London

[Bloodedge]

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[Apollymi]

Mid-morning on a certain day, in a dreary grey skied city, a single video was being posted to a very popular Youtube channel. Such a video contained the active dressing of a young woman with brown skin and startling purple eyes. Her hair long and purple to match seemed to be quite shiny and the background of the imagine was lit by the gently rising morning sun, barely peeking over the horizon. Here and now, she'd speak looking directly into a camera set up just above her own body giving a full view of herself. "Ello, Bunnies~ I hope you're all up bright and early this mornin'~ I have a mystery giveaway..." she mused to the camera offering them a smile. "But... it's a secret~" she whispered playfully. "Of course, as you can see. I have an update to the little black dress, that video will go up later this week. And I'll be wearing this look to a very special event," she said, as she worked all that long hair, minus her bangs and forward pieces in to a smooth ponytail at the top of her head. That black pinstriped dress she wore bunched ever so gently at the front. She was a pretty normal girl by her own approximation, she simply knew how to dress herself and what she looked good in."This is a preview for the high ponytail look, list of my favorite products in the description. Call this video a sneak peek, then?" she said a few choice items were hidden behind her. "The first 10 bunnies to figure out what all I am going to be doing this week, will win the limited edition Blue Lotus Bunny Ears!~" she announced. "You simply have to tag me on Twitter, @BlueLotus, and mention my activity... I'll get the details and mail you the ears if you guess correctly." This was a short video but it'd been composed to give away what her surprise was going to be. A yellow ribbon, a hand bag, a lace pair of booties on her feet. But in the background, a signed copy of an Aeons manga as well as a few small figurines but the models were blank. Oh this was a good one. Just a small hint. The cover on the book wasn't even visible. But... it was just enough that a few people might be able to figure it out. A nice bit of publicity and a bit of a present for those of her followers who kept up with her on multiple platforms, she figured it'd be a good present for them. "Anyways, I'm now running a bit late, I wouldn't want to keep all you bunnies waiting, so...." a gentle wave and the flick of the bunny ear atop her head would signal her outro.

[Bloodedge]

Soon enough, that video was uploaded. Only moments later, the Youtube channel of "Blue Lotus" as she was called, appeared on another screen... and on many others which received a livestream in the following seconds. First, the number "1" was shown, before the video capture was scrolled up to show the lass' recording. When the playback started, thousands of screens would be granted a split view of Blue Lotus' video, and the livestream's host: a certain social media star with the handle "God-King" and a massive enough following to stream at random without waiting for viewers. Said viewers would bear witness to a brown-skinned male with mid-length, dripping brown hair that his hand ran through as he addressed his following. "First~♥" was his introduction, strangely enough. He seemed excited, beaming brightly as eyes akin to the sun stared into the camera. "Morning, you lot! Guess what? I know what she's doing this week~"

For whatever reason, this male was reacting to the young woman's video. He gazed upon it with utmost adoration and excitement, like some childish fan sitting down for their favorite cartoon on Saturday morning. Hell, if he had a bowl of cereal, he could sit next to such a child as their tall twin. "Look at that. Look at that!" he chanted while observing the woman's ensemble, sparing a glance at the number of views her video was now receiving. "Want those ears, don't ya'? I'd love a pair, but... that'd be a bit of a cheat, wouldn't it? Tell ya' what? She's going to con! Better yet, we're on the same panel!" Ah, the reason behind his wet hair was indeed that he'd recently hopped out of the shower. Still drenched, he wouldn't dare miss a notification to his phone from this particular Youtube channel─ rather, the only one he enabled notifications for. "Go on, then! Run on over, show some love to our favorite gal, and tell her I sent you if you make it into the lucky ten!" With that said, the man sighed, seeming legitimately disappointed for just a moment. "Damn shame though, innit? Wouldn't be fair of me to win as an insider, so what I really need is for at least one of you guys to win in my place, yeah? And, if you can make it to London this week, why not stop by the panel to get them signed, and I'll slide over a lovely little loyalist bonus to top it all off!"

He was on the move the entire time this stream took place. A bit of shifting here, a bypass of a doorframe there, and he was outside in the open. It seemed this man was en route from a very different location at the moment, but it seemed... he was already in London during the stream. "Con's today, if I didn't mention. I'm on my way through Old Street to get there now, so I guess I'll hang with you lot, my fam, before it all gets started. Keep me company so I don't get too nervous to work alongside the queen herself, yeah? Oh! And click the link to my charity! We're still trying to meet goal for the improvement of orphanages; the attachments on that website should show you what's already been done in Leeds. It's good work we're doing here guys, let's keep it up!"

[Apollymi]

While traveling, the girl who was known on social media as 'Blue Lotus' received a notification for her YouTube Channel. A certain other well known individual had just commented on her video, claiming to have been first! She looked over her screen in her chauffeured vehicle, and wondered why someone who was going to be at the same place as her would even bother. "God-King? He's on the panel. Is this publicity? I feel like I see that name a lot..." she mused. It would be now that she spent time looking at her analytics. She clicked that name and searched through her platform. The numbers attached to that name were indeed astounding. 'Blimey, this one's madferit...' she thought. This lad had a 100 percent watch rate. He'd seen her every video, he'd commented on every one. He was likely her most active viewer. And he was on her panel? She was almost willing to brush this whole thing aside, but it really didn't seem right that he wouldn't get himself a pair of the limited edition ears because he couldn't participate when he was obviously an active viewer. 'It'd only be right, for what is apparently by biggest fan...' Texted her publicist and a couple of other people. She was already being messaged about the live stream, though she hadn't tuned it, she was being advised to say hello at least since she was given a shoutout and all. So, yes, publicity. Within a few moments the first 10 slots had been filled. So a quickie update on Twitter would suffice, she was in a car after all.

At the same time, one of the viewers of the God-King's stream had indeed checked out his charity cause. And he'd find, soon enough a large donation would be crossing his screen. Actually, large wasn't the right word... A 1 Billion Yen donation to that Charity dropped. It was attached to a certain user handle written not in English but translated to MisakiNeesan.

[Bloodedge]

Step after step, the English male progressed through the city of London on his way to the aforementioned convention. He was an absolute ball of nerves, but also of excitement. His most regular viewers could tell this with great ease, if only because of his reactions to... well, life itself at the time. "Oh yeah! I should show off the fit of the day, shouldn't I? Sorry folks; woke up a bit thick today," he explained to his audience. Without further ado, he moved his cellphone's camera away from his face. In doing so, he showcased a navy-colored, floral print shirt with gold and silver graphics, tucked into a pair of black dress pants and gold knob-toe shoes. Upon recovering the position of his camera, he received a notification of his own, directly to the stream. "Ayy, that's the ticket mates! We got a─"

His pause was immediate, and filled with more shock than he'd known in... ages. "MisakiNeesan," he repeated with an oddly accurate Japanese accent after reading the translated name. "... has donated... a billion yen? How much is a billion yen?" he wondered before checking his chat, which would soon provide the answer. Upon receiving it, well, his eyes widened further yet. "Bloody hell, over six million pounds? Really?! You're either filthy rich, or some sort of nutter! Either way, I don't think I've got enough gratitude in me to show, sOoOoOo~... lads?" he offered, allowing a simple chance for the members of his chat to assault MisakiNeesan with messages, emotes, and other such praises for their contribution. He'd even have their username highlighted in the livestream as top donator, which he didn't imagine would be changing any time in the next several decades. "MisakiNeesan, are you from Japan, or just a weeblet? No offense; it's hard to tell nowadays, innit? If you're local, here's hoping I can see you at con!" he added, a two-fingered salute and a wink being offered to the camera as he did so.

[Apollymi]

Ah yes, the watchers of God-King's live stream were soon given a look at the man's outfit. Any who saw how he chose to dress himself, might wonder why he was so infatuated with the Fashionista known as Blue Lotus, but his followers already knew he was just smitten. Actually, that was becoming more obvious by the second given that he'd forgotten to show off his outfit until this moment. He was like a kid on the first day of school. It was an adorable thing to behold from at least one viewers perspective. Ah, but that wasn't really the point, MisakiNeesan had been noticed, her donation pinned her at the top of the donators and beyond that, it seemed she received a shoutout. 'I am Japanese, but you're one to talk about weeblets. Your Japanese pronunciation is perfect.' A reply from a young woman on the other side of the world in a text box that was now highlighted because she was a donor. 'I also don't really need the gratitude or anything.' she was shy about accepting praise for things, but that was just who she was. 'I enjoy your content and the way you do business. I am also fond of kids so the charity speaks to me, that's all.' Yes, quick replies as the man approached his meeting of choice. 'Unfortunately, I can't currently take a break for a trip to London, I'm studying for exams. I'm rooting for you though, God-KingXBlue Lotus~' And that would be all from that one. And no, in the moment, she didn't realize how very typically Japanese she would sound by claiming studying for exams was the reason for her lack of travel, even so it was very true. She'd go back to silence and watching his stream with amusement in crimson colored eyes. She hadn't been dishonest at all, she really enjoyed this man's character. Besides that, he was obsessed with Blue Lotus, and acted as if he was her number one fan, she wished him great happiness and luck in his endeavors.

At the same time, Blue Lotus had an update go out on Twitter. The first of which listed 10 names for her winners of her mystery giveaway. The second though had an @God-King. Since you were a great sport about it. I got you sorted too. It's only right since you shout me out and comment on all my videos. See you soon~. The tag was attached to a picture of her in the car holding a pair of the Limited Edition Blue Lotus Ears. Of course these were her own extra pair, but according to her publicist it would go over well, and she'd be sent a new set as well. In the picture she'd thrown up the peace sign as well, adding to its overall cuteness. Today was going to be an interesting day for everyone involved. She'd eventually find herself at the convention venue having already had her things checked into a nearby hotel. She'd be sitting around this place for a couple of days, even so, she planned to enjoy her time here.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, he was receiving a few messages in return, beginning a bit of a dialogue with this MisakiNeesan follower. She was Japanese, yes, but furthermore pointed out his own status as a 'weeblet' by virtue of his pronunciation. "Haha! Could I ever be anything else? I'm on my way to an anime convention, and I'm a character! I'm also planning another trip to Japan in a few months. I'll keep you lot posted, so look me up when I make it over!" he proclaimed. This person didn't need any of the gratitude, but he didn't care; he wasn't going to see that sort of donation without answering it properly. If he ever met the owner of this account, he'd be sure to put meeting them at the top of his to-do list. Alas, that meeting would not be happening any time soon due to MisakiNeesan's... exams. Ah, he remembered those days. "Yikes! Well, chin up! Ace those exams; you've got the greatest rooting for you. Give a cheer, chat!"

The final note from MisakiNeesan had been one regarding his adoration of Blue Lotus. How interesting─ the two were rooting for one another in a way. Moving on, there was another notification to excite the man this day. Specifically, the notification bar of his phone registered a tag by one... @BlueLotus. His brow rose, and his eyes widened. What could this be? He'd never been acknowledged directly by Blue Lotus, and this particular tag came with an attached image and... a message implying he would also be receiving the merchandise she offered in her giveaway. "Jesus Christ, that's..." He wasn't sure what to say, nor what to say it about. The image? Flawless as usual. The offer? Incredible. The fact that he'd been spoken to by Blue Lotus? An absolute dream. Oh, and of course there was the little 'see you soon' she added, which was a very appealing little flirt in his imaginary version of the world; that one obviously wouldn't be addressed. Well, all things considered, there was only one way for him to take all of it, wasn't there? "Oh, brilliant! Absolutely fan-tastic! Today's my lucky day lads, so let's get this thing moving properly!" He offered these final words to his fans as he, too, approached the building in which he would finally meet the 'queen' he'd been raving about.

[Apollymi]

Ah, he was indeed a character. The man known as God-King online, had caught the eye of the Aeons, a favored set of writers/mangaka that MisakiNeesan enjoyed. And they in turn had immortalized this man as a certain Nidaime Kazekage... it was very interesting. She supposed knowing this that she could understand a bit better why his Japanese pronunciations were so good and understand him being a weeblet. Look him up? Hm, she'd consider it. She was a follower of his, she'd have no problem tracking him down for a meet and greet, if he ever made it to this area. She wouldn't mind involving herself in his type of business either... she'd add it to her calendar. But for now, they were rooting for each other, and that was kind of sweet. She could consider herself allied with him in this way and she really was rooting for his potential relationship with Blue Lotus. If he got that girl, he was winning one for all the shut-ins with over-the-top convictions everywhere. If he managed this, even she'd have hope of eventually finding someone who'd put up with her.

Before the panel, this purple haired lass, found herself researching the lad known as God-King. She knew him to be a topic of interest for the Aeons, actually his face already belonged inside of one of their universes. He was apparently a game streamer, philanthropist, and an Instagram Model? Oh... that needed looking into, she'd have a glance at his Twitter a bit later. She began very easily scanning through all of his information. What all would she find when looking up this man? Well right just now her eyes were traveling over his Instagram and his pictures, well...

She scrolled through image after image of a brown skinned man with golden eyes shirtless, hair wet, smoldering eyes staring at the camera. Was this really the guy?! Did gamer guys come this attractive? That was a myth right, like finding a unicorn... a guy who devoted his time to playing video games wasn't allowed to be this attractive. He had to have some kind of problem. Strangely, after staring at all of his pictures she only became more curious. 'Blimey, guys this good looking don't actually exist. I mean... there has to be something wrong with him right?' she questioned herself as she started to get nervous about meeting him. He was really good looking, way too good looking to be into her. Surely this whole interaction was just a publicity stunt, except, he'd been watching all of her videos long before now. She knew that from the analytics. Perhaps right before their panel wasn't the time to start looking into such an individual?

[Bloodedge]

At long last, it was time to approach the panel. God-King, as he was known online, stood just outside as an absolute ball of nerves. Was the young woman he'd be hosting this panel with already inside? That'd be wonderful... and terrible. With a temporary farewell to the viewers of his stream, he pocketed his cellphone and paced outside the door of this recreational center. Their panel was going to be a pretty big deal for the duration of the convention, but it wasn't as if they'd be seated far from each other. Breath! How was his breath?! A few huffs into his palm proceeded several sniffs to check. 'Damnit! I need a pocket bottle of mouthwash or something; I can't get by around her with just a wash and a toothbrush,' he thought. Interestingly enough, his breath was quite minty; he just didn't believe it was good enough. Ah, to be smitten and blind to one's own appeal. All those people thirsting over him online, paying endless compliments and the like─ it was as if he'd never heard a word of it. Their opinions didn't matter here anyway, as there was but a single favor he sought to gain.

"Right. Time to make mum proud, or... whatever. Geronimo," he said after several minutes of deliberation, and far too much pacing. A deep inhale, a slow exhale, and he was pushing open those doors. He'd bypass quite a few others setting up their booths for the convention, as well as a few early birds getting a look at things before events began. Only one area would strike his interest. As much as he'd have loved to enjoy the convention for what it was worth, the only location he had eyes for was a large booth with faux sand and limestone structures, where he expected to encounter the only woman worth meeting at a veritable nerd haven, or... anywhere, really─

[Apollymi]

This whole situation was spiraling out of control. In the time before the panel was seated and before even the set up was properly finished everywhere, Blue Lotus had immersed herself into the online persona of God-King. She'd looked through his Instagram, his Twitter, even his Facebook. She'd turned into an internet stalker in a matter of minutes. She'd opened a wormhole into his life and beyond that a different kind of hole in her own mind. Surely this man wasn't actually exclusively interested in her. His liked posts on Twitter were hers, fashion-related, video game-related or archaeology? He had interests and hobbies but he wasn't just liking random girls' posts. Even though most were practically and impractically throwing themselves at him all throughout his comments on his pictures. 'Wait. Calm down... he's probably a stalker... you could be aiming to keep a bit of distance clear head and all of that...' she tried to talk herself down, but while looking at his more recent uploaded images she couldn't help but let her mind wander. 'Still, if he's sound... he's absolutely gorgeous. Too gorgeous actually...' Oh to not understand one's appeal wasn't limited to one gender. Maybe they'd understand all of this soon enough.

She incidentally found her way to the panel room and saw the set up at the table. How very cute. It was like a snapshot of that world that the Aeons offered her a spot in. She wondered if this was normal. Did girls really entertain the idea of dating someone who might be stalking them, just because they were attractive? Did the Aeons set this up thinking of including her character with his? Was it a chemistry test? Or did he really just fancy her for reasons she didn't understand? Actually, with the lack of commenting on other women, she might have assumed him to be homosexual if she didn't know about his views to her channels. A quick inspection of her other social media and he noted his name popped up a few times in other places as well. When seen, she was leaning against the table in her little black dress and a pair of 6 inch red bottom stiletto heels. Her phone was pushed up near her face and those purple eyes of hers reflected the soft light. She seemed to be in deep thought. In fact she was almost in her own little world, mostly her deep dive into the man known as God-King, which she definitely wouldn't have been doing if she'd known they were occupying the same place.

[Bloodedge]

'Alright. Should be right around this...' The male's mental musings came to a screeching halt when he found the panel, or rather, a pair of bunny ears atop a mass of luxurious purple hair. Oh, there was no mistaking that combination of things. Once more, a bit of deep breathing was key as he stepped forward. He approached from the opposite side of the table, thinking the woman seemed a bit taller than he imagined. No, that couldn't be right; he knew her height precisely... unless it was a lie, but he doubted that. Heels were surely the answer. Ah, he'd love a good look at those─ wait, no, focus! He had to introduce himself, right? That was the polite thing to do, and something he was very adept at doing... in any interaction that wasn't driven by a likely unhealthy state of admiration. Lucky him, though; his approach from the rear allowed him a very interesting view... of himself, in her phone.

Who'd have thought that his lack of ideas for introduction would be met by the perfect setup for a hello. Well, maybe perfect wasn't the word, but it was a start. "Please, if you're gonna follow me, do it while I'm not looking. I don't think my heart could take the impact," he said. In truth, he may have given himself a heart attack... or maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration─ just a bit. "... Also, as far as hellos are concerned, tell me that was a ten of ten. I thought way too long just to end up with bugger all to say, so..."

[Apollymi]

Right. She was in public, she shouldn't be so deep into her phone at a moment like this. How would this hubris be rewarded? With speech which made the lass jump just a little. She instantly made her screen darken and managed to look like a kid caught at something naughty. "Blimey! I didn't expect anyone, right just then..." she said seeming just a bit bashful, pushing hair out of her face in a bit of a nervous habit. "Much less you... this is exactly my luck though," she murmured softly. He'd spoken first, about her perusing his photos and all. If she could have avoided being caught doing such a thing, she would have, but since she couldn't, she'd roll with it. "Anyway, I'd say... I wasn't doing anything but..." she paused looking at him and giving him a bit of a smile as she recovered herself enough to relax a bit. "I was just checking up on a guy who managed to watch all of my videos on YouTube, even though he obviously doesn't need the advice~" she mentioned. "Well, that came out a bit flirtier than I intended... I'm Nikoleta, you can call me Nikki," she introduced herself extending a hand to the man. "So should I call you a fan or a stalker?" she asked playfully. Oh, yes, she had enough number data that she could qualify him as either, but she wanted to know how he'd feel about being confronted with such information, while it was still an option to run from and avoid him if he got too scary. Though honestly, looking at him in person she might be willing to let a bit of crazy slide. Those eyes of his were enchanting up close.

[Bloodedge]

Shock. That was about what one could expect of being caught in such a situation─ not that he would complain about seeing any sort of emotion this woman cared to express. Indeed, it was just her luck that he'd be the one catching her scrolling through his social media accounts... and it was just his stroke of good luck to have the confidence boost of her reaction. Alas, he wouldn't be able to roll with this level of confrontation. In admitting to her actions, the lass pointed out how frequently he watched all of her videos. How awkward, yet... salvageable. He was a bit bashful about being caught, but all that did was put the pair of them in a similar situation to one another. Moreover, there was a proper introduction to address. "Quite right. Fancy meeting you, Nikki; this is brilliant!" he said while happily reaching out to take her hand He may have been a bit zealous when shaking it, but a certain gentleness remained in his grip─ almost as if he'd have been caressing her skin if not for the natural movement of a handshake. "Bit of flirting never hurt anybody, by the way. I promise I don't mind~"

Now then, what was he? Fan, or stalker─ he surely had to be one of the two. On a good day, he may have been a heaping help of both. Without so much as an attempt to release Nikoleta's hand, at least fully, he managed the most sensible retort he could think of. Of course, any flirting he offered was very much intended. "Call me any and everything you like, luv. Number one fan, sexiest stalker of the bunch, darling, sweetheart, whatever tickles your fancy is a ripsnorter as far as I'm concerned. Or, if that's all too much, I suppose I could just settle for my name, couldn't I? Oliver, by the way... but I'm guessing you figured that out while you were stalking all my socials just now~"

[Apollymi]

The young woman who introduced herself as Nikki had her hand touch this golden eyed young man's. How very odd. It was a normal shake but they didn't seem to be letting go of each other, she didn't immediately try separating herself either. Even with the zealous shake there was a certain tenderness across her skin. She was probably blushing and not just from potential awkwardness. 'Did I mention this man is way too attractive?' she questioned herself as she looked up at those eyes. They were almost fiery at that color intense like pictures of the sun, but here he was, excited to meet her in person. "I can see that, but... I can't disagree," Nikki said. Her own eyes hadn't moved. Christ in heaven the this man was gorgeous.

What was more, when she called attention to his internet activities, he accepted them honestly. "Really?! That's a lot though isn't it?" she questioned as she was given permission to basically call him whatever she wanted to over time. How very strange, she might have claimed she was mesmerized but he was definitely charming. Even for a stalker she could see herself acquiescing to a few wishes if she could stare into those eyes for a bit longer. Oh, he'd introduced himself properly, mentioning that she likely knew his name because she'd been on his social media already. "Well, I did find out your name. But I also noticed, that in all of those pictures you tagged yourself as Ozzy," she said seeming just a bit sheepish, but if she was going to be feeling a bit bashful all day, he might as well too. "So I'll call you that, okay?" she admitted with a bit of a chuckle. "It's really strange, you just admitted to being a stalker level super fan, but here you are, smiling and owning it."

[Bloodedge]

"That right? Well I'll be─ let it all just slip out as you like then~" he mused as their handshake sat seemingly in limbo, never being loosed on either end. His list of names/titles may have been a bit much, but he was perfectly content to accept any and every one of them if she'd be the one saying the words. "Is it a lot? I might like a lot. Couldn't hurt, right?"

She did have his name, but with it came something of a nickname he went by in his own tags. There was an interesting, albeit small explanation behind that. Whatever the case, he was quite serious when he said this woman could address him as she pleased, and he'd continue grinning ear to ear about it. "If it works for you, it works for me. Besides, Ozzy is way cooler than Oliver, innit? I like having a couple of zeds," he explained. Outside of more businesslike meetings, he would always prefer that moniker anyway. Additionally, there was a special little spark added to it when Nikki spoke it, just as he would have anticipated. Of course he was owning up to being something of a stalker as well; he'd always wear that title with utmost pride. "I did, and I am! Blue Lotus' most dedicated stalker─ pretty much sums me up. Seen every video, bought all the merch, and just nearly talked myself into showing up for a few signings. So, all I'm missing is several autographs, mobile number, an extended fan hug, and whatever else the list stretches to. Not too much, is it?"

[Apollymi]

Let it slip out as she liked? This man's voice was smooth as butter and she was still quite entranced by his eyes beyond all of that. How very charming for someone she should probably find a bit more creepy than she did currently. Maybe, she was simply thinking about this the wrong way? "You seem to like quite a lot there, Ozzy," Nikki said with a chuckle. Her hand was still in his, but she sort of felt comfortable like this, very strange indeed she hadn't tried to properly withdraw yet. Ah, and he liked Ozzy as a name over Oliver for the letter zed included within the name. "Well, I see nothing wrong with the name Oliver. I find my own name to be quite a mouthful so I understand quite a bit. Plus nicknames are quite fun... when said by the right people~" she mused. Something about that was oddly true. If this man enjoyed anything she chose to call him, she had the personal preference of being referred to by her nickname.

A strange thing happened next. Ozzy admitted to being a very dedicated fan and stalker. He did wear it like a badge of pride and moreover, he claimed that he wanted everything that went along with being a fanatic of such epic proportions. "Oh, probably should have talked yourself into one of those signings. Meeting people you're fans of is something that can make them a bit less otherworldly," she said without thinking too much about it. Again, a man this attractive as her personal stalker and an idea was growing on her. At this point she was willing to see hell, if she'd get to look into those eyes of his for a while longer while he sang her praises. Having a personal stalker was weird, to say the least. But, it was coming with a bit of a confidence boost she didn't know she needed until he started talking. "But that's fine I guess. I suppose I can give a couple autographs, I also have your Limited Edition Blue Lotus Ears and my mobile number as long as you give me yours too. I've never had a stalker before, but I feel like I should know when he's contacting me~" she was flirting. Something about this was becoming innately less dangerous as an idea, or maybe she'd just become more comfortable with it over time. Looks were definitely helping in this matter, and the fact that he seemed so alright with what she considered her own rather plain appearance was a bit startling. "I'm not sure what an extended fan hug is... but it sounds like the sort of thing that should require a date of some sort first. So, then Ozzy would that be of interest to you?" she asked him somewhat quizzically. "You realize I'm just a normal girl called Nikki from Manchester, whose really into fashion... I'm not like an actual celebrity or anything," she stated. How very strange, she wondered if this man was one of the strange ones, who was a fan of just the idea of her. Meeting her should have shattered such an infatuation, perhaps by the end of the panel he'd have calmed down and he'd realize she was really very normal.

[Bloodedge]

As the conversation progressed, it was Oliver who first moved to release Nikoleta's hand, placing his own hands on his hips instead. His teeth never stopped showing; there was a mighty appreciation within him every time the woman opened her mouth to send words in his direction. If this entire convention could be skipped to engage in a week-long date with Nikoleta, he'd abandon it in a heartbeat. The focus of his attention here brought up the 'fun' of nicknames when spoken by the right people. In the previous breath, she claimed to see nothing wrong with the name Oliver either. "Oh come off it. Oliver makes me think olive oil. I've spent half my life waiting for someone to call me Extra Virgin." He'd refrain from mentioning how he would take her referring to him by such a name, of course. That would probably be a bit creepy, now that he thought about it.

A fan in a meeting was fated to view the object of their adoration in a less otherworldly manner, as Nikki herself stated. Lies. Those who would classify as otherworldly would be so regardless, and as far as Ozzy was concerned, the one answering to the moniker Blue Lotus would be as much regardless. As such, his retort was rather succinct. "You shut up. You shut your gorgeous mouth right now," he insisted. Now, he would eventually be getting... a couple of autographs, in addition to Nikki's special bunny ears and... an exchange of phone numbers? "Add a pinch to the deal, would you? Got to make sure I'm not dreaming and all. No, wait... I'll keep the dream," he said, paying special heed to the thought that she'd just offered him some sort of date after confirming no knowledge of an extended fan hug, whatever that actually was. In actuality, Ozzy had just been saying whatever came to mind; it was helping him along thus far. Nikki, however, was content to lower herself in his eyes─ if only she knew what an impossible feat that would be. "Well, normal Nikki from Manchester who's really into fashion, I'm normal Ozzy from Blackpool who's really into normal Nikki from Manchester who's really into fashion. You're as much a celebrity as I've ever seen. Tea?"

[Apollymi]

Their hands finally parted by Ozzy's own doing, such was an interesting thing for Nikki to consider. On the one hand, they were barely introduced strangers so them standing around clinging to each other in public was probably a bit weird. On the other, she really didn't mind holding his hand at all. She should have been giving a bit more consideration to her own developing infatuation. Could such a gorgeous man actually like her as much as he seemed to, before even really getting to know her? Well, she supposed she'd be finding out. Right at the moment though, Oliver... seemed to take issue with his name. Claimed he didn't like the food it could have been related to, and even interjected that he'd been waiting to be called 'Extra Virgin'. "Hahahaaa~" a laugh escaped Nikki as she turned her head to the side. "Oh you come off it, it's hardly that bad. You're just having a go," she mentioned seeming to find a great deal of amusement. Alright. So as it stood, he was funny, charming, ridiculously attractive and apparently into her. Yes, a bit of a stalker by his own logic but was that even really bad at all?

Apparently not, as she found herself offering the lad the things he'd asked for, and got herself a bit of a lecture to boot. Never did this gorgeous man stop smiling at her, and beyond that never did he actually have anything even remotely critical to say about her. In fact he also claimed that she shouldn't say such things herself by his own happy quieting of her thoughts about this. Supportive to be added to the list. Really, what was there not to like about a guy who was apparently so all about you? Nikki was beginning to have a hard time retaining the level of rationality that would have made them stop at friendly acquaintances. She knew this of herself already, perhaps it was at least worth looking into a bit? "A pinch, but not really? You really are that excited just to meet me?" she seemed to be aghast. She'd not been prepared for this sort of attention at all, still, she didn't dislike it coming from this man in the moment. "Blimey, you think the world of me... Tea would be great. Definitely the most unique pitch for a date I've ever gotten Ozzy... I'll give you that, and my number," She agreed to the date without thinking too much about it and had her phone lit up within her hands again willing to exchange numbers with the man before her as obviously this was the start of something new. At this point, she wasn't even sure this man wasn't just playing a really long game of cat and mouse to try and get her attention. Meeting here and now seemed to be a matter of fate and it wasn't like she wouldn't at least give such a potentially good destiny a shot.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, a laugh, so melodic and relaxing to his ear. He could make her laugh, so he could make her smile. He could make her smile, so he could make her happy. These were the comforts reaching into the depths of Ozzy as they spoke. As for his name, he most certainly wasn't just having a go. He'd been expecting to be the butt of many jokes over the years, even though that particular one never reared its head when he could hear it. Maybe one day, it was still ahead of him; oh well.

Of all things touched on here, there was one simple fact that would always be worth addressing: Oliver was extremely excited just to be meeting this woman, and he undoubtedly thought the world of her. There was no greater impact to all six of his senses than being in her presence here and now, and there was only more to come. As far as dating attempts went, he seemed to be knocking the proverbial ball out of the park here. Funny─ he didn't even think these steps would be taken when he found out they would be partners in this convention. This could be marked as a massive victory, to say the least. "I wouldn't say all that, Nikki. The world isn't that big, is it?" he asked rhetorically, a cheeky wink accompanying the clause as his phone emerged. Confident as he seemed, his hand was just about trembling while he enabled Bluetooth sharing to exchange contact information. Luckily enough, Ozzy's mouth could always carry him through weird situations. "Unique pretty much sums me up, doesn't it? You saw the 'gram. Refreshingly hot, innit?"

[Apollymi]

The chemistry between these two individuals was starting to become apparent even to Nikki. She seemed to find him charming but there was depth here, that she'd not seen before. What was more he seemed to have a pretty good ability to flatter and hide his own nervousness behind more encompassing compliments. Nikoleta knew she wasn't ugly, but she also didn't think of herself as overly attractive. Having a guy so very into her was very different. A cheeky wink was sent her way along with the implication that she was more thought of more than the world. "Compliments like that are like ego boosting, Ozzy~" the purple haired lass mentioned. She enabled blue tooth on her own device as well. She found herself blushing furiously happy for the deep tone of her skin to hide what she assumed would have been obvious redness. If Ozzy was one to let his words carry him through conversation, Nikki was one to bounce back any ideas presented her. His Instagram was a bit refreshing, and she found herself commenting in the oddest way. "You really are quite attractive. I didn't expect a stalker type to be good looking. I don't think that was covered in the stranger-danger chapter of avoiding trouble. So, I'll keep an eye on you with this~" she mentioned having received the proper information. She wasn't the sort to lie Oliver Williams was a very attractive man, even so, she still didn't quite get what it was he liked about her. But she was willing to put aside her own insecurities for a bit at least.

[Bloodedge]

With both phones having Bluetooth enabled, an exchange was made. If Ozzy's adoration of this woman was ever in question, there was an interesting image defaulted to his contact exchange. Specifically, there was a picture of Ozzy himself, as one would expect... though he was in his bedroom, sporting a Blue Lotus-print t-shirt, and surrounded by her merchandise. Yes, there was even a body pillow of the woman next to him as he sat atop the bed... just as there was a life-size cardboard cutout of her against the rear wall. "Yep. That's me as well: Mr. Ego Inflation," he commented in passing as he worked through saving Nikki's information under her nickname. Acknowledged as attractive by the woman, he was also directly pinned as a stalker once more. That was fine; there was nothing more worth dedication to the male. "You ought to get the special edition if you want the part that mentions me. It's the one with bunny ears on the cover, in case you weren't privy. Now, go about keeping an eye on me, and I'll keep a pair on you. Well... I'd do that anyway. So, what now? Check for any extra setup on the booth? Cut out for tea now? Skip to snogging? Slap me for saying that last bit without thinking it through first?"

[Apollymi]

Since she first noticed this man's name on her YouTube channel, Nikoleta had been a bit worried by how much this man's name popped up. It was true she had nothing but questions. Surely, he couldn't just be that interested in her. But as she looked over his contact information, adding his nickname... the picture on it was the man before her, surrounded by and wearing her merchandise. "Oh wow..." she muttered seemingly stunned. "I thought you were madferit before now, this is..." she couldn't even complete the thought. It was so unlikely that anyone would be this much of a fan. He had to be almost single-handedly supporting her career at this point. When adding to that he was good-looking, her type and not obviously deranged, it was like hitting the jackpot. He'd continue keeping both eyes on her and she could keep an eye on him? Sounded pretty fair to her at least. "Bunny ears on the cover? Oh my... sounds like a version you would have doctored, not one that simply mentions you~" she mused. Yes, she could be coy about this, but it would seem the man now in her company seemed to have a bit of word vomit falling from his face. Options for the morning, included ducking out for tea, doing extra set up on the booth, snogging or slapping Ozzy for mentioning snogging? "Tehehethahaahaha~" she laughed. How could she not? Did this man really just say all of that?

"Well, I won't slap you I don't think... I am not the slapping sort," she said. "Though skipping straight to snogging isn't really my style either..." she gave a bit of a pause. In the moment she kind of wished it was her style. She'd been a bit relaxed about her assessment but she was really attracted to Ozzy, but she still felt it necessary to get to know him, especially since he seemed to know so much about her. "I already talked to the set up people here. We aren't up for a bit and they don't want or need our help with the booth set up. They were very firm about that part..." She mentioned, given the time she'd arrived and that the convention was far from peak hours they had a bit of time. After all, their panel didn't actually start for a few hours anyways. "So basically what I'm saying is... Tea," she said pushing off from the table and beginning to walk. This was still a convention venue, they could easily find a quiet place to have a snack and chat.

[Bloodedge]

"You thought? I am! Don't get me wrong luv, I'm not a complete nutter or anything... just... maybe a bit mental," Ozzy explained of himself. It didn't really make sense, but it was about as much sense as Ozzy himself could grasp of the situation. He was entirely sane in any normal situation, but the moment a new upload was made by Blue Lotus on any platform, there he was, like a child on Christmas. What did that make of today then? There wasn't a single holiday or event that could compare in lucrativeness to this day, so he'd have to give it a special rating above the lot.

He wouldn't be slapped for letting that question slip from his mouth... good. With that being the case, he could let it be passed off as innocent flirting, though it had undoubtedly been an honest desire in his mind. "Quite right. No slapping, no snogging, no complaints here. Well... maybe not no complaints, but... you get what I mean," he said, assuming it to be truth. As for their actual plans, it seemed 'tea' was the ideal answer, since their booth would be completed by others on set. "Bit weird, but no fuss from me if I don't have to fret over design. Damn shame I can't see your work in live action though," he griped. Nevertheless, the ideal future was here and now. All that remained was determining a location, and luckily, he'd been to this building enough times in his past two days of being here, that he had a bit of information about food. "Tea it is. If you're up for it, there's a spot about half a block down with some great chips, and I mean fantastic stuff."

[Apollymi]

Ah, so Ozzy thought himself a bit crazy but not outright the kind that could or rather should be run from. Well, at least he was being honest in his assessment. As far as she could tell, Oliver was fairly level-headed and only seemed to be even remotely problematic because of her. "I respect your candor there. Definitely points for knowing about your own weaknesses~" she said with a chuckle. She still found him humorous, he was definitely winning at a lot of things right now. Mostly at impressing her and making her lower her guard a bit more than she likely should.

Innocent flirting a bit of conversation. A moment for tea probably was pretty fair for getting to know each other. "Quite right," she mused still basically laughing. No need to tell him snogging wasn't completely off the table. Actually, she might have considered saying such but he was already so excited, perhaps saving a surprise or two for later would work out in her favor. "Apparently, letting me mess with the design would be like putting a star to work~" she said repeating what she'd heard from the organizers. "I wouldn't mind doing such a thing, but... if they'd rather handle it themselves... I won't be too keen," she said explaining the situation. "Still it isn't like watching someone make design choices is interesting you know? Well, I suppose it might be interesting enough to you considering your watch rates..." she said still teasing his fanboy status. Ah, there were chips, fantastic chips... even. Tea of chips with Ozzy didn't sound like the sort of thing she could turn down at all. Besides, sitting across from him would give her a chance to look at him a bit more without being creepy herself... plus. "Chips would be lovely~ Come on then... lead the way," she mentioned willing to follow to this place with nice chips and a good bit more conversation with Ozzy.

[Bloodedge]

Was it a weakness he suffered from? No, that couldn't be right at all. He did feel rather weak in the knees since physically meeting the object of his adoration, but he also felt as if he'd ascended to greater heights than ever before. Now, he would even be going on a date with Nikoleta herself! Neither his day, nor his life could get any better than it was currently, as far as Ozzy was concerned. "Watching design choices is boring, if I'm being honest," he admitted while trying to recall the little shop he thought of. "No offense; that's not what I watch your videos for. Hell, I've half a mind to sit down and watch a livestream of you sitting in bed all day. Plus for jimjams." Well, he was just a dump when it came to admitting things today, wasn't he? He didn't care. This woman consumed his life, and she could know it just as his followers did. If she truly ever produced a recording of herself sitting around doing nothing for 24 hours, he'd watch it─ he'd even go to sleep when she did. For now though, there was no such thing to enjoy... and if anyone knew that, it was him. So, chips it was! Ozzy would happily gesture for the young woman to follow along, even extending his hand to her as he moved about. They'd be leaving the location of this convention, but the journey would only take them down the street a bit to reach a cozy little curbside shop with exterior dining tables under parasols. "There's the spot! Best chips in London, far as what I've had the past couple of days. Proper thick ones, too; not those shabby little bits that break when you pick them up."

[Apollymi]

Ah, so he agreed that watching someone make design choices wasn't interesting. Making them herself was something entirely different. Her YouTube channel was basically her making design choices while giving advice on how to make better style choices for yourself. She simply used herself as a model for a lot of things, and used it as a way to get her name out there. She realized this was probably strange, but more strange than that was Ozzy admitting to some other crazy thing. "Blimey, you lay it on thick," she said seeming to be abashed. He truly just claimed he'd simply been watching her videos because she was in them. What was she supposed to do with a compliment like that? "Really plus for the jimjams? You're killing me here, Ozzy~" she stated. She truly was feeling a bit more abashed than normal. Surely he knew he was attractive. He was definitely the type to have anyone, why was he so keen for her? Did she really care that he was so keen for her? She wasn't prepared for this sort of thing when she woke up today.

But here he was, hand extended waiting to lead the way out of the convention center and towards this place with the best chips in London according to him. What would she do, in the case of her own interest and her current level of embarrassment. She'd take that hand. Oh? There it was again. There was a certain warmth taking this man's hand in the moment. She'd sort of missed the feeling of it while they were talking before. "I might like this... a girl could get used to it at least... well... maybe that's a bit too keen," she murmured about the hand holding. Wait, that was probably weird as a thought right? They'd only just met. Was she weirdly charmed by his apparent interest in her? Should she feel bad for liking him when it was obvious she hadn't known who he was before this moment? Well, he was good looking, not really crazy, funny and charming. She could like any man like that, one who happened to like her a lot to start with was probably for the best right? She considered this while sheepishly following along. Until they arrived of course, "Well, everyone likes a nice chip. I believe you if you say they're the best," she said just a bit teasingly. Hell, at this point, she was willing to accept his opinions on things because he probably had more random information about what she liked than she did.

[Bloodedge]

He did lay it on a bit thick, but it wasn't a purposeful thing. In truth, Ozzy was always so free with his opinions, especially when it came to this woman. Such had always been the case, actually. Countless times, he'd been the knight to stand against any who slandered the name of Blue Lotus, always arguing against their nonsense with factual information backed by his own emotional state. A hefty chunk of her following had likely come from his recommendation as well, though he'd done nothing to send them over besides sing Nikoleta's praises during his own streams, videos and messages. What did all of that get him? Nothing at all, of course... but perhaps it was the karma of those actions which currently saw to her hand being placed in his own as they walked out for a snack. Whatever the cause truly was, he probably owed some portion of his soul to it at this point.

More importantly than anything else, it seemed Nikki had some amount of appreciation for their connected hands. If she wanted to get used to such a thing, she could sign him up full-time. Ah, that was yet another thing he would openly admit. "No such thing as too keen," he said during a very bold maneuver of lacing their fingers together. He'd gotten this far already, so he figured this much was worth the gamble in the end. This was how he intended to approach the counter for the sake of ordering. Yes, he was in the company of Nikoleta Corbyn, hand-in-hand, and the entire world should know about it! "Fancy getting used to it, do you? I sure as hell do; just sayin'." How strange it was, that there was a cashier awaiting an order at the moment, yet the eyes of Oliver hadn't registered the poor teen girl's existence as they stared nigh endlessly into the face of Nikki.

[Apollymi]

She wouldn't know for quite some time, how much Ozzy stood for her. But right at the moment, she was at least realizing he liked her a lot more than a simple bit of fanboy infatuation would imply. She'd suggested and agreed to this date for tea, even so, she found herself just as nervous and highly interested. She really did like holding his hand, but she wasn't sure if he realized just how extraordinary he was, and how very normal she was herself? Well, surely he knew he was godly by comparison. Hell, even when she was worried about him being a psycho stalker she couldn't deny those eyes of his were exciting and enticing. That body that she knew the look of, even while he was fully dressed, also wasn't losing any bets. She really was too keen.

Or apparently not? Their fingers were soon intertwined by Ozzy's own doing. Didn't girls normally have to do a lot to get guys to show them off like this? Weren't most holding out on options, not being seen directly with anyone they couldn't explain away in a moment? "I mean, there is such a thing as too keen. But maybe it just... doesn't apply here," she managed. Nikki's thoughts were quite muddled. She could hardly believe a man this good looking was interested only in her. She needed look no further for confirmation of this, than their arrival at the counter, where she looked over and found the lad she was holding hands with, staring at her and not even looking towards the girl at the counter. Jeez, this amount of attention directly was something she wasn't really prepared for at all. Ozzy was also holding no punches when it came to making sure she understood his interest, even his words charming as they were implied a certain direction of thought. One that seemed to be very present as he spoke to her always. "It's definitely growing on me. You being so sure is definitely helping but... it still seems a bit surreal," she managed. As she turned meeting those eyes of his which she found to be his most attractive feature. Oh goodness, she could really get lost just looking in those eyes of his. Were they truly only for her? Could she be properly unguarded about this? Was this great looking man really this interested in her and her alone? The thought of that was almost frightening, but mostly, just exciting if she was being honest. At least it'd be one hell of a ride.

[Bloodedge]

As their fingers intertwined, Ozzy found no resistance whatsoever to the advancement. Excellent! He was reaching one milestone after another, and each fed into his ability to keep moving forward. Too keen was indeed a concept that couldn't apply here; not to him. She could have been as forward as humanly possible, and he'd have taken it as the ultimate compliment and source of excitement. This entire ordeal was growing on Nikki at least, according to the woman herself. As for it being surreal, she didn't know the half of it. Ozzy was on cloud nine; any higher and he would ascend to the ethereal plane, or some nonsense like that.

What was that noise? Oh... a throat was being cleared. There was someone else here, wasn't there? Their would-be cashier had been waiting with bated breath for an order to be placed, and here Ozzy was, forgetting what the plan was entirely. "Oh! Right, sorry. Can we get a chip basket?" he requested of the lass behind the counter, who despite being an eye-catcher for many, many patrons, barely had Oliver's attention even for the sake of placing an order. He was at least attentive enough to pay, but keeping his eyes off Nikoleta was a difficult task indeed. "Uh. Do you take ketchup or something?" was a question he thought to ask of Nikki while they waited.

