masanari | [Midlandia] Just One Note

[Well, she can't see him so the complete irritation continues to be the fact that he's not reacting, not touching her, and the vague sense that even if she did know how to harness an ability that's existed in future Alphas for millennia he wouldn't be affected by it in the way she wants him to. It's kind of a principle of the matter thing.

But she's not going to stop and answer Mikado right now, his answer is the gentle drawback, so that her lips barely held the tip of his cock before she rams all the way back down. Yes it is amazing! But just enjoy it, man!

Especially since she's speeding up so she can either beat the ever loving snot out of Masaomi or ride his dick until he's begging her to let him cum. If there's a middle option then she's genuinely unaware of it.]

[ Was Masaomi playing a long con here?

Even he wasn't sure, but if he was asked, he would... lie. But he would lie to himself and say he was, at least!

Mikado, though? Mikado's caught in the middle and paying all the consequences and all the benefits of it at the same time. He groans openly as she speeds up, knowing he won't last, embracing every bit of movement she makes against him. His glasses feel foggy, but maybe that's just his head, his vision... ]

Nariiii....

[ Three, two, one...

He's going to cum, tightening up and probably on one of her movements down, invited to blow it down her throat ]

[It's really a shame that she's too wound up to appreciate the way he draws out her name that way! But when it happens she doesn't half-ass a single thing, she swallows, and is careful to lick upward. She might not be able to cook, but she can clean up really well!]

Better, right?

[God, she's fucking wet and that asshole is still behind her but also Mikado. Is this hell? Is this double-boyfriend hell-heaven?]

Now stay there while I figure something out, okay? [She really should stop ordering people around, but even though it's difficult to move around in this cramped space she still manages to face Masaomi. She clearly debates yelling, throwing a fit, or punching him.

But then she sees his boner.]

Ahh, you must have been bored, you're so put together! [What's that saying ... Kill with kindness? Drive boys nuts with it? Maybe something like that.]

[ Mikad didn't even stand a chance. He blinked at her in the aftermath and breathed out "okay" in a weak voice before slumping down. He scent is still going nuts in an enclosed space like this, he might just get a boner before she turns around again. That said, at least he can recover now and savor that feeling ]

[ Masaomi doesn't opens his eyes, but she can hear that she's turned to face him. He's red all over his face, has a raging erection, and has that same red coloring going up to his ears. In short, his body has totally betrayed him. But he can be a col guy, even in this moment, he can drive her crazy in a way he's pretty sure that Mikado can't!

Even if he knows Mikado has other strengths he couldn't hope to match.

It's a give and take sort of thing. Still, he lifts a hand, and without looking at her, he gives a thumbs up before super cheekily he replies, ] No, no, it's more like I became one with the buddha!

[See, the thing about that is he's relying on her inability to adapt, and while Nariko isn't always the sharpest tool in the box, she's far from stupid, and when she wants something she can be ridiculous and shameless. It's a far more concerning combination than most people would realize.]

Ah, is that it ...

[She doesn't even pretend to understand what he's talking about. For her it's not the point. The point is that she leans in real close and she embraces every part of herself that wants a dick shoved into her overbearingly wet cunt. It's the desire to be fucked without quite giving into submission just yet - she will, maybe, if it's him, but not yet. Not when he won't even try. - and it's what helps push out that dominant part of that makes Stuff happen.]

Oh no, I thought you'd wanna fuck me until I was a happy mess like our boyfriend over there! What, is it not enough that I forgave you, Masaomi? You don't wanna stuff your cum in me? Mm, or maybe you'd rather spill it all over my face ... Or my boobs?

[Her voice is a well honed purr the whole time, she keeps herself evened out even if it's driving her nuts. Her lips still trail over his neck and up to his ear where she scraps her teeth and then nips so carefully it might not even feel like much of anything.]

Edited 2016-06-12 05:59 (UTC)

[ ... Well fuck.

Masaomi's elaborate plan here (such as it were) either is completed or crumbles the moment that she leans in on him and whispers, depending on your perspective. Namely, he opens his eyes the moment that she ghosts over his ears, looking her over with a naked hunger, and as she leans over him, his scent is released. Going through puberty, he doesn't have much control over it and he's not even sure what to do with it yet, but the whole thing shoots out of him, working to combat hers in their enclosed space and demanding submission of everyone in the area.

