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

[ To this day, he still regrets that he never mastered Arabic even on a basic, conversation level because of her. Or Russian... for Amelia... But he doesn't focus on that. After all, their late mother's primary language had been English, whatever heritage might've been involved or not. And more importantly, he's pretty much the least sexy thing there is. So he instead focuses on the melody he doesn't understand, running two fingers in a rocking motion inside of her, spreading her a little as he positions his hips ]

You always did sound really melodic, even when I was a child.

[She laughs, because-]

You're the only one that would think so.

[It's a very interesting language on an academic level but she's just not sure many would consider it appealing in the same manner as French or Italian. But then Nathan's been exposed to it far more than some people, she'd sung to him in Arabic a lot, after all.]

< I'm grateful for it. >

You're underselling it, because if I can have people sing and opera for me, it's not really that different than hearing a call to prayer or someone skilled at it read poetry or the Qur'an. [ Or at least, that was his experience when he went to Egypt. And Oman. And a few other southern golf nations down there. And maybe he was being a little bit too factual, but he gives her a broad grin and he runs a hand around her pussy again, the other around her naval. And in the end, he kisses her once more, and he responds to her, ]

< Plus you've always had a better singing voice than me, my beloved. Even if we sung a duet, you'd be leading. >

[ and he shifts his hips when he next makes their lips touch, sticking the head of his cock in her ]

That has more to do with how you hear music in everything.

[And that's far from a knock - He'd always been talented, obnoxiously so, to the point where it was an utter shame that he was left in Nariko's hands, because if they'd had an actual parent around who knew how to pay attention to Nathan's talents and his intelligence? He'd have definitely been happier.] I'll do poetry, but you might really have to sell me on the Qur'an.

[Or any overly religious text, though she doubts he's suddenly become a theologian. Whatever smile she'd been wearing then is eased off when she gasps out a little,] Oh [Like after all of that anticipation and need she just forgot his penis would eventually show up to this equation.

Holy fuck this is happening.]

[ Well... Nah. ]

Nah, don't worry about it. I'm just sort of remembering some pretty poetic people I met outside of al-Azhara few years ago.

[ They were really assured of the idea that the Qur'an is written, in Arabic, to be as poetic as any poetry. With a beautiful sense of language. Honestly, especially after his childhood, Nathan's an atheist and he doesn't like any religion terribly much, but the idea of it has stuck with him sense, particularly when he got an example or two. It was an attempt to try to understand Arabic, back during the more than one time he considered learning it.

But that's so apart from this moment, who could even begin to care? Right now, the whole world is with the head of his cock inside of her, squirming about in the shallows for a moment before he moves it inside. Slowly. ]

I'm going to avoid being upset that you've been to the literal place of my birth without me.

[And dude what is your hang up about learning Arabic your big sister who you are about to bang could literally teach you.

But it is a far and away thing, and even when she speaks it's not with any real conviction or upset, it's a minimal truth that will be more relevant later on. Right now it's dawning on her that he's trying to take in the moment, that going slowly isn't a vindictive act in the least. If only it weren't so fucking torturous.]

C'mere.

[She kisses slowly, easing into the pace he's setting here.]

[ The dark reason there, of course, is that he thought there was a possibility that they would never been reunited. That said, it's something that he doesn't need to dwell on, especially under the current circumstances. Right now, he just needed to ...

Focus.

And now, coaxed by her, he leans on in over her, and brushes her as well, locking their lips to kiss as he starts to move his hips a little more. Yes, this wasn't to mess with her. This was to savor her. And savor everything. ]

[She couldn't pretend to have thought they'd ever end up together again, and if they did that it would be like this. Even seeing how natural it was with Yamato and Junko didn't mean it would translate nearly as well to herself and Nathan, as it definitely hadn't in practice. But even so she couldn't help what pleasure did to her. A whimper pressed into his lips as she forces herself to remain still. It'd be so easy to just angle her hips up, make him go a little faster but ...

She's kind of stolen enough decisions for him, right? So even if he draws this out for an hour she'll be calm. It's not anywhere near the same as drugging her, but she can be obedient for him.]

[ He'd not even think about that whole stolen choices and autonomy thing. Like yes, he did have a really nasty kink in the whole drugging thing, but he wasn't bringing that into this! There was ... no need, right? It was hm and Nariko, and they were perfect together. She was perfect even with the minor changes to her body. Even if he could feel the rings down there sometimes brush against his flesh.

He couldn't even think to be jealous of bitter, so entranced was he.

The noise she makes against him spurs on his own throaty noise, and he shifts himself to bite and pull back one of her lips, letting go just to go back into the kiss. His hips rock a little bit faster, but it's ultimately still gentle. Against his own nature? Or maybe it was because of his nature. ]

[His kink was awful because he hadn't given her a choice, there wasn't actually anything wrong for it if there was consent involved! She just wasn't going to push it because of the whole, uh, pregnant thing and how thoroughly unprepared she was to have that conversation with him.

Enjoying every added bit of sensation was a much better plan, and if all he needed was a little reaction or two to get himself into a rhythm then Nariko was prepared to give a litany of them. There's really nothing wrong with this whole low and slow approach, if nothing else it's working her nerves in such a way that she feels unnaturally sensitive (or maybe that's just being pregnant, hard to tell).

When he's close enough, though, she winds her legs around him, holding on a lot tighter than she means to.]

[ He'd second that, even if he has been having withdrawal from it since his failed proposal. He'd gotten so used to that dynamic for years, it's strange to realized how much he relied on someone content with second best. Or well... no, she wasn't, in the end.

Good for her, really.

He was a mess. But right now, he was a mess drawn into her, and he groans when she wrapped her legs around him, using the increased pull to push against her, his tongue working in her mouth even as he does. She's so-

She smells-

He didn't know she was pregnant, but she did feel full and flush against him ]

[Good for her, but better for Nathan, right? Because even if Irina had accepted his proposal it just would have meant that Nariko would give his fiancee utter hell! It all worked out in the end even if they had to take the long way around, and she's avoided some intersections by choosing to keep things vague but, hell, she'll be talkative after the first go around.]

Oh, man. [It's rare of Nariko to ever stop a kiss but it's been a long time since she's been so genuinely happy while having sex. Not in the way that is the result of physical pleasure but it's just a deep, almost soulful kind of happy.] It's perfect.

[Him or this or that they're doing it - who knows what she means, and does it even really matter?]

[ Absolutely do not tell him that, it will absolutely go to his head and potentially cause problems later. Who knows, though, it might be for the best. But. Probably not. The man though grins when the kiss breaks - not because it did, but because he finds it hard to do anything but smile right now. ]

Yeah... it is. You are.

[ They are...? That might be true too. ]

[It will undoubtedly come up because she can't imagine how that would even go to his head. But the happiness is only further compounded by his smile.]

I almost actually believe you.

[That he thinks she's perfect - no amount of progress will keep her from doubting that. But now she's fully in the moment.]

I love you.

I love you.

[ And uh... ]

You should believe me - I'm pretty trustworthy.

[ Or something like that, maybe... ]

[She ... Has to try and keep from outright giggling, Nariko ends up going for an easy chuckle, a little breathless at the edges.]

You are very trustworthy.

[But everyone can be wrong about something, and ultimately this isn't an issue that can be resolved with a word or two. And even more importantly than that she doesn't really want to do or accept anything except for being with Nathan right now.]

Come on. [No more waiting, no more stalling.]

[ He is! Of course he is, he doesn't hide... anything. Okay no, he hides a lot of things, but you can't blame him for that under the circumstances. The man grunts though, laughing along with her and fading it into another kiss before... Well, before he starts to move, moaning the whole way as he gets them going with friction. He slides his hands up her, and makes to grab her own, so that they might entwine them together as they fuck.

Okay, no more waiting.

Let's just fuck. ]

[It's because he ended up having to hide a lot, because Nariko wouldn't deal with the inevitable, that they've had to wait long enough. So she's really not going to complain about getting down to the nitty gritty of it, whether it's fast or slow or done at some weird angle.

What really ends up getting her is the way he takes her hand, and how quickly she grasps it, threading their fingers together.]

Nathan.

[She loves him so much that it hurts, it's dizzying and overwhelming, she can't even keep her eyes open.]

[ Nariko. Nariko was at the center of everything for him, not only the core of his world, but the world itself, really. And when he entwines there fingers, as he squeezes her back, and as they connect with hard thrusts, as he wills himself forward and makes contact with her, connecting with her in every way. He's sure that he's crying again - sure of it. tears of joy and some tears regret that this allowed this connect, this impossibly perfect, foretold connection he's sure - sure - can't compare to her and her mate's to almost let die on the vine.

He loves her.

He loves her and he's finally fucking her again and that's - the best. He groans, squeezing her tighter and kissing herm shifting his chest to feel the shift of her breasts as he knocks into her ]

Nariko.

[It's true that she loves her brother so incredibly that it's almost a ridiculous feeling, like it shouldn't be as consuming and demanding as it is, it's amazing. And it is also true that the way she feels about him is entirely separate from how she feels about either mate, it's too intrinsically linked to their relationship as siblings to be immediately comparable.

But to say that there isn't a part of her that isn't dedicated to Masaomi even now would be incredibly false.

She does love Nathan though, enough that no one would blame him for thinking she might put him over anyone else. In the moment it only seems right as she kisses him back, and reaches one hand up to wipe at his cheeks. He's always been the more openly sensitive one and, honestly, it's something she loves about him.

It's stupid but she wants to say as much but all that comes out is some heavy, dark noise from the back of her throat. Talking might be a little beyond her.]

[ It's not like his own ability to communicate is going that much better. Nowhere else is it more obvious than in this moment that perhaps he was more "normal" than Yamato or Masaomi in that he can't form a sentence now either. Or maybe t was the fact that were related. Reduced now to some affectionate but heavy moan, he nuzzles against her hand, brushing he cheeks and his beard again her, moaning as he presses on.

How did they never...

This was Right. This was what was meant to be, and they delayed? This? It's so perfect. There is no one - it's only for her, only for Nariko that he has lived all this time. Only for the hope of this moment, he realized. All else was really a distraction. And in his mind, he dedicated every thrust to how much he loved her. ]

[Nariko grins a little because they really need to do something about this beard, but she's oddly accepting of it in the moment, letting her fingers tip into his hair, as if he would stop kissing her if she didn't monitor him. It does feel right, though, incredibly and wonderfully right. And there is a part of her that doesn't want to let this go but ... What exactly are the chances that Nathan can reconcile with the idea of sharing?

And is there really enough of her to be spread between three different people.

It's a philosophical question for later. Right now the effect of all that teasing and slow work is rearing at her because she's edging a lot closer to an orgasm than usual - or it's the pregnancy hormones, it's hard to tell, but hey! At least there won't be a nearly three decade absence once they finish this time!]

[ His own stamina - at least in so far as lasting long in an individual round - isn't that great either. And what's more, he has no need to hold back, because - because it's love, it's pure love and right now he wanted to shower her in all of it, embrace all of it in himself and whatever more worldly concerns he might have about say condoms are forgotten. He groans as he himself tangles his fingers in her hair, kissing her deeper and squeezing their one interlocked hand tight.

He was building fast to his own climax.

He loves her so much- he ... he's pretty sure this is real. ]

[This was definitely real, and if he'd somehow managed to express his doubt she might have outright laughed. They were so far beyond the point of questioning it because this wasn't an easily obtained feeling. But it was like him to sort of doubt until the very end, right? Especially if it was something good.

But she could ease his concerns a little by shaking, her hips digging back into the mattress as she cries out some morphed form of his name that's caught in the middle of their kiss.

Her brother is literally making her cum right now. How wild.]

[ She was one to talk, she couldn't even comprehend their position until this was done - it was made clear earlier when he was crying for joy when they were just kissing, and yet she was so stable! Or maybe it was just how they were. Honestly, Nathan didn't know either way, because the fact of the matter is all things were irrelevant other than this moment and this connection. His lips brushing against hers, catching his breath between there and squeezing her hand hard enough to no doubt make it a little painful, but that felt so secure--

And it was welcoming.

Nariko, Nariko... he breathed that name out, getting close- closer... And finally, he made his way towards a climax. Shoudl he pull out?

... No.

A part of him wanted to be inside of her. A part of him wanted... feared- he feared what he wanted. But he as going to cum inside of her ]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

thank you! also that seems like a perfect end for midlandia tbh

I agree that's what I was going for there anyway

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject