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Hours. [Hey, it's a fantasy. Which means you get to define the experience as you want to.]

Oh no! I'd have to clothe you, bathe you, and feed you--I'd have to be your own personal kraken butler. But y'know what? You'd be so egg-bound that I could do whatever I want to you, whenever I want to do it, and there would be nothing you could do about it.

[She inhales a little sharply there, and when she exhales it's meant to be calming, but there's not much success to be had.]

We just finished messing around and I'm ready to go all over again.

[This is such an unfair conversation but it's oh so good to imagine.] It's not like anyone would hear it if something happened up here, right?

[Because why would you ask her to be patient enough to make it all the way back to their room?]

Now now, Nariko. We already had two public quickies. I think it's time that we slowed down and really savored it, don't you?

[He reaches down with his opposite hand to place it on her stomach.]

If you can behave yourself all the way back to our cabin, we can see how big I can make you. Does that sound good?

The first one doesn't count, you were proving a point!

[He was letting her know exactly how touchy Mario, Luigi, and Rosalina & Co. were!! Still, the initial pout is genuine but the roll of her eyes is played up and purposefully dramatic.]

Yes, dad.

[He gave her proper incentive so she'll keep her hands where they belong, and above her own waist!]

[He grins despite her played-up petulance.]

Good girl.

[He leans in to give her a kiss on her temple before wheeling their way back to their room. He doesn't go any slower than he normally would, but it does take a while to get to their room just because of how far away it is.

He'll let her open the door.]

[Oh for fuck's sake that is not a response that's going to help her situation!

For the first few minutes of their trip, which is understandably long, she's perfectly fine! She leans back and toys with her silly purchases and seems to keep herself from thinking too hard about anything. But the closer they get the more she fidgets, kicking her legs out carefully or reaching down to grab a tentacle and put it somewhere. By the time they actually get to their door she's practically jumping out of his wheelchair to slam their keycard through.]

Yes!

[They're here!!!! Come on Boxer!! Unless you want her to turn the wheels for you which, y'know, she'll do.]

[She's seriously cute when she's so fixated.]

Slow down, tiger.

[She doesn't have to wait for him to wheel in, he'll do that just fine on his own, thanks!]

You wanna dump anything we'll need on the bed? I have to go to the bathroom first.

[Before she can think to be upset at having to wait an extra few moments or two, something else occurs to her.]

Sure! Take your time!!

[And then she gets out of his chair with the right amount of care. She waves him away while putting her little trinkets on the top of their dresser. And once Boxer's out of sight it's safe enough to open up her suitcase and pull out the surprise she's dedicated weeks of her free time towards. But she didn't want to just go ahead and come out with it so Nariko pushes it under one of the pillows!

And as far as what they'll need! Lube makes sense, and .... Less clothing! So what ends up on the bed? A half naked Nariko, the hidden sex toy, and the chocolate scented lube. That's about it.]

[Not that he ever needs a whole lot of time! Given that it's, uh, not really solid. As long as the toilet manages to support his weight things don't tend to get complicated. Still, he does make sure to take as much time as possible before he opts to crawl out of the bathroom instead of using his chair, his mass of tentacles walking him over and onto the bed.

Without making much ado about it, he places himself at her feet and lifts one of them up to bring it up to his shoulder, where he takes her ankle into his mouth and rakes his sharp teeth against her skin in attempt to send shivers up her spine.]

Getting right to it, I see.

[She was about to scoot a little closer, and maybe attempt to pull him onto the bed with her but, uh, the second he puts his mouth to her skin she's still. You don't slip up with your mouth the way someone might with a needle, per say, but the man's got sharp teeth and she won't contribute to a cosmic fuck up. If nothing else he achieves his goal, knowing the force of his mouth in general is important, but it doesn't stop the thrill of it.]

[Wise choice, Nariko. He lets go when he gets to her knee.]

Thought you would appreciate it if I didn't waste your time with the preamble.

[Then he'll do the scooting up that closes the gap between them, and he holds a hand out to her.]

Can I have a pillow? Something to support the curve in your back.

[Because they might be here for a while, and she needs to be very comfortable.

You know me so well.

[And as long as she doesn't focus on what she plans on doing with him after this, none of it will be preamble! But she still accidentally goes for the wrong pillow, almost lifting it before going for the other one. Don't think about that other pillow, boyfriend, she has a plan for it.

But the other big one is handed over with a surprisingly meek little grin. They're really gonna give this a fair shot, it's finally hitting her.

... Her body will go back to normal afterward, right? It always has but. Somehow she can't help but be a little worried about it in the moment.]

[He figures she changes her mind on the pillow because she's using it for her head. No suspicion is cast. Hopefully Nariko is ready for a ride because he slides a hand under her hips and lifts her without any problem so he can stuff the pillow under her lumbar and lower her back down. As he reaches for the bottle of lube, he asks:]

Comfortable?

[Don't worry too much about the stretching...they have lots of his moisturizer with them!]

I'm uncomfortably excited. [Aside from that, which is as much of a problem as it sounds.] Otherwise, yes, perfect.

[Although it's a little weird to have one part of her lifted up a bit, so she sits up on her elbows to even it out a little more. That, and she wants to watch it happen.]

Exactly what I was hoping for.

