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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.]
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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[Her fingers go still and she looks at him, rather than debating exactly where the hemline of his pants happened to rest.]
If someone wants it enough to be completely, y'know, [She gestures sort of idly.] dominating and all that, then I might as well be in love with them for a little while. It's no fun if I'm not wanted, and it's even more boring if I can't give them something they want, too. If that means being a little controlling somehow then it's fine.
[... Was that a stupid answer? It felt like a stupid answer.] I guess it's both! There are types of men that are more fun to be in control of, and others where it's a lot more fun if I can drag out the most awful parts!
[She's ... A little awful. It's okay to say it to her face, Basara.]
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Instead, he just leans forward now to take some action to kiss at her neck. She really was making it a bit more sexual now. More than a little bit, honestly... ]
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[It's unfair to leave the thought hanging like that! And, besides, it's only fair to let her explain! Maybe she just wanted to hear him talk more, too. It's hard to say. That just a tiny little kiss earns a groan is proof that it was maybe a tad sexual, but was that really so bad? He didn't seem to be complaining, and if he didn't want to well - that'd suck, but she'd also back off.
Until then she was going to assume that he didn't have anything against letting her kiss at his temple, or work her hand underneath his shirt, all the better to feel around with.]
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But nothing. I shouldn't talk that much about it, don't worry. I'm sure that we can talk about something else.
[ Or just feel things out. As long as she wanted to talk that is! The fact is that her scent is ... well. It just makes him want to squirm up closer to her. It made him want to be stronger ]
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[Simply because she enjoyed listening to him! But whatever he didn't tell her earlier is lost, she's more than happy to be touched and despite their conversation Nariko doesn't bother to hide or restrain her scent, and it's weird lack of a specific scent is crawling upward. He said it wasn't bad, so there's no reason to worry, right?
And no reason to avoid getting his shirt off, the sooner she can touch, the better.]
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[ He was falling into it though, falling harder into the abyss that was her scent and the attraction h felt to it. She was young though, as young as his brothers and therefore maybe about half his age. The older man, though, didn't want to hesitate when they can come this far - even if he was perverted for it, which he's not sure he was, this sort of feeling couldn't be wrong. He rumbles out his hot breath onto her neck as well, singing his teeth in and then tugging hard at the fabric of her top.
He could just get it off, the way she is trying to get his off, but he didn't want to wait. H said he gets called too rough - and his go at ripping off her top sort of confirmed it ]
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[Did he realize that he was basically asking her to give him a topic?] You should tell me a - a fantasy! I already told you one!
[Not that he'd even asked for it or that it was the most important element of whatever was going on right now, but that was a good note to end on if it ended up being the last word said. Which, considering that Basara was doing a number on her top and that was enough to pull out a little shudder and groan - she might not be talking for too much longer in general.]
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I want to beat someone in a spar - [ He's a martial artist. His body might show it, but it's not really super clear? Oh well, ] And then go on to win control of their body, and ravish it still on the high from the fight.
[ That's not necessarily one she can help with - but it is, certainly, a poweeful fantasy to him ]
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[She'd have to agree with him, that's a damn good fantasy and even though Nariko really hadn't asked for the sake of maybe fulfilling it, there's nothing to keep her from imagining it! The only difference being that she had no formal training when it came to a formal sparring match, but an on the fly sort of thing would work just as well.]
Hurry up.
[Because there's something to be said about the rush of a fight, of putting your all into it and reacting based on instinct and that - of all things that's making her antsy and needy and demanding at once. She wiggles out of her jeans before pulling at his hips. So much for the easygoing atmosphere they'd had!]
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What's on display is probably the biggest dick she's ever seen in her life. Probably the biggest she will ever see, obviously reaching to a point that insertion is probably a little bit painful even to the most experienced of partners. The mammoth thing throbs between his legs, now eager to be wetted, and - by the looks of it - to break her in half.
He snorts and then makes to either rip down or rip off her panties. He pulls her cunt apart a little, making an entrance for himself - and rams the head of the cock in. It lodges there, and it becomes hard to slide in more, but he forces it a bit ]
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But, frankly, she's got too much pride to lay here and cry like a wimp.
This is pretty much the second most painful thing she's ever experienced in her life but Nariko squeezes her eyes shut and internally berates herself until her body relaxes the way it needs to. That's not going to do shit for the pain but it'll at least make it easier for him to push in, and it's because it hurts and then feels good and hurts twice over again that she remains unbearably wet, even lifting her hips with her elbows braced on the floor.]
Son of a bitch.
[There's not a big of anger in it, it's just weird to feel her own nerves flip flop between anger and incandescent pleasure, and she doesn't know whether to be submissive or demanding here - at least with Masaomi it'd felt clear as day.]
