Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Stroking and stroking away, Seigen sought only a single outcome. Said outcome involved letting Miko and her other self experience their other self's expulsion, whether inside or outside their bodies. To anyone's surprise, Miko was the first to answer the question of Seigen's song. Out, she suggested. Riri chimed in to agree, as it was their desire to observe Sinais's impending climax.

What of that climax, though? Seigen could feel the swell of her cock, as if it would soon burst out of its own skin. Due to the pressure placed on it by his hand and all the buildup, even the glans was incredibly firm to touch. He had precisely what he wanted. Now was the time to give the other two what they wanted ─ and what Sinais was thinking about. She had an intrusive thought? Of course she did. Dicks were brains of their own, in many more ways than most people understood. "You know there's only one way to deal with an intrusive thought? You just have to..." Seigen's sentence would end under one condition. His hand kept working Sinais's shaft just under the head of her meat rod. He'd be awaiting the final signs of another ejaculation's buildup, and then he'd... "Let it go~♥" Indeed, he'd do just that. One more orgasm from Sinais would be joined by Seigen releasing that firm grip ─ allowing this one, and any others accumulated to this point, to explode outward as Sinais saw fit.

[Apollymi]

This build up wasn't even something that Sinais had a reference for. Her life so far hadn't been about denial, it'd been about doing what she wanted, yelling inappropriate things in the head of Anais and communicating with Mugen. This build up in her cock was far from what she'd expected out of her day.

What was more, the new found vocalism of Miko was something which gave her a decent bit of happiness. This girl was definitely worthy of being their base self, she just had to understand herself a bit better. Speaking of understanding, she was busy understanding a bit more of the nature of her human selves mind. An intrusive thought wasn't something she'd had to deal with so far. She couldn't have known what he was going to say about intrusive thoughts. Just the same, Riri and Miko seemed to be readying themselves and it would appear that her invasive thought was being given life. Let it go.. was the advice of Seigen about her invasive thoughts, and apparently about her cock as well. In just that one second, an explosion occurred. It caused an electrifying sensation to travel down her spine. into her legs, she went weak kneed and all that cum burst forth from her cock and right onto the faces of the two lasses in front of her. They'd be covered in Sinais's juices their reddened faces with blinking eyes covered in spunk. An exhale of massive proportions left her. She exhaled and she looked and her dick continued to throb out a few remaining stutters of fluid. That invasive thought was satisfied and now looking down into her other two selves faces she was satisfied. Her breathing needed to right, her body shook gently. It was a mind blowing experience. But as her heartbeat righted and her dick softened, she looked at the girls below her and felt a pang of guilt. "Wow, that really was a lot, but you look so relieved~" Miko chimed as she licked her lips. Fluids from these people didn't make anything weird happen in her head. Riri leaned over and licked the side of Miko's face seemingly amused by the outpouring but she'd leave the girl some time to process her emotions.

[Bloodedge]

Sinais spewed her essence onto her other selves with neither hesitation nor reprehension. She truly was the dark one, having no second thoughts about being so wasteful, and the other two were so pleasant to look at while covered in spunk. "That's hot~" Seigen commented while staring at the two covered girls. His mobile hand applied the lightest squeeze while working Sinais's shaft, milking out what remained of her expulsion. "Good job, sis~" he said in the most random, nonchalant fashion.

That hand of his continued to move as he squeezed another globule of Sinais's fluid out of her tip. Upon emerging, it flowed onto the back of his fingers. Once he'd taken care of that, Seigen straightened his posture and slid around to Sinais's side. He held his forefinger and middle finger between their mouths while closing the distance between them. "It looks like they're really into the flavor as well. Shall we?" the male asked, offering Sinais a taste of her own fluids from his middle finger ─ all while alluringly licking his forefinger clean with pure seduction in his gaze and grin. One long, dragging motion of his protruding tongue cleared a great deal of the residue on that one finger, and he seemed to enjoy its taste as well.

[Apollymi]

Hot. That was something said by everyone present in this dream at least once. It would seem that they all took different levels and explanations of hotness from the various activities they participated in. Immediately following the ejaculation of Sinais she felt a pang of guilt but upon hearing those words, it seemed to disappear. The looks on the other two girl's faces also seemed to do a bit of that... But what went above and beyond was Seigen himself. That lad was still milking the remainder from her still sensitive cock while congratulating her on doing a good job. She fought the urge to jump physically but her dick did twitch just the same. "It's still really tingling, but... thanks bro~" she managed just as casually, though her breathing wasn't quite normal. Though, perhaps that had something to do with the rather intense cleaning and make out happening right in front of her? It was pretty interesting watching Miko and Riri lick each other's faces clean while they kissed.

Just the same, while she was looking on, Seigen came with the rest of what had fallen from her loins. It would indeed appear that the other two enjoyed the flavor of her spunk and what was more, Seigen seemed to enjoy it himself. He took a taste directly from the back of his hand in the most alluring way possible while coming up to offer her some as well. After watching the lad lick his own finger seductively, Sinais's forked tongue made its appearance once more. Snaking its way around his offered finger while her loins throbbed in the oddest way possible. She did quite enjoy the way she tasted and as such could also make a show of it. "It's pretty good!~" she mentioned. At the same time, Miko had once again gone back to watching the pair, and Riri did as well with a tentative lick at the side of the girl's face. "Why is that so fucking hot!?" Miko questioned aloud. Ah one of her lesser known tirade types seemed to emerge just a bit, but there was something about watching the interaction between her dark side and her dream man that gave her a raging bout of horniness. "Ours is not to question why~" mentioned Riri as she stood and offered the other girl a hand up, she aimed to spin her around dipping her gently while being the one to hold her up. Miko heard that sentence and internalized it. Waiting for what was coming next, Sinais watched that pair of lights and had a new urge to... corrupt them a bit. Maybe it was a left over of that invasive thought, maybe it was the desire to watch them taste more darkness, maybe she just really wanted to rail herself? It didn't really matter... they simply had to decide the next pairings and get back in. "So, are we going back in? I'm having one of those weird thoughts about them pressed between us getting wrecked~" she mused about the pair of dancing girls, as she spoke directly to Seigen.

[Bloodedge]

"It's supposed to tingle. You get used to it, though... not really," said Seigen. There was really no getting around the more confusing aspects of it all. One could adjust to a feeling and even be prepared to experience it, only to fail at resisting the pleasure when encountering that very feeling nonetheless. It all depended on the moment, really. Moving on, Seigen tasted of Sinais's expulsion while she did the same. Their faces were so close at the time, his tongue lashed out against hers ─ both sides of it. That meeting of tongues was brief, but it was all for show anyway. He knew how intently Miko was watching, after all.

Once he and Sinais separated, Seigen found himself watching the others. Miko and the light one were quite into one another, it seemed. Ah, but there was another thousand-year journey to take that would require Seigen being into Riri instead. As such, he followed the lead of Sinais into a new train of thought. "Oh, we're going back in. I think we're even on the same page while looking at those two. Let's take the hint from those thoughts and be a little more... intrusive," he quipped. Whatever Sinais had planned, he'd go along with. The only mandate he had, involved being the one who dived into Riri. He'd take that initiative by reaching out to grab the light one's arm, pulling her toward himself. Assuming he and Sinais were still on the same page, his guiding movements would have Riri and Miko remain in very close proximity for the immediate future.

[Apollymi]

"Having a dick seems confusing," she said about the residual tingling sensation and all the oddities associated with it. Still there were more important things than the potential of a grown dick during a dream sequence, like their mouths meeting even briefly. It would seem they were definitely being watched by the pair with Miko being the prime suspect. She did watch that kiss and it made her loins tingle. Of course, it was over so quickly she barely had time to understand her other dance with Riri.

But according to Seigen they were going back in, in fact, the lad suggested they be invasive. So as he pulled at Riri getting her back into himself, Sinais grabbed up Miko she turned her around to face the other girl and began the job of slowly rubbing her cock against the other girl's sex. She found it to be wet and sticky and also felt a small pulsing throb from within, it was basically an invitation. She tucked her face into the side of Miko's neck and began to whisper to her while staring at Seigen with Riri. "You didn't think we'd leave you alone did you? You haven't been fucked silly~" Sinais mentioned, as she pushed that cock up and between her legs. Riri found herself amused by Miko's current freakout. That girl seemed to be well on her way, and she was still close enough that they could be acquainted again properly. In fact, Miko was currently sitting against the tail of Sinais being lowered onto her cock with her entire front exposed and unobstructed. Seigen and Riri could approach her as they wanted and watch was Sinais shoved herself into the other girl's womb and listen to the high pitched notes escaping her throat.

[Bloodedge]

Riri and Miko were approached with similar intentions by the darker pair of this quartet. Seigen had Riri left at ground-level initially, but Sinais had different plans for Miko. That was quite exciting, he thought. "A tail that strong would be great," he chimed. Even without a tail, however, he could manage something close enough to Sinais's effort. All he had to do was lift Riri with his arms, hooking them under her thighs while facing the light one forward ─ so he'd do so.

They were all close enough to touch, but Seigen didn't force first contact right away. No, it was more worthwhile to observe the penetration of Miko and hear the resulting song. Seigen thought that song was best turned into a duet, so Riri would act as a... delayed mirror, so to speak, being lowered onto Seigen's cock A few moments later. If he timed it correctly, Seigen wagered her voice would rise while Miko's was falling. Only then would he make the push forward that would connect the two girls. "I guess that's what's in store for both of you, huh? Make sure there's a place to catch the drool. You guys do that, apparently~" he warned, knowing as well where they were, and what that meant. Perhaps it was best to go with a liquid transport again this time. . .

[Apollymi]

The display put together by Sinais was one which was seemingly appreciated by Seigen. He claimed to understand the niceness of having a tail as strong as the one Sinais was currently using to hold up the smaller girl. A scoff came from Sinais as she continued pushing into Miko. "Eh? Well, it isn't that strong, she's not exactly heavy or anything~" she said of Miko with a playful peck to the side of her neck. Interestingly enough Seigen seemed to take on a similar balance to the show being put on by Sinais. Of course this meant that Riri was soon being held up by her legs facing forward and leaving her within arms reach of Miko as an individual. The light sound escaping the brown haired girl's voice was tapering off and as it did, Seigen had something to share with Riri.

According to him, this was what was in store for both girl's. "Seems like fun and don't worry, I can take care of a bit of drool...." she said about the nature of their fluid transportation. Admittedly in this place, to expose onesself to water was something one didn't do arbitrarily, she'd never had any problems with it. The dream state would shift, and as such would have any drippings going into the deep well, which was uncovered. Or rather they'd find themselves falling into the well as any drippings went into stuff. Oh... and the harmony establilshed between Riri and Miko would continue, as the sounds coming from Miko tapered off, they'd be picked up by Riri. And as such they'd begin taversing though space, in water that wasn't water steeped in power.

But this water was connected to some other presence one which would acknowledge something trying to cross it. A platinum blonde woman with electric blue eyes seemed to be watching this 'dream' and its participants. "Oh? Found your own way out, very well..." she murmured as if a certain amount of permission was necessary and the waters, permeability was somehow connected to that decision. But no matter... they could fall... for as long as they needed to, as much as they needed.

[Bloodedge]

Sinais insisted that her tail wasn't so strong ─ that Miko wasn't so heavy. It seemed she'd missed the point, just slightly. "Well I don't have a tail at all. Besides... I don't think a tail that prehensile is possible for just anyone with a tail," he countered. Lizardfolk and various other beast-kin were in possession of tails, but anyone who could successfully use one as a limb to affect an entire person of any size... Well, that required a special quality of creature. No matter; it should have been common knowledge by now that Miko, and her other forms, were no normal beast-kin... or maybe it wasn't? Seigen couldn't tell from his limited perspective within Riri's subconscious.

Regardless, his focus at the moment was Riri's conscious side. She spoke of handling any drool, but Seigen wondered if she would not instead become a culprit of it. Time would tell, he thought. The group began their debauchery anew; Sinais plunged into Miko while Seigen thrusted into Riri. Their descent began just as it had between Seigen and Miko 2,000 dream-years prior. This time, however, they were not entirely alone ─ even as four of them. 'Ara~?' Seigen thought as he sensed an anomaly within the dream. How strange it was, that someone managed to intrude without being... a very specific individual. Ah well; such things happened when realities intersected. 'It's you, isn't it? Reality is a little more blended than I planned. I don't think anyone here intended to make you see this, but enjoy the show~♥'

[Apollymi]

Sinais found talk of her tail's usage odd. She might have assumed that anyone with a tail should have reasonable control over it, it was an extra prehensile limb after all. "Hm I didn't think about anything like that, though I don't have much to go on. Mi-tan, keep a look out for anything interesting with extra limbs, I know you still want a few~" she mused as she began properly battering away at the other girl. Of course she would say something like that, even the face of hers which was least likely to admit anything claimed to want extra hands. Still, it could be stated that Sinais knew she wasn't an ordinary creature, she was always confirming for the other lass that they were special, perhaps that one would finally understand the meaning of that eventually.

