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more krakenboxer shenanigans feat. nariko

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[gunslingerqueen]

Oh, don't let me forget! [Because while she'll remember almost immediately the next morning when her mouth feels gross and Boxer won't be able to kiss her at all, it's the kind of thing she habitually forgets for some cruel reason. She finds the hose while he's talking but ... She's not exactly understanding how it's supposed to be filled with water. Does it hook in there and basically filter it? These are things she has to know, since Nariko doesn't intend to make this their only vacation.]

Neurosis is only bad when it doesn't benefit you!

[Although ...] What'd you bring to wear?

[All of those things are pretty small and can therefore look small in bags, and they don't take the same shape as clothes. It's pretty much nothing compared to the gigantic suitcase she brought - it's a third of Boxer's size and it barely has everything she wanted to bring along.

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I'll try!

[Yeah, sure. It works on RP logic and whatever engineering involved that this writer doesn't feel like working out. But basically it's long enough to reach from the bathroom to where he placed his bed.]

Uh...nothing? I couldn't think of a situation in which I'd need one of my suits. Not badly enough to risk bringing it with me.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She blinks at him.]

So you're basically going to run around naked.

[...]

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[He shrugs.]

I dunno about running...

[Smartass.]

[gunslingerqueen]

You know what I mean!

[She pokes both of his big cheeks with her fingers.]

I don't know whether to be incredibly proud or stupidly jealous.

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[He sticks out his gold tongue as if his cheeks were a dispensary button. Did we mention his tongue was gold too? 'Cause it is.]

I'm like this all the time, Nariko. You know that.

[Yeah, because most of the time he's in and out of water!]

gmail needs to stop stacking emails weirdly and not sending me the notif for this thread

[gunslingerqueen]

[It's really dumb of her but that makes her giggle for just a second - his response brings back the Girlfriend Pout.]

I know! [It doesn't make sense for him to have a uniform or whatever.]

But girls attempting to be as hot as me while wearing bikinis aren't always around your incredibly hot self! [It's only part of the time, since she doesn't think he spends all his time chilling on the boats that pass through their cities waters.]

I honestly had to make gmail stop stacking emails. it's the only way i can keep up with my tags

[n_ll]

You think they're your competition?

[He scoffs.]

Please. They'll have to compete amongst themselves for the third spot in our bed.

[Or fourth...or fifth...]

I will have to google that because I didn't even think it was a possibility

[gunslingerqueen]

Poor competition. [Just to clarify.] But they're going to try regardless and while that's cute and I understand where they're coming from, but ...

[But her patience was quite thin, and a little too much pawing or even the slightest hint of discomfort on Boxer's part? There wouldn't be any slapping, her fist would crack some damn teeth real quick.

But wow whose taking up those other two spots, Boxer, do you have other girlfriends Nariko is not aware of.]

We'd really have to look for someone to occasionally take up that spot. And there are certain ways in which I won't share at all.

[Namely emotional, sorry Boxer. It's her or not at all.]

'tis! it's super good. havent figured out how to do it on my phone yet

[n_ll]

Oh...

[He gives her a stare that makes it really obvious his mental train just came to an emergency stop.]

Is that--is that how you feel? [In general, he means, not just on vacation. The stare quickly becomes something vulnerable, something hurt, as he realizes he might've done something behind Nariko's back that would hurt her, though not intentionally.]

mobile always trails behind.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She's not -- What? What just happened? What's going on? Because it's definitely something.]

Kind of? [This became a weirdly treacherous conversation.] I mean like I said it's not a bad thing, I'm just - y'know, I'm not that big on women most of the time, so ...

[Her answer is off kilter, as if she's suddenly forgotten how to compose whole sentences. She's talking about occasional threesomes, but that can't possibly put such a pained expression on his face.]

dunnit

[n_ll]

Must've...figured wrong. It's not been...exclusive--sexually, I mean--I thought I explained the situation...

[And he can't compose whole sentences either. God, please don't let this be him digging his own grave.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[She blinks, and tries to work out what he's saying around the scared buzzing in her own head. In the end she manages to put an approximate guess together quite neatly.]

So you've been having sex with other people.

[The whole time.]

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[He wrings his hands.]

...Yes.

Sneaking in as many tags as I can right before work is hard

[gunslingerqueen]

[It - of course it hurts. He'd mentioned multiple partners in the beginning, and there was the implication that it was as much of a need as a matter of pleasure ... But she just hadn't really thought about it, the whole time they'd been together.]

Oh. Okay.

[They were - it's not as if they'd even had a talk about being emotionally exclusive which, in all truth, is the more important component here. She shouldn't feel so hurt, or even vaguely stupid for not dating around on her end, too.]

You're still hungry, right? Let's go.

[In any other situation it would be a normal, loving smile - and it is in a sense! There isn't a hint of anger in her expression or body language! But when compared to what they were just talking about her usual cheeriness might seem a bit ... Creepy. Or forced, at least.]

it's a tuff life

[n_ll]

[But he still sits there, looking like a frightened, caged animal. Boxer's not even entirely sure he remembers how to breathe. The forced cheeriness is just as much an indication that he's in the doghouse as anything else.

