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

[ Nathan moved into tow and that was awkward, Yamato and Nariko probably have some sort of a relationship and that's awkward, Yamato's been trying to make new friends so that's interesting, and Masaomi and Nariko are hopefully solid as anything after that trip, Nathan and Yamato complications aside. There's a new pack member that Masaomi met at a party and Nariko met in class. It's been over a month since the new year began and the old one concluded.

A lot's changed and yet not a lot had at all.

And frankly, things were probably just going to change that much more in the coming days and weeks. ~~this might be edited to something more poetic later once we conclude more stuff about that other log~~ ]

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[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 ]

[Hey, the whole thing is still a big wonder! She'd never thought this would happen after having guilted herself for so long, and then fighting over the topic mentally for months. And if the grip of their hands really did hurt then she didn't give any sign, but then it wasn't as if she could feel anything other then pleasure mounting upon itself over and over again.

When she felt him spill in her she couldn't manage to kiss anymore, her head turned and she moaned, at first, and then quickly graduated to a scream as he seemed to drag her orgasm on with his own.

If only she could tell him that there was nothing to fear! But now, uh, was definitely not the moment for that.]

[ This still wasn't...

A thing that siblings did. He knew this, and he knew that things would never be the same between them... right? Last time, it had changed and uprooted everything. But this time... this time it might be okay, right? Even if this was the first time he had - well. No, no, whatever other dark thoughts, impure feelings he had he could keep locked up, that was safer. His brain was flickering through a million little details as he felt himself climaxing, as he shot out little bursts inside of her.

She screamed so loud.

She hadn't been able to do that much last time. ]

[It was a thing that Junko and Yamato did and her children were nothing if not unbearably earnest about what they wanted when it came to romantics. Even Koji, in his own way, could be incredibly genuine about it, and to say that watching Junko's slow burn affection towards her brother hadn't affected Nariko herself would be incredibly wrong. So, no, things will not remain the same and they're probably going to need to hammer some things out which might inevitably include those dark thoughts of his.

Right now she's enjoying the ability to make as much noise as she wants - this is really so much more fun without crazy drugs!

Nariko does her best to savor every single moment, caught between the desire to let it go on forever or let it end so that she can kiss him. Eventually the happy lethargy sets in and she just ... Smiles at him like a complete dope.]

[ In all honesty, he wasn't some big energizer bunny - if she had prompted them to keep going he would have tried, possibly even succeeded, but at least for a little bit of cooldown he would have bee pushing rope for a bit. As it is, the man, the brother is looking deep into her eyes, panting and sweating as he tries to reign himself back into some sort of normal state of mind. But that reign in was impossible.

He...

He did it? They did it. He-

Some part of his mind actually wishes there were drugs involved, but that part is quashed almost immediately by her smile, and he groans as he leans into to kiss her several more times, trying to portray his genuine, overwhelming affection towards her ]

Shit.

[And then she kind of laughs, kissing him back and giving him a really weird but affectionate hug.]

We just did that.

[It would be awful to say right now but she's actually tired, and would greatly prefer to just kind of lie down and cuddle a lot. Honestly if he wants to keep going after she's fallen asleep that's his thing and she'd be just fine with it, but this feels a little too emotional to just go right into another round. It took them over a decade to get to this point, and she's ready to savor now. ]

[ Um? ... Oh, no, that was affectionate, good ]

Yeah -- we. We sure did.

[ He inhales, exhales, and tries to keep from crying again. That was amazing, she's amazing, and even if that ending was a little crude, and it did make him jump, that was a jump easily remedied with a kiss or two. Not to mention, she was Nariko and that... that was a very Nariko answer. Vintage Nariko, even. ]

[Well, Nathan is her brother and if there is one singular thing that he's going to have over Yamato and even Masaomi? It's that ability to take her back to being a much younger, less experienced version of herself. Only in brief snippets, sure, but it's there all the same. And in true vintage-Nariko form? She completely misses that he might have interpreted her response the wrong way, and kisses his jaw.]

... That was still okay, right?

[Because for the last few years or so she's kind of been convinced that he can only really enjoy it if she was totally immobile or something. And yeah he did cum and all that but, still!]

[ He's pleased to have her kiss him though, it makes him grin and kiss her back. But that question, well, ] ... That was great, what're you talking about?

[ Even if he would be so turned on if she was drugged but we're not mentioning that and ignoring that there's a pill bottle right in the bathroom for that purpose lalala... ]

I mean ...

[Look, there are some elephants that can't be ignored no matter what you do, and it feels safer to go ahead and ask now that they're sort of in the afterglow.] It's not like I need to call someone 'daddy' and have them pull on my hair but it's like, y'know. It's different if I can do it. Make sense?

[Her goddamn speech is even changing, how hilarious.]

I just worried it might not be as good as it could be since I'm normal and all that.

[ . . . What? So uh - ] Is that your number one fetish?

[ What a weird question to ask his sister, and a super obvious deflection. But he asks it with an interested and relatively innocent laugh, somehow reflecting a level of aroused amusement. ... And pushing it away from her question until his brain catches up with his racing heart. A level of fear of discovery gripped it ]

No, my number one fetish is being forced because there's something deeply mentally wrong with me.

[The fact that she has to attach something incredibly self-deprecating just goes to show that even though she can state it plainly there's an awful sense of guilt lingering under the admission. But he isn't going to get away from the topic so easily.]

I'm being serious, Nathan. I'm not going to freak out this time.

[ Her number one fetish is...

He feels sick in that moment. Did he cause it? Was a result of how she was raised by their fucking mother? Was it a result of that asshole she tried to marry? Was it all her slutting around in high school? The fury builds in his heart for a long moment, but even as it's building, because he's fucked up, his scent is leaking out, swirling around the room as he finds some dark part of himself he won't admit wondering if he should take pride in the idea that he damaged her.

Because that meant he left something in her which never left.

But on his face, he keeps it together, kissing her and licking around her lips ] Oh, no, you're... I've wanted to be with you forever, Nariko. That's all I wanted.

[ He deflected again, even if it was sincere. ]

[She'd answer the question if he posed it, but the fact that he just won't give her a straight answer is fucking infuriating. So rather than expound on her own weird kinks Nariko reaches up to violently pinch his cheek, the way she used to when he was a kid, the way her grandmother had done to her.]

Avoid telling me the truth one more time, Nathaniel, and I will catapult your dick out of me.

[That was definitely the Mom voice, but she lets go.] Now answer the original question.

[ Nooooo, he actually makes a petulant whining noise to her, suddenly an asthmatic child all over again. He'd been hiding so many things for so many years, secrecy is second nature to him. Him and Nariko might have been totally open with each other as children (right?) but he had shattered that bond and then she had utterly severed it. She had been willfully ignorant, and then distanced herself from him after he took action on that ignorance. And so...

So he was in a strange position here, having lied, hid, and compartmentalized his entire adult life, and he realizes that unlike when they were kids, she didn't have to do the same now. Well, not as much. She had been freed by her relationship with that man, even if he was an idiot.

Mostly an idiot. ]

I like ... I like doing it with drugs involved. It don't have to or anything, especially with you, but it's still a fetish I love a lot.

[ There's more, like how he's in withdrawal about it since his failed proposal, but. ]

[But that's exactly why it's important to catch each other in these moments, because if they kept doing what they were used to nothing would change. Nariko still isn't sure how Nathan is supposed to fit into her life but she wants him to, somehow, so they've both got to start working on their bad habits. Eventually they can get back to telling each other everything, at least that's what she hopes.

Which is why even though his kink does still fill her with the tiniest bit of fear Nariko keeps it to herself.]

And that's okay. We can - I mean, I have to make sure it's safe and then I'll ... We can try it again.

[She's going to be open to this not because it feels like an obligation but because she does love him and the source of fear is the past, not an actual objection to what he likes.]

[ He can't deny the excitement that surges through him when she says that, not felt since... well, since an hour ago or so, but before that not felt since he saw her masturbating back at the funeral, which was so fucked up of him but. But it still felt good. His pupils dilate a little, and while he tries to play it cool, that absolutely made his cock throb inside of her. Knowing that would betray him to her, he... ]

You... I mean, I'd love that. But you don't have to either.

[ Tries to be sincere. ]

I know I don't have to.

[And even if he was somehow brow beating her into it (and he never could, it's hard to believe her little brother could ever force her in any way) she couldn't really say much else. His body is far more honest, and she vaguely considers how marketable dick related polygraph tests might be.]

I want to.

[It has to stop being A Thing between them, after all. It just also has to be safe for the baby, because she won't endanger her child. ... Is now a good time to tell him about that? Maybe. But also nah.]

[ That might be a good idea. Or the whole mated to your son you don't see as your son anymore thing... thing. But all the same, he swallows hard and he...

He... He resists the urge to cry again, burying himself in kissing her again, passionately embracing her into a new make out, to have some outlet for his feelings. They should talk more too but...

You know ]

[She should probably tell him that and a whole lot more, but talking is really hard and she doesn't want to fuck up again. Nariko doesn't want to lose her brother anymore than Junko would ever stand to lose Yamato in any real sense. That's just ... Kind of how it is with siblings.

So kissing is a lot easier, and she's happy to fall into it, reaching up to hold his face, ready to brush away tears if he does cry again. He was always so much more emotional because she wasn't afforded that luxury when they were younger.

But, hey, now they can make it better, so no more complaining.]

[ He also cries at musicals. And Rom Coms. And a lot of other situations.

Really, he's a bit of a mess in general.

But all the same, reaching up and brushing him, kissing deeper like this? It's something he falls into with practiced ease, even if it was a set of lips that he was not, in fact, factually used to. He tilts his head and inhales deep of her scent. He opens his mouth a little wider and bites down on her bottom lip. He works his tongue in and brushes her own, noticing yet again the piercing thing.

Hmmm. ]

[But it'd be wrong to say that she wasn't a little attracted to messes or weirdoes or questionable types. Nariko's typeset is weird in general. The piercing is there and she doesn't think much of it, she's so used to having something in there, when she pulls away it's only to gently point out the obvious:]

I don't have to leave until morning ...

[She's still avoiding the 'I'm knocked up talk' so they can just have fun tonight, right? No need to talk about something else. Nariko will stop procrastinating eventually! Later.

Right now they both deserved a good night.]

[ He wanted, desperately her to stay the night. But even as she says it, a fear grips his heart, like he's being given too many blessings all at once. He thinks back on what he heard Masaomi say, and he breathes out, in response, ]

Yeah, but first thing. Since when are you that good with mornings?

[ Haha see! Casual. Or something ]

[She'll basically be here for the entirety of the actual night portion, though! Isn't that pretty good? But even Nariko knows better than to insist he be grateful for scraps. Neither one of them came from parents who were very good at sharing, after all.]

I'm not, that's why I have sixteen different alarms.

[And she'd probably need about ten more if they spent the rest of the night fucking around.]

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

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I like how you reply just as a code push is happening rofl

my timing is just the best ... as always .....

Hey, it's cool I'm just as ever excited to get tags from you!!

you are the nicest person ever I swear

Well you're one of my favorite thread partner people and I love this world we have

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sigh an hour later sob

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