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[At first she doesn't even necessarily know why she's upset, but it's almost as if the safety cocoon that Boxer makes just by holding her brings it all out. Even though she doesn't love Christian, and doesn't miss him? They really did spend a whole huge chunk of their lives together. Even before they'd become an official couple they'd been friends through her last year of college.
Leaving the apartment was like leaving behind all those memories, that whole version of herself. It wasn't a bad thing, she knew it was for the best! But goddamn did it ache like a bitch.
After the worst of it gets out and she's left to soft hiccups Nariko turns in place to hug him.]
Don't leave me. [Which is impractical and silly and not a thing that can be promised. But sometimes she just needs to hear the impossible while knowing it's impossible.]
Leaving the apartment was like leaving behind all those memories, that whole version of herself. It wasn't a bad thing, she knew it was for the best! But goddamn did it ache like a bitch.
After the worst of it gets out and she's left to soft hiccups Nariko turns in place to hug him.]
Don't leave me. [Which is impractical and silly and not a thing that can be promised. But sometimes she just needs to hear the impossible while knowing it's impossible.]
[Look, man, it's an awful lot of penis to orgasm at once. The pleasurable aftershocks are probably comparable to that of a human woman's, honestly.
He squeezes her breasts, pinches at her nipples, leaves wet kisses to the back of her neck; despite his refractory period, Nariko's enthusiasm is infectious, and she'll feel the tentacles spreading her ass again when the vigor comes back to him in full force.]
Come for me...
He squeezes her breasts, pinches at her nipples, leaves wet kisses to the back of her neck; despite his refractory period, Nariko's enthusiasm is infectious, and she'll feel the tentacles spreading her ass again when the vigor comes back to him in full force.]
Come for me...
Srirarcha...
[His head bows in disappointed horror. Spicy food! For a tongue so sensitive it can taste the caloric value of food.]
Don't want to break your heart, but there's no spicy food under this roof.
[He's exaggerating; she can hoard all the spicy stuff she wants, just don't trick him into trying it.]
[His head bows in disappointed horror. Spicy food! For a tongue so sensitive it can taste the caloric value of food.]
Don't want to break your heart, but there's no spicy food under this roof.
[He's exaggerating; she can hoard all the spicy stuff she wants, just don't trick him into trying it.]
[What does he have against Sriracha though??? She's about to ask about the spicy food when ...]
Ohhhh, it's probably too intense, right?
[So of course he wouldn't have anything like that around when most of his senses aren't on the human scale. She waves a hand at that.]
I'll make sure to be very, very careful with it. [She'll have to wash her mouth out before kissing him after eating spicy tacos and such, but that's alright.]
Ohhhh, it's probably too intense, right?
[So of course he wouldn't have anything like that around when most of his senses aren't on the human scale. She waves a hand at that.]
I'll make sure to be very, very careful with it. [She'll have to wash her mouth out before kissing him after eating spicy tacos and such, but that's alright.]
[... You know that sounds awfully indisputable, and she probably wouldn't fret so much if it were a little easier to measure what he's feeling in comparison. Of course she could also just trust him to bring up any concerns, but that would be far too simple.
Following his request is easy, though, because another benefit of Boxer's size is that it's easy to feel as if he's everywhere, pushing her senses into overdrive so there's no choice but to come. Which is really just fine, she wouldn't - doesn't - want anything else in the moment. Well, it may have been nice to say his name again but she's only capable of raised whimpers, every muscle taut and her back arched just slightly as it happens.
This man is gonna be the sweet, sweet death of her.]
Following his request is easy, though, because another benefit of Boxer's size is that it's easy to feel as if he's everywhere, pushing her senses into overdrive so there's no choice but to come. Which is really just fine, she wouldn't - doesn't - want anything else in the moment. Well, it may have been nice to say his name again but she's only capable of raised whimpers, every muscle taut and her back arched just slightly as it happens.
This man is gonna be the sweet, sweet death of her.]
[Ah, well...he didn't mean to make her turn on the full waterworks, but it seems like she's okay so he'll let her go through the paces, just...being there for her. Holding her.
I won't.
[And that's exactly what he'll give her.]
I know I said I was proud of you earlier, but I really am. It takes strength to move forward.
I won't.
