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[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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Nah s'okay.

[No use in being upset about the past, they can't do anything about any of that right now! It's much more fun to slowly rock on his dick, because apparently she's trying to be careful or considerate of how he might want this to go but - is it really so bad if she takes the lead? Or does he want to have more control because he's the boy here?]

You know he would have joined.

[She says it affectionately, though, a fact that was indisputable and not bad, but not particularly what she wanted in the moment either.]

[ You're asking a fourteen year old what he wants while he's having sex how would he even know, man?

Still, he's laughing at the idea of it, because yes -

He would.

[ And with the laugh he sort of leans his head back a bit onto the pillow, but shifts his hands to both hands are grabbing either other breast, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. He squints up at her face, smiling. He tries to roll in time with her, but he thinks he's just a little off beat. He doesn't know though ]

[Isn't it pretty instinctual though?? It is for her, but maybe that's just the difference in personalities.

But she's actually sort of grateful to hear him laugh, if only because that sort of might mean he's relaxed, right? She doesn't even mind that he's gone from sucking to groping, and maybe he is a little off beat but that's fixed by responding to what he's doing and then they're both just fine! It's more of a team effort that way, but that's not really bad either.]

[ He's thinking about how many different things he would like to do, okay...

It's hard.

And he doesn't just mean his cock.

Still, the young man laughs some more, shaking his head until the laugh turns into a long groan. He inhales, and he squeezes her breasts again, giving a hard thrust up into her, and rolling his neck below her. And he should say something, right? He should... no, he shouldn't do anything other than enjoy this and match her. And so he moans out, ]

Nariko...

[Well look at that, he's got a little more oomph in him than she had expected! It's a nice thing to find out, and when he laughs again she smiles, though it's a little warped by the thrust itself. She's used to doing it much faster, with a sense of impatience, almost, but this isn't as scary as it used to feel.

When he says her name that fluffy feeling comes back a little bit, it'd been sort of interrupted by the mechanics of getting to where they are now. She leans her chest into his palms, bent over just enough to brace one palm against the mattress so that he doesn't have to put up with all of her weight on his body.]

M-Mikado, I ...

[It's incredibly stupid but she really does want to tell him that she thinks he's special, but he'd just get flustered and she'd sound kind of dumb, right?]

[ And he... Locks eyes with her. He licks his lips, and pushes his hips up again. He tugs on her nipples, and he tries to keep his gaze steady. What is it, Nariko? What did you want to say? He'll...

Well his eyes narrow, but that's just him squinting into focus. So he should say something, right? She's so heavy, but it's a good sort of heavy, a good firm feeling against him. Swallowing hard, he groans again ]

[... She can't. She wants to, but she can't. Her feelings are just a bother, in the end, Nariko knows that even if Mikado and Masaomi are just too nice to say it.]

Don't - [No, that's awful, he'll think she's asking him to stop or something and she isn't.] Don't leave - okay.

[This is way more complicated, and it's unfair to even begin to ask Mikado to deal with it. It's more along the lines of 'don't let me leave' because she doesn't want to. Nariko's tried to be very strong about all this, all cool and detached but she can't do it. That's not how she really feels, and it's even harder to pretend when she feels like this.]

[ What the hell is even going on now. Mikado looks up at her with squinty confusion, and then finally breathes out, ]

Where would -- I even go? [ That was the sort of joke Masaomi would make, but he would have a better punchline. He laughs a little, but it sounds more like pants. And he shakes his head. He offered to help her unpack? they went on a date and they gave her the photo display thing. He's not sure what you can call his feelings yet, but Masaomi's intuition, for all his other faults, isn't that bad. They're fuzzy now, and Mikado grins ]

So I'm not-- gunna. I think we -- it's nice. We work.

[ Despite his doubts ]

[But it's so incredibly straightforward and honest of Mikado that she can't help feeling stupid for even saying it, but not in a bad way. It's stupid because she should have known better, and it's a relief to hear it from him, like putting rightful sense back into her addled head. See, this is why she likes him so much - or why they're fuzzy. That's a good name for whatever is going on.]

We do, right?

[And right now she can go ahead and enjoy that little fact, putting Linda and the whole crazy situation out of her head.]

Thank you.

[All this and she seriously hasn't so much as paused.]

Thank you.

[ He... he moan-laughs, and he nods at her, because they do work, right?! Hey, whatever though, he slurs a little and licks his lips, arching his back and half-thrusting up into her, his hands sliding off her breasts and to her hips, digging his nails in. He's probably...

He should maybe do more, right? ]

I mean-- I like you fucking?

[Man, he's overthinking it, Nariko's perfectly fine with things as they are, in fact she's really starting to lose her sense of pace despite her best efforts. She really wants to remain consistent but there's an infuriating amount of buildup that goes back to after they finished in the play house.]

So y-you won't mind if we do it a lot!

[They should probably go on actual dates still, but ...]

No! I -- I like it! And your bouncing boobs?!

[ That was probably too direct and he wants to melt. But he was over thinking it or at least his brain concludes that as he's unable to think of much of anything, or focus his eyes on anything. And so, given the impossible choice of what to so now, he grunts and has his eyes time themselves on her nipples. they are flopping a bit, after all

Fuck it, she can ride him out, this feels too good ]

[When she laughs it's so incredibly thin that it's impossible to find it mocking or ill-spirited, she's actually trying to hide how impressed she is that he'd just come right out with that.]