For now, there was movement though the infinite depths. With Seigen plunging into Riri and Sinais working her way into Miko, those two girls ended up pressed against each other their bodies giving them extra sensation as they sank into water. This water didn't require breathing or anything of the sort. The pair in the middle could easily molest and accost each other while their holes were being filled by others. At the same time... Seigen seemed to acknowledge a certain looming presence in the space, one outside of their quartet. A smirk crossed that woman's face as she was acknowledged so directly, 'I may never get used to the types who seem to see me watching them. Have your fun, and careful with reality, it's still not very stable,' she gave that little warning while taking in the sights. Her presence wouldn't disappear, but instead it'd simply blend in a bit, she wasn't trying to observe but she also wasn't trying not to see, casual voyuerism would lead them to the next space. At the same time, Miko and Riri seemed to be reeving up. How long would it take for the pair to find bliss? Not very long as they were rocked against each other with nothing to hold them back, both girls would be found clutching at the tools within them while expelling their own fluids and singing the song of their orgasm.

[Bloodedge]

Seigen never stopped his progress, slamming his own pelvis against Riri's undercarriage with a pace that grew more and more with the passage of time. For the first few minutes, however, he wasn't entirely there. Another presence graced them. As Seigen existed within dreams, this individual existed within the realm this dream was rooted in... and in water. 'I don't think there will be many more to get used to. If my guess is right, you've just encountered a few exceptional cases,' he said to the female voice. She warned him to take care when dealing with reality, as it was not quite stable... yet. Seigen chuckled within his own mind. He knew nothing that could still call itself a member of this world could actually stabilize reality. 'That's fine by me. I live on blurred lines~♥' he replied, opting for yet another pun aimed at his state of being.

The four would go on as they had been for some time yet. Another thousand-year journey through the waters was ahead of them. Near the end of the line, after sinking deep into infinite waters yet again, there was a clear change in positioning. On Seigen's end, he had returned to being behind Riri ─ albeit with a change. His left arm was hooked under her left thigh, keeping that leg elevated as he thrusted furiously, his balls slapping against her nub with every movement. His head had snaked its way under her left arm, putting him in position to assault her mouth with his own. His right arm had managed to make its way around the right side of her torso, where he groped her breast and kept her nipple firmly between his forefinger and thumb. Such would be how he approached journey's end this time.

[Apollymi]

Seigen apparently thought there wouldn't be many more of these kinds of casual visits to the lady in charge of the world's waters. Of course, there were many things she knew and understood and only a few she didn't. Whether those who'd been acknowledging her presence were merely just exceptional cases or not, she'd go about making sure to limit unwanted backflow, lest the exceptional become ordinary. 'Well then, I'll be doing my part to make sure it remains... exceptional,' she mentioned. And with that she faded for the most part though a casual eye was kept on this group. It wasn't often she witnessed something she thought was both degenerate and wholesome, and nothing seemed more likely to flag those marks than a single girl fornicating happily with herself and a dream guy.

As their dream continued both girls would eventually find themselves in a rather compromising position. There was a shift in Riri that had her balancing on a single foot while Seigen continued banging away at her undercarriage. There was kissing taking place and a body fully wrapped around her own in rather close proximity. She could do nothing but enjoy, he rmoans seeping into the lad's mouth as she neared another rather blinding climax. At the same time, Sinais had taking the liberty of shifting Miko around quite a bit. She used her tail to string up one of the lass's leg, the one that mirrored the girl in front of her. She'd accosted the other side and had one hand playing in the girl's sex while the other groped the inverted breast. She was also busy, keeping the girl's mouth occupied with those dual tongues, though a note or two slipped out between them. It would be Riri, whose demise would spell the end for all present. That constant falling had become rising, and eventually they would with the power of their combined orgasms, burst forth from a well into a different version of the same place.

Ah, another compound of a shrine seemed to exist here. This one a bit more like what Miko would have called the Edo era. There was the formerly capped well, they'd all appear around and then the high walls of an inner most garden. In it, some trees and a walkway which held near one of its sides a girl. She seemed to be napping under the tree, with antlers and two sets of ears. One of them seemed to twitch as the sound of rushing water seemed to gently be waking her. She opened large blue green eyes which also glowed and had to show for herself a lean figure with a bit more plumpness to it than before. Heeled boots and tights with root like markings which glowed in gold were on her person and on her head, a small armor like crown holding up a red and white hood decorated in numerous belts. It would seem that this little space was in the dead of night and occupied by a large waxing moon which was just now rising over one end of the compound. "This is my first dream and it's already the weirdest thing I've ever seen," she managed while looking at what she knew to be two of her selves, having sex with a brown haired girl, who looked a bit like what she'd understood to be her mother and some overly good looking pretty boy who was stark naked and somehow had the same mark on his forehead that she'd used to design her sakezuki cup earlier.

[Bloodedge]

With another multi-layered climax from the party, they were once again all being transported to yet another dream realm. This was the final stop, as Seigen figured. This little orgy had changed directions to reach a fourth shrine, where none other than the elafia known as Anais resided at present. Seigen had never seen this one, though he knew who she was due to the extra 300 years spent in Riri's dreams. "Ah, that's what I had to look forward to?" he questioned excitedly. "She does look more like Sina~" After a thousand years or so, Seigen finally extricated himself from Riri. Ejaculate dripped from the exit point and dribbled from the tip of his member as the beautiful, albeit nude lad stepped toward his favorite timid deerling.

"Konnichiwa, Anai," he said whilst approaching the final piece of this grand puzzle. Once more, he spoke in puns. To address Anais, he did so in a way that called her, in essence, love plan. He was rather fond of repurposing names, and especially fond of this one. Her first words after encountering the orgy of her selves and Seigen, though fitting, was something he'd address only in a roundabout way. She was the one remaining form of Miko who didn't know him yet. He decided to abuse that for a bit of fun. "Hajimemashite," he said with a bow made over his own prominent, dripping erection. "I ─ or rather, we ─ are here to free you from your shackles. Could I offer you a raw, carnal fucking in these trying times~?♥" he asked as those glowing purple irises locked on to the girl.

[Apollymi]

The climax of this foursome led them to a new place. A moonlit shrine with an elafia inside of it. Of course, Seigen was the first to speak, seeming to take in the look of the girl who was squirming under the attention. The hood up over her head fell more down over her face, casting it in shadow but those blue green eyes were glowing underneath. Seigen's words belied excitement and as he extricated himself from Riri she'd be the one to speak on it, as she was technically the most familiar with the girl in question. "Yeah, gentle with this one... she's," there was a pause as Riri tried to find the right words to describe this world's version of Iino Miko. "Yeah we do. I based myself more on her~" Sinais mentioned as she seemed to find great amusement in being like this one. "Well... aside from the obvious difference," she said as she used that giant tail of hers to released Miko who, on wobbly legs needed a minute to get her bearings. She was at least aware of all of her own faces, but this one seemed to be a great deal more timid than any version of herself that Miko would have made.

