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[Put some eggs in her?! This is a penis, not an ovipositor! Even though that would be super hot. The idea alone helps him avoid laughing and instead lick his lips with a wanton smirk.]
What do you mean? Don't you see them?
[He places his hand on her stomach, which is miraculously bulging out due to supporting so much of his tentacle. It's a little subtle when he's at rest though, so he squirms them around a little, pushing the bulge out further.]
Right here.
What do you mean? Don't you see them?
[He places his hand on her stomach, which is miraculously bulging out due to supporting so much of his tentacle. It's a little subtle when he's at rest though, so he squirms them around a little, pushing the bulge out further.]
Right here.
[Thank goodness he did not laugh because if he had she would have crawled under the covers and refused to leave until it was time for them to get off the boat. Trying new stuff is fun and all but she really doesn't enjoy feeling so unsteady and new - it wasn't pleasant when she was an uncertain virgin, it's no fun as an adult, either!
And yet there's some reward in it. This is hardly the first time he's created a noticeable change in her anatomy but, well, she's pretty much never focused on it. It was more like an enjoyable side effect, one to enjoy along with faster gestures that inevitable stole her attention.]
Oh.
[Why - Christ on a cracker it's exciting, and there's something to be said for feeling and seeing in the same moment - it kind of makes her think of, well, a kid shifting around. Eggs probably can't do that, right? Maybe they could? She's going to imagine they definitely can.]
And yet there's some reward in it. This is hardly the first time he's created a noticeable change in her anatomy but, well, she's pretty much never focused on it. It was more like an enjoyable side effect, one to enjoy along with faster gestures that inevitable stole her attention.]
Oh.
[Why - Christ on a cracker it's exciting, and there's something to be said for feeling and seeing in the same moment - it kind of makes her think of, well, a kid shifting around. Eggs probably can't do that, right? Maybe they could? She's going to imagine they definitely can.]
Even though they're completely exhausting, foreign, and ridiculous?
[Obviously, but she can't help teasing them and they're her relatives so she's allowed to make fun of them! And Boxer's allowed to hide things, even if it's unfair. She's seen him move with his tentacles so, honestly, she's not even aware of the problem itself. She just figures he can't do it for very long, but even if it's for a small bit that's enough for their first dance!]
Do you want to watch?
[It might not be a good idea to leave him all alone here - or even possible, since without her nearby someone would just come looking, but it's much more polite to turn it into an offer. He's never seen her dance, after all.]
[Obviously, but she can't help teasing them and they're her relatives so she's allowed to make fun of them! And Boxer's allowed to hide things, even if it's unfair. She's seen him move with his tentacles so, honestly, she's not even aware of the problem itself. She just figures he can't do it for very long, but even if it's for a small bit that's enough for their first dance!]
Do you want to watch?
[It might not be a good idea to leave him all alone here - or even possible, since without her nearby someone would just come looking, but it's much more polite to turn it into an offer. He's never seen her dance, after all.]
[Ohohoho. He knows when someone's checking out the meat department. Boxer makes his way to his wheelchair, and after he settles into it he helps him to a gratuitous amount of stretching. Normally he does stretches to avoid cramps afterward, but right now he has an audience, and he's determined to have her admire the way his muscles gather and stretch out as he moves.]
Little old me? [There's a little grunt as he changes position.] I should've left you with more to entertain yourself while I was gone...
[It's just a shame she can't see his back when he's in his chair...]
It was fun! Mostly uneventful.
Little old me? [There's a little grunt as he changes position.] I should've left you with more to entertain yourself while I was gone...
[It's just a shame she can't see his back when he's in his chair...]
It was fun! Mostly uneventful.
[That could almost make her laugh, if only because it's impossible to do anything but feel him. She's as violently aware of every way in which he's touching her as she is left to the ridiculous throes of an orgasm. It'd be an incredibly unnerving state if it didn't feel so good, and last as long as it did. When it does taper - slowly, and corresponding with the decrease in volume - she doesn't really give a shit about their position, she wants to kiss him so she does.]
That ... [She keeps stuttering at the edges. Good job, boyfriend.] That was ... Different.
[In a really good way. She kisses his lips one more time before working down his chin and jaw, she's adjusting to get back to where she was.]
Don't stop?
[She just came, sure, the relief and utter satisfaction is there but she feels no desire to rest or cuddle, so energy wise it's almost as if it didn't happen.]