[Apollymi]

Forward? Now that was something that Nikki was but not all the time. Right just now, she was truly trying to figure out this lad with her, while figuring out the if there was some inherent risk she was forgetting about in accepting the obvious attention offered her by Oliver. Oh, there was always going to be a couple of things, the man literally seemed to be in another world while they were talking. She was too though for admittedly different reasons. Right now, a throat was clearing and the very cute girl behind the counter was waiting for their order. Nikki got to watch strangely as Ozzy didn't even seem to register this girl's attractiveness he simply ordered and paid seemingly itching to get back to conversing with her. He wasn't rude about it, or anything like that either. He simply didn't seem to have any attention to offer anyone else right at the moment. 'No! He can't be all of that and actually only interested in me. Not even a wayward glance?! Men like that exist? No... doesn't make sense... none of it makes sense...' Nikki was having an internal meltdown. Even so, that warm hand around hers, fingers intertwined and the fairly undivided attention of Ozzy was about all a girl could want out of any point in her life. "I like ketchup..." she said softly. This man was so strange, he had to know right? That he was attractive enough to have literally any woman he wanted? He could have her, at this point she was only waiting for the other shoe to drop, to find out what was wrong about this situation. There had to be something right? "You're real right? I haven't just lost my wits and all since waking up this morning?" she questioned this man's existence. Super attractive, into her and only her, charming... this was bordering upon unreasonable, someone had to be taking the piss right?

[Bloodedge]

Ketchup she liked, so ketchup they would have. Ozzy looked out briefly to confirm there were bottles of said condiment upon some tables, and he did see quite a few. Good; he'd be selecting one of those tables then. Oh, how exciting! It wouldn't be long now. He could see a few prime choices for sitting, a small selection of tables that were decently separated from others, each with only two seats. Ah, what a perfect place this would be to step even further beyond the walls of reality. Speaking of reality, that was something soon to be in question by Nikki. Really? Did she really think this was her question to ask? Ridiculous! "Oi oi, hold the phone─" Ozzy insisted. His face tinted around the cheeks, and his eyes widened just slightly. "Shouldn't I be the one asking that? I said, didn't I? I oughta be dreaming right now, but leave me sleeping if I am! It can't be anything new for you to have lads throwing themselves at your feet. Wait... should I have done that? I should have done. Still could, really. Yeah..."

[Apollymi]

A very strange break in reality was happening here, Nikki was sure of it. She had answered his question and he was attentive, looking around, no doubt picking a place for them to sit and have their chips and speak quietly with one another. That would be fine. She'd already agreed to that, but still she was having trouble processing this situation. He seemed more surprised by her reaction than she could begin to understand. "No, no... I don't think you should, I'm the one surprised here..." she said it was really hard to explain all of this. Perhaps though if she walked him through it, he'd understand her disbelief a bit better. Was she used to lads throwing themselves at her... well, yes. That was simple enough. "Well, you're not wrong no. I get asked out at a pretty reasonable frequency. Flirted with while in queues and that sort of thing... Comments on some of my videos can get a bit aggressive too. I disabled my dms on Twitter a long time ago too, but you... you are something very different," she said giving this for a reason of knowing she was more than reasonably attractive. "And blimey you don't have to do anything more, to be fair... aside from me wondering if you exist outside of my own imagination, I'm madferit." she admitted almost sheepishly. Was there really a proper way to explain all of this to him? Well, that was probably something to think about, but, he was right. If this was simply a dream... she could definitely keep it.

[Bloodedge]

"No way! You're taking the piss, right? I'm starstruck, awestruck, and every other kind of struck right now, you've got no idea," said Ozzy. Sure, he was a bit more than the average obsessive fan, but there was no way he was the first, right? Blue Lotus had an incredible following built over a short time, far surpassing whatever he'd accumulated in his own mind. She was flirted with, asked out, approached aggressively and so-on, so her surprise here and now was completely unheard of. Maybe it was only the ugly ones who built up the nerve to approach her, leaving Ozzy as the only handsome moron doing the same? Yes, that seemed more sensible when considering her reaction.

How strange─ they were two likeminded individuals, neither believing this meeting could be possible in the real world... and yet, it was about as real as anything could be. A basket of chips was on the counter next to them, and Ozzy was reaching out to claim it; this was real. He really was guiding her by the hand, to the table most perfectly shaded while still offering a lovely sunlit view of the world around them. His heartbeat really was a few paces to fast, as it had been since he reached their convention booth, and even before doing so. And, of course, he really was compelled to chivalry by pulling out Nikki's chair. "You're not madferit. You're normal Nikki from Manchester, right? Let's have us a bang-up time, come to terms with the coma I'm definitely in, and all that good stuff~. Or should I pinch you? I can do that too, if you like~"

[Apollymi]

"No, I'm really not, mate. Really... I believe you though. I do have evidence to support your claims, you're still unreal," how did one explain how absolutely outrageous this whole situation was? He was really into her? He was gorgeous and he was seemingly more excited about her being a real person, than she was wondering about his existence as a real person. Moments like this didn't happen in real life right? But here he was, leading her by the hand towards a table, which had a nice little ambiance about it. He was pulling out her chair, he had a basket of chips for them to split. Everything about this was surprising. Yes, they were both alike when having the idea that this couldn't really be happening.

"Blimey, at this point it is less likely you're in a coma and more likely I'm dreaming..." she said as she took her seat. "Great looking guy, only interested in video games, archaeology, fashion and me, is my biggest fan... supportive of my dreams even before I noticed, charming... really great looking, did I mention that? Doesn't even notice anyone else paying attention to him, seems like I'm the center of his world?" she asked looking at him most quizzically. "It seems about guaranteed I made you up. I remember making a list like that when I was young, with my mates... you know the kind of guy you want to marry. But things like that are just dreams right? Those sorts of people don't actually exist, so really, this is just as shocking for me as it is for you, Ozzy from Blackpool..." she said. A lot of guys asked her out. Not all of them were hideous or anything, but most weren't all things she was looking for. It was as if the universe had plucked this man from her dreams and made him real and then set her up to run into him. And that was about as outlandish as one thing could be. "Still I'm not sure about that pinch. Might ask later. If I'm actually dreaming I'd be mad not to enjoy it first."

[Bloodedge]

"That's the crazy part! I've barely even said a thing as of yet. Seriously, you should see my internet history; I've been hoping for..." Oh, perhaps honesty and saying too much were not necessarily one and the same. Midway through his next admission, Ozzy decided to... tactfully shut his stupid mouth before saying something far too outrageous for a first meeting with anyone. "Right, not important. Anyway, that all pretty much sums me up. How'd you know I was into archaeology? Rare that I even open my mouth about that," he said to alter the subject as quickly as possible. Truthfully enough, Ozzy wasn't totally verbal about his interests outside of games, fashion and Blue Lotus. He did like a fair number of archaeological tweets here and there, and even follow a few accounts related to them, but that was about it outside of university. "You did mention, by the way. Glad you think I'm charming and good-looking and all, but if I think too much about you saying that, I might go mental."

Talking about going mental, the description Nikki had for him was about as ridiculous a claim as things could get. Thus far, it seemed she was claiming him to be as close to perfect as he viewed her. The way she said it, as well... did he hear that properly? Well, that was certainly something worth poking at while he seated himself, reaching into the basket for the first of many chips. "Easy now. I do exist, but you're already talking about marriage material? I think it might be a good idea to make a pit stop at snogging first, and I thought that was supposed to be a skip. You really are havin' a go," he joked just after ripping that first slice of incredibly-seasoned potato in half with his chompers.

[Apollymi]

Oh? She should see his internet history? Hm, she wondered what a man's internet history looked like... well not really. But based on their topics of conversation there were always more than a few ideas floating around. Strangely, he was rather quick to change the subject, and Nikki couldn't help but laugh about it. Oh, how did she know about his interest in archaeology? Well, she supposed it was now her turn to look a bit like a stalker. "I might have been coming to the end of my deep dive into your social media presence when you crept up on me earlier..." she said with the grace to look embarrassed. "In my defense, I was a bit curious and I'm a girl so I went a little mental when I started looking. I had to be prepared for anything..." she said knowing that it was only partially an excuse. Of course, there was also the fact that eventually she'd just become interested and after figuring out that she didn't dislike anything she'd seen, she went looking for the catch, she still hadn't found it yet.

Aww, he even managed to seem a bit surprised by what she had to say about him. By his own words, he did notice compliments, but only paid special attention when they came from her? He was becoming more perfect by the second. What was wrong? What was missing? "Oops, well... blimey, I go from having a stalker to sounding like I've Stockholm syndrome..." she tilted her head left and reached for a chip, she'd stuff her face and forget for at least a few seconds that she was beyond embarrassed. "Woah, these are brilliant..." she said after her first bite. The next one would be dipped in ketchup, but she always liked to try things first. These really might have been the best chips in London. She would definitely be taking note of this place for a couple of other meals while she was in the city. As for the snogging, she was beginning to wonder when that would actually pop up. She wasn't at all against it as an idea... and after looking though his catalogue of thirst trap pictures she was almost certain he wasn't lacking in any department. That is what made the situation so very shocking. "Oh please, I'm not having a go... also I only postponed the snogging and skipped on the slapping. There's an order to respect and all~" she teased in return. Yep, she was still flirting with this man, but now she was eating and chatting. Oh, and sitting across from him stealing glances at those golden eyes of his. This was madness and she was going to fall right into it, without question.

[Bloodedge]

There was a reason Nikki knew of his less obvious interest, and it was directly connected to what she'd been doing when they met earlier this day. She hadn't simply been looking at his pictures─ she went through much more information than that. Her reason for doing so was incredibly sound; he couldn't fault her for it at all. "That's proper careful of you. Careful who you work with, and all that. Makes sense of how I managed to not run you off with that terrible intro." Another chip, another extensive glance in Nikki's direction, and an ear constantly opened. These were constants while he sat at this small table, across from Nikki herself. Until recently, there was hardly a thing he offered so much of his attention to outside of her videos and updates. Now, though, he had the real thing sitting right in front of him. Incredible!

Apparently, Nikki thought she'd gone from being staled to having Stockholm's Syndrome. If he was the one involved, Ozzy didn't think such a thing was negative at all. Actually, it was an absolute win for him! "Oi, you telling me I Stockholmed you? Lucky me~" he said, only to hesitate in the very next moment. "I should probably say outright, that I'm not trying to force myself on you in any way. Well... not in any physical way. Well... not like that, you know?" His spirits seemed to be rather high as he crunched one chip after another, some with ketchup, some without. Nikki seemed to enjoy them as well, which was good. "Aren't they? I came here first day, and I swore this place existed just to fat me. Anyway, if there's an order, I need informing. I'm not about to lie and say I have any idea what I'm doing; I'm going mad just thinking we're sitting at the same table!"

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Ozzy didn't take personal offense to her deep dive into his internet life. A chuckle escaped the lass at that, it was such an uncommon reaction. He really didn't get it, he was the nice guy, 'nice guys' claimed they were being. "Ah, well... I am not super easy to run off anyways. But mostly it wasn't even about the work part. I found out how much you appeared on my YouTube and then with the analytics noticed that we'd never interacted. We are on this panel together, so I was mostly trying not to be potentially blind-sided. Then I started peeking around and noted some of our shared interests so, I got curious. And down the proverbial rabbit hole I went," she explained of her early search and her lack of distrust at their initial meeting. Though she had been a bit shocked that she'd been caught she was definitely harboring a small bit of curiosity as it stood. "Oh, and your intro was great. Very different from the norm... and pretty spot on considering you're actually a huge fan," she said with a smile. All the while she ate more chips and found herself stealing a glance or two. This man really was gorgeous. She could sit across from him all day.

He seemed really excited by the idea that she might like him back. It was kind of adorable really. It was a bit surprising still that a man this gorgeous was interested in her specifically. It was also pretty sweet that he was going out of his way to not sound like a total creeper the entire time, even realizing how badly somethings could be taken, whether she saw them that way herself or not. "Teheahahahaha~ It's fine Ozzy. I definitely wouldn't have agreed to tea if you came off as a proper creeper. Besides I am considering myself pretty lucky today~" she mused. Had another few chips and heard out this man about this shop and how great the chips were. "Hm, if this place is how I get fatted, I don't think I'd mind too much," she started. At this point, he was admitting he was just happy to be in her presence. Like a kid at Christmas, and he just got to meet real Santa. "Blimey, you're doing wonders for my self-esteem. I'll keep track of the order of things, it's only fair~" she teased gently. Oh this man was going to be the death of her... his level of infatuation was infectious.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, that's pretty obvious. I remember that one sponsor you had, what was it... that pick-me-up drink company? Those lot were kinda sus, but you always seem pretty good about seeing just past the surface everybody else is looking at. Probably why you're such a great designer, innit?" Ozzy nearly went on a bit of a tangent when he started addressing factoids about Nikoleta. Luckily, he managed to once again shut up before talking too much. He wished he could have done the same when introducing himself, but according to Nikki, his introduction was fine, even unique. Of course, there was also the brief mention of their shared interests, which he knew fashion to be one of, but... there was always the wonder. "I wonder if the list goes on," he mused at random.

Lucky for him, Nikki believing he was a creep would have been a deterrent to her joining him on this little outing. She even referred to herself as 'lucky' today, for whatever reason. Did that have something to do with him? He could, and would, certainly hope so. "You're lucky? Come off it; I can't hear a thing about anybody else's luck today. I've hit one jackpot after another since having a wash, and I've not had a proper breakfast until just now." They would agree that a bit of gained weight from chips like these would be nothing to rage over. Ozzy himself could put on several kilos without a single complaint, so long as he could keep eating at this place. "You can say that twice. I heard the burgers are great here too! Fancy coming along to try a pair later? I mean, we've got a whole week being here in London. If you wouldn't mind, we both know I'm all for it. One more excuse to sit across from you for twenty minutes~"

[Apollymi]

Ozzy was full of random information, a great deal of it about Nikki's career. What was this, he was referencing her dealings with a kind of sketchy drink company? Her eyes widened and she paused right after finishing a chip. "Whoa?! People actually remember that... it was so long ago..." she said seemingly shocked. She knew the lad was on board all the way back at the beginning of her watchlist but most of her own fans wouldn't have remembered that event. "I still have boxes of that stuff shipped to me on an off. It was pretty good though. Got me through finals at the time~" she mused finding that whole thing so surreal. As for seeing past such an initial thing and making a deal being one of the things to make her a good designer she found herself being bashful. "Oh? Well... I think I'm pretty decent. Not taking everything at face value is pretty reasonable. You can't develop your eye or even your own style brushing over things," she said seeming to feel pretty firmly about it. "At least that's how I think about it," she mentioned. She wondered how much effort this man put in to look at her work that he knew about something so random as a drink deal. Whatever the case, there was also their shared interests. "Oh, yeah... I am also into archaeology, mostly from a standpoint of ancient design but still it's part of my favorite things to look at. And video games. Though I am pretty sure I'd be bloody boring to watch in a stream or something like that I do actually enjoy playing anything with creative options, building character, houses, that sort of thing... my Sims Custom Content folder is ridiculous," she said of her own personal interests.

Apparently she wasn't believed when she mentioned being lucky. She supposed it'd be a bit harder to understand from a girl's perspective, but this whole meeting could have been much more uncomfortable and it could have ruined her whole week. Right just now, she was feeling pretty hopeful for future encounters between them and felt pretty comfortable with the idea of him being her number one fan. "I don't know, I've been just as lucky since my video went live, it's pretty fair. Met my number one fan, he isn't a psycho... and he bought me breakfast. I was running late today... almost missed the car," she mentioned. She'd been editing her video to make sure it would go live on-time. Such activities were always draining and rewarding at once. As they talked and ate, Ozzy claimed this place seemed to have good burgers and asked if she wanted along some other time to try them. A grin spread across her face in this moment, his words were utterly flattering. "Oh? Well, I wouldn't mind having another bite. I do enjoy your company... but you're quite right. We've got a whole week here, you're sure after spending multiple full work days sitting side by side you're not gonna drain your social battery with overexposure?" she teased him gently. Knowing how excited he'd been to meet her, she almost couldn't question his desire to spend time with her, and that was refreshing.

[Bloodedge]

"It wasn't that long ago. Not as far as your video sponsors go, at least," Ozzy mentioned, having a decent memory of her advertisements over the online portion of her blossoming career. Speaking of that particular sponsor, he'd given it a try several months ago. It was actually a decent product, and now that he thought about it, there wasn't a bad sponsor associated with Blue Lotus that he could recall. "Actually, you're pretty good at picking stuff in general, not just fashion-related. You never seem to take any random sponsor either, which is pretty rare for people trying to make a name for themselves. It's honestly hard to see someone respectable enough to avoid the easy route."

Did he hear that properly? She said she was into archaeology and video games as well; now that was news to him. "Bloody hell," he said in shock. Mention of The Sims was almost laughable. From just that, he imagined they could have a single conversation drag on all day, and never see the end of it due to how many things there were to address. "Don't even start! You could be a gamer on stream, and you'd do a bang-up job of it too! Lots of people love to watch build videos, whether it's Sims or Minecraft. I had to stop playing Sims on my channel a while back, all because the stream would go on until I passed out in front of my chat. Same thing happened last year when No Man's Sky got popular again..." Ah, the memories. More importantly, there was conjecture. Ozzy was mentally checked-out, already living out a fantastical future in which Nikki and himself could enjoy each other's company playing video games, streaming cooperatively, shopping and showcasing new would-be trendy outfits, and so on. If he was dreaming up this date, then he was also presently suffering inception. Oh well; maybe doing so would lock him in properly, so he could never go back to that terrible, Nikoletaless life. Oh. Damn. She was talking about her luck just now, huh? He heard her, but... he was a bit late on the response, despite the fact that he was unabashedly staring a hole in her face while that stupid, absent smile remained plastered on his own. "... Sorry. Went a bit silent for a bit there, didn't I? I was... sort of... daydreaming. I heard everything you said, I just sorta skipped ahead mentally to the part of this dream where we're married and like... well, you know. Life. The short of it is, if I could be overexposed when it comes to you... trust me luv, I'd have done that to myself ages ago."

[Apollymi]

"Considering the contingency on staying relevant, it was ages ago~" she mused. This was quite true, one could go from the most important and highest streamed and watched to almost no one in a matter of a week with the wrong step. As such having any fans from earlier times in her work was rare, even for someone like Nikki. What was more, Ozzy went on to compliment her ability to pick things, she couldn't help but chuckle. "I didn't know being picky could be counted as a favorable personality trait. To be honest, I just don't back anything I don't try and like. I also don't really want anything backing me if I don't like it either, I can tell a lot about the company by the sorts of reps they send to talk to me, so that is where it usually starts. Well, that and some deep dives on the internet. If I'm going to build my name the way I want... I don't want to regret anything or anyone attached to it. That's all," she mentioned. Her own form of branding went this way.

As they moved beyond that point in their conversation, it seemed that her mention of their other shared interests was enough to spark some extra conversation. Apparently Ozzy also enjoyed the kinds of games she did, and claimed that she'd be good at making them as content. "Blimey that's a lot of faith. I can't imagine falling asleep on a stream though, must have been an all day event~" she mused. Whatever this game called No Man's Sky was, she'd never heard of it, but if it had build potential she might look into it a bit. After all, she had basically a week with pre-recorded content up, she might as well have a pretty good time in her hotel room. Hm, soon after she'd said several things but Ozzy had been pretty quiet, by the time she looked up from her fries she found him staring at her face with an expression most vacant. But he soon recovered enough to speak... He made the claim that he'd been daydreaming about the future of the pair of them. Her eyes widened. He'd taking a bit of a jab earlier and now he was admitting to being just as outlandishly focused as she had been in the moments before. "Blimey, I thought I lost you for a second there..." she said with a bit of a smirk. He imagined them married and enjoying a life together? Did he have any idea how outlandish that was as a thing to hear from an attractive man without associated psychotic tendencies? "Well, as long as you won't be overexposed, I wouldn't mind spending the rest of this time getting to know you... and who knows," she said as she picked up her last chip. "Maybe we can walk you out of this daydreaming phase and into the living one. This really isn't a dream you know?~" she gently teased. Actually, she could see herself liking this man far beyond their 'working' relationship. Beyond all of that, his interest in her was refreshing and after chatting with him quite a bit, she could see that he was quite beyond the first few levels of her scrutiny anyway.

[Bloodedge]

"Sure, guess I can't really disagree with that. Just trying to make it less awkward, but I'm guessing that's not so necessary~" Ozzy said while waving a chip about in the air, prior to throwing it into his mouth. He had another victory to count today. As of these last few moments, he'd learned more about Nikki, whom he could be called the leading expert on as things were already. This wasn't the same, though; this was a more personal conversation than he could have ever imagined himself having. It was such a good feeling though, going beyond existing knowledge and any would-be scripted speeches based on prior information. Behind it all, they were two people just having a conversation... though Ozzy remained the likes of a lovestruck teen regardless of how the picture was painted.

"It wasn't much of an event, really. I just get that into building stuff, so the stream went on too long. That's why I went to doing it in my free time; nobody needs to see me passed out and drooling all over myself on camera. Not good for appearances, that," he said in a lighthearted manner. Ozzy was back in the realm of the living now, though just slightly lost to the world still. It would take some doing to convince him this was all completely real, but that didn't matter, considering how much he wanted to believe it. "Dream or real, I ain't backing down. Besides, there's no way I've gone mad now; that's the second or third time marriage popped up, and you've not said a thing against it. If nothing else, that says I've got a pretty good chance of not just being some bloke. Heading back then?"

[Apollymi]

Just trying to keep the conversation from being awkward. He had no idea how very comfortable Nikki was in the current moment. She'd been sitting, eating and even chatting about her personal interests for quite a long while without real fear of backlash. That was a level of comfort young women in her position didn't normally get. He had no idea, how many points were in his favor at present that he hadn't pressed her about the sorts of video games she liked. Claimed the ones she played took no skills nor accused her of being a 'gamer girl' all things which had happened with the last few blokes who'd made it to a simple date stage. "Hm, compared to how my last say 10 dates have gone. I'd say you are the least awkward person I've shared a bite with in a while... Not to mention being surprisingly easy to talk to. No need to worry so much~" she mused, willing to share that much about his current abilities as far as general conversation were concerned.

"Really?! Just so distracted by building things you fell asleep? Wicked!" she seemed amused and she was. She thought she was the only person who did stuff like that. "I'm sure the look was fine..." she mentioned not seeming to think of a way in which the man wouldn't look gorgeous. Besides all of that he claimed he wouldn't be backing down anytime soon. A happy chuckle came from Nikki in this moment as he truly had no real idea. "Definitely not just some bloke, but I knew that by the time I finished scanning your Twitter... talking to you just confirmed it," she mentioned fairly honestly. She still wasn't sure if there was some sort of catch, but over the surrealness of this meal, she was almost certain this man was just really normal and basically custom made to her liking. Even she wasn't one to turn down a gift from the universe, especially not after scrutinizing him the way she had. "Yeah, it's about that time... and I still have to get changed. Apparently, I'm doing a live character reveal... that's why the ears are Limited Edition by the way, the custom for the character," she said playfully. Tea had been fun, but it was time to get to the show at hand.

[Bloodedge]

As it seemed, things were much more in Ozzy's favor than he could have realized. The previous ten or so dates Nikki had been on, were all allegedly more awkward than he was managing to be. To this, he had only one thing to say. "Wow. Those guys must've been rubbish," he stated with an unusual amount of seriousness in the claim. Surely those ten or so others had to be morons of some sort, or... maybe they weren't; maybe they were just worse than Ozzy when it came to being nervous wrecks in this woman's presence. Whatever the case, he was winning, and that was the important thing! Eyes on the prey, not the horizon! Something along those lines was what Ozzy had to keep telling himself, lest he become too engrossed in the fantasy of Nikoleta, and lose his grasp on the potential reality in his immediate future.

Speaking of the immediate future, there was a convention ahead of them. They had at least the whole week to talk about their similar gaming habits, life experiences, the incredible life they could have together, and so on. Yes, all of those things were worth addressing! First though, Nikki had to be back in time to redress as her character from the upcoming manga. "Live reveal, huh? I had one of those on release day last year. We've got to get you sorted right away then!" he said, knowing the appearance of Nikki's character was unknown even to him, despite there being some sort of connection between the two. Rising from his chair and extending his hand once more, he gave consideration to something particular. "I've got my costume here again as well. Am I meant to put that on? Do you have an idea how our characters are related?"

[Apollymi]

"The lot was pretty rubbish. I almost swore off dating, and joined a convent..." she agreed without much hesitation. Between dates where guys claimed in the future she'd have to give up on her dreams. To the ones where it was obvious that they were only trying shag, Nikki had experienced a medley of different disaster dates. Perhaps all of that bad karma was finally turning and around and she'd earned herself a single gem in a sea of rubbish. It was at least a thought worth entertaining, and with Ozzy being the type of man he was seeming to be, she was more than content.

What was more, as she mentioned that she'd be doing the live reveal of her upcoming character, it seemed that Ozzy was more excited than he had been initially. He truly was a fan with a response like that. "Yes, they claimed that live reveals for certain characters was becoming the standard, especially for helping boost the individual brands of their face claims. Since they gave me so much creative freedom I don't really mind... it was pretty fun working with them..." she gushed about her own experience with the Aeons. She reached out and took that extended hand of his, seeming to find comfort in it as they headed back for the venue. "I suppose you could if you wanted to, a bit of extra publicity wouldn't hurt either of us... and the Aeons expect stuff like that, giving fans faces in their works~" she said about the costume change that he could also participate in. "According to the Aeons, my character used to work for yours. She worked in an equivalent position to what Benihime had, before she became Kazekage." she said she'd only recently started reading the series so she hadn't gotten back to Benihime's complete former history or anything like that. "Wait, but no spoilers, I haven't caught up just yet... I don't really know what that means completely. But they said they could make my whole look work with their ideas. Or rather they said they'd figure out her abilities after I came up with her look~" she mused. She really wasn't completely caught up, but she knew at least what the character would look like. She also knew which look the Aeons ended up settling on, and today was going to be very interesting, at the very least.

[Bloodedge]

"Even better for me, innit? Go ahead and swear off dating. No convent, just start dating me first~" he said in decent enough humor. That would be an incredible step in the perfect direction for Ozzy. Hell, the male himself never gave consideration to dating, always being the approached since discovering and obsessing over Blue Lotus. Though he never imagined himself having a chance to both meet and woo her, there was no one else meeting enough of his standards to be worth going after himself. He thought someone might randomly fit the bill one day, but never pictured himself in this situation within any version of reality.

Those Aeons were the strangest of people, as Ozzy himself recalled. He'd never worked with, or even met others who so freely sacrificed any of their own potential ideals to those who assisted them. Ozzy himself had some small amount of creative freedom with his own character in their works, though obviously not as much as Nikki... yet it was still so much more to work with than any other offers he'd received over the past few years. What sort of look did Nikki's character have though, he wondered. Whatever it was, it was sure to be incredible as far as he was concerned. "Hmm. I'll wear it then. Might as well give the people as much hype as possible, right? Besides, I've always wanted to cosplay in group! Let's make a big deal out of it!" he said excitedly as they made way for the convention. This was going to be an even more interesting day, though poor Oliver Williams had no idea what he was in for. . .

[Apollymi]

Oh? What was this... Ozzy claimed she should swear off dating, but not join a convent. He instead thought she should simply start dating him first. Another laugh escaped Nikki as they walked together hand in hand towards their venue. "Blimey, that's a pretty brilliant idea, mate. Why didn't I think of that?~" she said almost sarcastically. Still it wasn't a very bad one in truth. She could actually see herself enjoying spending a lot of time with Ozzy. In truth, she was already enjoying spending time with him. The idea of dating him was seeming like it could come together pretty nicely.

It seemed that Ozzy had also worked a bit with the Aeons so he knew a bit what Nikki meant about her gushing review. She'd given a lot of input about her character, she'd even been allowed to keep her ears for the look. A chuckle escaped her as a small gag was even inserted pertaining to said character she was about to showcase it'd be a good time. "Alright then, let's have a go. Cosplay groups are notoriously hard to get together and coordinated properly," she said having some idea of what such a thing was like. "Still, we can have a great time with it," she said. Soon after they'd part to get changed, and this would involve rather reluctantly letting go of Ozzy's hand at some point. Oh well, she could always pick it up again.

When next seen her big panel would be starting and one of the coordinators of the event would be announcing some unveiling. "Alright guys, we have a treat for you today. Our two panel guests for the Aeons work are coming out. Along with them a new character reveal and a connected former favorite!~" the announcer mentioned. Ah, yes it would be time for Ozzy to make his appearance however he was dressed for this. The coordinator realized he was supposed to be the former 'Kazekage' in one of the Aeon's series. Whatever the case, he was definitely a fan favorite and would draw a crowd regardless. "First up, a favored streamer and Instagram model, known to most of you as God-King. He's featured as his revealed character from the last cycle, the Nidaime Kazekage: Hiyama Machi~" the crowd would be cheering for such a thing. The Sunagakure in the series Naruto featured all of the main characters, so everyone from there was popular. After that, the announcement of the newest character would come and that was going to be interesting.

[Bloodedge]

"Right? Stroke of proper genius on my part, if I do say so myself~" he joked. Luckily, there was no need to worry about coordination or anything else, since their outfits for this little cosplay session were... well, literally them. There was also no need to think about getting costumes together, or any of that nonsense; they could just get dressed as if they were going out on the town. It just so happened that the 'town' in this case was a convention panel, which Ozzy could almost consider part two of this date they were on.

A most momentous day already, would only become more wonderful over time. The moment their hands separated, the time had come to get into costume and character. Minutes passed, and an announcer heralded in Ozzy under the guise of Hiyama Machi. He emerged in full glory, sporting a balooning pair of black pants with openings to expose his shins, large golden armor segments at his waist, at his otherwise bare ribcage, and on his forearms. His torso remained mostly exposed, aside from a large, white cape, and the strangest form of compression top that covered only his neck and arms. He even had an additional accessory beyond his sapphire jewels, which happened to be a shepherd's staff, blue and gold to match his ensemble. "Oi, oi! I'm not meant to be working still, y'know? Where's my retainer?!" he shouted to the surprisingly large crowd ahead, slipping in a reference to the position of Nikoleta's character as he now understood it. Hopefully, that much information would not be considered a spoiler for the lass. She said she wasn't caught up, but he wondered how far behind she was in the series─

[Apollymi]

Another smile, how fun. Ozzy was already shaping up to be a great deal of fun to one like Nikki. Going beyond even that... very soon they'd be having a bit more fun of a different type. The announcer at the event made a speech which introduced the cosplaying Ozzy as the character, created by the Aeons who bore his face. How very interesting. Having met Ozzy now, Nikki could somewhat see the similarities between his own personality and that one created by the two writers. Still there was some extra fun coming and none would know about it. Nikki was allowed a great deal of creative freedom here and now. Her character was created with a certain humor, or disposition. And now she was being announced. "Where is the 2nd retainer of the Nidaime Kazekage? The one mentioned as having the same job title as the titular Benihime in the past? Who returned from a long mission to find an old yet familiar face?" the announcer was having a bit of fun with this. Such was simply the nature of all who participated actively in the Aeons' projects. "The one known to their enemies as the Ghost of the Sands, is the administrative linchpin keeping the Sunagakure up and running...." a long pause took place there was a certain thing happening behind Ozzy much to the crowds surprise.

A large sheet like cloaked figure appeared with two large deep black eyes drawn in the whiteness. It seemed to be something of an apparition but not in a way which was remotely scary. After a second or two something strange could be noticed about this 'ghost'. It had two distinct rabbit ears appearing from the top of its head. The crowd boomed, this was interesting and so mysterious. What would her costume look like? Everyone was curious about it. "Oh? last I checked, I was doing my job, but what kind of time do you call this, Nidaime?" asked Nikki from beneath the cloak only in a moment would she be showing herself when the announcer said her name she'd be revealing herself beneath that sheet like cloak. "Announcing the arrival of Okazaki Kouto~" the announcer mentioned. Still in that sheet the hands would come up and a little devious smirk would appear on the face of Nikki beneath the sheet. She'd lift it gently flipping it over her own ears to reveal a look befitting of the Sunagkure in general. The high ponytail she'd put in remained as did the red marks on her cheeks. Those specialty ears of hers donned, they came with a gold and blue motif not unlike that of Ozzy's gold and sapphire jeweled look, but instead triangles. Her actual look was bikini clad covered in chains of gold with black wedge gladiator sandals. Beyond this strips of leather and open handed gloves. There were golden bangles and chains and a nice choker in gold holding together tiny pieces of black cloth which covered everything of importance but was definitely fitting of a character to be kept by the Aeons. The crowd was stunned and then cheering as she came into view.

[Bloodedge]

As Machi, he sought his retainer, in whatever manner Nikki's character could be counted as such. The announcer's call brought forth the grand reveal of... a sheet ghost? No, that couldn't have been the character, right? The series Naruto did have its fair share of weirdos, but there was no way they would have this... right? No matter; there were roles to play; his retainer was offering her response. "Not important! I'm here, and I'm not meant to be working. What's it take to properly retire around here?" he questioned. With that, there was something Ozzy simply... couldn't truly deal with. True, the sheet covering Nikki was a mere cover for the true visage of her character. The grand unveiling of Okazaki Kouto occurred in a single moment, but for poor Oliver, it spanned somewhere around a few hours.

Legs. There was so much of just... legs. No, the poor lad couldn't be let off that easily. He was allowed to think her legs were fully exposed for a moment, before essentially the rest of Nikki was on display as well. Why had he never seen this much of the woman's skin before? If he had, maybe he would have been more well-equipped to handle that damned dripping sensation in his nostril as he stared, and stared... and stared. "Bloody hell," he spoke at nearly a whisper. This was dangerous. Did he really have to sit at this panel with her, like this, all day? 'That'd be brilliant, but... bloody hell!' he thought. Never did he imagine he'd see that girl from cold, cold Manchester in anything resembling a bikini... and this was somehow far more incredible to look at with all of its added flavor.

[Apollymi]

There were indeed roles to play, but it was pretty obvious, that Ozzy was surprised. The series Naruto had some weird things in it, but the sheet ghost gag was one which was uniquely part of Nikki, thus it became part of the character personality of this retainer of the Kazekage. Of course, she'd been mentioned in the series several times, and was on a long mission during a certain major event, so coming back and finding the Nidaime was a point of tension, besides they had some sort of history but the Aeons weren't too specific about it. "Whatever you say, but... if you really wanted to properly retire you would have remained unseen. You know she's just getting payback now for having to pick up for you so haphazardly~" she chimed, another reference to that main character both of theirs had numerous interactions with. "Don't worry though... I'll take care of the paperwork~" she said offering a wink. She'd then take her seat and ending the little reveal. Of course, with this the announcer would go on to explain a bit of the background of this character in preapproved blurbs. While the crowd cheered for an upcoming character. She could almost bet that sales for the next manga edition to be released as well as their gacha game would skyrocket with such a reveal. Besides all that it'd been a massive bit of fun.

All the while Nikki was amused. She rarely got the opportunity to wear bikinis or even design them. She'd had a ball making this one, and wearing it didn't suit her half bad either. She wouldn't mind moving to a place with a warmer climate where she could get away with a bit more varied attire than normal. Obviously Ozzy was from Blackpool a bit of a resort town, she wondered if he'd also enjoy some warm climate constant bikini weather type of place? Hm, she should probably be more worried about her inclusion of him in her thoughts of moving... but they were both smitten, even if one of them was much more obvious about it than the other. "Should I take by the staring that you're really surprised and enjoy the design?" she asked the man with her quietly while teasing him for his rather obvious show of interest. "Oh and you have a full anime protag nosebleed going~" she chimed softly.

[Bloodedge]

What to do, what to do? They were having an exchange while behaving as their characters, but Ozzy couldn't get over what he was seeing. Damn, this was going to be one hell of a failure! Wait... maybe not. When Nikki brought her speech to an end, she mentioned taking care of the paperwork, and took her seat. Yes, an opportunity! Ozzy didn't have to stammer his way through roleplay; he could simply turn away from her for a moment to address the crowd! "Wicked character, innit?" was all he managed, yet the cheers were aplenty regardless. Such was the way things seemed to go whenever the Aeons released new material─ especially desirable characters... and if Nikki was one thing, it was a desirable character sitting right here in a rec center around a congregation of nerds.

Ozzy took his seat beside Nikki, trying - yet failing - to look at her too much. As if things weren't bad enough, all that exposed flesh was doing him in without a doubt. Worse yet, she'd noticed; how couldn't she? He was surprised, and of course he enjoyed the design... but what was he to say in response to that? Oh, and then there was the nosebleed; he'd completely ignored the sensation during all the hullabaloo in his head. "Piss!" he exclaimed, covering his nose and mouth while looking for a napkin. "Well. Uh... listen, I'll be completely frank here when I say... I've got no idea how to not talk right now without sounding like the guy who just wants a shag. But... I literally can't think of anything else if you're wearing that. Seriously, I might go mental while we're just sat here on a job─"

[Apollymi]

Alright, it seemed that the end of that roleplay had gone over pretty well. But it seemed that Ozzy was suffering from his fan obsession in addition to the reveal of her new character. As politely as she could she slid the man a napkin and heard out his explanation of his like or dislike of her new attire. How interesting this was. She couldn't help her initial reaction which was to laugh because it was so obvious he was trying to hold himself together. "Brilliant mate, points for honesty as always... pretty flattering overall I'd say, given the context." she mentioned as the announcer went on and on about this panel, asking questions and approaches etc. Their crowd was already lining up and trying to organize to spend a few seconds asking questions and the like. "Besides, it'd be a bit weird... if the thought didn't cross your mind once or twice. Then it might actually be worth it to join the convent~" she teased just a little. Whatever the case, they could easily move on to taking pictures and doing their regular booth thing. Obviously, Nikki was completely unbothered by the idea that he liked her newest design in a manner which would have been a bit gross without his current level of interest in her being obvious. But she also wasn't so unworldly as to think it unreasonable for a guy to want to shag at some point. It was sort of one of the things relationships were made for after all. Regardless, poor Ozzy would have to figure out how to get through today's panel without dying of a heart attack or brain hemorrhage, or whatever else was going on with him at present.

[Bloodedge]

For whatever reason, Ozzy's honesty was praised. Strange. He was quite literally trying his best to avoid outright admitting to his horniness, yet admitting to having such a feeling was... positive? Stranger still. As he took hold of the napkin so kindly offered, Ozzy performed a double, even triple take on Nikki's person. "Right. No clue how that works out, but I'm glad it does. Thanks," he said while ruffling the napkin to shove it into his bleeding nostril. Damn, this entire thing was embarrassing. Nikki was right, though; it should be considered necessity for one to be sexually attracted to the object of their affection, lest things become dysfunctional down the line. "Nothing to worry about then, eh? Been having all sorts of ploughing cross my mind for the past year or so. That character of yours is giving me a serious case of Down Bad Syndrome, to be frank."

A sigh escaped Ozzy, but he kept a stiff upper lip for the sake of the panel. He could do this; he knew he could. Maybe it would be easier if no one this day came looking for a photograph with him, unlikely as that was. Oh, he dreaded that moment in the near future. Standing may have been a simple thing, easily enough done... but he was suffering flashbacks to puberty, and being unable to reach the chalkboard in high school due to certain decisions of his cursed male anatomy. . .

[Apollymi]

Nikki went on dates like every normal girl her age, and she always found men very surprising. She understood though to some extent that some really might not understand that in general women were just as confused as them. That being said there was no outward appearance for that sort of confusion. Girls occasionally saw men they just wanted to sleep with, some were even brave enough to do just that. Many would rather settle into a relationship first and be assured of a certain amount of chemistry but most were fine with a bit of attention. They were after all, raised in general to accept in so long as it didn't make them feel uncomfortable. "Because everyone's a bit complicated and no one more so than girls, no worries~" she stated in the most ambiguous way. She believed that to a certain extent. It seemed that Ozzy was content to share a bit more, claiming that he'd had such things on his mind for over a year now, so such a thing wouldn't be a problem for them potentially in the long run. That was interesting information considering she'd only become a presence on social media within such a time frame. Beyond that he was apparently feeling a bit down because of this character and the desires it presented him with. "Chin up, mate. That just means there's something to look forward to," she stated with a chuckle. "Also I'm totally not forgetting that you basically just admitted that you've been my biggest fan for a year or more..." she teased just a tad. She wondered if he was suffering at this time, she supposed she'd find out soon enough. As people began walking up to the pair to ask questions about their characters and get pictures with them. They were approached by a wide variety of people many just wanting a quick picture of them or to ask a question.

[Bloodedge]

"You know what? Fair. That... is fair enough," Ozzy surmised. The complexity of women was something he was no stranger to; that was yet another fact learned during his grade school years. Of course, Nikki remained a bit different from the others, just as she always did in his eyes. He definitely wouldn't fret over something beneficial to him, either way. He couldn't keep himself from pausing yet again when she mentioned having something to look forward to. She did call him attractive earlier; did that put her mind on the same track as his own? It wasn't worth delving into just now, lest things go in the very same weird direction he was trying to avoid. As for how long he'd been Nikki's biggest fan, well... he may have been one of her first fans in general. "Of course I have been! I'd just gotten deep into streaming one day when you popped up. One of the lads in chat remembered me carrying on about the perfect woman, so the whole chat wound up spamming the link to your channel. Half two in the morning, I'm cream crackered playing Soul Ignition, and I'm being shown my dream girl. What else was I gonna end up being?" He spoke so casually, with nothing short of truth as he regurgitated memories from that first sighting.

At last, the hour of reckoning was upon poor Oliver. Several questions had been answered, and just as many autographs were signed. Things were looking up, bar the fact that the occasional glance at Nikki saw to the return of his inability to stand. Just when he was forgetting the possibility of it, there was a particularly excited fan stepping up─ he was one of Ozzy's own followers. Excited was this strangely feminine lad (wearing a flowing white dress by Blue Lotus to boot) to see these two together in any fashion, and of course, he wanted a picture of them both, signed by both as well. It also happened to be the case that this was the very same chat member who sent Ozzy the link to Nikki's YouTube channel. "Speak of the devil. Ferri, mate... I'm glad you could make it and all, but please don't make me stand up for a photo right now─" he found himself saying to one of the last people he should have sought a cop-out from. The brown-haired, brown-eyed lad flashed a very feline grin, his eyes shifting between the pair. "No picture for one of your mods, King? For shame! I guess you streamed yourself walking here, so your legs must be tired. Can't you two just get really close from there?" he pleaded, sparkling eyes sending his request Nikki's way.

[Apollymi]

A smile crossed Nikki's face, his response was amusing. He had to know how confusing and potentially confused girls could be. She was pretty happy he understood what she meant. And she hadn't been dishonest at all. After her deep dive on his social media, she'd found herself, staring at his pictures wondering if a guy like him could actually be real. Moving on from this moment, it seemed that there was a story behind how he managed to discover her lesser known existence. According to him a member of his chat had given him her YouTube link after remembering him carrying on about what he was looking for in a woman. Really? That story was absolutely outrageous! "Really?! Of all the ways you could have found out about me... brilliant!~" she smiled pretty wide while signing an autograph but after that person stepped away, another was stepping up. "Soul Ignition didn't have character creation... I was going to give it a try... but the trees. The trees were frightening. I didn't think I could put that kind of time in at the time," she mused of her own issues with that particular game. Still it looked fun, and she considered that she would eventually get around to it.

Ah who was this new person approaching. Well someone that she recognized as wearing one of her dresses. So that in and of itself was rather impressive. Even with him being a male he carried himself well and looked absolutely adorable. "Blimey never thought I'd see someone at a con actually wearing that one..." she said of the dress. "Still looks great on you mate!~" she chimed, complimenting the lad and feeling proud of her own work. He was apparently also the one who'd linked him to her channel and what was this... the name was familiar as well. "Oh? Wait... Ferri-chan? Didn't you win a pair of limited editions this morning? You follow both of us?" she asked of him, pretty sure she'd listed that name on her twitter along with a few others. Still Nikki wasn't one to deny a fan something in reason, so she leaned in a bit closer to get in frame for the picture, scooting her chair cheekily close.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, they were a bunch of nutters when they made that thing. It's good fun as a grind though; the tree is more rewarding and less intimidating than it looks," Ozzy explained, as if to sell her the game despite its lack of character customization. "You're probably better off giving Brave Souls a shot though, if you want to customize. There's a console port just came out, you get your own custom character to start, from whatever faction you like. Gacha warning for that one, though. Seems like everything wants the wallet of late."

