doku | 　

[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.]

[Oh dear god Boxer .... If you had heard some of the shit she's managed to get away with before college .... Lawdy.]

I lost my virginity when I was twelve, so kind of from then? [There was a long break between the first time and the next, but the curiosity kicked back into gear a few months before turning thirteen. Still, the way she answers, quick and sort of offhand, unbothered by the question and even more nonplussed by her own answer is a good indication of the truth: She doesn't realize how incredibly early that is for one to have their cherry popped.

What's more important to her is that discrepancy, because she does catch it. And despite how long they've been dating she won't claim to have seen every inch of his apartment or gone through his stuff. He could easily have stuff hid away! But they're enough like bunnies that if he did have one, wouldn't it have come up?

She goes on with the story anyway.]

Exactly. At least if it's coming from the internet then I picture, like, a warehouse or something where everyone's mandated to wear gloves and keep everything clean! [She's a little bit of a neat freak jsyk - as long as she's in a good mental state.] So we get there and it's ... Not bad at all! I mean, I saw cobwebs here and there but if I expected people to maintain my standards of cleanliness they'd all be nuts.

So now there's this amazing wonderland, all the employees are female and incredibly sweet to us, never mind that it was completely illegal for us to even be there. We looked around and oohed and awed over everything but, y'know, there was this vibrator I really liked! It was teal and perfected and it had bumps all over it, and it's vibration felt like it could rattle my spine if I put it in me - I was enamored.

[Because why wouldn't Nariko Lunae love a vibrator.] But, again: It was illegal for us to be there, they let it slide but they weren't going to sell us actual toys. The box for the BDSM kit was really cute, and it was pink with a big white bow, packaged to look like a gift you'd put it under a tree. Originally it had, like, a paddle and the handcuffs and a silk mask or something - nothing at all racy. When I asked for it they said they'd sell it to me they said yes! So I just took the bow off, put the toy in, and when I paid for the kit I left the tip as the price of the toy I actually wanted!

[And that's how Nariko ended up with a baby BDSM kit. In pursuit of a far more interesting goal.]

[Twelve. Twelve! Holy shit. ...Who had sex with a twelve year old? Nariko's a force to be reckoned with but the age of consent in New Cloudbank is, er, most definitely not twelve.]

Wow. [For what it's worth, he doesn't say it like "wow, you're depraved" but more like "wow, you're really dedicated to be a nymphomaniac, and I'm kind of disappointed why I didn't take advantage of that until now."

And, to be fair, the mess between her legs is definitely not the picture of a neat freak. He did try his best to clean it up! And there's the inevitable aftermath too...]

[Boxer scoffs in amusement at the conclusion of her story.]

I knew there was a reason why I loved you.

[Ingenious and unashamed to use her ingenuity to get her some good self-loving at the young age of fourteen.]

Wanna know what my first toy was? A prostate vibe. I don't know why I thought it'd work, since by then I was used to the concept of human-sized things were not meant for kraken, but I don't think the lesson really sunk in until it was stuck inside me.

On the bright side, I learned that nothing can get truly stuck inside me.

[Do what you will with that information.]

Edited 2016-03-21 23:27 (UTC)

[A thirteen-year-old, which is the better of many unsettling possibilities. And as far as that kind of mess? Well, it escapes her tyrannical desire to keep things orderly, in part because she can always just take a shower and then she's all squeaky and perfect again. But his overall reaction to her story earns a big grin out of her.

When he mentions something being stuck though she's - kind of horrified and scared for him!! But that bright side kind of turns it around.]

So you'll never end up on that 'Sex Sent Me to the E.R.' show, huh? [Which is probably for the best.]

You didn't just by that and stop, did you? There are toys that would fit!

[You just have to look at the right sites. Which, y'know, he might be doing with his mystical, hidden collection.]

Edited 2016-03-21 23:51 (UTC)

I probably won't be the one in the E.R.

[Not that he's planning or wants to send Nariko to the hospital...actually, on second thought, he's never sent anyone to the hospital that he didn't mean to.]

Well, it's...

[There's that even smile again. It breaks around the edges, showing some level of embarrassment.]

Sure, I bought a few more. Really high-quality, expensive stuff. But when I'm by myself, I like to push myself hard, and...

[He shrugs.]

Things aren't made for kraken. I got tired of wasting my money.

[That's right. His solo hijinks break toys.]

[Oh, he's going to love what she's got hiding for him! ... Although, let's just hope she didn't mess up the dimensions, it's perfectly valid to love that pressed, stuffed kind of feeling but she'd hate to overdo it after all that work. They'll have to see later on in the evening!]

At least you aren't hiding a collection from me! I might have been a little upset if that were the case!

[Look, she's not even vaguely surprised that he can break stuff like that, so there's no use in making a big deal about that.]

That really is a shame, though, I mean, even if it was just a sort of 'bullet' situation, it'd be worth it, right? Oh, and what if it could twist around in place, and the varying levels of intensity, pulse settings, different patterns ....

