I've been in enough awkwardly sexual situations with certain family members that a threesome wouldn't really be a big deal.
[So maybe it's not entirely fair to deem it as a kink, it's got a lot to do with being comfortable, and knowing exactly how to hunt down some of these fuckers if they get the wrong idea. But she'll take the apparent compliment just the same.]
Just stay away from Agni, okay? His brother, Ignis, is fine - they're twins - and I'm completely okay with him but the other one is just .. [That she's curling into him a little more, sort of hiding her face, is almost pointed.] He's just not good, and we all know it, but it's not like we can get rid of the guy.
[It's more complicated than just that but there's no use in laying out all the gross details.]
[So maybe it's not entirely fair to deem it as a kink, it's got a lot to do with being comfortable, and knowing exactly how to hunt down some of these fuckers if they get the wrong idea. But she'll take the apparent compliment just the same.]
Just stay away from Agni, okay? His brother, Ignis, is fine - they're twins - and I'm completely okay with him but the other one is just .. [That she's curling into him a little more, sort of hiding her face, is almost pointed.] He's just not good, and we all know it, but it's not like we can get rid of the guy.
[It's more complicated than just that but there's no use in laying out all the gross details.]
[It'd still terrify her to see him without them, regrowth or not, so she'd say that's a pretty big sacrifice.
Rather than answer him she just relaxes that much more, lifts one of his hands so she can kiss the palm. No pressure, lots of patience, just not hyper focusing on what it all means, where it might go ... Because of course she wants it to mean something, wants it to go somewhere, but it's just easier to avoid thinking about right now. It doesn't need all of that.
And it's a miracle she just happened to find a man who understands that without a big explanation.]
Rather than answer him she just relaxes that much more, lifts one of his hands so she can kiss the palm. No pressure, lots of patience, just not hyper focusing on what it all means, where it might go ... Because of course she wants it to mean something, wants it to go somewhere, but it's just easier to avoid thinking about right now. It doesn't need all of that.
And it's a miracle she just happened to find a man who understands that without a big explanation.]
[He's the strong and composed type as ever, but that just means that when he is a little expressive it's sort of like getting an audio snippet of heaven. There are few things in the world that make her as happy as guys moaning, after all, so Nariko will take all of the blame at any given moment, she pretty much deserves it.
Unfortunately it ends about the same, though, because once she gets going it's a lot harder to stop or bother restraining herself. She's a naturally expressive person, after all! Even more so when she registers how thoroughly he's jammed into her body because holy fuck is that worth more than a few arching shouts!
The one downside might be that there's two choices here: writhe a lot or accidentally scratch a few red lines into Boxer's otherwise perfect skin, and curbing the latter greatly enhances the former. It's probably fine because calling his name out in stuttered fragments against his chest doesn't mean she's inaudible! Just that it's all coming from a very weird angle.
Speaking of coming: He's about to hit a record time in a little bit.]
Unfortunately it ends about the same, though, because once she gets going it's a lot harder to stop or bother restraining herself. She's a naturally expressive person, after all! Even more so when she registers how thoroughly he's jammed into her body because holy fuck is that worth more than a few arching shouts!
The one downside might be that there's two choices here: writhe a lot or accidentally scratch a few red lines into Boxer's otherwise perfect skin, and curbing the latter greatly enhances the former. It's probably fine because calling his name out in stuttered fragments against his chest doesn't mean she's inaudible! Just that it's all coming from a very weird angle.
Speaking of coming: He's about to hit a record time in a little bit.]
Y-You, uh, really have this planned out.
[Four isn't quite the limit, but it's close, since she's apparently begun to stutter at the edges, and she's struggling to breathe correctly. 'Impregnation session', man this is nuts and fun and weird and exciting, it's a weird rush of feelings that don't exactly fit the moment, so guilt joins the ranks because she shouldn't be feeling them at all right now.]
Really coordinated, too.
[He has a period wherein he will inquire about fucking her ass. She's ... Actually proud of his efficiency! What a good boyfriend, he doesn't waste time!]
[Four isn't quite the limit, but it's close, since she's apparently begun to stutter at the edges, and she's struggling to breathe correctly. 'Impregnation session', man this is nuts and fun and weird and exciting, it's a weird rush of feelings that don't exactly fit the moment, so guilt joins the ranks because she shouldn't be feeling them at all right now.]
Really coordinated, too.
[He has a period wherein he will inquire about fucking her ass. She's ... Actually proud of his efficiency! What a good boyfriend, he doesn't waste time!]
[Priorities.
When they're off she's in such a good mood, grinning like the biggest, happiest idiot in the world. When he mentions his work she actually feels a little bad.] Oh, no! Don't let me keep you from work! I can wait wherever, it's fine![Work is very important!!! Maybe she shouldn't be willing to, like, stand outside on the curb while he does whatever is needed but hey! At least she's supportive.
Also wow don't you dare tell her she made you late, Boxer.]
When they're off she's in such a good mood, grinning like the biggest, happiest idiot in the world. When he mentions his work she actually feels a little bad.] Oh, no! Don't let me keep you from work! I can wait wherever, it's fine![Work is very important!!! Maybe she shouldn't be willing to, like, stand outside on the curb while he does whatever is needed but hey! At least she's supportive.
Also wow don't you dare tell her she made you late, Boxer.]
One is the second sweetest man to ever walk the Earth and he blushes if you say 'vagina' or even hit on him. The other's an overly loud asshole who'll probably grate on your nerves the second you meet him. He's an introvert's nightmare.
[Says the female extrovert, which might be a warning unto itself.]
Believe me, none of these assholes can manage to resemble each other in personality, it's just a matter of getting to know them.
