masanari | [Futurelandia] It's April and We're under the sheets.

[ They both love him.

His smile is so warm as he forces his tongue outside of Junko's mouth, finding that she bit down on it and almost stopped him from holding it in her mouth. Charlotte, he squeezed her ass again, signaling some level of apology... but then an idea hit him. He nodded to himself, and then came to a good idea! It's something which he was going to have to be careful about, but, hey. ]

Here I was going to make you guys show off for me more.

[ He nods to himself, and kissing Charlotte one more time, he turns to Junko, and he makes to pick her up into his arms. He's pretty sure he can pull that off, and he was going to lead her to-- that bar counter over there! ]

Charlotte, please walk with us! I'll make sure to fuck you both.

[Well that's - Alright then. Junko isn't all that heavy to begin with despite her new boobs so it's nowhere near impossible, but it's still kind of amazing that he even went through the effort. She makes a little squeaking noise and holds onto him while Charlotte is understandably confused.]

This'll be interesting.

[The counter can be used for a variety of positions, but she can't imagine how he's supposed to manage both of them at once.

Junko doesn't give a single shit, she's close enough to lick and bite at his ear, and trail down to his neck where she really digs her teeth into him, whimpering as her scent keeps building onto itself. The entire bottom floor of this house is going to smell like cocaine-espresso.]

Well, I'm going to need to get used to this, right? After all, if I'm going to be - I mean. Control everyone here, I'm going to have to be used to fucking three or more people at once.

[ And the rest of the house might smell like Roses, if that fleeing girl was any indication earlier. Hell, there might also be a Maple fiefdom unless Tiffany or Fred can deal with that. All the same, once they're at the counter, Yamato forces Junk from his grip, grinning as he needs to pull her back from biting him and laying her flat down on it, on her back. He grins at Charlotte, and he motions for her to get up on the counter too. It's too high of counter to fuck right into them at ground level, but he can at least do something. ]

You're both so hot.

[Basically it's just a house of shameless sex.

Junko doesn't go easily as expected but Yamato does eventually get her on the marble counter, it's so cold against her overheated skin that it almost makes her flinch. Both of Charlotte's eyebrows skyrocket up, but is she supposed to be on top of Junko like some kind of hot chick sandwich or just next to her? It's a question she asks with her expression and we'll just assume she follows directions correctly, there.]

And waiting to be fucked! [Charlotte laughs.]

Be patient.

[Junko huffs.]

[ Next to her. And...

And it's time to be ambitious. Yamato Grins, and winking at Junko, he then rapidly pulled her lower body down so that he upper body would still rest on the counter, but supporting her hips he could shove his cock into her. He doesn't hesitate at all, knowing how much she needed this and how much she wanted it. He just plows right into her, and takes that tim to respond, ]

Of- course!

[ As for Charlotte, he tries, once he thinks he secured the position - to reach a hand out to pinch at her thigh, moving down towards between her legs ]

[So that's his game! It's not bad at all, or if nothing else it works out incredibly well for Junko, who makes a sound which isn't even human the second Yamato pushes right on in there. It's undoubtedly relieved though, and she squirms and tries to lift her hips that much more.]

Alpha! [It's good, so good, so, so good and she's done for, there's no logical thinking coming out of her. Junko's so overwhelmed with the pleasure she kept begging for that she really can't help being reduced to overstimulated tears.

On a normal day this isn't a scene that might move Charlotte all that much, but when Yamato just touches her skin she's exhales violently, having no idea that she was holding her breathe in the first place. Junko, in the same vein as her mother, has a way of making rabid desperation look really appealing.]

Junko! Thank you so much for setting this up! [ Alpha. ] And that's right! I am your Alpha!

[ He laughs in joy at this, loving the way Junko looks so needy, loving, passionate, and yes, rapid. That desperation is something she wears well, and as he impales her with his cock, seeking to make her go insane and make her tits bounce too, he gets all the more joy as he works his hips like a practiced showman. Or at least a boy with a rally big dick who has finally gained some confidence in using the thing. He groans as he digs in in has her bounce on it.

All the while, his hand pinches a few more places on Charlotte, before he plunges two - no, three- three fingers into her cunt. ]

And you, what about you, Charlotte?

[Later she's going to hear that 'thank you' and be incredibly touched that he was at least willing to acknowledge how much work went into this whole thing. Right now that's entirely moot, a series of useless words strung into equally useless thoughts. Junko's just a crying, begging mess. It'd be awkward to try and reach his arms or neck so she braces on the counter, meeting every thrust whether it strains her or not.]