[What if he was dating an almost mechanical engineer who could put a motor to good use and only needed to dig through metal suppliers to find something he couldn't break too easily if he was spooked by something.

What if.]

[He still has no idea.]

I wouldn't have hidden it on you, I promise. Unless you wanted to see a pile of realistically molded silicone bottoms split down the middle, which is...[He grimaces, sucking air between his teeth.] About as horrifying as it sounds.

[What if indeed. Which is why her description make him fantasize about it in the most vivid of context.]

That all sounds great...as long as it doesn't have a cord.

[That is, sadly, the piece that always failed him.]

And it's gotta be big, too, so I can...you know...feel it.

[A little horrifying, yes. But she's survived, like, a third of what he puts those things up against, right? ... Well, maybe less than that. Hm.]

No, we're absolutely a cord-free zone. They're not sexy at all.

[For her they're just annoying as fuck.]

Of course! Kind of like ... [She makes the shape of it in her hands, it really is quite sizable, he'll be able to feel it and he should feel appropriately filled with it, but it won't exactly push any of his limits. She didn't want to go overboard with the first model, because it's barely outside of the working prototype phase. Crawl, walk, run and all that.

But it's actual shape is like a emu egg, plumped up a bit and tapered into a more oval shape for a simpler insertion.]

[No, she's taken just shy of how much he tried to pull off on them. She could take even more than they did, if she ever expressed to him that she wanted to be stretched even more.]

Hmm.

[In honesty it'd probably take an ostrich egg for him to go oh, just the idea of that size turns me on but it'd actually be more than he could chew at first once you factor in the tools it'll come with. Crawl, walk, run.]

Sounds good.

[And he can only let his imagination go wild with all the different ways that she could get it nestled in that sweet spot between his balls and prostate.]

[This is really going to be a fun trip for him because, hey, if she doesn't really have to walk anywhere the next day, then ...

It's got the shape-ish of that kind of egg but not the height, it's a bit longer than it is wide, but there is a bit of a curve to it. It's definitely not something she could take without quite a bit of work and she tried to use that as a bit of a measuring stick. If it's really a stretch for her then maybe he'll at least be able to feel it? ~~I'm bad at describing shapes I apologize~~]

It's a thought!

[She's still so excited, goodness. Even if it's not the success she wants it to be he'll at least know she's capable of tailoring it and maybe be excited for the prospect of durable toys.]

[He'll definitely feel it. And if the motor in it is strong--as it most definitely is, considering it's Nariko's handiwork--he'll be in heaven, even though it won't be stretching him. After all, he can take his own dick to the base, which is like seven human dicks thick, so...

All things considered, it doesn't have to stretch him. It's the motion of the ocean, and so on. Plus, he might, uh, pretend he's laying an egg when he's done with it.

Look, women aren't the only ones who can have breeding fetishes, okay?]

It's a good thought.

[Anyway, he's done now. It was a good lunch! He finishes off his lemonade.]

You, uh, wanna make a 'deposit' [and maybe clean up a little bit] before we go on our self-guided tour? Or do you want to take it with you?

[Both options are totally fine with him.]

Edited 2016-03-22 02:05 (UTC)

[Hey, if it makes Boxer happy then she's ecstatic! Follow your heart, boyfriend, do what makes you happy so long as it's safe.]

Nah, it should be ... [She began to speak before she stood up so when that happens, well! Suddenly there's the pressure and weight of it in her, the very tempting desire to feel his come slide out and make a complete mess of her thighs. Depending on how long this tour is it might be difficult -

But that's half the fun.]

It'll be fine!

[It probably will not be, but what's life without acceptable risks?]

[Heheheheh. He loves the look on her face when she's aware of the weight of it all. And the way her dress falls over her stomach...well, no one would suspect anything out of that barely-noticeable lump, but he knows the truth--and that's what makes it all the more exciting.]

Let's head out then.

[He'll push himself behind her, thank you. He's not going to miss out on the way she walks when she's trying to keep it all in.

Especially when she's in heels.]

[You know, they're much too familiar with each other now, so she knows exactly what he's doing, and it only makes her flush that much harder. Most people would probably just assume that she's walking slowly, but there is a slight change in the way her hips move, and the exact range of motion of her legs, too. She can't just go around striding or else it's really going to slide right out! That, and the quicker she walks the more aware of it she is.]

Okay, there's supposed to be a pool and the theater, too ...

[How did she end up leading? This is going to be a little more difficult than she had considered.

But Nariko guides them out of the dining hall all the same and goes! Left! That's usually a good direction! ]

[That slow, sensual walk...he'll never get enough of it. In fact, he's already thinking of ways to deal with the fallout when it comes out. But he's also paying attention to where they're going, if he is...thinking about where they could have sex on the sly around here as they go.