The male addressed as Ferrichan was clearly a fan and follower not only of Ozzy, but of Nikki as well. When complimented for pulling off the dress, he took hold of it for a curtsy. "Thank you~♥ This one's my favorite of yours; I couldn't not wear it coming to your panel~" he spoke. It was mostly truth, but in fact, he probably would have worn the dress without Nikki even being present. Ah, there was mention of him winning those limited edition bunny ears earlier this day. He seemed surprised to hear this, truly having no idea he was one of the winners. "Really?! I haven't had time to check Twitter since watching King's stream on the way here. I didn't even get to see if I was in the first ten! Lucky me~♥" he said excitedly. Now, Nikki was scooching closer and closer to Ozzy, whom 'Ferri' watched nearly have a mental breakdown. What was he to do? At least two people in this exchange knew there was an erection he wouldn't dare let the public see, but... Ferri had a secret. He'd seen these two chatting, and in that, he saw progress. As such, he formed a box with his thumbs and forefingers while watching the two so close, seeming to mimic a camera in portrait view. "Hmm. No, that won't work. I want a long one! Blue, could you sit in the same chair as King?" he requested. He knew there was only enough space in those chairs for such a thing to work if she sat in his lap, and Ozzy knew this as well. Ozzy looked into his chat moderator's eyes, seeing deviance, and thinking... this was the reason Ferris existed as one of his channel's top members. 'Bruv, you're getting so much clout for this if you pull it off!'

[Apollymi]

Talking to Ozzy was quite pleasant in general. He wouldn't know this for quite a while, but Nikki appreciated that aspect of him a bit more than most other things... the sound of his voice, those bits of commentary that came without judgement or order. Yeah, actually he was much more her type than she realized even after seeing him. "It's still on the list... I just didn't have time for it while I was finishing my graduation show," she mentioned. Her life at the release of Soul Ignition was rather busy. But it'd calmed down a bit by now, she could play a bit more at Ozzy's suggestion. Oh but there was something else? Brave Souls had more customization but was also a gacha? "Eh? Well, I might have to try that out. As long as I can customize I like to play a bit. I'm not worried about a Gacha, I'd give up long before I went broke and pout about it afterwards~" she said of her own luck, which wasn't inherently good until it was.

At the speech of Ferri, Nikki managed to look a bit sheepish. "Brilliant!~" Nikki managed. She'd not really been thinking about whether a man or woman would be wearing this little dress but it was a great look on Ferri regardless. What was more, apparently this one hadn't had time to check Twitter and didn't know he'd been one of her winners. "Yeah, I remember that name, it definitely showed up second. Don't forget to sent your info so I can make sure you get them," she said of the ears. "At this point I wouldn't really be surprised if there were some others from your stream that ended up there~" she said to Ozzy. Nikki had slid in a bit close, but it seemed Ferri wouldn't be satisfied by a landscape picture of the pair. His question made Nikki chuckle, "I get it from a design perspective, rule of thirds and all that. I don't mind squeezing in for such a picture, you'd have to scoot over a bit Ozzy... unless Ferri here has a different layout in mind for his picture~" she said about the desire to have a portrait instead of a landscape, she aimed to move a bit more while waiting for the lad to have the picture he so desired.

[Bloodedge]

"Brilliant. It's got its ups and downs, but I feel like you'll like it overall. Maybe they'll even add skins at some point," he commented regarding the game Soul Ignition. Ah, but there was another game beyond the likes of what they discussed! If anything, he had to recommend that one! "Piss to all that if you've yet to try Age of Eternity, though. Now that is a brilliant game with real world amounts of customization! I can't put it down! Oh, and if you stream your games, you're likely to get a bunch of donations when doing gacha pulls. It's basically the law."

Ferri seemed rather excited to be one of the winners─ especially being in the top two! He had to thank Ozzy for the intel, though... his current actions probably counted enough as a show of gratitude. He wasn't even done yet, what with Nikki going for the simple solution of actually sitting in the chair next to the male at her side. "No, no," said Ferri, just as Ozzy was beginning to move. What more could the lad have in mind? Well, the man from Blackpool would potentially be in for more of a treat than he'd bargained for. "That won't work either! Tell you what; your sizes are different enough that you could sit in his lap! I'd really get a good picture if you did! Pwetty pwease, Blue~♥" For a male fresh out of high school, Ferri managed to be about as adorable as a small girl, or even... a kitten. Would his pleas fall on deaf ears? Or, would the internal excitement of Ozzy be sent through the roof and into the skies above? At least two members of this trio were very much anticipating the latter. . .

[Apollymi]

It seemed Ozzy was indeed a bit excited by future customization potentials in the game he suggested. That was good, if there was something like that to look forward to, it wouldn't be a waste of time to look into. What else did the man have to say? Well, he came with yet another suggestion, this time for a game called Age of Eternity. Going on to mention that if she pulled on streams she'd likely get donations as it was the law. "Age of Eternity? I've heard of that one. I have it queued up for after the convention is over... I just wanted to give it a proper chance after I wasn't busy. But if it's got a glowing recommendation, I can't really say no," she said happily. It was quite true, she would have a proper go of the game if Ozzy said it was good, since their interests seemed to compliment each others she could believe the game was good coming from him.

Ah, the side by side thing wasn't going to work for Ferri... so what did he have in mind? Oh?! He wanted her to sit in Ozzy's lap for the picture. He even had some rather convincing stylistic arguments to promote it. But... would that be enough... normally the answer would be no, but... who could say no to a kitten like face who just wanted a picture of what was very obviously two of his favorite content creators? "I must be mental. Getting convinced by a cute guy in a dress. Alright alright, just no more cute blasting. Stuff like that has to be illegal," it would be then that Nikki would rather gently aim to slide herself into Ozzy's lap. Given the man's own words from prior to this moment, she figured he wouldn't actually mind such a thing. Ah but what would she find upon settling into this man's lap?

[Bloodedge]

Nikki showed an interest in Age of Eternity. Well, he would definitely have a weird date idea to offer the lass later during their week. "The game's clever, and damn wicked. I wouldn't mind showing it to you later, long as you're not bothered by the thought of being in a private place with your stalker," he teased. Interestingly enough, he was rather interested in the idea of even playing video games with her. It may have been simple, but in all honesty, she could leave him in the dreaded friend zone, and he'd accept it because it was still something.

Ferri was... without a doubt, the undisputed 'mad lad' of Ozzy's Twitch chat. He was a troll, an instigator, but most of all, he was always helpful in exactly the ways no one asked him to be. Now was such a moment. With a simple overload of cuteness employed, he avoided all consequences, and achieved exactly the results he - and Ozzy - wanted all along! "Of course, I'll stop!" he lied, offering the brightest of smiles that offered a mental warmth similar to being touched by a kitten's gentle paw. After so many months of Ozzy's chat being at Ferri's mercy, it was Ozzy's turn at last to be in the same boat. Nikki was shifting toward his lap. Oh no... oh no...

Oh yes! There were no negatives to be taken here! She slid into his lap, and what she would find there, would be a bulge pinned between her own thigh, and Ozzy's. Surely it was something in his pocket, no? No. This costume didn't have pockets, and no pockets were ever made so deep as where this object reached. Of course, it was also pulsating in response to the contact, as if it were alive somehow. Ozzy, in the meantime, wore the widest and brightest of grins. He also reached out to place his hand upon the small of Nikki's back. "Comfy?" he asked with a sideways glance. Ferri, in the meantime, was absolutely swooning. 'MMMMMMMM~!! Praise me, chat! Praise your lord and savior, Felix!'

[Apollymi]

Another sentence would be spoken, this time with the commentary came an offer from Ozzy to show her the ropes of the game Age of Eternity. It even came with the condition that it was only an offer if she didn't mind being alone in a room with her 'stalker'. A laugh ensued, well, if he was offering she'd take him up on it. "Well, since it's you that's offering I don't really mind. It's always easier to start a new game with someone to show you the ropes. Besides who better to show me to the things I'd be interested in, than the guy who knows all of that stuff from being way too active on my socials~" she commented. Nikki suffered the problems of many girls in gaming situations. Tell a guy you're into games, get a bad reputation. Or tell a guy you're into gaming and instantly get your choices in games laughed at or get told you aren't really into them. It was a catch-22 situation and she wasn't much interested in it. But her and Ozzy's tastes were similar enough that she could at least see herself enjoying the experience.

Whatever the case, Ferri agreed to stop cute blasting Nikki while doing it again. If she remembered correctly from her comments this one trolled others a lot. It was only to be expected. At least he did it with childish adorable behavior like what was currently being presented. Ah, there was something about him, that warm little smile was like when a kitten rubbed against your legs. You pick it up and pet it. Aww, who said no to cute animals? Well, not Nikki, but Ferri being a cute little instigator got her into an interesting situation. She settled into Ozzy's lap and her eyes widened in surprise as contact initiated a strange pulsing sensation, beneath her thigh. Something in his pocket. No, that didn't work... the costume he had on had no such pockets. It could only be one thing and oh goodness was it a thing. "Blimey," she uttered quietly under her breath. She managed to look immediately abashed but her mind was racing. 'No way! It's massive...' she turned her face gently finding Ozzy once again looking in her direction with a cut glance and wearing a wide grin. This man couldn't have been happier if he tried. Surely this was some sort of dream. Oh he'd asked her something too... "Yeah... pretty comfy. Probably the best seat in the place," she managed. Her hands clasped before herself she seemed to be stretching her arms a bit even with this young man's hand against her lower back. Her mind was now a thousand different places and none of them were good. She had to keep this man now... she had to, she had to win one for the girls. He adored her, was interested in only her, great looking and he had a massive cock. Legitimately, he was the most perfect specimen of a man she'd ever come across and he seemed custom made for her.

[Bloodedge]

What a day indeed. Ozzy was able to meet his idol, discover new things about her that included more shared interests of theirs, obtain her mobile number, have a date, and now... this. He heard that little utterance of hers as well, and snickered as a result. Of everything thus far, that was easily the best thing he'd heard all day. If he'd previously questioned her interest, there was no need to after witnessing that abashed expression she was now wearing so clearly. Best seat in the place, was it? Was he to take that as a reference? Well, he would do. "Glad to be of service," Ozzy said, preparing himself for the photograph Ferri was meant to take. Ah, but Ferri hadn't bothered pulling a camera, or even a phone out. He simply smiled, having a single thing to say to these two. "Aww, you're both so cute together. Sorry though; I must have forgotten! My phone died on the way here, so no pictures for me. I'm sure someone else from chat can DM me one though, so you two just stay like that! Awesome panel; have fun~♥" said Ferri, who immediately took his leave. In his wake were a dozen fans of either, or even both hosts, all taking their own pictures of this scene from different angles. All the while, Ozzy was both upset... and more satisfied than he'd ever been in life. "Bloody scoundrel! Should've seen that coming a mile away. Well... full disclosure, I sort of did─"

[Apollymi]

There were so many things happening this day, Nikki could almost have called such a thing fated. They were two relative strangers, with shared interests, who just happened upon each other and kind of worked. This sort of situation was so unreasonable and the types of things fairy tales were made of, but here she was, smitten and wondering about locking up a guy the first day she met him. Oh, but he was glad to be of service? Was he choosing to take her sentence that way? Well... he was about right a small smile came to her face as she got herself together for the photo. "Oh, I can see that..." she said of the lad's reply. If she ever thought he was only faking any real interest in her, she was almost certain it wasn't a thing to deny now. It seemed he was apt to make an offer, and only her sense of decency would keep her from taking it.

Ah, but there was that picture, but what was Ferri saying? His phone died before this moment. Of course it had, he did mention not claiming his prize but here he was, talking her into sitting in this man's lap anyway. Well, it wasn't a total wash, Nikki might have given the lad a piece of her mind about his manipulative behavior but... she was pleased by the outcome. "Haha~ He's such a bloody troll. I knew it... I still fell for it," she managed to get out still seeming to be in a good humor. Well, she was already here, and new fans had already come up willing to take this picture with them in the same position so who was she to get in their way. Besides, she was already having a pretty good time by her own approximation, she didn't wish to spoil it. "Well in your predicament even if you saw it coming I can't really blame you~ It all seems to be in good fun, and Ferri seemed to be pretty invested in his naughty behavior," she said of the cat-like boy. Ah, but that was all fine, she was willing to stay like this for a bit. "Do let me know though when you're tired of playing chair, wouldn't want to overstay my welcome~" she mentioned while pictures were being taken and autographs being signed.

[Bloodedge]

Since Nikki refrained from extricating herself from his lap, Ozzy decided to play things up a bit. He soon wore the visage of a lord sitting upon a throne, slouching slightly to the side opposite of the woman in his lap. His elbow rested on the arm of his chair, and his fist supported the weight of his head by pressing into his cheek. To members of the crowd who weren't 'in the know' as it were, he seemed to simply be acting out the role of a well-known character... but the toothy grin on his face was his own. Ferri's investment in his 'naughty behavior' as Nikki put it was about as accurate as things could get, and Ozzy had never been prouder of the lad. Since gacha games were a topic recently, he thought it would soon be necessary to spot his favorite moderator a few rounds of character summons. Well, he'd definitely do so whenever he could remember. For now, there was hardly a thing worth thinking of besides the fact that Nikki was in his presence, even sitting atop his manhood in his lap. Would he grow tired of 'playing chair' at all? Perish the thought. "That's proper thoughtful of you, but what about the fans? Everyone is loving these pictures so much, it'd be a shame to let anyone miss out~" he chimed, an obvious lie. Of course, he wouldn't just leave it at that. "Besides, I wouldn't dare put you out. Best seat in the house goes to the queen, right? This chair's yours whenever you fancy~"

[Apollymi]

Well this was how the afternoon would be spent? Nikki sitting in Ozzy's lap, signing autographs cosplaying a character who was a retainer to the man Ozzy was playing as. Pictures were taken as Ozzy plainly fit the part of a man who'd resigned himself from doing work and placed it on the shoulders of another instead. Still, it seemed like he was having a good time, the Aeons themselves had written many a scene with this sort of vibe to it, it was far from abnormal to the fans. There were many utterances of seeing what sort of portrayal these two would actually have. Many a picture was snapped by both sets of fans and everyone seemed to be pretty pleased. Ozzy himself was grinning like a Cheshire cat. He definitely looked like he was winning at something right just now, oh if the crowd knew exactly how much he thought he was winning.

"Oh, well never want to disappoint the fans... especially not the one who's acting as a chair~" she joked as well. Obviously he was more than happy to be where he was, and after the initial shock of finding out about the wily creature that lay beneath his trousers, she wasn't dissatisfied at all with her placement either. Apparently, he wouldn't dare put her out and referred to her as the queen claiming she deserved the best seat in the house. Oh, it came with an impossible to misinterpret offer as well. "Blimey, does that make me the queen? I mean, that's a pretty cheeky offer I'd be mad not to take it. But, I'm not sure my ego will survive all this attention~" she said as they could continue. They could get through this particular event right? She wouldn't be completely embarrassed by sitting in this man's lap at all. In fact, she was pretty comfortable there. This little cosplay had taken a turn which had started with a quick date and turned into something very different.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh yeah, definitely wouldn't want to rub your biggest fan the wrong way. Got to rub him proper," he said. Beyond all the casual banter and excitement, Ozzy had become more than comfortable enough to flirt in the most haphazard manner he could manage. Well, not quite─ he was far worse, but this was a public venue after all. He had to be silent, and he had to be as subtle as possible... though subtlety may not have been what he wound up with in that line. Oh well. Nikki seemed willing to roll with things, almost as if she shared the same level of interest... so why would he stop? Ah, but she also had enough nerve to question the position she'd been granted. Her ego wouldn't survive? Tough. "Trust me, I've got enough ego for the both of us. Besides, no one in their right mind would pin you as anything less than a queen. If anyone did, I'd have them. That alright?"

[Apollymi]

Oh, Ozzy was fully of cheeky commentary. Well, they were flirting, she couldn't hold it against him. To be perfectly honest, she wouldn't have held it against him much in the first place. Even so, her eyes cut to him as she finished signing an autograph. "Blimey that's a pretty cheeky thing to say. Still, you're not wrong... definitely should find out what he likes~" she flirted back with just as much casual mention. At he same moment, she shifted ever so slightly in his lap, it would look in passing like she was just getting more settled but in truth she'd shifted her hips against him just a little. What was flirting if it didn't involve a bit of fun?

It seemed her talk of her own ego not surviving the extra inflation wouldn't be allowed to stand. According to Ozzy he had enough ego for both of them... he had enough of everything for both of them if she was being honest. But she was to take this queen title and he wasn't having any lip about it, apparently from her or anyone else. "Blimey, I shouldn't find things you say so shocking... I really can't argue though," she shifted just a little this time it was just her own slight discomfort, well... that wasn't it. She was more than a bit hot at this man. Defending her honor, great personality... all about her, and even with a huge cock. This man was easily becoming her favorite person of all time, she definitely saw the potential of their developments. Hell, she was excited to pursue them, and strangely interested in losing this crowd as well.

[Bloodedge]

He may have been a bit cheeky, yes. His confidence around this woman had been rapidly growing all day, and this was the result. From what he could tell, it was even a positive one. Better yet than the rest of her reactions, Nikki decided to present a bit of a tease. He was decent enough at keeping his composure to avoid showing much of a sign as she rubbed against him, but his groin was quick to react beneath her leg. "I don't think that's going to take much doing," he said as a once-casual touch on Nikki's lower back became more of a grip around her side.

She found the things he said shocking, but he was shocked by what she decided to do at every turn. That little maneuver of hers had to be on purpose; he couldn't be convinced otherwise. As for the second movement, while it served a similar purpose on his end physically, was somewhat different. "Getting uncomfortable already? I should apologize for the lumpy chair," he said in partial seriousness, but mostly in jest. Ozzy had a bit of shifting to do as well, but mostly for the purpose of signing an autograph here and there. There was certainly no discomfort of any sort on his end, bar that itching sensation just behind the skull... or under the belt─ he couldn't be sure which it was. Either way, he was content to continue with the panel just as things were, despite having nothing resembling said panel on his mind.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy had started out this day a bit of a mess around Nikki. And she'd realized it. She'd truly taken him for the strange kind of super-fan that most would have avoided. But as time progressed in this day and he became more comfortable around her, he became even more charming than his initial introduction would have let on. What was more, she found herself easily reciprocating his attention. She was definitely flirting a bit more intensely than she would have with anyone else at such a junction. Hell, she'd call herself smitten if this lad wasn't the person she was sitting on right now. That little shifting of her hips had his manhood reacting beneath her thigh. Oh, she was really being a bit too forward... she should be taking it a bit easy. But it he'd said there was no such thing as too keen when it came to her, how true was that? She was left to wonder. "Pretty sure I got the message directly~" she bantered once more. A firmer grip was applied to her side but she was far from disliking the attention.

To the crowds at large they were just playing parts. Working in front of them, shifting a bit here and here for comfort and to sign autographs, but for Nikki alone this whole situation was becoming torture. Ah, and now he was shifting a bit too, that wasn't helpful at all. There was something of a teasing little itch at the back of her head. "Actually, it's nothing like that. Like I said best seat in the house..." she mused happily. "It's just been a while since something besides work was interesting. Looking forward to the free time, you know?" she explained her current antsy behavior. She truly was comfortable around him, and looked forward to interacting with him more in the near future.

[Bloodedge]

Nikki claimed she got the message directly. Oh... so that's what she meant. Yes, he did suppose his proclamation was beyond obvious before he'd even spoken. She had no complaints she was voicing, so that obviously couldn't be taken as a bad thing at all. "Might as well say it anyway, right? Probably not the first message I'll give you more than once," he said, leaving the specific meaning of the statement up to Nikki's interpretation. As for the 'comfort' of her current seat, 'lumpy' though it may have been, she reiterated it being the best seat in the house. Moreover, she voiced an interest─ particularly in the free time following the event of this day. Ozzy quirked a brow, passing along an autograph before offering his rebuttal. "Careful, luv. Guy might get the wrong impression, hearing talk like that," he said. There were so many ways to take such a clause, and he was interested in every possible meaning. Still, the meaning itself remained in question. "Don't want to rile up a stalker while he's already obviously excited. Just a spot of wisdom, ya' know?"

[Apollymi]

Ozzy's most recent set of sentences made Nikki cut her eyes in his direction. How was she meant to interpret such a statements? Well, she'd said it meaning it a certain way... if he was going to deliver that same message multiple times... how would it be delivered? "That can be taken a ton of ways, can't it?" she asked of the man in mostly playful jest. They were talking, flirting, signing autographs... etcetera. She saw the look on his face at her most recent statement, his brow rose. A chuckle escaped her, his next words were strange to hit her ears. After handing off an autograph, he claimed that she should be careful of making the wrong impression. She could almost find that laughable. She'd already gone on a date with this man, stalked him beyond what was normal or necessary on social media, and he was outright and confessedly smitten with her. They'd already discussed further dates and potential hangouts, with this in mind there was hardly a bad way for anything she'd said to be interpreted. "Is that right? Well, I'll keep it under advisement but... my stalker once told me that there was no such thing as too keen from me," she said with a cheeky smirk. Truly this whole day couldn't pass quickly enough. "The advice is a bit contradictory..." she finished up. Yep, there was quite a bit of interest on Nikki's part, and she was just making that a known thing. In her experience men didn't always understand subtle hints, so she was aiming for a bit more direct flirting. Though it was admittedly less direct due to their current venue. Whatever the case, she would roll with it until such a time as she could be a bit more direct than the norm.

[Bloodedge]

"Sure can," he said without a moment of hesitation. A pause occurred, during which he smiled for another photo request, and then he was back to complete the clause. "So can a lot of things, really. Take that as you like~" he concluded. The more they discussed, the more interesting and strange, and evermore exciting. Ozzy's physical response to it all just wouldn't go away, and he didn't mind at all that this was the case. Actually, he was rather shocked he'd managed to avoid such a thing earlier in the day. She was going on about the contradictory nature of his 'advice' when compared to something he'd told her earlier this day; he couldn't say she was wrong. "Well if your stalker said that, I've no room to argue, do I? Sounds like you know what you're signing yourself up for. Long as you do, I wouldn't dare argue against it." Of course, it all made sense this way. He couldn't argue, nor did he consider it a good idea to when things seemed to be working in his favor. When this panel ended, it seemed things would be taking an interesting turn indeed.

[Apollymi]

Ah he was admitting things, still there was a pause to take a picture. His clause was completed after the photo was taken and she was advised to take his repeated message as she liked. Another gaze cut in this man's direction, still the smile on Nikki's face hadn't left yet. She was a happy individual at base, but this was a bit different. "That's..." a pause, she stopped at a photo op gave a smile to a fan, while throwing up the peace sign. Such was always going to be the case, while they kept up such activities. "Brilliant. Bit overindulgent but I'm not going to complain~" the girl with the rabbit ears mentioned. Of course, while sitting in the position she was currently she was acutely aware that the state of his manhood hadn't changed throughout this interaction. At the very least he didn't seem at all off put by the shift in her attitude nor the acceptance of his lightly veiled advances. "You really can't, mate~" she mentioned about him arguing against any point she decided to make. After all, he was already obsessed with her. He'd admitted that his intentions were far beyond the one potential outcome they were currently speaking of. Over the course of getting to know him, she'd decided this was also something she'd like to pursue for her own reasons, all of which were building into something great. Time couldn't move fast enough, how interesting for someone like Nikki to be rightly interested in what came after work that wasn't just a game.

[Bloodedge]

No arguments could be formed, and none would be. The panel these two hosted was a great success over the course of the convention's first day, but the timeframe of such things was always in flux to keep a solid rotation of events going. Eventually, the final autograph would be signed, the final pictures taken, and the final question answered. What happened then? A representative of the convention approached the booth, carrying with him a record of sales. The special, early release of that manga volume featuring Nikki's newly-introduced character were sold for the day─ every one of them. "Brilliant sales boost today, you two! We're not yet at the half for today, but we're all out of books until tomorrow. You're both free to enjoy the con as you like for what's left of the first half, and the rest of the day's yours. Feel free as well to come back at any point to work the booth, even on the days you're not scheduled; we've got room for either of you, or even both if that's alright," the male spoke. Ozzy sighed; he thought his fingers would eventually fall off after all the signings, but worse yet, he never thought this day's 'official' business would end. Finally, some reprieve. "All well and good, bruv; I fancy the idea of popping in... at some point─" he said, knowing damn well there were much better things he could be doing. Ah, but he wasn't lying... just leaving out some vital information.

[Apollymi]

The day carried on, but a few hours later, both of them would be approached by the coordinator for their day. Apparently, they'd sold out of the advanced copies of the manga, they were in. They were advised that they could take the rest of the day to do as they wished and feel free to work their booth or whatever, whenever they felt like it. This was such a great opportunity and Nikki was truly happy about it, but she couldn't help that her mind was elsewhere already. "Yeah, well, I wouldn't mind another go at it or anything. Well, aside from the royal amount of two-sided tape putting on this bikini requires~" she said thoughtfully. But they were free to go and do what they wished and she was... excited. Ah, but it was best not to show that off too much. What would she do instead. She supposed it was now time to extricate herself from his lap... she didn't really want to leave.

"So then, I am going to get changed. I technically have a car waiting to take me over to the Dorchester... I wouldn't want to be rude after making you into a prop all day~ Where are you headed?" she asked of Ozzy in the most off-handed manner. Mostly this was a way to get information without it seeming like she was doing anything more than being friendly. After all, he'd walked here, and had been suffering as a chair all day, it was the least she could do to offer him a ride. Of course, she fully intended just to take him with her, but the coordinator didn't need that information, nor did any stragglers. She was being her normal nice self after all. Whenever she received her answer she'd remove herself fully from his lap and go off to put on regular clothes so they could go on about their day.

[Bloodedge]

Schedules freed, it seemed neither of them had anything they were required to do for the remainder of today. Nikki spoke of changing out of her costume, which was apparently an annoyance to get into with all its double-sided tape and whatnot, and Ozzy thought to do the same. Well, his at least required very little of him aside from a few unnecessarily large accessories. With the removal of those in mind, he thought it necessary to store the outfit in his hotel room. Speaking of hotel rooms, the specific location mentioned by Nikki happened to be where his was as well. "They put me up in the same spot. Dorchester, floor uh... seven?" he said, trying to trigger his own memory. He didn't realize the organizers of this event had rented out an entire floor for its hosts who didn't wish to commute, but even if he did know, this would only be considered a stroke of luck. "What? Willing to give a ride to an overexcited stalker all of a sudden?" he asked jokingly, continuing without much hesitation at all. "Danger, danger. Anything could happen, you know?" he concluded, this time with a very purposeful throb of his member. Oh, he was getting cheekier by the moment now.

[Apollymi]

Nikki couldn't help but let a cheeky smirk cross her own face. Ozzy was more than enough fun for her mind and definitely something for her body. According to the man she was still using as a chair, they were at least staying in the same hotel. Surprisingly given his words even on the same floor. "Me too, should be good then. I get changed and I give you a lift as an exchange for being such a nice chair~" she mused still teasing. Ah, he was still on his stalker routine, an amused light appeared in this lass eye. What was more after mentioning that he claimed that anything could happen with another purposeful throb of his manhood beneath her. "Well, yes. I suppose those are the risks you take, being nice~" She had more to say but she had to take pause for that lad and his manhood. "But blimey, I doubt I'll regret it," she said thinking about it logically, well, lustfully. That's how she was thinking about it right just now. Not that she'd be admitting that right just now.

No. Right at the moment she was extricating herself from his lap and giving him a playful wink. "Meet you out front in a few minutes?" she asked sweetly walking off to get changed and wondering exactly what she'd gotten herself into. She hadn't been so excited to be alone with a man in quite a while, and that was saying something considering she was about a year or so out from her last serious relationship. Oh... boy, Ozzy was becoming a point of obsession already. That was the kind of thing that made women crazy wasn't it? Whatever the case, she'd strip herself of her costume behind closed doors and switch back to her little back dress, heels and shirt. She would be just as well put together as she had been when she'd gotten dressed this morning, but with a slightly giddier outlook than she had before.

[Bloodedge]

"Right. Change and a lift. Sounds good to me, luv," Ozzy agreed. Whatever risks Nikki was signing herself up for, she proclaimed they were to be expected... and furthermore claimed they would unlikely be regrettable. "That so?" he asked with a wide grin, seeming fairly rhetorical in his query. Nikki finally left his lap, for the first time in what had to be several hours of sitting around. They would meet at the front of the building in a matter of minutes according to her plan, to which Ozzy agreed after taking special note of that little wink. "Can do. Just... gimme an extra minute, yeah? Think I'll sit here and get my walking legs back, you know?" he replied. Of course, he had to let that intense erection of his fade away before getting up, lest he negate the purpose of sitting for so long in the first place. Once it was gone though, he'd be off and ditching his costume for casual wear as well. That tinge of excitement from earlier was back in full force as Ozzy stepped out front to either await, or find Nikki at the entrance.

[Apollymi]

He needed a few extra minutes, but still agreed to their little meet up after changing clothes? Fine. She figured there'd be a bit of a wait involved anyways, considering the state of his manhood for the last few hours. Besides all of that there was all the two-sided tape she had to get rid of from her own body. "Sure thing, mate~" she stated after leaving giving a casual wave over her shoulder. Ah, and within about 10 minutes she was standing out in front of the convention, waiting on her car to come around, and well, her secondary passenger. She'd been gifted the use of a limo and a driver for the duration of her stay, as such she was making use of it. This one was particularly nice inside, came with a partition and quite space and noise cancelling. She when she'd first been told this, she couldn't figure out why this was told to her aside from her ability to tend to her business without risk of eavesdropping. At the moment though she was giddy at the idea that such quality of life features could come in handy. In one hand casually over her shoulder was the garment bag which held her bikini and in the other was her phone. She seemed quite used to walking around this way and soon enough Ozzy was joining her at the same time the car was pulling around. She grinned. "Right on time," she mentioned. The car came to a stop and the driver got out, taking her things from her while opening the back door, for the pair to enter. "Good Afternoon, ma'am. Partition is already up ma'am and everything has been restocked. Where are we headed?" he asked so polite, she didn't really get to have such things often but she did enjoy being free to ride around without having to worry about anything. "Back to the Dorchester...Thank you~" she said happily she'd be slipping in and assuming Ozzy joined her, the door would be shut behind them by the driver.

[Bloodedge]

Upon stepping outside with a carryon in tow, Ozzy was met by the woman he would be riding with. Right on time, she said, and it was quickly very clear why. Approaching the curb ahead of them was, surprisingly, a stretch limousine. "Bloody hell, talk about blowing the budget for con," he said in a state of shock. Still content to tag along for the ride, Ozzy handed off his luggage as well. He'd soon enough followed Nikki into the vehicle, only to be astounded by the visuals yet again. Well, it wasn't simply the visuals of the limousine, though it was seeming incredible as well. The driver had spoken prior to their entry, speaking of a raised partition and a restock of... something. Such luxurious trips were foreign to Ozzy, so he had little choice but to wonder what was even being discussed as he took a seat upon... a couch? In a car? There was so much to be astounded by. "Partition, restock, fat lot of I have no idea whatsoever. Adding one more thing to my list of irresponsible purchases of the future, I think."

[Apollymi]

"This one was a gift, part of the coordinator's deal... " she said. She wasn't quite used to this sort of thing either, but she could definitely see the appeal of traveling like this. Of course, after entering the vehicle she slid across the seat and Ozzy joined her. She didn't sit too far away but let him take in the sights nonetheless. The door closed behind him and she heard his assessment of this vehicle along with the man admitting that there was about to be a thing added to his irresponsible purchases list. "Oh? Really? Well, at least you acknowledge that it's irresponsible," she said with a little smirk. She couldn't help it. Oh... there it was again. She was in a closed in space with him now. She wasn't sitting too far away. Actually, he was in arms reach... rather suddenly she became a bit anxious. Oh, no... she shouldn't rush right? They were on their way back to their hotel. Easy does it, right? Still, it should be a crime for a man to look this nice. He also smelled really good. She'd been keeping that one in the back of her head for several hours. He really had been a comfortable chair too, jeez, she was already becoming spoiled by the idea of him. How did she end up like this?

[Bloodedge]

"Really?! Go figure; the guy who roped me in had fuck all to sweeten the deal. I should get new guys," Ozzy griped. He'd walked all the way from the Dorchester to the convention, and here Nikki was, having an entire limo to herself. Though, on the other hand, his glance around the back of this vehicle made Ozzy realize... he now had Nikki to himself here and now. View of the driver was blocked off, and that presumably worked both ways. He could see an intercom in place, and assumed it was for the purpose of contacting the driver if necessary. So then, there would be no sudden interruptions if anything were to occur? That was Ozzy's thought, though probably not one he should've been having. Whatever the case, interest in the limo itself soon lost its luster in a single moment─ a moment in which he looked toward Nikki once more, realizing the lack of distance between them. "I'm not exactly known for smart spending. I buy what I like, long as the bills are paid," he said. Though he was easily capable of keeping up a conversation in such casual manner, his mind had hardly wandered very far from its recent resting place. He'd already started devouring this woman with his eyes, and there wasn't a single sign of him choosing to do anything else. "Ever just want to do something on pure impulse like that?"

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy he'd gotten nothing else to sweeten the deal of his appearance at this particular convention. This led the man to claiming that he needed to get some new people. Given he hadn't gotten anything better out of the deal Nikki was forced to agree with his clause. "Yeah, mate. Get some new people and get some free stuff out of your public appearances~" she mused. Of course, there was the hotel accommodations so it wasn't like it was a total wash. Aside from that, a stroke of luck had them both attending this particular event. Whether that was good or bad luck was mostly dependent upon the perspective of the individual, right about now, as they continued chatting easy. It was great luck... but as her own mind began to wander away from just talking Nikki began to think maybe her luck was bad. "Not a bad way to go about it, seems like it would make for happy living, and there's nothing wrong with that..." she responded honestly. Of course, all the while her gaze had shifted. Ah, she was doing something strange. Watching his lips move as he spoke.

Nikki found herself incapable of finding a single flaw in Ozzy's face. Everything about it, was absolutely perfect to her. Were his lips soft? She assumed so, they looked soft. Those eyes of his were also something to take in... it really should be illegal for a man who played video games to look this good. Actually, he was still talking. Did she ever get the urge to act on impulse like that? She licked her own lips, rather suddenly parched, this man was a walking thirst trap. Great smelling, good looking, gorgeous eyed, charming thirst trap.... with a great cock. Those purple eyes of hers shifted just a bit, up from his mouth making eye contact which she didn't seem to want to break after doing it. "I can't say I'm really that impulsive normally, but... I've recently started to feel something like that... like a little itch at the back of my head. Telling me to do something, you know, instead of the one that talks you out of it?" That is what she figured this lacking impulse was like and it was something she'd been fighting with herself about all day, but the day was long and she'd already started talking herself into the exact opposite approach of what she'd started with... her face was coming closer and closer, to Ozzy's, as she aimed to capture his lips with her own. She was told she couldn't be too keen. So why shouldn't she? Why shouldn't she snog the hot guy in the back of the limo?

[Bloodedge]

All things considered, Ozzy had no reason whatsoever to complain about commodities. He would have walked all the way from Blackpool to London for this convention, all because he knew Nikki was going to be on the panel when he arrived. Ah, if only he could have been present during her casting. He'd have to complain to those damn Aeons later about not calling him to Japan when she was brought in. Oh well; there was no room for any of that nonsense now. Impulses were being discussed, being thought about, and they would soon enough be acted upon. Ozzy's question had been a bit leading. He was on topic, sure, but he was actually suffering from numerous impulses of his own all along. Yes, he knew that itch all too well. From the look on Nikki's face as they spoke, it was the exact same one, actually. The sight of her tongue running across her lips was more of a trap than anything he could have ever imagined. "... Yeah, same here. More than normal, at least," he said slowly as the voice in his own head was doing anything but talking him out of something.

Ah yes, that voice spoke through both of them. It was not Nikki alone who drew closer, but Ozzy as well. Why not, right? He'd been given every sign of acceptance thus far, and as he moved, he saw her encroaching upon him as well. Soon, the magical moment was upon them. Lips were mashed against each other whilst Ozzy reached out, his hand finding its place on the back of Nikki's neck. There would be no retreat allowed for quite some time now, even as there was a sharp intake of air by Ozzy, preceding the hastening of his approach. He may have given some implications before, but even he didn't realize what he'd gotten himself into. Being in Nikki's presence all day had been like sampling a small appetizer at dinner, only after missing every other meal of the day. He'd been sitting on that appetizer for a few hours now, so surely the appearance of his entrée could only be met with action befitting a state of starvation.

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy, he didn't have much impulse control either and he was feeling the temptation to fall to the call more so than normal. This ended up being evidenced by his movements towards the purple haired lass, which were happening as she did the same. How strange it must be for both of them. Nikki had spent the whole of her day trying not to fall to impulse. In fact, her brain had been for a very long time trying to talk her out of overinvestment, waiting for the other shoe to fall on Ozzy's personality. There had to be something right? But, that part of her brain, the logical part, had long since been lulled into silence. Now the other side of her brain was functioning and she had all but given into a strange impulse she had to lay claim to this man completely, standards of behavior be damned.

Their lips met and mashed together and Ozzy's hand found its way to the back of her neck with urgency. She was locked into being this distance from him and... she liked it. That was an understatement. A sharp intake of breath by Ozzy made her take one as well, more shallow as her lips continued to meet his. She was trying to avoid being too forward but there were already kissing, what more could it hurt? Her approach was seemingly ravenous. As if after thinking about it for the entirety of the day, she suddenly needed to know what is mouth tasted like. At least she'd confirmed the softness of his lips. Nikki's fingers trailed up his neck behind his collar finding their tips buried within his brown locks. Was this desire? She needed to consume him in this way, and felt at her core a tenuous throbbing which was the start of her arousal. Well, this wasn't good. That being said as the car drove along she felt no inclination to stop, that tongue she'd used to wet her lips wanted to taste more, she opened her mouth... in a manner most inviting, as they kissed, almost teasing him with the idea of entry... ah but would he take it? That was the question.

[Bloodedge]

A feast, a feast. The starving mutt Oliver had a lump of meat placed before him, and he hadn't an inkling of doing anything other than eating it until he popped. Earlier in their meeting, he'd been teased with the idea of Nikki's lips. The thought was left to fester in his mind, until this very moment in which he could attack. Arousal was not something which plagued only one of these two. No, Ozzy had barely managed to recover from his own several minutes prior. Now... it was back in full force, being loosed through his mouth to the best of its ability to do so. There was an opening beyond the norm to Nikki's mouth after some time─ an invitation, as it were. Would he take it? Absolutely! He'd take any invitation from Nikki, and this would be rather close to the bottom of any would-be 'exceptions' list. Ozzy's tongue passed his own lips to taste the lips of Nikki directly. Invitation accepted and all, he wasn't going to do anything but savor the moment. Yes, he needed everything─ every little sample along the way. Ah, but it only took moments for his tongue to move into her mouth to taste of her oral muscle. With little to no restraint remaining in his person, his growing anticipation became obvious as breath escaped his mouth, and the hand behind Nikki's neck shifted its grip repeatedly as if he were grasping for dear life. The lad's body was adjusting itself as well; little shifts here and there resulted in Ozzy facing Nikki more directly with his entire being. Eventually, the only thing between Nikki and himself aside from air and clothes, was the singular leg he'd lifted onto the seat cushion to allow this amount of rotation.

[Apollymi]

Well, it seemed to be the case that Ozzy wasn't turning down any offering made by Nikki. That teasing opening of her mouth was met by tongue which moved over her lips before making its way into the confines of her own maw. How strange, this man was... well, he was devouring her. It was like he'd never before wanted anything else. There was a certain appeal in this starved approach, a thing about it which she found undeniably attractive. She was feeling appreciated by the act of savoring. This man really did boost her ego quite a bit, she couldn't say she ever felt more desirable than she did to have this man kissing her with such depth at this moment. Her own mouth never really stopped moving and when he began to shift, she moved with him. She couldn't find it in her own person to resist. Maybe, if that other part of her brain had been working, she might have remembered that they were in a moving vehicle and as such they were prone to interruption at any moment. Even so, she simply couldn't wait, how strange... she'd never been particularly impatient.

As her tongue swirled against his within her mouth the gentlest moan escaped her lips along with the air from her lungs. How was she supposed to stop when this felt so good? Well, she wasn't really considering that part. Ozzy's grasp kept changing and she didn't care, all that was between them now was his leg and their clothing and the air, but she cared very little about that too? How far would this go? Well, she would see. Even so, she'd continue, she'd pull him closer her hand at his hair tugging gently on his roots. Her tongue wandering its way towards his mouth instead. She'd taste his mouth, and ever so gently suck on his bottom lip, before re-entering the space. Goodness he tasted nice, she could do this forever, right?

[Bloodedge]

Interruption? Nonsense. Ozzy hadn't given a moment of consideration to the fact that they were under time constraints of any sort; he'd even almost forgotten they were in a vehicle. It would have been so easy to wait until they reached the hotel and either of their rooms within if this was the plan, but no, it really wouldn't have been easy at all. His voracious approach was being reciprocated as Nikki feasted upon his mouth as well, even slipping in a bit of teasing suction upon his bottom lip. He'd go mad at this rate, and that would be perfectly fine with him. The tugging of his hair further fueled the fire in his core; Ozzy's physical response was one which removed him from the extended chair at the limo's rear. He shifted about until he hovered over Nikki where she sat, even pushing forward as if to force her retreat. What was his goal? Well, he would see them in a position of a more horizontal nature whilst he took hold of Nikki's thigh. He'd rub it, he'd relish in the feeling of that supple flesh, and then, he'd wind up grasping it as if it would escape him otherwise. In the meantime, the assault on her mouth continued while his free arm rested against the cushion behind her head. The temperature within the limousine was rapidly rising, Ozzy thought. Perhaps the fault lay with all the heated breaths being let out, but... oh well. A bit of heat never hurt anyone.

[Apollymi]

No consideration at all. They were going it at, like a couple of horny teenagers... but that wasn't really a problem at all. Their shared kisses and movements had the temperature rising in the back of this limo and neither of them seemed to mind. Soon enough Ozzy was moving once more, this time shifting in such a way as to leave them closer towards horizontal. Oh, but he wasn't satisfied simply by the movement, a hand was now upon her thigh which he rubbed causing a small sound to escape her mouth. She'd be lying right now if she claimed that her panties were dry. Actually, all of this was way too hot, and she couldn't help but feel the gentle pulses of her loins urging her to continue on in this mad way. She had to be crazed to do something like this right just now. The hotel wasn't even that far away, and she'd all but lost track of time since the moment their lips had met. She couldn't stop though... she wasn't done yet.

Ozzy now had them horizontal with a grip on her leg that enticed her quite a bit she found herself ever so gently shifting her hips aiming to meet him. Her arms held on for dear life as he came even closer to her person. Oh she could hardly stop now, finger tips explored flesh she found herself exploring the flesh across the back of his neck while her tongue slipped over his lips. Each movement had purpose everything seemed to be progressing at a great pace. Nothing could stop them now, and she didn't wish to stop. Strange though it was, she was completely abandoning everything about this situation was something she was finding herself seeking. What would come next? Could she feel more engrossed than this? She had to know...

[Bloodedge]

To call them 'horny teenagers' didn't seem very far from accurate. In fact, the teen Oliver who'd first been introduced to the idea of Nikki had all but risen to the surface of his being. Over a year of pining was becoming something previously viewed as an impossibility. He could taste her, feel her flesh against his own, and that nigh-painful throb of his groin had a legitimate chance to become something more. Where were they going again? It didn't matter; Ozzy only knew of one place he wished to end up, and it could only be described as... inside. As blended saliva passed from one mouth into another in both directions, his mind was screaming, telling him to take a mile from an inch. Could he do it? He'd certainly try.

And try, he did. The movements of Nikki's body were in-line with his advancement, so every existing sign told Ozzy things were fine. His tongue was all over the place, eventually abandoning Nikki's mouth and sliding along her cheek. It didn't stop at all, progressing to her neck and exposed collarbone. There was a series of kisses applied along the way, only long enough for Ozzy's tongue to rest before it emerged again to return its efforts. His leg was mobile during this time as well, finding its place between hers as the thigh he grabbed was held at his side.