Seigen went on to greet the deerling, while being very naked, with cum dripping off his tool. He even called her by a rather cute nickname. Her face flushed beneath her hood, but she didn't step forward. In fact, she seemed to be scrambling backward standing and putting distance between herself and this lad. His method of introduction confirmed that he did not know her truly so why was he being so friendly? She was at a loss, but would still manage cordial, if nothing else. "Hajimemashite," she murmured in greeting, while making sure that her eyes never looked directly towards his cock. Apparently, this group had come to free her of her shackles. What shackles? Before she could even ask properly the lad ended his sentence in such a way as to make her flush intensely and immediately become embarrassed beyond all reason. "You can't say stuff like that out loud! To someone you don't even know!" she chided. "I don't even understand what shackles and why is everyone naked? And who is she!?" she asked seemingly stunned.

Riri on the other hand expected this reaction, she could only chuckle. "That, she's like that... I might have had to lock too much away from her..." she mentioned in a casual way. "Not who is me, who are you? Why are you so soft?! Is this how people see me?!" Miko demanded in tones which seemed to resonate with the elafia. A chuckle escaped Sinais at this moment as she casually threw an arm around Miko's shoulders at her outrage. "Oya? Mi-tan has a lot more bite to her than I thought.. it's easy to assume you are the softest one until seeing this one~" Sinais mused and Riri agreed. Anais was confused, though she was currently entranced by the glowing of Seigen's eyes. Who was he? why was he here? What he said, and what he offered, didn't make sense in her head, though, looking at him now, she wouldn't mind. Her heat was beating faster and faster. She traced his visage with her eyes, and eventually she looked at his cock. It looked so perfect like it'd fit great! Her ears twitched. No, she shouldn't be thinking like this... well it was a dream right? She didn't just accidentally un-dream herself into this weird situation.

[Bloodedge]

This version of Iino Miko was very interesting indeed. Everything about her demeanor screamed 'timid' in every possible meaning he could think of. The core form of Miko was timid already, but that could all be blamed on her lack of self-appreciation. This one was different. This one had the freedom and desire to explore baser needs beaten out of her from an early age, and would have to see it rammed back into her. How would he do it, though? Well... the only proper way to do so, was a mix of mental and physical stimulation to the point of... breaking.

Seigen realized Anais was being quite skittish with her gaze. She was looking at him enough, but her eyes didn't fall to the magnificent log of meat that her original self desired on a spiritual level. He knew it was perfect for Anais as well, yet she was avoiding it? How... exciting! Moreover, there were her words. She was confused, albeit within reason. They didn't know one another, and she had no reason to understand why everyone else was so nude. "We're all naked because that's what we need to be. You're the odd woman out," Seigen stated as his approach continued. Those claw-like nails of his swept across Anais's torso, cutting through the straps of her armor to make those annoying metal pieces fall away. "Don't worry; we'll fix that. You didn't answer my question, though, Anai~♥" he teased. The alteration to this one's personality was one of the most exciting things Seigen had ever seen. Once she finally let her gaze fall to his crotch, Seigen decided to show the lass a purposeful throb. In that same moment, he reached out to grope her right breast, presence of clothes be damned. "I think I'll just do it. After all, what's a casual wrecking between friends ─ or spouses? The way you're acting right now, I think I'll have the best time ever by fucking you until all you can think of is more dick. Oh! Speaking of dicks... how do you like mine~?"

[Apollymi]

Iino Miko was a timid girl. There was no real denying this fact. Even so, it was obvious to all other versions of herself that Anais was almost too skittish to be considered Iino Miko. "This is indeed how you look to others. I am sorry..." said Riri. That one took something close to responsibility. She'd locked away a certain amount of the memories connected directly to the child who originally had no name living in the forest. Given this, there was quite a bit of rearranging to work into her thoughts and abilities. She'd already started her long path towards development but she seemed to be at a standstill if one asked her properly. A looming danger was on her horizon and it was one she was avoiding unlike all other versions of herself.

Whatever the case, Anais was left being told she was the odd one out for her lack of nudity. This obviously wasn't true, but if they'd already been engaged in sex before this perhaps they didn't need it. Too bad there was no waiting between speech an action, her armor pieces began to fall away. "Chooootomatte!" she stated. He was still coming towards her. She wasn't ready to be naked. She didn't even know if this was something she was interested in. Sure, he was attractive but why should she engage just because everyone else was, that didn't seem like a good reason to do anything. As for her lack of answering of his question she had a little snap to answer. "Of course I didn't answer. There is no way to answer something like that..." she exclaimed. Why was everyone like this? What was this world? Where even her dreams turned against her? And eventually her back reached that tree and she had no where else to go. Ah, well that was fine maybe, he was rubbing against her breast now, even through her clothes. "We don't know each other, we aren't friends, nor spouses..." Anais said immediately. "I don't like this that sounds like a bad end. I don't want a bad end!" she seemed very firm in her understanding. As for his cock well she did look again but what was she supposed to say? She didn't want to talk about it.

At the same Miko began rubbing a palm against her own face. "Of all the things you kept in your head from my memory. Bad Ends? That one cursed tag?" she asked as if she was confused by the elafia's logic. She watched that ones eyes, and she knew she also appreciated the cock given to the lad. She also figured out that this one seemed to be very upset about potentially ruining her life. What did she experience to make her think that sex would ruin her life?

[Bloodedge]

Wait? No, there would be no waiting. "By my understanding, Anai... if I took things at your pace, we wouldn't do anything for an eternity. Nobody wants to wait around forever just to have some fun. Keep your procrastination for your studies," Seigen instructed. Anais still wouldn't answer his question, but that was fine. She feared his advances. No, that wasn't right ─ she feared the phenomenon known as a bad end. What a fool this one was. She'd spent over 300 years in the world of Alaya, and had yet to realize the thing once known as a 'bad end' was the exact opposite in reality. Sure, there were negative outcomes to becoming a sexual deviant, even in that world... but that was a very, very different type of experience to what he offered. In conventional terms understood on Gaia, however, her assumption remained accurate.

Seigen gave the girl's breast a firm squeeze while essentially pinning her against that tree. She had nowhere to run now, so he went about clawing at her clothes, starting with the top. He rather enjoyed the disheveled look, so he only cut it open to mimic an unbuttoned dress shirt. "Bad end? Don't be silly, Anai. This is exactly what you want. You just don't know it yet," he spoke teasingly, yet alluringly. Seigens eyes reeked of deviance, while his voice carried pure temptation. The hand that held her breast managed to reach some amount of unfiltered flesh after he carved open her top, and his other hand aimed to force its way between her legs. Even through clothes, he'd be targeting the lips she kept hidden ─ rather, the space between. All the while, he was rather hung-up on the things Anais refused to address. "Nothing about my dick, Anai? For shame. You really know how to make a guy feel like he's not good enough, don't you? Must be too small~" he said in that same playful manner.

