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more krakenboxer shenanigans feat. nariko

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[gunslingerqueen]

[That could almost make her laugh, if only because it's impossible to do anything but feel him. She's as violently aware of every way in which he's touching her as she is left to the ridiculous throes of an orgasm. It'd be an incredibly unnerving state if it didn't feel so good, and last as long as it did. When it does taper - slowly, and corresponding with the decrease in volume - she doesn't really give a shit about their position, she wants to kiss him so she does.]

That ... [She keeps stuttering at the edges. Good job, boyfriend.] That was ... Different.

[In a really good way. She kisses his lips one more time before working down his chin and jaw, she's adjusting to get back to where she was.]

Don't stop?

[She just came, sure, the relief and utter satisfaction is there but she feels no desire to rest or cuddle, so energy wise it's almost as if it didn't happen.]

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[He loves his job.]

Wasn't planning on it!

[But since she's come, and he doesn't want to overwhelm her, he pulls back on the aggression quite a bit once she backs off from the kisses. Boxer lets out a tiny, pleased sigh as he relaxes a little more, going back to massaging her uterus from the inside, hardly "fucking" her anymore but keeping the status quo.]

[gunslingerqueen]

Hm.

[She gives him a Look. The disapproving girlfriend one that is mixed with a mild pout.] And yet you're being all gentle with me.

[He doesn't have to worry about overwhelming her or whatever, she wants more!]

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Don't give me that look.

[What look? He didn't even look at her face! His eyes are closed! But he can hear it in her voice.]

Maybe this is just the pace I want right now, Nariko...

[gunslingerqueen]

Mrr. [He gets the variation of the Look, which is much less severe and only comes to pass when Boxer is right, or she can't really argue with him. But there is something to be said for his ability to hear her expressions in her voice! It's not the sort of thing that should be heartwarming, but it is.]

Okay, okay.

[Fiiiiiiine, Boxer, go slow and sexually frustrate your bleeding girlfriend!]

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Mrr.

[He's mimicking her a little bit, but not in a mocking way. He sends it back with a low, inhuman growl that is sure to vibrate pleasantly in the broad chest below her. His tentacles gyrate within her...and if she pays enough attention, he's clearly just massaging her, but also enjoying the sensation of pressing her belly against his from the inside.]

Mmh...

[gunslingerqueen]

[Even if he was mocking her she'd still laugh before turning her head to get a full surround sound kind of deal going on. His growling is pretty cool! And hot. The relative quiet does give her room to notice what he's doing.]

I guess it's not so bad if you're enjoying yourself.

[And he seemed to be, so that was more than enough reason to try and calm down.]

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Ahh, come on...I screw your brains out and then you get all huffy about slow and leisurely?

[He's not upset with her; he says it with a smile in his voice.]

You're still cramping pretty hard, so I don't want to risk a bad spasm by timing orgasms too close together.

[gunslingerqueen]

You think of everything, don't you?

[And she's not being arrogant, if anything Nariko is utterly grateful that there's a genuine explanation.]

I'm lucky to have such a considerate boyfriend.

[.... Is that the first time she's called him that? Maybe. Possibly.]

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I thought explaining it would make it less sexy.

[Apparently he was wrong though!]

And I'm lucky to have a girlfriend that isn't deterred by my weird sex therapy.

[It's official-official now? Yesss. He should make some chocolate treats for the both of them...]

[gunslingerqueen]

The only thing you could say that wouldn't be sexy is 'unpaid leave' or something. And that's only because I don't like taking days off.

[So no one, not even her newly minted boyfriend, could make it sound like a good thing, let alone a sexy one. But, yeah, official-official feels right, and if anything they should celebrate it equally!]

If it works, it works, though! I just hope you'll be every month from now on.

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Even if I told you that if you had to face unpaid leave I'd spend the whole time fucking you?

[He'll try, dag nabbit.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Why does he even allow himself to speak such gross words. 'Unpaid leave'! Bah! But she does kind of have to think about it because ... Marathon sex could be lots of fun!]

That's close, but no. We'd need money for food.

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I make more than enough for both of us.

[Does this imply he's gonna fuck her while he swims for work...]

[gunslingerqueen]

[EYEBROWS RAISING.]

Oh, so I'd be a kept woman for a time.

[She's not giving any indication as to whether the idea upsets her or not.]

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The only person that gets to choose if you're kept is you.

[He's wise to your non-answer games, Nariko.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Ohohohoho!!!!]

Mm, you're smart. Knew there was a reason I wanted you from the instant we met.

[She's oddly proud of him in that moment.]

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Just saying. [He shrugs.] Don't know if you can be 'kept' temporarily. But we can roleplay it if you want.

[Look at him trying to subtly self-depreciate after her compliment...]

[gunslingerqueen]

[His cheeks are poked.] Don't do that.

[The depreciation is so subtle that Nariko can't pinpoint where his normal, somewhat reasonable response sets off her 'Boxer's being too hard on himself again' senses but that's what's happening, and she trusts her own instincts.]

I want dumplings.

[Food cravings are a bitch, okay.]

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[Boxer recoils a little at the poke.] Sorry.

[The apology is indicative that it had some sort of self-depreciation in there somewhere, even though he wouldn't be inclined to explain it.]

What kind?

[He can cook and fuck her at the same time, right?]

[gunslingerqueen]

[He's always so hard on himself.]

Pork. Ohhh, and fried rice!

[This order will probably just keep going.]

And hugs, and your chest. [Which gets a little peck of a kiss.]

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Goodness.

[Already a tall order! He has to make dough and everything! He has no choice, then. Boxer slings an arm across the back of her shoulders and sits up, bringing her with him as he uses a tentacle to draw his wheelchair closer and plop himself right into it, wheeling them over to the kitchen.

All while keeping his tentacles inside and massaging her.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[What is he doing. What's going on. Oh, right, okay, he's going to need the wheelchair to get to the phone except the phone! She adjusts in his lap, throwing her arms around his shoulders and leaning to one side so that she won't be in his way. The phone is not in the kitchen, though! Cue the confusion.]

Boxer. [She draws a heart on his shoulder blade.]

Are you seriously going to tell me you know how to cook Asian food.

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I've cooked Asian for you before.

[In fact, a lot of his fish recipes are Asian or at least Asian-inspired!]

Gonna need to call in a pork delivery, though.

[But first? He's gotta make some wrapper dough. Nariko couldn't get a better seat to watch him knead.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Asian-inspired isn't Asian! Actually making dough and forming and all that was Asian. ... Look, this makes sense in her head, okay. It takes a good amount of work but she shifts on his lap, moving so that her back is to his chest. How much kneading can you do, Boxer, when your girlfriend keeps taping at your muscles as if keeping track of something.]