[Apollymi]

Nikki wasn't too far out of her teens. She remembered snogging in dark corners and late night trips to dorms. Even so, never had an experience that felt like this one. Maybe those simply hadn't aged well, or maybe... the quality of the encounter was souring her memories? Whichever was the case, she was far beyond trying to reason with herself. No gone was logic and here were two bodies pressed together. He wanted to be inside? Nikki wished to grant him access, as against her general guidelines as such a thing was in such random instances, everything in the back of her mind told her to make this man the one and only exception. Ozzy abandoned Nikki's mouth but in doing so, he found himself kissing downward coming to her neck and beginning his journey of tasting there. Oh, to have something warm and wet against her neck, a gentle moan left her mouth again this time audibly. "Mmmh~ Ozzy~" she said his name, as her legs gripped the man between them. Did she have something to say while his mouth moved around her neck like that? Well... maybe but the thought itself was lost as the car came to a stop.

The intercom went off and the voice of the driver could be heard. "We've arrived at the Dorchester. I'll be around with your luggage and to open your door momentarily." Oh no. They were in a car. They were making out in the backseat of a car! Nikki would have had the grace to be properly embarrassed but she kind of didn't feel like stopping even now. Ah but they both had public images to maintain, they needed to not be clinging all over each other like this by the time that door opened. Ah, to be on the verge of being caught doing something naughty. That was an excitement she hadn't known in quite a while.

[Bloodedge]

As fate would have it, every advancement made was met with equal energy. He assaulted her flesh as if consuming a source of addiction, and in response, he was locked in place by her legs. Ozzy felt the shift in movement of the limousine, but... he felt too many things to take notice of it. The moment he heard the moaning of his own name from that specific mouth was tantamount to a new switch being flipped as it were, but then... there was another noise. He wasn't allowed to simply ignore the fact that their vehicle no longer moved. Words from the driver confirmed that they weren't simply stopped at a traffic light or anything of the sort. This moment would have to end. That would be fine, right? Yes... but no. They could move on within a very short amount of time after leaving the vehicle, but that wasn't enough! Ozzy's grip only intensified as if he were aiming for as much as he could possibly get before this moment reached its end. His mouth took the briefest break from Nikki's skin though, all for the sake of speaking. Well... perhaps 'break' wasn't the right term, considering he was either pecking or licking just between her neck and shoulder, every other word he spoke. "Fuck sake. Should've gone the scenic route."

[Apollymi]

Every movement was indeed met by advancement. At this point, Nikki was barely holding on to her sanity, which was rather obvious by the fact that she was snogging in a car like a teenager. Ah, and it hadn't stopped. Though the car had come to a halt, though an announcement had been made, there were still several more licks along Nikki's neck. Another small sound would escape her as he griped about their luck. According to him, they should have taken the scenic route, that was almost laughable. The hotel wasn't even that far away from the venue of the convention. "Blimey," she said not even being able to formulate an argument. She still hadn't wrested herself from his grips she enjoyed being here. And the were at the hotel at least, so that was worthwhile, right? "Intermission?" she phrased it like a question, but leaned up to peck his lips.

Strangely the driver would have both sets of luggage in one hand while coming around to the door to open it with the other. Right under the carpark of the hotel they were stopped dangerously close to the elevators. He wouldn't directly look in, but by the time the door opened, Nikki would have finally released her legs grip on Ozzy and be sitting upright. Though her face was still flush and she was licking her lips.

[Bloodedge]

"Bloody hell," was the last thing Ozzy had to say about the hiatus they had no choice but to take. It was always going to be just a matter of time, but he dreaded the moment nonetheless. Either way, with that final gripe, he supposed it was necessary to be rid of his erection... or at least partially rid of it before entering the hotel. The door opened eventually, and Ozzy had also mostly gotten himself together, despite a bit of heavy breathing. He emerged from the back first, a bit hunched over as he turned to offer Nikki a hand out of the limo. Perhaps it was worthwhile to put on a bit of a show, now that they were in the direct presence of another. "Thanks for the ride, luv. I'm picking up next time, yeah?" he said, throwing in something of a lowkey flirt with a cheeky wink offered out of their driver's field of vision. Oh, whatever room they were en route to was not going to be seen before his assault began anew. There was an elevator nearby, and if no others were found within, there would be a rise in temperature instead.

[Apollymi]

Yes, this was quite the annoyance. Why it was an annoyance wasn't really clear to Nikki. She was way more invested in Ozzy in the physically sense than she normally let herself be. She couldn't really deny this, she was lusting after this man, but she'd come to like him a bit after searching his social media so the depth of her liking him wasn't simply him being good looking or anything like that. By the time the door opened Ozzy slipped out and offered her a hand. A bit of commentary which was more than enough for a show but also held the promise of something entirely different. A small smile crossed this lass' face as she reached out for that had. She really couldn't see herself ever not taking Ozzy's hand. Oh, this was pretty bad. Lusting after a guy you just met was pretty normal according to brain logic, thinking of a future with him was a bit outlandish but here she was. "No need to thank me mate, but I'll have the next one on you~" she chirped. Such innocuous conversation but it was so very cheeky. The driver handed off the bags and along they'd go.

When the elevator reached them it was indeed empty. And as such they'd step onto it. Nikki reaching over to press floor 7 while still holding Ozzy's hand. Oh, was this good? They'd be alone again... and there it was again. That itch in the back of her mind. Oh, this current lack of impulse control was rather shocking but enjoyable.

[Bloodedge]

Outlandish was just the start of it all. Ozzy had spent many days in recent years daydreaming, even dreaming in his sleep, of a future in which he managed to meet and woo the one called Blue Lotus. Now was the time to seek those dreams and forge a reality from the mold, but first... to do something about that burning desire at the forefront of his mind. Hand-in-hand, they reached the elevator. Nikki selected the floor, and the doors slowly closed with only them inside.

... Why not, he thought.

A six floor climb was long enough, right? He could scratch that annoying itch with ease, as if to keep the appetizer coming until the main course was accessible. It may have been a bit forward, but Ozzy tugged the woman by her hand to pin her against the elevator wall with his own body. He'd begin the onslaught against her mouth again. He was dehydrating, and the moisture settled upon her lips was the only water he could reach. Surely this was an acceptable approach, no? Even if it wasn't, he couldn't stop himself. The only thing that likely could bring halt to his actions now, was a clear disinterest on Nikki's behalf... and that was nowhere in sight at present, so forward he would go.

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Nikki wasn't alone when having that itch in the back of her mind. Of course, it could be said in the case of Ozzy by his general demeanor that this was a bit less of an itch for him, but that wasn't really worth the extra thought. Instead, Nikki waited seemingly patiently still holding this man's hand even as the doors of the elevators closed. What would happen as soon as they were alone again? Well, she was tugged by her hand, pinned against the elevator wall with Ozzy upon her lips again. Ah, she should have been parched but she was currently being provided the mouth of Ozzy's against her own. Ah, she'd welcome it. It didn't matter that there was a limited time until they would actually be alone together. She still wanted this right now, and there was nothing wrong with that... right?

She'd let half of her brain talk her into having a very good time irrespective of potential consequence. She couldn't stop herself and she wouldn't stop him either. Indulgence wasn't a crime or anything. So her lips met his with an intensity to match his thirst. They'd together do something about those sensations in the back of their minds. Here and now as the elevator climbed floors, heated little breaths escaped her and she nibbled upon his lips as they kissed. Hm this was far too intense but it was far too worth doing. Her free hand would soon be found around this lad she was fine with being held this way and being so close there was only so much time before they'd be at their destination.

[Bloodedge]

The elevator would climb floor by floor, and it was far from the only thing rising more quickly than it needed to. Ozzy's room was at the other end of the hall; he would therefore hope Nikki's was a bit closer to the elevator. Whatever the case, the here and now was his only concern at the moment. Every time he tasted of Nikki, that was all it managed to be: a taste. Never could he be completely satisfied with an endless sample. Why did he ever believe it would be alright to have anything but... well, everything? Ozzy found a strange amount of satisfaction in having her accept being trapped betwixt himself and a wall. They'd only just met today, but for her to reciprocate his actions from such a position implied a certain trust. That faith would go far for both of them in the long run, and even farther for the time being. As he put forth every effort to seemingly consume the lass' mouth with his own, his hand rose until it rested at the side of her neck. Large enough for a bit of extra reach, its fingers spanned the space from her neck to her jawline, leaving his thumb pressed against her cheek. There was a bit of pressure, somehow gentle even while clearly influenced by the general aggression he was showing in his approach. His breaths were labored, hastened along with the beat of his heart. Yes, he was quite sure the temperature of this elevator wouldn't be quite the same when they left it, even after such a short time spent within.

[Apollymi]

Luck would have it that Nikki's room was closer to the elevator, though not by much. This was due mostly to the coordinators work. The entire floor had been rented out for those who were to be part of the convention who were 'specialty' in some way. Given that all of the rooms on this floor were rented by a single entity. At check-in, Nikoleta was coincidentally given the suite next to Ozzy's but that wasn't really important. No... no greater importance could be found than the actions of the man in front of her. He was all but devouring her as she tried to do the same to him. His desire was palpable and aggressive but also somehow, gentle. It was strange, she should have been very fearful of a hand that large so close to her neck while the one who held it, had such tension in their bodies. But the gentle thumb upon her face, those fingers grazing her flesh... the heat of his breath across her face. Jeez, how was a girl supposed to maintain anything like sanity in the face of this kind of attention?

Ding.

They arrived on the floor and the sounds of the doors of the elevator opening were the ones which thundered over even the sound of blood rushing in Nikki's head. Her knees felt weak, but her stomach fluttered with excitement. She wanted more... she needed more, and she'd have it. Every standard this girl had, was being blown out of the window by Oliver. As such instead of trying to break from him properly when they separated their faces and bodies to head to a room, she'd lead him to hers, working her keycard from the holder on her phone and aiming to unlock the door pulling the lad inside with her. No, such thing as too keen, right?

[Bloodedge]

And there was the dreaded sound signaling their arrival to the seventh floor. Having a reasonable approximation for how long an elevator trip took, Ozzy managed to be less bothered by this interruption than the earlier pause taken in the limo. Did that make it completely bearable? Not one bit, sadly. Every part of him screamed more, more, yet he dared not infringe upon even a moment of Nikki's career by having her involved in some sort of drama involving public debauchery. As such, he accepted separation, though there was much haste in moving down the hall. Of course, her room was just a door ahead of his.

Fully prepared to open his mouth and speak while checking the hall for onlookers, Ozzy was taken aback by a sudden pull─ into the woman's room, no less. No resistance was shown at all. In fact, once he wrapped his head around what was happening, he began moving of his own accord as well. That door needed shutting; he planned on doing so with Nikki's body once he was properly inside. He would have them just as they were in the elevator, albeit against a freshly-slammed hotel door. None could see at this point, so he didn't care one bit about the sudden noise of it all; the time for patience was officially gone.

[Apollymi]

Nikki had been a bit forward. That strange part of her brain that was making her act impulsively was so fully in charge now, that she doubted even knowing a bad outcome would have changed her behavior at all. Oddly enough, she didn't believe that there was any negatives to be taken from anything happening between them. Most people were still at the convention, so the halls were empty. What was more it seemed Ozzy was shocked by her behavior. She might have considered that this amount of direct was probably a bit over the top, but... Ozzy caught all the way up to the invitation being presented or demanded? Demanded was probably a more appropriate term considering she'd dragged him into her room.

Ah, but he was onboard, he shut the door, with her body. This put them back in the same position they'd been in while in the elevator. Her breathing was heavy, her heart was absolutely pounding. Everything non-essential was dropped from her hands. She truly didn't care, now with at least the hand she wasn't using to hold Ozzy's she reached out, her hand slipping behind his neck. This gorgeous man was standing in front of her, and they were alone. No interruptions... no distractions. There was a certain tension that remained even knowing there was nothing to stop anything. Nikki's eyes traveled up to Ozzy's from their starting point at his chest. As those purple eyes of hers moved she found nothing she didn't like. She hadn't heard him utter a word she didn't like. Ugh even the sound of his voice and the feeling of his breath across her face was something she liked. Oh, she was staring in those golden eyes of his. She didn't have words, instead she'd been leaning forward slowly over the last few seconds, while also pulling him in with that other hand. Oh, she was starting this again wasn't she? That's the point right?

[Bloodedge]

At long last, Ozzy felt he could do any and everything that had been plaguing his mind all this time. Where to start? He hadn't a clue, as evident in the focus of his gaze. The focus, to be specific, was Nikki herself... but he couldn't even settle on a single place to look. He primarily studied her face just as he'd done a thousand, even a million times by now. Not a day had gone by since he hadn't seen and admired that visage, and now it was something he could touch as well. And touch, he did. The palm of his hand reached her cheek this time, just prior to his eyes falling to observe the rest of her from close proximity. To think, all logical reasoning would say he'd soon be able to see more than just the physical specimen; he'd see her in a light limited to a select few among the great masses. The thought alone was enough to produce unbridled euphoria, and now Nikki was clearly moving closer yet, while tugging him in as well. He found her lips once more, though he did not linger. This time, he couldn't settle on a single spot for more than a second or two. Contact came repeatedly and in rapid succession; he repeatedly went from kissing her lips, to her jawline, to her neck and wherever he could reach, really. All the while, he continued to press Nikki against the door. Now was as good a time as any to make good on his promise from earlier. He did say he'd give her a lift next, and that would begin immediately as his hands traveled down the lass' torso until each extremity found a thigh of its own. Oh, the perks of that short little dress she wore─ it wasn't long before he no longer felt the dress itself, but the bare flesh of Nikki's legs. Once he had that sensation at his fingertips, he grabbed, squeezed, and lifted each thigh until they were positioned at either side of his body. The door, Ozzy's body, and his arms as well─ those would be the only thing keeping poor Nikoleta in place against gravity itself, but it wasn't as if the male would be moving back of his own accord any time soon.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy was staring at Nikki. Well, that by itself wasn't so unusual. Actually, it was expected given his own stated fanatic obsession. Still she couldn't quite believe it, or rather she couldn't rationalize it. Whatever the case, there was so little distance between them and so much time for them to do... well this. She couldn't stop the sensation of her own heartbeat, nor could she even pretend to be able to ignore that little voice in the back of her mind. Somewhere, in the corners of her personality, she was glad it was awake, because after pulling Ozzy in, he began to kiss her again. This time more hurriedly with less focus. Pecks to lips, neck and jawline anything that was exposed that he could reach. He truly seemed to be a worshiper of her form and it was most tantalizing. The feeling of his fingers gripping her thighs, was sinful at best and she enjoyed it without end.

Ah, but this was far beyond worship. Making good on his words from previous moments, Ozzy's hands traveled down her body and eventually she'd find herself lifted, sandwiched between the door and the man himself. Her legs easily finding themselves wrapped around his torso. She shouldn't like this, her feet being off the ground should be a frightening loss of control, but it wasn't like Ozzy would let anything happen to her. Oh? Where had that idea come from? Well, if he worshiped her, he wouldn't want her broken right? He'd look after her to a great extent... hm, was that why it was so easy to trust him in a moment like this? Well, that was a question and and half and her brain had no room. Too many sensations. Like that little black dress sliding ever so gently up her hips. Her own hands began moving again, empty and with nothing to stop them her fingers danced along the buttons of his shirt popping them apart while she studied him between kisses. Heavy breathing and that ever present thump of her heart which she swore she could hear, things were already heating up again, and she'd been the one to start it.

[Bloodedge]

There was one thing destined to happen as they were so closely pressed against one another in this strange position, and Ozzy surprisingly hadn't given it any consideration prior to it happening. Color the male surprised when the natural sliding of Nikki's dress resulted in their groins pressing against each other through whatever undergarments she wore, and his own trousers. How surreal; he could feel the heat of her core even while they were fully clothed. For whatever that was worth, it was a thrill and some change. As if his heart weren't already prepared to explode through his ribcage, its beat intensified further yet as Nikki began the process of unbuttoning his shirt. This was concrete evidence. There would be only one end result to this afternoon... or perhaps evening, even night, given the intentions of Ozzy. Without a doubt, both parties here knew the path that would be taken soon enough. Ozzy had a mind to mention such, but he found difficulty pulling himself away long enough to speak. Besides, doing anything more would require him to release the woman in his grasp─ something he didn't think he'd ever be quite ready to do. What would he do then? Well, he'd do as he'd been doing all along; he'd busy his lips, tongue, and occasionally even teeth with every accessible millimeter of exposed flesh above her top.

[Apollymi]

It was interesting to note that Nikki also had no real idea any of this would be happening before they got to this moment. Even so, she wouldn't actually stop what she was doing right now. No, every button would be opened even as she was held against this door. Her hips shifting ever so gently against his after their closeness was confirmed. This would send tiny jolts of extra stimulation directly to her core. Ah, this poor little thong was hardly enough fabric to be counted as underwear. Purple in color with a matching lace bra, she even coordinated her own clothing without much fuss. But she hadn't done this for anyone but herself, the fact that someone else would be seeing them soon was a bit unexpected.

Beyond all of that once his shirt was open, her fingers would trace any expanses of skin found. His busy mouth bringing gentle pauses to her own exploration as teeth, tongue and lips were being utilized by the young man at her fore as he explored her exposed flesh. It was almost maddening, so much rushing, so much friction for this part of the exploration to feel like it was spanning hours. She knew it hadn't been that long but it felt like torture. When did this become exciting for her? When did she become impatient? Probably around the time she sat on his lap. Nah, it was probably before that... when they were out for chips after she got caught looking at his pictures. She really couldn't find fault in him. She left her neck exposed to him as she began to explore his in turn she buried her face there, using her own tongue to lick his nape following the line up to his ear. A gentle gasp would escape her once there, a small and soft noise. If she had something to say... she might have forgotten, she'd said his name earlier but she'd forgotten what he wanted to say amid the interruption. Now with her hips moving and body trapped between this man and the door she could hardly think of anything except him and how he was making her feel.

[Bloodedge]

Progress, progress, progress. They were moving toward something, even rushing toward it, though they were also moving quite slowly at the same time. Indeed, that ravenous behavior was completely spited by the thirst for what was immediately available. Both parties could have been stripped and intertwined mere moments after entering the room, yet here they were. Ozzy and his freshly-opened shirt, Nikki with only a dress that had been lifted by the rise of her legs alone, and things were... perfectly fine. No; perfectly fine may not have been the proper descriptor. There was a constant thirst for more, a demand for the next stage, yet a refusal to abandon anything already started.

The time had come for miss Nikoleta to take a step forward, it seemed. Vengeance came in response to the attentions he paid her, in the form of her tongue making its way along his neck. That tiny gasp emerged in such close proximity to his ear, he could feel it. Perhaps it should have been a cause for embarrassment that goose flesh emerged on Ozzy's heated body in the wake of this, but no, he harbored it with delectation as his teeth sank into her earlobe and a deep exhale forced its way through his nostrils into her ear. Not enough yet─ more contact, and more contact now. One of the male's hands adopted a tighter grasp of Nikki's leg, supporting it more firmly while his other hand slipped farther up her opposite thigh. What he felt soon was the surprisingly bare corpuscle of her behind, and of course, that would be where his grip found itself most sturdy henceforth.

[Apollymi]

Rushing forward, making progress, but sacrificing nothing. Each action they took was a step towards the future, not just of this event but of many to come. Deep within her mind, Nikoleta had already accepted this progress beyond the moment. If she hadn't she probably couldn't have committed herself to her actions. Well, that was almost true. She was still quite smitten with Ozzy, she adored him in ways that defied logic already, which was an amount of investment she didn't expect and the more time he spent in physical contact with her, the stronger this sensation became. All take, no give, and everything while giving up nothing... there was something very strange going on with this pair of individuals.

Ah, she'd licked his neck and exhaled near his ear, causing the lad to have an outward showing of gooseflesh. He liked that did he... which part though? She supposed it could be the combination of things, the composition of this moment was one which could be tantalizing in several ways. She was about to find out how many herself as he claimed more of her flesh for his hands to explore. What parts? Well his mouth closed around her earlobe, teeth touching that piece of flesh as hot breath traveled into that very sensitive place. A moan left her mouth at this, it was so unexpected, but it felt strangely nice. Yet another thing to make her core pulse with desire. But he wasn't quite done. His hands slipped up her dress, further up her legs, taking hold of her semi-exposed rear. The roundness of her bottom suddenly had extra support by way of one of his hands, while the other was making its way up her thigh. Already there was heat between her thighs, but this situation became much more problematic as her nipples tightened in her shirt, and gooseflesh broke out over her skin. She really had no idea what to do while he was touching her like this. Even so, she couldn't stop her own actions. That lick up his neck ended with a flick of her tongue against his earlobe. She moved her self once more leaving kisses across his shoulder while her hips shifted of their own accord. She wanted more, and he seemed to take everything she gave... how was she to do anything but keep making offers? They could have been naked and indulging fully in each other already, but she currently didn't want to miss a single step. Urgent but not rushing, she wanted more of him, she wanted to know what it was he imagined when he spent all day looking at her.

[Bloodedge]

What did he imagine when he spent all day looking at her? Ozzy himself couldn't have pinpointed a single thing if he tried, considering how many scenarios filled his mind day by day. Now that things were physical, that fact was only more relevant. Nikki's attentions were just as madness-inducing as he'd imagined; even a simple application of her tongue to his earlobe was enough to leave his loins throbbing like never before. Worse yet was the fact that his member was pressed firmly against the woman's undercarriage, and her hips were moving in a way that further enticed him. Ozzy was facing quite the issue; his breeches were far too tight for comfort at the moment. This whole ordeal was so exciting, it was frustrating... and there was only one way to take out such frustration─ he'd have to use Nikki as the outlet. Back to her neck his lips went while his other hand rose to her buttocks just like its predecessor. An extra little hike of her legs along the way left the suggestion of Nikki taking stability unto herself, using him if necessary. That dress had to be done away with just a bit more, even if Ozzy had to lift it from just her lower body while she was elevated. At this rate, one would wonder if full nudity would even be an option prior to indulgence. Maybe it would, but the likelihood was seeming rather dodgy.

[Apollymi]

Why weren't they naked? Well, the easy answer was, because... they were busy. Busy indulging enough already that pausing even for a moment to completely remove their clothes wasn't really an option. Okay. That was fine, technically. Ozzy's hands were shifting, his face was once again buried in her neck and Leaving Nikki hovering between him and the door. The grasp of her legs would tighten just a bit, she had no idea what it was exactly he was going for, but she'd help him along anyway she could. Oh, her dress was being hiked up just a little bit more. He wasn't going to rid her of it completely though, no. He was simply taking the gentle progress presented step by step, push by push... inch by inch even. Oh god, where was her mind at right now? She bit her bottom lip, stifling the tiniest of moans. The throbbing stiffness presented by his manhood hadn't gone unnoticed, even though clothes she was fully aware of what he had going for himself and wished to do something about it. Ah, but this show wasn't necessarily hers, it was theirs, so how would it go? She could only wonder even as she made offers and presented herself. Even as she placed a hand against his shoulder to hold herself in place along with her legs while he hiked up her dress a little more. She still had no real idea of where he was going with his exploration. Nor where she was going with hers. She thought to help him with his potential problem... but he was a bit out of direct reach. She'd have to wait a moment or two before she could.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Nikki was waiting for, it seemed she would have all the time she could have wanted. Ozzy wasn't going to be making much progress any time soon, even though he wouldn't be regressing either. He'd continue having a proper feel of the skin normally concealed by her dress or whatever other article she wore at any point, and he'd continue tasting the skin that teased the outside world just a tad. Squeezing away as if he could do nothing else with his hands, he sank lower and lower from his original position at Nikki's neck. Previously, his lips had found her collarbone. Now, he continued pursing his lips against her flesh as they traveled even lower. He kissed her chest, multiple times, and eventually worked his way back up until he found her lips again. Amidst all the heaving, kissing, tonguing and molesting, he found it in himself to speak at last.

"No chance you'll back out on me, is there? I might never leave you be at this rate," he said through the heaves, knowing his addiction to this woman would only become more prevalent within a matter of minutes. They were so close to something grand as it was, and Ozzy knew the sky was not even the limit on his end. If Nikoleta Corbyn did not want him throwing himself at her for the rest of their lives, he'd be offering this singular chance for a decision to be made. Of course, the amount of thirst he suffered wouldn't be allowing an immediate response; he assaulted her lips again. Surely she could find the space between to produce a response, right?

[Apollymi]

Ah, a few moments she'd have... though not without distraction. Nikki found herself being kissed, tongued and molested. Well, that wasn't exactly right. Such things had been happening the entire time. In truth she was having a great deal of fun being at this man's mercy but beyond what he was doing she was also still working herself fingers that danced and undid buttons were working their way down the flesh of his sides as she sighed. He really was doing something strange to her. And the more time she spent with him, the less she wanted him to spend it with anyone else. But what was this, he found his words around the same time she found her way to his belt line and began fiddling with belt and buttons to release him. And what did his voice present? The idea of her backing out? Well that wasn't going to happen at all, she might have opened her mouth to begin speaking but it was soon being assaulted directly again. Well, that was fine, she'd work a word or two out eventually.

Right at the moment though she finally released his belt and the button that held his pants together. Gently now she'd release his zipper as well pulling away from the assault of her lips to speak finally through heaved sighed close to his face. "Never is a long time, Ozzy," she started. "I'll end up holding you to it..." she said that and wondered where it came from. This is where crazy women started wasn't it, with a man they liked promising them forever? Oh well, at the very least, she had a pretty good idea that Ozzy wouldn't actually leave her to be crazy. And it was there again, that itch in the back of her mind. She could claim him, and why shouldn't she... why shouldn't she keep her biggest stalker forever?

[Bloodedge]

Never was indeed a long time; this much was true. However, it seemed like forever since Ozzy initially stumbled upon the account of Blue Lotus. It seemed like forever since he'd been smitten. It seemed like forever since the women of Blackpool didn't look any better to him than the men of Blackpool, considering what they were being compared to in his head. As such, never was not very long at all. "Never's just a blink," he said after another hurried meeting of mouths. According to Nikki, there was a chance of her holding him to that promise. Good; it wouldn't be the same if she didn't have a thirst for him as well.

Speaking of thirsts, Nikki's showed itself again. His belt was undone, and his trousers met the same fate within moments via a little fiddling. Finally, he could be rid of those obstructive things. Ozzy allowed a bit of breathing room between their bodies, though not their faces at all, to allow an easier transition. This space also resulted in the immediate fall of his breeches once they were unzipped, leaving the lad reduced to an open shirt and a beige pair of boxers. One more obstacle was gone. As he continued tasting of her lips, Ozzy stepped out of his shoes and pants in unison. It required just a bit of fenagling, but it was quite necessary for him to begin walking with Nikki held against him still. Said walk was more of a stumble through the room he couldn't see past Nikki's face, but he had a small amount of layout memory from the first few seconds of seeing his surroundings. Since they entered through the sitting room and he didn't have it in him to travel very far, Ozzy moved only to a meeting/dining table quite close to the room's entrance. One side of that table would become Nikki's resting place for the moment, after Ozzy kicked out a chair that was otherwise in the way. "Hope this'll do~"

[Apollymi]

Ozzy was still very busy kissing her. Even after she mentioned how long never was, he was content to say the opposite. Well, even if it was a long time, if he wanted to stay with her for all that time... she wasn't currently thinking it'd be possible to say no. What else wasn't it really possible to do, speak. Well, that was a general thing, every few seconds her mouth was being assaulted and her body caressed. Even if she had a mind to say more, she couldn't through the small moans and noises escaping her mouth whenever they had room to do so. Ah, well, maybe instead of saying so, her actions could speak for her in this case. Yes, she finally succeeded at getting this man's pants loose and he took the initiative to finish freeing himself of both them and his shoes.

Soon enough he began moving, a strangely happy squeal left the lass' mouth. It was such an interesting thing, not currently being in control of her own movements. That should have been something she was a bit more concerned about, still she couldn't manage it. She was too busy being connected by the face with Ozzy, while still being held against him. Too busy to properly acknowledge anything other than that strange sensation in the back of her mind. How far would they go? Well, not very, just like every other moment thus far, they seemed to be desperately rushing towards something but not going too far. Instead of heading to the bed, they ended up at the meeting/dining room table. She was sat upon it, and a chair kicked out from in front of her. Only then would he have more to say. Would this do? Well, yes, she didn't really care. Actually she was still moving those hands of hers aiming to slip the man out of his shirt as well. In for a penny already in looking at his pictures she'd seen him without a shirt a lot, but.... something about actually seeing it again was a bit entrancing. He really had to know how good looking he was... it really didn't make any sense. "Yeah, its... great," she paused, her eyes were traveling over his form and she had a look at him in his boxers. This sort of thing really wasn't fair. Like at all.

[Bloodedge]

Great, she said. Brilliant! At this point, Ozzy would have found any location more than acceptable. Hell, they could have been snogging their way toward a shag in the middle of a tornado, and he'd be just as elated to participate so long as Nikki was at the other end. Luckily, they weren't in such a situation; they were instead in a five-star hotel suite with so many surfaces to take advantage of. So many options made this all impossible, but so very thrilling. Even more of a thrill was what he had to see right in front of him... which happened to be scanning him at the same time. He couldn't help but feel just a bit... almighty as the woman of his dreams inspected him in such a way, and of course, a bit of cheeky commentary was to accompany this sensation. "I was talking about the table," he said as his own eyes scanned the slightly disheveled form of Nikki. Ah, he could see and confirm her undergarments from this angle; that explained much. Either way, he was absolutely swooning over the sight beneath him as he tugged that poor little thong out of its place on her hips. There was one thing on his mind, and nothing would keep him from obtaining it. Everything else could remain for all he cared, but he couldn't tolerate anything being so directly obtrusive.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was smitten and this lad had no idea how much. Actually, she was right just now visually inspecting him with thoughts of anything else disappearing moment by moment. She was now sat at the end of the table slightly disheveled and totally distracted by the sights she was taking in. There was really nothing she didn't like about him visually. And he had a great personality... it was almost frightening how much she enjoyed this man. Combined with the fact that he was gorgeous, she was well on her way to a head filled with debauchery. Oh, he noticed that she was talking about him when she spoke earlier. Apparently taking a moment to offer cheeky commentary at that. He meant the table, of course he did. "Oh... it's a nice table. Not really what I was looking at though..." she mused. She couldn't help herself she was quite enthused, he could have sat her anywhere. As long as they were busying themselves with each other it wouldn't make her much a difference. Her panties were being removed, how interesting, that poor little thong was removed from her hips. How exciting and Ozzy himself was looking like everything she could have wanted. He really had to know he was so good looking she bit her bottom lip gently. Her body was demanding more, she felt almost antsy sitting atop this table.

[Bloodedge]

Oh, he knew of his own appearance and its magnificence. Nothing about that mattered in this situation, so long as Nikki found him sufficient for her satisfaction. All those likes and comments on his social media profiles and Twitch chat could bugger off, for all he cared, unless they were under the tag for Blue Lotus. She wasn't looking at the table─ well obviously, and how perfect an answer that was. They were in the midst of the briefest pause to their actions, but Ozzy did not intend to let it last more than a matter of seconds. Actually, since he knew what she'd been looking at, he decided to bring further attention to himself. "I didn't much look at it myself. Saw your eyes wandering, though," he said upon determining his next move. She'd already rid him of his shirt, so after that thong slipped past her feet and landed somewhere on the floor, Ozzy's boxers were the next thing to fall. Just then, it was as if the male had three eyes that were all focused solely on the space betwixt Nikki's legs. What a sight. There was a certain gleam, which to Ozzy was tantamount to the light at the end of a long tunnel. Well, he'd soon be reaching the end of said tunnel, in more than simply the metaphorical sense. Yes, the only thing he happened to be short of, was hesitation, as proven the moment both parties' undergarments hit the floor, which was the same moment he leaned forward to loom over Nikki yet again.

[Apollymi]

Nikki's eyes were on Ozzy in a way they hadn't been on anyone in quite a long time. Actually, it was more accurate to say she'd never looked at anyone the way she was now looking at Ozzy. How strange. It wasn't like she'd never fancied a boy before. It wasn't like she'd never been in an intimate situation before, but right here and now it was like everything was so stunningly new. Quality? Definitely quality. This lad was nothing but quality. Oh and now he was removing his boxers, still standing, her eyes shifted... well it wasn't like she could not look. He'd noticed her eyes wandering? Of course, she wasn't trying not to look, she was sure she wouldn't have been able to hide it even if she was... no, here she was stuck and looking over the lad. And after her panties hit the floor his boxers did as well. Oh that was such a sight. "Blimey..." she whispered that again. It truly wasn't fair for a man to be this good looking, have such a good personality and have such a good cock. In fact, it should be criminal. It was definitely a crime, right? A crime, punishable by lockdown, or a ball and chain? Marriage? Wait, that was an extreme. Whatever the case, she definitely saw the way he was looking at her... she could hardly say he ever looked at anything else. "Well, not like I could look at much else..." she said as she finally pulled her eyes up. Oh, he was looming over her was he. Well, that last statement just became something of a lie. Aside from his body, Ozzy had the best looking eyes she'd ever seen in a human. That color was to die for... entrancing, almost godly? Yeah, that had to be right. So, being loomed over this way, she leaned back as well... whatever he was planning she had no intention of stopping. Even her legs unconsciously parted just a bit more... she'd allow him the space between. She had to have this man and nothing was going to happen between now and then.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy could never have imagined what it was like to feel his ego inflating. Nothing else had ever done the trick; the commentary of others was always just... words. From Nikki, however, even a single word such as blimey was more than any praise could offer. She went on to say there wasn't much else she could be looking at, while interestingly staring him in the eye. That stare was returned as if he found Nikki's gaze just as entrancing, and in fact, he did. There was an intense little ring in those purple hues that, when struck by the light, produced the strangest and most appealing... discoloration, as it were. Maybe Ozzy was just infatuated enough to be imagining things, but he could almost see an inviting rainbow in her gaze. Ah, but Ozzy's gaze was lingering too long where it need not for the time being. As he crouched over her horizontal body, he kissed her lips more tenderly than before. He could feel the shifting of her legs, which gave implications of her readiness. No... he couldn't just take that as a sign. He intended to savor this woman, and he would do so in every way possible. His lips made contact with her jawline again, her neck once more, her chest yet again, and he never stopped moving down. No, downward momentum continued until his head was between Nikki's legs. His hands grasped her outer thighs, and his lips pressed against her inner thigh repeatedly. All the while, his eyes were on the prize: that sweet little nectary, so very close that he could both see and smell the drink waiting to quench his thirst.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy might not have imagined what it was like to have his ego boosted. In the same way, Nikki never imagined having such an effect on someone so obviously attractive. Words around this lad seemed to just slip from between her lips from time to time without filter. Oh, but what was this... he was meeting her gaze after her statement. He stared at her in a way which made her feel uniquely special. It was very interesting to feel like you were the only thing that mattered to someone, especially when you'd only met that someone recently. Even so, she couldn't say she'd grow out of liking the sensation. What else couldn't she grow out of liking? That very tender meeting of lips. How very soft, and not implicitly lustful. Well, they were both lusting after each other to some extent, but how could he kiss her that softly. She practically melted from it, if she'd been standing, her knees would have given way. It simply wasn't fair, he definitely couldn't kiss her like that and ever actually walk away from her. What would she do with herself after such a thing?

The answer to that question was strange. She'd leaned back her legs gently parting in anticipation. Ah, but his kisses moved, those tender lips of his meeting her jawline causing her to take in a breath. They touched her neck she practically swooned. How could he be doing something like this, to her with such methods? More kisses came and he traveled down her body while doing it. How very strange that he made it all the way to her thighs, gripping them from the outside while placing his head between her legs. What was he doing? Those same soft lips met the inside of her thigh and she sighed, just the smallest exhale as she looked down at the man, with his head between her legs. Was he really about to do this, not as an obligation, not just to reciprocate but because it was where he wished to be? It sure looked like it considering his line of sight. If he did this... she might die. Though admittedly if he was teasing she might also die. It was a very complicated day. There was so much anticipation in her, to find out what he would do, still... this was such an interesting perspective, she couldn't say no to viewing it.

[Bloodedge]

There was no room for teases this day. Ozzy had a desire, and there was nothing that could convince him to do anything but see it fulfilled. He may have been busy kissing the inner side of her thigh, but rather than some taunt, it was an effort intended as yet another jumpstart to arousal. It wouldn't be long, though, as he simply couldn't resist the call of what he saw. Peck by peck, he made his way closer and closer to that succulent little flower, until his lips pressed against it as well. Oh? He couldn't tell which pair of lips on this woman met the touch of his own so pleasantly, but he could tell that this would be very worth his while. His tongue emerged to bury itself in her crevice, as if to find sustenance within. Did he find any? Well, yes, of course. He found it, he took it unto his taste buds, and he sought more without hesitation. Not a moment passed before his face was fully buried in Nikoleta's crotch, folds kept separated by the corners of his mouth. In this vast desert of a world, the dehydrated camel named Oliver had finally located an oasis. There was only one thing to do upon confirming that it wasn't just another mirage he'd been experiencing for months upon months. What, one might ask? Well...

He was going to drain it dry, as impossible a feat as that actually was.

[Apollymi]

Those kisses inside of her thigh were steadily moving inward causing a build up of anticipation and arousal. Nikki didn't know she could enjoy this long game of cat and mouse, but here she was... having a good time of it. Oh, those pecks were leading him inward until of course, she felt the press of his lips against the ones which weren't on her face. Well, goodness... that was an intense yet soft feeling. She was quite sure she enjoyed that, way more than she should have and such pleasantries would only increase from that moment forward. The softness of his tongue emerged to enter her folds. Sensational. A breath caught in her throat and she found herself moaning as the start of this leg of their encounter seemed to be almost too much to bear. How did he actually manage to do this in such a way as to enhance the feeling of it? Was it enthusiasm? Was that it? It had to be right? That face now fully buried between her thighs made her shift a bit just to see... Nikki would be propping herself up on her elbows looking down her own body. She was biting down on her bottom lip stifling those sounds that aimed to leak out but failing at it to a great extent. "Mmpfff~" what a small noise that finally escaped. She could already feel those stark tingles deep within herself. If he kept this up with any kind of frequency she'd be done for. Each movement of his tongue was undoing her, she could barely see straight as it stood. There was so much heat in her face she was certain she'd pass out. Her heart was thundering within her own chest. This couldn't be real... he couldn't be all of these things. Poor Nikki, she was coming undone at the seams, and deeply enjoying every moment of it.

[Bloodedge]

More, more, and more yet. The thirst Oliver felt was an endless one. It would not be quenched with a few measly laps of the tongue against Nikki's sex, nor would it be quenched if they spent this entire day indulging in each other. For anything resembling true satisfaction, he'd have to come back tomorrow, the next day, the day after that, and for so many more down the line. He couldn't possibly explain this in his current position, but his actions would perhaps portray his every feeling. Hearing that small utterance from Nikki, and feeling the movements of her body, his gaze rose. Half-lidded and glazed over were his eyes as they watched her expression. His hands were forever gently moving along the skin of her thighs, and that oscillating tongue of his was gradually making its way down toward the source of that life nectar he strived to consume. With the latter came greater depth that required an extension of his tongue. Ah, it seemed he had inserted it into the canal hidden within the the trench, so to speak. Oh well; this was clearly the source he sought. How would the lass accept this advancement? He was dying to know, to understand what provided her the greatest pleasure, that he might refine his technique to suit whatever preferences she had.

[Apollymi]

Oliver might have had an unquenchable thirst, but Nikoletta was developing a strong desire. Ah, it was the tongue in addition to everything else... that little sound escaped her and her downward gaze was soon met by the half-lidded golden gaze she found herself transfixed by. Actually, the level of hypnotizing she found this gaze while he was buried between her thighs was probably higher and she had no idea why. It might have been the perspective, it might have been that gentle building sensation in her sex... it could have been any number of things. But that oscillating movement of the tongue was not one to be ignored, a gentle sigh escaped this lad as she continued to watch him work. She had no idea what her face was doing but she couldn't afford to fight herself about what she looked like right now. No, she was too busy feeling that strange sensation. "Ooo," another moan escaped her as Ozzy's tactics changed and his tongue extended within her person.

"Ozzy, if you do that... I won't be able to hold out..." that sentence came out as a moan she should have been shifting away from this sort of attention, but the feeling of that tongue within her depths made her actions change. Her right hand would soon be buried within his locks while the other gripped the side of the table. She was so close to climax she could feel tingles developing across her skin, from her face to her thighs with each movement of his tongue she inched closer and closer to bliss. This was the point in dreams were you tended to wake up right? Obviously, as soon as that moment was reached she'd open her eyes and her alarm clock would go off and she'd forget his face lost in a sea of images she probably just saw in the internet. It was obvious she made him up... clearly she was just having a go at herself having not seen this sort of action in far too long for her mind to cope. She made up the perfect man and he was going to lead her to ecstasy and then back to reality. The moment where those tingles properly spread came suddenly, the moisture between her thighs increasing as she clinched them tighter around that head. Her own head fell back and she moaned aloud. Her grasp had tightened gently as well, and her eyes were closed for just a second. God that felt good, obviously it was just what she needed, and then her alarm would go off and she'd be humping a pillow back in her flat right? Right?

[Bloodedge]

Considering Nikki's moans became more consistent while she ensnared his hair between her fingers and clutched the table beneath her, Ozzy could assume the current stratagem was ideal for the situation. Oh, and there were even words offered to him during her one-way trip to orgasm. She wouldn't be capable of holding out if he did that, huh? Upon hearing that, there was a glint in his eye and an upturn to his lips. He'd been hoping for that sort of reaction; he'd been aiming to do nothing but please. No effort would be spared to convince this woman that she should take Ozzy's offering of himself in every respect, and if she could show no restraint, he was on the right path to everything he'd ever wished for. Sadly, but also gloriously, Nikki's expression became lost to him due to the retreat of her head. While he was remiss to see that sparkling countenance of hers leave his sight, the reason for it doing so was exhilarating.

Clearly, this was no act. If Ozzy even thought it were, he would have been brought to reality by the meat of Nikki's thighs capsizing around his cranium, tension being added to the clench of his hair, and of course... the fact that his lips and chin were suddenly slicked with the natural lubricant of her sex. Ah yes, now was the time for Nikki to wake up... yet it seemed her alarm had never been properly set. That was fine; Oliver would ensure her punctual waking. The young man acted as his own form of alarm clock all for her sake, though perhaps the sound of him literally slurping away at excess maiden oil would not function the same as the annoying bleep of a digital clock.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was on cloud nine, her eyes were still closed as her body finally relaxed post flourish. Her thighs let go of the head between them and her hands and core lost their tension. Actually, she could feel something strange, she should have been waking but she could still feel a tongue moving about below her beltline. Obviously, it was a left over from the dream and as soon as she opened her eyes she would see it was just her imagination. Oh, it still felt nice... even with those strange slurping noises, she could definitely tell this was a dream. Never had anyone managed to get that kind of pleasure out of her. Never outside of her own head was she ever so satisfied by such an interaction, right? She opened her eyes, she had to but that sound didn't stop. She moved her fingers but she could still feel locks of hair, and the softness of scalp. "No... I have to be dreaming, right? I was supposed to wake up after all of that..." she moaned her words still feeling particularly tingly. She finally tilted her head back down and found between her legs the lad known as Oliver Williams slurping away at her naughty nectar.

Oh, "Bloody hell, it's real... this is actually happening. It's not fair~" she moaned. It truly wasn't fair. If she'd made this man up, if he was simply part of her imagination then everything made sense. But if he existed as he seemed to, well there were so many problems. He was so perfect, his face was buried between her legs capable of bringing her to climax long before proper penetration was reached. He was obsessed with her, he liked the same things she liked and he was absolutely gorgeous. Those golden eyes of his were a trap of some sort, she knew it and yet, she was so blissful in this moment she could want nothing else but this man. He was real and he was ruining her... she'd never be able to do anything else. She'd always desire this type of attention and she hadn't even gotten to the other part yet. She was becoming oddly pliable, she'd take anything this man offered and offer more of herself than she ever thought to before, he'd kindled so much passion in her soul she hardly knew what to say. "You can't keep doing this to me Ozzy~ I might not ever wake up..."

[Bloodedge]

She was still on about this all being some sort of dream. Ozzy wasn't sure about the reality of it all either, but if there was not an ounce of realism to be found, then he'd already decided to keep the fantasy going. If it were her dream that his consciousness somehow ended up within, then it was his job to stop her waking... at least until he cemented the idea of himself in her subconscious, and created the strongest of core memories. With these things in mind, he was there waiting for the moment Nikki looked his way again. What would he do when their eyes met again? He'd wink as his tongue traversed the full length of her slit from bottom to top, flicking over the knob en route to freedom.