Still, his voice is far weaker than the scent might imply ]

A---ahahah. That would be a pretty dramatic read of me, NariNari-chan? Are you perhaps trying to seduce me, or just toying with me in the first place...

[Talk about a double edged sword. On the one hand she got the reaction she wanted: He very clearly wants her back, he can't even speak straight! But she's hit with his effect much more thoroughly than she'd like. Very suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere to her, Nariko really just wants to lie down and offer up every part of herself and she doesn't quite comprehend why. That's the result of coming from a monogamous household, and having zero examples of an Alpha of any kind or either gender.

So the quality of his tone almost doesn't count because she weakens for a bit, and has to violently try to compose herself.]

How could I ever toy with someone who became one with a god? I'm only lamenting all the things I thought you'd wanna do with me before achieving nirvana! I wanted to do it from behind again, maybe at school or on the way home, and we haven't even fooled around in Mikado's room, yet.

[It's killing her to be so calm, it feels like her insides are threatening to drop out, and she's never wanted to be touched, to have something inside of her as badly as she does now. Even yesterday was nothing compared to this. She's putting up a better front, but if he doesn't snap first and go for her then she's done, and she'll have lost for good.]

[ If he were more in control - more clever, more able to get his scent under his own power and exploit it better he might be able to pull off more tricks than just pushing it down, like he had been until now. But with it out in the open like this, and with her own pumping as much if not more than his (and with Mikado out and out whimpering now as he gets hard again) it's basically impossible for Masaomi to hold back anything at this point.

He loves this sparring, loves the little dialogue she was doing-

He wants to quip back at her, but that little mewl of her voice just makes his dick that much harder, and he can't possibly take it anymore. And so wit ha frustrated growl and a mad look in his eyes, the young man lurches forward, collects himself, and then grabs hold of both of her shoulders to pin her down on the floor of the little hideout they were in (part of her perhaps ending up on Mikado's lap) and forcefully making to pull aside her pants and yank down his own pants, planning to just shove himself right in her.

Condoms, what condoms ]

[It's almost a relief when he moves because he was really pushing her down to the wire. She's vaguely alarmed by the look in his eyes, as if she wasn't the one to cause it, as if it weren't only fair, but that passes quickly. Now that he's cracked first all the fight seems to drain out of her, and she goes down without an ounce of fight. If anything she scrambles to help him with her clothes - thank goodness she chose a dress for this date because it means she just has to lift her skirt, because why wear panties?

When he's in her, though, the guttural noise she makes is absolutely inhuman. It's not the sound of a vaguely-there Alpha, just a bitch in heat, one that's shuddering and panting underneath him. She can't even manage to say his name right now, all that comes out is another odd noise, this time more high-pitched, needy.

Really, fuck him for making such a mess of her, but she'll give him shit for it later. Right now she's never wanted someone so much in her life.]

[ Again, were he older, more in control, he might have said something clever or sexy here, maybe some word of ownership or to exploit the fact that she clearly got more submissive or at least more needy the moment his cock rammed into her. But he doesn't, because he can't manage that. All he can manage is ramming his dick up in her and roughly setting a pace to try to quench his maddeningly need to fuck her. All he can do is thrust and grunt, his lips brushing over her own and her neck as he dissolves into pants and moans.

His hands pin her to the floor - his eyes basically see nothing. His scent pulses.

And the whole while, Mikado whimpers under the pressure of both of them, his own dick rock hard again and barely able to see straight ]

[He didn't have to be older or more in control, and he absolutely did not need to comment on her sudden change in reaction. It was confusing enough as it was, and she didn't need the extra flack. Really, all she needed was the utterly determined way that he fucked her. It was bare bones and instinctual, two idiot teenagers rutting at each other because they couldn't help it anymore.

But that was the kind of desperation she seemed to thrive off of. By now it seems she can't even hope to push out her own scent, she gives in to his fully, keeps making those strange, high pitched noises that don't sound right in her throat.

And even though Masaomi's driving her to a quickie orgasm her hand still tries to seek out Mikado's dick so she can at least stroke him. They're all a mess, might as well be in it together.]

[ Mikado...