That ... [She keeps stuttering at the edges. Good job, boyfriend.] That was ... Different.
[In a really good way. She kisses his lips one more time before working down his chin and jaw, she's adjusting to get back to where she was.]
Don't stop?
[She just came, sure, the relief and utter satisfaction is there but she feels no desire to rest or cuddle, so energy wise it's almost as if it didn't happen.]
[Back in her apartment Nariko had a choice. She could pack something vaguely sexy and sort of make an attempt, or she could be a good, non-sexual being for more than a few hours and just play it straight. Considering that he's showing off and all she can do is gawk and memorize his very fine form .... That was a horrible decision. She should have been prepared for this!]
I figured out how to work your TV. [Wow, that sounds lame, but she likes these hgtv shows, okay.]
'Mostly'? [Did he have to smack someone - or something?]
I figured out how to work your TV. [Wow, that sounds lame, but she likes these hgtv shows, okay.]
'Mostly'? [Did he have to smack someone - or something?]
[He's on the opposite side of the scale, here. He's totally in control, not only of the situation in general but the fantasy as a whole. They're not eggs, they're his dick, and squirming them inside of her is bringing him closer to orgasm--and despite this fact, he has to keep the illusion up.]
What are you waiting for? Come say hi to them.
[He takes up her hand by the wrist gently, and splays out her hand against her comfortably writhing belly.]
What are you waiting for? Come say hi to them.
[He takes up her hand by the wrist gently, and splays out her hand against her comfortably writhing belly.]
That's what makes them great.
[Always the positive spin with him! They are a lot to chew on, but they taste just as sweet.
In response to her question, he nods.]
Yeah. Show me what you're made of out there.
[Honestly, he's too socialized-up to go and make a fool out of himself on the dance floor. Maybe some other day, when it's just the two of them.]
[Always the positive spin with him! They are a lot to chew on, but they taste just as sweet.
In response to her question, he nods.]
Yeah. Show me what you're made of out there.
[Honestly, he's too socialized-up to go and make a fool out of himself on the dance floor. Maybe some other day, when it's just the two of them.]
[He loves his job.]
Wasn't planning on it!
[But since she's come, and he doesn't want to overwhelm her, he pulls back on the aggression quite a bit once she backs off from the kisses. Boxer lets out a tiny, pleased sigh as he relaxes a little more, going back to massaging her uterus from the inside, hardly "fucking" her anymore but keeping the status quo.]
Wasn't planning on it!
[But since she's come, and he doesn't want to overwhelm her, he pulls back on the aggression quite a bit once she backs off from the kisses. Boxer lets out a tiny, pleased sigh as he relaxes a little more, going back to massaging her uterus from the inside, hardly "fucking" her anymore but keeping the status quo.]
[Hey, he likes her bit playing the straight man to his...sexy man. Her blasé response paired with her unrepentant staring honestly does make him feel like he's so sinfully sexy that she can't top it with her own sexy response.
Or something like that.]
Yeah, [he sighs out, relaxing into his chair after finishing his stretches.] Just some recreational boaters that thought they could stay up past their bedtime.
Or something like that.]
Yeah, [he sighs out, relaxing into his chair after finishing his stretches.] Just some recreational boaters that thought they could stay up past their bedtime.
[His vague (and probably not at all faked) outrage is just kind of adorable, so maybe it's not a laughing matter but she ends up trying to suppress a giggle all the same. IS it really that bad if she goes to bed with an orgasm in the proverbial bank?]
I can't help noticing that both of those options involve you carrying me.
[And how is she supposed to pick, anyway?] Dealer's choice.
[Don't make her think about stuff, basically.]
I can't help noticing that both of those options involve you carrying me.
[And how is she supposed to pick, anyway?] Dealer's choice.
[Don't make her think about stuff, basically.]
[Hey, it's the first go around, she wouldn't even think to blame him if he cracked a little here and there, because she certainly might. He guides her hand, it's a gesture she doesn't argue with, she even traces her nails over the unnatural movement of her own skin. Except he probably can't feel that, so she presses a little harder.]
Guess I'm being rude.
[She's going to keep pushing/weirdly petting them through her own engorged stomach.] Sorry about that, little guys. Or girls. Whichever, I'm not picky.
[This is such a wild event.]
Guess I'm being rude.