"Not fair?" he questioned as his body rose as well. He had his taste, Nikki had her first sample of pleasantries to come, and he remained with that thumping erection awaiting its turn. Standing at his full height, he had one hand rubbing Nikki's sex while the other gripped his own, as if to keep stimulation to the former while trying to restrain the latter from bursting. Even his breath wouldn't stabilize though, and presently, he wasn't doing a thing; it seemed his heartbeat was mighty enough to affect the actions of his lungs. "I can do. Fuck sake, I'll gobble you head to toe if you like; just say the word. So, what would ya' like? I'd like t'know~"

[Apollymi]

All of this really should have been a dream of some sort. She shouldn't have been feeling so deeply about all of this. There shouldn't have been any way a man like this actually existed in the world. So, when she looked down her own body to still see that man there she'd been utterly shocked. How was the realness of this situation confirmed by the man below, a simple wink and that tongue of his traveling the entire length of womanhood. Oh, that felt great, her mouth opened and she moaned again feeling the flush tingling when he flicked her bean with his tongue. That cheeky flirty attitude of his shining through. He knew what he was doing to her... he knew he was ruining her and he'd keep doing it. Strangely, Nikki had no desire to stop him. If this was the thing that kept her from ever looking at any other man, well, she supposed it was time to settle down fully. If he made her obsessed with him, he'd take responsibility right?

"It's not fair if you make me mental and I didn't make you up~" she said as her loins were stirred manually and she looked this man up and down. She hadn't taken her eyes off him since she opened her own. And here he was rubbing her slit while holding back that massive meat she'd spent her morning entertaining. Oh, she'd likely not just spend this morning doing that huh? If this was a dream, then she could just have him right? That seemed to be the offer on the table as she shifted her eyes away from his manhood and nibbled her bottom lip. Ozzy could do exactly what he had done... and gobble her up, head to toe, if she asked him to? Oh, he had no idea what he'd done now did he? Or maybe he did know and it was all some elaborate plan to make her into a nutter? Okay. Penny in the air. Nikki would inch her hips towards the edge this table and further into this lad's attention. Whatever she liked? Well, she slipped that dress over her hips finally, managing to slip it and its undershirt over her own head, to be tossed across the room somewhere else. If she could have what she wanted... right at the moment then it was actually rather simple. "You wanna know what I'd like," she said as she removed her bra as well. She was going to be naked that was first. "Blimey, if I made you up, I'm madferit..." she said as that article of clothing also simply disappeared from her body somewhere. Right here, on top of the table she was now naked with Ozzy's hand rubbing against her womanhood. "I want my biggest fan to stir me up, and you to take responsibility for this obsession you've created~" she said with a low moan. She couldn't really help it, she was pulling him in closer. She wanted their lips brought together. Yes regardless of where his face had previously been. If this was a dream she didn't want to wake. If this was her own personal torture she'd accept it, if she made him up, she didn't have to share him with anyone else. And if she didn't well, he was now responsible for how obsessed she currently was with him.

[Bloodedge]

Upon the proverbial table was a choice to be made by Nikki, and upon the literal table was soon Nikki herself, in her truest form. Oh, it really was like Christmas, and the present he always wanted was unwrapping itself right before his very eyes. That Cheshire grin returned to his face in full force; he couldn't, and wouldn't dare be looking away. No, it seemed as if Ozzy had to etch every inch of this sight into his memory. He studied her form as if observing some new and exciting piece of art at a high-class exhibit. Magnificent, he thought; there was nary a flaw to be found anywhere he looked.

Nikki's desire was to be spoken as she scooted closer to the table's edge, pulling him closer to her as well. She said she wanted to be stirred up, which could mean only one thing. At long last, the moment of Oliver Williams' dreams was upon him, heralded by a kiss initiated by Nikki herself. Though surprised, there was no way he would meet that kiss bashfully. No, he'd delve into it just as he'd done numerous times today. In the meantime, he'd acquiesce to the lady's wishes. Ozzy already had a steady grip of himself, so it was nothing to guide his girth to her entrance. Just a press, just the tip would leave her folds concave around it as his focus remained on Nikki's mouth. Would it have been a bit too forward of him to seek her tongue with his own? Well, if it was, it was too late; he was doing so without so much as a second thought, his tongue jutting past the barrier of her lips in the heat of the moment whilst the tip of his member swelled against her other opening.

[Apollymi]

And once again, Ozzy's eyes were on Nikki. There could be something said for the amount of attention she currently received from this man. He always seemed like he was appraising and never dissatisfied by what he was viewing. She couldn't complain about this, she was in fact, guilty of doing the same thing to him since she met him. Still dream or reality, fact or fiction, one thing was absolute... there would be no stopping until every desire here was met. Ozzy had nothing but the providing of pleasure on his mind and was soon enough kissing her back and preparing her for her wishes. The tip of him teased her opening and she knew what it was he was doing. Ugh, this was going to be unbearable. If she'd been less experienced she might have been frightened, right just now, she was simply appreciative of the care he was taking with her form.

Ah, still that gentle pressure was enough to make her wiggle her hips just a little, that encompassing wetness sliding forward just a little. She doubted men would ever realize how much such things drove women to madness. Still, while in such a state, while tasting herself on his lips she'd soon find his tongue seeking entrance into her mouth. She'd allow this, actually she was pretty sure she'd never stop him from doing such a thing. Her mouth opened gently and her own tongue met his in gentle invitation. She couldn't stop the happy moan that escaped her own mouth into his. Oh, that heavy breathing started again. Still as he aimed to guide himself into her, she aimed to keep him close enough to see that through. She'd take it at the speed he offered, happily waiting for her wishes to be granted. Still this truly wasn't fair, if a man like Ozzy could give her all these things... she'd truly have trouble letting him go.

[Bloodedge]

Steady was Ozzy's approach, even though it remained endlessly starved for more. He didn't want to cease penetration before it could truly begin, but it wasn't as if he could manage anything less than the slow approach. Indeed, as much as every fiber of his being wanted him to plunge balls-deep and thrust with reckless abandon, his purpose was to make a lasting impression. There were a few nudges here and there while their tongues intertwined. All the while, his tip was being slicked just as gradually as it moved. It became a somewhat simpler matter to push forward with each prodding motion. Not even a minute passed before Ozzy was slowly thrusting with grinding-like movements, pushing forward just enough to stretch Nikki's entrance before each retreat. His hand had once again attached itself to her leg for stability, while his other took hold of her side. Damned be the thought of that ceaseless thrusting; at this rate, he wasn't likely to last until he was fully submerged in her nether. Actually, part of the reason he moved so slowly now, was an effort to prevent an early conclusion. Would he make it? Time would tell, but the thought of it all was somewhat terrifying.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy's approach remained dangerously steady. There was no speed and no urgency just those gentle grinding pushes further and further into Nikki's depths. She wondered if he was doing this on purpose. Was his aim to tease or was it something else entirely? He was succeeding at teasing, and gently stretching the accommodating orifice. Even so, she couldn't help but feel a deep throbbing internally. She wanted more... but it was coming. Each push forward was promising a little more than the last. There was nothing wrong with this at all... In her current position she couldn't use her own leverage or anything so she was subject to those prodding thrusts.

Still there was something exciting about the whole of this situation. Her heart was pounding and her breaths had sped up. Her skin rippled with goose flesh as Ozzy's hands made contact with her leg and side again. She was naked this time. so each forward push would bring a new sensation whenever the gentle stretching was finally complete. All the while she seemed clutched onto the young man before her, mouths together and both of her hands aiming him forward. One of hers behind his head tangled in his hair, the other exploring the expanse of his back with the softness of her fingertips.

[Bloodedge]

How would poor Oliver manage to make it through this day? He felt as if he were suffering derealization; everything in the surrounding area was phasing out of existence, bar Nikki and her touch. His grip on her thigh and side became far more intense as he slowly slid his way forward, that throbbing becoming a more dangerous feeling with every millimeter he buried within. By the time he'd shoved about half of his shaft into Nikki's undercarriage, he could do naught but laugh at his own predicament. How couldn't he, after all? This shouldn't have been real, but now that it was, he could feel himself failing to utilize any proper amount of stamina. "Fuck all," he said through that laugh. Even as he came to terms with the ongoing, he could never move very far at all from Nikki's mouth. All this time, actually, the pair of them had been basically speaking directly into each other's mouths. "Might have to apologize, luv. I only went and let myself get too excited," he said. With that little warning out of the way, though, he didn't seem apt to stop anything going on. Ozzy only had the hope that his situation would be understood if he were upfront about it, but there was much more to be shared. "Don't go holding it against me, eh? I'll get you sorted~"

[Apollymi]

Yes, there was a slow and steady push forward, each millimeter was tantalizing in the most agonizing way possible. Nikki's body responded of its own accord clinching just a bit tighter as she found it impossible to properly relax while this was happening. All the while that grip on her thigh became tighter and Ozzy managed to speak though directly in her face at the time. Through a laugh even, she wondered what was so funny. Oh? He was apologizing. He made the claim that he'd let himself get too excited? Well, these things happened, and it wasn't as if she hadn't finished already, in record time even. Things like this were only disappointing if there was little or no care given to reciprocity. Right at the moment, he didn't know that just him thinking to speak on the matter, was well beyond what was generally expected.

"Mmhm, there is very little I would hold against you. You've been great, I ah, really wasn't expecting that first one," she said in the moment. And strangely she meant this statement. She went on to peck his lips, her hips wiggling gently as he continued to push forward. "Doesn't matter if this round stops... so long as we get the next one, right?" she questioned rhetorically with the sweetest smile she could offer. She meant this of course. He'd already put on a stellar performance thus far, even if he needed a break for a bit she was more than willing to let it go. It wasn't even that her previous experiences were bad, this one was just already so good. What did it matter if round one which had been teased for hours came to an abrupt end... they were free for the rest of the day, and it didn't much seem like Ozzy intended to leave.

[Bloodedge]

Indeed, leaving was the last thing on Oliver's mind. He could, and would remain here for hours on end, even for the duration of this convention if it were possible. Whatever time they had, he wanted to make use of. Of course, that included the time of this first round. Nikki was refreshingly accepting of his claims, even expressing an interest in a second round. He could go for seconds... and thirds, and eighths, and so on. Nevertheless, there was still a burning desire just at the back of his skull─ a desire to see that precious little smile Nikki showed turn into something far more devious than the sweetness it held at present. Ah, but he wasn't at all opposed to the way it was currently either─ what an interesting conundrum. "I don't half love you," he said, still laughing just slightly. Even as accepting as Nikki was, he felt the need to do something more than what he was currently managing. Perhaps he could speed her process along still. At the very least, he'd be trying to as one hand left her side to rub her pleasure nub. Yes, this would certainly serve some purpose while Ozzy was busy inserting more of himself over time. His thrusts were becoming just a bit more focused as well; never was it his intention to tease too much. "Hold it against me anyway. Three more first, or I'll do whatever you want~" he bet. Naturally, this was something of a farce. Oliver would have done anything she asked of him regardless of any wager, but the gamble of it might manage to act as his incentive.

[Apollymi]

He didn't half love her, huh? Well that was pretty obvious. At this point she barely saw that as the playful thing it was meant to be, given how hyped he was just to meet her. What was more, Nikki didn't even see herself as being overly accommodating in this particular case. Give and take were part of such things, and there was a certain amount of fairness she tended to prefer. Still, she couldn't really resist a bit of a tease in response to such a statement. "Blimey, you should watch yourself mate. Saying things like that can make women crazy~" she managed. If she had more than that to say it would have stopped by the time she took note of the extra stimulation she was receiving externally. The hand that left her side was rubbing against her pearl and such was an extreme amount of extra sensation. Especially when added to the fact that the lad had certainly become more focused, each thrust forward seeming like it had more purpose than the last.

Nikki's body reacted with a gentle pulsing sensation internally, like she was suddenly rather dangerously close to the edge even before he fully got himself into her properly. 'I know what I asked for but this is ridiculous...' she thought in passing as she bit her bottom lip, something which seemed to be a bit of a habit of hers. What was more right at the moment, Ozzy was asking that she hold this potential shortcoming against her. Claiming that if he didn't reach his outgone goal of three more he'd do what she wished. "Right. You realize I can't lose, Ozzy? Not turning it down though... I'd be mental not to take a bet like that~" she mused. It wasn't like she was in any position to turn down either climax nor the ability to make demands. Not that she thought this was entirely necessary. It was still a bit of fun... and there were ways for it to be very enjoyable for both of them. The thought alone was a bit of a problem as thinking ahead along with the present level of stimulation was making her body tense up. Any old thing could push her over the edge that this point... maybe he wouldn't notice? Unlikely given the tension currently in her fingers and the perpetual vice grip being applied between her legs.

[Bloodedge]

"Fine by me," Ozzy said regarding the idea of making women crazy. He could speak those words freely, and there was a very specific reason this was truth. "Not really saying them to any random lass, am I?" That was the cut and dry of it. Jokingly as the statement was offered, it was also very factual. He was already crazy, so if his words would lead to her being the same, then they would be forever intertwined by their common fault, wouldn't they? He was keen to find out for certain.

Nikki was interested in taking his little bet, which he envisioned himself struggling to win. Now, Ozzy was a man who had a great deal of confidence in his abilities at all times, but he knew he always had a singular weakness: her. Any time her name came up in conversation, even the most purposeful chat could take a new direction in a heartbeat. Losing wouldn't be too bad, but maybe he could actually pull a win out of his ass. Of course though, it was designed to be a win-win situation for Nikki; he would offer nothing less. "Well I'm not going to hand you an L, am I? You deserve some sort of win, no matter what," he insisted. Ah yes, he did notice the mighty clench of her nether and the bit of clawing from her fingers. Both sensations were quite rewarding for Oliver; he'd be taking more of those feelings whenever possible, though both were incredibly dangerous for the stamina he hardly had in this first encounter with her. Nikki was the one to tighten in multiple senses, yet Ozzy was the one moaning as she did so. Partial blame could be given to the greater depth he reached within her yet again; he was just about fully buried by now. Alas, partial was not even half the blame that could be dished out. Mostly, the fault lay in the danger of the situation. The poor lad barely survived his most recent lunge, and in fact, his thrusts came to a screeching halt at the end of it... all because he'd have spilled out within the lass if he moved again just yet.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy's response to her teasing mention was one which she didn't expect. A chuckle came to her in the moment because it was almost like he was intending to make her crazy. He was right though, as far as she knew, he was only saying things like that to her. But she was still a woman and could still be made crazy. The truth of the matter was, the longer this interaction went on the more likely she was to believe she was losing her mind. "Hmpf..." a moan left her mouth first as he reached a new depth within her person. Truly he was doing terribly great things to her. "If you say it like that, I might believe you're trying to make me crazy too~" she said with the full acknowledgement that the lad currently burying himself within her depths was at least a little crazy himself.

According to Ozzy, she deserved a win and he had no intention of handing her a loss of any sort. How very strange... the point of bets was to win. It was crazy as an idea that he would go so far out of his way. There were many options as to why this situation turned out this way, one of them concerned Oliver's strange obsession with her. The other variants involved the lad having no idea how rubbish other men were, or simply not realizing how good he was with so many positive offerings. Either way, she couldn't really turn down anything at this point. Not his attention, not the sex and definitely not the possibility of the future. His insistence on these points was earning him a more significant portion of admiration than Nikki knew she had to give. "You're making it real hard for me to argue with you...." she finally managed to say. Soon after, she heard a moan from this man as her nether tightened and body tensed. What a nice sound, she wondered how many of those he made. She could listen to him talk all day. She could stare at him for hours, she was doing so right now... and she could do more than just that. With him so busy with her person she was well on her way to sensory overload by the time he stopped moving within her, the maximum tension had been achieved and her entire body found itself tensing to the point of climax. This one... was different, especially since there was something of more than average girth for her to squeeze within her body while he rubbed against her apex. Now it was her turn not to move, well, externally anyways... inside her body tried to find relaxation as she rode the wave of her pleasure. Jeez she really could get used to this.

[Bloodedge]

Was he purposely trying to drive her mad? Well, he wouldn't take it as a negative if things turned out that way. It would probably be quite nice as an outcome, especially if her craziness was of the same quality as his toward her. Ozzy doubted such a thing could be possible, though; infatuation was a poor descriptor of what he felt. Madness was a bit closer to reality, but still not quite right either. . .

Whatever the case, there was a certain danger to the situation at present. Ozzy anticipated a loss of his little gamble, but not the actual effect of Nikki's climax around his shaft and body. The tension passing from her fingers into his skin was fine. Seeing the look on her face and hearing the effect of her breath was maddening, but also fine. Alas, what was not fine, was that damnable squeeze to his groin. The walls were closing in─ literally. The sensation was akin to wringing out a moist towel, and naturally... the only answer was for that towel to have its fluids removed. "Well I─ ah!" No statement could be finished in this moment. Every feeling hit the lad so suddenly, he was lost to the rapture of it all. Perhaps the most forceful movement of Ozzy's yet was the sudden evacuation of his member from Nikki's person, occurring during his most intense fit of throbbing yet, as well as immediately prior to the expulsion of his seed. Oh, that poor floor. Someone was going to have to clean the bulk of that discharge as more would dribble from his tip into the puddle. Nikki's inner thigh was not at all spared either, though by Oliver's approximation, he'd at least made it in time. "Fuck all! What sort of Kegel do you call that?!"

[Apollymi]

Whether it was Ozzy's intention to make this lass mad or not wasn't really important. What was important was that she recognized all signs pointing to a level of infatuation with the lad that was well beyond normal. The fact that she could envision herself comfortably being around this man for hours upon hours without break was a frightening prospect. But if he was willing to see such thoughts through to fruition she could hardly bring herself to stop enjoying it as an idea.

What was more, she couldn't stop herself from enjoying his body either. That last push had done wonders for her, combined with the manual stimulation. She found that same tensing sensation almost impossible to resist. And if she was being properly fair she hadn't even tried. Ozzy's withdrawal from her person was swift and shocking, but likely deemed necessary. Right... they hadn't really discussed all of that and it wasn't something you just came out the bag with for a random shag. Well, this definitely wasn't that... even so, she knew the mess created by their interaction and saw it happening before her with a mischievous little twinkle in her eye. She'd never seen a man react like that before to what she'd done, and what was more the spillage both on the floor and her thigh was quite surprising. She'd also felt that rather intense throbbing and wondered if she could have been done in properly if he'd remained where he'd buried himself. She supposed she could always find out. As for his question she had only a roundabout way of answering, "I don't call it much of anything. It's on you for making it happen while also being so deep~" Yep that came out flirtier than expected, but she still meant it. In her experience both of those things didn't happen at the same time normally, so her curiosity was piqued. She wished to know if she could achieve such a thing again, with a bit more friction to be offered. That'd be fun. Oh... and there was the matter of getting to see the look on Ozzy's face when he finished that didn't involve his sudden evacuation. Actually, she was now studying his face... she really could stare at him all day. Ah, there it was again, that itch in the back of her mind.

[Bloodedge]

Poor Oliver was heaving as if he'd completed a full session exceeding an hour, even though it had only been a short few minutes. He'd really be done in, at this rate. Never would he have expected his anticipation to be so high that he fell so short, but it wasn't as if he was quite done yet. No, his shaft was swiftly replaced by his fore and middle fingers. He wasn't about to let this premature exodus impact things on the other end, so those fingers would begin curling upward against the most sensitive wall of Nikki's interior. "Oh come off it," he said in response to her claim. That couldn't have been on him at all. His mind was blown by this overall experience, and maybe that could take the blame. No, even then, there was something else attributed to the physical sensation he found in Nikoleta. The future ahead of him was looking brighter by the moment, while also being the most frightening thing he'd ever experienced. Overall, he could call himself... exhilarated. Besides all that, a healthy amount of banter was continuously shared between the two, despite how silently aggressive they were with each other earlier in this leg of their first day together. Smirking, Ozzy drew closer to Nikki once more. "Either way, don't go talking about deep now. I'll go deeper when I'm not busy losing my cool after a few seconds," he claimed before attacking her lips for the umpteenth time today.

[Apollymi]

Nikki had just finished but it seemed Oliver had no intention of letting that be the end of this leg, nor apparently of letting her rest. Ever the gentleman, two fingers soon replaced his manhood within her walls. And though lacking the girth which was established previously there was a certain dexterity which more than made up the difference. "I... ah~" she was going to speak but the suddenness of that transition came with shock, an immediate tensing of her insides and a small moan. He really couldn't do this to her, it truly wasn't fair. She opened those purple eyes of hers after they'd initially fluttered to a close looking at the man before her with desire and biting her lip. "Blimey, if you do that like that. I won't make it to the next one~" she moaned, feeling like a teen all over again. She really did mean what she said, she'd never experienced both of those things happening at the same time before, so she wasn't prepared for her body's response. What was more, she could hardly be certain she wasn't going to end up melting in this lad's hands right in the moment.

She met his eyes and was once again transfixed. Maybe having the whole of ones life dominated by thoughts of another wasn't so bad. Well at least Oliver seemed to be doing alright with his apparently put together that way. What was more, teasing banter came was he stepped closer, implying that aside from his own excitement he planned to give... more. What a promising thought, she clenched around his fingers in an involuntary manner. He was smirking and leaning into attack her lips and she could do nothing but accept it. But between the start of kissing and the end she'd work in a single sentence. "You sayin' it like, makes it sound like a good time~" she stated pretty plainly. She could definitely see herself falling into something like this was relative ease. She could also see... that no matter the outcome she was going to find the heights of satisfaction at the hand of Oliver Williams and she would enjoy... every single moment of it.

[Bloodedge]

Oh, she'd make it to the next one alright; Ozzy would be seeing to that personally. His fingers were drowning in her nether as words were shared between them, but he didn't care how much they pruned by the end of this day. Actually, now that he thought about it... there were a few things that needed doing, weren't there? He promised a good time, and it seemed Nikki was interested in a long time as well. If he could manage to pull away from her lips for a moment, perhaps he could deliver both... or perhaps that would simply be counted as part of both instead. Whatever the case, Ozzy eventually would find another gap in all that lip-smacking and tongue-twisting to speak again. His fingers never stopped curling within her, and his lips never stopped slipping against hers even when he spoke, but they were no strangers to speaking into each other's mouths by now. As such, he proceeded speaking amidst the kisses without a hitch. "How's about a wash then?" he asked. There was one thing he confirmed about this hotel over the past few days: its bathrooms were the stuff of absolute legend. They were flooded with natural light, gorgeous marble at every corner, possessing the deepest of tubs and the... coziest of showers. Oh, the showers. Ozzy already knew the firmness of his member would not be gone for very long at all, but he could imagine a few scenarios in which it may even become more intense than ever before!

[Apollymi]

Ozzy's fingers never really stopped moving once they replaced his member within Nikki. She had no complaints about this, but there was a rapidly building sensation occurring from the bottom of her feet up to the top her head. She felt slightly dizzy, between this and the constant meeting of mouths, she was quite sure she'd forgotten how to breathe. He was saying something wasn't he? Asking about a wash, well she could definitely use one. She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this... maybe because she hadn't before? Whatever the case, she'd had a decent look around before setting up for her day at the convention, so she was also aware of how nice her bathrooms were. Of course, the idea of sharing one in a romantic sense with Ozzy was also a new form of temptation. This really was a lot, but with his lips gently slipping against hers as they spoke, she couldn't even formulate a single reason this wasn't a good idea. Beyond that, her toes were finally curling as her body tensed for that next flourish. Once more the tension reached even inside as her thighs nearly closed around Ozzy's arm. "Haah~" she moaned that finish as she finally found the moment of relaxation her body sought after all that stimulation. Her breath was labored for a moment and she had an awesome realization, Nikki contemplated that she could die here. She didn't know if people actually died of overstimulation, but right at the moment, with the overt beating of her heart in her chest, it might be possible. Still, a wash would be nice, and it might... stress the might, give her a chance to recover a bit. Though a quick glance in Ozzy's directions and she was pretty sure this situation was only going one way and it involved a deep dive into the man known as Oliver. "Yeah, could go for a wash~" she was content to give her legs a single moment pecking Ozzy's lips again. "That way~" she said her head tilted towards the bathroom.

In addition to the hotels usual fare, all of the products Nikki personally used were also already present in the bathroom. This included certain specifics like bubble bath and bath bombs. The shampoo and conditioner she most enjoyed as well as a few choice soaps and other such toiletries. She was busy in thought about this situation, bath or shower? Both had potential, but even she currently leaned towards the shower. "I'll let you choose the temperature~" she mused, knowing that most didn't wish for the level of hell that women preferred in their bath water.

[Bloodedge]

Orgasm was upon Ozzy's partner of choice, and oh was it glorious. It wasn't quite the same as when their bodies were properly intertwined, but his fingers took in every bit of the sensation regardless. Her voice in the throes of ecstasy was enough to make a man swoon, with the minor shifts of her body being even more thrilling to behold. As much as Ozzy would love to claim he could become addicted to experiencing this woman, saying so would be a lie. He was already addicted, as was the case long, long before they even met. Even years before he discovered the account of Blue Lotus, his ideal woman was known to him as an idea. It just so happened to be the case that she suited his every taste. Every... single... one of them.

Having a wash was perhaps the most ingenious idea Oliver had all day, next to deciding to be so open with his desire for the lass. Maybe he'd have yet another spark of genius soon. Whether he did or didn't, Nikki was keen to go for a bit of cleaning. Off to the bathroom he went, in accordance with Nikki's offered direction, and while carrying her all the way. With the hold he chose, there was hardly a difference in how they were positioned before. Actually, he could have initiated penetration anew from this frontward angle, but perhaps that would be an idea for later. Ah! Yes, there it was─ the other brilliant idea he was waiting for! Later, still. For now, he was given the go-ahead to choose the temperature for their obviously shared bathing session. Once he walked them both into the shower, he turned the tap completely in the direction for hot. For Nikki to have offered him temperature control, he could only assume it to be a courtesy─ one he didn't really need, as a lad who enjoyed hot weather and the like. "I like it hot. That good enough for you?" he asked as already-steaming water cascaded upon the pair of them. This, too, was nothing more than a bit of a tease. Sure, he did like hot weather, hot water, and so on... but he may not have been speaking in terms of temperature exclusively.

[Apollymi]

Sweet clarity. A flashing moment of mental understanding struck Nikki post orgasm. Ozzy had been with her this entire time, and not once had he said or done anything she found remotely off-putting. She'd never been alone with someone this long and found them this agreeable. But it wasn't just that he did what she said or acted like some sort of demeaned animal, he was genuinely interested in what made her happy and in being around her and that sort of enthusiasm did a lot for someone like Nikoleta. What was more, in that moment she realized that she could spend all day indulging with this man and he'd not judge her at all. She'd still been gently expecting something, that little annoyance, questioning her endeavors before this point or anything... ah but none of that seemed a concern for Ozzy. He was content to be the one with her undivided attention for as long as she was willing to give it. Of course this meant she was way more willing to give him plenty of attention.

In the wake of that realization and a blinding flourish around Ozzy's rather skillful fingers, Nikki was carried off to the bathroom after agreeing to a wash. How very strange. She didn't really need to be carried she could walk, but... she also couldn't bring herself to voice a protest. After all, if this was actually just some scenario she made up, she didn't intend to question it anymore than she had to, and a man who wanted to carry her around, worship her as queen while having great sex was far from something worth questioning. Ozzy easily fit everything she was looking for in a partner and Nikki was having a very hard time talking herself out of being crazy enough to say that aloud. He turned the water in the shower all the way up on the hot side and claimed to like it that way. Steaming water struck her while she was in his arms and she relaxed quite a bit. "Blimey, that's definitely great for me... though that could mean a lot ya' know," she muttered again. This man made statements that strummed the strings of her soul in such a unique fashion. Nikki was easily becoming enamored and found herself more than just lustful when in this man's presence. Even now in a hot shower, she was keen.

[Bloodedge]

And so, their shower would be left as hot as it could be based on this hotel's water heater alone. With her agreement, Ozzy lowered Nikki onto her own two feet. He wouldn't simply be letting her go, though. His arm remained around her midsection, while the other pressed against the side wall of the shower. Water would be left falling upon them both still, but Ozzy found himself looming over the lass Nikoleta once more, staring endlessly down into her face. His statement could mean a lot... yes. That was, after all, the point of it. He didn't really give a damn about the water or anything else, so long as she was satisfied and continuing to accept his plentiful offerings. Oh, that thought reminded him of something. He was quite sure, minutes ago, he'd lost a bet that he initiated himself. Fully prepared to begin kissing Nikki anew, Ozzy halted all movements in rather close proximity to her face. "It damn well better mean a lot. I only went and forgot something important though. I didn't half lose that little wager of ours, did I?"

Certainly, there was no victory for Ozzy... yet that, too, meant a victory for him in its own strange way. He couldn't just go about kissing Nikki and pinning her against another surface when there was something he was meant to be doing. As such, right there in the shower, he took a knee. Water rushed over his head and shoulders as he lowered himself, fully taking on the visage of a lowly servant knelt before his queen. Even as he did so and bowed his head, that brilliant smile of his remained in place. Oliver was clearly excited to learn what this woman wanted him to do, to uphold his end of the bargain. "At your service then, aren't I? What'll ya' have, luv?"

[Apollymi]

Nikki was soon placed on her own two feet, which since she didn't have to walk immediately was fine even post the three or so climaxes she'd reached in what had to be record time for her. Whatever the case now that they were in the shower, Ozzy didn't really leave her fore. Actually, she expected this but found him looming over her to give her a strange number of ideas. Her heart was pounding again as she looked at him. One of his hands was against the shower wall, and the other was wrapped around her midsection. Even as hot water washed away the sweat from their earlier encounter, Nikki felt a certain spark of wetness rekindle between her legs as she stared up into Oliver's face. He was close enough to kiss, only he wouldn't remain that way very long. It seemed that he remembered their earlier wager, started by him... which turned over control of this situation to Nikki in case that he hadn't provided her with three more climaxes before he reached his end. Oh right. "Yeah, I have a vague memory of something like... it was a long time ago. I've had an entire existential crisis since then," she said in a manner most teasing. But that wasn't teasing or it was... maybe?

Ozzy on bended knee before her in this hot shower. Water cascading over his head and shoulders gave him a look which made her swoon. Hm this was a strange amount of realization she had. She liked the way he looked when he was looming over her, ready to pounce like a starved lion. Ah... but she also liked the way he looked right just now, innocent grin and a tiny bit servile. In fact this exact angle was giving her a strong desire to prop a leg up on his shoulder and ride his tongue into her next life. She bit her bottom lip for a second or two. "Blimey, thoughts like that come from nowhere..." she muttered about her own naughty thoughts. Ah, probably had something to do with knowing this man was currently hers to command, what a dangerous amount of power. Still, he had said he'd gobble her up if she wanted, she could ask for it. She looked down at him, and decided what it was she wanted as compensation for winning their little wager. "I'll have your face...." she mentioned, though that was a a bit open ended, she'd clarify. "Mostly I want to look down at it... while you give me the one you missed," she said with a cheeky smirk. "Then into it while you give me that depth you promised..." she said seeming to think about it a bit more. "Oh... and then I want to look up, into those gorgeous eyes of yours~ From below or on the bottom, I am not sure just yet..." Oh, she rather cheekily asked for three different things in response to her win. While they were in the shower or when they got out of it, it didn't really matter but her meaning was pretty clear.

[Bloodedge]

A vague memory, she said. What rubbish. That event was mere minutes ago, though... a lot did happen in just a few short minutes. Oh well; he couldn't fault her for letting the agreement slip her mind, if it actually had done, considering he'd let it evade his memory as well. As far as existential crises went, it seemed they were both suffering one─ Ozzy's being one that had been spanning over a year now because of this woman. Oh, he'd have to get her back somehow. That could be started rather soon, if he'd yet to finish taking the proper first step.

When next Nikki spoke, she mentioned thoughts coming out of nowhere. One could only wonder what sort of thought she was having at the time, but the kneeling Oliver would not have to wonder for very long. She'd have his face? Oh... yes, it all made sense over time. Her demand was that he take his place beneath her, then within her with greater depth than he previously managed, and finally, above her in a way she was not yet certain of. Considering the start of that list, it seemed Nikki's earlier thought would be realized without being directly addressed. Ozzy was in the perfect position already, so with the lightest of chuckles, he reached out to take her by the leg. Indeed, it was only optimal that one of her legs be over his shoulder, providing proper space for his face to reach her womanhood again. There was no hesitation once the words were spoken; he was once again face-first in her sex, his tongue lavishing her lovebud as if he were a child being given an ice-cream cone. All the while, he was holding her thigh atop his shoulder.

[Apollymi]

Nikki really hadn't thought much about the bet until the moment he gave the idea of it again. Upon him taking knee she couldn't help but have her brain wander directly into perverted things to do while he was like that. She was no stranger to lustful thoughts, but while sitting around this man... it seemed like they were just always on the table and right around the corner of any random part of the conversation. Such a thing was pretty novel for Nikki and she found herself wanting to explore it a bit, besides... if she could do no wrong she might as well have a bit of fun. Blokes weren't always into the extra bits of a good shag, she found herself taking advantage at every turn.

Right at the moment, after explaining herself that imagine that flashed through her mind, that made her question her own sanity was immediately made reality. How did he know that was what she meant? Oh, well... he was definitely winning everything for such an interpretation. A thigh strewn over his shoulder, he began once again to tongue her pearl like such a life was one he truly enjoyed. The hot water of the shower relaxed her almost completely and she found it much easier to watch him from this angle. She felt comforted by the hold he had on that thigh, and swooned as she looked down t him. She gave him slightly lidded eye contact, biting that bottom lip of hers as bliss encompassed her mind. This truly was a great idea, and as time progressed she'd find her fingers laced in moist locks, while she struggled to stifle the coming moans.

[Bloodedge]

Though Ozzy was rather occupied at the moment, he couldn't be stopped from staring into Nikki's face. Stuck between her legs as he was, his gaze wandered up her torso until it locked onto those purple hues above him. This was new. Water from the showerhead ran down his face, while the arm of Nikki served as a minor blockade due to her hand finding its way into his hair. Well, blockade may not have been accurate; it resulted only in a more streamline drip cascading down his head. Watching the woman bite into her lip again, he confirmed the return of his own arousal. Looking at that expression on that face would always do the trick, he imagined. He'd have to make use of that discovery later, but now was a time to service the queen as Ozzy himself had taken to calling Nikki. Even in the position of servitude, however, there were some allowances he couldn't let pass. She couldn't simply be left capable of stifling her moans; Ozzy essentially demanded affirmation. In putting himself at her mercy, he also placed her desires under his own heel. If there was a particular sensation she adored, it would be he who provided it. If there was something she detested, he'd ensure that she never felt such a thing a second time. If she silenced herself, though, it would be an impediment to his overall goal. As such, he had to step things up a bit. As his free hand traveled up onto Nikki's side, his lips pressed against her sex. She seemed to enjoy all that slurping and whatnot from earlier, so he'd go back to it as something other than an afterthought. How would she accept this in the midst of her climb? Finding out was the plan, so onward he went.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was falling rather easily to the pleasantries being provided by Ozzy. Oh, this man had no idea... she could have spent all day just like this and not been dissatisfied by the experience. If only she knew, he was just as interested in the faces she made as she was in his. That biting of her lip was something she did quite often... usually while deep into something, whether it be thought, design or well sex. Actually, she'd asked for his face because even beyond the pleasure he provided her, she actually just really enjoyed looking at him. Well that wasn't all, she also really enjoyed touching him and being touched by him, such was obvious by the time the lad's free hand began moving up her body. Her bottom lip would slip from between her teeth and a subtle sigh would leave her, this was great, really. Oh, maybe she should say something... communication was good right, especially if you weren't just shagging for a single go... that was advice she'd been given a long time ago by her older sister. Ah, but as Ozzy's lips pressed into those on her lower body and he began to slurp away at her nether. That was quite an interesting sensation. Interesting was the wrong word... it felt great, besides the pleasantries being provided, she also managed to moan properly and try for speech, though that was admittedly pretty hard, she could feel that deep tingling sensation building once more after all, and was more than well aware of what that meant. "Ooooom~ You're killing me, Ozzy!~ Don't stop though..." she added, giving the lad a playful wink when she opened her eyes again after sighing. He was far too good at this. It was terrible to give someone this type of control over your body, but here she was... doing it anyways.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there it was. Oliver wondered what sort of reaction he'd get out of this maneuver when Nikki hadn't already reached the end of her rope. In addition to pushing past the lack of audio response, Nikki offered him a few words as he inhaled small amounts of air and fluid at the surface of her most sensitive space. Killing her, she claimed. . . Good. She said she didn't want him to stop, but it wasn't like he planned on doing that anyway. No, Ozzy would continue suckling upon her pearl and inner folds, his tongue periodically lapping at the crevice within to maneuver her natural lubricants around. None of this was enough, however. He had to do something more, but what? Ah... Nikki's leg seemed to be balancing on his shoulder well enough; he didn't need to keep hold of it. With that being the case, he loosed his hold and brought his hand to the space under his own chin. If he'd not driven her mad enough with lips and tongue alone, he wondered what would happen if he got a couple of fingers mixed in by inserting them. He began with one, just to test the waters as it were, but that didn't last long at all. A single slip or two of his forefinger would see his middle finger added in succession. Perhaps he'd add another later, but that was yet to be determined.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was swooning. Her words were truthful though, Ozzy truly was killing her. Each and every movement of his tongue against her pearl was absolutely maddening. Even so, she didn't wish for him to stop, and he didn't. No he continued on that path, even as she moaned looking down her own body and watching him work. Ah, but what was this? He went about changing his tactics, no longer was just his mouth at work, no, she felt the press of fingers into her sex. He really liked to stimulate her in strange ways. She thought this was an interesting turn when he did it the first time, but as one finger and then two gently pulsed in and out of her depths, the combined set of sensations was too much to bear. "It's too good, Ozzy I can't take anymore~" she moaned, and her body tensed around his fingers. Extra nectar leaked from her core and she found divine relaxation. Her head didn't turn back but her eyes did so briefly flutter to a close. This man was her undoing, her legs felt like jelly after a moment and if not for her hold on his head and an arm against the shower wall she likely would have collapsed under the lack of pressure. Every time this man acted for her, he did strange things to her body and she enjoyed them immensely. Why did she do this to herself? Why was this man so good at manipulating her body? She might never know, but she'd have a good time.

[Bloodedge]

An acceptable outcome, it seemed. A single finger appeared to be doing the trick, and the joining of a second digit allowed Ozzy the sensation of a proper clench. A decision was made in that very moment, but it would be a bit of a wait yet. First came acknowledgement of Nikki claiming she couldn't take anymore of this treatment, which he took as yet another sign that he should continue. In response to that claim, he grinned, and stopped all movement... just briefly. Feeling a bit cheeky, Oliver spared just a moment of thought before his fore and middle fingers were slowly withdrawn. What then? Now was the time for reinsertion, albeit with the addition of his ring finger as well. Slowly but surely, he slid the trio of digits home while his tongue began gently flickering over that precious bud of nerves. By the time his fingers were all knuckle-deep in her person, he adopted the slightest of thrusting motions with his hand.

[Apollymi]

Nikki managed to communicate with Ozzy and he seemed to take her open ended direction pretty well. Even so, there was something happening here that she wasn't quite ready for. At the point where she would have reached true flourish, the first clinch felt satisfied by a pair of fingers. By the time that would have continued though her body was rather suddenly empty. Ah, he'd pulled back a bit... well that wasn't exactly a... "Aaaah!~" suddenly there was more pressure below her waist, more fingers buried within her person, thrusting ever so gently as her body aimed to tighten around them and claim them. Oh well, that was a thoroughly shocking surprise. She didn't hate it, quite the opposite in fact. Every time Nikki thought she had some sort of satisfaction she was given more than she'd even thought to ask for. An immediate tensing of her entire body happened while he pushed those three fingers within her person while teasing her nub with his tongue. And with that came the sweetest release thus far. All the while that hand buried in his hair seemed to tangle in his locks and her hips shifted just a tad forward. She rode the wave of her pleasure on his face until that numb tingling sensation would finally subside.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, sweet release. Oliver looked forward to this moment of ecstasy, almost as much as he anticipated something of a shared orgasm between them. This was enough for the time being─ those walls acting as if they meant to crush his fingers as the most melodic outcry he could ever think of reached his ear. The pull of his hair, the feeling of her crotch pressing more firmly against his face; these were points of great satisfaction for Ozzy. Actually, he wondered why he should bother relaxing now. Climax was obviously achieved by Nikki at the time, but what more could he cause? Those fingers of hers were curling to the best of their ability, considering the tight squeeze found within the lass, and the full force of his face pressed into her lips. His entire head became mobile to rub within her folds, his tongue spanning the entire length of her slit as this occurred. Since Nikki never implied a desire for him to stop, Ozzy was content to see this flourish through to the next one.

[Apollymi]

Ah, a sweet release and the tension completely left Nikki's body. Though that tight grip within herself stayed as did Ozzy's fingers. She was trying to let him go, to free him a bit, but it seemed he wouldn't be leaving his position just yet. No, he once again licked the entirety of her crevice from top to bottom, causing a small moan to escape her lips as she bit down on her plump bottom lip once more. She had thoughts, she couldn't or rather shouldn't keep allowing him to do this. He was spoiling her beyond reason... even so she couldn't resist the wiggling tongue within her folds and his now mobile face. "Ozzy!~" she moaned this lad's name with the intention of saying more, even as she found her hips shifting against him slightly. "You can't keep doing this to me~" she mentioned, though she still hadn't stopped herself from properly accepting his attentions.

Still beyond this she felt the start of an aching desire. She wanted him buried deep inside her body, reaching a depth never before reached. What kind of fantastical sex did she dream of having? Well the sort that immediately came to mind when she'd found herself sitting atop his manhood earlier. Even that bit on the table with its slow and graceful push seemed like a bit of a tease, a taste. But she currently wanted so much more, she could only be truly satisfied when she truly experienced all this man had to offer. She bit her bottom lip again while looking down having finally caught her breath just enough to voice her newest formed desire. "Please, I need you inside me~" oh, she was pleading, she really could take any more teasing. She liked the sensation of finishing around his manhood and wanted it again, rather she needed it. That first time wasn't enough and each one presented afterwards was blissful but felt like an edge shy of that. Well, she did tell him he'd have to take responsibilities for any obsessions she developed, this was one of them.

[Bloodedge]

A lick, a slurp, a three-fingered thrust... lather, rinse, repeat in no specific order. Ozzy had something of a pattern going, but at very nonspecific intervals, he would change things up. He could allow no comfort other than the comfort found in physical release, lest things go a bit stale on the other end. He also enjoyed the slight surprise on Nikki's face during the moments in which orgasm reached her more suddenly than other times. Ah, but she said he couldn't keep doing this, and this time... she seemed to mean it. Even as her hips ground against his face by her own doing, even as the tug of his hair continued and she endlessly dripped onto the lower half of his face in greater quantities than even the shower was managing, she meant those words this final time.

The time had come for an epic return to Nikki's nether, in proper fashion at that. Hearing this plea, Ozzy finally removed his mouth and fingers while licking his lips and grinning anew. "That so? I've half a mind to complain, don't I? Next time, no mercy," he said, arrogantly confirming their next session of his own accord. At this point, there wasn't a question in his mind that Nikki was en route to being hooked. Standing, he took hold of her thigh again, keeping that leg propped up by his own side. This rise of his would confirm the return of his erection, which had occurred some time ago in actuality. "Don't go begging now, though. Well... maybe do. Not gonna lie, that was kinda hot," he proclaimed as he took her by the wrist opposite of her lifted leg, pinning that arm against the shower wall. A bit of angling by his hips, and he was able to carefully guide his phallus to her adequately-moistened hole. There was no need for all the unnecessary prodding this time; no, he could easily begin pushing his way in. It may have required a bit of force, given his girth and all, but he'd always been rather conscious of this─ enough so that he remained gradual in his insertion. "But who am I kidding? Everything you do drives me mad~"

[Apollymi]

Everything Ozzy did was something which Nikki wanted to experience. By the time she was able to properly voice her desire for a change in position and act, she'd already seen bliss more times in a single session than she normally saw in a week with a steady boyfriend. Had her previous standards been too low or was Ozzy just way higher above expectation? The answer to that would come as the lad finally removed his face and fingers from her nether, causing Nikki to sigh before looking down at his grinning face. He licked his lips and she felt a deep throb within her person. Why was that attractive? Well, likely because of what he'd been doing seconds before that. His words also were something to appreciate. He wanted to complain about being stopped and with about as much arrogance as a single being could possess claimed that next time he'd show her no mercy. "Come off it, mate. That's the most enticing threat I've ever heard~" she mused seeming to truly consider that far from the worst outcome of such a scenario. Though she somehow felt if he did do such a thing, he'd watch her squirm in agony for much longer than her mind would be able to tolerate. Still, that didn't seem like a bad time, she was really going mad, wasn't she?

