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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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[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.]

And I'm going to end up hearing at least a dozen of those until you get going.

[ At this point, casual was turning into teasing, trying to pretend that they could be "normal" now. It's hard to be normal when he was with her, or even in the new environment... But all the same, he inhaled deep and kisses one cheek and then the other. He brushes her hair back a little. ]

You could always just wake me up right when you do, and it might spare us both some suffering.

[Nariko couldn't begin to guess what there was to pretend about, this felt right, it felt like how they were supposed to be and act except now they weren't lying about a pretty intense mutual attraction! But the topic does begin to seem out of place when he touches her like that and she can't help how quickly her smile changes from amused to gentle.]

Let's just enjoy it, okay?

[She didn't know how she was going to make this work. She didn't know how she was going to tell him about Yamato's child, already growing in her. But it had taken so long to get here and weren't they both tired? It was okay to just let it be.]

[ It was the fact that this did feel so natural which was horrifying, okay! After all, she had a husband... well, mate ... and children ... one of which she was fucking ... and he was her brother! And years and years of convincing himself that his attractions and therefore his personage was deeply disgusting doesn't break overnight. He still felt that deep inside himself and making him panic when he lets his mind go any further than the edge of the bed they were in. He brushes his had against hr own, kissing her several more times. He nuzzles in and reaches his hands up to run then down her chest and hips again.

Enjoy it... ]

Oh... yeah. I'm enjoying. It. I'm loving that I'm here with you.

Good.

[If he's still caught on all that then parts of this might still be incredibly difficult later on. It's probably a good thing that she's not aware of his thoughts right now because despite how quickly all of this happened, despite that less than a year ago she was a perfectly normal housewife ... It's all normal. She has two mates and one is her son who knocked her up! What's so bad about that?

She doesn't notice his panic, maybe because she doesn't want to. It's so much easier to kiss the night away.]

[ How do you respond to that? He's not really sure about it, but he instead just laughs and kisses her two of three more times, brushing his hands over her skin and nuzzling into her. He exhales her name onto her skin, and inhales deep of her scent.

It's odd, how her scent isn't ...

Anything. But it's also everything. ]

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

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