[She's going to keep pushing/weirdly petting them through her own engorged stomach.] Sorry about that, little guys. Or girls. Whichever, I'm not picky.
[This is such a wild event.]
[That's pretty much what just happened!]
Dad was away, so they thought they could play.
[It's no wonder he has to patrol the waters pretty damn regularly. Wouldn't it be incredibly dangerous to be out on a boat so late at night? And even if you were, you probably weren't doing anything legal anyway.]
Well, I'm glad you came back safe.
[She leans over one end of his couch and makes unidentifiable, wide gestures, come over here, Boxer! You get a 'Good Work' kiss!]
Dad was away, so they thought they could play.
[It's no wonder he has to patrol the waters pretty damn regularly. Wouldn't it be incredibly dangerous to be out on a boat so late at night? And even if you were, you probably weren't doing anything legal anyway.]
Well, I'm glad you came back safe.
[She leans over one end of his couch and makes unidentifiable, wide gestures, come over here, Boxer! You get a 'Good Work' kiss!]
[Bless him and his positivity, she needed it.]
Okay. We're almost done, handsome.
[One more kiss, and then she crawls out of his lap to guide his chair again, but only somewhat. There's already a loose knight circle made around a sizable space, and even some of the tallest members of her family can't obstruct Boxer's view. She squeezes his shoulder and pushes through various relatives on her own, so he's got a clear opening.
Still, she isn't the first to go, Sabal and Tamir have that honor. They choose a traditional dance so more than a few people sing along, it gets a bit loud and excited, but there's something to be said for how they move together. They radiate happiness, and while the dance itself is quite traditional and therefore very well known, it always looks new to her. For Nariko it's impossible to quell her desire to move, by the time they finish she's practically hopping in place.
So when Ignis eases forward from the other side of their ring of family members Nariko about leaps forward, more than ready to take his hand before he's finished offering it. He's tall, with a deeper skin tone than Nariko, armed with a sharp jaw that wasn't entirely unlike Boxer's. Ignis and Nariko shared the same bright hazel eyes, verging on a muddled, dark gold, but where she grinned brightly enough to help light up the night Ignis was notably well tempered, grinning rather than smirking.
What they dance resembled a contemporary salsa, quick, skillful, and infinitely more sensual. If not for their incredible physical likeness they would look like any other couple, passionate and well balanced.]
Okay. We're almost done, handsome.
[One more kiss, and then she crawls out of his lap to guide his chair again, but only somewhat. There's already a loose knight circle made around a sizable space, and even some of the tallest members of her family can't obstruct Boxer's view. She squeezes his shoulder and pushes through various relatives on her own, so he's got a clear opening.
Still, she isn't the first to go, Sabal and Tamir have that honor. They choose a traditional dance so more than a few people sing along, it gets a bit loud and excited, but there's something to be said for how they move together. They radiate happiness, and while the dance itself is quite traditional and therefore very well known, it always looks new to her. For Nariko it's impossible to quell her desire to move, by the time they finish she's practically hopping in place.
So when Ignis eases forward from the other side of their ring of family members Nariko about leaps forward, more than ready to take his hand before he's finished offering it. He's tall, with a deeper skin tone than Nariko, armed with a sharp jaw that wasn't entirely unlike Boxer's. Ignis and Nariko shared the same bright hazel eyes, verging on a muddled, dark gold, but where she grinned brightly enough to help light up the night Ignis was notably well tempered, grinning rather than smirking.
What they dance resembled a contemporary salsa, quick, skillful, and infinitely more sensual. If not for their incredible physical likeness they would look like any other couple, passionate and well balanced.]
[Almost done sounds great until he gets to watch the dancing. It means that eyes aren't on him anymore, and he can simply enjoy...existing, while watching Nariko's family have a grand time dancing together. It's nice that he gets a great seat to watch from, too. He's chuckling to himself as the anticipation grows inside of Nariko, glad that she finally gets a chance to burn it off.
Ignis, on the other hand, holds the unfortunate responsibility of being Boxer's stand-in, at least in his head. If he was human, yeah...he'd look like that, move like that, get to dance with Nariko like that. And for a long time, the fantasy stays alive and well...but not forever.
If she looks at him while they're dancing, he'll be smiling. When she finishes dancing, too, he's smiling, but there's something uncomfortable and sad about it in such a subtle way that only Nariko would be able to see, given their time spent together by now. Because in the end, he doesn't look like that, he doesn't move like that, and he certainly won't dance with Nariko like that.]
Ignis, on the other hand, holds the unfortunate responsibility of being Boxer's stand-in, at least in his head. If he was human, yeah...he'd look like that, move like that, get to dance with Nariko like that. And for a long time, the fantasy stays alive and well...but not forever.
If she looks at him while they're dancing, he'll be smiling. When she finishes dancing, too, he's smiling, but there's something uncomfortable and sad about it in such a subtle way that only Nariko would be able to see, given their time spent together by now. Because in the end, he doesn't look like that, he doesn't move like that, and he certainly won't dance with Nariko like that.]
[It'd be poetic to say that she manages to keep her eyes on Boxer despite all the movement and coordination needed for this kind of activity. The truth is that she doesn't - can't, really - which makes it all the more painful when it's over with and she's grinning with excitement, and he looks as if he's been forced to swallow glass and smile through it.
"Are you alright?" Ignis gripped her arm, she'd tensed at some point or another and they were so close that it was no wonder her elder cousin noticed it right away.]
I'm fine.
[She manages a smile but steps away.] Thanks. Looks like Adiba is next, though!
[It's a slick enough exit, but she'll probably end up delivering some form of explanation later on. It's fine, right now it just ... It kind of seems like they don't need to be here anymore, and whether that's just her protective streak rearing its very vicious head or not, it's what she's going to go with.]
Ready to go?
[And when they're alone she's going to ask. That went beyond a little introverted exhaustion, after all.]
"Are you alright?" Ignis gripped her arm, she'd tensed at some point or another and they were so close that it was no wonder her elder cousin noticed it right away.]
I'm fine.
[She manages a smile but steps away.] Thanks. Looks like Adiba is next, though!
[It's a slick enough exit, but she'll probably end up delivering some form of explanation later on. It's fine, right now it just ... It kind of seems like they don't need to be here anymore, and whether that's just her protective streak rearing its very vicious head or not, it's what she's going to go with.]
Ready to go?
[And when they're alone she's going to ask. That went beyond a little introverted exhaustion, after all.]
So I like to show off sometimes. Sue me.
[So he puts an arm around her waist and thinks about it for a moment.]
Well, I think I'd like to eat you out...
[The question is, where would the most comfortable place be for that? He plays with her hair as he thinks about possible solutions while she gets to get excited about cunnilingus.]
Ooh. I know.
[He lets her go so he can crawl out of the tub and towel himself off. After that, he grabs a second towel and holds it out to receive Nariko in it.]
[So he puts an arm around her waist and thinks about it for a moment.]
Well, I think I'd like to eat you out...
[The question is, where would the most comfortable place be for that? He plays with her hair as he thinks about possible solutions while she gets to get excited about cunnilingus.]
Ooh. I know.
[He lets her go so he can crawl out of the tub and towel himself off. After that, he grabs a second towel and holds it out to receive Nariko in it.]
Mm, I just thought you were being sweet.
[So he gets to be both at once! But, man, she really is tired if the mention of being eaten out only tugs out a low, almost whiny little moan, like she wants it but worries about being unable to take in any more happiness. What would she even do with such an unbridled form of joy? Goodness! It's easier to make little contented sounds while he plays with her hair.
But Boxer catches an idea which means she has to shift around a little and then eventually crawl out of the bath entirely. Boo.]
Sweetheart. [Fpr the very necessary towel. Getting cold after a nice bath was the worst.]
[So he gets to be both at once! But, man, she really is tired if the mention of being eaten out only tugs out a low, almost whiny little moan, like she wants it but worries about being unable to take in any more happiness. What would she even do with such an unbridled form of joy? Goodness! It's easier to make little contented sounds while he plays with her hair.
But Boxer catches an idea which means she has to shift around a little and then eventually crawl out of the bath entirely. Boo.]
Sweetheart. [Fpr the very necessary towel. Getting cold after a nice bath was the worst.]
A healthy number of both.
[...as if he could tell. Either way, that forceful petting is exactly what he needs to reach his first orgasm and fill her with his first load, biting his lip and making a small whimper as if he was trying to avoid breaking the fantasy. Still, the soft mounds in her stomach round out was he fills her without losing a drop of his load.]
N-Nariko...
