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

[ This fantasy is getting more and more crazy, but he's also becoming less and less self-aware of it. His eyes are narrowing now, tearing up a little from the strain of digging his cock in and the feeling of the grind. He can see her, hear her, smell her whimpering and screaming. He inhales deep of her scent, and shoots out more of his own.

If they're Junko's, huh... ]

So what-- What - [ Oh fuck she's cumming? Will he even be able to answer? Will he even be able to endure? He groans as he pushes up hard into her, working to impale his cock as hard and as deep into her as he can! His length is n full display here, and he swallows hard before pushing on- ] Specializations will you give them?! After-- all! You might be the best, more perfect, flawless bitch that'll ever exist! So- So it seems only right to have- the others appeal to some fetishes!

[She's going to die - you can die from too much pleasure somehow, Nariko knows that. Or at the very least that feels like an unbearable reality right now, because she's horny and wet and full of him and there's more of his scent, and it's as if just taking that in heightens her orgasm to some other plane. It's intense and she can barely force her throat to keep making noises which sound normal, let alone talk.

But she would never let him down, so:]

One - will orgasm from giving blowjobs! Another - being tied up! Being gang banged and fucked in public and -

[That is to say that on top of being all around willing, it was possible to literally train someone to become unnaturally excited by a specific kink. So if Masaomi wanted a particular experience all he'd have to do is select a slut that best matched the current desires! But he's going to have to glean some of that because she's really a mess here, and has graduated to full on shaking in place, unable to stop her own orgasm.]

[ He's glad that they're on the same wavelength here, because he was thinking exactly that. They would be trained along specific kinks, that they would be coaxed from an early age to become really, really excited by one specific field. So they would be sluts, they would be willing and able to come around at any time, but training them along specific lines was what he intended for her to say.

And she's far, far from let him down. ]

Bodies! We all- You also --! Shaping their bodies!

[ Apparently, he got a little less articulate too, pumping his hips up into her and clawing into her ass. He is trying to make her collapse into nothingness... or make her go beyond her limits. He's not sure which, right now? They're both good.

Fuck can he last any more ]

[He's gone and done it. Nariko's durable, to put very nicely, but when she can't manage to get out full syllables then there's no helping the situation anymore, and there's certainly no way to fight against one long, continuous stream of pleasure. It's in these moments that her body belongs to Masaomi, because she can thrash, buck, and scream all she wants, but nothing was going to stop until he came - or until he ordered her to relax, oddly enough.

If it were anyone else, these sorts of dynamics would be concerning.

But for them it's normal and she loves him for it so, so much to the point where even her heart can ache with joy. So hopefully he won't judge her for being unable to answer, for barely getting human sounds out.

It's really okay if he can't last, now, because she sure as hell hasn't.]

[ A strange thing happens as they continue to buck against each other, as she's vibrating and convulsing on top of his dick, as she's inviting - no, demanding - him in. The way that she's rocking, the way that she's whining and screeching just meshes together with his own moans, with his own cries of something which might have been her name, and -- And it meshes together into something beautiful, into a chorus of angels.

It's like something from a church.

... Not that he ever went to a church he was raised nominally shinto.

But still, the glory of what he has seen in Christmas movies merges together and he himself groans loudly, he himself shrieks out her name, and he shoots out a huge, great, burst of cum out inside of her ]

[As if she weren't already leaking pretty damn terribly! There's no way his cum is going to fit, but there's no harm in giving it the old college try, either. And it's only right that Masaomi's release just drives her up the wall a little more than she already had been. Vibrating is a good way to put it, because Nariko's pretty much lost control of herself, half slumped over his chest, a mess of over pleasured tears and a thin sheen of sweat - so much for the bath.

It's going to take a few seconds for her to come back, so for the moment she's going to pant into his neck, kissing it very sloppily when the motor skills come back.

But, fuck, that was perfect.]

[ So perfect. So perfect that some part of him is going to say to himself that they won't possibly top that today, so they need to get kinky, to differentiate more. Use some toys or something...

But he can't think that far, not yet. His arms loosely wrap around her, and he's left with long inhales and short whimpering exhales which might sound like her name as he feels their mingled fluids oozing around his cock. As he feels her convulsing on top of him even as she's otherwise calmed down. And he feels the throb, in his heart, in his temples, and in his cock.

He wants to talk, but he's not quite - found it yet. ]

[The more she breathes the more her body begins to make her aware of all the parts that are incredibly displeased. Nariko ignores most all of them, though, and latches onto his throat at some point or another, digging her teeth in enough to leave a very clear, vicious mark, and then sucking over it just to be completely sure that he's going to have an awful time trying to hide it at work.

With that done she makes a displeased noise, and pulls at his hips. It's uncomfortable to stay on top like this, her thighs and lower back are throbbing weirdly, but if she just moves onto her side or back that'll take him out of her.

Which is not cool. So if he could move with her that would be perfect.]

