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Yeah.

[He gives her a big, doofy grin.]

Vacation is pretty awesome.

[All this time to generally enjoy themselves and fuck each others' brains out. For now? He's just gonna crouch back down and give her belly some more tender affection--but that's not all he's doing. By giving her a little bit of affection, he blocks her view of the tentacle that is coming up to sucker at her clitoris.]

Vacation is the best.

[He didn't really need to block her view of anything since she leaned into her pillow a little more once she realized he was going back to her stomach. As such the sudden bit of wet pressure was a complete surprise, and there wasn't an ounce of dignity in her little yelp-moan.]

Boxer! [Wasn't he supposed to be calming down???]

[He is calming down! That doesn't mean he can't fiddle with her in the meantime.]

Yes?

[He lifts his tentacle away from her, as if her shout was expressing distaste in what he's just done.]

What happened to pacing yourself?

[She's not exactly complaining, though!]

... You don't have to stop or anything!

[You can explain and be a playful jerk at the same time.]

I am pacing myself. But you are one behind me.

[So that's all the more reason to rest his face against her big belly and lick that sensitive nub like it needs affectionate coaxing to do something.]

Oh, whose counting anyway?

[Certainly not her! Though a lot of that is exactly because she doesn't need a whole lot of coaxing to react one way or the other! She was willing to chill here and play with his hair and not rush Boxer, but it meant existing in a state of perpetual, almost brutal horniness.]

You're gonna ... Put me ahead by two at this rate!

[If the itch is gonna be there, might as well scratch it every so often, right?]

Don't worry.

[Lick lick lick.]

Catch up soon enough.

[Didn't she just admit to liking rapidfire orgasms anyway?]

[She loves all orgasms. She'd sit around and do nothing but have orgasms if she could be paid for it! But that's called being a prostitute, which is technically illegal and dangerous, as far as diseases were concerned.

But more seriously: She makes some kind of objecting noise and that's about the extent of her verbal skills right now. There's really something to be said for edging and then getting that glorious relief. It doesn't take anything more than a good handful of seconds to leave her writhing in place, stuttering out his name in big, drawn out fragments.

Hell, now she can't worry about it even if she wants to.]

Heheheh.

[Yeah, you could say he's outright giggling at making her cum hard. As she rides the waves of it, he's rubbing his hands up and down her legs--her thighs, her knees, her calves. Ah, hell. Seeing her like this puts him in such a body-worshipping mood...]

Oh, god.

[Bless the universe. Bless everything. It's all so good and wonderful. She relaxes completely, stares up at the ceiling above her and breathes in and out until the heavy panting relaxes into a more normal, rhythmic pattern.] I love you.

[So much.]

I love you too.

[Brace yourself for a bunch of little kisses on your belly, because here they come, Nariko! She looks so good relaxed like this. Does she ever get to relax this much?]

[She relaxes this much when she's with him!!! Sort of, anyway. It's starting to happen with time, as Boxer becomes a kind of Safe Place, she can being to unwind a little more as things go on with them! Still, there's a section of muscle between her shoulder blades that's unwound so forcefully that it feels as if her entire upper body is humming with pleasure.]

When I wake up, remind me that I have a surprise for you.

[She's not going to be able to use it right now, unfortunately, but like he said: They have a whole vacation to use.]

[Hell, he's big enough to be a place.]

A surprise?

[Hmm, what brought this up he wonders.]

I'll try to remember, but it'll be a pleasant surprise already to wake up next to you.

[Relatively speaking.]

[Boxer pls.]

You're so smooth sometimes that it's dizzying.

[She is not complaining in the least, though. It's just to let him know that she's still internally swooning, even if it's not so easy to see.]

If you're not careful you'll wake up to a crowded pool.

[Or a nest of blankets right next to his pool. Either way.]

I'll be very upset with you if you end up pruning your fingers.

[So she can wake up with him in his pool if she wants to but she's certainly not welcome to fall asleep in it!! That's dangerous!!! The nest, however, is totally cool, especially if she makes herself a little poolside pillow fort.]

I think it's my ass that would prune.

[It's a pool, even she couldn't manage to drown in that!! ... Hopefully. Ideally. Whatever. Maybe she'll go with the fort idea but she'd already be so close, why not just slide in and lay on him and sleep?]

That would be worse.

[Oh my god don't even make him picture what a pruned ass would look like just don't. Please leave his substitute tank alone, Nariko. He loves you but the sacrifice isn't at all worth it.]

[... It really would be worse, but it just makes her laugh - and puts a weirdly disgusted look on her face, so that might not be the best combination.]

That's awful, holy crap! [Snerk.] Alright, no pruning, I'll stay on the bed.

[Or she'll go with the pillow fort, she can't decide right now.]

[Still dead sexy even when she's making ridiculous faces.]

Good girl.

[Have another kiss on your belly.]

One of these days I want to be able to sleep next to you.

[Without forcing his tentacles to dry up and become uncomfortable. She musses up his hair.] This works for now, though.

[He grins as she musses his hair. Be thankful you're not with the kind of guy that super uptight about his hair. Yet it always looks good in a youthful way.]

If we could make a room cool and humid enough...

[But that begs the question: would she be comfortable in conditions like that?]

[She's incredibly grateful for that, as well as jealous of how easy it is for him to basically wake up and look flawless. Nariko has to put time into at least half of her own good looks. But she likes to see his hair neat so for all her mussing she also puts it back in order pretty quickly.]

It'd have to be like your bedroom, right? [It's pretty humid in there! But maybe that's just to help his tank? She doesn't know, but it's pretty easy to sleep in there every night!]

[That's not true--it's just that disheveled looks damn good on him! He leans affectionately into her touching.]

Maybe more humid than that.

[She's got the right idea, though. And it's probably caused by the tank rather than for it. Maybe they can find some sort of overpowered humidifier...]

Hm, that'd be bearable, though!

[She'd still be able to breathe, probably just wouldn't be able to wear anything to bed, since it'd be a little clammy and humid and all.] Even if it was only once in a while, it'd be worth it to sleep next to you.

[Especially all, y'know, round and stuff. She laughs, though.] I feel like a weird stalker sometimes when I look at you through the glass.

[He laughs.]

How do you think I feel?

[A pause, then he shrugs.]

It's comfortable in there, but it's hard to fall asleep without cuddling your girlfriend. Especially right after sex.

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