[...as if he could tell. Either way, that forceful petting is exactly what he needs to reach his first orgasm and fill her with his first load, biting his lip and making a small whimper as if he was trying to avoid breaking the fantasy. Still, the soft mounds in her stomach round out was he fills her without losing a drop of his load.]
N-Nariko...
[It does, but he hates to admit it. He wants to have fun, and for the most part, he is. But the fact that he's the only monster at a human party is becoming painfully obvious as the hours tick by. His grimace isn't that bad, is it? He hopes it's not. (It is.)
When she asks him if he's ready to go, he lets a little more of his real emotion show through.]
Yeah. We're not going to have to say farewell to everyone, right?
[Because he knows that will take at least an additional hour. Can they just leave in silence...?]
When she asks him if he's ready to go, he lets a little more of his real emotion show through.]
Yeah. We're not going to have to say farewell to everyone, right?
[Because he knows that will take at least an additional hour. Can they just leave in silence...?]
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[The kiss is had! It's gentle and drawn out, both of her hands resting on his shoulders. When she pulls away,] If we're going to have any sort of relationship Boxer, you need to accept that I will worry about you.
[It's just a way of life, it's how she shows her affection.]
But I do trust that you're as big and strong as you look! And obviously you're good at what you do.
[It's just a way of life, it's how she shows her affection.]
But I do trust that you're as big and strong as you look! And obviously you're good at what you do.
[What a good answer.
She totally commends him for his dedication but it really isn't needed in the very last moments! He's allowed to react as he wishes, especially when hearing her name like that. It pairs incredibly well with being stuffed, so is it really any surprise that she comes right along with him? It's quieter than usual, but that has nothing to do with the level of pleasure involved, 'quiet' for Nariko means an endless series of needy little whimpers.]
S'one.
[And that's no small amount by any means, not with Boxer. But if he goes twice then she'd definitely get pregnant - except not really, but fantasy logic!]
She totally commends him for his dedication but it really isn't needed in the very last moments! He's allowed to react as he wishes, especially when hearing her name like that. It pairs incredibly well with being stuffed, so is it really any surprise that she comes right along with him? It's quieter than usual, but that has nothing to do with the level of pleasure involved, 'quiet' for Nariko means an endless series of needy little whimpers.]
S'one.
[And that's no small amount by any means, not with Boxer. But if he goes twice then she'd definitely get pregnant - except not really, but fantasy logic!]
No, there's way too many people for that.
[But they can't leave in complete silence. They revisit Abbas near the exit and the kid's upset to hear that they're leaving and incredibly loud about it - which means that their exit will be broadcasted quickly. She waves, makes some fake apologies and they'll be out soon enough. In truth her grandma's probably going to be a little pissy about it, but Nariko will field that later. Right now she just wants Boxer to have room to breathe.]
Your place or mine?
[That's a stupid question since they usually go to his apartment, not hers. But if she can hear his voice she might be able to figure out if he's okay or not.]
[But they can't leave in complete silence. They revisit Abbas near the exit and the kid's upset to hear that they're leaving and incredibly loud about it - which means that their exit will be broadcasted quickly. She waves, makes some fake apologies and they'll be out soon enough. In truth her grandma's probably going to be a little pissy about it, but Nariko will field that later. Right now she just wants Boxer to have room to breathe.]
Your place or mine?
[That's a stupid question since they usually go to his apartment, not hers. But if she can hear his voice she might be able to figure out if he's okay or not.]
[Both at once sounds good. She'll be treated to a gentle towelling off before he carries her to his wheelchair and crawls into it, a smooth albeit slow ride for Nariko. From there, he wheels the two of them into his bedroom, but instead of sitting her on his bed he raises himself up a few feet on his tentacles so he can lift Nariko up and place her in his tank. The fish swim up to her curiously, but avoid contact with her.]
Don't get too comfortable yet.
[Afterwards, he pulls himself up into his tank and submerges entirely, letting out his last breath of air so he can breathe underwater. When he's settled against the bottom of the tank, a hand comes up of the water and curls his index finger to beckon her hither. If she sits on his face, all she has to do is settle on her knees to keep most of her upper body above the cool water...]
Don't get too comfortable yet.
[Afterwards, he pulls himself up into his tank and submerges entirely, letting out his last breath of air so he can breathe underwater. When he's settled against the bottom of the tank, a hand comes up of the water and curls his index finger to beckon her hither. If she sits on his face, all she has to do is settle on her knees to keep most of her upper body above the cool water...]
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