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

[Well, that's why he has to fix everything when they can actually talk in private, but there's still a party going on.]

I'm sorry. [...] Are you so annoyed that you won't kiss me?

[Because that's a very serious level of annoyance.]

[ Yamato wants to pretend that he thought about that for a moment, that he considered if there could be a time that he would lord over her to that extent. But h couldn't picture it. The young Alpha squeezes her hand again and tilts his head t plant his lips against her, lingering for a long moment as his free hand goes to rub over her stomach. He pulls back, but remains close, so she can initiate again.

No, not that annoyed, it seemed ]

[It's good that he didn't. She's hormonal and emotional and bouncing back and forth between wanting nothing but cuddling or asking to be bent over the nearest surface. There's no room for shenanigans right now, which is why she smiles into that kiss, easing one arm around his shoulders while the other hand settles over his on her stomach.]

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

[And then she kisses him again, sighing as she lets her scent shift it's way out. Controlling herself around Nathan is just exhausting.]

[ Yamato closes his eyes now, exhaling again and letting his own scent come out and curl around her own. He fills the room with it, becoming stronger, becoming more pronounced as an Alpha. And he says, firmly, squeezing her a little ]

When? How, Nariko?

[ He can thin of a few ways! But still ]

[Right now his scent is a form of comfort as much as anything else. He's become so much more confident in the last few weeks, and it suits him very well. She's both proud and turned on by him on a near daily basis - and not just because of his wishy-washy kid.]

Right now. [She sounds so eager.] I'll get on my knees right now, or maybe all fours? The kitchen deserves to be broken in, right?

[That she's in her brother's house with not just her entire pack and said brother but also her senior mate has pretty much left her head.]

[ Honestly, both of those sound great right now. Yamato thinks for just a moment, glancing over at the party going on outside, and then seems to come to a choice. It's true, he's able to project a lot of confidence when he gets in the zone like this, but he still was a teenager, still was a little bit flighty and a little bit worried about things. But right now...

Well, she was his mate.

And so he kiss her cheek, and says ]

Your knees. But ... but it can't just be to suck me off. I want a - worship, and all sorts of praises.

[ a beat ] And your tits.

[This an awful idea for a lot of reasons and if she were more logical and less emotional and definitely not as antsy, she'd probably try to convince him to wait until they were alone. Fucking around in her brother's house is bad enough, but that on top of knowing that Masaomi could easily walk in on them is ... Isn't it kind of just bad form? She's been completely respectful of giving them both space.

But fuck that, his kid and the weird sexual tension with her brother is one hell of a combo. Which is why she about flings her top off. There wasn't an ounce of hesitation.]

Have I not been paying enough attention to you?

[Look, she's still getting his pants open, it's relatively safe to tease him right now! ... Kinda.]

The last time I saw your tits was... it has to have been over twelve hours ago.

[ So, basically, yes.

Apparently everyone in his family is needy. The young man licks his lips, and he brushes back her hair as he gets to brush her hair and stand there, trying to look imperious, and his scent definitely portrays that, but he does end up smirking a little. He feels powerful, but it's almost a power he's not sure he should have. After all, his -- Masaomi was around. And this was his Uncle Nate's house? But all the same, he was getting hard. All the same, he wasn't lying that he needed some release.

And all the same, he wanted her to praise him ]

Which means it's been approximately twelve hours and fifty-two minutes since I've spent any time with your dick! That really is an awful shame.

[There's no more teasing, because she's happy to fall into his scent, to look up at him adoringly, inching the length of her tongue over the head of his cock. That Masaomi could easily walk in on them or that they might really upset Nathan is completely beyond her as the bra comes off, and she practically wraps them around his length.]

You're so damn thick you still make a dent in these!

[If the purpose is to praise and worship then she has to go a little slow with this, even if all she'd like is to put her mouth around him.] You're the only one who makes me so fucking sore that I can't walk right even when you're gentle, Yamato, you don't even have to make me submit, your cock does all the work. [And it's really torturous to keep from worshipping it the traditional way.]

[ Yamato exhales with pleasure as he feels her big, milky, boobs wrap around his cock. As he feels the warm envelop him, and he sees the way that she licks at him, the way she looks at him, and the little puff of her lips. The tone she makes... It's enough to make him moan just a little even before he does anything else. The young Alpha puffs out his chest only to exhale and collect himself.

The only one... ]

But I make you submit anyway, don't I... [ He exhales ] But it's a great cock, isn't it?

[ He shouldn't say that about his own, but... ]

You do. [She says it so affectionally, shifting all that soft skin in shorter movements, so she's always got the head, and a little underneath to lick and toy with. To an extent she can't help herself.] But that's only right, I want to submit for my Alpha. I want to make you and your cock happy no matter what you ask of me.

[And there's so much devotion in that, but she doesn't stop there, 'pouting' up at him a little - there's a tinge of gentle amusement to it.]

Don't insult it like that! Your cock is amazing! [She likes it when he gets all arrogant and cocky, he deserves to grow into the confidence, after all. ... That and she's not faking any of this, Nariko'd build a shrine to Yamato dick if she could.] It's big and wonderful, perfect for making whores out of every woman you decide to grace it with. You fuck so hard that they don't remember to be as grateful and respectful as they should.

[She gives in a little and pumps her mouth over him, actually working against her own breasts a little -] But that's why I'm here.

[ The praise she gives him is so sincere, so warm and genuine, it fills him up in a way that he's not really sure how to explain. Yamato can pull off arrogant and cocky, and it is becoming more natural to him, but it's not totally complete, he hasn't totally internalized it. the fact of the matter is that these more slow sessions, these ones where he demands this more gentle touch out of her, as embarrassing as it might be to admit, really do prop him up. and the fact of the matter is...

For all else he is, and all else he trains - for an Alpha, a cock is important. And he wants to be confident in this big rod. ]

Nariko... [ No, no, he shouldn't be content with just that. She might even scold him for that! ] I didn't mean to disrespect it.

[ Which is meant to imply she should... go on ]

[That's the weight of his age, probably. One of the benefits to having a mate is being supported by them, allowing them to help complete you! In this case, Nariko has more than enough confidence to nearly jumpstart Yamato's! It's actually kind of beautiful.]

Oh, it's fine. [As if she'd really think to be genuinely upset in the first place.] You're always so modest, Yamato, and that makes your cock even better, too. Come for the orgasms, stay for the rest. [A shrug, here.] But also more orgasms!

[Look, there has to be some heart in this.] I've literally done nothing but worship dicks and yours is the one I'm dying to suck right now.

[...] Considering who we're in this house with, don't you think that says quite a bit?

[It's a clear implication and one she probably shouldn't make: It's a way of saying he beats out Masaomi, the only one who can stand up to him.]

[ It's true, age is a big part of his uncertainty. Though another big part of that uncertainty is the fact that, until he awoke, until he lost his virginity, he was really not all that popular at the school; rejected by all those he asked out and a little bit of a weirdo in the grand scheme of things. That had been turning around lately, but even then, he wasn't sure how to handle it. And right now...

Well, now, when he was with his mate, when she was coaxing him, he felt truly powerful. And then she made that implication, that really, really makes him soar. It makes him soar and while there's a big, wide, sincere smile on his face, he also whispers out, ]

That really does say a lot -- really?

Really.

[Voiced with all the sincerity in the world, doubly enforced by the simple fact that she wouldn't try to lie to him in the first place.]

Even if you end up being a little unfair to yourself, you should remember that. [That even if it could be understood as one instance, he was better than his own father, his own Alpha, and if that's not a complete game changer than basically nothing is.]

But like I said, no matter what happens I'm here to give my Alpha the love and appreciation that he deserves!

[What that also means is that she can't refrain from sucking him off anymore, so she lets herself give into it, this time shifting her breasts out of the way so that she makes a slick path for his cock, even when it won't be in her mouth.]

[ It's true, what she said was tantamount to saying that he was superior to his Alpha at least in one respect, and whats more that - given the strange situation of her having two mates - he was superior in two ways. He was the new mate, the one which she fell into and had wanted, loved since he was young, and he was the first to impregnate her... this time. And now, on top of it, he more concretely had a superior cock, the very simple of virility.

Yamato was a fairly feeling-oriented cerebral guy, he wasn't used to thinking in those terms.

But it felt right, felt good, felt powerful - and he will remember it. It's a watering on the seed that already existed.

And speaking of seed, when she wets his cock finally, it makes him moan, with no real heed to the fact that they were just in the kitchen. He licks his lips and ]

Fuck...

[ Is so articulate ]

[It is entirely possible that saying all of that to him will turn around and bite the hell out of her but right now it does feel right and good. And it also seems like a difficult thing to follow up on so she focuses all of her attention on sucking him off, because she's just as capable of communicating with a full mouth as an empty one!

In truth she didn't have to wait all that long but it really has felt like an eternity, and she's happy to clear her mind of absolutely everything other than sucking down to the base, being careful about the glide of her teeth, zigzagging her tongue - Blowjobs are just fucking calming, so she's not going to hurry it up unless he forces her to.]

[ Oh, he won't hurry her. He loves her attention, he loves the feel of her and the way that she's capable of conveying so much to him just in how she sucks him off - the delicate attention that she pays to him. He moans a little, brushing the side of her head and allowing her to set her own pace for now. After all, she was languishing over the best cock. And it was clearly puffing out her cheeks ...

And Masaomi really must've either already been outside but not somewhere obvious, be fucking Veronica (he's not), or went to the backyard from out the front for some reason, because he doesn't walk past/walk in at that moment. Nor does Nathan, which is good. Tom didn't either so he must still feel sick!

No, the one who walks in, opening the sliding door and closing it behind her overly hard once she sees what's in here is... Olivia ]

Oh come on what the fuck?!