[He spreads some of the lube on his fingers--instantly jolting with surprise and taking a whiff of it. Chocolate scented? They come up with the weirdest things...still, he reaches down to smother her with it. It's an intentionally sloppy job, because messes are fun. He's already got a plan, but it could always use an upgrade...it's not like she's getting the best view in the house up on her elbows like that.]

You got some kind of hand-held mirror?

I'm a woman of course I have a tiny mirror.

[Ignoring the sexist tone that comes with that statement: She points to her purse, which is at the end of the bed, not too far off from Boxer. She'd twist to get it but it'd mess up the pillow and all that. More importantly ...]

Why do you want a mirror?

[Now, if it was big enough so that they could see what they look like while fucking around, that'd make sense! A handheld one is a bit of a mystery.]

[He gives her a dumbfounded look with that statement. He knows plenty of women who don't carry mirrors! Uh...putting it aside, though, he reaches out with a tentacle and pulls it within Nariko's reach. Sorry, babe, but your purse is your territory and he will never betray her privacy enough to go digging for it.]

You'll see.

Literally.

[Get it?]

[Well! Those women aren't Nariko.

His dedication to her privacy is really kind of sweet, though she wouldn't really mind if he went through it at all since there's nothing particularly interesting in there to begin with. For the pun he gets a deadpan look that also manages to be loving in the same moment.

Her tiny mirror isn't really all that tiny, the mirror itself is the size of her palm in a thick black backing with a swirly design on it. She holds it out to him. Go wild, Boxer.]

Thanks.

[He holds it out so he can sucker it between two tentacles and holds it fairly high--about chest level on him, and out of the way of the work he's about to do.. He slowly tilts the mirror downward.]

Tell me when you've got the view.

[And he loves that look. It's a special kind of look that only he manages to get.]

[Okay, now she sort of gets it, and that's going to be a pretty extreme view.]

Oh, hey there vagina!

[It's safe to say that he's got it, then.]

Man, I can never get over how funny it looks. [Outside of the heat and excitement of sex, genitalia is just hilarious, okay? And she's familiar enough with her own body that seeing it is like peaking at a very, very closeby neighbor with a very well maintained lawn.

Sorry, were you expecting ultra seriousness here? At least she isn't giggling at it.]

[He laughs lightheartedly. This is good, he likes this energy. Positive and easygoing.]

It looks like an elaborate flower to me. Not--I'm not trying to be poetic here. It has petals.

[With free fingers, he spreads out her outermost labia so she can get a good look at it, then spreads out her inner labia.]

And its own stamen...

[He fingers the area around her clitoris.

And...I don't know what this is on a flower. It's the part that gets...you know, seed-pregnant.

[And he plunges his finger into her entrance, only to the first knuckle--then a second finger, spreading them apart so she can watch herself open up.]

[Not the flower analogy, please ... Except he does end up making it a little bit convincing, she can almost forget about that time someone sang Lena a poem about how hers looked like a 'delicate, hungry flower'. The touching helps because even as she recalls the memory she's perfectly capable of a very indulgent, pleased sigh.]

'Seed pregnant', I feel like I should - know the name of that part!

[But she doesn't even know the name of colors right now.]

But I think that's the part that can get me pregnant, so same difference.

[Such big hands, Boxer, so very good at opening her body, too.]

[Delicate? Delicate?! Please. Pussies are the toughest badasses on the human body, and Nariko can attest to that.]

We could look it up later.

[Right now there's a cunt that needs to be filled. With one hand still holding her open, another reaches for his dick and holds the end of it. He normally can penetrate her just fine hands-free, as it has its own remarkable dexterity and strength, but today he feels like manually feeding it into her.]

That's the plan, isn't it?

[He gets a couple of thin inches into her before letting her close around him, now using his freed hands to slather himself up with more lube--even though she doesn't necessarily need it yet. Feel the slickness as inch by inch she gets more tentacle, but it's a slow and leisurely pace that isn't quite a stretch yet.

Why so slow? Well, he wants her to enjoy the show! It's one thing to feel the penetration, but it's another to feel and watch it, isn't it?]

[Yep. Which is exactly why all that flowery, purple prose crap was beyond fucking hilarious.

And of course they're just playing here, Boxer's not really going to knock her up but for a split second there hearing him say it in that easy, matter of fact delivery that she's come to love from him nearly throws her off into another galaxy. It's exciting even after she accepts reality all over again.

It pairs very well with watching him slowly, very surely ease into her pussy.]

That's ...

[It really is something else. She adjusts, actually reaches forward and between her legs to trace the seams where they meet. It's wild, to feel it and to suddenly realize that she's never actually looked at all the details this closely before.] Nice.

I feel kind of bad about it.

[It's so nice to have the extra "hands" to hold the mirror in place while he works. These are the times where he really does love his body. The length of a vagina is only six inches deep, so she's not got much of a stretch by the time he reaches her cervix! A little bit thinner than the average penis, but it'd be up there if he was actually erect right now. Tenderly, he runs his fingertips over the fingers that came down to touch their junction.]

I get to see this all the time from my point of view.

[From inside, he plugs up her cervix with the thin end of his penis. Hardly enough to give her any discomfort, but more than enough that Boxer is fully aware of the whole real estate he has to work with.]

Figured it was time to share it.

[Which means that, even though he's reached the end, he can keep feeding more of his tentacle into her, and it coils comfortably inside. Two inches wide...]

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