masanari | [Midlandia] Just One Note

[Midlandia] Just One Note

[A series of events occurred which were incredibly important and ultimately life changing.

But frankly her attention span was always rather limited. What really mattered above all else was that she and Nathan were free, and it didn't require Vergil's scolding or leaving the country. They had been adopted into this pack with considerably minimal fuss. They had a roof, food, and a way to get to and from school. The best part was that there was no one to hit her anymore, no more getting thrown left and right into walls or furniture, and Nathan no longer had to hear all the yelling and insults. They could be living in a high class sewer and Nariko would still be happy.

And while she'd made her gratuity very clear to the Alpha she's been otherwise quite normal! Nariko had survived the state of things because she knew how to control herself, how to present properly. So ever since they'd been given their space she'd gone about meeting everyone she could, being both agreeable and fun, while Nathan clung to her side the whole time.

Lately, though, he's been feeling a little more like himself. On this particular day she's sprawled all over the couch while Nathan watches some movie directly in front of her. If she's supposed to give a single crap about her tiny shorts or tank top then ... Actually, no, why would she? It hasn't occurred to Nariko to dress or act differently, especially because there's so many women. Besides, she's kind of idly watching it with him or occasionally toying with her phone, and really she'd practically beg for something fun to do. Ugh.]

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[ 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.]

[ And her mirror? Masaomi snorts again at this, and soon enough both Mikado and him are laughing even as the one with glasses rummages around for the purse that Masaomi had brought into the little cubbie they're in to begin with. And he shakes his head, reaching around for napkins... ]

Hahaha, jerks? Jerks.

[ Oh well though - let's get them out and her little compact, as they both sit back a little to get in position ]

[Her eyes roll even though she's not entirely sure what that response even was.]

Thank you.

[They can get in position while she wipes her face rather efficiently, and groans a little bit. She's ... A mess ... And it's so unpleasant to see herself like this now that the moment is done and over with. It's fine, of course, she reapplies her makeup like a pro, because that's what backup concealer is for!]

Okay, I'll go down first!

[Everything goes back in her purse, she zips it back up, and then makes to ride down the slide!]

Just like that, huh?

[ Masaomi mutters that, having scooted up next to Mikado as he tries to get his clothing back in place when it was obvious that she meant to try to make herself look normal to continue the date or whatever. Both boys had no words for each other, just sort of collecting their breath and making ready to go out and ... whatever was needed.

That said, Mikado nods and with his glasses back on, smiles a bit as he scoots behind her, intending to (but too late to) wrap his arms behind her. He does go down the slide moments after her though. ]

Second!

[... Going down together would have been so cute!!! It's too bad she's never done that before or else she wouldn't have just thought he was lining up behind her normally. Oh well.

Nariko gets to the bottom first and gets up so that she and Mikado don't crash but then she stumbles a little and braces against one of the posts that holds up the monkey bars.]

Uh.

[Masaomi came in her so it's. Not staying, ah, in there and the best thing she can think to do is cross her legs kind of awkwardly.

She did not think this through at all.]

[ Condoms would have been smarter.

Still, as Mikado gets to the bottom he starts to say something apologetic to her for nearly bumping into her, and he might have even taken notice of the little issue she was having - but the boy behind the one in glasses goes down next, and with Mikado slower to move, ends up crashing into him and making them both pile up on the ground below her ]

Geronimo!!

[Look no one told her that condoms actually had a use other than to stop people from getting diseases or having kids! And usually when she has sex in public it's nighttime so no one can see any gross stains before she gets somewhere to change!!!!]

Geez, you guys.

[She can't bend over or even kneel, Nariko has to sort of sideways lean to get a hold of Masaomi to try and get him up off of Mikado.]

I don't think it has to be over just because we had sex but now I don't know what we're supposed to do. It's like kissing in the middle instead of the end! What are you supposed to do when you've already hit the apex of the whole thing?]

[ The apex of the whole thing. Masaomi seems to be thoughtful here for a moment as he sits there largely atop Mikado before he lets himself be pulled off. And he provides, helpfully, ]

More sex?

[ Mikado, though -- ] Don't be a jerk, Masaomi. Come on!

I kid, I kid!

[ And pulled up and spinning to his feet, Masami tries to pull Nariko even even as he tries to pull Mikado to standing, smiling as he pulls them closer together. What indeed ]

Well, we can go see a movie or just hang out on the town - not like NariNari knows every little thing.

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