Of course, of course, of course wh-why would you be anything else, my perfect, godly Alpha ... [She's far too dazed and brainless to be saying this for his benefit. Even if it's only an aspect that exists in moments like these the words are genuine, and coming entirely from Junko herself.]

I think I'm being outdone a little!

[Charlotte hasn't been at the end of her patience like this in a long time, because she's nearly ready to shove Junko out of the way and put herself in the younger woman's place.]

It's not like I can blame her for being such an excitable little bitch. You have that effect on women.

[Herself included, obviously.]

[ Junko's stream out of her lips like this is more than enough to make him shiver in delight, to make him moan and almost regret his greater plan here, knowing he might cut her off from a full apex of pleasure. But he resolves that this is fine, groaning as he tries to make her cum before him, impaling her and thrusting up into her with reckless abandon. His hands are too full to do much more to tease her, but he shifts his face to rest by her chest as he looks at Charlotte so he can at least brush against Junko's tits.

Godly Alpha... ]

Well, if you're such a little bitch, Charlotte, why don't you tell me how you want it?

[ He wants to hear more from Junko too, but he somehow suspects she wail it out either way, he picks up the pace with his hand into the blonde ]

[At least he's got something to look forward to when they're alone! She misses Rin and wants to be fucked and watching Charlotte and Fred be all lovey just made it worse. Honestly, if he's willing to pay her attention she's more than willing to give it back in huge spades. But right now she's pretty happy to get that much closer to an incredibly well earned orgasm.

Charlotte is a different picture entirely, but only because she's never been the wild abandon type. Her pulse jumps when he calls her that and somehow her already red cheeks are practically crimson between the fingers in her, the wetness of her cunt, it's difficult to keep from begging him to bang her first. Junko's young, she can stand to be more patient!]

From behind, on all fours if that's what you want! As long as I'm allowed to have your cock nothing else matters!

[ Oh... oh she blushed more? That was cute. That was cute enough that while he in no way hesitates with fucking Junko into mindless orgasm, he also can't help but feel his heart flutter even in the midst of his elevated pulse for fucking her. He groans, and then closes his eyes, just to open them with a somewhat stronger expression for Charlotte.

From behind and on all fours? It's interesting, really, how all three girls in this room wanted simple things as long as it was his cock. He wonders if Charlotte has internalized him being her alpha. Or "master," even if she's usually pretty good about saying it ]

Charlotte... If you're-- a mewling bitch! I need you to scream for me. And tell me how you need- it.

[If anything it was a testament to his overall effect. Jasmine just had a chance to do something new so she'd jumped at it, but Charlotte and Junko aren't exactly creative right now because, really, all that counts is being with him at all. Case in point, Charlotte could easily stand up to being fingered but the amount of pleasure that's coming from it now is unnatural, the direct result of having to wait so long.

So while she couldn't quite give a scream (yet), if Yamato wanted to hear the result of his actions Charlotte was more than willing to do that. Between her indulgent moaning and Junko's apparently endless cries you'd think there was an orgy going on in the living room.]

I - [It was hard to think of how she wanted something when that didn't matter, but there was an underlying need to please him, and she couldn't just ignore that.] I need! I need to follow my master's cock like a good whore - [Hearing such incredibly frank words out of Charlotte of all people was enough to even catch Junko's attention, and she looked briefly alarmed before that passed.] I need you, I need my Alpha, I --

[At least she's a fun mess.]

[ He wondered, in some dark corner of his mind, if the greed that h had been feeling lately, that lustful greed, the need to claim everyone and how right now, the fact he was fucking these women so relentlessly just made him want to go on after he was done with them and fuck everyone else in the house in turn... if that was some sort of generic traits of Alphas. He'd always thought he was some nice, considerate guy and the whole forceful thing was Koji's deal, but he wondered if Koji would operate how some corner of his mind is telling him he should be, a nerve which is pinched now even as he sees both of them and has a desire to make them nice and useless before going in some semicircle around the house in a mad dash to cement his claims.

It was impossible... right?

Right...?

He groaned, his cock throbbing even inside of Junko. It seemed, somehow, that it grew bigger or at least more blood surged into the thing. That was probably also impossible, but maybe it's just that he felt hotter. He gave a hard thrust up, impaling the young woman even as he dug deeper into Charlotte. He...

He intended to make Junko cum and then switch, that had been his plan. He wondered if he or her or any of them would last. He didn't want to unfairly make Charlotte last, but maybe that wouldn't be so bad. ]

S-see? See, Charlotte, that's good! Keep- aaah. Please keep going.