[And that's exactly what he'll give her.]
I know I said I was proud of you earlier, but I really am. It takes strength to move forward.
[Aw. Usually when he runs into a spicy food fanatic they insist that he should try it! Like the previous excursions in palate pain were just figments of his imagination. But no, she instantly understands.
He gives her a soft, fond smile. If anyone was wondering if Nariko was ever ready for a relationship with a monster, let this be evidence that she most definitely is.]
Appreciate it.
He gives her a soft, fond smile. If anyone was wondering if Nariko was ever ready for a relationship with a monster, let this be evidence that she most definitely is.]
Appreciate it.
[Boxer chuckles darkly as he watches and feels her orgasm. Even though she's coming, he doesn't let up on her at all and she'll have to face the intensity through the entire duration, Boxer's amusement making itself apparent.
He leans in and whispers to the back of her ear:]
You're such a good girl, Nariko. You even know how to come on command...
He leans in and whispers to the back of her ear:]
You're such a good girl, Nariko. You even know how to come on command...
[Yeah well, if she's gonna cry she might as well go for the gold there. Besides, the holding does well for her internal process here and when she speaks again the worst of it has passed. She does sort of laugh, though.]
I probably should have done it a long time ago.
[She kisses her favorite spot on his jaw. Which is actually all of it.] I'm ready.
[To go, and never see this place, to ease into the right, next chapter of her life.]
I probably should have done it a long time ago.
[She kisses her favorite spot on his jaw. Which is actually all of it.] I'm ready.
[To go, and never see this place, to ease into the right, next chapter of her life.]
[She had no desire to burn his tastebuds to utter shit, okay? That's just cruel and inhumane. In-monster-kind. Something. The point remained.]
No problem. I wish I could say that I was willing to give up Diego's Spicy Taco Supremo Special but it's not gonna happen. I'd rather enjoy the taste and then gargle Listerine afterward.
[Granted that might not be anymore pleasant for Boxer's senses.]
They have non-spicy foods, too! Burritos as big as your head.
[Which is saying something.]
No problem. I wish I could say that I was willing to give up Diego's Spicy Taco Supremo Special but it's not gonna happen. I'd rather enjoy the taste and then gargle Listerine afterward.
[Granted that might not be anymore pleasant for Boxer's senses.]
They have non-spicy foods, too! Burritos as big as your head.
[Which is saying something.]
[He lets her go--only then does he realize how long he'd held her, because he needs to stretch his arms out a bit before lifting himself up into his wheelchair.]
Your choice on where we go.
[Here's your chance to indulge in some comfort food for a post-cry chaser.]
Your choice on where we go.
[Here's your chance to indulge in some comfort food for a post-cry chaser.]
Oh, I know of them.
[He's got a big grin on his face. Will he ever tire of talking about food? Never.]
I like getting the "all you can eat" nacho bowl. The Sizzle-Sweet flavor.
[...which is not nearly as spicy as it sounds--to a human tongue anyway--but uses a lot of different fruits and veggies in their sauce instead. The secret ingredient: banana peppers.
(He knows.)]
[He's got a big grin on his face. Will he ever tire of talking about food? Never.]
I like getting the "all you can eat" nacho bowl. The Sizzle-Sweet flavor.
[...which is not nearly as spicy as it sounds--to a human tongue anyway--but uses a lot of different fruits and veggies in their sauce instead. The secret ingredient: banana peppers.
(He knows.)]
[Mm, yeah, she didn't think this through but it's alright! She can probably withstand the nonstop pleasure, she just won't be able to talk clearly throughout it, or at all, really. When she does manage to stop writhing and twisting on his penis it's just in time to hear that. She's so pleasure laden that just the use of the world makes her groan darkly.]
I guess even career criminals like myself have some talent.
[Were they still keeping that play up? Who knew. It sounded good and even though she'd felt as if she could go for hours there's maybe one more good orgasm in her and then she's going to pass out. It would be nice if her hormones could make up their somewhat collective mind.]
I guess even career criminals like myself have some talent.
[Were they still keeping that play up? Who knew. It sounded good and even though she'd felt as if she could go for hours there's maybe one more good orgasm in her and then she's going to pass out. It would be nice if her hormones could make up their somewhat collective mind.]