He swallows hard, dry.]

M-maybe I should...go.

[Like, go-go. Get off the boat and call it off. After a beat, he starts to crawl his way to the window.

The balcony window.]

It truly is

[gunslingerqueen]

[That he gets up to leave is interesting because she hasn't left his lap!! So at once she's on the floor and then he's ... Apparently trying to go out the window. Which would be incredibly alarming if it were anyone else ... Actually it's still pretty alarming even now.]

Boxer.

[It's going to be difficult but she gets a hold of him somehow whether it's his arm or his torso or his hip-ish area, and doesn't let go. Nariko is short but she's also a little stronger than one might think and he's at least got to feel her pulling at him.]

You're really going to leave me alone here?

Re: It truly is

[n_ll]

["Try" should have been the operational word.

He really can't squirm out of her grasp--he's too dry and she's too strong, so he stops trying before instinct kicks in. His forearms rest on the floor, and he hides his face between them and his hands. To her question, he shakes his head 'no', unable to vocalize it because he's currently preoccupied by chanting DON'T INK DON'T INK DON'T INK in his head.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[When he goes still she lets go almost immediately and moves up to sort of face him properly.]

If you're not, then why are you trying to throw yourself out the window?

[Let's start simple and work up, it might be the way to go.]

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[He's still got his face hidden, and it takes him a second to get his voice back. When he does, it's cracking and warbling--words on the verge of tears.]

I didn't--I didn't want to hurt you. I thought you knew, I thought--I don't want this to be another failed one; you're too important to me...

[gunslingerqueen]

Nothing has 'failed'.

[She reaches out to card her fingers through his hair very gently, and while her tone itself is also gentle there's a firmness there that can't be argued with. Nariko can't really help it, for as wildly as it contrasts her own feelings. When someone she loves is clearly hurt she can't do anything but try to be the strong one.] I am hurt, but that's my fault. I thought what we did was enough.

[But that was an assumption she made, wasn't it? An explanation she came up with that helped to keep her from lingering on the topic.]

Besides, neither one of us said it was exclusive, you haven't done anything wrong.

[They've spent a lot of time together, they're obviously on a trip together but ... Nothing is locked down until it is, right?]

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[At the affectionate gesture, he tilts his head to the side just enough to look at her with a single eye. There's a slow blink, one that shows off both his eyelid sets.]

Almost daily...during the summer...

[He might as well be explicit now, right? If exclusive is what she wants.]

Every three days otherwise.

[Boxer sits up, but he slouches forward, his head hung low.]

We're going on a month-long vacation, Nariko...you've been my dedication for a while now. But if you want to sexually exclusive too...it's going to be demanding.

[Which means that he's going to initiate a lot, and there's not a whole lot of wiggle room to say no.]

The way we've been doing it, it's just...I always knew that you'd want it. With exclusivity, you won't always...

[Ugh, this sounds horrible, and he knows it.]

...have a say in the matter, one way or another...

[gunslingerqueen]

[It's awful that her first, natural response might be incredulity, because frankly the idea of that aggression, the lack of choice or at least the situation in which it would be difficult to object for a variety of reasons creates about the same reaction it has for years now - straight shot arousal that, if not for the far more important situation, would probably be dizzying for her. Who knew she'd actually be grateful for this heavy mood, because that's not a part of herself to be let out at all, basically.]

Mm. [That slouching, the lack of eye contact, it all worries her, but she has to give him room to go about it the way he needs to, even if it tears at her a little to see him devoid of his usual warmth.]

Is that to say you won't have a choice in how it starts, sometimes?

[Because she can't imagine the guy forcing a chicken to cross the road to save it's own life. So while she can certainly generate the fantasy it doesn't fit with Boxer as she knows him currently - which means there's something else, biological instincts or something, that she's not entirely aware of.]

[n_ll]

[He sits up a little better now, but he's still avoiding eye contact while he rubs at his shoulder shyly. He's not really sure where she's going with this line of questioning, but that's no reason to not answer as honestly as possible.]

I like making my choices before they don't become a choice anymore. [A beat.] So...yes, I'd say that's accurate.

[He has no idea that what she's thinking right now might actually work in both of their favors--he's too busy being ashamed and focused on making sure he communicates exactly what needs to be said to move forward.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[She's quiet for a moment because this is too important a decision to be reacting on pure instinct. When she does finally come up with the right words Nariko lays a hand on his shoulder very carefully, mindful of the possibility that he might not want to be touched.]

Do you ... Want to be with just one person? It's a considerable change for you too, right? I'd understand if you'd rather things stay the way they are. [She actually doesn't, in the strictest sense, polyamory is a difficult concept for her to grasp, but open relationships aren't, and her feelings for Boxer are pretty clear by now - she's pretty much in love with him, enough to understand something difficult for both their sakes.]

I don't want you to feel as if you have to change something you enjoy to keep me around, that's not what this is.