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Wouldn't be doing it if I wasn't getting off on it.

[Getting off on it! Can you believe that? He looks like they're just here for a casual lunch!]

Actually, on that note, could you give me a second?

[His tentacle backs up a little just to shove itself back in and he lets out a load into her. In the most subtle o-face ever, Boxer's eyes unfocus as he bites his bottom lip like he's seen something he wants.

As for the collateral damage she's now sporting, well...they'll just write it off as a food baby. Or something.]

[He really does! But at the same time Boxer's really not the type to lie, he jokes and messes around, sure! But he doesn't lie. And he can't be when he decides to go ahead and take a moment to come in her, the same way someone might step outside to catch their breath.]

Fuck!

[She is much less quiet, of course, because subtlety was never her thing, and the entirety of the situation is beginning to take the appropriate toll on her.] Boxer, ah - I?

[Who the hell knows what she's trying to say there, she tends to ramble at the end so it's probably nothing important. Maybe it's a bit of self-deprecating humor at the fact that she just came with him.]

[He can only tell by the familiar way her muscles contract around him. He'll wait for the tremors to pass before he takes out his tentacles, because experience he has now dictates that the longer he waits after orgasm, the more comfortable it is for her.

One dry tentacle sneaks up onto the table and grabs a napkin by scrunching it up in its grip, then disappearing under the table to sop up some of Nariko's mess while he pushes her unfinished plate back towards her.]

That was romantic. [Coming together like that! ...In public!]

I'm - really glad our visions of romantic match.

[Or something like that, she's experiencing that post-coital rush of feeling and it's a little harder to lay back on a table, so she manages a smile and tries to enjoy her drink. The tentacle that's helping her gets a loving pet, even though that make sit look as though she's touching herself.]

Didn't know public fucking was your thing.

[Learn something new about your steady boyfriend all the time!!]

You know, I didn't either. Usually when I'm out in public, I'm by myself.

[All the more reason to behave himself, honestly. He goes back to eating.]

But that's the kind of thing I do when I'm in season. No warning, just--then and there.

[Just to give her a controlled taste of what's to come if she's really okay with this.]

So that was basically a giant demo run.

[Which is something of a relief because she was beginning to think the intensity of it all was a twenty-four seven thing! Apparently it's that they're touchier than usual if he doesn't restrain himself, but maybe all out fucking won't be the norm.

Unless he's 'in season'.]

And that's summer, right? Your season.

Yeah. Warmer water makes the hormones kick in.

[Not only is it currently summer, but the island they're going to is fairly tropical...someone's going to be chomping at the bit to have sex a lot on this trip.]

Mm.

[Yeah, those two facts don't escape her by any means, but she was pretty much ready to have boatloads of sex anyway - how was that not part of the vacation fun? As if remembering her own food she finally begins to eat again, but she's still considering an idea.]

Well, it'll be fine! It's a lot easier for me to work externally in the summer since a lot of the interns come on at about that time, so there are extra hands on deck!

[And once every days besides that is pretty much cake on a stick.]

Hmm.

[He twirls his fork delightedly while he tilts his head at her in interest.]

Making plans so you can be my personal cumdump?

[...is he trying to get her wound up again, talking like that? Maybe. Definitely maybe. Or maybe it's just punishment for missing out on the pun, "extra hands on dick."]

[Boxer, no, you don't go the easy route just because it presents itself! Come on!]

Basically.

[She might as well admit it the truth, and the fact that it is riling her up a bit is just a happy side effect.] If I say I'm going to give something a shot then that means rearranging stuff! And for you, it's nothing.

[That's a very business-like way of answering it when, really ...] Kind of always wanted to do something like this, y'know? Just be used for that. Like. Breeding.

[That last word comes out very, very quietly - no one would blame Boxer if he didn't hear it! It's kind of strange to find out that your girlfriend has a heat fantasy.]

[He doesn't understand what she says the moment that she says it, but he figures it out in the time he's about to ask her to repeat herself.]

