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[Nah, not the one on the boat! He likes being squished up into tight spaces and all that but there's probably a limit, there. .... May every god ever worshiped help him if he mentioned being able to smell any change in her body's chemistry. His ear drums don't deserve the shrieking that such information would entail.

But! She laughs when he pokes at her boobs, she grabs extra lube before leaning back into him.]

I think I've got everything.

[Or, rather, she's done being a situational packrat for the time being!]

[He likes being squished into tight places, but that tub literally has space for only one half of him, no water, and no Nariko. That's a problem! And yeah, by now he's learned what of his monster-born abilities to disclose and what to not. Some go over better than others, and he's pretty good at hiding the evidence.]

You got it, my little hoarder.

[Tease, tease. He rolls them over to the checkout, where the employee behind the register...gives them a weird look. Boxer doesn't seem to care...or maybe he just doesn't notice.]

[She pouts at him for that but it's nothing serious. Nariko is absolutely not a hoarder!! All of these things she's bought have specific uses that she can justify at any given moment!! ... Probably. Maybe. ... Okay maybe she hoards tiny little things in a specific box in her room that he will probably never see.

As far as their cashier is concerned ... She notes that look and gives back an incredibly stern one in response, practically daring the fucker to say something that could even come off as even vaguely negative. Of course she still helps put everything up onto the counter, but she might be radiating little waves of aggression.

Sorry you're dating an aggressive teacup Pomeranian or something.]

[Boxer does, however, notice the expressly nervous look that the clerk puts on once he catches Nariko's death glare, of which he's ignorant. As they go through the transaction, Boxer is nothing but sunshine and flowers, making friendly idle chat because he thinks the guy is scared of him.

So he's facing down an angry teacup Pomeranian and a big, fluffy blanket embroidered with the words 'hug me' in pastel colors.

Ultimately, they get through it without any conflict. As he rolls them out of the store, Boxer asks:]

Where to next?

[Her boyfriend is the cutest, really and truly, though it might end producing something of a terrible cycle. Boxer's sunny nature just makes her want to protect him even more, which in turn makes her that much more protective! It's probably a very good thing that they don't linger there.]

No idea.

[She ran out of ideas quickly, there.] Let's try going up, though! I want to see the ocean.

[Because it seems a shame to be on this boat and be cooped up the entire time!

To the bow!

[And off they go! It's pretty quiet up there because people are either at the aft to watch the city disappear or elsewhere in the ship. It's a little on the windy side, but it's nothing but blue sky and blue water here. In two hours, it'll be sunset!]

It's so pretty ...

[And it'll be just as beautiful in a few more hours! But she likes it this way, too, in part because they're alone for a little bit. She breathes deep and relaxes.]

I love you.

[It's A Moment.]

[Yeah. It's a moment for him, too.

He reaches down with his opposite hand to brush a thumb against her cheek as he leans down to give her a brief but warm kiss on the lips.]

I love you too.

[And he shifts a little to wrap her in the blanket a little more tighter to protect her from the wind.]

[The funny thing is that she can't recall the last time she actually felt this way so - happy. Really and truly happy for every single moment and every single day, as long as it includes him. It's insane, but it's also a lot of fun, even more so than kissing, though she doesn't shirk that in the least.

The wind is pretty intense but she laughs anyway, curling in a little bit more.]

So, what if we made this a thing?

[Boxer, meanwhile, wonders how the hell he woke up in the morning without her on his mind. Okay...he knows. It was just work. And he was happy back then, as he is now, but he's found a special kind of companionship. Now he's happy and no longer lonely.]

What part of 'this', exactly?

[The answer is yes, regardless of her answer.]

This. [She motions to the boat, to the fact that they're together in his chair under a cute blanket.]

You're going to be all sorts of horny during summer anyway, so why not go somewhere nice for those months?

[His job is to literally patrol New Cloudbank's waters, though.]

I mean, there has to be someone who can do your job half as well as you do?

[Does he even get appropriate time off? Does he have a fair contract? Why wasn't she concerned with any of this beforehand? Shit.]

Ah, I got some friends taking care of that for me.

[He waves dismissively.]

They'd kill to have my jobs, but they don't have to. They get my pay, I get time off. Everyone's happy.

[Except for the part where he's not getting paid time off! He doesn't really care, though. He has a lot saved up.

Like a few million saved up.]

[He's so nonchalant about it!]

They don't give you paid time off? That's insane. [It also sort of doesn't sound right, because they're both employed by New Cloudbank, it's just that their areas of work are quite different. She gets paid time off, a really gracious income ...]

Boxer, you'd better not let them get away with mistreating you!

[You know what's worse than a teacup girlfriend growling at other people? A teacup girlfriend pouting at you because she's deeply concerned for your employment rights.]

I do, technically. I just let my buddies taking over my work take the paycheck. It's not like they're my coworkers covering my shift; they have to sacrifice time at their own jobs to come do mine.

I think it's fair that way.

[He shrugs.]

Appreciate the concern, Nariko, but I've been navigating contracts all my life. I made sure that my current one allows me to do this.

[He hasn't taken a vacation this long before, but the wording of the contract allows it!]

[Pout pout pout!!!!

... God, Boxer, why do you have to make her accept that you don't need her mother henning all over you? At least she's willing to swallow the little chip to her pride. After all, he's right, it's not as if he wasn't smart enough to take care of himself, he'd been alone too long to do anything but! Still, she couldn't help being a little concerned.

But she'll have to do that quietly, and instead look at the silver lining.]

Well, that means you'll be able to take the time off during the summer and we can fuck like we're about to start a whole colony!

[A beautiful, beautiful silver lining.]

[He really appreciates it, though. It's nice to know that someone's gonna be watching his back even for the little...large things in life.]

Heh. [A whole colony!} Really weren't kidding about that breeding fantasy, huh?

[It does sound like a fantastic idea though. Something to look forward to every year: sex sabbaticals.]

[She'll pretty much watch out for every aspect of his life if he doesn't tell her to calm down any. Thankfully she's not the micromanaging type, but expect her to pay note to every little detail for any possible future use!]

Not really.

[Not at all, actually! But it's difficult to explain why, all she can do is flush a tiny bit.] I mean, it's not something I've ever been able to admit to.

[You say the word 'breed' to a human man, it means something a little different and considerably more terrifying, even as a fantasy.] So it's kind of fun to indulge in.

[It's cute. It's really cute to see someone that is so confident and skilled at sex have a kink that she's actually a little shy about!

And the idea that he'd be able to achieve that for her is really exciting. He nuzzles the top of her head affectionately.]

So if we were to play it out... [and it's practically a guarantee that they will,] what would your ideal fantasy include...?

Well - I mean ...

[Is it still cute if she has difficulty getting the words out? ] I don't really - y'know, I don't know how it works when you can have an instinct like that. I just.

[Ahahahahaha, kill her. KILL HER THIS IS EMBARRASSING.]

I mean it's - hard to have a specific fantasy I just ... Think about being knocked up with a lot at once. [Try to be patient with her Boxer she's not used to being this uncertain or unsure of herself. But for all of the complicated feelings there's no denying the excitement that comes with mentioning the whole deal, so try not to mind her squirming, too.]

[Absolutely. Adorable.]

It's okay, [he says softly, feeling her tension. He rubs her back with her squirming.] We can see how much of my load you can hold, and pretend it's your newest brood...could be kind of messy in the end, though.

[Not to mention that he's gonna be probably spent as fuck when that happens. Will he have enough energy to play pretend? It's hard to say. Plus he might need to physically plug her up, unless she's brought something for that.]

Or we could go back to basics and stuff your shirt. Won't get the benefit of feeling the weight or the stretch, but you'll have the size--plus we'd be able to play to the fantasy all day.

[There might be a little bit of an misunderstanding as far as the particular brand of tension involved, but she tries to relax all the same.]

N-No. I want to feel it the right way. Even if it takes a little more work. [She didn't bring anything specifically for plugging but there are a few toys among the bunch that can stand in for that! She'll have to practice a lot more, but the final result will be worthwhile. Even thinking about it creates a nervous sort of anxiousness in her, but that's half the fun.]

I should at least be able to manage half the day after some practice. [Look, if you're going to get involved with a fantasy like this then you have to be as authentic as possible! No cutting corners. So that's her goal for now, but she'll work up to a full day given more time.

... Of course she's more than aware that Boxer would be tired, but what about when he wakes up, sees her all swollen and rounded out, as if she were really pregnant? It's an incredibly tempting image, and it's what she wants.]

[Yeah, he's misunderstanding. At least he's trying, right...?]

Fair enough. Just don't push yourself too hard, okay? It's not something we have to perfect on the first try.

[And that means that they're going to have lots...and lots...and lots of "breeding sessions".

And yes, he is underestimating the effect seeing her huge is going to have on him.]

I know. But it's exciting!

[Really goddamn exciting. She turns in his lap a bit to kiss him properly, both arms slinking around his neck.] I want you to see me like that.

[Who knows why. A preview for the future, maybe? To test it out? Simply to have fun? Because she's usually so controlling of her appearance that dramatically altering it holds a little bit of appeal? There's a lot of possibilities.] I'm sort of curious, though, what's in it for you?

[Because this doesn't seem like one of those things where he's just having fun for the sake of it.]

[How about all the above?]

You ask me that as if it's impossible that it might be my fetish, too.

[Oop, there it is.]

[All of the above, then.]

Well, I kind of got that. [Admittedly that's a good dose of the appeal. It's a thing that has less to do with him sort of just going along for the ride, it's a real, solid concept they can both share. And what's a healthy relationship without some shared kinks?!]

I mean, is there something specific or is it just the whole thing ... [And here's where she hopes to surprise him a bit.] Maybe it's that kraken can have their own kids, too?

[Look at her, she cracked open a book! Maybe a somewhat difficult one to find, since he wasn't exactly the most common monsterkind to run into, but still!]

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