[ And he grinnd at Junko, leaning in to kiss her briefly even through her screaming. That was her song of praise, right? ]

[If he ever thought to ask Nariko or even Charlotte they'd probably tell him that he was on the right track. An Alpha was defined by their pack, their values reflected in the people that they chose and that were drawn to them. With that came an unbelievable desire to almost conquer - and that Yamato came from at least one parent who wielded an unyielding sense of greed to their favor pretty much set him on his path.

Junko sure as hell wasn't complaining about it, because there was no more wondering - she came without warning, barely working out Alpha somewhere between their lips as she trembled around him.]

Please, please - it hurts - Alpha ... [That he could turn a grown, perfectly able woman to such obnoxious need was beyond impressive for a young man that was still growing into his role. Whether he's exactly prepared to deal with Charlotte realizing that Junko is (very) temporarily fucked out.]

Isn't it my turn?

[She almost looks petulant.]

[ Conquest was something which... could he even say it didn't come naturally to him? Maybe it was natural t him and it had been something he had repressed for years upon years because he thought he was too much of a loser to make an impression on much of anyone. He knows, but all he knows is that with an affectionate kiss on her chin, the young man hefted Junko up and off his cock once he felt her cum, and onto the counter, laying her down on her back, fluids leaking out of her freely. He might well come back to her, but for now?

For now, Charlotte was right.

He groaned, looking over at her now with a raging erection and hungry eyes, breaking the very short distance between them a he pulled his fingers out of her. He made to flip her around on the counter, inteding to fuck her opposite of Junko, where charlotte's upper body's front would be braced against it while the lower half hung off and was impaled.

... She was so cute like this, he can't help but think. ]

I don't keep my girls waiting. Don't worry.

[ And with that statement, well.

He rams his cock up into her. ]

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[It's really more than alright, the pressure that came with controlling herself for long and remaining near Charlotte who'd been just as pent up was more than enough to practically wipe her out entirely. Junko's stamina was pretty admirable considering her age but this is it for her. If he wants to fuck Charlotte he can go for it, Junko closes her eyes and literally falls asleep right there.

It'd actually be kind of funny if not for the intensity of the situation.]

'Your girls'.

[She repeats it affectionately because it's sweet and cute and the only thing that makes her happier in that moment is the fact that he's finally inside of her and Charlotte really and truly cries with joy. Even though she's lost quite a bit of control here Charlotte still manages to lift her hips, doing her best to meet him.]

Alpha. [It's a high pitched whine, its frequency so high that the word might be unintelligible until she repeats it.] Alpha!

[There's enough reverence in the word to say everything she doesn't quite have the strength for just yet. Maybe the fact that he was her Alpha wasn't as deeply embedded just yet but it's getting there.]

[ His girls. ... Actually, he should say that out loud. He was utterly focused on Charlotte now, ignoring Junko for a bit to give the blonde her due attention entirely. But he licked his lips and, ]

Mine. All my girls.

[ His girls! That's something he likes to say, and after how Charlotte was much more resistant to this Alpha idea than say, Olivia or Junko (or hell, even Fred if he was honest with himself) ... She called him master, but her heart wasn't necessarily as clear as her body or what was fun for her. And so to be affirmed like this made him moan out her name too and shift his hips so he might wedge himself in deep. This was amazing to be here.

Amazing... ]

[There's no real guarantee that she might not go back onto the defensive when this is all over but if nothing else she's completely genuine in this moment. In truth it's maybe something she wanted to wait to give him for a variety of reasons but ... Well, you really can't plan life, best to deal with it later on.

Right now the world has zeroed down to his cock, the angle of her body and a river of blonde hair skewed all over the place. She can see her own locks when her eyes decide to work, rather than wear the lustful blissed out expression that's becoming ridiculously common with him.]

Please cum in me, I wanna be used by my Alpha, all yours, I'm - yours!

[... Actually, even if she tries to turn around and say it's the pregnancy hormones or the moment it's not going to work. She's just a little too convincing, here.]

[ . . . Oh man.

Oh, man, that ... That made his heart swell. Well, his heart and his cock. Even if he was doing it with an obviously pregnant woman, he couldn't help but smile just a little bit broader, move just a little bit more forcefully, and he groaned as he rammed her, adjusting his grip so as to dig his nails into her back ]

I'll use you... I - [ No that was more like his dad, so! ] I'll make sure both of us end up happy at the end of this! Or maybe you won't- ! Be able to think anything.

[ Alpha... ]

That's fine, it's fine - as long as it's you, my master!