Breeding, [he murmurs at the same volume.] Is that so. Well, what if I said I wanted to see how many more loads I can fit inside of you? How would you feel about that?

[He asks in a tone that sounds like he's going to do it anyway, but he really is genuinely asking her behind the suggestive pitch.]

[It's hardly like Boxer to kink shame in any way but she's still pretty relieved that he doesn't seem to blink an eye at the word, let alone the idea. It leaves her smiling around her fork. These pot stickers are incredibly delicious, sexy times not withstanding.]

I'd bet you I can at least handle four.

[Considering the absolute volume he produces it's a small number with a great effect.]

Four, hm?

[He makes it look like he's just sitting here trying to picture it, but he's really thinking about the time they'd have to invest in order to make him orgasm at least four times. Better schedule some time for it.]

We'll have to try it after dinner, then. [Just to get her anticipating it between now and then. And he'll have to come up with some ideas to keep it fresh the whole time, too.] Oh, that reminds me--did you bring any toys?

[Please, please tell him you brought toys.]

Of course I did.

[She, uh, actually had a bit of a surprise planned for him as far as toys were concerned! Hopefully she won't end up accidentally spoiling it in the course of this discussion.

And, to be honest, he really might not have to work to create any sense of anticipation, she'll pretty much have it going in the back of her head the entire time.]

I mean, I couldn't bring all of them but there's a pretty big variety! I also brought a lot of batteries.

[So many batteries.]

[Oh, how exciting.]

No, no, that's reasonable. I'm sure you picked the best of the best to join us.

[And now he has something to anticipate: finding out which ones she brought. He has no idea that a newcomer has entered the ring yet.

He sets his first plate aside as he finishes it, then starts on the second. The waiter comes by with a refill on his lemonade, and Boxer finally starts removing his tentacles from Nariko, slowly and smoothly while chasing down the wetness with that napkin.]

I also brought the collar because it matches an outfit I have, so that one doesn't have to be sexual unless, y'know, it ends up being sexual.

[This is very much the result of them being on vacation because as a respected member of New Cloudbank's government (no matter how minuscule her position in said government actually is) she can't exactly run around in that kind of stuff. It's not professional and it has to be kept behind doors! But no one's going to know who she is where they're going!

She smiles at their waiter, and it's a good thing the kid didn't look back at her because she makes a little bit of a face at the exit situation underneath their table.]

Leaving me by myself, huh? Or, wait. [And here Nariko looks down the top of her own dress and pulls away the neckline to see if she's still got a little friend in her bra!]

It's a cute accessory by its own merit. Is there a leash to go with it?

[If not, it's no big deal. It's easy enough to use a tentacle as a makeshift leash.]

Wouldn't even dream of it.

[Lo and behold, the little one is still there. He waves again! He likes hanging out with his two new buddies.]

[You know, she probably shouldn't have expected much of anything to come across platonically with them.] There is. It's one of those starter ones with rhinestones on it.

[She's weirdly proud of the leash, okay. It's been with her since her very first vibrator, so maybe that's why she's so fond of the thing. In any case she ends up beaming. Hey, little guy!! She reaches in to give him another little tap/high five before putting her dress back in place. Have fun chilling buddy.

She tries a wonton, and then:] So, Boxer, was the timing of this trip on purpose?

[It was a pretty lengthy vacation. Timed specifically to when he'd be going through his biological fun time. It was either a major coincidence or he kind of set it up.]

[It high-fives her back and tries to wrap around her finger. Alas, he's not quick enough to pull both of those off.]

What does "starter" imply, exactly...?

[Are there levels of difficulty on leash use? If not, he's totally unaware.]

Yes and no. My friend that I got these tickets from only gave me so many options to choose from as far as location and time was concerned. Don't think that either of us wanted to go to Europa in the middle of winter. It's beautiful, I'm sure, but I don't want to freeze.

[And he gets cold very easily out of water.]

[They will bond in the near future! Since Boxer ordered everything on the menu she goes for the chicken lettuce wraps, she's very neat about packing it all in there, making a neat little box. His explanation is perfectly logical and she nods in general agreement.] I don't want you to freeze either, and you don't want to have to take care of me when I'm sick from running around in crappy weather.

