Put like that, I like it.

[ Was he needling her on purpose here? Maybe a little ]

[Maybe a little, but it is also maybe not a good idea.]

I guess.

[It's a very middling answer because now she has something on her mind which was really better suited to whatever dark hole she'd previously pushed it underneath. It's lame of her, but rather than end up engaging on that, Nariko leans up to kiss him. She needs it, and it's a better use of his energy anyway.]

[ Isn't it? It's not like they don't need to talk about whatever the hell has gone on with Ada in his absence. It's not like he can just ignore that? Whatever darkness was there, he would need to talk to one or both of them unless h's expected to just let it work out organically, which doesn't seem at all conductive to a harmonious living environment.

Still, her lips, her body? Her? How could he ever dent her. He leans in to kiss her too, and brushes wet hands up her back, lingering there for a long moment ]

[There are some things that can be easily assuaged by love and attention, and her fear of being alone, of never really being understood is one of those rare topics. No one can help that fear. Ada, though, is a much bigger concern and one that does need a proper discussion, a hashing out which Nariko couldn't hope to look forward to.

Right now, before all of that, she sighs into his kiss, so grateful for it that her scent links gently, unhurried and almost languid. Before anything else she's just happy to be here with him right now.]

[ Masaomi doesn't think about that fear... more or less ever. After all, his whole schtick about how no one perfectly understands everyone else isn't just a schtick, it's a belief that the attempt to understand was the more noble part of it all. So he has a fear of being misunderstood, and of misunderstanding others. But those are fears which can be corrected, fears which might be pushed off by conversation and understanding. It's something he's grown with over time. But he has no existential fear of being alone.

Largely because he can't conceive of it.

The only - only - situation where loneliness would kill him would be if she vanished from his life. And that's a risk he's knowingly carried for years, and only recently recovered from the terror of, even if that terror wasn't even learned until four or five years into their mateship.

He was always a little slow, for how perceptive he could be, wasn't he?

Still, his scent mingles with her own, and in the tub, he continues the kiss, holding her loosely, brushing a hand up her back and around her neck ]

Edited 2016-07-08 04:45 (UTC)

[If there should ever be a critical comparison of monogamous life versus pack life then they were the prime candidates. How could Masaomi comprehend the idea of being alone when he had always been around people? How could Nariko do anything but fear loneliness when she'd felt alone for so long? Such is perspective. He might be slow but she wasn't exactly the best talker when it mattered, either.

Still a good kisser, though! And the longer they go on the more difficult it becomes to just remain next to him. When she pulled away from him it was only to essentially take over his lap, resting on her knees so that it was much easier to face him, kiss properly, and still avoid further harming her very aching rear.

Moments like these make her realize that her fear is stupid, that he can't live without her anymore than she can live without him.]

[ It'd be pointless to ruin this moment with talking. ]

You're so cute right now.

[ Other than to say that. Nariko probably doesn't get "cute" thrown her way near enough, and he should remedy that! In fact, he brushes his nose against her own before going back in to kiss her, the hand on her neck still resting there loosely, because he realized he could feel her pulse there if he pressed own his thumb a little and it's weird... but it's also nice.

Maybe he should go quicker here? Nah. His scent is already showing his interest ]

[It's so out of the way that she actually stops cold.]

You just fucked me up the ass multiple times, that might not exactly be cute.

[And yet it makes her happy that he's said it anyway when, come on, she's too old to be 'cute'. Nariko knows that even if everyone is too polite - and her mate too smart - to say it to her face. She smiles anyway, going back to kissing, one hand holding his cheek, but the other drifts downward. He's showing interest but that doesn't mean she can't help him out in that department, stroking him underwater.]

No, but this way you're sitting here with me, and the look in your eyes. It's like a schoolyard crush, I could be fifteen again.

[ It's not quite like that - or at least it wouldn't be to anyone except him. But he nuzzles the side of her face, breathlessly moaning her name as he brings to stroke him under the water. He leans against her, his hands roving her back, brushing up it and then going into her hair, patting the way that he pulled it up and then brushing her bangs just a little. They're both wet, so it's a useless endeavor but it still makes him smile ]

Jesus.

[If he keeps talking like that she might almost blush like a schoolgirl, too!] Don't be such a charmer, I might end liking you!

[That's certainly something her teenage self would have said and meant with every part of her, so it's fitting. The same could be said of his gestures and the languid pace that she works at, as if neither of them are turned on and ready for much more. There's something to be said for going back to your teenage roots, right? Especially since they didn't meet until they were in their twenties.]

I'm told that's one of my one hundred and eight talents!

[ Hehehe. Hehehe he's proud of that joke, even if it's not really that god of a joke, he just picked a number with some spiritual associations with it. There's no real... further point for it go.

But that's also just quintessentially him, isn't it? He brushes a finger under her chin and then glides down to trace along her collarbone, knowing a handful of more sensitive spots along that and onto hr back ]

[That is a bad joke but they're basically married and so she is spiritually contracted to be okay with it no matter what. Love is kind of funny that way.]

Who has been telling you anything? I haven't seen you in a month!

[And, really, why should any other woman be complimenting him so aggressively? It's basically her job. And it's a thought to latch onto while he tries to tease her, and she tries to pretend it isn't working.]

[ He giggles at that because he is totally teasing her. But that was a good response on her part, and it puts him in a position where it's charged and it makes for a bad response for him either way.

So...

Let's make a lame hail mary - if he says it with confidence, it'll be amusing ]

Well, Junko did come to visit me and got pretty excited...

[Her hand pauses, but her fingers shift just underneath the head of his, whether it's a good feeling or an odd, squirming one is beside the point.]

Really? I guess she is the one who threw herself at you, then? Totally not the other way around.

[Look, she's being playful above all else, knowing that Masaomi probably suffered quite a bit with someone as willing and excitable as Junko - which was exactly why Nariko had insisted Audrey keep him company. At least that girl had the mental fortitude to stop herself.]

[ Oh, he likes that feeling under his head, it makes him giggle and lean into her hand. His smile turns wide, and wider still as he nuzzles up to her in the water. His legs almost wrap around her, but he doesn't want to hit her ass. and it's neat that she's on her knees here there.

Man. ]

Totally, she was almost desperate then, I might've died!

[ Laughing ]

[She has to refrain from laughing herself because, honestly, he really should have had the self control to leave Junko alone, isolation or not. But, then, if he was able to pull off something like that then he might not be the man she was so violently attracted to. Can't have one without the other.

When she squeezes it's careful before ultimately returning to normal, evenly paced strokes.]

It's a good thing someone had the good sense to pull the two of you apart.

[... It's rare, but Junko can sometimes resemble Nariko so much in her actions that it's actually concerning.]

Mmm, mmm! In that respect, we owe a lot to both Audrey's body and your orders!

[ It's a sort of sly way of thanking her for all of her shadow support of him while he was out of commission. Still, he groans as he feels the cock getting harder under her pressure and he grins at feeling her pump him up just a little. A handie in a tub, that's... fun.

Junko could be a lot like her mother sometimes... or maybe like him. Maybe both. He had a feeling she was more like her father than her mother most of the time, but he could just be seeing what he wants to see. At the very least, he's sure she gets held up in her own head ]

It's not right to be thanked for doing something that's natural. I'm sure Audrey would love a date if you really want to thank her! I've already got my surprise planned for both of them, thank you very much.

[But she appreciates it all the same, to such an extent that there's another dumb smile on her face. It's probably not a feeling that men experience but it had been awful to have someone else take care of him, being unable to even share a bed with him.

Junko really is her father's daughter, though, she's much more like Masaomi. She's linear and intricate, possessing a form of balance that Nariko doesn't lack because of her past, but because it's just not in her personality. Similarly, it's Junko who easily falls into her place in the pack, and she'd have never turned him down even on a normal day. Nariko isn't quite that simple.

Case in point she stops touching him as if it had never begun.]

[ Wow, don't you start a handie just to stop it, that's rude. Weren't you just being affectionate in the first place?! Masaomi, because it is Nariko, actually whines out loud at her doing that, rolling his neck a bit before leaning in to kiss her on either side of her cheeks.

A date, huh... ]

I'm not sure if I can go on a date with Audrey. [ . . . No he should explain - ] I mean, not the same sort of date I could with you - well, obviously with you I love you so let's bench that - but even with Charlotte or [ he almost says "Ada," self-corrects himself to, ] Emily. With Audrey, isn't the whole thing dyed by her submission too much?

[ But then, on the other hand, she did resist better than Junko... Was he underestimating her or overthinking it? Hmmm. ]

[It's not her fault that Masaomi's a little cute when he suffers, nor that the first person who got his attention was Junko, not her! It's all that, and the simple fact that handjobs are nice but she'd prefer riding him, she's just taking her time with getting to it.

As he gets all that out (and she pretends to not know which name he almost said) she settles in his lap a bit more and then kisses him.]

I literally meant buying her lunch and fucking in the car, Masaomi.

[Verdict: Overthinking.]

[ She wasn't there, gosh.

That said, he grins a little bit wider and shakes his head. ]

Okay, you caught me. I'll offer, at least.

[ Because that probably was some supreme overthinking, but he actually liked setting up little elaborate dates if he could do it! Besides that though, he laughs and, ]

Oh, I could offer to walk her too, I haven't had much chance to use that leash.

[Hey, he's certainly welcome to think up something more involved, Audrey would likely appreciate that too, but of all the people in this house Audrey requires the least maintenance and Nariko demands the most. His overthinking can be forgiven as a result.]

She really does love that thing, I think she keeps it in her bag and it goes to school with her.

[And while they have this very engaging conversation she's just gonna go ahead and take her rightful place on his dick.]

The leash or the collar?

[ Because if it's the leash (too) then wow, get it gurl. That said, that place on his dick? that's pretty much what he's been waiting for and so as she slide downs his mouth opens wider and he gives a very, very pleased exhale. He grins at her, and he leans up to kiss around her jaw as they start to languid connection ]

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