[ Oh what- ... Oh. Masaomi's lips curl into something wry as he notices what she was doing on both counts, and snorts as she rolls with her, making so she sends up on her back, him still buried to the hilt in her, now on top of her on the bed. Was that hard on her? Maybe it was, but he now can reach out and pinch her sides, dust on her breasts...

Find his voice.

He can affectionately say, as he pins her to the bed, ]

You're my perfect bitch, the ultimate pleasure machine.

[Oh, thank goodness this is so much better! The adjusting itself is a little awkward based on the simple fact that they both refuse to leave each other, but she's dealt with much worse. Her tongue peaks out at him at the pinching, and she doesn't even know what he's doing with her boobs but it seems worthy of a giggle.]

Yes, and all yours. [She leans up a little to give him a little kiss.] My perfect, incredibly kinky Alpha who is apparently going to give me seven kids or something.

[That's assuming that each of those seven times only results in one.]

Don't tell me that the spell already broke. Yeah, seven pregnancies and all the things associated with it. [ He grins, smirks really, and pumps out another spike of his scent, locking eyes with her in such a way that he clearly meant to fog her mind again, make her light headed and display some dominance. Kinky huh...

He should live up to that. He glances towards where they kept their sex toys in the far cabinet. But he doesn't want to break from their embrace... it's a real choice. ]

Hm?

[The idea of those seven pregnancies still made her incredibly happy so it wasn't accurate to say anything had worn off at all! The extra pump of his scent just makes her sigh indulgently, and despite the mild exhaustion lacing through her body that didn't stop her from squirming a little in place, lifting her hips.

Are you really going to try and leave her, Masaomi? Especially when she's decided to wrap her arms around you? Leave her to nest, dammit.]

[ But he wants to be kinky---

But at the same time, it's impossible to resist her like this. And so he hums, and he whispers to her, deciding to just be demanding as h idly rocks his hips against her, as his runs his fingers around her areola ]

Tell me about slut #1. What's she like?

[ Demanding biographic stories. This is a Thing now ]

[Good. There was literally no decent reason to leave her size - not even toys counted, which was really saying something.]

Mm. [She's not planning any of this out, she's blissed out for such intricacy, but that also means that each thought is a stream of consciousness, and there's no room for shame.]

First one has to be a class: Spanking. And that should be easy, right? If you never make it a bad thing, or attribute it to rewards instead of punishment, the mental association will follow. I want to make it so thorough that just the sound of a spank could feel like being fucked.

[It's a little thing that could be used in a variety of creative ways, and the two of them are nothing if not creative. And she's currently a little horny-affectionate, mussing up his hair that much more and smiling a little deliriously.]

Oooh, oh, I like that. [ He smiles, kissing her cheek on one side and then the other side, and licks around her lips, his fingers flicking her nipple piercings. He tilts his head to the side a bit, running through the image of it, and rocking his hips a bit more ]

And how do we shape her body?

[ He's demanding so much of her, but he knows she's not thinking hard on it - he's not demanding it. He's just demanding that they turn themselves on. Or at least him ]

[For all of that Masaomi gets an incredibly pleased, almost purr-like noise in response. She's a little slower, but Nariko tries to return every little kiss. Masaomi's the only one being turned on because it hasn't stopped for her, right now it's easy to talk through his movements but that's going to end real quick.]

Mm. Well, it only makes sense for her to have a nice ass, more cute and perky, a bubble butt.

[Which, granted, you can't control that which is why this is definitely fantasy territory up to a certain point.]

Ah, of course, of course. [ He laughs a little, picturing it, and then kisses at her cheek, and then down her neck. He nibbles a little, and whispers to her, ]

Next.

[ More.

Feed him. Indulge him. He says it demandingly, but there's a smile spread over his lips. And he grins as he adds, ]

I'll tell you #3.

[That gets a brow raise - oh, they're sharing now? Nariko figured she'd get all the descriptive control and build up as she went, but there is something a little exciting about hearing what he might come up with. Probably because it's going to be awful, and easy to feed off of.]

#2 is going to be my favorite because, honestly, I'd be okay with at least one gang bang a month.

[That said.] She could be our second house pet, completely incapable of cumming unless there's at least two people involved! A girl that looks sweet but would happy be fucked right on the lawn where the entire neighborhood could see her. We could use her as a pack advertisement.

[It'd be neat!] It's no fun if she isn't petite, though, but she should be a little stacked, too. Shorter hair, more like you and Junko than me.

[And that's not a desire to avoid saying 'Asian'. Junko definitely has the look but there are tiny things which set her apart, so she ends up being her own class, in that sense.]

[ He always makes her do it all, and to some extent he's felt bad about that, like he's putting too much on her. But he closes his eyes as she describes that, and the image of it not only makes him smile, it makes his scent pulse again. He moans into her neck, and he nuzzles in there briefly before pulling back to lock his eyes with her, arching his brow just a little. ]

Should we be adding that to your schedule regardless? After all, a good whore like you can appreciate a perfect cock forever, but if she doesn't have variety she might become complacent.

