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

[ Isn't she asking him to tease her? For however low on self esteem and weird Sullivan can be sometimes, he can be a pretty rough lover, due to clumsiness or bravado. And when her hand does that...

Oh.

Oh, okay, he can do that. He mouths "can you remember it?" behind her, but then realizing she wouldn't be able to see him do that, he sort of shrugs and runs two fingers on the outer edge of her panties, tracing for a crease and/or liquid ]

[Which of them will actually be teasing the other might ultimately depend on how those aspects of his personality play out, and how she feels like responding to them. But to answer the question she's guessing he's asking? Yes, she can probably remember it just fine unless he really puts some effort into it, and then they might be a little doomed.]

Okay, so! I'd like the Basil fried rice, just one of those.

[A little feeling up isn't enough, but there is a barely noticeable, unnatural hum to her tone for just a second.]

[ Well at the moment, they are in a pretty precarious position - Her ass is rubbing up against his crotch and his hand is down her pants/skirt and on the outer edge of her panties. He rubs there again, and once confirming that yes, yes, he is getting a reaction, the older man braces his other hand around her stomach and then uses two fingers to move her panties aside so he might rub there nakedly.

Oh wait, this is Thai place, she's going to get asked about the spice level on everything (or at leas the curries). Even for the two of them, he leans up against her ear (the one not with a phone up to it) - it's not quite romantic, but he whispers quietly, ]

Thai hot is ridiculous, ask for a medium spice.

[That is so unromantic that she actually laughs.]

Okay -- No, not hot, medium!

[She spreads her legs, leans on the counter so that it's easier to wiggle her ass against him while she talks.] Oh, and exactly how spicy is the peanut sauce, like, could I get something else?

[Now she's just asking extra questions to draw this out. If she just went right through the list it wouldn't be nearly as fun!]

[ She was messing with him or, rather, she was giving him more chances to mess with her. His own scent trailing out just a little (so if they were playing that game, he officially just lost) he holds his ground and makes to dig two fingers into her cunt, trying to keep silent for her, but also keeping his mouth near to her ear so he can whisper some other... things... to her.

He's not sure what things yet, but he sure is grinning. His fingers worm at first, scraping her along the edges until he just speeds it up and starts to rapidly move them in a thrusting motion ]

[No, that's definitely not it. It's more a noises game and Audrey is losing because she ends up gasping properly first, and then outright moving, wiggling her hips into his fingers. If he can actually manage to say something romantic or awful (nothing in between) then that's swell, but it's alright to let the actions remain on their own.

Sullivan's probably close enough to hear an incredibly nervous young male voice ask are you alright ma'am?]

Fine! [She's answering a little too quickly to really be 'fine'.] I'm ... Perfectly fine, just, uh, the address, right?

[.... The fuck is their address?? She has to make herself think about it.]

[ In all honesty, Sullivan's never been that good at either extreme. To a layman, he might seem like a pretty rough lover but he knows he can't hold a candle to the likes of Koji or even Masaomi when he's in form. and then for romance... he knew he would trip over himself.

But then...

Well, he was getting hard now, smelling the cotton candy in the air, or how when she jerks forward the tag on her collar jingles a little. He grunts and decides to try to go one better. his fingers keep going, but now he makes to reach the hand on his stomach up to grab her tits through her top.

It's impressive she got this far ]

[She's stuttering through the address and there's a lot of uncertain noises on the other line. By the time he's got a palm on her breast Audrey's a little done. By her own measure she's lost but, frankly, that's alright with her. She barely gets the pleasantries out before she slams her phone down on the counter.]

Fuck me!

[It's an automatic whine because most all of the anger has drowned out of her, she doesn't want to take it out on anything, she just wants relief.]

[ Oh see, now that is the girl he -- well, the girl he likes a lot. It's a gentle feeling, perhaps a bit to soft and ephemeral for someone his age. He's pretty sure they aren't mates, he knows he couldn't talk about her for literally hours the way Masaomi can Nariko (especially when he's drunk) but he knows that he does idly think about her, and he knows that whenever he's come up with some new way to have fun with her, it makes him grin.

There probably isn't a long term thing here.

But all the same, he laughs, because he's hard too, and because cotton candy and salted dark chocolate is still one of the weirdest scent combinations he's ever heard.

