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more krakenboxer shenanigans feat. nariko

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[gunslingerqueen]

[It's been ages now and she's still amazed that he has three - but he's a big and complicated guy so it's silly to think just one would be enough.] Hmm. [It almost bothers her that they're so out of sync with each other, or rather that the result creates something which is entirely unique unto itself. But the more she listens the more comforting it sounds, especially when paired with the dull sound of weather.

All that it really means is that she tries to give him a little hug.]

I love every part of you.

[The words are kind of muffled against his chest, but they exist all the same.]

I also love Frito's.

[But it can definitely be said that she loves the former much, much, much more than the latter.]

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If only I was made of Frito's.

[He's not really big on Frito's himself, he's more into popcorn.]

I love every part of you, too, even when they're being a huge pain in the butt.

[Brace yourself, Nariko. Here come the full-body snuggles. You think you were gonna get far without being tangled in tentacles?]

[gunslingerqueen]

[They will forever be on opposite ends of that - she doesn't like popcorn at all. It's good that they know how to respect each others food choices.]

I don't want you to be made of Frito's because then I can't eat them off of you. [And she's kind of fond of eating things off of him. But, nah, she was actually more than ready for the all over hug! She reaches down to pet a few before she grins.]

It's not so bad when I have someone looking out for me. [This is so much better than dealing with it herself.]

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Ooh. Good point.

[Hopefully she doesn't realize one of them is not like the others...then his cover will be blown!

How about more affectionate fingers in hair action? She cool with that?]

I can't imagine what it's like...so I'm glad to help as much as possible.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She's very, very cool with that judging by the resulting moan.]

It's like when you woke up on the beach with dry limbs, except no matter what you do there's no getting rid of the dryness. And on top of that parts of you refuse to work the right way and feel deeply unnatural.

[Ignoring the pain in her chest she leans up to kiss him properly.]

Consider yourself the moisturizer for my soul. [What in the actual world.] But you're missing a spot.

[Clearly he's supposed to ask what spot it is.]

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Such cruel treatment from organs that are usually so kind to us... [Yeah, "us". He likes packing it away in there, okay? And she likes it when he does. Ergo, "us".

Moisturizer for her soul? Hell, he'll take it!]

What spot?

[Consider the bait taken.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[It's okay Boxer, the sex is so good that you do get selective, half ownership over her pussy which does include the use of "us" without getting smacked for it.

But rather than just outright tell him Nariko reaches for his free hand, whichever one isn't as likely to be toying with her hair, and she guides riiiiight onto her ass.] That one. It needs a little attention.

[While it might be incredibly strange of Nariko to enjoy the sensation of having her ass grabbed - a genuine fact, period or not - it also makes a fair amount of sense! It's the only vaguely sexual part of her that doesn't ache a little right now!

That, and she's a little horny. Just a little.]

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[He's never been so proud to own half of something in his life.]

Oho...

[Once she lets his hand land there, he gives one of her cheeks a firm, assertive grip. A tentacle wraps itself around the other, giving it a strong sucker-massage.]

You're in the of mood for this kind of attention today...?

[gunslingerqueen]

[From the way she groans you'd think he was already in her. It's very much a contextual thing, but it feels so nice to be grabbed and squeezed at without pissing the rest of her body off.] I really did just want you to grab it, but ... [There's no way she can lie and say that she was entirely ignorant to her own hormones but this is an awful lot like going from five to eighty in the course of a few seconds.]

Yeah, I guess I am.

[And since they've cleared that up she can arch her back a little and push her ass into his hand/tentacle!]

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I see...

[Oh, he's been looking forward to this quite a bit. He gives her ass a nice, deep massage with both his hand and tentacle.]

Before we get in too deep, is there anything you want me to avoid entirely?

[If she doesn't say so, he's going to assume her pussy is fair game, no matter if she has a pad or tampon in there. He's, uh, pretty brave.]

[gunslingerqueen]

Mm, nope.

[If he thought she was taking the matter lightly then he wouldn't be blamed! She sounds pretty nonchalant about it but she's not stupid, Boxer's a very .... Adventurous man. He'll go for it if he wants and she's already decided that's not a problem. Sure, it's going to be new for her but that's alright.

Then again, a lot of things are alright when a really hot man is palming (tentacling??) her ass.] Just don't make me stop kissing you.

[Because she's having a lot of fun with that! He's got a big, wide chest and Nariko's decided that it needs her love and attention right now.]

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Noted.

[Still...she seems to have a craving for ass-centric attention, so he'll base his plan of attack on that. A tentacle reaches out from the blanket to reach behind him for the lube/moisturizer cabinet, picking out a selection from memory alone. It sneaks back under the blanket, and he pops open the cap with his free hand. Boxer slips her panties down just enough so that he can spread her ass with his hands and pour a liberal amount of lube over her entrance with his tentacle.

The bottle snaps closed which is the only warning she gets before the gold tentacle starts squirming itself inside.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[When he gets her yoga pants and panties off she hesitates a little bit, just because, y'know, blood and all that. But she can block it out easily enough by continuing to kiss and nibble all over his chest. She pretty much expects the lube too, but not Mr. Golden down there.] Oh, h-hey there!

[It almost feels a little more intense than usual, but that's silly, right? It wouldn't make a lot of sense.]

You should have told me if you wanted to have some fun.

[It's very safe to say that she might not understand the various circumstances that might coax his dick out.]

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[She still has them on! For the most part. He's only pulled them down enough so he can take care of business.]

This isn't an erection. Yet.

[Which means that at some point he's gonna get nice and deep in there and she'll get to experience the expansion for herself when it happens.]

It came out just because it's comfy and warm under this blanket.

[gunslingerqueen]

That isn't an erection ... [She's just talking to herself for a brief moment there because even soft he's girthy as hell. Shit.]

It's almost a good thing we can't share a bed, then. [Almost, because the one thing she dislikes is that they can only share the same general sleeping area. But it also means that he doesn't know how incredibly warm she gets, though past bedmates have told her it's pretty uncomfortable, maybe it wouldn't be different with him but she can dream!]

Have I mentioned that I love your body.

[Because she does. He's big and comforting, and no one else can fuck her nearly as well, too.]

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Yeah. You know I like my tank water cooler...

[Even though the heat relaxes him enough to let it come out on its own, it'd get all crampy if he spent all night with it out.]

I love the way you make me love it too.

[With every small thrust, he inches in deeper; he's more stretching her than fucking her right now. At a point, he laughs lightly, sardonically.]

Can feel your cramps from in here...

[gunslingerqueen]

[You know if not for the activity going on below her waist, both painful and not, she'd immediately ask why he doesn't already completely adore it to the point of outright vanity! But the little note about cramps gets her attention first, and might explain the odd angle that her teeth accidentally scrap over his torso. Thank goodness they're blunt, normal human teeth.]

Seriously?

[That's - hell, that's probably logical, right?] And that's not at all - weird for you?

[It's an honest question, because it's pretty weird of her to be simultaneously aware of the pain that comes from said cramps and the pleasure that's stemming from even the vaguest sexual contact, including the stretching that she's more than eager for.]

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[It's his size in general that pisses him off, mostly. Being wheelchair-bound on land. His weight on weaker structures.]

Nope. Does this help at all?

[He pushes his tentacle downward, pressing against her angry uterus. His theory is that he might actually be able to massage that angry muscle into relaxing and give her relief.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[The wheelchair and the weight thing are especially understandable, but she might not ever be able to agree with the disdain for his size. Just means there's a lot more of him to love and pay well deserved attention.

She can't answer him immediately. The pressure is a little weird simply because she's never felt it before, once she's adjusted and stopped focusing on his presence inside her then she can work out a genuine reaction.] I think it is, yes.

[It's still pretty angry but there is a notable bit of relief that comes with him pressing at it, more an eight on the pain scale than an eleven.]

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Oh, good!

[Prepare to get fucked and massaged all in the same gesture. Boxer pushes his tentacle up and down against her uterus to ease out those contractions, but it's impossible to do it without thrusting his cock in and out. During the process, his tentacle gorges with blood and stretches her out even more to a diameter of three inches. His massage gets even more assertive, now that his muscle has more blood feeding into it and making it stronger.

...and then he remembers how human anatomy works.]

Let me know if you need to pee.

[gunslingerqueen]

[Oh, this is so weird but it's also the most solid form of relief she's ever felt from these fucking cramps so, really, she's willing to accept the surreality of the whole thing. She can't help squirming when he begins to expand in her body because holy shit there's no putting that out of her head.]

Oh my god that's great.

[She's perfectly fine with squirming and moaning on top of him! And whatever hesitancy she might have felt about having sex all bloody is really beginning to wear off.

Until he says that.]

Wh-what?

[Talk about shifting the mood.]

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[He's not trying to ruin the mood! Imagine how the mood would have been ruined if he didn't warn her ahead of time!]

In case I push too hard. [And too low. Then again, she's never had any problems when being stretched before...but none of those times were intentionally trying to press against her organs.

Better safe than sorry, especially when he's trusting more of his tentacle into her. It's a slower rate than usual, given the chaotic state of everything in there, but hopefully it's a pleasant stretch for her anyway.

Especially when he regularly adds more lube, rubbing it along the junction where her entrance clings to his dick.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[But now she's going to worry about it! Or make some vague attempt to because there's a good amount of sensation going on here and she's only capable of taking in so much. And at the forefront is his new low and slow technique which, frankly, is already driving her pretty goddamn nuts.]

I-It'll be fine. [Hopefully because, wow, there are few things that could genuinely turn her off completely, and that might be one of them.]

Boxer, [Moaning his name really is a lot of fun, just for the record.] I - One's not enough! There's another - you know!

[She's never had so much trouble asking to be fucked, this is almost it's own brand of mortifying.]

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[Oh, it's awesome to hear her beg for it. He laughs--whatever hesitation he had about fucking her during her menstruation was now gone.]

Okay, okay! Sorry.

[Another tentacle comes up from behind her and ducks under her clothing. The question here is, is there a tampon he has to pull out first, or is she already slick with her own blood?]

[gunslingerqueen]

[No tampons involved, just a pad, which has likely been angled out of the way during the ass shenanigans.]

N-No, it's not you or anything. [So he doesn't have anything to apologize for, he's just being caution for her sake and really she appreciates that! Better to take it slow than rush right in there with something like this.] I just can't believe it feels right.

[Which is just the same as admitting that she can't believe he's about to fuck her while she's bloody and her nerves are a mess and the entirety of her usually efficient brain is centered around sex and molten lava cake.]