[Apollymi]

There was quite the strange amount of understanding coming from Seigen about Anais. He claimed that if he took development at her pace, he'd be waiting an eternity. That wasn't exactly true, she was far from that much of a procrastinator. "My procrastination isn't on trial here..." she claimed which was true. Besides that she felt the need to defend herself and she didn't know why. "Besides that I've only put off one thing and it's been three days. I am not making anyone wait eternity. I am allowed to process!" she claimed, which was rather true. What wasn't true however was that she wasn't enjoying what was happening here. Though she wouldn't have signed up for it, the clothing cut from her person, and the direct skin contact was far from unenjoyable.

Apparently Anais's thoughts about a bad end, were wrong. She was going to get exactly what she wanted, she simply didn't know it yet. That seemed a bit contradictory to the lass, "But wait, shouldn't I determine things I want... and have time to figure that out..." she had logic in her brain even as several thousand thoughts. Still, there was a discussion that Seigen was content to have that Anais didn't have. "I didn't say that. I actually thought it was perfect. I just don't want to talk about it... and I also don't know why I am telling you this... it's confusing, sorry," she said sheepishly. She truly wasn't the type for this sort of conversation. Her shell was still very much intact, she liked her metaphors and her bubble of intimacy. This was too much, even in her own mind. Still, she wasn't actually stopping it. She hadn't yet caught up to that part. Who was this guy and why was he interested in her, and why were the other versions of herself just letting this happen. What was more her body seemed to be betraying her quite a bit, her loins seemed to be responding rather easily to external stimulation.

[Bloodedge]

Seigen pressed his hand into the elafia's crotch, and he found... heat and the first signs of moistening. She could say whatever she wanted at that point; it didn't matter. Her procrastination wasn't on trial? It was. She obviously had a response to something, yet she wasn't making progress toward the actions that response demanded. Three days was also no small amount of time, considering how many signs of mana transfer were on her presently. "Three days, or... several dozen rounds?" he questioned. Counting days was pointless; he could count three thousand years of experiences in the past few minutes alone.

As for Anais being the one to determine her own desires... she wasn't wrong. She was the only one who could decide what she wanted, and she had obviously decided already ─ just not with her mind and mouth. "You've had more than enough time," Seigen countered cryptically. Anais was such a confused variant of Iino Miko. She commented on the quality of his cock, but she didn't even understand why she was admitting her thoughts to him. She... apologized for the confusion? "How cute," Seigen said and thought simultaneously. A very capable finger clawed at the girl's tights, perfectly slicing away the fabric without even touching the flesh of her crotch. Once he had a decent hole to work with, Seigen did not assault her immediately ─ he instead grabbed those tights and began ripping them away from her body. "You've already gotten wet, Anai. You want me to make you even wetter, right?"

[Apollymi]

There was a hand against Anais's crotch and it would show signs of her own minds betrayal. Of course, she wasn't really upset with her body, only herself. Still this lad still had some understanding of the amount of procrastination in Anais's soul. She had been putting off whatever she'd been putting off for just three days, but he accounted that to lots of experiences. "It was a few rounds, but some of them were studying," she admitted sheepishly. She was allowed to take whatever time she needed to figure out things. What was more, Seigen was full of quippy things to say even in response to logic she'd had more than enough time. "I don't think that's how that works," she murmured quickly. Whatever this was, she really didn't want it. There was too much going on, she'd gone to sleep to process to think, not for this.

And now she was even tripping over her own words. She'd accidentally confessed to thinking the lad had a perfect cock. And upon doing so, she apologized because she hadn't meant to throw such words outside of her head. At the same time, she'd also not wanted to make the lad feel bad. When she did this, he commented about this acts cuteness. "Waah!" she seemed genuinely upset by the act. Too bad, this was far from the worst torture that she'd be experiencing today, no. Instead, Seigen had more to tease her with, after poking a hole in her tights, he claimed that she had already gotten wet and asked if she wanted to get wetter. "Uh? What?! How... why would you ask me this?! How can you say that!?" she finally settled on it. She felt strangely about this whole thing, and at the same time, Miko and the other forms of her were watching the whole of this. Of course, Sinais seemed to be enthused this looked a lot like what she'd done with Miko.

[Bloodedge]

"Rounds are counted in minutes, Anai," Seigen stated. Her claim of 'a few rounds' was utter nonsense. He could tell approximately how many times someone had spilled their essence into this one's body. If he wanted to, Seigen could have even scanned her memories to get the exact number, but that was of no importance. Anais had to know his point, whether she'd admit it or not. As for the amount of time she had to figure out her own desires, Anais didn't think there was enough. Seigen disagreed, but Anais didn't think it worked that way. Nonsense. "Don't lie to me, Anai~♪" he sang, staring the girl down while peeling away every fabric of clothing she wore. Even though this was a dream and had little respect for continuity, he made sure she experienced the full, slow-going process of his disrobing efforts.

She refrained from properly answering him once more. Seigen could ensure that her dampened loins became equivalent to a waterfall, if only she accepted her desire for such an occurrence. All she did however, was question his methods and reasons for asking the question. "I say it with my mouth, of course. I do a lot of things with my mouth," he stated while stripping away the last of her clothing: a remnant of her tights hanging around her ankle. That same ankle was lifted to about chest-height at the time. As if to exemplify his most recent statement and offer the girl an additional tease, Seigen gently pecked the top of Anais's foot before licking from that very spot, past her ankle, up her shin."What you should be asking is how I'm going to do that."

[Apollymi]

"Hours are collections of minutes..." she murmured. Perhaps there were a few snide comments left even in this soft version of Iino Miko. Actually, the truth of this matter was that Anais understood his point. Maybe she was deviating for a bit too long with her own personal mentor, but she did have actual things to do. She couldn't believe someone who argued semantics with her would understand that she didn't intend to spend days doing things when she wanted to contribute to her groups efforts. She also had no faith in her own long term ability. Well she'd have to continue thinking that one over, of course, this wouldn't stop her from saying one particular thing, "I don't tell lies," she added.

Meanwhile Anais was being stripped and her loins were basically on fire. Of course, the lad was still stripping her, and answering her questions. She felt so uncomfortable but also oddly turned on. Was this dream logic? It couldn't be really, all of this was taking quite a while to happen. She felt every piece of clothing, being taken off and the lad claimed that he spoke those words with his mouth and that he did a lot of things with his mouth. Her mind blanked. She closed her eyes and blinked she needed to clear her thoughts she had to get rid of this particular line of thought. It was intruding on her ability to think. "I ah... are you trying to put ideas in my head?" she asked. She would have been pouting or frowning but, rather suddenly that idea in her head didn't seem like it was just there. As the last of her tights were removed, a kiss was placed on top of her foot. And then she felt the warm wetness of a tongue moving up her foot to her shin. 'WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!? WHY ME?!' she was almost in tears. "W...wh...wh....why?!" she asked yes hers were questions.