[And Boxer's observant enough anyway.] Eunyce, Malia, Rami, Satem, and Dito are fine, too. [And those are just the ones she can remember off the top of her head. But Ignis is her favorite.]
[Says the female extrovert, which might be a warning unto itself.]
Believe me, none of these assholes can manage to resemble each other in personality, it's just a matter of getting to know them.
[And Boxer's observant enough anyway.] Eunyce, Malia, Rami, Satem, and Dito are fine, too. [And those are just the ones she can remember off the top of her head. But Ignis is her favorite.]
I guess ...
[She feels a little silly for implying that she'd have to wait outside but, y'know, she's never actually been alone in his place! Nariko wouldn't blame him if he exercised a little bit of caution. Still, they make it up there and she sets her clutch down and then he's heading right onto the balcony and hopping off of it.]
Holy fuck.
[So that just happened.
After remaining in place a bit, utterly shocked, she takes her heels off and puts them relatively near his door and then takes up a part of his couch - a corner part that will probably become her favorite little hangout. Once she figures out his tv configuration that's turned on to a show about renovating houses.]
[She feels a little silly for implying that she'd have to wait outside but, y'know, she's never actually been alone in his place! Nariko wouldn't blame him if he exercised a little bit of caution. Still, they make it up there and she sets her clutch down and then he's heading right onto the balcony and hopping off of it.]
Holy fuck.
[So that just happened.
After remaining in place a bit, utterly shocked, she takes her heels off and puts them relatively near his door and then takes up a part of his couch - a corner part that will probably become her favorite little hangout. Once she figures out his tv configuration that's turned on to a show about renovating houses.]
[It's hard to not keep track when, in truth, she isn't really so simple to please. Boxer delivers soul rending, absolutely satisfying orgasms in the same amount of time it takes her to work up to just one with a human man. Which isn't to say that she's picky or even complicated, it's just never felt like enough, and on the occasions where it has she'd lacked the emotional chemistry and the trust. You put all that together and it's hard to do anything but note how quickly he gets her to come on his dick.
So that push of her hips threatens to knock her out of her own body, and it graduates her from moans to an outright shout that falters in volume towards the end. All those full noises start to roll into an actual set of words, awkward at first because of how hard she's suddenly moving, trying to reach the same level of depth and momentum without relying on him. At this point it's like chasing a feeling, an instinct for more - desperation at its finest, even though he isn't keeping her from anything to begin with.]
Bo-oxer! [She can barely get his name out.]
So that push of her hips threatens to knock her out of her own body, and it graduates her from moans to an outright shout that falters in volume towards the end. All those full noises start to roll into an actual set of words, awkward at first because of how hard she's suddenly moving, trying to reach the same level of depth and momentum without relying on him. At this point it's like chasing a feeling, an instinct for more - desperation at its finest, even though he isn't keeping her from anything to begin with.]
Bo-oxer! [She can barely get his name out.]
And the incredibly well cut.
[She clearly has a thing for muscles, though it wasn't a fact she made any attempt to hide.] I'll be dancing with him soon, and that'll probably help.
[If there was ever a set of twins you could tell apart it would definitely be those two. And speaking of the dancing, there are sudden bursts of music, a palpable sense of anticipation. Nariko ignores it so that she can lean back a little and really look at her fiancee, as much as she can in the relative darkness, anyway.]
Thank you. [For being patient with her, mostly, but also for everything else.]
[She clearly has a thing for muscles, though it wasn't a fact she made any attempt to hide.] I'll be dancing with him soon, and that'll probably help.
[If there was ever a set of twins you could tell apart it would definitely be those two. And speaking of the dancing, there are sudden bursts of music, a palpable sense of anticipation. Nariko ignores it so that she can lean back a little and really look at her fiancee, as much as she can in the relative darkness, anyway.]
Thank you. [For being patient with her, mostly, but also for everything else.]
[She laughs at that, thin and barely there because it's difficult to laugh when you're already verging on breathless, but there was an attempt. How is she holding up, huh? That's another funny question.]
I want you to fuck me until I don't remember how to count to three, and I don't even particularly care if I never walk again if it means you keep this up. [...] So I'm pretty good right now!
[To say the absolute least. He's being very cautious and giving with that lube, as any good partner would and should, but he might as well be sticking his length into a river. She bites at her lip, a little hesitant to say what's on her mind but, hey, it's a fantasy, right?]
I'll be better when you've put some eggs in me.
[Her delivery is a little wobbly, sorry Boxer.]
I want you to fuck me until I don't remember how to count to three, and I don't even particularly care if I never walk again if it means you keep this up. [...] So I'm pretty good right now!
[To say the absolute least. He's being very cautious and giving with that lube, as any good partner would and should, but he might as well be sticking his length into a river. She bites at her lip, a little hesitant to say what's on her mind but, hey, it's a fantasy, right?]
I'll be better when you've put some eggs in me.
[Her delivery is a little wobbly, sorry Boxer.]
[She's incredibly fascinated by a waterfront property and growling at the wife on TV who's insisting upon gutting a gorgeous little bungalow, but when she hears noises on the railing Nariko jumps and stands up over the back to see .... A really lovely sight.]
Oh goodness. [His arms! And his chest and the water and then the towel and, uh, yeah she might be drooling a little there. What a gorgeous man, even better when wet.]
Y-Yes. Yeah. Absolutely!
[While she tries to tell her ovaries to calm themselves Nariko manages a smile.] How was it?
Oh goodness. [His arms! And his chest and the water and then the towel and, uh, yeah she might be drooling a little there. What a gorgeous man, even better when wet.]
Y-Yes. Yeah. Absolutely!
[While she tries to tell her ovaries to calm themselves Nariko manages a smile.] How was it?
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