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

[It's good that he gets into it, because otherwise she might get a little worried! He's almost exactly the same as Yamato in the very beginning.]

Mm, you think so?

[You'd really think she would have learned from the first time around but if Nariko's guilty of anything it's certainly of being too aggressive. So maybe it's not the best idea to relax the subconscious hold she keeps on her scent but she does it anyway, just slightly and with the hope that it'll be restrained to the very small area that includes herself and Fred, it's not the sort of thing she's exactly practiced at but who knows, maybe she'll get lucky here.]

Then don't look at them.

[Because she's selfish and demanding, and her scent isn't all that different.]

I... [ She's asking him not to look at his mate and his Alph--- his best friend! That's an impossible order if there ever was one, because if he was honest with himself in his heart of hearts, he was romantically attracted to both on some level. But the boy with the sandy blonde hair keeps his sky blue eyes fixed on Nariko's face, trying to show he's sincere.

And truth be told, the scent helps. He reeks of lemons now, for however much it can be felt over the two Alpha scents in the room. ]

Ah'll try, ma-- err, Nariko.

[ He was going to say ma'am he didn't think she'd like it ]

[Actually ... She can't help but laugh a bit.]

Old habits, huh?

[It doesn't really bother her one way or another. What might actually bother her is that, well, if he's more interested in the other two then it probably would have been better for her to just kind of sit it all out - though that'd be unfortunate, Charlotte's a lovely make-out partner.] Don't worry about it so much.

[He could get away with calling her 'mom' and she wouldn't care. She leans in to inhale his scent and scrape her teeth along his neck, before she goes ahead and drops to her knees. You know, at the end of the day he can be nervous while she sucks his dick - that's a situation where everyone wins.]

[ Scents are hard, okay. Scents are hard, and when she moves his eyes are timed on her, but his hormones and his synapses are firing that he must pay attention to Yamato, caught into the other boy's response to Nariko's scent. The young man swallows, and fortunately - well, he can focus on Nariko. Physicality trumps hormones, at least like this. And he can feel his cock wanting the attention, he can- ]

Sorry... erhm, sorry about that ma'am.

[ He shakes his head --- looking down at her eagerly ]

[She could tell him it's fine but, well, it is! And what better way to show that than keeping their eyes locked as she puts her lips around the head, and while it's tempting to go ahead and tease him, she goes right for the prize. Except Fred's a little special, right? He's got that curve that she hasn't seen in years and it actually gets to her a little! Unlike Yamato or Masaomi there's nothing familiar, it's an entirely new experience separate of her two mates.

So, honestly Fred? Just leave her to this, sit back and enjoy it, because once she actually gets every last inch of him down there's a little broken up moan of pure joy and she doesn't give a shit about anything except tasting his cum. Without missing a beat she draws back halfway, bobs back down in a manner that's brutal for most women, but it's how she sets up a solid, quick rhythm.]

Aaaah--- are you sure you--

[ He starts to form words, asking if she was able to get him down - if the curve wasn't too much for her! If he should move or what else he could do, but the moment she compensates for it as he feels himself sliding back a little more in her mouth and he feels the strange sensation of his cock wanting to curve upwards into the roof of her mouth and throat only to hit the back of it and by the curvature of her own mouth and throat get forced down a bit...

It's strange. It's strange, but it's also wet and feels good. Honestly, his Ma benefits from doing this in a more 69 position so that the positioning is on her side, but the brutal way that Nariko does it, he moans openly at it, his hands flopping uselessly at his sides. She's so good. ]

[It's sweet of him to worry, but the only thing that outdoes her talent with cocks is her absolute desire to beat a set expectation. Even if she had to put a bit more work into taking him she'd have still done it without appearing taxed, her pride wouldn't allow anything else. So to that moan she practically smirks through her eyes, and holds that look the whole time.

She can't go about it in the exact same way given the direction (literally) of his anatomy but thinking on the fly isn't exactly difficult. Mostly it means that she can only utilize her speed in slower bursts, and when she slips all the way back, to barely cradle the head of his dick between her lips, she moves downward a bit more slowly.

In essence, it's kind of torturous: Quick, skilled bursts or luxurious and cruel shifts.]