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The whole thing is relentless.
And he intends to pick up the pleasure before this stops. yes, he will bite down on her cheek a little ]
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Basara!
[His name comes out in thick fragments as she leans her neck into his teeth. Let the man bite if he wanted! With every successful push of his dick she's actually getting into it. Her scent had staggered a little as she tried to come to terms with how thoroughly he was impaling her, but it's building back up.]
Chr-ist, you're unreal.
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I know.
[ And then he bit down - he tugged on her ear, as if trying to pull her body back into him. While he was wetting his dick now and he was definitely getting off on the pressure the fact was that she - like most women and especially most women her age - was way too constricted and just small for him. Or at least, it's the sense he had. While he was holding nothing back, the great impaling shovel he was using didn't have the momentum to build up a quick pace, but rather a deliberate plowing going as fast as mutual friction will allow, giving very deliberate thrusts each time as he rolled his ups into her. He growls into her ears, and his tongue flicks out a little too. His beard no doubt brushes her face and his big hands claw down on her sides. ]
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It was enough to laugh thinly at that response it was - Man, that was so damn arrogant. She wanted to smack him but it was easier to moan and bite him back, though it was aimless and therefore not much of a threat.]
You really like this.
[The power of it, that he could so easily overcome her despite her attitude.]
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[ That he is so big, that it is so strong, and that he can so easily overcome everyone he's ever done this with. Was he arrogant for it? Maybe a little. No, actually a lot. But was it something he specifically got off on? That, he is less certain of, because the fact of the matter is that it's something that simply is. The larger man groans as he tries to pick up the pace, no doubt bulging her out or penetrating places she didn't know a cock could reach, but he does it all the same, snarling just a little as he does because it was so tight.
But she was wet. So many of them were wet, but she seemed to be specifically enjoying it. ]
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It's not just the physicality of it, but the vague belief that he's literally pushing her to a limit that should maybe never be touched. But he is and it's hot and great and Nariko isn't just wet, she's kind of soaking around his cock, wriggling and clawing with loud, shameless groans. So much for being discreet.]
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There's no getting around that.
And so he plows into her without artistry or any other sort of fancy foreplay. He just rams. ]
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Right now it was enough to get nearer and nearer, graduating from noises which were logical and definitely human to something far more instinctual.
It's probably good that this was spontaneous, because she wasn't designed for stamina right about now, if the trembling is any indication.]
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In fact--
Grunting, his eyes going a bit cross, the man grips her shoulders and upper arms a little harder, digging his nails in, and moans out something that might've been her name as gives it one more powerful thrust, seemingly impossibly going in deep enough that his equally big balls slap against her, signifying he penetrated to the base.
And then, wherever he pushed into, he lets go and roars as he cums inside of her, not even thinking that he should probably have pulled out. Her scent was too alluring for that ]
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That he's still in her doesn't even cross her mind. It's fine if it happens, it's only right in some cases and no one gives a shit if she gets pregnant so -
They're probably making a bit of a mess between her dripping and how deeply he's pushing it into her cunt but who even cares, everything is dizzying and there's a weird mix between overbearing horniness and a needy burst of her scent that won't fizzle out until they both calm down.]
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Right now, though, he was wedged inside of her and trying to pull out a little, slowly, because there's a build up of both of their collected fluids sort of build up, held up, and only slowly flowing around his dick. It's drawn out process, not through any intention of his, but just because of his biology.
And her own pulling him back in ]
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[This is a mess, right? It kind of feels like one to her because on one hand she really doesn't want him to leave, to let that go felt like the end of the world but there's also probably at least seventeen different muscles in her hips she wasn't aware of until Basara.]
Just -
[Can't they just fuck again? It's basically a suicidal desire at the moment but it's there all the same.]
Fuck.
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He grunts, and he stops moving out of her at the command, mostly because it's hard to do that anyway. The straight suction noise which happens between her legs and how much that relative ceasing of movement must hurt her is put on highlight. After all, right now, she feels tight enough to feel a little painful to him too.
Just a little.
But all the same, he grunts and, ]
You're a little bit crazy.
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It's just ... [She takes a deep breathe and tries to ignore whatever psychotic part of her that wants him to keep ramming into her until he's dumped every millimeter of cum inside of her.]
Okay, okay.
[She pushes at him a little because hopefully if there's some actual space between their bodies her hormones will stop trying to kill the rest of her in pursuit of epic sex, and she's finally getting herself to relax properly.]
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So excited tags again
yes!! I have mostly ... got nearly everything under control now
Good luck!! with whatever else needs to be controlled.