"Oh that's why you said that earlier," Miko said seeming to be watching this entire thing and finding it almost too good to look away from. Referencing specifcially something said by Riri to her during their earlier escapade."Anyone else think this is like super hot, because I am throbbing~" asked Sinais. "Yes, it is hot, but this is also the only way for this to happen really. It's complicated but I am sure you'll both understand it later. And yes, you need to remember that one," she said to their core self.

[Bloodedge]

"And within those minutes are seconds. But your 'minutes' seemed to have seconds... thirds, fourths... fifths~" he argued, teasing still in his voice as he continued accosting her with the logic she should have been using. Anais was the core representative of Iino Miko in the world of Alaya, yet she was more reserved than an old coot that just fell out of Gaia. Someone was to blame for this. Moving on, Anais claimed she didn't tell lies. Seigen considered the topic at hand ─ that she didn't think it worked to have something figured out without doing so mentally, in terms of time. True; she wasn't lying. "Hmm, right. You're not lying. You're just ignorant," he stated.

So easily distracted was this variant. Seigen spoke of doing things with his mouth, and Anais looked like she had a thousand visions at once. Had she only relaxed for a second, she would have seen the first-hand example that came after she spoke of ideas being put in her head. Ah, but Seigen did enjoy having the opportunity to counter that one. "You put ideas in your head. I'm going to put my dick in your pussy," Seigen corrected as his tongue traced its way up her shin. By the time she stammered why, he was using one hand to hold that same leg up by the ankle. His other hand, conversely, was upon her uncovered vulva, its middle finger prodding at her opening. "Not why. When. Where. How. Those are the questions I want to hear when I'm making a move on you, besides the more specific stuff of course~♪" he chimed as that finger managed to poke its way into her hole. "Ah, there we are! You know, for someone having so much sex recently, you're tighter than I would expect of someone having no penetration at all. Good job, Anai~♥"

[Apollymi]

It seemed the lad in front of her was quite snarky as well. He claimed her minutes contained seconds... and several other increments which eluded to her rather voracious appetites. It embarrassed her. She wasn't trying to this way, it simply ended up that way because... well because of reasons she wasn't ready to deal with. What did it matter anyway? "That sounds so extreme," she said. She understood those to have been her own actions but she didn't really understand them. Ah, well this wasn't all, she was acknowledged as not being a liar, that was a relief, but what wasn't was the idea she was ignorant. That wasn't true, was it? Well she wouldn't want to remain ignorant if she was... what she needed was to focus and that was becoming something increasingly hard to do.

'Why does everyone want to explain things to me while trying to have sex with me?!' she wondered, this particular interaction reminding her of another. As if to further her particular curosity this lad claimed he wasn't putting ideas in her head. Instead he would be, placing their genitals together in no uncertain terms. Her eyes widened at his choice in vocabulary she squealed seemingly distraught. "You can't say things like that!" she exclaimed. Why was everyone like this, and why weren't her other selves helping her out of this. Why was she always being tossed around by everyone?

Ah, but beyond these points Anais was still being used... why? Well he had her by one of her ankles. His tongue was still traveling up her leg. She could still feel it. It was so invasive. It only got worse as he began molesting her properly, a finger finding itself within her loins making a tiny moan escape her lips. "Our ideas of importance are very different. Why can't this be a normal dream? Why can't I have normal sleep? Why is there a hot guy I don't know molesting me? Why does this keep happening to me? Why can't I be normal!?" she exclaimed. Everyone always acted so crazy around her and she'd done nothing to deserve it. All she wanted to do, was sleep and get her thoughts together and literally everyone including herself was getting in her way. What was also in her way? Well... that finger in her loins and the compliments that came from the lad about the state of her despite all the sex she'd been having. "Waaah! Commenting like that is embarrassing!" she sald aloud. Why did he know so much about her? Was this a dream problem? Why was no one helping her? Why did people throw themselves at her when she wasn't asking them to? "Oh, there I am... that one's me," said Miko as she recognized her own personality traits.

[Bloodedge]

"Doesn't it? Don't keep reviewing your science homework when you haven't even started history, math, or anything else," Seigen advised, deciding on a reference more relevant to the 'Iino Miko' part of Anais. Her ignorance would be corrected in time. Sadly, one couldn't just talk a person through such things. Anais was the version of Miko that had to accept the true nature of herself and the world she'd been born in. Many things had to be unlearned and relearned.

Anais did not take his statement well. He warned her what would soon be happening between them, and all she had to say in response was... that he couldn't just say such things. How boring; he certainly could say those things. She still wasn't rejecting his advances in any effective way... or any way at all, for that matter. "Kawaii, Anai~♥" he squealed in the wake of her outrage. Placing that one leg of hers over his own shoulder, Seigen freed that hand to reach around and take hold of Anais's face. His own face closed in on hers as he squeezed her cheeks, intending to pucker her lips with a bit of force. When he spoke next, Seigen was close enough to just about kiss the girl. "You're getting me excited, making faces like those. What's the matter, Anai? Do you not want to step out on your precious Shishou, even with your own husband?" he questioned.

Why couldn't this dream be normal? Obviously Anais didn't know what normal dream entailed. If she'd ever experienced a proper dream before, this sort of meeting would be the status quo for Anais. As for her many questions, Seigen had things to say about... only a few things. "You think I'm hot? That's good. If I couldn't satisfy your preferences, there'd be no point in my existence. And don't worry much about being normal. You're supposed to be my adorable little slut ─ just like your other selves over there," he commented. Speaking of her other selves, Seigen realized the residual fluids of Riri were still drenching his cock. He certainly couldn't put that much light right into this girl who lacked darkness, so Seigen opted to keep stroking her inner walls with his finger for a bit longer. Twisting his hips to showcase the issue he was having, he looked toward the darkest version of Miko. "On second thought, I can't work with this. Sina~♥" he said, assuming she would get the point without words... and just slightly hoping to mislead Anais at the same time.

[Apollymi]

There was apparently a comparison to be drawn between Anais's current behavior and the school girl life of Iino Miko. Seigen claimed that she couldn't keep reviewing a single subject when she had several more she hadn't even started on yet. "I mean that makes sense, but I'm just enjoying my summer," she said in a manner which was almost pouty. Of course she did feel that way about her studies. After agreeing to Mugen for reasons she'd not understood completely, she was simply giving herself time to understand. Why did everyone take issue with how she worked through her issues. She just wanted time, was that too much to ask for?