[ That was her. And Yamato doesn't even know how to respond. Or if he should. ]

[You know, she'd have been worried that was Nathan or Masaomi or someone but it's pretty much just Olivia. Which, y'know, they are in the middle of the kitchen so it makes sense that someone would run into them and that it might be someone like her or Ada or Joshua. It's not as if she's forgotten their circumstances or anything, but it's exactly why she tilts a little to get a very vague look at the redhead, blinks, and barely draws away from Yamato's cock enough to say:]

You can wait.

[If that's really even Olivia's intention which, frankly, it probably should be. Maybe she'd relax if she was too busy swallowing.

... Well, she should probably be a little more willing to explain why she's fooling around with her son, which could be an out of the way sort of thing even for packs but ... Eh. They're a bunch of weirdoes, and she had a rhythm going there, thank you very much.]

[ Olivia, as ever... is very high strung. And this results in her not so much hanging there by the door or even leaving or walking away as advancing towards them, hissing through her teeth, ]

Holy shit what the fuck are you -- what the shit are you talking about?! Wait- wait for fucking what?!

[ But she was red in the face and if the room wasn't totally overpowered by the scent of Yamato, which was alluring in the extreme, the spark of Maple which just entered it might make everything feel like pancakes. And really, the whole thing makes Yamato end up at an impasse. How should he handle this? Searching himself, he brushes the top of Nariko's head, and he inhales, exhales, ]

Um... You--

I...what...

[ Yamato swallows. But then he moans, a particularly nice lick by Nariko prompting it ]

[Nariko has managed to successfully dispense blowjobs under some weird circumstances: An earthquake, a shooting, and a school play being the most notable. But somehow it's the both of them being confused and stuttering at each other that actually breaks a little of her concentration. That she has to pull away again is goddamn infuriating.]

Hush.

[And the vaguely irritated glare says Olivia should probably listen because you know what you don't do? Interrupt her when you aren't Masaomi. Joining in or observing the options unless Yamato says otherwise, so she gets right back to it, eyes closed.

Still, it wasn't as if the two couldn't help each other. It'd just have to wait a moment.]

[ You know it's probably a good thing that Nariko is the one being commanding here, because Yamato, even if he was confident was not yet equipped to be commanding to people he didn't have some even loose claim over. And given that Olivia was Masaomi's, he didn't really have a claim on her. It's one he could assert, but somehow the younger girl was intimidating. Which is ironic, because the source of said intimidation, to Olivia, was very obviously born of high strung inexperience. It was something she projected out due to a deficiency within.

But all the same, her face went even more red, and she glared at Nariko but she also wilted into not speaking. Instead, she looked hard at her, and then at Yamato, and then her, and then at where they were meeting, looking intently, annoyed... hungry.

Yamato, for his part, exhales some relief and no small bit of pleasure. Maybe he should try to take charge... at the very least, he should compliment or command Nariko more. She was doing a bang up blowjob now, but... ]

[Olivia wasn't anymore intimidating than a wet paper bag, but of course it's different for Yamato, who can be a little more easily deceived by some barking. Nariko isn't surprised at the girl's reaction nor does she particularly care, if Yamato wants to try something that's his business, but she's only focused on making him cum. And where she might have generally taken her time she speeds up a little, working her throat just a little roughly, and then faster and harder.

... She may or may not occasionally look Olivia in the eye when she moves upward, though, and it's not a big stretch to say that she's wearing a shit eating sort of expression even while her mouth is full.

Look, it's no one's fault but Olivia's that the girl can't just give up and beg - well, it might also be her father's, but that's another matter.]

[ . . . Yeah, he should do a show of force. This was so, so pleasurable. He was moaning and gripping the sides of her head. But even if it was a pleasure to watch Nariko go at this and to feel the result of it, Yamato was rapidly finding that he got off on shows of dominance, to show that the other would be willing to be submissive to him. While he was gentle - especially as compared to Masaomi - sometimes in appeasing that kink of his he could be unreasonable.

And as such, even if it's not necessarily in his interest to do so depending on how you look at it, he whispers to Nariko, ]

Nariko... take- me out of your mouth, and then lick every - centimeter of it. Like a popsicle.

[ There! ... As Olivia narrows her eyes at that, and stomps her foot, turning her gaze to glare at Yamato. She... she!! She can't remain quiet anymore- ]

What you're that fucking all that just because your cock's some mammoth titan band shit?!

[She's more than happy to obey here, though it does mean trying to block out Olivia's voice and whatever odd assortment of words that might have been. Maybe Nariko is just old but she has no idea what a 'mammoth titan band is'. ... She's probably just old.

But thankfully Nariko is far more dedicated to reluctantly pulling away than making any comment - for now.

To her it makes sense to start from the base, and since he specifically said to get every centimeter, she's careful about the drag of her tongue, licking in medium strokes, eyes closed.]

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I'm so sorry by the way (sort of)

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make sure this child doesn't die, oh my god

Hahaha I love her I'm so pleased I planned this...

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