The Pho place on the corner!
[Hot things are comforting when you've made important decisions and left behind toxic influences! Let it be known that she will regret not picking a place with ice cream or pie or cake. She will wake up later on tonight upset at missing her opportunity to eat something fattening without any residual, self-imposed guilt!!!
But, hey, being an adult who lives in the moment is hard sometimes.]
[Hot things are comforting when you've made important decisions and left behind toxic influences! Let it be known that she will regret not picking a place with ice cream or pie or cake. She will wake up later on tonight upset at missing her opportunity to eat something fattening without any residual, self-imposed guilt!!!
But, hey, being an adult who lives in the moment is hard sometimes.]
[Why did she even think he didn't know of them. If she ever finds a restaurant before him it might be something of a miracle. Watch that become their friendly, lifelong competition. Which ultimately means: Even if he doesn't tire of it, he doesn't have to. Because she likes talking about food, too.]
You don't like Mystery Jan's but you'll eat the Sizzle-Sweet flavor that has fifteen thousand different things in it, and you can't even see all of them.
[Explain this to her, Boxer. Please.]
The nacho bowl is good but I never eat enough to justify it. When I was younger I could eat like a garbage disposal, now not so much.
[Considering she still has an obscenely healthy appetite that's saying something.]
You don't like Mystery Jan's but you'll eat the Sizzle-Sweet flavor that has fifteen thousand different things in it, and you can't even see all of them.
[Explain this to her, Boxer. Please.]
The nacho bowl is good but I never eat enough to justify it. When I was younger I could eat like a garbage disposal, now not so much.
[Considering she still has an obscenely healthy appetite that's saying something.]
[The utter look of immediate, regretful horror is just as genuine on her end.]
Yes, of course!!! I'm sorry Boxer, I was just teasing! The Sizzle-Sweet is really, really good! A-And they've even got enough to make it endless!!
[So presumably he wouldn't have to worry about them running out but also
Does she need to hug you, Boxer, to make up for the faux pas? Because she will get up and hug you so tight and apologize profusely.]
Yes, of course!!! I'm sorry Boxer, I was just teasing! The Sizzle-Sweet is really, really good! A-And they've even got enough to make it endless!!
[So presumably he wouldn't have to worry about them running out but also
Does she need to hug you, Boxer, to make up for the faux pas? Because she will get up and hug you so tight and apologize profusely.]
[Oh! Boxer's pleasantly surprised. He wasn't holding her to the expectation that she'd keep up the scene, but since she has...]
Unfortunately, we can't change your conviction. But you'll get a reduced sentence for such good behavior.
[Whatever that might actually mean...still, he's at full mast again, pumping into her pretty unmercilessly. Only because he knows she can take it.]
Unfortunately, we can't change your conviction. But you'll get a reduced sentence for such good behavior.
[Whatever that might actually mean...still, he's at full mast again, pumping into her pretty unmercilessly. Only because he knows she can take it.]
[He...blinks at her for the recoil she's made. She didn't hurt his feelings that badly, as he is the kind to contently disagree on things, but to have one of his favorite things compared to Mystery Jan's? It cuts pretty deep.]
It's okay. I didn't realize you were just teasing.
[A beat.]
It's probably their least popular, so I figured...
[...that she hated it, too.]
It's okay. I didn't realize you were just teasing.
[A beat.]
It's probably their least popular, so I figured...
[...that she hated it, too.]
[Man, Boxer has a really big dick. Which, y'know, she's been very aware of! But somehow she's really feeling it more now, and there's no question about being able to take it, she doesn't falter in the least.]
'Do the crime, do the time', it's only right.
[Or something. It's a little harder to keep her thoughts together now, and it'd be nice to think it was simply the relentless fucking that was altering her vision that really wasn't it. She leaned into him to relax for just a second and then ... Fell asleep. Immediately, dead-ass unconscious.
But still perfectly reactive so, y'know, keep going for it if you want, Boxer?? But she's just gonna curl up against you and nap for at least an hour.]
'Do the crime, do the time', it's only right.
[Or something. It's a little harder to keep her thoughts together now, and it'd be nice to think it was simply the relentless fucking that was altering her vision that really wasn't it. She leaned into him to relax for just a second and then ... Fell asleep. Immediately, dead-ass unconscious.