[ He smiles sweetly then, but his hand reaches up to gently cup it around her neck. He's not choking her yet, just resting it there and showing his appreciation for it. And so... ]

#3 is going to be our classic slut image. We'll raise her with foul language, she'll have a constant darker tan and bleach blonde hair, and be more than ready to spread her legs for anyone who even looks at her with interest. Naturally, though, she'll only really be sated with my cock, and having her huge tits bouncing everywhere on top of it.

[ It's a bit generic, yes, but it is an escalation, and hitting the classics ]

[Isn't it her job, though? And there's really such a form of satisfaction that comes with getting the positive feedback that she doesn't think about the distribution of the work.]

Mm, only if you promise to fight off all the new people that suddenly want to join.

[Even with his scent and it's addicting qualities, her heart stutters a little bit at the placement of his hand. It always does and always will, not because she doesn't trust him, but because something that used to be utterly terrifying is actually sinfully arousing now.

The anticipation mixes incredibly well with the picture he paints, though it's certainly a classic.] You have to know I'll end up punishing her the most.

[Just because that's the kind of attitude that seems to turn her into a disciplinary, but Nariko might just have to be the bigger woman about it.]

#4 will be the Tsundere. [What's weirder about this, that she knows that meaning or that the tsundere is the fourth.] And she'll look unassumingly attractive to match it, too. She'll be the girl who goes on and on about how she doesn't enjoy fucking, but if you push at her just a little she'll bend right over. The only one she's completely honest with is you, and even then she'll worry about being drowned in your cum.

[The more she voices this the more Nariko genuinely seems to like the idea, to the extent that she moves with him a little.]

No one can join unless they pass my talk, don't worry. [ He laughs a little, and he kisses her chin, right above here his hand is meeting around her neck. He still doesn't put pressure on it, but he smiles as he licks around her jaw and the top of his fingers. He kisses around her face, and he continues to rock his hips ]

I don't mind if you punish her, Nariko. After all, you do need to keep her in line. [ Or at least, that's the idea? Probably? He licks his lips a little, and he shows his appreciation for her with a soft little moan. and he's nt sure which is weirder there either. He hums, considering what his next one would be, but perhaps because of that, he whistles a bit, ]

Are you thinking she would be the sort bent over a lot?

[ Should he do #5? Or should he have her do it too? two for one? Maybe she'll just go one without him ]

Well, that could be said of them all, right?

[His hand on her throat and the push of his hips and the fact that she's having a difficult time of keeping her eyes open, it's too much. Her imagination is going to falter soon enough, but right now she eases through, but there's nothing wrong with taking a break. They're already halfway through the overall list!]

I'm glad you feel that way, though. You can't expect anyone else to know what they're going through, being addicted to you is a particular lifestyle, they can't get it into their heads that anything else is as important as their Alpha.

[#5, hm ....]

Mmmm, mmm. It's true, and to that end I think that they need to be exposed to that from an early age. Regular shows of just how degraded and horny their mother is, some live demonstrations of the hopeless addiction that they'll all have the pleasure of suffering from.

[ He says this with a confident air to him, as if he were listing off some basic fact of life. As he does, he give her neck a slight squeeze, but lets up the pressure just as fast. In a way, that's just teasing her ]

[It really is a tease, arguably the worst that he could pull off. The push of his fingers makes her shudder almost violently, and it's reflex to breathe, which only highlights his grip. It's fucking maddening, but there's no point if he speeds up, either.]

No more hiding, then!

[Well, not that they were ever very good at it, and even Nariko hadn't been able to refrain from banging all over the place when Yamato and Junko were young. She'd tried to be a little discreet but it was as easy for their kids to walk in on them as it'd been for anyone else in their pack.]

#5 should be a toy whore [The idea and the vision it puts into her is worthy of an indulgent smile.] I'd say that she shouldn't be able to cum without vibration, but that might be a little too much?

[ Of course no hiding! There's no way that they should have even hidden in the first place, this was their house and it was their love, their sex! That makes sense, okay! ]

Ooooooh, oooh, I like that! I'm not so sure that's unfair, but if it is, we could compromise to say that she can't without having at least two orifices filled up - which one seems more humane?

[ Masaomi seems to trail off on this thought, the pondering of which sees him moving his hips just a little faster, sees him building them up a little more as he gets a vision of it. He licks his lips, picturing her and what #5 might be like. And so he grins some himself, adding on, ]

She could be a decorative art piece though, strung up even more publically than we'll be!

man that just makes me want to discover the smut trash limit

lmao I don't think it'd be obtainable in futurelandia without serious ooc shit tbh

Ah well, for the future I suppose

I literally had this whole mental thing were Ethan kidnapped Junko if that gives you an idea

Do you mean like a stockholme story or like an abduction thing? Torture, rape?

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