Well, even if she wasn't, those downward eyes of hers, would soon be taking in another sight. As Ozzy rose, her eyes didn't initially leading her to catch sight of his manhood which was erect once more with no prompting from her. Her eyes widened again even after knowing what it was like from the earlier bout. "Uh-huh... I wasn't begging. Definitely was just being polite~" she mentioned, seeming to shift her eyes away from such a behavior being called 'hot.' Not that she was seriously denying how her earlier words sounded, nor did she dislike that Ozzy liked it. They'd surprised even her after all, and she'd had the same thought that she hadn't really ever begged for anything before that moment. Still, her wrist was captured opposite of that leg he kept pretty high and once again, she was pinned against a surface. None of this was problematic for her, and she was once again given the full view of Ozzy's face. And then it began, that gentle push into her soaked nether. She gave a slow exhale as he forcefully but carefully began that entry. He was so thick, she groaned but there was nothing but pleasure painted across her face. What was more a look of gentle shock passed her face as he claimed everything she did drove him mad. "You really might be laying it on thick. I like it though~" she mused, he really did wonders for her ego. She hardly did anything other than exist and aside from flirting with him today doubted she should have made such an impression. Still, she could only believe him and enjoy the current tightness of his thrust. Goodness, she wondered if he'd still feel that way when she actually made more liberal attempts to impress him?

[Bloodedge]

"Good. Memorize it," he taunted. His words weren't meant as a threat, but they were meant to be enticing. Most of all, not even a single letter could be considered a lie. Next time he found himself tasting of her innocence, he'd see her removed from this realm of reality. Even now, the claim that she wasn't begging was... well, not entirely true. Sure, Ozzy may have misinterpreted things slightly, but only so. Next time, though. Next time, he wouldn't leave her much of a choice, and he would be without a shadow of a doubt that she was pleased more than otherwise possible before he made another move. Now though, he was at her beck and call, willing to do only as she requested without so much as a second thought. Did it matter what she demanded of him? No. This moment was far too important for Oliver's own future; he had to be capable of showing his... good side, as it were.

Oh, and show, he did. That pace of entry seemed to be doing its job in leaving Nikki with a pleasurable experience instead of any discomfort. He could see it in her face─ there was satisfaction. Frankly, Ozzy couldn't have been more satisfied with himself, that he was even remotely capable of performing such duties for her, of all people. How then, could he have been laying it on thick with his earlier words? She couldn't possibly know the depth of truth they reached. Instead, she would be made to know the depth she demanded of him, which Ozzy himself teased earlier in their discussion. A wall blocked his encroachment, and though it could very easily be breached, he chose to abstain for the moment. Yes, simply pressing against it would do as his forward momentum came to a halt. "I'm not laying it on any sort of way, honest. Scouts honor, even~" he spoke further.

[Apollymi]

She should memorize... the threat he'd just uttered to her? Hm, what had she gotten herself into? Nikki should have been way more fearful in the moment of the repercussions of enticing a man like Ozzy into the sorts of grandiose claims he kept making, but in the moment she could do nothing but appreciate and look forward to them. After all, if he was behaving in such a way at Nikki's behest, the lass could only wonder what he would do when actually left up to his own devices. That was something to look forward to, was it not? Oh no, when did Nikoleta Corbyn begin... thinking about moments of future tense with this man? The idea of doing so should have shocked her, made her rethink her behavior at least a little. But she was so far beyond rational at this point, she could have planned their wedding for the end of the week and she wouldn't have felt cross about it. Oh... they'd known each other only a few short hours, was this what infatuation was like?

Ah, well she wouldn't have much time to consider her potential infatuation. There were much more important things on the horizon like Ozzy himself. The man continued his push forward and eventually a small breath escaped Nikki. Such a push was enticing to say the least and nothing but pleasurable for its duration. She wondered if it would always be so satisfying. But strangely there was something... amiss. Or rather, different about the quality as a whole. She'd told him she wanted him as deep as he promised and shockingly he'd reached a depth within her that she hadn't know was possible. At the wall he met within her person, there was a gentle shock of sensation. A tingle if you will of pressure she hadn't known could properly exist. As if there was some boundary there that she didn't know of. Ah, but he had a sort of cushiony sensation to it. It didn't hurt. No, it felt... "Good." That wasn't really enough but her nether still pulsed a bit clenching down because of that added bit of friction. "Blimey, you weren't lying about that," she finally managed. She wanted to squirm, to break free, to call someone and explain the current predicament she found herself in. But she also wanted to just enjoy it, and by the time she looked properly into Ozzy's eyes again she couldn't help but be excited by the idea of progress. She leaned forward to lay her lips against his, but before this she'd say one last thing. "I'll take your honesty, and the rest, keep going~" she mused pressing her lips against his. Ah, a hot shower, hot pipe, and a depth she'd never known before. This couldn't go wrong for her, she literally couldn't lose.

[Bloodedge]

Why did Ozzy's movements come to an end as he reached the normal limits of depth? Simply put, he found himself caught in an adjustment period. All that extra time since they were in the sitting room let his excitement stabilize in the end; he could already tell this round would go quite differently compared to the previous. For her to claim he hadn't been lying earlier as well... may have been a bit early. There was a fair bit more space to be traveled, if he so chose to traverse the extra path ahead. That choice may be made later, or maybe it wouldn't. Perhaps he'd do so without thinking about it in the heat of a moment, though all that was merely forward thinking regardless. The time to move was upon him soon enough, as Nikki looked him in the eye and spoke the words herself. The rest, she said? Did she mean that in the literal sense? One could have assumed, but any thoughts or words he had were silenced by her lips just after she spoke. Well, there was only one thing to do now. No matter the case, Ozzy was going to meet that kiss with no less intensity than he had since their first moments together, and his body would be allowed to respond naturally. Stirring was the specific word used earlier by Nikki, if he remembered correctly. He'd go for that. Slow and steady, his girth was shifted within her, spreading itself throughout every millimeter of available space─ and then some. There was the answer to Ozzy's earlier curiosity; it wouldn't even be a matter of his choice. At this depth, it was only natural that a repeated press against that secondary entrance would result in the occasional hello to the space beyond. Oh well; the initial prod didn't seem to be much of an issue, so he didn't see much point in taking care to avoid such a thing.

[Apollymi]

Nikki hadn't been premature with her assumption. As a matter of experience she knew that none before this man had ever managed to give her this type of feeling. She was beginning to wonder by this experience if there was something wrong with her before now, to have attracted and entertained the types she did before this man? Well, that probably wasn't exactly fair, she was definitely letting Ozzy completely ruin her desire for others. He was overwriting her previous experiences in the moment and making her question her previous judgements. Oh well, either she made him up and he was perfect, or he was actually perfect and she needed to make sure he never went very far away from her. Either option was now acceptable for her.

Why? Because now along with the meeting of their lips, a gentle stirring of her insides had begun. It seemed that Ozzy hadn't lost any interest in their endeavors and was at the moment kissing her with just as much intensity as he had the first time. She couldn't help but be excited by that. Even so, she found herself moaning into the mouth she was currently captured by. What was more the occasional gracing of the barrier within her person by Ozzy's manhood didn't cause a painful reaction in the lass. No. Instead, every time it occurred a jolt of sensation caused her to tense ever so gently, her crevice turning to a vice grip for a few seconds each time before she relaxed soon after. Oh... this really was far too good to be let go. Each movement within her, pushed her closer and closer to supreme pleasure and the knowledge that nothing else would ever do. This man was ruining her and he didn't even know it.

[Bloodedge]

Undoubtedly short-lived would be the current pace taken by Oliver. For the time being, he was in something of an adjustment period for the second time this day. This one would end better, and thus would progress very, very differently. Perhaps the urges he felt were clear to Nikki all along. The way they kissed─ it was ravenous. Just the same, Ozzy's body constantly held onto a great tension, as if he needed to go for a sprint at a moment's notice. Well, it was something like that. He didn't need to run; he needed to thrust. How would he go about this? It all began with the release of her wrist, that hand of Oliver's finding its new place on Nikki's unoccupied thigh. One had already been lifted, and now was the time for the other's rise.

The way they'd been against the closed door earlier was lovely, but Ozzy felt he now needed that same positioning while within her. Yes, this elevation was indeed perfect for maintaining such depth while easily allowing a more forceful approach at her loins. Everything became such a simple matter of grinding with his hips to continue penetration, leaving Ozzy with more than enough ability to focus on her mouth with his own. Another breaching of walls was accompanied by the briefest withdraw of lips, during which Ozzy's breath escaped him... along with his tongue, which did not hesitate to demand entry into Nikki's mouth. It was all a bit sloppy, a bit erratic, but it seemed the hunger was outweighing whatever sense he was meant to have.

[Apollymi]

Ravenous had been the word of the day. Every meeting of lips, every movement of their bodies against each other, held a certain... friction. Even Nikki had been aware of this at least somewhere in the back of her mind. At the same time, she'd expected this aggression to evolve into something more forceful and violent but right just now, he seemed to be just the opposite. No... he hadn't forced this and made it painful. Plenty of time was given for adjustment, he even moved now like his aim was to devour her, but strangely not in a manner which implied violence.

Ah, but what came first in this action was the rise of her other leg by way of her unoccupied thigh. Strange though it was, they'd started their adventure in her room this way, and she'd had no complaints about it then and had fewer now. Actually, she'd probably imagined this very thing in the moment but it seemed too forward to her. But the idea of too forward of too... well anything, had long since disappeared. It was replaced instead by desire. She'd see this moment through and those gentle grinding pushes against the end of her by way of this advancement didn't seem to deter this idea at all. Even as it became more easily forceful, she didn't seem to mind, no pleasurable noises escaped her at every turn. And with him supporting the most of her weight and pinning her against the wall of the shower, she was allowed to simply feel and focus on it. Her arms made their way around his neck as they kissed and his demand for entry to her mouth was met by the thrashing of her own tongue against his once her lips parted. The gentlest sound escaped her, from a place deep within her torso. This was too good a sensation, her whole body was tensing around him, her core did the same at each grinding thrust. And those pushes at the end of her... seemed to push her closer and closer still to the edge. This depth was quite intense and she couldn't at all resist the tingling sensation which seemed to be overtaking her body. Sloppy and erratic as the movements of their mouths were, their bodies didn't have any kind of mismatch.

[Bloodedge]

Incredible. Strangely, Oliver was quite sure there was as much saliva ready to drip from the corner of his mouth than there was hot water running down his body. This was not the case, of course; it was simply the constant reapplication of oral fluids being swapped around as tongues thrashed into and between the mouths of these adolescents. Moans and gasps traveled between orifices just the same, echoing against the bathroom wall. Ah, there were even more echoes than their voices. In rhythm, every impalement below Nikki's waist resulted in the sound waves of every slick smack and squelch resonating through the bathroom. Ozzy seemed keen to use these audio cues as a beat, to which he would continue this... dance, as it were. All the while, he basked in the raw flavor of Nikki's mouth, only slightly tainted by the late aftertaste of the chips and ketchup of earlier. In finding this pattern, it seemed almost as if every squeeze of Nikki's womanhood was an effort to absorb his rod into it, limiting the extent of his withdrawal. This was... perfectly fine with Ozzy. If her body wished to ensnare him in such a way, perhaps her mind would follow suit; that was something he could certainly get behind. Ah, behind... that thought gave him another idea. He was having quite a few of those, constantly deciding something had to be done in the near future. The excitement never came to an end, and this newfound thrill soon showed itself in thrusts that were not at all aggressive, but... almost desperate in a way.

[Apollymi]

Their lips and tongue didn't seem to part for very long at all in these moments. And beyond that the feeling of wet muscles crashing against each other seemed to be alright by Nikki. Well, that wasn't exactly true, she enjoyed this. Every movement of their mouths was something she was deeply interested in. At the same time her body did indeed seem keen to absorb this man into her. She didn't need to be enthralled. She was already this, in her own way. She aimed to keep him, but the rhythm of his member as their bodies met in this way made her moan anew. Each breath she took seemed to be directly into Ozzy's mouth. He tasted good, he felt even better and she was on the verge of something grand.

Actually the movements of Ozzy's hips, and the depth of his penetration was more than enough to start that building sensation. But... that continued movement and the clinching of her own person was doing her in. Oh this was about to be glorious, any second now... she could feel it. Their mouths were still moving but the semi-constant pulsing of her nether was a sign she couldn't ignore either. Actually gripping his girth and feeling it slide against her end was more than enough. Between the movements of their tongues, the breaths associated with their moans, between the sounds associated with flesh slapping against flesh, there were words. Just a few gentle words spoken by Nikki to mark her coming climax, mostly due to the new desperation in Ozzy's movements. "Ozzy!~ If you move like that I'm done for... I'm..." she couldn't even finish the statement before that flourish was upon her. Her body tensing internally and externally. Tingles erupting all over her skin, gooseflesh appearing even amidst the warmth of this steamy shower and her own gentle moan which was a sound most melodic. Those desperate movements were noticed and accepted. This was so satisfying, how would she ever do this again... she couldn't... it had to be him from now on. Maybe he understood that?

[Bloodedge]

Amidst all that moaning, groaning, slipping and plapping, there were words to be shared with Oliver. She fancied his choice in movement, clearly─ an excellent realization, considering he didn't plan on stopping any time soon. Ah, but there was more. Specifically, Nikki's words were an announcement that never reached its conclusion due to... well, another form of 'conclusion' being reached by Nikoleta herself. Arms wrapped around his neck gained tension, and his groin was squeezed tightly enough to make further movement rather difficult for a time. Luckily enough, that angelic sound ringing in his ear at the time was enough to halt his movement at the end of his most recent thrust. A smile spread across his face; he couldn't stop it from doing so. Their lips were separated at the time, but Ozzy never retreated by more than a breath. As he huffed and caught his breath for a moment, he let his face casually brush against hers, lips just gently touching as that slightly smug demeanor escaped his maw once more. "Come off it; you're not near done yet," he said cheekily. "Tell me proper next time, eh? Don't go wordless on my account~" Ah, he could (and often did) listen to her talk all day, about everything or nothing. Now that she had such words to share, especially with him, he thirsted for every syllable she could possibly offer.

Of course, there was more. It was always the case that he could never get enough of seeing and hearing Nikoleta Corbyn, but now, he couldn't get enough of this feeling either. Not yet renewing his movements, he chose to adjust his grip. At this point, things were almost destined to intensify over time. Cheeks required spreading, so Oliver took one in each hand, grasping for dear life and seeming infinitely satisfied to be doing so. Well, it was certainly one way to keep holding her up. "Besides, you're in charge, aren't you? Better keep the lines open, else I regrettably give you something other than the best possible day~"

[Apollymi]

At the peak of her flourish, Nikki had the feeling of the movements of Ozzy come to an end. By the time she opened her eyes, he was looking at her, rather smugly that bit of his personality leaking through once more. Of course, she had no problem with this, in fact, she found that exact little smile to be one of the best ones to cross his face. She'd meant to tell him properly about that finish which encroached upon her, but it was hardly her fault that she hadn't been capable of it at the time. What was more, she was hardly able to be upset about it, given she got more cheeky commentary from Ozzy for her trouble, she'd forego telling him lots of things if he would continue speaking to her like that. "Blimey, I can't really argue when you say it like that~" she mused just as cheekily. Actually, her enjoying his words was rather interesting. Still they were speaking directly into each others faces. From this close she could see every detail of those golden eyes and the words he spoke hit her ears with a peculiar cadence and tone. This man was mesmerizing to her. Ever so gently she bit down on her bottom lip, he wanted to be informed properly next time... well she could try. Hell, right just now she was almost certain she'd do whatever he asked if he said it while looking at her like that.

"I can... ah... try. It's not like I meant to stop talking just then..." she admitted with a hint of bashfulness taking over her visage. She wasn't the sort of woman who didn't know exactly what it was she was looking for. She wasn't bad at communicating or anything like that... but this man, he really took it out of her. She could feel herself collapsing under the weight of his perfection. She needed to belong to him as much as he seemed to want her to, it was a weird realization to have while he parted her cheeks. She sharply inhaled at this change in grip and her womanhood seemed to clench gently at the thoughts running through her head. She could only do more, never do less. She was in charge was she? Hm, she wasn't so certain. "I don't know about that..." she said closing that breath worth of space between them, she kissed him again, sucking in his bottom lip before she spoke again. Her lips would softly press against his as one hand traveled the expanse of his back while the other buried itself in moist locks. "You're filling me and consuming me, Ozzy~" she mentioned in that same soft tone. "I don't think you have anything to give me but the best possible~" she mused. She couldn't limit this to the day, she didn't see it as just now. He was erasing her past, consuming her ideals and presenting her with so much more she could hardly hold it all. Her cup had been replaced and overrun and there was nothing left in it but Ozzy. "Keep giving it, yeah?"

[Bloodedge]

Couldn't argue, could she? Lies; she most certainly could argue anything she wanted. "You could. Bite your lip like that again, and you could probably argue me down to doing anything. The bloody hell is a limit anyway?" he joked... partially. There were many things he'd never done, but Ozzy couldn't really imagine telling this woman 'no' in any situation. Such notions would only become more factual in moments like the following, when Nikki took his bottom lip between hers. A subconscious sigh left him to creep its way along the woman's face as he throbbed within her. Did she think, even for a moment, that she was anything but the orchestrator here? Impossible. Ozzy was quite sure that if she requested he tongue-punch her rectum, he'd do so happily; there was no escaping the fact that she held unlimited power.

"That's the goal, innit? Best I've got, on-demand instant delivery. Free shipping as well, since it's you ordering~" he said. Right, he was instructed to keep it going, wasn't he? Another press of lips preceded any other movement, but did not transition naturally into acquiescence. Since she fancied her lip being bitten so much, he decided to do the honors for her this time. Oliver's teeth were tugging on that bottom lip as he lifted her by the rump, plunging upward into her undercarriage each time she was lowered again. He didn't quite move with reckless abandon or anything, but he just about crossed that threshold the same way he crossed one in a physical sense, more consistently than prior moments allowed. And so, the climb would begin anew toward greater metaphorical heights, greater literal depths, and a greater form of the best day Ozzy ever thought he'd experience.

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy if she merely bit down on her lip again like she had so recently, she could argue him down about anything? How strange. Nikki barely registered that habit of hers as something she was doing, it was simply a reaction to her thoughts and trying to gather them. If something she hadn't done on purpose could gain her so much favor, she was quite sure Ozzy would be truly at her mercy if she was trying actively to seduce him. Ah, well she had a lot of evidence supporting that, considering both of his physical reactions to having her take his lower lip into her mouth. It was just a little tease, still she couldn't stop her own reaction to that throbbing which made her tighten around him once more. "That's a lot of power to give a single girl, you sure I won't go mad with it?" she asked him in a somewhat joking manner. It was very much outside of her character to behave badly, she'd likely not use that information against him in anyway, well... not in anyway he'd find unpleasant. It wasn't as if she was a girl full of odd tastes or some strange need to take advantage of him. To be fair... as he was, he was already providing her everything she wanted. Anything after that was simply extra, maybe even extras she'd not thought of yet.

Ozzy apparently had the goal of doing all these crazy things to her. "That's so much, Ozzy~" she couldn't help but moan that sentence. Her lip was bitten again but this time by Ozzy's teeth, she couldn't help the gentle noise that fell from her maw. What was he doing to her? She obviously enjoyed that to some great extent. What was more he began moving once again, as she'd asked, diving deep into her body, meeting the end of whenever he moved her hips just right. Ah, he was in complete control of her body and she didn't mind at all. Her arms tightened around his neck as she held on to him. Her mouth eventually broke from his as she placed kisses along the side of his face into his neck. Once there she flicked her tongue over the spot where his neck met his collar bone, eventually coming to suck and gently bite at it. All the while she had but soft moans and softer words to offer. Praise, but whispered from a distance close to his ear. "Ozzy~ You're going to be the end of me~ You're spoiling me, you know?" she asked almost playfully but it was the truth. Every deep stroke, every kiss, and every shared word was ruining this lass for any other man who ever spoke to her. She'd never take romantic interest in another person again after this day. It was the best thing she'd ever thought... considering what Ozzy was like. Surely, he'd take responsibility for it, right?

[Bloodedge]

When next Nikki opened her mouth with the intention of producing words, what came from her was a question. Yes, it was clearly rhetorical. Yes, he was going to be answering anyway. At this point, keeping up some amount of conversation was about the only way to breathe without doing so directly into someone else's mouth. "Don't think I'd mind. You, mad with power over me? Sounds like a dream," he claimed. Indeed, it was a dream to think of a reality in which Nikoleta Corbyn flexing her ability to have him at her beck and call. He couldn't truly know how close to reality that was, so it was of course his duty to keep striving for the reality he desired.

And strive, he did. To say he was 'spoiling' Nikki was an understatement of what he planned to do. Giving her the world? No, that wouldn't be done. Such notions were pitifully unrealistic, but one could always fantasize... so he would offer a fantasy they could both live in, if things came to that. As for what was real, he'd deliver nothing short of his best effort in all regards. So long as she continued to accept, his 'best' would only become better. Now was a wonderful example of that. The efforts of Nikki's mouth against his neck and jaw belied an acceptance of his current work, so his hips responded with gusto. Between general vigor and the shower's heat, he could hardly tell what was making him sweat now. It didn't really matter; luckily all sweat was immediately rinsed off anyway. The steam, though─ maybe it was getting to his head as well, but did he mind at all? He certainly didn't seem to. As far as Ozzy was concerned, he was quickly developing an immunity to any madness that didn't stem from his obsession with Nikki.

[Apollymi]

Nikki's speech had indeed been rhetorical, even so it was answered by the man currently moving himself within her body. He made the rathe audacious claim that such an arrangement would be like a dream to him. A gentle moan escaped her, he had to know such offers made to her were going to be taken eventually. He had to realize by now that she was already preparing herself mentally to be his in a manner which was both exclusive and obsessive. "You keep saying things like that to me, Ozzy~" she teased him just a little. "It's like giving me permission... I'll really have to take it~" she finished that statement and it would seem playful. It might even seem like it was just banter, but Nikoleta Corbyn was far beyond general banter at this point. No, presently she was at full blown, taking this man for myself and not telling anyone about it, levels of crazed. He was her new favorite thing. An obsession she just discovered that she already didn't want anyone else to have.

It seemed her tongue and kisses granted her the ability to control Ozzy's movements a bit. At the very least, he responded to such actions with increased vigor on his part and that was... wonderful. Also it was terrible. Nikki could feel herself coming undone again, and it was all his fault. That constant knocking against the end of her, how was she supposed to hold this together? Her own body was turning against her, each stroke caused her to clinch and tighten before only a gentle bit of relaxation. But those intervals were coming closer together... she could feel that dreaded but happy tingle starting from the tips of her toes and spreading to her head. Her finger tips aching as she held on for all she could. "Ozzy, what are you doing to me?" there it went again. She'd eased back a tad to look into this man's face and found herself nibbling gently at her own bottom lip. This man absolutely had the nicest eyes she'd ever seen. "Like this... I can't resist. I'm cumming~" she got that one out at least. Well, considering how many they were deep it was about time she was actually able to say something. She supposed they weren't just sneaking up on her anymore. But how many more strokes did she have before it was upon her. Before her body tightened and those tingles branched over her entire body? Two. Yes, that sounded right. With two more strokes she couldn't stop herself from falling to this lad's motions, her eyes closing for just a moment. Extra slickness would find itself between her legs as her body relaxed from all that building tension, a gentle moan escaped from between her lips. He had to know he was making her crazy, it was so obvious.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy did keep saying such things, and he would continue to do so until his last breath. Even here and now, he existed in some phantasmal realm far flung from the real world. It had been less than two years since he even knew of Nikki, but he felt as if lifelong dreams were being realized over the course of this day. To think, he likely wouldn't have even come to the convention this week. Even with an outstanding offer of a five-star hotel suite, there were better things for him to be doing... until he learned who he could share a panel with. Lucky him, finding that out before a decision was made. "Haaa~ take it, and whatever else you fancy," he insisted between the heaves and sighs.

Sweet release encroached upon Nikoleta again, and Oliver once more relished in being the cause of it. This time around, that voice he always longed to hear managed to announce climax. Could Ozzy have been more elated? Surely not. What he could be, though, was more active. There was great purpose in his desire to hear those words from her, and it was all for the sake of contributing something... more. As that wave washed over the woman, and over Ozzy as well in a more literal sense, there was one thing he thought was worth doing. Movements alone had been embedding him deeply into her core, but as that orgasm began, he thought to purposely breach that final barrier within her, thrusting with utmost gusto and holding that forward position thereafter. Never did that grin fade from his face, even as he simultaneously forced his lips against Nikki's with enough vigor to press her head against the shower wall. If she had some issue with wetting her hair, he thought it was far too late to be concerned about that already.

[Apollymi]

Offers from Ozzy were so free, Nikki was finding it harder and harder not to become the crazed fangirl that was obviously inhabiting her mind. She could apparently take that permission and anything else she fancied. Well, he was on the list of things she fancied. Oliver Williams was at the top of the list of things she fancied right at the moment. She hoped he was aware, perhaps it would become more clear for him overtime. She couldn't imagine what this would have been like for her if she'd been stuck on this panel with anyone else. But right just now, she was happy it'd been him and not anyone else.

Right at the moment though, she was finding her climax and something else. She'd actually been able to announce it properly this time, and it seemed that Ozzy had more yet to offer her, this time he added extra depth, plunging past that barrier at her end on purpose. She moaned harder, finding herself pressed against the shower wall. She cared not about the state of her hair, she brought everything she needed to be ready by the time she would need to be seen again. Beyond all of that, there was a certain extra tension as that wave continued. How could she ever like anything after finishing like that? The pulsing of her nether didn't seem capable of stopping. What was more, Ozzy chose now to bring their lips together, he kissed her as she moaned this happy finish with this extended push into her core. "Aaaah, fuck me... I'm never going to recover... This is it. This is the dream. No one else will ever be enough," she mumbled once their mouths parted, and her body found some form of relaxation. Oliver Williams was everything after a stunt like that, she'd never even be able to understand another man speaking to her after this. They simply couldn't compare. Too many goods she had complete control over, nothing else would ever be satisfactory. He was stuck with her now... he had no idea how very stuck. Oh, she swore just now didn't she? That was rather rare...

[Bloodedge]

What an interesting occurrence. Ozzy had literally every reason to expect Nikki's orgasm, but no reason whatsoever to anticipate what would come from her mouth when their lips separated. The sentence alone was enough of a surprise, but was that a swear he heard? After watching every public video she'd ever uploaded, he couldn't say he knew that word was in her vocabulary. "Bloody hell," he mumbled, staring in awe while overtaken by the suddenness of it all. "I half thought you didn't have that sort of thing in you. Still, pretty fucking hot to hear that in your voice," he proclaimed. Lowering her once more onto her own two feet. Strangely though, he clearly wasn't satisfied with doing just that. Placing her down was enough to remove him from her nether, but that wouldn't suffice at all. As such, he placed her down facing the glass instead.

His place would be against her back now, as he leaned into her ear. He'd lick at, suck and nibble at the lobe, he'd blow, all while taking hold of her hips. Ah, and he would also complete his earlier clause. "If you ever fancy saying that to me again, I won't be very upset at all." These words passed Oliver's lips almost on a whisper, traveling directly into Nikki's ear while his manhood pressed into her sex from quite the different angle this time. Oh, he needed this feeling. To have the sensation of her rump against his pelvis as he dug his way into her was a treat and a half, even in his imagination. What would it be like when he knew this feeling physically, at his greatest depth and with a very different angle stroking against Nikki's inner walls? Finding out was, of course, a must.

[Apollymi]

Nikki had said a swear word. Her public persona didn't use them very much but every once in a while, one could tell that her formative years were spent in the company of her young adult sister. Whatever the case, Ozzy seemed to be astounded... but he didn't seem at all displeased. No. This man was in awe, he seemed to find it to be just another thing about her, that he liked. That was enticing, and embarrassing, and Nikki couldn't quite figure out why. "Blimey, " she muttered once more. Of course, he would say something like that. Ah, this man was truly adoring of her, in ways that she couldn't realize. She was lowered once more, placed on her feet facing the shower wall. Ah, he would do this... she supposed she had no problem with such a situation, though given the depth he could reach facing her, she was quite sure she was about to have her internal organs rearranged.

Ah, but he was already at her back, paying a strange amount of attention to her ear. A gentle exhale would happen and the lass couldn't help but moan. Why were her ears so sensitive? "Aaaah~" she moaned as he prodded her again from a whole new angle. Beyond all of that, it seemed that she was being told she could swear at him more if she felt like it, and he'd likely enjoy it. Her body unconsciously moved back against his manhood so pressed against her entrance. It was very likely he could slip in at the provocation. She couldn't really help it. "Well, they do slip out from time to time. I won't hold them back on purpose if you like~" she mentioned. She didn't go around swearing all the time, but if he didn't mind she wouldn't consciously change her speech pattern around him.

[Bloodedge]

In the aftermath of Nikki's accidental swear, she seemed adorably taken aback by the attention brought to it. It was understandable that such things slipped out from time to time. He, too, had a public persona that had to be a bit more politically correct than his casual self, but there were always those who didn't discard theirs so freely as Ozzy did. If she wasn't going to consciously hold herself back, all the better. Now that he'd reached this point after meeting Nikki, it wasn't the version of her he'd known for months upon months that he wished to see. Clarification of that fact came as he met the press of her rear with a very purposeful movement of his own hips. As expected, he did begin slipping right in. His left hand slid its way up her torso from its original place on her hip, while his right hand remained in place. "I would like. Don't show me Blue Lotus; show me Nikoleta. Loud or silent, shy or abrasive, I don't care how it comes out. Long as you're real, I'll love it," he said, meaning every word that passed his lips. There was a special note to be made about current context as well, and Ozzy thought that required a bit more attention than mere implications. That attention would be paid as he continued sliding his way home within her womanhood. "Don't go holding back on me, either; especially right now. Doesn't make a difference if you want to be intimate or just have a raw fuck, long as you want me to be doing it. Even if you wanna kick me to the curb when it's all done, it's more than a guy should be able to ask for, innit?"

[Apollymi]

Nikki was taken aback by this lad's words, but there were several reasons for that. Nikki was a pretty private person by her own nature, so most often people didn't really get to know her. She could count on one hand the number of people who understood her beyond what she presented outright. Ozzy would find himself counted among them with relative ease, over the course of this day, the idea of that was only more cemented by his follow up words. Ah, and they were delivered post a very enticing forward movement of his hips which was met by her own slightly backward flexing. Oh, this was going to be nice... Oh but not just from the standpoint of sex. Ozzy made the claim that he wished to know her, not just her public persona but her. He even said that regardless of what that her was like, he'd love it so long as she was real.

Nikki was given a moment of pause, her eyes widened and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. "That's..." she couldn't even speak on what that actually was. That level of acceptance was far too high, it was abnormal... she seriously couldn't let this man escape her. She had to have him... as completely as she could. He had more to say even, whatever she wanted in endeavors like this as well? "Really?!" she finally managed to question rhetorically, as her hips moved backward. "You're too much you know... I don't hate it at all though. I don't see myself kicking you to the curb ever..." she said with a playful little smirk. She looked over her left shoulder at him and gave a playful wink. "You're definitely making me crazy, and I'm inclined to let you keep doing that..." she mused playfully. "Actually, yeah... do exactly that. Go faster, drive me crazy... I'll let you~" she was already meeting his thrusts, she could go for a bit more... actually, there was that itch in the back of her mind again... the one that led her to rather impulsive decisions. Why not?

[Bloodedge]

Oh, the nerves Ozzy had been dealing with earlier were entirely gone by now. Nikki's every reaction was feeding into his confidence. He had her in tow now; all he had to ensure was that she was good and hooked, it seemed. She said she wouldn't be kicking him to the curb, but he wondered if even that was enough. No, his ego wouldn't tolerate that. He didn't really want her just accepting the fact that he threw himself at her constantly, never ridding herself of him. What he wanted was for this absolute addiction he suffered to be something mutual. Shared madness between the two, almost codependence as it were. Luckily enough, Nikki claimed she was inclined to be driven mad by him. Good; that was all part of the overall plan. Faster, she said─ so she was choosing the latter option for now then. Without a doubt, Oliver could and would acquiesce, and happily so. He began his assault against her core properly, haste building one thrust after another. "You'll let me drive you crazy? Huh," he said with a chortle. "Best thing I've heard yet. I fancy seeing your crazy side too~" With that, Ozzy did the one thing he always intended to do─ his best. His thrusts were stabilized only by the clasp on Nikki's hip, which felt as if it kept him grounded against the shower's slick floor. Even so, he hadn't a single withdrawal about this approach. She said faster, so faster he'd go, even if he had to continue speeding up until his stamina was expended.

[Apollymi]

Speaking of things which were unknown by most people. Ozzy was about to see something very rarely seen by anyone, it was invisible even in her bikini because of her massive amount of purple hair. Between Nikki's shoulder blades was the sign of her rebellious youth. A small line tattoo which was an open lotus blossom in stylized brushstrokes and in the middle a little bunny in the same style. The lines of the lotus were blue, and the rabbit was purple. Obviously this was designed by her at some early point in her life and it often went unseen. But since he was now ploughing away at her by her own request her hair had shifted enough for this little thing to be seen.

Oh, but she didn't have much time to consider what he might be seeing on her exposed back, she was much to engrossed in her hips meeting those thrusts increasing in speed. He really was good at doing what she asked. She was beginning to wonder why he was willing to go to such lengths, but she couldn't deny enjoying herself. Actually, how long had it been since she'd experienced something like this? Oh... she'd not had a shag in over a year... not had one of this quality, ever. "Yeah... I've been on a spiral since we met~" she mused about this craziness. He wanted to see her crazy side eh? "Say that now~" she teased. Of course she knew what her actual crazy was like... things like watching her pace around the same spot for an hour an half while she tried to get a design just right.

[Bloodedge]

Well, there was always one thing Oliver didn't expect, and it happened to be... anything previously unknown about Nikki. As dampened hair fell out of place to unveil her back, he saw something rather interesting. He wasn't aware she had a tattoo of any sort. The two things featured in that little display of art were undoubtedly symbolic of her chosen identity. Ah, but that was a distraction Ozzy couldn't mull over. Talk about a spiral; he was falling into an endless pit of madness since the moment Nikki showed even a sign of interest.

What would Nikki's 'crazy' side be like, he wondered. He wished to know her unseen vices and faults alike; everything from the most random source of pleasure, to the darkest source of anxiety. What if he could be the one to enforce the former, and fend off the latter? Time would tell, perhaps. Regardless of what future he was allowed to traverse, the important subject was the present. It just so happened that the 'present' in question involved slamming himself into the core of another person, whom he'd harbored an obsession for over the most important chunk of his life thus far. As for what she had to say, naturally Ozzy had yet another quip to offer in response. "I'll say it again. And again. Might say it thrice."

[Apollymi]

It was a strange thing to consider, but the girl known as Nikoleta was indeed full of randomly surprising things. A tattoo, swears, and a spiral into madness were likely the lesser end of all of the things which went beyond her public persona. But, it could be easily stated that she could reveal that much about herself in only a few short moments. Ozzy, given their current interactions was the most likely to find out. She did intend to keep him after all. Though that probably didn't describe well enough what she actually wanted. She fully intended to hold this man hostage and keep him from everyone else... no need to say that though... that would be legitimately crazy. No, instead she would concentrate on that legitimate pounding she was now receiving. And how delightful that was, each forward thrust met by a backward push... she could really get used to this. She didn't like this sort of thing all the time but... right just now she could appreciate it, considering the build up to this point.

Beyond that lovely feeling building in her torso, there were words which when spoken made her smile fairly widely. "Oh? Well, I definitely won't stop you~" the lass mused. If he truly wanted to get to know her, she definitely had no problem with showing him all of who she actually was. He'd already gotten past the basic test of not being a toxic gamer nor outright crazy. And he was an amazing lay... yeah, that was kind of important considering... Nikki couldn't find a single complaint within her body and what was more, only this man's praises were being offered even within her own mind. In appreciation of his work, the semi-constant pulse of her nether... she was really going to have this happen again. She truly wasn't in control of her own body and that should have been scary but instead it was... exhilarating.

[Bloodedge]

In and out, to and fro, there was no end in sight for Ozzy's repeated thrusting. He couldn't stop these movements, and he wouldn't bring himself to, as per Nikoleta's request. Actually, even if she wished for him to stop, he probably would have found great difficulty in doing so. Those echoes were back in full force, but the quality was quite different. Every time Ozzy pushed forward, his pelvis rammed into the comfort of Nikki's posterior, which almost seemed to feed into his bounce-back. Oh, there definitely wasn't any stopping at this point, nor even much slowing down. Every time he moved forward, Nikki's backside knocked him back. In the same breath, her canal seemed to be sucking him inward, lending to the overall ferocity of their ongoing session. As if he couldn't get enough already, these facts only made things more exciting. What was he to do besides add a thrill of his own?

One of Ozzy's hands had already snaked its way up Nikki's torso, so it continued moving to take her by the chin, tilting her head to the opposite side while Ozzy himself leaned inward to partake of her mouth once more. At the same time, his other hand abandoned her hip to slide its way between her legs, caressing her love bud as he thrusted away. At this point, poor Nikki was sure to be kept in place only by the glass ahead of her, what with Oliver's weight so brazenly pressed against her backside. Regardless, this new take seemed to allow him even more freedom when shifting.

[Apollymi]

The back and forth of their combined motions would soon be meeting some additions. Nikki herself already seemed to be leaning towards another proper finish, and it would only be hurried along by Ozzy's extra additions. To give credit where it was due, Ozzy was taller than Nikki with longer arms and more torso to work with, so he was soon using one such arm to tilt her head back towards him. And then once more they were kissing. Her own tongue would soon aim to slip forward into his mouth while she breathed heavily. Those backward movements of her hips continued, that wet suction of her nether continued and would only become more exhaustive. The other hand previously used just to hold her hip, was shifted between her legs. Once again, Nikki would know what it was to be dually stimulated. "Fuck... if you do it like that, I'll come undone," she moaned her observation.

Ozzy's girth moving in and out of her body with swiftness, while his fingers teased her pearl mercilessly. She'd done nothing to deserve this extra treatment, but she couldn't say she disliked it. Happy sounds and heated breaths escaped her between kisses, and the added stimulation had that knowing tingle in her limbs start up all over again. "Ozzy~ This is too much... I'll go mad," she whispered in his face. She was almost light-headed from this semi-constant heat. Ah, but a cooling sensation came as well. Her body was soon pressed against the glass of the shower. The slightly colder glass sent a shock through the sensitive portions of her body, her nipples were hard and suddenly confronted by that coldness. The softness of her breasts made circles as well. From the outside this passionate tryst would have likely looked a bit too vigorous, but she did nothing but enjoy it. Her hands were against the glass as well, each stroke of his manhood and movement of his fingers causing her hands to clench in response. The knuckles of those perfectly manicured fingers moved along the glass with a great deal of strain. She could barely feel it, no... that numbing tingle was upon her and she was bubbling over. Her thighs tightened a bit seeming to lock his hand in place. Extra slickening for his fingers would come as well. "OZZY!~" Yep, she couldn't get it all out this time either. just his name this time... but that was fine, right?

[Bloodedge]

There it was again─ that tongue which refused to grace the public ear. Oliver adored hearing such words for reasons he couldn't understand; perhaps due to being the cause for some lack of normal control. Of course, there was also the physical use of her tongue as he kissed her. Such an intrusion to his mouth demanded a proper retort, so Oliver grasped that tongue with his lips and sucked on it. If she was to go mad from all he did, he'd be making sure she didn't half-ass the trip to mental instability. Everything would be fine if they were both a pair of nutters, right? While Ozzy tasted the woman's tongue as if it were a popsicle, he held it between his teeth long enough to offer a rebuttal. "Go mad, lose your shit. We'll get you sorted either way," he said.

In one shining moment, Ozzy's fingers and phallus were all slicked in a way simple shower water could never manage. No, this was a proper lubricant of the natural variety, erupting from Nikki's loins as his name echoed through the bathroom in her voice. Indeed, there was a great deal of satisfaction regardless of the fact that she only managed limited speech. What that speech happened to be, was more than enough to leave Oliver swooning his way through one final thrust. "Oy, stay with me though," he added during the release of her tongue and the removal of his hand. Heated breaths were swapped to and fro, and though Ozzy may have seemed apt to allow Nikki some reprieve, he was taking a bit for himself when he stopped moving. That damn shower was failing to cool off at any point. He may have liked that about this hotel, but the steam was starting to get to him. "Feeling lightheaded by chance?" he wondered aloud.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy truly was too much in some instances. Right now, he was sending Nikki on a one way trip to some cataclysmic loss of self. She'd aimed to enter his mouth with her tongue and had it assaulted in return. He sucked on and bit it, in the most irresistible fashion. She really was going to end up crazy eventually. Perhaps one day it would be a thing she properly discussed with Ozzy, how very out of character he made her simply by being himself. Ah, what was more he managed a few words while holding her tongue hostage, they'd get her sorted, even if she went mad? That was a lovely thought, and strangely she felt it was very perfectly possible.

Still this leg of their journey would come to an end with one more mighty thrust from Ozzy. Perhaps only saying his name in that moment was truly fine. Whatever the case, he wanted her to say with him, which was also fine. She wasn't completely gone or anything though she admittedly felt a certain amount of weakness in her knees. Standing on jelly legs, leaning against the shower wall, with Ozzy still in her face and buried between her thighs was rather entrancing. Still, she was admittedly just a little light-headed. "Hm, yeah... a bit actually. Credit to the hotel though... that is a lot of hot water. Between the potentials of fainting and pruning though... might be time to get out of here~" she managed as that steadily paced beating of her heart aimed to return to something resembling normal. Ah, but that was sort of difficult wasn't it... what else would they do. How much could they possibly fit into one day? Why was she so mentally willing to find out? Well, those questions had a singular answer, tied directly to Ozzy.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy had to agree, personally, that the hotel they were in deserved a great deal of credit for having such a powerful water heating system in place. He supposed though, with all the jacuzzi tubs littered throughout the rooms and suites, they had to have enough hot water circulating to potentially fill them all at once. Whatever the case, it was best they get out of that water as soon as possible, lest they both expend all their bodily fluids and shrivel up in unison. Once he'd finally managed to catch his breath enough, Ozzy pulled himself away from Nikki... or at least, out of her for the moment. "Quite right. Wouldn't much mind a few seconds to breathe either," he admitted. At long last, the time had come to cut the waterflow. He took an additional few moments to let the excess steam naturally flow over the top of the shower; one wouldn't want a sudden rush of cold air in this situation. In the meantime, dripping bodies were left in contact as he embraced Nikki from the rear, kissing the side of her neck as opposed to her lips. "Right then, no water. So..."

He paused partially for dramatic effect, partially for the sake of collecting his thoughts as lips met Nikki's neck again. Those questions weren't tied to Ozzy at all, but were instead completely at Nikoleta's mercy, as the male himself was. If she chose to keep it in mind, he was at her beck and call in accordance with their earlier wager. "Next? Your wish is my command~"

[Apollymi]

This hotel was very nice, she'd have to make sure she sent a nice thank you to her coordinator. Hell, she might also have to thank Ferri-chan too, this whole day was spiraling into something she would never be able to forget. With this in mind, she was having a very good time, when the water finally came to a stop, Ozzy actually removed himself from her person and a small moan left her mouth. Ah, that was a strange sensation. She was pretty sure this man was going to be singularly responsible for changing all of her sexual preferences. That is to say, he was right now the only thing included in her list of sexual preferences, was Ozzy. Ah, and he'd been so godly. She was almost certain that she could never want anything more than she wanted him right now.