But still perfectly reactive so, y'know, keep going for it if you want, Boxer?? But she's just gonna curl up against you and nap for at least an hour.]
Is it really? [She hadn't realized, it seemed pretty popular to her!]
Well, in any case, I'd never purposefully make fun of anything that makes you happy, Boxer, whether that's food or a hobby or something else. I really am sorry, and to make it up to you I'm gonna bring you lunch one day! [And then, a little more gently:]
I'll ask them to put thirty thousand flavors in there.
Well, in any case, I'd never purposefully make fun of anything that makes you happy, Boxer, whether that's food or a hobby or something else. I really am sorry, and to make it up to you I'm gonna bring you lunch one day! [And then, a little more gently:]
I'll ask them to put thirty thousand flavors in there.
How'd a wise, well-behaved girl like you get in trouble?
[He's the one who decided she was in trouble, though. Rhetorical question. Not that it matters though, because she's already out.
Like, out-out. Boxer was more than ready to let her rest against him, but the very second she goes limp, he stops what he's doing.]
Nariko? Kitten?
[He checks out her pulse, her breathing, and the responsiveness of her pupils. She doesn't seem to be in immediate danger, so he doesn't see a need to panic. He lets out an easy breath as he looks down at the shared mess between them--maybe she's just anemic?
Instead of just continuing to nail her, he brings her to the bathroom and gives her a warm, fragrant lavender bath. Once her body recovers from the stretch he demanded out of her and he drains his load out from her, he fixes her up with a tampon.
When Nariko wakes up, she'll find herself in Boxer's bedroom, swaddled warmly and tightly in the soft, plush comforter, with a heating pad tucked up against her belly. If she's wondering where Boxer's wandered off to, the quiet clattering in the kitchen is probably her answer. He's got pork dumplings to make!]
[He's the one who decided she was in trouble, though. Rhetorical question. Not that it matters though, because she's already out.
Like, out-out. Boxer was more than ready to let her rest against him, but the very second she goes limp, he stops what he's doing.]
Nariko? Kitten?
[He checks out her pulse, her breathing, and the responsiveness of her pupils. She doesn't seem to be in immediate danger, so he doesn't see a need to panic. He lets out an easy breath as he looks down at the shared mess between them--maybe she's just anemic?
Instead of just continuing to nail her, he brings her to the bathroom and gives her a warm, fragrant lavender bath. Once her body recovers from the stretch he demanded out of her and he drains his load out from her, he fixes her up with a tampon.
When Nariko wakes up, she'll find herself in Boxer's bedroom, swaddled warmly and tightly in the soft, plush comforter, with a heating pad tucked up against her belly. If she's wondering where Boxer's wandered off to, the quiet clattering in the kitchen is probably her answer. He's got pork dumplings to make!]
[He probably gets swatted at a bit when he touches her face but otherwise she's relaxed, blessedly free of the conscious world. She stays that way throughout the entire process which is probably a little bit impressive - or maybe it's the faint snoring that wins that distinction. Nariko sleeps for a good hour and a half, it's only the return of her cramps that force her awake.
For a good few seconds she shoves her face into the pillow and whimpers, reaches down to press the heating pad up against her lower stomach where it hurts the worst.]
Fuck!
[Goddamn periods. Bleary and groggy she twists in the bedsheets.] ... Boxer?
[Wasn't she with him? Why was she in bed? With a little twisting Nariko tries to get away from the bed and put her feet on the floor. Nariko barely stands upright before she's forced to accept that the combination of pain and zero strength in her half-asleep limbs means that she goes down with a yelp and a thud. Hell of a way to wake back up.]
For a good few seconds she shoves her face into the pillow and whimpers, reaches down to press the heating pad up against her lower stomach where it hurts the worst.]
Fuck!
[Goddamn periods. Bleary and groggy she twists in the bedsheets.] ... Boxer?
[Wasn't she with him? Why was she in bed? With a little twisting Nariko tries to get away from the bed and put her feet on the floor. Nariko barely stands upright before she's forced to accept that the combination of pain and zero strength in her half-asleep limbs means that she goes down with a yelp and a thud. Hell of a way to wake back up.]
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