[Every single fucking winter like clockwork, no matter how much she bundles herself up. It's like a curse. That's beside the point, of course, she hasn't forgotten about the other question.]

Have you ever seen those 'beginner bdsm' kits they sell at adult stores or online? And it's got stuff like warming lube and fuzzy handcuffs?

[Very intro, basic sort of stuff, no hard kink involved just yet.]

Yeah. Not a fan.

[Especially not a fan of how his blood gets thicker and he wants to do nothing but sleep the entire time. Ugh. But it'd be cool if it meant more cuddling with Nariko even if she is sick. Sick and warm with fever. He'd keep her cool...]

Oh, I know of them. Never bought one. [Mostly because he's the kind of thrifty shopper to go like 'hey, i could buy these separately and save 25% of the box's whole price'.

Other than the fact that fuzzy handcuffs, warming lube, and sleeping masks are basically the kiddie pool of BDSM. He has eight whole appendages that are more BDSM than those kits.]

[A sleepy Boxer would be an adorable one, but it wouldn't be worth the detriment to his health. Besides, it's not as if New Cloudbank is all Spring-like all the time, right? They live near the ocean so cold cuddling will probably occur during the normal winter, and that'll be enough.]

Well, I did when I was fourteen, and only because of a very stupid reason that didn't actually have anything to do with sex.

['Kiddie pool' was a really great way to describe it.] Well, that's where I got the leash from, hence 'starter'. I gave the rest to Mikaela since I figured she'd enjoy the illusion of being sexually open-minded.

[So it's not particularly durable, and hardly to meant to inspire the right kind of feeling - a thin little thing she hadn't been able to let go of for whatever reason.]

[What can I say? Both Boxer and Nariko like swimming in the deep end. Not in BDSM in particular, but kinkdom in general.]

It sounds cute, either way. I just hope it can keep up with us. [He'd hate to ruin one of her favorite toys because he got a little assertive!]

[He lets out an amused huff at 'illusion of sexually open-minded.'] What was the reason you got it, if not for sex? [Fourteen! She started early. Sounds like there's a story here.]

[Kinksters matched in heaven.]

You might need to buckle up a little for this one, because teenager logic is golden. [And she wasn't a very cohesive kid by any means.] So, you have to realize that I'd already been pretty sexually active by then, I pretty much worked my way through half of my grade and up into the Sophomores by then, the Energizer bunny didn't have shit on me.

[Twelve and half to seventeen was a whirlwind of shitty decisions, bruises, and lots of guys and a few girls.]

But I was terrified of sex shops. I don't know why. You'd think a girl wouldn't have many standards after so much gravel's on her damn knees but they just freaked me out. I didn't like seeing them, didn't want to go in them, I got my lingerie from mall stores and crap. It was a very deep set thing.

[She raises both hands, some magical signal that she has appropriately communicated the stage. She's also a little tipsy by now.]

So what's the first thing my stupid high school friends want to do when I'm high as shit? Drag me to a sex shop, kicking and screaming, threatening to rip off limbs the whole time, because I'm a brat when I'm high.

[Which she has no been since, like, sixteen, but it's an important note. Also sorry Boxer, the dramatic pause goes here.]

[He gives her a look with raised eyebrows. It was even earlier than fourteen?! He really shouldn't ask, and he knows, but he really can't help himself.]

When did you start having sex, then?

[That many people in such a short amount of time...maybe that's why she can take so many of his tentacles can fit at once--maybe she's had more than one guy stuffed up there at once. Oh no, that's such a kinky mental picture. He keeps the thought to himself but he takes a large gulp of lemonade in a poor attempt to quench the thirst.

Not that he's ignoring her story.]

No, I don't blame you--some sex stores can be shady. That's why I always stuck with the internet. [He gives her an even smile--it's a surprising thing for him to say, considering that he has...absolutely no collection that he's ever introduced Nariko to.

Mystery abounds.]

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