As he kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her, she felt it again. That itch in the back of her mind. Her heart was still pounding and those touches against her neck were making her swoon. She leaned her head away from him further exposing her neck and thinking. No more water, that was the truth since they were both practically on the verge of death even as steam rolled from the top of the shower. Ah, but he was still at her command, huh? She did have one more thing she wanted and that was to see him from below. How far below though... well that was currently what she was thinking about. Actually she knew... she knew if she let this man continue to reach the depths of her insides, she'd eventually find herself passed out. That was probably a thing that could actually happen here, he could definitely keep long stroking her like he was until she lost consciousness. With this in mind... she had something to say. "My wish? Hm, I did have one more thing I wanted... and I have finally decided which way I want it," she said with a chuckle. "Come on then... time to look up into that gorgeous face of yours~" she mused. She'd pull him towards the bedroom, there she'd have him... in a way that didn't involve her own penetration. He was such an interesting man, she wondered how he would react, oh well... time to find out.

[Bloodedge]

With more access granted to Nikki's neck, came more purpose in the assault on that space. It seemed he had a taste for her skin, and in fact, he did. His tongue emerged to trail its way up, saliva blending with water as it dragged slowly along. In the meantime, his grip became tighter still. He couldn't much keep his hands still either, being content to let one hand continue teasing her sex while they conversed. Oh, and what a conversation they were having, brief though it was. Nikki finally came to a decision regarding the final part of her list. Well, that was exciting, wasn't it? Ozzy couldn't keep the grin from his face, but before any words could escape him, he was being dragged along to her suite's bedroom. What was her idea? Ozzy was left wondering, but it didn't matter how she chose to look upon him in this case. Hell, even if her plan was to rest against his chest and leave them staring at each other for the rest of the day, he'd be having a grand time. Little did he know what she actually planned, but oh what a discovery it was going to be. Besides, the bedrooms in this place were immaculate. He almost regretted not beginning their encounter upon the massive bed now ahead of them... almost.

[Apollymi]

Nikki found herself very easily falling to the motions offered by Ozzy. Even as they just conversed in the shower he kept up his activities. He licked along her neck causing a small gasp to escape her and those magical fingers of his continued to tease her sex. It was literally like he couldn't get enough of her. That was an enticing thought, she found herself easily obsessed with him, possessing a desire to make him hers in a way she hadn't felt obligated to think in quite a long while. Moreover, his lack of judgement when it came to her, made her feel... adventurous, or at the very least open. She felt she could have asked him anything or done anything and he wouldn't have held a bad reaction in his soul.

Either way, they were soon to find out. She found this bedroom more than acceptable, which meant a lot given her own choice in career/hobby. This bedroom was one of the best she'd seen in any hotel in years, and given that she fully intended to enjoy it. She climbed in pulling Ozzy along as well, she'd have them take an interesting position. She'd have Ozzy leaning against the headboard lounging in bed. This man very interestingly was always apparently grinning, she wondered if that would remain the case for very long. She felt no real need to explain herself beyond this point at stayed at his fore kissing his lips ever so gently, this would last a few seconds before she began lashing out against him. A lick along his jawline, a gentle press of her lips against the hollow of his throat, a normal progression to his collar bones as she began to situate herself, between his legs. She traced a line with her tongue down his abdomen he was really muscular her tongue taking on water as she did, until she was face to face with the monster he kept normally within his pants. How very interesting. His man's member was giant such was a thing to be undertaken in her own teasing manner. She had to prepare after all... it wasn't everyday one tongue wrestled a monster. It would start ever so gently with a flick of her tongue over the tip of him. She seemed pretty comfortable where she was, which was 100 percent of the reason for the bed, now there was just a matter of the build up to her glory. All the while those purple eyes of hers flickered up so she could watch his face, particularly as she finally closed her mouth around the tip of him.

[Bloodedge]

Time spent wondering what Nikki had in store for him was not to be allowed, it seemed. No, Ozzy was pulled onto the bed, with Nikki joining. Strangely, he wasn't lying down or anything; he was instead guided until he was leaned against the headboard while Nikki found his lips again. Would she straddle him? That would be exciting. Alas, her plan was something very different. Her mouth moved away from his lips, teasing his jaw, neck, chest... and it didn't seem she would be stopping there. Oh... that was her intention! Poor Oliver couldn't believe it. Regardless of natural desire, he could never have assumed the one he idolized would be willingly making her way to his crotch with a clear intention of taking it into her mouth. Weren't people of her stature a bit more uptight than that? Well, he was left refreshingly surprised by the truth as Nikoleta's tongue continued making its way down his torso. His breath could never be stable this day, chest inflating and concaving with massive differentials as that moist muscle caressed his abdomen. By the time she reached his manhood with her efforts, his head was spinning all over again. "Bloody hell, you can't be serious."

Oliver couldn't wrap his head around this occurrence. One thing to never cross the rational mind, was being fellated by she who sat upon the highest podium in that mind's thoughts. As far as Ozzy was concerned, she was lowering herself to do so... but did this negatively affect his view of her? Just the opposite, in fact, for what was a queen who would not walk among the peasants? Perhaps that analogy was unbecoming of a situation which saw Nikoleta's tongue teasing his cock, but it was close enough. Nevertheless, there were soon lips enshrouding the tip of his member, while purple hues gazed up into his face. Oh, to see those eyes with that expression, and at that angle. Ozzy wasn't sure what would do him in first, between that upward glance and the actual sensation of soft lips gracing his tool. Whichever it was, he had nothing to meet it with but excitement.

[Apollymi]

On her descent, Nikki got to watch as Ozzy seemed to come to some sort of conclusion about what she was doing. It was an interesting thing to do, considering that the man seemed to be shocked by her actions. Well, shocked wasn't quite enough, he was awed. She supposed those with her outward personality type likely wouldn't have chosen these sorts of actions. A chuckle was what was heard from her in response to his obvious surprise. "Very serious~" she mused there was a teasing quality to her voice and a look of the same in her eyes.

That little light of deviousness in her eyes, would remain there for quite a while. Even as she took him into the tip of her mouth. Especially as she teased the tip of him with her tongue, what was more, she seemed to gain more and more comfort in what she was doing. Nikki was raised by a pretty open-minded individual. Given this, she'd always been taught to do what she liked. Experience had taught her, not to waste such things on just anyone, but since she enjoyed the action, and enjoyed Ozzy she knew she could do this for him and not feel slighted by the man in anyway. With that in mind progress was being steadily made, suction applied with her jaw as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. It really was a monster. She flicked the sides with her tongue, and teased him just to the depth that he would have triggered her gag reflex. Damn this man was massive, that would take a bit more preparation, maybe a few drinks. Whatever the case, she had no intention of giving up on the lad at all, and kept up her random views of his face to note any changes which should be made to her technique. Eventually she'd withdraw, if only to run her tongue down his length, right now... that was important to moistening the whole of it, while a single finger traced the tip of him. "You'll let me know what you actually like right, Ozzy?" she questioned in a most teasing way. Jaw exercise bit of a warm up and some teasing breaths to dance across his manhood, all while she worked to wet the whole of it.

[Bloodedge]

Regardless of what he expected upon waking up, Ozzy was destined to have one hell of a day. The stars had all aligned, and this was the result of cosmic intervention manifesting around him. Even so, he wouldn't be arguing against the universe if it wanted to intervene in his life this way. There was no questioning the fact that he was winning in this situation. Never should it have been possible to be so tense and relaxed in unison, yet here he was, feeling both at once.

Progress was gradually being made by Nikki. It was such a contrast to how they were only a few minutes ago. As opposed to the aggressive nature of their time spent in the shower, this all seemed so... sensual. Sure, it could have simply been due to a more careful approach being taken. Ozzy was no stranger to the fact that his endowment demanded more patience to utilize than most, but while that was almost always a reason, it didn't seem to be the sole reason here. This being an act decided upon via Nikki's own desire, notions of 'undertaking carefully' and 'undertaking with care' were not necessarily one and the same. It didn't seem like something Nikki tended to do as an obligation, or even something expected, regardless of any other factors. Since she first reached his manhood, he felt nothing but teased, and just enough that his arousal rose rather than declining. No, that wasn't right. Between every lick or suck, it was like taking the briefest step back, only to take a grand leap forward the next time contact was made. This was all preparatory─ slow, agonizing, exhilarating preparation. "Blimey, that'd be a right mouthful, wouldn't it? We'll be sat here all day if you want me making a list of things I like you doing," he admitted in full truth. "As you like though. Bloody tease and a half you are, and I don't half love that."

[Apollymi]

Nikki understood that her actions were teasing, but she was not simply doing it for the sake of preparation though that was indeed part of it. No, in addition to the need of preparation for any random deep amount of oral related penetration, she also wished to lavish strokes upon and tame that monster he kept in his pants. He was more than deserving of her attention in such matters, and she couldn't help but want to give to him, not as a matter of obligation but more like... claiming. Yes, she intended to fully claim this man here and now. Well, she also just enjoyed doing such things, and she felt a bit out of practice, though... it wasn't like anyone else could have prepared her for Ozzy. No... he was an experience unto himself, and she would appreciate that experience gloriously. She'd take care in how she treated him, simply because he deserved it.

While Nikki went about wetting the entirety of his phallus with her tongue and applied teasing movements of her fingers applied over his tip. Apparently he wasn't dissatisfied at all with the current level of her antics. His exact wording made her think it was likely she could do no wrong when it came to his manhood in this particular leg of their endeavor. It'd take him all day to list the things he liked her doing. "Hm, that's about a ringing endorsement, innit?" she mentioned as her tongue traced a gentle line around the base of his manhood before she drew it up again, this time replacing her finger at his tip, with a flat stroke of her tongue. Having succeeding in her wetting preparation, she'd be content to begin proper wordless work again though she did have something more to say. "Well, I'll take that then. Do let me know when you're ready though~" she said with a playful wink. And back to work she went. Ozzy's girth was something that needed a bit of preparation, but now that she had it, Nikki was content to begin sucking his manhood properly. Her cheeks would close in around it, and she'd begin moving her head back and forth, up and down rather slowly taking progressively more and more of him into her mouth. Gentle strokes of her tongue would play at its sides and back, when she pulled back she flickered over his tip only to take more. She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit, and reached a point of relaxation. Enough that those gentle brushes against her uvula didn't immediately instigate her desire to gag. She'd play with that a while, as her now unoccupied hand took care to begin a gentle caress of his sac.

[Bloodedge]

A ringing endorsement indeed. Ozzy could hardly manage anything else against the wiles of this woman, nor did he ever intend to. He hardly had much of a brain left already, if only partially due to the shock of this situation. Now that he thought about it, ringing endorsement was hardly a proper descriptor. She was literally grooming his manhood, even slathering it as if basting a turkey for later consumption. Talk about taming a monster; Ozzy himself was being tamed without fail! Moreover, she was free to claim him all she liked, in whatever way she liked, and it wouldn't be any different to him. This, however, was a treat he most certainly didn't deserve from the likes of her. If one were to ask Ozzy, he'd say his behavior toward Nikoleta was what should be expected of anyone caught in her divine presence. These past few moments placed him at the tome of the universe's hierarchy, certainly!

A brief pause came along with Nikki's words toward the young man, and those words were accompanied by a wink to insinuate the deeper meaning. She wanted to know when he was ready, did she? Oh, she'd know without a doubt. It wasn't as if he could expect to last too long after that shower of theirs, especially given the extent of his excitement. How was he even expected to hold out now that she properly had her mouth around him, even putting forth the extra effort of massaging his jewels as her movements intensified? She seemed so pleased with her own efforts, he could only be more thrilled by ongoing events. "Not much else I can do, luv," he said through labored breaths. "Don't think less of me if I try holding out against it though, eh?" A bit of banter, but he fully intended to make such an effort. Alas, Ozzy knew deep within that such a thing was an impossibility. As Nikki's hand caressed his sack, he could tell─ there was a tightness that heralded only one thing. Poor Oliver wasn't long for this world. Despite his best efforts, there would soon enough be hundreds of millions of children who'd never breathe life in this world.

[Apollymi]

Every movement of Nikki's mouth was precise and she was indeed enjoying herself. She would take a gander up at Ozzy's face when he spoke, it seemed he would at least let her know when he was ready to end which was a pleasant thought. Beyond this though, he claimed he would be trying to hold out against her motions. A gentle smirk would have come to her, if her mouth wasn't currently occupied. Words like that should be taken as a challenge right? Well, she couldn't fail to disappoint, nor could she fail to do as she intended. So, she kept her work up. Each movement of her head and mouth was already progressing further and further down. Within her mouth movements of her tongue were there to provide extra stimulation, but she was doing something specifically preparatory the entire time. She'd been teasing her own gag reflex bit by bit. She wasn't the type of woman who would claim to be the absolute best at this particular activity, but she worked at it a bit since she enjoyed it. There was a certain moment she was looking for, but she could only get it with a bit of extra prep time. A downward slurp, her mouth was filling with liquid but this was rather good. Given the looks passing Ozzy's face she was almost certain she was pretty close to her goal of servicing him this way. Of taming this monster into a bit more of a pet.

Such a thought was combined with an action as that last slurp took place and she continued to massage his family jewels with one hand, she aimed to let the tip of his manhood slip past both her gag reflex and the entrance of her throat. That gentle swallowing motion enough to just allow it, so long as she breathed from her nose and didn't panic. Ah, at least she'd finally gotten over that weird lurching feeling in her stomach... perhaps it was a matter of the quality of the encounter and her true willingness to perform it? A single moment of eye contact would ensue after and a wink before she pulled back naturally, though the suction of her jaws remained. She experienced no discomfort in that aspect and could let him remain mostly submerged in the warm depths between her lips until his time was upon him.

[Bloodedge]

For many months, Ozzy entertained the thought that Nikoleta Corbyn was the best thing that could ever happen to a man. Today, he did anything but rest within the confines of her mouth. There was no rest, no reprieve as he fought against that tingle in his loins. Evolving beyond moisture, sucking and lapping, there was an additional pressure at his tip while the majority of his shaft disappeared beyond her lips. Well, this was new. Experience dictated that there was meant to be some sort of fear reaction keeping anyone but some floozy from consuming that much of his member. Perhaps he'd been wrong on two counts. He was certainly wrong about Nikki being the best thing that could happen to a man. She wasn't; no, she was the most dangerous thing that could happen! His earlier words were taken as a challenge, and met with a wager he couldn't bet against. Even as she devoured his manhood, she had the gall to wink and arouse him further by doing so.

He wasn't going to survive this. Every slurp he heard was a bell tolling to signal the end of him, and every drop of saliva cascading down his length was another shovel filling his grave. "Fuck me, that just ain't fair," he commented, his head and back pressed firmly against the headboard while his eyes met that sensual upward gaze. Amidst all this wonderful agony, there was one truth: he was failing his attempt to hold out. "Fine, fine! Uncle? Mommy? What do I say that'll have you ease up? I've damn near had it here─" he said, heaving like a madman through every word.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy seemed to be in quite a state at the hands of Nikki. That was good, she'd been at his mercy for an extended period of time. Though she was certain he liked her as she was, she wanted to make sure... he understood that she was just as much into him as she could be in the current moments. She was having a grand time of it too, and to his credit, he did at least not look away at all. No those gorgeous golden eyes of his were wide open and staring down at her... this seemed more like a power play than a position of subservience. Well, maybe that had something to do with the man in question and less with the act itself? Whatever the case, that gentle wink got him speaking again, this time claiming that what was happening to him wasn't fair.

Outrageously, he went on to start speaking of her letting up on him. Ah, so it was about that time... well she knew that by the constant motion of her hands against his sack... all that was fine. Still she couldn't stop completely, lest they lose progress. She finally withdrew him from her mouth if only to speak, moving that hand against his still slick shaft and seeming quietly pleased with her efforts. "Mommy~ I can't say I've ever heard that word in reference to me. Though, if you're keen, I'm not bothered~" she mused. Her hand continued moving up the full length of his shaft just barely able to close around it, at the speed her mouth had taken there was no reason for him not to see the end this day, steady as it was, she was content to have him see his end at her hands after having made him make such a strangely mad plea.

[Bloodedge]

Power play. Yes, that was one way to put it. This was hardly an act of taming or claiming, but a preestablished victory only being further solidified by tyrannical policies being enforced. Oliver was given no amnesty. Even when her mouth finally abandoned his girth, her hand continued stroking away. If only she had stopped stimulation for a moment, perhaps he could have survived just a few minutes longer... but no. Nikoleta had a mission, it seemed, and he was the assassination target. Why did such a delicate hand have to be so stimulating with its graceful movements? Could he blame the moisture? Not entirely. Whatever was to take most of the blame, he was spent. Earlier this day, thousands of child lives were saved by Oliver's charity, and now, millions would be spent on a single woman. "I might be keen if you're gonna keep being like that. I─" A sudden hiccup in his clause accompanied the throb and subsequent clench of his tool. Tension filled his body, then left it in a moment as his sentence skipped ahead. "Bloody spent, fuck!" he growled. Well, that was the end of that─ he couldn't spare another second. It only took another second, actually, for the spillage of milt to begin. Four. In total, there would be four pulses, each causing a new splash of spunk shot directly through his tip. His every reflex demanded that his eyes close, or even roll back, but no─ he'd be damned if he stopped watching that beast of a woman for even a moment.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was in charge here, that much was very obvious. She was indeed on a mission, and it was one which satisfied her own desires and nothing more. Of course, her desire in this case, was directly related to the lad she currently had at her mercy but that was hardly worth the extra consideration. She could tell by looking at Oliver that he was near his own limit, try as he might to resist her. Though she'd released him of the tortures of her mouth she hadn't unhanded him in the least. What was more, he was claiming a keenness for his most recent reference for her, if she continued acting as she was currently. If she was being honest, she wasn't always this way... but she was pretty flexible in the way she handled situations and Ozzy seemed to give her a bit more bend than normal. So then what would come of it? He wouldn't truly finish what he had to say, instead, he was apparently finished. She felt within her hands a sudden tension and then a spillage began.

A grin crossed the lass' face as she took note of this, and one other thing. The man known as Oliver had managed to keep his eyes open that was different. Normally such a reaction caused a certain amount of relaxation in the individual, since he was still watching, she thought to reward him just a bit. She was still in line with his manhood so she couldn't really escape the spurts. One would of course land on her face, after that one though her mouth opened just a bit and she caught the remaining three in her mouth. Hm, spit or swallow? Well, a bit of everything maybe? She rolled it back off her tongue and allowed it to travel down his manhood soon after. He was watching after all. "Seems like you missed a sentence there, Ozzy~" she mused as if she hadn't done a thing. A taste of him in her mouth, a splash on her face and the rest for him, seemed like a pretty good end given what she'd been doing. Besides that... swallowing complete amounts took a certain amount of preparation... so she could offer something different and have that to look forward to later.

[Bloodedge]

What did he walk into since attending that damn convention? Nikki may as well have been a living manifestation of a ball and chain hanging from his cock, restricting his every movement. Her grip wasn't nearly the firmest he'd ever experienced, and it was definitely a far cry from the intensity with which Oliver handled himself. Even so, it was currently the most dangerous and ferocious hold of all time, in its own strange way. What could be greater? That question would soon be answered in the form of Nikki's actions. Four spurts occurred while he watched her intently, the first of which struck her face as one would expect. Just then, though, the impossible happened. Nikki's mouth opened, and in went all he had left to offer... or so he thought. Nikki let his spillage drip from her tongue, back onto its source. What was this? Not some simple decision to be rid of it, but instead to... make use of it? She certainly knew how to put on a show that would keep him throbbing, whatever the case. And, there it was again─ the constant rise and fall of his chest due to heavy breathing, as his body began to relax... only to be directly spited by the refusal of his groin to conform. "That's it, innit? It's not even a dream at this point; I've gone and died! Bloody hell, how'd you become perfect for everything?"

[Apollymi]

Right, here he was with a his manhood still throbbing but did he enjoy the show? Well, his own words would have her believe that the answer to that question was... Yes. He questioned how she became perfect for everything and even claimed that he was no longer just dreaming but in fact deceased. A grin crossed the girl's face in this moment, she'd spit the remained of his spunk back onto his manhood. There had been a purpose in this, aside from simply not trying to swallow it whole, and it would come up now. That hand of hers hadn't really stopped moving, the grip itself had slowed, but among the steady throb she wasn't very inclined to let him off the hook just yet. This was especially true because of his reaction. "I'm pretty sure you didn't die. I don't think I'd just let that happen without noticing... why don't I check though?" she questioned in a somewhat joking and rhetorical manner. What would she go on to do?

Well, the short answer was, her mouth would return to his manhood. She'd used his own juices to further lubricate it and aimed to pay a bit more service to him, after all... it was still throbbing. And she had to make sure it was good and tamed. Beyond that there was a certain... joy one could take from making a man so smooth even slightly flustered. And Nikki seemed to savor this newfound joy just a bit. She didn't mind the taste of this and had every intention of using her tongue within her mouth to swab the remainder away while the gentle pressure of her jaw was applied. Up and down her head gently went... one had to wonder if she'd end up simply cleaning up this mess, or if Ozzy would end up with more to offer. Either way was fine... but there was a certain amount of absolute victory that Nikki aimed to achieve here and she had a decent amount of confidence she'd have it.

[Bloodedge]

He lived? Impossible! This wasn't possible in human life; no one could simply receive more than they ever wanted in a single day. Even the little quip she offered in response was ridiculous! Check? But that could only mean... yes, she was going right back to it. That ever mobile hand was troublesome enough for the state of his mind and body, but the addition of tongue and lips was enough to send anyone overboard. Multiple jolts, both simultaneous and consecutive, shot through his entire body. So, this was how she intended to check his lifeforce─ by sending him to the hereafter. Ozzy almost wanted to cry out for mercy, to run away, anything to get away from this feeling of overstimulation... but he also wanted even more. The latter would be a mandate, considering current positioning, so all he could do was writhe in some strange mixture of overt pleasure and incredible agony. He tried his hardest to keep as much composure as possible, but the sheets beneath him could only be gripped so tightly. "A─!" An exhale became more of a heave as overstimulation did what it would always do. He could offer no warning, nor even a proper word, before a sudden secondary ejaculation. Of course, he didn't intend to let this happen while Nikoleta's lips were wrapped around his girth. In fact, he could hardly tell it was about to happen past the sensation of... well, it felt as if every nerve in his groin was being shocked in unison.

[Apollymi]

Overstimulation was about what Nikki was going for. Oliver Williams had done a bang up job, of offering Nikki way more than she ever intended to take from anyone. So, right in the moment, she decided she'd take a little more, and in doing so, give back such a feeling. She hadn't been certain of her ability to manage anything, at the very least, she figured it would provide an interesting visual and give her a chance to clean up the spillage she'd allowed back down his manhood. Just the same that thicker mixture of fluids was easily diluted this was and cleared off, considering she didn't mind the taste of it, but what came next was truly extra. It seemed that Ozzy wasn't quite as done as he claimed, a secondary flourish would come from the man and Nikki would find her mouth filled again as he had no time to warn her of this impending doom.

She took this in stride finishing up this particular bout and swallowing that down with what was left only to remove herself from his now cleaned manhood looking rather triumphant. Those large purple eyes of hers which in public presented nothing but innocence, seemed to have a bit of a devious light in them now. "See, you're definitely still alive~" she mentioned in a tone most teasing. Strangely, she felt rather good about what she had just done, perhaps she'd done a good job of properly communicating her shared interest in such a moment. And that itch in the back of her mind could be quelled in the moment.

[Bloodedge]

At the very least, this additional spillage didn't seem like much of an issue to Nikoleta. Actually, she seemed to take it as a victory as she gulped down the second load, along with what remained of the first. What had he done? Was this divine retribution? Yes, it had to be. Life itself was a lie; there was no way any of this could be reality. Nikki claimed it to be so while looking up at him with that first spurt of spunk still on her face, and he felt... strangely. It was such an incredible sight, almost like a brand of some sort, though it was almost troublesome to look at. Was he embarrassed? No, that wasn't quite it. He almost wanted to feel bad about it, but... he couldn't; Nikki had done that herself, very much on purpose it seemed. Before he could say a single thing, he raised a hand to point at his own face, as if to point out the splotch Nikki was wearing. "Right... still alive. This is life. You've got a err─" he said, seeming more than a bit abashed. How strange; that wasn't a normal sensation for him at all. Alas, it would be neither the first, nor last time Nikoleta Corbyn caused him to feel strangely... even just today.

[Apollymi]

The strangeness Ozzy might have felt in this situation was one unknown to Nikoleta herself. She was a different sort of individual. Not that she did the sorts of things she did today with Ozzy often or even with as much intensity. It was simply that she felt comfortable enough to be herself in a moment like that. Ah, he was talking again at least, and sheepishly pointed at this own face a hint about that little bit on her own face. "Oh? Right... slipped my mind for a second there," she mentioned with a cheeky smirk. Whatever the case, she also still needed to remove her waterproof make up and go for a brush... she had just swallowed two loads it wasn't like she wanted to taste spunk forever. Though in the case of this man she didn't actually mind. "Gimme a minute~" she mentioned heading back to the bathroom, she'd disappear for a few minutes and brush her teeth, remove what little make-up she wore in the form of those two red lines on her face and eye shadow and also get any remaining residue off her face. Yep all done, in just a few seconds. And just like that she was ready for a whatever really. Her own desires had been satisfied and she had no complaints. She was also fairly caring as an individual and assuming Ozzy didn't move she'd bring him back a warm wet wash cloth and a dry one. She was content and didn't want to completely ruin him over the course of a couple of hours. "Are you alright, Ozzy?" she asked the man quizzically while making her offering. How strange, she expected him to be a bit shocked... maybe just a little.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the things to slip one's mind, that little splash was not something Ozzy would have expected to do so. The only rational explanation was that she had actually gotten really into the task, and that... was incredible to think about. Ozzy was baffled, dumbfounded even. To believe all of this was real shouldn't have been possible, and yet, nothing could feel so realistic. Now that Ozzy had a moment to catch his breath and stop feeling everything in the world through his groin, everything seemed so incredibly normal. Nikki got up and sauntered her way into the bathroom as if she were having a casual brush after dinner, while Ozzy fought to keep hold of the world around him. Nevertheless, he got up soon after she did. They would meet halfway to the bathroom as the lass returned with towels and... a look he'd never seen before. "Bloody hell you're gorgeous without makeup," he blurted out, not so much as a second thought preceding his words as he stared endlessly into her face. She'd asked if he was alright, but he had no answer in mind after the shock of her very naked, yet flawless face. Whatever he could have said was long gone, replaced by the action of grabbing the back of her neck and forcing their lips together... yet again. What did he get up for again? Probably the bathroom. Oh well; it could wait a bit longer.

[Apollymi]

On her way to make an offering, Nikki was confronted by Ozzy once more. That was fine though her question still stood. But instead of an answer to that query she received a positive bit of feedback. That is to say, the man known as Oliver Williams was a fan of hers, but he'd not known her before their meeting today. Her Youtube channel was dedicated to image, so she upheld it a certain extent whenever she made videos. She kept up all aspects of things she was known for, including those two red lines and her flawlessly done eye shadow. This man had never seen her face as naked as it currently was and he was astounded. The sentence he blurted out made her smile and immediately seem a bit bashful. Regardless of what they'd just been up to, she couldn't really help but feel a bit bashful at the extra attention. "Blimey... I..." she didn't get to finish that sentence properly before Ozzy brought their mouths together again. Really?! He was so taken with her most basic appearance that he pulled her into another passionate kiss without hesitation or even thought past his previously blurted compliment. He was even holding her neck again, what could she do but sink into it? She very well didn't have it in herself to push him away from her... she was far too enthused by his antics to not want him, besides, she felt truly complimented in the moment and that in and of itself was rather, strange.

[Bloodedge]

A sentence was silenced, and in a singular moment, there was sweet revenge. Strange... revenge tasted a bit like mint. Oh, that just happened to be the flavor of Nikki's mouth, discovered by the intrusion of Ozzy's tongue. A simple hand holding her neck would not suffice, so he soon had the woman in a full, naked embrace. He could live inside her mouth while holding onto her form. It seemed his state of arousal had hardly even gone away, and could return in full force within a matter of moments. That much would likely be clear to Nikoleta as well, considering he'd pressed their fronts fully together. He didn't intend to linger for very long; he was going to have a brush himself. Even when retreating though, lips were parted... and his tongue remained in place long enough for his lips to return. There was no escape for the lad from Blackpool, nor was there any desire to be in any other situation. Some day, perhaps things would be different... perhaps he'd manage to make it to the bathroom before assaulting Nikki again. Well, that wasn't looking so likely at all in the moment. Was he complaining? No; that wasn't even possible.

[Apollymi]

Nikki had been silenced and she didn't mind it at all. What else covered this part of her day? Ozzy, attacking her mouth and circling her body into another embrace. What had she even done to deserve this kind of treatment? The answer in Nikki's own mind was nothing, but the man definitely wasn't at all dishonest about the amount of interest he had in her. She could tell... what with his tongue moving around in her mouth and that monster below his waist ready for the next round after so recently having been emptied twice back to back even. She could already feel it again, that strange little tingle in her lower body as her own arousal built, her breaths were coming faster now and her heart was beating even faster. She'd fought with that tongue in her mouth for quite a few seconds, even as Ozzy himself pulled back. His tongue remained and his lips came back. Nikki couldn't even speak... this was so very passionate. How was she supposed to carry on normally when he was like this? She couldn't do anything but meet the desire which was presented before her. He'd come here for something else right? Probably a trip to the loo... he definitely couldn't get this distracted by something as simple as her born visage. Still, there was something uniquely enticing about the fact that he did. This man did strange things to her ego, and she enjoyed it.

[Bloodedge]

Oh, it wasn't her ego that he intended to do strange things to; he sought to do strange things to every aspect of her life, and all of those things involved this sort of embrace at some point. There were so many more things he wished for, and not enough time in a human lifespan to do them all. If only there was a way to extend this life for thousands of years, and spend them all by her side. Ah, what a lovely dream he was having while their tongues wrestled. In spite of his arousal renewing itself, it wasn't at all Ozzy's plan to have another go at her... yet he couldn't pull away. What was he to do, then? He'd use his hold of her petite form to lift her, carrying her into the bathroom with him without letting their mouths part. Yes, that would suffice; he didn't have to be separated from her for very long at all then. Into the bathroom they went, and Ozzy reached out to turn the sink faucet before their lip contact broke for even a moment. "Sorry; can't go quitting you yet. You're sorted though, right? Let me know, else," he said, preparing to brush his teeth and presenting a legitimate question. Despite his nigh-full erection, he was already more than satisfied. He could easily lay with her for the duration of this week, perhaps even forever, but sex itself wasn't the focal point here. He had her company, and that was always well enough, regardless of what she wanted to do together.

[Apollymi]

Ah, he kept kissing her too... that was wonderful. She hadn't felt like someone was this into her, likely in her entire life. Whatever the case, he was soon lifted while their mouths still connected. Apparently, Ozzy wasn't quite done with her yet, and took to carrying her off with him. Almost like he couldn't take the few moments it would have been of separation. He continued to kiss her while turning on the water in the sink, and sitting her atop the same counter. He prepared to brush his teeth but not without leaving her winded and asking her a question with much legitimacy and intent behind it.

Nikoleta Corbyn was without a doubt sorted and managed to look at lad quizzically as he sat her down. It was strange to consider that he didn't just want to sleep with her, that he was truly apt to just hang out. Though she could also sleep with him for eternity, there didn't seem to be any real rush to do so constantly. A chuckle escaped her, beyond that as a girl she should probably be a bit careful, she still needed to be able to walk and taming a monster like the one Ozzy was endowed with, meant leaving a bit of time for recovery between bouts. Still she couldn't really believe the most gracious offer presented her. "Bloody hell, you can't actually just be this... good, you know?" she said to express her current level of surprise. Though she still meant to answer his question. "I'm definitely sorted...no worries. I haven't been so sorted in ever. " she said that last bit while seeming sheepish, though it was quite true. She hadn't been so satisfied by sex in the entirety of the time that she'd been doing it, from an objective standpoint. "I was bringing these for you..." she mentioned of the two washcloths. "So did you want to do something else for a while?" she asked in return. Nikoleta was a pretty honest lass, she was content just to hang out with him and get to know him, in addition to having a great use of that body of his for any extended period of time, like forever.

[Bloodedge]

Both a question, and Nikki, were on the table in a manner of speaking. Ozzy finally managed to let go of the lass, taking and unwrapping a spare toothbrush left for hotel guests as if he belonged in this room. A squirt of toothpaste, and the tool was shoved into his mouth to begin brushing away. It was during this time that Nikki offered her response to him, and interestingly enough... she turned down the sex. He couldn't be this 'good' huh? Seeming confused as he looked her way, mouth full of toothpaste foam, he voiced his curiosity. "Well I'm bloody lovestruck, ain't I? I'll be as good or bad as you like if it'll eventually end up with a ring on your finger," he said, once again in brutal honesty.

As he watched her and continued brushing, he took note of what she was holding. Oh... how lovely; she was going to bring him towels for a quick cleanup. She didn't have to do that; he should have been the one bringing her such commodities after that bout. "Oh, cheers. You didn't have to," he said while reaching out to take the pair. He'd make use of those after scrubbing out his mouth properly, but first was an offer from Nikki. "Depends on how long a while is for you. Being frank, I could just sit around and have a chinwag over tele all night. Pretty afraid I'm laying it on thick though. I really don't know when to bugger off, so don't go shying away from telling me to."

[Apollymi]

The level of comfort Ozzy seemed to have in her presence was absolutely astounding to Nikki, but perhaps she'd simply been interacting with the wrong people. Well, she knew this to some extent but it wasn't really a problem she was faced with knowing until she was caught in the whirlwind known as Oliver Williams. And this man really didn't know when to quit when it came to expressing himself about her. He claimed to be lovestruck and as such aiming for the most permanent binding they could have in their young lives. What an upfront thing to say, Nikki was genuinely shocked by the expression. "Blimey, that is like the fourth time today, someone's mentioned tying the knot, and I'm still surprised you'd just say that..." she stated. "Still, if that's what you're going for, you're definitely convincing..." it was like she was being shock trained. Though she had such interests herself, she couldn't rightly place them at all... if he kept mentioning it though, eventually she'd have no choice but to properly accept it as a real inevitability.

It seemed that he was a bit taken aback by her gentle little gesture. She hadn't even really meant anything by it. "I mean... I got up first," she stated with those large purple eyes of hers, trained on this lad. He was just brushing away at his teeth seeming to have a good time of it. She didn't care that he'd made himself at home in her space, to be honest... she felt really comfortable around him and didn't mind sharing it. Though that didn't really make much sense when one considered the very short amount of time they'd known each other. Still... she was staring at his features, listening to him talk, a strange light coming to those eyes of hers. He claimed in so many words that he wouldn't mind just chatting her up and watching television all night, but that he didn't want to overstay his welcome. "It's bloody impossible for you to lay it on thick enough for me to get rid of you. Besides, I wouldn't mind that at all, stay as long as you like. I'd like to get to know my biggest fan after all~" she mused happily. She was more than content to spend a night or a fortnight just chatting with the lad known as Oliver Williams.

[Bloodedge]

Was it, in truth, the fourth time marriage had been addressed between these two today? Oliver was surprised to hear the number was so low, considering how many fantasies about that very thing he had when Nikoleta was involved as a thought. At least he was being convincing about it; he didn't exactly intend to stop making such references so casually. "Of course it's what I'm going for. If I can get it to work out, that's the main objective, innit?" he replied, as if there was nothing at all crazed about such a reaction. With that, his brushing became a bit more focused; he seemed rather meticulous in his routine.

She'd gotten up first. According to Nikki, that was all it took for her to offer him a small kindness. She spoke it as a matter of fact, as if one should expect such simplicities to even be considered by others. Ozzy could have expected one of his good mates, or an existing girlfriend to think that way, but they'd only met this morning. For a moment, it felt as if they'd been enjoying each other's company for months, and that was... good. Better yet, Nikki seemed just as keen as Ozzy himself to just hang out all day, claiming he couldn't possibly be forward enough for her to kick him out. Stay as long as he'd like, she said. Well, maybe she wouldn't come to regret that statement. After filling his mouth with water from the sink, Ozzy gargled and spat, then laughed ever so nonchalantly. "Awesome; I'll move in then. That's one way to be something besides your biggest fan, eh?"

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy, his end goal was such a situation... marriage. In actuality, what he was claiming in so many words was the desire for an advanced relationship and all that came with it. It was strange to Nikki though, because to make such a claim meant he had put a lot of forethought into it. In her own experience men didn't simply agree to things like marriage with any woman they came across. They had to be certain of it in some way, but Ozzy made it sound like he'd always been certain. Even with them only having properly met hours ago, there was something strangely endearing about that as a thought. "Thinking like that from the beginning is crazy. I might be mental for thinking having such a clear cut goal is positive. But it really is... maybe it's just because I'm the topic of the goal... that's probably what makes it absolutely mental," she mused seeming to understand it. Whatever the case, she wouldn't actually stop him from spouting off about anything he felt like saying. If he wanted to marry her and planned to act accordingly, she couldn't object. She wondered how much he'd thought about that though. In her experience most didn't enjoy anything past the early dating phases, wanting to spread themselves around more than most women would be willing to allow for their own security. One would end up crazy if a man made claims like that and then cheated on them... she was absolutely certain of this.

Still as she watched him brush his teeth in the most meticulous fashion she'd ever born witness to, she realized that he took a great deal of care at least in aspects of himself. His teeth, his hair, that perfectly sculpted body of his... those things took an unreasonable amount of commitment. By associative logic commitment wasn't something feared by the man before her. As if to prove this line of thinking correct, she'd mentioned he could stay as long as he liked and his retort was... outrageous. Those purple eyes of hers widened and filled with light. A hearty laugh escaped her as she just shook her head. "Just wanna move right in? Blimey, you can't have a single bit of fear in ya'," she mentioned as if she was well and truly surprised by his outburst. She wasn't really though, there was something a bit comforting in knowing that sort of devotion seemed to be so readily available. "Did you think it through... I could be a bloody terrible roommate, you know?" she joked, only just a little. Of course, she didn't mind the company, but in truth the only person she properly lived with in most of her memory was her sister. Everyone else had only very brief stints in the private spaces belonging to Miss Nikoleta Corbyn.

[Bloodedge]

After his brush and rinse, Ozzy spent several moments leaning closer to the mirror. His pinkie finger hooked into his mouth, tugging his lips aside so he could inspect those pearly whites within. Excellent. All the while, he kept up the strangest conversation as if it were anything but. "Think that's a positive, do you? Helluva confession, that," he commented, taking the wet washcloth of the pair and using it to clean off his groin, right there at the bathroom sink. "That some Manchester way of upgrading from number one fan to boyfriend?"

At this point, Ozzy was well beyond fear as a motivating factor. With the expulsion of seed came a massive injection of confidence, all channeled from the look of satisfaction Nikki wore, directly into the core of Ozzy's being. He was victorious, he thought. The worst that could happen now was not a loss of progress, but instead a slower pace than whatever he was aiming for at the time. If that were the outcome, he couldn't complain at all. Just the same, it seemed Nikki's only complaint to the 'half' joke about him moving in, was how insane it was as a suggestion on Ozzy's end. "Oh come off it!" he countered, nearly aghast. "I've seen your flat. The biggest mess you even make is when you're really excited about a new bit you're throwing together. Too cute to even be cross about, that. Any bloke would be lucky just to shack up, I'd say."

[Apollymi]

Nikki found herself studying the mannerisms of Ozzy as he cleaned his mouth this day. A brush, a rinse, a gargle and an inspection? He was even actually visually checking on his teeth while they continued their very random conversation. That was interesting, she'd never actively watched someone do something like that... Oh, right. They were in the middle of a conversation most would consider strange. She'd mentioned aloud that she thought his convictions about the future were a positive and she would only affirm that now. "Definitely positive, weird but good," she mentioned with a curt nod to accompany the words. When asked if this was some strange way she chose to address his potential upgrade from fan to boyfriend, Nikki's eyes widened again. He couldn't really mean that right? Well, all evidence of the day said he did, but it was still pretty surreal. "I can't even ask if you mean that... I know you do. Boyfriend... I didn't know you'd just accept something like that~" Ah, but she never said she wouldn't give it. Nikki was pretty good at that, she'd not given a single negative bit of feedback to this man, and she'd already considered locking him up. But if one had a willing prisoner, were they even a prisoner anymore? That seemed like some moral quandary she didn't really need to explore.

Strangely enough, soon after that teasing bit of commentary, Ozzy himself made several more outrageous claims. Nikki couldn't help but have her eyes widen quite a bit as he noted that she couldn't be a bad roommate. He seemed to remember viewing her flat and the only mess to be found within it was when she was particularly excited about something. He was right, that was a habit of hers, but it wasn't exactly the only one she had. "Blimey..." she uttered, seeming to be a bit sheepish. Never before had the disarray of her creative moments been called cute. Nor had anyone just stuck up for her... even from herself to such an extent. "You really are way too much for my ego... I don't dislike it though," she said seeming to think it over a bit more. A properly supportive man had been on the list of things she was definitely looking for, and given his other... qualifications, she could hardly call his constant affirmations negative in anyway. Well aside from them being absolutely surprising every time he spoke them. At least they were alone, so no one would see how absolutely sheepish such compliments actually made her. "Just remember you said that, when I wake up at 4am wired and sketching new designs for no apparent reason~" she mentioned that as if it was a joke, but it'd happened before. Actually, it had happened a lot, such behavior used to freak out her sister, but that woman got used to it.

[Bloodedge]

"Weird but good, huh─" he murmured as the cleaning of his now half-erect member seemed to reach its conclusion. With all those bathroom duties taken care of, he tossed that pair of cloths and cracked his neck, rolling his shoulders as he unabashedly stared at the woman atop the counter again. "Not doing much to put me off at all, are you? I really will cling on you, you know?" Of course she knew. He couldn't have possibly made it more obvious by now that he would be doing that, and if it wasn't obvious yet, it would be crystal clear soon enough.

The time had come to move on from this bathroom. The two had come to an agreement of chatting up one another for the night, so he'd take it upon himself to lift her from the counter and return to the bedroom. She said he was too much for his ego, but she had no idea the reality of the situation. If Ozzy's title were to change, his already large ego would easily evolve to a god complex. "Don't even talk to me about ego. Say one sentence the right way, and I'll show you an ego nobody in the world could match. Then, when you're up and sketching at 4am, you can chat me up about all the ideas floating around in your head. Doesn't matter if they don't even make sense at the time; I'd rather hear it than waste my time dreaming~"

[Apollymi]

Ozzy repeated his understanding of Nikki's thoughts about him. She really did believe him to be a bit weird, but that was only because she was used to people being much worse. By this logic, he was very good and by her own account good for her. In fact, she hadn't found a single way currently, in which the man disappointed her, not in looks, not in behavior and definitely not in the bedroom. Such a thought was definitely one she had while watching him. He got himself cleaned off, cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders... and he did so while having eyes only for her. Such a thing was surely unheard of, this entire world couldn't create a being so very... perfect just for her. "It'd be bad to put off someone I've been thinking of holding hostage~" she said with a joking tone that she honestly didn't mean. She really was trying to figure out the negatives of keeping him around, scrutinizing him the way she did everything in her life, and she was finding no reason to back down at all. "I see no reason to discourage a guy who's mad about me, from clinging to me... when he's you," she mentioned in a haphazard way. Of course, such a thing would soon be ending with a startled noise.

"Eeep!" she was picked up again. He really kept doing this, she was sitting on the bathroom counter but she didn't have to be... she could have gotten down on her own, she could have walked even. But something about being carried around by this man was growing on her a bit. "You claimed you were the one to cling, but here I am... being picked up again... just hanging on~" she mentioned softly. "I don't dislike this though... that's probably a bit weird to say..." another one of those slightly ambiguous responses that was fairly positive. His words following that made the lass' eyes widen. "Bloody hell you can't be serious... no one is that supportive. You aren't discouraging me from thinking I made you up at all... you're like perfect, you know that?" she asked this man in all serious. He was perfectly made by his own words to suit her needs. A supportive, great-looking, well-endowed, kind, funny, fit man... with no real psychological issues, who was all about her. Well, as far as she could tell. Yeah, there was almost no way... but the idea that he was real kept her right on him, happily chatting with him, wanting to know more about him.

[Bloodedge]

And so, they would go forth without Nikki doing a thing to discourage the lad's extreme advances. This was something either wonderful, or absolutely moronic depending on any third party's outlook. To Ozzy, of course, it was brilliant! She wouldn't put him off, so she could only let him in. In due time, he'd take a lightyear from an inch, even if he had to spend a lifetime stretching that inch out. In the meantime, he'd have a bit of fun, stretch her out... etcetera. All manner of things could be done while she accepted him even just this much, and he'd take that in stride as he whisked her off into the bedroom. With such an adorable response to him doing so, Nikki was fit to make him do this sort of thing all the time, just to hear that little eep once more.