Since when - were you so perverted, huh?!

[It's actually not that bad at all. Hell, it's nothing compared to that one guy who always wanted to do it in his car!]

I like it.

[A lot. So if he wants to stare at bouncing tits, go for it. Especially since she's starting to grind a little every other movement so there's both bouncing and smaller little, wiggling sort of jolts.]

[ shit. Shit it's so - he should try to hold it in, right? His mouth hangs open a little stupidly, and his yes focus on hr breasts to give them something to focus on. He moans out her name openly, and he is only barely and somewhat forcedly moving his hips now. Because h feels like he should blow already, the ocean crashing as waves now... ]

Well- uh. That's-- that's good.

Nariko...

[He can do what he wants, she's not going to try and repress herself anymore than necessary, it'd already been stressful enough outside of the house. Besides, this wasn't exactly designed to go on in long, long bouts, right? Absolutely not, they're both teenagers and there's only so much that can be expected of them.

When he somehow agrees with her little assessment there she can't help but grin.]

Mikado ...

[He doesn't have to force himself to move now, she certainly can't. There's a stuttering moan on her end, and her senses feel overwhelmed with that sharp, salty tinge that hits the back of her throat just right and she cums, bucking a little towards the end as if it might eke out just a little more pleasure..]

[ In all honesty though, he was gone before she breathed out his name, before he could even brace himself to try and hold back like he thought he might try to do. He looks at her with wide eyes which blur everything, but he doubts he would be able to see even if he had his glasses on. No, the boy simply groans as he gives one little thrust upward using the last of his strength and lets loose, shooting a load--

... Oh no it's-

Well, inside of her. ]

[Where else was it supposed to go? Besides, if she didn't want it Nariko would have moved or ordered him to pull out or something. It's fine, right now it's a sensation which lets her feel whole and made real and for those few seconds it's worth a risk that isn't actually there. And speaking of that? She should really tell them about her birth control so they stop freaking about it.]

Mm.

[She's back to being happy, laying down and tucking her head in towards his neck as much as she can.]

Better.

[ It's a legitimate concern for a fourteen year old okay they are actually being responsible in worrying about it. Hell, they both (or at least Mikado) even have condoms, he just keeps... not... having them...

But still, when she turks down on him, he wraps his arms around her and... And... ]

That felt - good? Good.

[They are being responsible! But Vergil was smart enough to put her on birth control the moment he noticed some of her antics so, really, everyone is pretty responsible in this case!]

Better than 'good'.

[But she just can't think of the specific word, yet. She cuddles up into his embrace, kisses his neck and his chin.]

Let's do it a lot.

[Does she mean just the two of them messing around a lot? Or all three a lot? Who can say.]

[ Oh.

Ooooh... ]

Yeah. Yeah I mean - that'd be great.

[ He's not sure which on he means either, honestly? But he brushes her back some more and kisses her back, on the cheek. There. But the young man shifts his neck one way and then the other. Okay, he gets his body in rder now. ]

I'm glad that we're in agreement.

[Nariko doesn't really want to move but she can't possibly nap in this position, and she's kind of tired. Maybe not enough to really knock out for the rest of the day, but enough to doze off peacefully for a good forty minutes or so.]

... I'll get used to being here. It's just kind of scary.

[Uuuuugh she wants to lie down!!] Sorry, I keep saying stuff that I shouldn't.

It's fine - I ... I mean, you can say whatever you want, Nariko. [ He should make that sound cooler. He feels a little bad for how wishy washy he's been sounding and how forward he knows he's been with her. Sure, Masaomi was leading a lot of it, but he's gone along for the ride. He's not exactly not culpable on some level. And so he laughs, kisses her a bit, and runs his hands up and down her back.

She feels nice flush against him. and her breasts ]

I'm sure we'll be less scary soon.

That's not the world we live in, though.

[Where you can just say whatever you want and have it be okay, where you can actually just -- be. That's not ... Real life. It's stories or movies or the story of a friend of a friend. That's really all. But that's an awful thing to say and feel, it's not cute nor sassy or appealing. So she gives in and turns onto her side, inadvertently taking Mikado with him because she's not willing to let him pull him out.]

You're not scary, I promise. It's me.

[And that's all she should say about it, as she adjusts to cuddle properly so that he can still feel the boobs squished up against him.]

[ That's not the world we live in... Huh. He... ]

I... I guess not.

[ He wonders if someone stronger than him would argue the point, know precisely the right words to say, could save her or protect her. But him, a somewhat wimpy nerd doesn't have the strength to do it when he knows he's self-censored himself plenty of times. And the strange thing is that when he searches inside of himself for the answer... He ends up thinking of his Alpha. Yori would complain back at Nariko.

Maybe his father too.

Maybe even Masaomi... even if he would be a hypocrite. Still, it feels like a strangely dark note to be silent at, but he can't think of a good thing to say. And so he wraps his arm loosely around her, pulled to his side as well ]

[It's not anything she isn't used to, so the lack of an answer isn't upsetting and she doesn't feel anymore or less awkward. If anything it's nice to be held so firmly, and she decides to toss her leg over him a little, even if Mikado was going to try and leave he'd have a hell of a challenge.]

I think ... I'm gonna nap.

[She'd wanted to go much longer, multiple rounds but it's just not in her. It's been a taxing, if incredibly positive day.]

I really [And a yawn here.] really do. Like you.

[Now excuse her while she closes her eyes.]

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