Still, his hand in her cunt pulls out to unbuckle his belt and while his pants don't fall to the floor, he can pull them aside to get his cock out and he can squeeze her breast again and he can position his cock against her-

And then ram it into her against the counter ]

Well done! I mean-- good job!

[How do you know when you are or aren't mates with someone? Does it always happen within the first few times? Isn't it possible that some people just won't have a mate, or that their fated one is somehow on a different track? There's a part of her that fervently wants to believe it's Sullivan as much as she knew that it isn't. But that's why this isn't about spending the rest of their lives together.

It can just be about the fun of it, the suddenness that he drives himself into her and she goes from emptiness to fulfillment in less than a second.]

Was thanks to your - supervision!

[Or something, she doesn't know. She breathes out a little, braced on the counter.] Don't be gentle about it. [The hugging and talking had been nice, but rough fucking cures just about everything that can be left over.]

[ It's possible that he was overthinking it, or that it was his own sense of inferiority or his own expectations working against him. Maybe they were.

But he can't think that far now, he just needs to think about how he likes her, and how fun she is, and how much he likes to fuck her. And wants to experience Thai food with her. and he's a little enamored they were in the house alone together.

And so he grunts and, ] Okay, rough, I got it!

[ Fortunately, he does have that somewhat curved cock, so he can just shift his hips a little and it should hit her that much deeper or at least in a more interesting spot. but more to the point, he pushes her a little harder, shoving her into the counter as his hand on her breast shifts to allow her to be smushed more and push her up as he picks up the pace ]

[Fun, sex, and Thai food. If that isn't a combination for the ages then nothing much is.

She likes the position just as much as the actual fucking. There's something incredibly demanding, animalistic about it, there's no lingering concerns about love or personal drama just rough, unfeeling messing around, and though Audrey still isn't quite sure when that became her ideal, she can't get enough right now. Even if it means being pinned against the counter she is now a very obedient pet, practically melting into his hands.

It's definitely a good night to have the house to themselves, because at least this way Sullivan doesn't have to share her!]

[ A part of him wonders if he should have tried to get more of their clothes off, given they or both more or less fully clothed. Or if he should play with her tits more - but this position of his hands on her back, pushing her into the counter is actually pretty nice too. So he dismisses that other part of himself as stupid and gives her a particularly hard thrust, such as to make the little necklace she has on jangle. He licks his lips.

Thai food. Sex. Maybe they could watch a movie or something? But really, this whole not having to share her thing is pretty awesome ]

Ungh - it feels good!

[ So artful. ]

[It's best to be honest with yourself and, frankly, there's no way Sullivan could convince her that this wasn't sort of his thing - this rough taking, the underlying objectification and being able to use her? That really seems to be his thing and Audrey's good at providing it because unlike Junko, way back in the beginning, Audrey loves it.

There's something to be said for being outside of yourself for a little while.]

Yeah - !

[Her thighs inevitably bang into side of the counter but it doesn't really matter, the pain is outside of her understanding and she just moans louder, clawing at the countertop uselessly. It's not even going to take that long.]

[ Oh please, like he was even known for great stamina. That said, Sullivan grunts as a response to her. He wishes that he could be more eloquent the way that he knows Masaomi can be. But that's a vain wish if there ever was one, way outside of the moment, and way easy to dismiss as he keeps himself hard against and into her body.

No, right now, this was him and Audrey.

... Audrey ...

He groans as he gives a particularly arching thrust up against the counter, intending to make her have to lift herself a little in the midst of their connection ]

[Hey, no one said a word about stamina, she's only dealing in the matter of concepts. In truth, that's actually the best way to handle someone like Sullivan in the first place. It was her own fault for forgetting that, and Audrey knew it, she'd just never say as much.]

Uh-Ahh?

[It's a weird mix between confusion and surprise, she almost gets an actual word out, but that's less of a priority when there is a little bit of lift and it creates an intense, weird, and possibly insane angle to fuck her at. Not that it stops her from cursing with strained pleasure. She doesn't know what to do with her knees or arms for a brief moment, and it's disorienting as fuck all.]

H-Hey! [She can barely focus on the material of the counter, fuck.] T-Tell me -- That I can - [Cum. She is, after all, the house pet, but there's nothing wrong with feeding into this whole 'we're alone' ideal, right? Probably.]