Masaomi, through the haze of the moment, follows Nariko's arm, trying to see where where hand is groping over to. It's then he sees their boyfriend, straining himself over there. Remembering something Nariko said or at least he imagined, Masaomi lurches forward with his most recent thrust, placing one hand firmly on Nariko's collarbone, but the other roughly tugging Mikado's collar to lurch the boy over to them. The stumbling movement Mikado makes puts his butt and hips more or less by Nariko's face, and his own face near Masaomi's. And before any words are said, the taller boy pulls Mikado in to kiss him.

It's clumsy, and he'll need to break to moan, but he might as well enter him into this.

After all, he owns both of them.

(Wait, he does? Does his scent say that...?) ]

[Nariko didn't belong to anyone, and she'd probably say as much if Masaomi really dared to bring that up. They were just dating, and how could she run around doing as she liked if she ~belonged~ with someone? No, Masaomi didn't own so much as a square inch of her ass, not that anyone would believe that while she was busy taking his dick as if it was her soul's calling.

And since Mikado's been shoved closer she's entirely capable of getting him off, but that ends up taking a back seat because they kiss. And it's ... Honestly, it ends up feeling like something she shouldn't be watching at all, and there's an incredibly strange moment where she bottoms out entirely, it's so easy to be jealous and to let that overwhelm everything, especially her desire for sex. But it's just for a second, and she picks up like a song that's been paused, switched back to play.

But while they kiss she angles and twists her body to sort of get her mouth around Mikado's cock. She ... Won't interrupt them, otherwise.]

[ It's mikado who breaks the kiss first, needing air and not even sure how to respond to the fact that his brother just kissed him like that while they were on top of Nariko. Should be apologize to Nariko, or - or could he even think of anything other than- ]

Fuck.

[ A sentiment Masaomi echos in the form of - ]

Fuck.

[ And he then grins at Nariko, as if to ask her if that was good for her - but then she's gobbling up Mikado's dick, and the sight of that makes him snort and dig his cock into her that much more, harder and planning to drill her - it seems to almost get bigger inside of him as his scent becomes the dominant force in the room ]

[While she meant well here maybe another blowjob was kind of a bad idea, because it's difficult to moan around a whole sizable enough amount of flesh in her mouth, but she also can't be quiet, either. It means she's caught between an impending orgasm and weirdly mangled noises, and you'd think she wouldn't want to make Mikado come as much as she wants to herself, but here they are and she can't make a decision!

So Mikado or Masaomi have to make it for her. One of then has to come or say something because right about now she's a little too pleased to remain a giving little fuckdoll between them.]

[ A giving little fuckdoll is a glorious thing though, and what fourteen year old boy wouldn't want to embrace that? For a long moment, both boys are more than content as their continue this... but then both notice her starting to gag or choke with the moans against Mikado's dick. And so Mikado scoots back to try to pull out of her mouth. He's so regretful to do that... but. ]

Should let--- her scream

Yeah.

[ Masaomi groans, and he gives Mikado an apologetic look but looks back down at Nariko ]

Scream.

[Whether it's for a valid reason or not she doesn't appreciate losing the task, but she's not in a position to drag him back, so her lips are parted uselessly and there's a particularly upset whine that crawls out of her throat. She gives Mikado a look that could easily be interpreted as very, genuinely hurt!

But Masaomi hardly needs to tell her to scream, because now there's nothing better task for her mouth.]

Ma-a-sa -- [She's not trying to say his nickname this time! His name is just too complicated but she wants to say it, in fact she wants to say a lot of things but they just come out jumbled and useless. One hand reaches out to grip at Masaomi's arm or around his middle - the other is searching out Mikado's hand, at least.

For a girl that doesn't belong to anyone she's sure as hell very attached to them.]

Nari--! Nari!!

[ clearly, he's a bastion of articulation as well here, his hands digging into her chest and collarbone even as he continues to fuck her, tugging a bit on the fabric of the clothing left there, enjoying this feeling and his scent going mad at this feeling, like he's accomplishing something, like it's the first logical step here. And his best bro is with him too.

Said friend, incidentally, has taken off his glasses and given her an apologetic look back through a bleary set of eyes, and is now stroking his cock with one hand even as the other firmly takes her own ]

[She can't do it. There's an awful sensation that comes with knowing it'll end, that she can't hope to stop her body from doing what it demands, but the immediate pleasure that follows is so genuinely mind blowing for her that soon enough she's not mentally there enough to even recall being upset. Maybe it's giving into his scent or the fact that they're out in public where anyone could hear them or that Mikado is nearby or five hundred other things. But it feels like she can't control her body, even the genuine screaming is out of her control and she can't stop.

Nariko grips Mikado's hand as she trembles, gushing between them and crying over pleasured tears. She's a mess but it's the most rapturous thing in the world. Would it really be so bad if she spent the rest of her life between them? Letting them do whatever they wanted with her no matter how difficult or demeaning or mean it was? It doesn't feel like it, in that moment she loves them so much it feels like an added physical sensation.

So it's probably no wonder that she looks dazed as fuck as it begins to ebb away even slightly.]

Nari---! Nari...! I'm-- gotta cum!

[ So he's going to keep using her - even if this orgasm, this mind blowing screams which no doubt means dozens of people noticed them or the explosion of her scent or the gushing coming out of her vagina ... well, all of that's got him on the edge too, but it makes him feel that much more vindicated as he looks down over and continues one or two more thrusts before he himself cums, gasping for air and going cross-eyed as he releases his load inside of her.

What's condoms?

Meanwhile, Mikado beats himself off furiously. He'd like to be inside of her too - it's so mean he's not! But he feels her firm hand, and he squeezes her back, And when she screams, as she grips that much harder - he scoots a little, pulling his jerking off hand over her face- and much like them... he cums. He shoots his spunk all over her face ]

[Condoms are dumb because she gets it on both ends, one way or another, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. Masaomi cums in her and it's hot and warm, feels like it's everywhere, an almost pacifying force and then the same heat is on her face, smells and feels completely different. Getting a face full of jizz is demeaning and filthy and she loves it. Even the way she licks her lips - slow, because her energy hasn't come back yet - seems oddly appreciative.

So there they are, three complete messes, and she's trying to suffocate the part of her that wants to be a good bitch and keep pleasing and keep obeying the most dominant force between the three of them.

But she's not doing a very good job at all, since her legs are still kind of wrapped around Masaomi. Nothing exists but this small space and a noted gratefulness that nothing got into her eyes.]

[ She looks, smells, and sounds so erotic right now. Mikado does too, gasping on top of her as he leans forward, lurched over her. And Masaomi...

Masaomi has known something was awakening in him for a while now, and he wants to see how far he can go now, he feels a strong feeling, a knowledge that while he had said they were dating and he would like to continue that, there's something else going on here, something else they could be, something else he could do. And so, even as he's panting, as hie eyes narrow in on her lips licking like that, as he feels every last bit of his cum come out inside of her... ]

Do-- what I say.

[ Could he get away with saying it that directly? Mikado's breathing so hard it's hard to know if he says "nuh uh" or "okay" given how slurred it was ]

[Mikado answers, Nariko hesitates.

There's a little part of her that wants to rear its head and spit back at him, to angrily deny that he has any right to command her or tell her what to do. But that part feels so weak in this particular moment when she's ninety percent sated and cum-covered and stuck between two boys she likes on both a physical and personal level. Even in her state though, Masaomi might catch the hesitation, though he might not be savvy enough to accept that she's clearly forcing a part of herself down.

Which is fine. To be fair, Nariko doesn't know she's doing it either.]

... Okay.

[Temporarily tamed, as it were.]

[ He should command her to do something now, right? Like do a sexy dance or rock her hips more? Maybe suck off him or Mikado? but he didn't even have a command in mind, he just breathes out... ]

That's hot.

[ But a part of him also knows that it feels Right. Something about this moment feels like it was always meant to be, and he's not good at defining why he thinks that. And maybe how theatrical this all was was catching up to him, because--

It's Mikado that laughs now, between the pants ]

[She wants to groan but that sense of right is shared, for as much as Nariko would sooner harm herself than admit it out loud. In the brief second or two before Mikado laughs it feels kind of overwhelming, so she's grateful when he does it, and she finds the strength to turn onto her side and sort of clean her face up.]

I need the napkins out of my purse, jerks.

[It's said very affectionately as she tries to safely clear her eyes.]

And my mirror.

[This mascara was not built to withstand cum, goddammit.]

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