Yes, apparently time was too much to ask for, so was a lack of crazy language. What was going on in her head that these kinds of words were in her dream space and in her head. Actually, this lad seemed to find her outburst cute. On the one hand, that should be encouraging, on the other, she found it scary. If nothing shook him something was going to happen and she wasn't ready yet. "I'm not being cute!" she exclaimed as he took hold of her face. Why was it so complicated? Why had her dreams become so complicated? Now her face was being forcibly puckered and she knew she had to look a bit ridiculous. What was more, there was a question did she not want to step out on her mentor even with her husband? Her brain processed that information and she looked aghast for several reasons? "What? No it isn't like that. I am not stepping out on anything. My concerns aren't about stuff like that, I'm just trying not to be extreme after everything else, why doesn't anyone get this?!" she elaborated quickly. Why she felt the need to explain herself she didn't know. But if this version of herself wasn't just attached to her elf mentor in a slightly unhealthy way, then what was her problem.

Anais had asked a thousand questions and only a few of them would get anything resembling an answer. Apparently this lad thought it good that she thought him good looking. Well she wasn't a liar or anything and he looked great. His way of expressing this was rather extreme though, "Wait, that's a lot to put on me. And your adorable little slut?" she asked. She already knew she was going to slut hell... was this it? There was one thing she hadn't addressed yet, and with him so close to her face and teasing her ever slickening loins she finally got it back together. "Ah♥!, wait wait wait, husband? You? Who did that?!" she asked immediately. "It was me. I agreed, to most of that... nothing wrong with it. Also... these dreams are normal for us, I spent most of my time dreaming, lucid dreaming having sex with guys dressed like Abe no Seimei with no faces... this is better!~" Miko admitted sheepishly. Sinais for her part in this was directly called upon. "Oya~ Me♥!~" Sinais approached directly while the lad presented his cock. She assumed, she'd be going in for a taste, help the lad rid his cock of its inherent light tainting, but she'd give pause for dramatic effect and the wayward thought patterns she knew existed in this one already. For a second, Anais watched the approaching dark version of herself with a large pulsing cock and squealed. There were two cocks in this room. She shut her eyes. She couldn't deal with the images playing across her own eyes and how she interpreted that statement. "There's a me with a dick and it's the dark one!" she wasn't ready. Meanwhile, she was still processing. "WHY DOES THIS COUNT AS A NORMAL DREAM?l!"

[Bloodedge]

Anais was quite attached to the idea of enjoying her 'summer' as she called it. Seigen didn't know the reference she was making, but he could feel that it was a familiar concept to her. "It's not summer, Anai. It's only the weekend," he stated. She had far less time than she thought. Anais would be making an impact on the world around her, and it all boiled down to when certain decisions were made. The more he thought about it, the more Seigen realized what type of being she was. "You're not at all like your mother. Actually... you're the exact opposite of a witch," he muttered almost silently. If anyone heard him, Anais would surely be the only one.

Ah, but it seemed Anais was still flipping out about this, that and the other thing. She wasn't being cute. She wasn't stepping out on her mentor. Her concerns were elsewhere. She didn't know how he was being called her husband. Ah... there was something in that. Her concerns... were elsewhere. Realization was beginning to strike Seigen again. His eyes widened in a mix of curiosity and excitement. "Oh. I think I understand now. You really don't want it to be that, huh?" he questioned, recalling her outburst against receiving a 'bad end'. That was the root of it all! She wasn't running from a person; she was running from her own soul. That was so much worse than the alternative. "Well, that's new. Gomen, Mikan. My sense of urgency was a little off," he said to the core personality.

While Sinais approached with intentions of settling his light-tainted dick, Seigen took the time to stare into Anais's face. She was more of a problem to herself than she could ever realize. No matter; he'd fix that soon. First, Seigen would address the normalcy of this dream. "It's called a wet dream, Anai. Now that you're finally having dreams, you should get used to these," he urged, wasting no further time before stealing a kiss from the lass. Just the same, there was no hesitation in the protrusion of his tongue, which thrashed about in Anais's mouth as if marking its territory with saliva.

[Apollymi]

Anais was being given some advice which would strangely resonate with her own understanding. Doing so made her heartbeat quicken just a bit, "Fuck!" she said making all versions of herself turn their eyes towards her. "That is also me," Miko said with a hint of pride in her voice. If it was only the weekend and not the summer then she was about to be confronted by several problems. If it wasn't even a long weekend she was actually in trouble and she didn't feel brave enough, nor in control enough to do everything she needed to do. She had a sense of urgency which actually would work to her benefit. A little fire started in her soul somewhere and several boxes began opening to have their contents sorted though. "I don't know what that means. I can't deal with it right now, box it..." she said. Even in her weird panic she knew when things were important. She'd deal with it later.

Still as Anais spoke Seigen seemed to get more excited. Why was he excited by her concerns? Was it just that she wasn't rejecting him? No, he brought it back to her original statement about bad ends. Her eyes widened as she wasn't a liar she could admit that, she didn't see anything wrong with wanting to be in control of her life, "No. I don't. I want to do the things I need to do. I want things to make sense. And I want to be in control of myself, a bad end wouldn't let me have that..." she said. And to her credit her logic was sensible. She was just trying not to go to hard in any direction. But what was this, Seigen was apologizing to Anais's core personality, claiming that his sense of urgency was off. "Iia, I don't think you owe me an apology," she confirmed. She didn't expect this form to be so far out of sync with her own desires.

At the same time, Sinais sank to begin a dual tongued assault of a perfect cock giving a wink to her other self, before she started she did have something to say. "You know I'm all for it, slut it up with the rest of us!~" she mentioned. She stuck out that dual sided tongue at the other lass before assaulting the cock in front of her properly. Just the same Seigen was leaning into Anais's face. He claimed that she was experiencing a wet dream and should get used to them given her returned ability to dream. She didn't even get a chance to retort though, soon after their lips were pressed together and a tongue was assaulting the inside of her mouth. It was so hot, it felt so right. There were so many versions of herself around. He was playing between her legs, it was pulsing. The whole situation was so hot, and there was the other her, giving oral while having such a large cock of her own. Maybe her mind was trying to help her with her coming problems.

[Bloodedge]

Of course Anais wasn't going to confront certain issues immediately. Frankly, he couldn't expect her to deal with that one just yet. When she needed to have that information, he trusted she knew how to find it. More important things were there to be dealt with at present. Ah, her troubles were very specific after all. She wanted to avoid the fabled bad end, and that just made Seigen want to... force her into one. Surely she'd understand eventually what the truth of things was. Her words, while logical, would only be met with Seigen's disagreement.