He thoroughly enjoyed that she could simply hang onto him the way she was doing. Nikki, too, had no qualms with this. According to Nikki herself, Ozzy was perfect. Well, yes. He was about as good as it got in most situations, though none of that ever mattered unless Nikoleta Corbyn thought highly of him as well. Since she did, he could do nothing but accept this as absolute truth. In one impossible situation, however, had had to actually disagree with the young woman. "I am that supportive. You checked your algorithms, didn't you? That's not even the half of it," he claimed. "I might be perfect. You know, I think I might be. Long as you say so, that's how it is." By the time his clause was spoken, Ozzy reached the bed at last. Down Nikki would go, in full glory unto the mattress. Ozzy took the time to crawl in over her, hovering overhead long enough to kiss her lips yet again. Indeed, it seemed he couldn't even resist when he was mere moments from relaxing in bed. Their shared nudity and his partial erection aside, though, he didn't at all seem keen to do anything more than what he was doing now.

[Apollymi]

In Nikki's most humble opinion, they both seemed to be quite comfortable. Hm, content? Yeah, that seemed like the better word choice given the level of ease they found when talking to each other, about practically nothing. Still, as much as she would have wanted to argue with the attention, she couldn't really bring herself to do so. She was indeed enjoying the amount of support and happiness that Ozzy managed to provide her with. Keeping him, wasn't really an option anymore, unless she found something terrible or egregious in his personality, she really couldn't bear the thought of legitimately parting with him already. Though... it was in her best interest to keep such thoughts to herself outside of the joking and light moments she mentioned them in. Crazy women were crazier than crazy men in some aspects after all.

Ozzy claimed that her algorithms were proof enough of his supportive nature. She couldn't help but laugh about that. "Not just those either. I got that picture of you on my phone now... you're pretty much single-handedly supporting my career at this point~" she mused. She'd come to that conclusion all on her own. She wondered what he got out of that. He'd only just met her today, but he'd been at such a behavior for long enough that he'd amassed a collection of her merchandise. Whatever the case, she was soon placed down upon this rather lush bed and... Ozzy hovered over her. "Hm, you really are perfect, for me at least. I'm still not convinced I didn't just make you up... it's jarring," she murmured softly. Her eyes shifted around his person with obvious interest, he really was great to look at. And seeing him like this, right just now... would have made her slightly regret that this wasn't the way she'd chosen to view him earlier. Ah, but there was always next time. Speaking of, his lips were pressing against hers again. She couldn't help but accept such a moment happily her heart thumping in her chest as her lips formed that meeting shape without the slightest hesitation. They were supposed to be relaxing and chatting. Even so, she found herself easily falling into his antics, such a thing would be both terrible and wonderful for her, depending on how sore she ended up from letting herself get too wound up by him. Though that might not be too bad, not considering he was willing to carry her about.

[Bloodedge]

An outside perspective would perhaps assume these two would be going at it again any moment now. Of course, Ozzy accepted this as a possibility, but such a thing was entirely up to Nikki at this point. Sure, he couldn't keep himself away, but there was so much he wanted to do in so little time. Aside from the things he'd learned about Nikki over so many months, there were so many things he wondered. What was her favorite meal? Did she have any vices hidden from the public? Hell, he'd even like to know how many sugars she took in her morning coffee. Actually, that last one was a solid idea; morning coffee. Did she even like coffee? Maybe she preferred tea, or even water in the morning. A check would have to be performed later. For now, their lips were locked anew, and he was to savor the experience all over again. Fleeting though it was compared to previous times today, Ozzy lingered against Nikki's lips for just under a minute before rolling onto the other side of the bed. In doing so however, he kept an arm slung around Nikki's midsection for the sake of turning her with him. They could face each other, their lips could meet again at any point, and they could converse. Oh, and while they were at it, Ozzy could finally address his gratuitous support of Nikoleta's career. "Well, I can support it directly if you fancy. No name drops or other forms of clout required, just helping along however you like, whenever."

[Apollymi]

Ah, they'd been kissing again for quite a bit, though admittedly it was quite chaste by comparison to their earlier shared antics. Eventually, it broke off and Ozzy rolled himself over her, he slung an arm over her midsection and rolled her along with him. This action given their mouth separation would cause something of an excited giggle or squeal to escape the purple haired lass. "Squee~ Hehehe!~" He really had a way of keeping her amused. And now here they were, laying side by side facing each other, not very far away at all. They were going to have a nice conversation. Ah, but what would they talk about?? It seemed the first thing on the list was apparently Ozzy stating he could support her career directly if she liked, and it wouldn't require her to do anything for him in return. Her eyes widened. "Blimey, that answers that..." she murmured. She took a moment to have a good look at him from this close. Looking at him like this, she couldn't discern anything resembling dishonesty from his person. How strange... not even the slightest hint that he didn't mean exactly what he was saying. "You really would too, for nothing. I mean... it seemed to be the case, given how much you appear all over my socials but I am really amazed. I haven't even seen as much of my stuff as you have~" she managed to sound a bit happy about it. Would she take advantage of that offer though... well maybe. There were a few ways she could utilize a man of his talents and looks. Though at the very bottom of her list was the idea of using him to spread her name about... she wasn't really concerned about that aspect of her business, so much. "Though that does make me wonder what actually interests you, not specifically about me but in general...." she started working towards an actual question while studying this lad's face. She had to figure out what made him tick, she needed to know at this point... "What does Oliver care about?" she asked honestly. Yes, she'd skipped a whole bunch of questions but those were related to more simple things. She could have found out random information at anytime and likely would, but getting to know this lad was much more important to Nikki's thoughts of the future than more trivial matters.

[Bloodedge]

After hours of getting to 'know' one another, the pair of adolescents would finally be getting to... actually know one another. Of course, that wouldn't come a moment before Nikki realized Ozzy didn't have a single lie to offer her. Yes, he would do whatever possible to help her dreams be realized, if only she desired his help for that purpose. No, he would not simply do it for nothing, on the other hand. That clarification had to be the next clause leaving Ozzy's mouth. "I wouldn't say for nothing. Flash me a bright smile if I've helped at all, and we'll call it square." Ah yes, that would suffice. A kingdom for a smile, as it were; that was a fair trade in Ozzy's mind.

He'd seen so much of her, knew so much more than many others who called themselves fans. Alas, never did he strike the radar of Blue Lotus until earlier today. What a sad tale it was, but for Oliver, it was a happy one. It may have taken almost two years, but at least he reached the recognition phase and... so far beyond in no time at all. Nikki now wanted information from him, regarding... him. In all the time they spent together today, Ozzy never even considered going on about himself... though it made sense, considering. What did interest him, other than Nikki? There was hardly anything coming to mind as he stared into her face, his own head comfortably resting atop the adjacent pillow. Oh! Yes, there were some things, weren't there? "It's mostly you, but I guess you want the more boring stuff, huh? I'm still at University. Lancaster might make an architect of me yet. Apart from that, I just fancy a good game with the lads on stream. We have a blast, round up some charity money and all that. It's a hoot, really. To be frank, there's not much else I can think of. What, you want my gym routine or sommat? Can't help noticing you've been looking~" he said, deciding to avoid a slightly awkward conclusion with a bit of cheeky commentary.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Nikki was both right and wrong about her interpretation of Ozzy's whims as they concerned her. He claimed he'd do whatever she asked as far as helping her out with her career but that he wouldn't exactly doing it for free. What then would he take as payment? There were plenty of potential answers, she'd heard several in her life... her least favorite being those trying to get themselves introduced to her sister. Or those who only wanted to talk with her to boost themselves and their social media presences. Ah, the payment Ozzy wanted already didn't include that last thing, she was certain his presence was a bit stronger than hers at present. No, what he wanted for helping her achieve her goals was... a bright smile? "REALLY?!" she seemed legitimately surprised. "Blimey, I really went and found him. Or he found me..." she mumbled to herself. Her eyes were still tracing over his form. This beautiful specimen of a man really only wanted her to smile? He wanted to see her happy? And he meant that from a legitimate place... he managed to say those words and they not sound empty, cheesy or patronizing?

What was beyond this? Hm, the answers to her question most recently asked. As she was held near this young man she watched him speak. Her eyes lingered around his lips as she watched him formulate the words that explained his life to her. Oliver was interested in Nikki, that much was a given. He was a student at Uni, actually studying architecture, that was interesting. He liked playing his games on stream with his boys. He had fun, raised money for charities. That was great, she wondered what sort of charities he did work for... she'd have to make sure to ask. And what was that last bit, his gym routine? "Well, I did say you look gorgeous... I'm not going to not look. What if inspiration strikes?" she questioned rhetorically. "And don't worry, I watch Bree videos when I am feeling a new workout... pretty sure yours would be a bit too intense for me," she mentioned. He really did look like he was carved from marble. He was truly great for her to look at, and she really wanted him to understand this. An interesting fact, Bree, was better known as Aubree Williams and she was a fitness model and the face of fitness models in the new era. She was also Oliver's younger sister.

[Bloodedge]

"Really really~" he replied, cheesy enough as it were. None could understand how much of a repayment that simple thing could be for Ozzy, but it was all he needed to get through the darkest day. A simple YouTube video upload had been enough for the past year of University Hell as some would call it, so he could only imagine the effects of the physical thing right before his eyes. Oh, and to think it could be shown with him in mind... perish the thought of there being anything better!

As for Ozzy's answer to the curiosities of Nikoleta, she had some rather flattering things to say. He couldn't ever manage to keep his eyes off her, so her gaze being returned was more than he could ever ask. "Inspiration, huh? Never would've thought of that as an idea. Inspiration for what though?" he wondered aloud. It was clear what she meant when those words were spoken, but an additional flirt here and there never hurt anyone... well, most times anyway. As for his workout routine, Nikki claimed she thought his regimen would be too intense for her. Oh, she didn't know the half of it... but there was more. Her own gym routine took inspiration from Bree─ he knew that name better than most, and in fact better than he knew the name Blue Lotus. Oliver paused, intermittently blinking with otherwise widened eyes. After several moments of silence, he burst into laughter. Hearing that was such a coincidence, he simply couldn't take it, despite his best effort. "Come off it; really? Bree? Aubree? That's brilliant! She's the only person I've ever been heavily invested in, apart from you. If you use her tips, the watered-down version I do should be a cakewalk. It's really half metabolism, my build─ honest."

[Apollymi]

A large smile came to Nikki's face. This man made her happy in the strangest ways. That sort of cheesy response she just got, was exactly the sort of thing she would have needed. She could have died from just such a response. "Well, if smiles are the currency of life... I am sure I could afford a few extra for you~" she mentioned knowing she'd have no problem being legitimately happy in this man's presence.

Whatever the case, their conversation progressed. It seemed that he wondered about the kind of inspiration that could be found from taking in his visage. "Again you're gorgeous, you definitely work as inspiration... I haven't made anything for actual men on purpose in ages. I really might need that sort of spark. Of course, inspiration comes from good surroundings. That is like the number one rule of design... or indulgence," the lass said managing a shrug. "You seem to do both to me, you'd have to ask in a moment to get a straight answer~" she mused happily. Looking at people she thought were attractive was the way Nikki designed things. A long time before now, she found herself designing things for her older sister, whom she thought was one of the most beautiful women she'd ever seen. Any other individual she found so striking was definitely someone she'd find herself designing entire wardrobes around. She could easily see the idea of Ozzy being something like that to her.

Her mention of a certain fitness model called Bree seemed to be one which struck accord. She was a pretty popular girl being absolutely flawless as far as Nikki was concerned. Bree was another who caught her eye for whatever reason. But it seemed that Ozzy knew of her as well. That was... interesting. Nikki looked at the man the cogs in her head turning already. There it was again, that gentle bite across her bottom lip as she was in deep thought about something, this time unrelated to sex. Ah, this was it wasn't it. He knew that name, and he was invested in her work as well. Competition? Or should she have been taking those work outs more seriously? Nikki was already at the point where she wasn't really willing to give this man up. She might have to fight some random fitness model for his affection later. Ugh, was she jealous? Did she have a right to be? What should she do? Nikki's head was swirling. Still, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down. She'd promised herself she wouldn't be crazy. Not being crazy involved not jumping to conclusions. As far as one like Oliver Williams was concerned, a bit of faith could be invested in this man's character. So, she should ask a question... but how to ask it without seeming psychotic? Honesty, probably would go a long way here... well not direct honesty but reasonable honesty.

"Absolutely! I might be a bit of a fan of hers. I think she's gorgeous. Actually she has been my muse for a while now. But bloody hell, I couldn't bring myself to reach out. I feel like there's no good way to say as a straight lass, that I really enjoy looking at her and would like her to model for me while I am on one of my 4am benders..." she said as if to not sound crazy. "Also, if half of that body is metabolism I am jealous..." she acknowledged fully. She'd gotten the short end of her own gene pool quite literally. "You don't seem the type to fully invest in someone random... why her?" she asked. Yeah... that wasn't crazy sounding right? She'd already admitted to enjoying the lass a fair bit too much as a woman who wasn't interested in her as a fan. And she had to know if she should be ready to be crazy later... that was only fair right?

[Bloodedge]

Interestingly enough, that little flirt of Ozzy's was answered on both planes. He was well aware that her designs for men were a bit lacking, and inspiration tended to be a factor in such things. He wouldn't have minded being a go-to for something like that. Hell, it was basically that sort of situation that landed them together on the convention panel today. As for indulgences, well... that was just another thing he could stand to be inspiration for all day. Many could have, and in fact, had presented such a clause to the male, but there would always be such an offer on Nikki's table... or anywhere she fancied. "I like both. Both is good. Let me know in the morning which it is, and we'll get it sorted~" he offered, simultaneously implying an overnight stay in this room instead of his own. From earlier segments of the conversation, he felt comfortable inferring as much. If things were any different, it would probably be best for the lad to stop getting so comfortable in Nikki's bedroom. Consciousness would leave him eventually, after all. . .

Their topic changed in the strangest way, and for the strangest reasons. They spoke not of themselves or each other, but instead about a shared interest in a certain fitness model. Well, perhaps shared interest wasn't necessarily right. Nikki saw the lass as a source of muse, something of an enigma even. Ozzy, however, saw her in a completely different light. "I'm sure you could get her to do it if you're upfront about it. She looks a bit unapproachable some times─ promise though, that's just the bitch face," he explained. Nikoleta had no reason to shy away from contact, especially not with one such as Aubree. "I could introduce you lot, if you like."

There was a question, and it came with the strangest preface. Oliver didn't seem the type to invest in someone random, and truly, he wasn't the type. His circle was relatively small in his own mind, contrary to the truth of it all, but everyone in it had been there for quite some time... or had very good reasons to be within. Aubree had the best reason of them all, and considering her random was an impossibility. "I don't do randomers at all, really. That's just support given out of love, innit? Can't get much better than that if you ask me." Ozzy spoke so casually, not having an inkling of what had been going on in Nikki's head just before. Aubree was his darling little sister, and as far as he was concerned, that couldn't have been more obvious. . .

[Apollymi]

Nikki found it hard to dress men lately... well it could be said that she'd found it hard for quite a while. But her male inspiration had been lacking for a long time. Her last male muse had been a boyfriend of hers, and as they grew further and further apart she felt less inclined to do anything for him. Whatever the case, now that Ozzy was here she could feel that gentle tugging at the side of her head. Her creative mind beginning to walk closer and closer towards designs of the male form. Those would only become more prevalent as she stared at him, and she really was doing so without even the slightest bit of shame. He really was offering himself for whatever form of inspiration Nikki had in mind, and that was crazy. She'd also told him he could stay as long as he liked and it seemed that this would be taken as fact considering his words. "Blimey, on demand. Just move right in... I probably won't be able to decide until the moods strike~" she said still flirting.

But ah, there was something eating away at the back of her head. And Ozzy was doing nothing to quell it. Well, that wasn't exactly it, he was fueling it, without intention. He was being so obtuse, but seemed to know a lot about the fitness model Bree... Aubree. He knew her name. He knew her habits... even claimed that the angry faced lass would likely do as Nikki asked if she was upfront about her demands. He even claimed to be capable of introducing him. What a dream! Wait. No. Not a dream... how did he know her?! This was eating away at Nikki. She wasn't jealous not innately. But she'd already settled on the idea of this man, he was gorgeous she wasn't up for competition of any sort. She'd let herself be fooled. Lulled into a false sense of security... even so, the part of her that was absolutely a fan of the lass really wanted to meet her. What a strange amount of problem she was having currently. "Well, I'm not the type to not be clear. And I don't think she looks unapproachable... it just seems like an odd request. Out of context I would think some girl mad if she asked me something like that ever," she managed. She was still biting at that bottom lip of hers.

Maybe she should give this a chance. Right? There was no saying Ozzy was interested in this girl at all. Maybe they were old friends... that happened. Ah, but then his words kept coming and Nikki's eyes widened. He supported her out of love. He loved her!? What was she supposed to do about that?! Ugh, this was going to drive her mad. Was he being purposefully obtuse? Was this now the problem? No... no, she had to calm down... yes. Calm Nikki, straight forward Nikki. Nikki didn't play these sorts of games. She was direct in her questions, she was capable of plucking her own suspicions and keeping herself from becoming a crazy girl in public. She was smooth and calm and collected and only slightly managed to be ruffled by anything. Perhaps her problem was, she'd already settled on this guy in her head... and he seemed way too perfect to let slip away from her? Yeah, that was probably it, she just needed to talk this out... like a rational adult. Not some dickmatized teen. Yep, she could do this. "Bloody hell, alright. I'm gonna do this then..." she said softly affirming herself. "Promise, I'm not mental or anything, but how do you know her? It's too open-ended... I can't make heads or tails of it," she finally just asked. Yep. Crazy... she was mad.

[Bloodedge]

"As always. Promise I'm not very picky about time either, so be all whimsical about it if it suits you," the male spoke further. He was strangely excited just to find out what sort of inspiration he worked as first; he'd have to be mindful to show his good side regardless. Ah, perhaps he'd eventually have to tell his sister the same thing. What would that meeting be like? If Ozzy kept getting what he wanted out of this interaction, it would eventually be impossible for Nikki and Aubree to avoid meeting one another. As for the type of approach Nikki had in mind, he didn't think it very strange at all. Since she didn't find Aubree unapproachable, that was pretty much the whole of it. Any awkwardness to the meeting was taken care of already, just with the simple fact that Ozzy thought they could get along. "She can put up with me; that sort of request won't be much of anything. I'd get her on mobile for you right now, but I think she's doing a thing by this hour."

That constant biting of Nikki's lip had not slipped past Ozzy at all. It was almost a normal thing by now, but it had been happening quite frequently over the past minute or so. His eyes were drawn to the action, his desire triggered by it... but he couldn't just act on that. Besides, there was something else about how prevalent it was now. One could almost say something was amiss, and in fact, something was. It wasn't until Nikki offered a sudden interjection to their conversation that Ozzy realized what was strange here, and even when he did, it hardly registered as what it really was. His brows rose; he hadn't even thought to share his connection with the one called Aubree. "Well I'd be quite shit as a brother if I didn't know her, wouldn't I?" he asked, seeming quite surprised that this was even a topic.

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy he wasn't at all picky about the time. That was probably for the best, artist temperaments were all over the place. And Nikki considered herself no exception to such things. She could easily wake herself up out of a sound sleep, abandon a long term project to start on something new. Or see any random little thing and find herself immediately roaming into new lines of thought. "Right. I'll make sure then you get the full experience... crazy artist at work~" she mentioned seeming to be happy. Still there was something moving along in her mind and she wasn't quite fully settled on it yet.

Ozzy and Bree. He cared about that girl, obviously knew her... ah and he was obsessed with Nikki. Yeah, she couldn't live up to any strange fantasies. And she'd already sold herself on him a bit too much to willingly let him go so she had to know. He even claimed he could call her right now for Nikki's brand of crazy inclusion. Apparently she was busy though. Was he some kind of friend-zoned childhood acquaintance? Was it going to be a problem if he popped up with an obvious girlfriend. No one wanted to be in the middle of that sort of thing either. Her mind was far too gone. While her mind kept going and going and going she'd finally managed to ask her question. Oh... he'd be a shit brother huh? Brother?! What.

"NO! NO WAY!" she exclaimed. Now she was looking at him again. Ah, she spent a lot more time than she was willing to admit watching Bree's videos but she'd still never seen the girl in person. She'd never gotten a good enough look at her to be certain of something. But she'd been questioning her own sexuality since laying eyes on the girl. So... she was now staring at Ozzy. Her mind doing artists things, softening the lines of his face. Darkening his hair a bit, extending it. Oh, she'd add red eye liner too in her head, that was the difference wasn't it? Her eyes widened at that very moment. How had she been so blind?! "Blimey, I'm blind. Bloody ridiculous... I might have to visit a doctor about that..." she said looking at the man for a few more seconds. "That's really not fair you're both bloody gorgeous!~ Too gorgeous...." she commented. Oh, now she really was staring, it was hard to stop. How had she not noticed that the object of her mental inspiration and the male counterpart of it were related? "Bloody hell it really isn't fair. I haven't seen two people who were related and both looked so good since the Sakurai Twins. It's unfathomable... It's it's its..." there was a pause from the young woman as she tried to find the right words and gave up immediately. "It's fucking rude is what it is..." she finally got it all out. She'd been absolutely crazy for no reason at all. But... well, now she was simply upset to have never come across this lad while perusing the videos uploaded by Bree.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, the gears were turning; that much was now obvious even to Ozzy. Something had been going on in the mind of Nikoleta, and apparently, it involved a lack of realization that Oliver and Aubree were siblings. In thinking about that, though, the short series of questions had to come from a very specific mindset─ one which further shocked the male when he considered it. "That wasn't obvious?" he wondered aloud. More importantly, why was she so clearly curious about his knowledge of Bree's career, if it wasn't clear they were related? The realization brought a grin of amusement to Ozzy's face. "Bloody hell, were you just jealous?!" he asked. His voice elevated quickly, but he was not at all aggravated─ he was actually beyond flattered by the idea. Nikoleta Corbyn, jealous of the idea that he had interest in another woman... what could he be, other than infinitely pleased?

Maybe she wasn't jealous, or maybe he was very, very correct in thinking she was. Either way, Nikki took issue with another matter─ that being the apparent rating of his immediate family on the attractiveness scale. To that, Ozzy had the nerve to be a it aghast. "Oh hush, you can't be cross about that sort of thing while looking the way you do! That has to be genetic, or God is real and nobody born after you hit puberty is allowed to look better than E.T. How rude are you being, cursing everyone born in the last half a decade to a lack of hotness because you had to suck it all up!" he jested, going so far as to strike the woman's nose with the tip of his forefinger while addressing her.

[Apollymi]

"Of course it wasn't obvious!" Nikki replied. How could he think that was obvious. "Well, I mean... I can see it now. I couldn't before," she admitted softly. That being said, she was relieved. She'd not been innately jealous, but the fear of missing out on this man because he was obsessed with some other girl was something she wouldn't have been able to deal with. At the same time, she was affirming herself better, she couldn't have allowed the compromise that would have let her, adore him while knowing he wanted someone else... that would likely sound crazy. Was she jealous though, he seemed to be excited about the prospect but didn't take the potential of that news negatively. "I mean... well sort of, it's a bit more complicated than that," she offered with honesty. Would she be inclined to explain what it was that made it more complicated? Well, maybe but only if he was actually curious, she didn't figure anyone would be interested in the manic workings of her brain. So, she could potentially leave it at that.

Still, she seemed to be abashed, and the current state of shyness would only become pure fluster as she was given a string of rant-like compliments from Ozzy himself. Though this was likely connected to her own curse having to do with his lineage being so good looking, his words made her eyes widen. She wanted to shrink in and cover her face and she did at least partially. How could she face him when he so clearly had such a high opinion of her. She was the cute sister, no one called her hot... like ever. "Ozzy! You can't say things like that..." she said she truly couldn't look at him right now. Well, that wasn't true, she was peeking just a bit, and managed to feel heat in her cheeks when that finger tapped against her nose. "Blimey, you actually believe that don't you... it's way too much," she wanted to die of embarrassment right now. Not only had she almost gone crazy, now she was being complimented well beyond what she was used to handling. It was genetic, she did look like her sister and apparently a bit like their mother, but she wasn't the same sort of attractive. Experience taught her that her looks were secondary, that she got the short end of that particular stick. And while she wasn't ugly, she definitely wasn't to be counted as anything other than cute. She could live with cute. She was molded by cute. Cute was the definition of her very being... Ozzy had such a high opinion of her and her head could feel like it was exploding.

[Bloodedge]

"Come off it, it's clear as day!" he insisted, laughing. "Unlike you, little missy, I just happened to share my dashing good looks with the next generation. Shame I couldn't spread the charm though, eh?" Oliver's spirits were high as ever. Of course, this was mostly due to the presence of Nikki, but there was a boost from his assumption of her jealousy. Interestingly enough, she admitted to that much... though with the added clause that there was more complexity to it than just a bout of jealousy. Naturally, Ozzy was interested; he really could listen to her ramble on about any and everything. "Sort of? Oh well; still brilliant. What makes it so complicated?" he wondered.

He couldn't say things like that. Who couldn't? One could easily assume Nikki had never spoken a phrase so incorrect in her life, as Ozzy would never be stopped from blurting out his thoughts about her. "Says you. I could go on all day, sing a song, preach my vows on a soapbox, the whole shebang! And yes, I believe it because it's all true. Give yourself some credit for being a bloody queen, won't you?" There was one goal Oliver Williams would always, always meet without hesitation: singing the praises of Nikoleta. The fact that she was officially flustered by him doing so without qualm, was simply the best bonus package one could acquire for the job of ego-boosting.

Oliver could keep neither eyes, nor hands off the woman. He was always staring at her, and now that they were at such a comfortable point in casual conversation, flirting, teasing and the like, his hand became mobile. Neither of them had gone under covers as of yet, leaving Nikki's body on display. Though his eyes never truly left her face, a wayward glance occurred every now and then. During a more recent instance of such glances, his hand came to rest atop that comfortable curve where her side met her hip. Ah, what a great spot it was; he could leave his hand there all day. Actually, he might wind up doing just that. Relaxed as this hold was, his fingers occasionally moved independently in the lightest of taps, almost as if they were daring to crawl along the woman's skin. "You don't think you're perfect, do you?"

[Apollymi]

More blushing and head turning from side to side. Yes, Nikki was fully aware that Ozzy and his younger sister looked alike. But she couldn't tell that in the previous moments. Nor could she properly admit that she'd likely been blinded by her own manic method of thinking. Whatever the case, Ozzy had a good-natured joke to share, in this case about passing along his good looks to his sibling, but maybe not his attitude. A chuckle came from Nikki in the moment and she managed to playfully pout. "Well, I'm the younger one. It's not really my place to pass along anything~" she mentioned. Whatever the case, it seemed that Ozzy had a bit more interest in the thoughts floating about in her head than anything else. He wanted to know what made her little about of 'jealousy' more complicated than normal. She could share that information because she felt comfortable, even so, she found herself scanning him a bit before averting her eyes for a moment. "Well, it's complicated because it isn't just being upset about attention or anything. I've been working on keeping up my boundaries and not falling prey to situations that are doom flags. Like... Blokes with overt attachments to female friends or female friends that are too attached to them. Big doom flag, that one. Nor the ones who are still obsessed with their exes. And then the biggest doom flag, blokes who want to meet my sister," she said with a shrug. "I didn't want to miss out because I had a doom flag triggered all late," she admitted. Yes, it wasn't actually jealousy, she was just invested enough already to not want to give him up just because he triggered one of her warning flags, though... admittedly triggering one of those would be one very good reason to step back. That didn't matter now though, she was quite comfortable. And given how he behaved she doubted he'd ever actually fall into any of those categories.

Oh and something else, Ozzy was apparently content to embarrass her by singing her praises. And would do without hesitation. Apparently at the same time he wished for the girl to give herself some credit for being a queen. "Hm, you're asking quite a lot of me. I'm pretty sure I introduced myself as a totally normal girl, remember? That's what I aim for, normal girl... " she mentioned. Still, the man singing her praises wasn't something she could resist at all. It seemed to come from such a genuine place, she was sure her ego had already grown massively since they met a few hours ago. The more time she spent with him, the more comfortable she felt, it was a strange thing for her to acknowledge. What else proved her comfort? Well, Ozzy's wandering hands seemed to be moving about her. He stared at her while having a hand move to rest near her hip. She could feel the lightest movements of his finger tips, but still she wouldn't pull away from it. No, she liked that he felt so comfortable touching her. Ah, well it seemed he was curious about one other thing... he apparently wondered over her perception of herself. "Bloody hell, of course I don't think I'm perfect. I know me..." she said in good humor. To be fair, Nikki didn't believe any random person should believe in their own perfection, that was mental.

[Bloodedge]

So, Nikki had an older sister. . . Interesting. Despite her elder sibling's widespread fame, Oliver hadn't a clue who the woman was. Well, that would be a point of interest in the future, but he was far too busy basking in this lass' presence at the moment. Besides, it seemed wanting to meet Nikki's sister was something of a red flag for her, given prior experiences. Ozzy did have an interest in meeting Nikki's sister just because it was her sister, but he wouldn't intentionally bring anything up that could cause her discomfort. "That makes sense, yeah. I don't think I've got any strong attachments to anyone but Bree and the lads. Well, I say lads... they're not all blokes, but I don't even know most of their genders. They're just the fam anyway. I don't think I'd mind meeting your sister or anything, but if that's a red flag, keep her the hell away from me," he said firmly. Yes, Oliver could disregard whatever person identified as Nikki's sister, if it kept this existing bond stable and growing, and... anything but dwindling.

Normalcy was underrated for one such as Nikki, at least in Ozzy's mind. "Right. Normal Nikki from Manchester," he repeated from earlier in their conversation. Despite that clause, he saw nothing resembling normal. Or rather, he did see it... and that was all part of the perfect image. When the norm claimed excellence, it was naught but arrogance. When the exceptional held themselves to normal standards, however, that was something to view as further excellence indeed. With that in mind, Nikki claiming that knowing herself was a reason she didn't think she was perfect, kept that light of perfection shining upon her in Ozzy's point of view. "Why can't you be both? A perfectly normal girl, too normal to call herself perfect, and too perfect to call herself anything but normal. There's no talking me down, you know? You're goddamn brilliant, and that's a fact!"

[Apollymi]

Nikki did indeed have an older sister, and men who claimed interest in Nikki wanting to meet her sister was indeed a doom flag. But that was simply because Nikki had been burned a lot by those types in her younger years. Of course, it'd become easier for Nikki to spot those sorts, as they got older they got a bit craftier about their interests. As such it was always a bit of a tell for someone to react about her sister in certain ways. In this very moment though, Ozzy's reaction was a very different one from the norm. Beyond that point, the man before her claimed to only have a real attachment to his younger sister, (which Nikki herself found fair given her attachment to her older sister) and his lads from the streams. Nikki was a firm believer in caring for ones fans, such a thing wasn't something which could upset her. "None of that sounds bad at all. Actually, it's all fair... Also, apart from considering interest in my sister to be a doom flag, I do absolutely adore her. She's my favorite role model and one of the only people in the world I look up to," she said of her own understanding and the knowledge of her family life. "Blimey, you really are something else. You didn't even flinch. Most people realize who my sister is and get just a little. . ." she started before looking at the lad her eyes widened in that moment. "Wait, wait wait... you have no idea who my sister is at all do you?!" she asked seemingly surprised by this revelation. Most people put that all together themselves. But this man had claimed he wanted to be no where near her sister if it would upset her. That wasn't the sort of thing anyone would say if they knew her sister was Veronica Corbyn. The... Veronica Corbyn. Nikki had been plagued the entirety of her growing phases, by people wanting to meet her big sister, girls and guys alike got close to her just to get near her sister. This lad had to have no idea who the other lass was at all. That was... Brilliant.

As they progressed it seemed they agreed. Or at least Ozzy remembered that she was 'Normal Nikki' from Manchester. Such was how she saw herself. But according to the godly man before her, she could be both perfect and normal. Nikki stared at this man in awe as he went on a tirade about this point, claiming at the very end that he couldn't be argued with, that he truly thought this way. A gentle bite to Nikki's bottom lip occurred in this moment. This man was absolutely terrible for her ego, but also great for it. "You sure about that major of yours? I'm starting to believe you're actually just a motivational speaker. Sent by the coordinator weren't you?~" she mentioned with a light and sarcastic tone. "Really, I don't think my ego is gonna survive all this inflation, what if my head explodes? You ever think of that?" she asked. Once again she felt highly embarrassed, but also really nice. What a strange mix of things. She felt like she should indeed be discouraging this kind of talk, but she liked it. "Still, I can't really hate it at all... you're terrible, but definitely perfect for me~" she mused, knowing she meant that. As it stood Ozzy couldn't be more perfect for her if she made him up. She had faith that she would have at least held back a bit on the compliments and ego-boosting commentary.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy could never abandon his stream chat, even though they were absolute trolls at times. Come to think of it, most of them were trolls he could get behind. He was quite sure Ferrichan, one of his moderators, did more work getting him to this bedroom today than he'd done himself. Ozzy still had to show that lad some major gratitude for his manipulative ways. As for his sister, Bree... they'd been through the worst of it, and stuck it out. Failing to support her would be a slight against his own past and the strength of their connection as shown by her for many years. As such, he knew where Nikki was coming from when she called her sister such an incredible role model. "I get what you mean. Bree's kept me grounded for years. Wouldn't be half what I am now, if she hadn't been such a cunt when we were kids," he said in good humor. Nikki went on to speak regarding how people normally reacted to her sister, only to leave her sentence unfinished upon realizing Ozzy had no clue who her sister was. "Uh... am I supposed to know who your sister is? I haven't the foggiest."

Never did Ozzy consider himself much of a motivational speaker. He was the oldest in a building full of many children, and was therefore the guiding figure for the lot of them for some years. He spoke on behalf of some social issues, raised awareness for his charities and all that, so he supposed he did have some ability to raise the minds. In Nikki's case, however, all he did was speak whatever came to his mind. Though that was always the case, he didn't give a second thought to whatever fell out of his face around her. "I've got no credit to take, luv. Honestly, I've just been opening my mouth with no filter this whole time. Besides, looks like your ego's doing fine so far. But if your head explodes, that'd probably make better fireworks than what you'll see anywhere else."

[Apollymi]

Ozzy standing behind his sister and his chat were both things that Nikki could appreciate. In fact she enjoyed that the man seemed to have a strong connection to his sister, according to him, the younger lass kept him grounded over the years, though he had a choice word to use to describe her. A chuckle fell from her mouth she couldn't help but find it funny. "Blimey, I thought I had some choice words for my sister over the years~" she mused. She understood the good humor of it all though. Sibling bonds were always a bit strange and two could be at each others throats one moment, but a united front against the world in the next. As for his lack of knowledge about her sister, Nikki couldn't help but find that even funnier. "Really?! That's brilliant," she said with a happy smile. "And yes, everyone... knows who my sister is. Does Veronica Corbyn as a name mean nothing to you?" she asked this question because it was really amazing to her. All her life, people had connected her to her elder sister, the famous lingerie model. The idea that someone didn't know who she was, it was simply amazing.

Ozzy apparently couldn't take credit for being overly nice and ego-boosting. According to him, he was only speaking without a filter, he even claimed if her head actually exploded the fireworks would be nice. "You really are just laying it on thick~" she mentioned with a casual roll of her eyes. Still, she didn't mind it, in fact, she took quite a bit of comfort in this random words of praise. "Don't let that stop you though... it's definitely growing on me~"

[Bloodedge]

The strange behavior of siblings was an enigma indeed, but everything Ozzy had to say about Aubree came from a place of truth as well. She really was quite the annoyance for several years, even if for the benefit of both siblings. When it was all said and done, Ozzy appreciated the attitude of his younger sister. Speaking of sisters though, Nikki's elder sibling remained a topic of interest for her. Veronica Corbyn, she said. Ozzy shuffled through his own mind, but to no avail. That name did roll off the tongue nicely, but he couldn't match it to a face. Maybe he'd seen it mentioned in chat a few times, or even... ah yes! "Hmm. I think that name pops up in chat a lot, from time to time. Most stuff gets glanced over and lost, though. I only wound up on your page because Felix wouldn't stop hounding me about knowing my perfect match," he admitted.

Oliver may have been laying it on just a bit thick. Alas, he'd never done so consciously. He was here to make a point, and he'd make it whenever he felt necessary... which happened to be every time it came to mind. Nikki had no complaints to speak of, so there was literally no stopping him from doing so in the end. "What are you on about? There wasn't any stopping me from the get-go," he proclaimed. With that said, he rolled onto his back. That hand upon Nikki's hip had to leave its place as a result, but a bit of forwardness led to Ozzy aiming to slip his other arm under the woman's neck. If he had his way, he'd see her pulled onto his chest while he continued speaking. "If it's growing on you so much, that boyfriend application is still at the office y'know~"

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy, the name of Veronica probably appeared in his chat, but it got glanced over and lost. He had no knowledge himself of the woman and claimed he only really ended up on her page at the insistence of his moderator Felix. That was interesting, she didn't expect the young man she'd met earlier in the day to have something to do so very much with her current situation, but she'd have to remember to offer him thanks in some form later. What was more Ozzy truly had know idea who her sister was, so she could have a decent bit of fun actually being able to introduce them. "Blimey, I never thought I'd actually meet someone who didn't know. This is a whole new kind of fun~" she said, there was a little bit of a devious glow in those eyes of hers. As if she'd thought of some huge joke and no one else would get to be privy to it for a while. "Besides, that means I can actually gush about how great she is to someone. I never get to do that..." she said softly. This was true, in her life experience thus far, she never got to be properly excited about explaining her older sister to people. She couldn't go around telling fans how awesome she was, and how much deeper she was than her public image.

Beyond this point, according to Ozzy, he couldn't be stopped from singing her praises or making her feel near deathly with embarrassment. "Oh. I see. Well if there's no stopping you anyways, I suppose I'll learn to accept it," she mentioned with a sideways glance. It was only after this moment that her positioning was changed due to the forwardness of Ozzy's behavior. An arm shift here a gentle pull there and Nikki found herself pulled into the young man's chest while he laid on his back. Ah, she couldn't resist something like that. Who said no to muscled cuddles post coitus? Nikki was not on the list... Soon after those words were spoken which caused her eyes to widen in minor shock. "Blimey, you really are direct you know? I should be shocked by this really... still, can't hate a man who says what's on his mind. I suppose I could put such an application under immediate review..." she said softly. Being up in this way, she was left hands free. What would she be doing with those hands of hers while laying on Ozzy's chest. Well, she'd be tracing the lines of his body ever so lightly with her finger tips. He really did seem to be carved out of stone. She was truly jealous that he managed such a physique. But at the same time she was happy to have it in front of her, he was without question her favorite person to look at.

[Bloodedge]

Strange though it was, Nikki was clearly excited that he didn't have the foggiest idea who her sister was. He could understand that from one perspective. The way she spoke about the woman, he could imagine the history of blokes flirting with Nikki just to schmooze their way into whatever situation with Veronica they could manage. That was just downright low, he thought, though he understood it better than anyone should have. One of the reasons his circle was so 'small' as he claimed it was, was Aubree. Loads of lads had been attempting to befriend him for years, all to try and meet/sleep with his sister. He always managed to drive them off, not that a lass like her would need someone else doing the dirty work. "No rush. There's still a lot I'm keen to know about you first," he commented.

At long last, Ozzy's eyes were finally peeled off the lass. Holding onto her in such a position, he finally found the ultimate comfort after all the exercise of the day. His eyes closed, and he breathed deeply with the largest of smiles on his face. "Being direct is working so far, innit? Don't fix what ain't broke," he said. As Nikki's fingers traced his torso, his hand rubbed a repeated line back and forth along her shoulder. In this state of relaxation he found, the male yawned before his next words could be let out. "Let me know how that review goes, eh? I'm willing to start immediately."

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Ozzy was still keen to learn a lot about Nikki and she found that funny for multiple reasons. At least he wasn't too hung up on the little things. She expected he was his own kind of protective of his sister, given her younger age, and outright attractiveness. "Is that so? Well I was figuring you were the go to expert on me~" she said in good humor. Still she had a reason for being a bit more excited. "It's not at all just about that though... It's bloody difficult trying to explain myself sometimes without mentioning my sister, so it's mostly just a relief is all~" she finished up. Ah, those fingers of hers were still lightly tracing his skin. She shouldn't actually feel this comfortable at all. Why did he though? He truly seemed content to just move right in, no fuss at all.

Being direct was indeed working for him. Nikki couldn't lie at all, she'd grown tired of people aiming to speak circles around her or being dishonest when confronting her. Ozzy in this case was like a breath of fresh air. "I suppose that's fair. And it is working... not like I think its faulty or anything," she said softly. She was relaxing just a bit herself. Gods this man was quite warm and though his body was firm she felt really relaxed atop him like this. She wondered briefly if she should move, but... he'd put her here right? So, he didn't mind. According to the man beneath her, who was comfortable enough to yawn even, apparently he was willing to start immediately as her boyfriend and wanted to know how the review turned out. "The review is going stellar, but shouldn't you be a bit more cautious. I mean... I could actually be mental. Actually, I'm probably mental, since I'm taking this as a matter of great consideration. But shouldn't you be a bit more worried?" she asked of him. She truly wondered how he got around the idea that she might actually be crazy. He couldn't really be that sure of her, after just being a fan of hers. Idealization of others didn't tend to end well, though she doubted she'd ever hurt anyone else, she didn't know how he could know that.

[Bloodedge]

Once more, Ozzy understood the point. Having such a close sibling made any sort of personal conversation without them, frankly, nonexistent for the most part. As for being the go-to expert on Nikki, he most certainly was... though that didn't mean there wasn't more to learn. "Expert or not, there's still all the bits nobody gets to see. Biggest fan's still just a fan if that's all he's got to show for it," he explained as a matter of fact.

It seemed Nikki couldn't quit the second thoughts, or at least the idea that he should be having some. He couldn't agree less. He wasn't just some fan obsessed with the image Nikki presented. He looked far deeper than the surface of those recordings, taking note of every little intricacy there was to notice. That little twinkle of the eye, that bite of a lip, all such things that occurred in moments of thought or inspiration; these were the things Ozzy paid most attention to when watching Blue Lotus' channel. Now that she mentioned it, though... "Yeah, I guess you could still be a nutter. If you are, I'm in for a bit of a shock, eh? More than worth a good gamble though, innit?" he asked, yawning once more. The comfort Oliver found here and now was unprecedented, and it seemed he could fall asleep in satisfaction at any moment. In fact, it was very likely he would do exactly that. "Bloody hell. I think I'm gonna..." Ah, another unfinished clause. Ozzy had a plan for something, but it seemed he lost consciousness in the middle of his own sentence. Relief and satisfaction struck him like two opposing tidal waves, and in the end, he could do nothing but collapse under both.

[Apollymi]

Oh? Apparently, Ozzy was here to learn things other fans couldn't learn. He wanted to know of her in ways that weren't obvious. She supposed there was a certain fairness in that sort of assumption. "Cheers then. I can't say I really know what I do that others don't get to see..." she mentioned. Though she had several different habits and intricacies that others never really saw. Ozzy had already become privy to a few of her lesser known habits. If he was happy to learn about the girl below the surface, then she'd been happy to let him see. Though she still couldn't help but think him a bit mad for just going along with a day like theirs had been.

But apparently this was a gamble on his part, and one he thought worth taking. Perhaps they were similar in that respect. If he found out she was nutty after the fact, he'd take no real loss given the amount of fun she seemed to be having. "Hm, I suppose it's pretty safe for a gamble. So are you, actually." she managed. Ah, but before he could even get out his next sentence good he feel asleep? Change in breathing, closed eyes a complete loss of consciousness. Nikki looked up into this man's face, lifting herself ever so gently. "Bloody hell, comfortable enough to fall asleep. You really are lucky I'm not actually crazy..." she said softly. Ah but instead of moving she settled herself into his chest. He really was kind of comfortable. And this was her room and all... it'd be a little weird if she wasn't capable of sleep in this case. "I was right too, definitely still gorgeous, even sleeping~" she said softly. The subtle movements of her hands would eventually come to a halt as she fell asleep herself sometime later. She strangely didn't extricate herself from his body or anything. No she was content to sleep just like this for some time.