[ He's very prone to getting mired in the specifics, it's true. He's not exactly prone to overthinking in the same way that say, Yamato is. He doesn't get caught up in philosophy in the same way that Masaomi does. He doesn't dwell too hard on the past the way Joshua or especially Nathan does. But Sullivan is definitely something who is in many ways the captive of his own mind, absorbed by his various complexes colored by his experiences and opinions of others.

...

Was this play new? Either way, the older man grins a bit to himself and tries and fails to whisper, instead more or less half-shouting back at her, ]

S-sure! [ . . . No, no, ] You can cum--! F-fuck yeah you--

[ Can? Good enough, he groans because this insane position is putting way too much of her weight on his hips, and between that, the feel of rubbing his knees on the space below the counter as the position shifts, the feel of her body, the jingle of her collar - the whole thing just completes it and he knows he won't last ]

[Good enough.

She accepts it with a grin, running her teeth over her lip as she groans and it's a miracle her arms don't give out and send her smacking back into the counter in a way that would probably be grossly painful. She's more than happy to let herself go, though the fact that she works backward, bucking like an uncontrolled animal, might not help his balancing act much. Lucky Sullivan, it doesn't last too long while she cums, whimpering Sully along the way.

Seriously, just leave her in this feeling. It's so much better than thinking about soulmates or what's up with half of her personal relationships that manage to not involve sex 24/7. This is much safer, much easier, and ultimately better for them both.

So there's no need for specifics.]

[ If nothing else, it's much easier, and he seconds that sentiment as his eyes seem to tear up or his vision blur a bit when he cums inside of her, shooting a strong load of seed into her body, and feeling her body respond in turn. The bucking did not help his balance though, making his slip just a little, though he does catch them before they fall! And more to the point-

Well, as they fall back a little, he plants himself, but his knees are giving way from the odd angle. It's possible that he'll full and thus pull her off the counter in the process if he tries to keep this up or gives up his strength entirely. which is tempting!

Still...

He laughs a little, feeling better himself, murmuring out her name as he tries to pet what he can reach ]

[Uhhh, falling back right after sex is a little concerning and so it's something of a miracle that Audrey doesn't immediately begin to scramble for stability. She does squeak before the sound of his laugh gets to her.]

Come on, don't laugh at a girl, that's mean.

[But her tone implies that she really doesn't think it's directed at her in the first place. It's just a good opening line.]

[ She's heavy, okay, he caught himself!

Mostly.

But he grips the counter to right himself, grinning all the while as he does, a dazed and happy look on his face. Once he's sure he's got his footing right, he reaches one hand out to go around to brush his fingers on her lips and then down to her collar, flicking the tag on it a little ]

Uh-- sorry, my bad. [ But at the same time, he isn't really stopping, so he knows it's in good humor ]

You should really know better.

[All in good fun, yes, because it makes her happy in a simple way to feel the tag bouncing along the edge of her skin. She leans forward enough to brace on the counter again, shoving her hair to one side.]

But it's fine, I think I can forgive you.

[As if she was even mad in the first place. Tired and lulling slightly, maybe, but not mad.]

You'd uh --- you'd think. [ Such eloquent, much wow. Still, he grins, and then leans his head in to kiss at the nape of her neck, now exposed by the movement of her hair. He lingers there only a moment, and brushes his thumb around the other side as he does. He thinks about how that tag says Beloved Toy on it, but at the same time...

Right now, she's all his?

It's a strange feeling, and- ]

So uh, what do you feel like. Other than me fucking you more and uh - [ . . . What sounds good. He searches himself and- ] Tying you up a bit. Because those will - happen. Either way.

All of that sounds good to me.

[It's an unfair answer, Audrey knows that somewhere in her head but she can't bring herself to be overly concerned with it. If Sullivan wants a plan then that's perfectly okay, but Audrey is fine as long as she isn't being subjected to that asshole over yonder, and she gets to eat in the relative future.]

You probably shouldn't tie me up before we eat, though, you'd have to leave me somewhere.

[Which is not exactly bad but it doesn't feel like proper BDSM etiquette.]

[ Well he was hoping for -- actually, no, he should just ask- ]

You've been watching any shows? Uh, between the studying. Or during- I uh, used to have some stuff on in the background for noise back in collage-

[ Not the point ]

I was thinking you could show me something too. Relaxing, you know?

[ There! ... wait ]

Also yeah, no tying up before foot that'd be harder.

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I s2g I'm not trying to be inconsistent tonight it's been A Day

Hahaha no no it's fine. We've been pretty good I think

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