They end up finding the pool first. It's on the bigger side for cruise ships, but Boxer can already smell the chlorine in the air...eugh, it makes his skin crawl. He'll go for a swim in it if Nariko wants to, but she'll have to repay him in moisturizer afterwords--and he's definitely not going to breathe in it. Yuck. As they're rounding the corner of the poolside, an announcement comes over the P.A. that they're about to disembark.]

Oh. You wanna stay here and watch or keep going?

[He's watched New Cloudbank disappear into the distance plenty of times before on ships he wasn't meant to be on (heh heh) but he doesn't know if Nariko wants to capture the moment. They have a great vantage angle for it right now!]

[Uhhhhh, no way in hell is she getting into that thing, Boxer won't have to worry about it. If she wanted an excuse to get all slippery with him then she'd rather just squirt everywhere. That chlorine is going to wreck the shit out of her hair and dry out her skin just. No. Hell no. Her face might say as much once she gets that waft of chlorine. When they're back outside and they get the announcement ...]

Huhm ...

[She really does have to think about it because the city always cuts a lovely image, but:] Nah, I think it'll be a little too sad.

[They won't be coming back for a while! This is the first time she's left in ages and while she's very happy to be on the trip with Boxer, and to spend so much uninterrupted time with the man she loves, her brother is still there, her coworkers and her few friends will be so far away, and there is something a little panicky about that. But she won't be able to think about it if she can't see it!]

Wanna find the bowling alley?

[Then they're in agreement, then. The waters of St. Lucasta are going to be way better for swimming and breathing anyway. And probably great for the skin, now that you mention it.]

That's fair. [Not everyone does it, after all, and he's desensitized to it. He gives her a look when she mentions the bowling alley. Does he look like the kind of person who can bowl, Nariko? He's wider than the goddamn lane.]

Sure.

[But that doesn't mean he won't watch her play! Or maybe even try himself. Might have to use his tentacles to get inside those holes, though.

Heh heh.]

[Maybe it's just a little mean but she can't help grinning at the look he gives her. It might be a little difficult for him but bowling is fun! She's actually pretty good at it! And it's a sport that doesn't require a heavy duty sports bra, which is always nice! But the truth is that this is a tour and they should see everything! She's not really going to stop and bowl in the middle of the day.]

Man, it's a little more crowded than I thought it would be!

[As they go along they naturally pass whole groups of people, other couples as well as whole families.] I wonder how many noise complaints we'll get before we reach our hotel. [Because Nariko isn't very quiet, and she definitely isn't any good at restraining herself.]

Oh, they've got a lounge!!!

[And there she goes, making a sharp, quick turn that slows down very quickly, but it doesn't stop the little bit of of, ah, leakage going on.]

Shit. [JUST. Just excuse her while she keeps her knees together for a second.]

[Maybe later, when they're looking for something to do that isn't sex. But let's face it, they're gonna be plenty busy.

As they pass by a particularly screaming toddler, Boxer winces.]

Are you sure we won't be the ones filing noise complaints...?

[He says it under his breath just in case the mother is around.]

I think they have thre--oh!

[He almost runs into her with that sudden stop! He's been keeping active inventory of bathrooms for this very reason.]

Need to go to the restroom?

[Oh boy, oh boy, he's been waiting for this...! But only if she chooses to call it.]

[This is always such A Thing. On the one hand it's completely embarrassing to know that something is about to drip out of you, there's a loss of control in the idea itself let alone the execution. On the other hand it's exciting and a mess, an acceptable one that's sort of fun, which leaves her an awkwardly turned on mess, so there's really no shortage of fluids coming into play, whether they're in her or not.]

Ah ... [She doesn't want to, but it's probably not a good idea, in truth, to make a mess on the first day.] Y-Yes. Definitely.

[It's amazing how something can be humiliating and exciting at once.]

Men's room. Over there.

[He points in the direction she needs to follow. If she's wondering why he's directing her to the men's room, it should make itself clear as he herds her into the handicap stall.

Hopefully she's ready for a ride, because his tentacles come up from below him and wrap around her waist and each of her legs. He lifts her up off the ground to hover her hips right in front of his face, and uses another tentacle to gently lift up the skirt of her dress while the others spread her legs.

He opens up his mouth and licks up what's dribbled down her thighs in long, slow strokes as he works himself up to her totally soaked cunt.]

[She's not really questioning anything in moment, and wouldn't even if she was thinking a little bit more clearly. Maybe the men's room was closest? Something like that. Either way just getting to the door is a little bit of a struggle so by the time they make it into the stall she's just ready to let it go, panting faintly and knees shaking.

But he really gets her with that move and it's a blessing that she tenses all over in shock instead of relaxing a little bit too much.]

Holy-

[All he's doing is licking, but her muscles shake and then tense, when she groans it's dark and rather impatient while her hands flail to brace on something. One finds the wall, the other chooses the back of his head, though it's devoid of pressure.]

I-I can't -- [Good god she wants him to fuck her or kiss her or stuff her up with every single limb he's got, she doesn't know, but she does.

Just tell her she can, Boxer, and you'll get a face full.]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject