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Eat your food, Nariko. Don't want it to get cold.

[Sorry, what was that about 'demanding'? The look on his face is nothing if not entirely devious--he knows exactly what he's doing, and until she's calling lemons, he's not going to go easy on her. And, hey, it's not like he's actively fucking her! He's just letting his tentacles chill.

Look! He's eating too! Just pick up the fork and, mm, look at these yummy pot stickers. Watch Boxer eat them slowly for her like they're part of an oral fixation presentation.]

[That sounds an awful lot like an order, and the part of her that wants to be a brat is nothing compared to her apparent desire to obey. She pouts at him a bit and, with an incredibly unsteady hand, she tries reaching for her plate first and then a pot sticker because he doesn't get to just make them look good and weirdly sexy like that!!!]

Y-Yes, sir. [There's a little hint of attitude in there but there has been no lemon calling, so she's hoping he knows it's not anything at all.

Even though it's just basically taking residence in her cunt there's still the anticipation, the sense that it might move soon and the resulting desire for it. Patience isn't her virtue when it comes to sex.]

["Sir?" Ohoho...he likes the sound of that, even if there's an uppity little twinge to it.]

Good girl.

[And as she eats, the activity starts back up again, giving her a proper fuck while he just sits there and eats like nothing unusual is happening under the table. The moment she stops eating, though, he stops the movement until she eats again.

This is what we call classical conditioning, folks.]

[That's just .... Holy fuck all is it hot. Two little words that push her heart beat into near threatening levels of activity. Damn him and his rich voice.

It takes her .... A shamefully long time to realize what's actually going on. In a rare show of genuine ignorance Nariko just figured that he stopped when she wasn't eating because he was giving her a little bit of a break! But that doesn't make sense because the more his cock shifts inside of her the more difficult it is to eat ... But she really doesn't want him to stop.

What that means is ... She's eating really quickly now, focusing more on the actions of it than actually tasting any of it!

Which is a shame because it all seems very delicious, but so is sex.]

[Oops!]

Hey. Eating faster isn't going to make me go any faster.

[Before she has time to complain, he snatches her plate away from her! He uses his own fork to pick up one of the pot stickers and holds it out for her to eat.]

If you can't control yourself topside, I'll just have to stuff you at both ends myself.

[Because he really, really does not want her to make herself nauseous in the name of a good fucking. But like this, he has no choice but to drive into her at the rate he has her eat from his hand. It's a win-win for Nariko!]

Hey!!

[Apparently this uppity thing is going to be a bit of a theme because when he pulls her food away she looks ready to kind of throw a fit. Even when he offers the food she turns her head away as if she might actually turn it down but ... That's something she'll have to test at a different time. Right now the illusion is enough and she opens her mouth to catch the pot sticker.]

Why do I feel like you're [She has to talk around eating and also fucking so it's a bit of an effort unto itself.] really enjoying this?

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.]

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