[ and thus, in essence, he was being edged. And Alfred was... well, it's easy to say that thus days he's nothing if not indulged. The moans grow louder, perhaps even a little pitchy as she pushes her work and he sees that expression in her eyes. They turn into pants after this continues for only a short while. Neither him nor his mother were great for endurance, and it seems this was already showing. But more to the point, he feels like he needs to - ]

Ma----'am... It's so - aaaah? Yer all kinds of -- talented here.

[If he's quick then that just means she has to keep going and he'll have to give her more! So it evens out very nicely, right? The more flustered he becomes the more he seems to wear her down - it's probably an especially horrible symptom of being that cute and nice at once. It's incredibly tempting to torture the hell out of him for hours on end but the boy is literally complimenting her while she sucks his dick, and it ends up motivating her in a weird way.

So, slightly less edging, because for the challenge that it is she can still move pretty damn quickly, and there's a whole hell of a lot to be said for closing her eyes and focusing her entire being on getting him off.]

[ Alfred Greenlie was never meant to endure something like this. His biological mate had about as much single round endurance as him, which is to say microscopic as compared to most of the Kida family. And right now he was being exposed to something else, told to pay attention to nothing but her, and whatever further attempts he makes to compliment her, say anything else or ... well, in all honesty, think of anything else now all utterly fail.

He melts. He melts by way of moaning a long, drawn out, relatively high-pitched sort of sound as he lets himself go in her mouth, going slightly crosseyed within a few seconds of her change up from the edging. Her mouth gets to have the rush of his semen, most like Koji's of anyone she might now in that it's relatively vicious ]

[No, he was probably always doomed, but frankly that's where all the fun is! Not everyone is meant to be super controlling by nature, after all. There isn't any lack of satisfaction in making Alfred cum, even knowing that it's set to happen so quickly isn't an excuse to let up until she absolutely has to, half swallowing, half pushing through despite the inevitable mess it makes on her face.

To put it nicely! She's going to do everything she can to drive him into possible sensory overload, if she has her way about it Fred might be pushing her off of his cock in a few seconds!]

[ The sensation of this was something mind blowing to Fred. It's not going to go down in his memories in the same way all his times with his mate have so far - it's not that sort of perfect - but a lot of that might be because his brain is slowly imploding. Who knows, maybe it'll leave something behind. But he's starting to doubt it. Put on the spot here, Fred tries to say something, so something - right now, though, he can't. Right now, he's basically milking him, and his fingers move incoherently near her shoulders and head. He tries to -
He moans.

He begins to drool a little. He's falling apart, and somehow, he cums a second time in as many minutes ]

[Did he just ... Yeah, he did, there's too much of it to account for just one go around. Her eyes are still closed but she can feel him pulling at her shoulders, can hear him collapsing a little from the inside out. The right thing to do involves pulling away, giving him space to collect himself. But she could also push him a little more, see how many times he can cum in one go.

The second he seems uncomfortable or truly irritated she'll stop! Really!

But it's just rude not to swallow, especially when he's being so generous with the amount! So Fred's reprieve is put on hold, somewhat indefinitely. She keeps going and going, outdoing the energizer bunny on its best day.]

[ He did, and there's more where that came from. He does cum in bursts, shooting out a little more after the main event - but not much more. Rather, influenced by the continued pressure on him, by her girth of technique... the little blip where she pauses to swallow allows him to take in a great intake of air and actually get a solid grip on her shoulders. He doesn't know if he should...

Should her push her away?

His indecision allows her to rally and get on it again, and he moans for it, his eyes starting to fail int seeing a swirls of colors. He tries...

His grip loosens, and he cums a third time for her, gasping to say or do something more ]

[If he wants to push her away, he should! If Fred actually worked up the strength to do so she'd back off like a good, mildly decent and non-sex obsessed woman. It was a role she could occasionally play at.

But it's not one she has to bother with for the moment, all Nariko has to do is keep doing what she's best at, sucking until all he's got left to give is air and a lot of hope. So that's why she keeps at it, there's no flag in enthusiasm or energy here, if anything she gets a little rougher and far less concerned with her own comfort, here.

Her hands grip his hips, tugging a little as if encouraging him to thrust, as if he might actually have the energy for that! He's already gone this far, he's got two more in him, right? That'd round it out to a good number!]

[ Fred can barely see anymore, barely hear or smell. His senses float in and out of existence, not able to center on much of anything other than the sensation she is giving him around his cock, and how much that is flowing up through his whole body. But, in trying to take in more air, he takes in a large amount of her scent, of his mate's and of Yamato's. Of his alph--

Of his best friend's?

The whole thing makes him swim in the darkness now, gasping as he tries to form her name. Feeling the tug at his hips, he weakly moves a little bit towards her mouth. He's not quite fucking her, but he's... Well, he might get to it. Mostly he's just out of it, groaning as he builds up again. He's moaning, and ...

And he might make it that far ]

[This is almost outright fascinating in so many ways. She never knew a teenage boy could be so docile, accepting such a fate without inevitably wanting to fuck! There should really be a case study on Alfred Greenlie. But considering that it really sounds like he's about to fall apart from the inside she takes the faintest amount of pity on him and pulls away. With how weak his grip is in comparison to her she's not expecting it to be a problem.]

Are you alright?

[Of course he isn't in the strictest sense and she knows it, and happens to be rather proud of the fact. And even though she's given him a break from her mouth she's just replaced it with her hand.]

[ Did she say something...?

... He's not sure if she said something. He's pretty sure that there's something to be said there, but he can't quite understand her words or form his own words. He licks his lips, his tongue hanging out uselessly from his mouth as his eyes roll around in his head, trying to focus on her. His cock is throbbing, twisting a little in her hand. He-- ]

Eeemmmmmoood. Sssssuuuuukkkmooo.

[ Was that words?

It was more a groan than anything, but he rocks his hips a little. ]

[Those weren't words, they were elongated noises, possibly sex oriented noises. This whole time, despite the fact that he's apparently lost a vital function of his brain, he's still hard! If the kid had a dominate bone in his body then he might almost give Yamato the smallest cause for concern!

But since there's no fun to be had there Nariko lets him rock into her hand, but she doesn't go back to blowing him, and a wild guess says that he might have been saying something to that effect with that noise.]

What was that? I didn't catch it.

[She can be such an asshole.]

[ Such an asshole. He groans again, and reaches out with a hand, fumbling for something to do- something t touch and reach onto. In the end, he manages to pull on one of her cheeks, getting hold of their flesh on her face, and trying to pull it back towards his cock. He wants--

No, no, he needs more. He needs to become a mess, and even if she was in control, he was enjoying it, still hard and still needy. ]

Come on now, you can at least use your words!

[Or whatever counts for words with him right now. She doesn't move out of his sloppy hold but she does pull her head back a little so that if he wants her any nearer to his dick he's really going to have to yank or pull at her to make that happen. Because while it's tempting to give into every instinct Masaomi has cultivated in her to service a hard dick, it's much more fun to resist that for the time being.]

Try again.

[ Nooooo. He--

He shifts the grip on her cheek, using the fact she needed to open her mouth to speak to put one finger inside of her mouth, catching her cheek between his fingers, now with his hand partially in her mouth. Again, he tries to yank her, and he groans out, now sounding a little more like words- ]

Ssuuucmmeee.

[When she laughs it's kind of an awkward sound, considering where he's grabbing! But this is just weirdly endearing.]

So you can speak!

[Just barely, but it still counts.] I guess that's enough for now.

[So rejoice, Alfred, you don't have to guide her back to your dick now, she returns willingly, and she's even gracious enough to take him whole, no teasing or preamble involved! See what you get when you listen?]

[ A part of him feels like he's being mocked, and that part of him does try to apologize and get indignant all at once. Both of those fail utterly though other than to make his facial expression crystalize into something weirdly bashful for a moment. The young man smiles down at her with some trepidation, but mostly...?

He's glad to pant again, taking the hand up to his - well, it smears whatever saliva he got on his fingers on the side of her head and moans as he's pushed back to the brink ]

[Oh no, if he was being mocked he'd really be able to tell. There wouldn't be any confusion about that. Really, she's just amused by the whole thing, more than turned on or wet, it's just cute all around. By now he's earned her mouth and all the talent that comes with it. She's no less restrained than earlier, she sucks hard and quick, swirling her tongue along the curve of his length, fucking him down her throat avidly.

It's almost a shame he's not in his head enough to truly appreciate it.]

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