[Her usual drawl has become high pitched and mutated, speeding up so violently that no one would have blamed Yamato if he had trouble figuring out what she was actually saying in the heat of the moment. It didn't matter if he used her, if he threw her into any position or said any awful, debasing, humiliating thing or the other. Later it would be a concern but as she registered the bite of his nails and his cock dug into her like their lives depended on it ...

There wasn't a difference between her mate and Alpha.]

Cum - Master, can I cum?

[Better to ask permission than forgiveness later on.]

[ The Orgasm Control kink, and her back to properly calling him master... Both of those are huge turn ons, reminding him of his own mate, but also assuring him that he was being allowed his glorious future that he pictured, that this could be a reality. That he could live in a house with Nariko and Junko, that that Rin guy could visit and maybe eventually move in, that he could look over the window and see the ocean on the horizon, and that down the street there might be more souls who were moored in his harbor; Fred and Charlotte in one, and then going down the block there would be Tiffany, and Olivia, and Robin, and maybe some others he didn't conceive of as bing his yet. Certainly tat Mya girl and Jasmine too, actually.

And he pictured going down that block, and kissing each of them, brushing the foreheads of the numerous children that would reside there, a testament to their greater family and community. And how at least one of them in each household would have his eyes...

It was a grand, greedy dream. But basking in the glow of it, his cock hardened inside of her and it was all he could do not to cum then and there. But something in him told him to hold back just a bit more, and though fit to burst, he groaned and dug his nails in harder one more time before he grunt-whispered out to her, giving a particularly hard thrust up into her, ]

Cum-- for me! Charlotte!

[He wouldn't have to wait long she only needed the first syllable, just a little bit of approval to give up entirely. She had messed up, of course, but she had also waited a long, long while and done her best to make up for it, for her perceived weakness. So when she came it was without reservation or concern, it was the same instinctual scream that was often reserved - hell, only possible through - for her mate. There was no guilt nor lingering thoughts, only a loyalty and growing love that would ultimately fit into the very image Yamato lived out in the moment.

Charlotte squirted, making a shameless mess that didn't suit her stepford smile, but certainly went along with her flushed cheeks and the backward grind of her hips. She rode her orgasm out on his cock, still whimpering his title over and over again like a prayer.

Literally no one was paying attention to her, but Junko grinned at them.]

[ On an incredibly shallow level, in the back of his mind, or at least in some dark part of it which was formulating some insane plan to go find Robin, Tiffany, Olivia, and Mya and go fuck the shit out of all of them right now - was proud of the fact that he had managed not to cum even as Junko lost her mind for him and now Charlotte was doing the same. He held her tight as he rammed into her that last time, impaled deep and unable to pull out even if he wanted to. After all, her muscles were constricting him inward even as juices exploded out and flowed freely. He shifted his arms into an embrace, holding her tight to him with only a little resting against the counter.

This lasted a small eternity, enough for him to hear the litany of "masters" that she was letting out for him. And he smiled, panting against her even as she collapsed. And finally, he nodded to himself as her movement began to subside, lifted her back up onto the counter - and before setting her down and kissing her lightly on the lips. He grins, and then slides out of her-

Before noticing Junko is aware of him! ]

[He's now three for three. Jasmine, Junko, and now Charlotte! Two made a complete and utter mess, and the third a partially recovered one that now blinks up at him, equal parts lazy cat and concerned pack mate. Charlotte whimpers a little when Yamato leaves her and she's even so desperate as to pull at him a little, as if there's some vague hope of changing his mind.

The middle Kida child has raised her brow, but she hasn't quite moved yet, even though she's still reeking espresso at the edges.]

You didn't cum.

[Which, frankly, she's going to assume was on purpose.]

Hm? [Wait ... Is Junko right? Of course she is, so-]

I wanted it to be even for you two.

[ And f he came for one of them but not the other, that would be bad! Or even, really, if he came for one and then the other it would show a certain level of favoritism or ... something, right?

Or at least, that's the Badass Line he had prepared for her, breathy and flushed as he looked down at her with somthing he hoped was a reassuring grin.

As much as one could when you cock was rock hard, dripping with fluid from more than one woman, and dribbling out a small river of precum at the end ]

Oh then please do! Let's discuss it

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okay I have to pass out now but I will be back tomorrow!

Good night!!

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Also I was rereading the funeral skype part and I totally forgot Veronica and Yamato fucked there

They did and it was beautiful because I lowkey ship them

They should interact again, that would be pretty good.

It would be so dangerous considering Yamato's apparent need to just have everything

It would!! But like what a good test and it would be delicious

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