According to the elafia, she wanted to be in control of herself. Obviously she didn't want it very hard, as she had no control over the relationship between her own mind, body and soul. Seigen could almost scoff at her audacity, knowing that clear truth himself. Alas, he wouldn't be addressing that matter immediately. Sinais had come to clear his cock of Riri's juices ─ which would also grant her Seigen's additional fluids that dribbled from the tip during his earlier removal. "Mmm~" he moaned. "Careful. We can't just get started with that again; I still have to deal with the problem child," he said. Still, Sinais received a nod of approval from the lad before his attention returned to Anais. "Now, Anai... I have a question for you." Between clauses, Seigen turned fully toward the girl. He hiked her leg up a bit more, removing his finger from her hole to lick the juices from it. Before continuing with the question, he seemed to be appraising Anais's flavor profile while aligning his rod with her opening. "Do you feel like you're in control of yourself now?" he asked in a serious manner. If she thought she'd ever been in control of herself, she was probably wrong. Whatever the case, his cock was already pressing itself against her recently-abandoned opening, stretching it around the tip to begin his first penetration of the most recent 'slutty Miko.'

[Apollymi]

There was no appeal to the logic of the man who was still preparing to have sex with her. Her body was even making it easier for her to do so, and she was looking at several parts of her soul all present and accepting of this treatment. If all of them have done or would do this, perhaps she should think more about her arguments against it and where her aversion to the idea came from. Her darker self was the more straightforward and told her to have fun, her lighter self had come in riding said cock. Her apparent original self, experienced these types of dreams all the time and thought them normal and apparently agreed to marry the lad in her dreams. She was the one who wasn't aligned and perhaps that was the problem but she'd managed to express herself properly.

Ah, but her expression of self was still getting no confirmation of understanding. Seigen was busy having his cock sucked by her darker self and said darker self was quite enjoying the experience. It was all nice to see and it even sounded good on the ears. But such was exactly why she thought herself out of control. She'd gone to sleep to organize her thoughts and make peace with the crazy trajectory of her life, this was not doing that, it was just compounding her problems. "Bleh, problem child. I came over here to help~" she claimed as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She also stuck her tongue out at the lad after tasting the interesting flavor combination. It really was a good thing, this side of herself was even lighter than the side she thought of as her opposite. No wonder she reacted so strangely all the time. Soon after she was watching the start of an entrance to other self with a vested interest. That gentle stretching the leg thrown up and over the lad's shoulder against the tree. Her heart was beating rather fast and she was sure she was blushing and overheating. She couldn't think and he was asking her a question, did she feel in control of herself. "Of course I don't! I haven't ever felt like I was in control of myself, but I am trying and everyone else is making it difficult!" she explained of herself. Miko could understand that sentiment. She'd gone through that particular growing pain already. Too bad Anais couldn't be afforded her tyranny at the moment, "That one is also me." Miko confirmed such feelings. Her body wanted sex, her soul wanted sex, and she... just wanted to think about it and decide for herself it was something she actually wanted to do before she threw herself into it. Was it really too much to ask for?

[Bloodedge]

Yes, it was too much to ask for. Seigen understood that in this world, people functioned as a democracy. If the soul and body were aligned properly, the mind had little choice but to agree... lest there be troublesome, self-destructive consequences. Anais had to learn how to listen to herself. If she didn't, not only would she fail to be in control of herself ─ she'd lose a lot more than control. With the guidance she was about to receive, that would change. First though, she had to be entered. . .

Seigen was already beginning the process of penetrating the elafia. He waited to hear what she would say, but all she did was offer the same irrelevant complaints ─ never rejecting his advances. Since she wasn't rejecting him, she was inviting him. There were no arguments, and there was no fight despite neither of her arms being occupied. As such, Seigen's slow effort to penetrate Anais became... a very sudden lunge that stopped only when he struck her cervix. "Oh, whoops~. Gomen, Anai. I was trying to give you time to say 'no,' but... you took so long, and it felt like you were sucking me in. This might be a little too tight for me to pull out, so..." In a playful manner, Seigen pulled back his cock, pretending he was trying to remove it. About halfway out of her canal, his hips lunged forward again, as if her cervix was a magnet for his dick. "Woahwoahwoah~! See what I mean? It's your fault at this point~♥"

[Apollymi]

Anais was in a complicated mess, which was for all intents and purposes, her least favorite kind. If she was the problem, she'd gladly adjust her method of thinking, but she couldn't just make such a random shift in her own thinking. There was so much to do... so many things that she couldn't really come to understand so quickly. Like concluding that her actual self knew this lad, and that she was fine with his presence within their dream. Perhaps they'd decided to marry and she was living her fantasy vicariously though her dreams, she couldn't get in the way of something like that. And according to that same lass, wet dreams were her normal status of dream so maybe it wasn't really as big a deal as Anais initially thought it was? Perhaps par for the course was just her understanding that this sort of thing would be happening while she slept? She was busy considering all these things, as Seigen began sinking into her loins. She'd definitely done this before, taking the necessary time to process while ignoring what her body was doing. The only difference between this time and the last time, was... she knew fully what she was feeling.

That slow sink into her depths was something that had her breath catching in her lungs. She didn't know why he'd decided she was the target, wait she did know that. He'd offered her a carnal fucking in her trying times. She wasn't sure if she should accept that, but given the relaxed state of her other selves, perhaps it wasn't as bad as it seemed. She couldn't really be sure, ah, but she was forced to concentrate as a slow push forward became a quick nudge towards her womb. "Ah♥!" slipped from between her lips. What was he saying? That he was trying to give her time but he got pulled in? "That doesn't..." she didn't even get a chance to launch her complaint as he pulled back, and then launched himself forward again. He didn't breech her cervix, but instead hit it. Such a thing sent a plethora of sensation into her body. It made her core twitch with anticipation. "It's not my fault," she claimed seeming woozy. 'Alright, all the mes present seem to be fine with this. It's a dream. I was upset because this wasn't how I was going to decompress, but...' her thought paused. She found herself taking in Seigen's physical appearance. From that mark on his forehead, to his alluring purple eyes and all other aspects of his person. She could even feel his cock buried within her body and it felt perfect aside from his decision not to go as deeply as everyone present knew he could. 'He's perfect! Like somehow exactly my type too... Should I have sex with a perfect guy in my dreams even if he's pushy?' she wondered. Well, she was already mid-coitus so her answer was clear. She'd already accepted she knew that from her previous conversations with Mugen. Maybe it wasn't as bad as she thought? At the same time, Miko got to watch as making a decision played across her face on another person, she gave Riri a raised brow wondering what happened to this version of herself to make her into something so opposed to her own antics.

[Bloodedge]

Anais's physical reactions betrayed everything she had to say. The pleasure she felt from 'full' penetration was obvious to Seigen, and surely to everyone else present ─ those who already knew how it felt. "Ah? That's a strange answer," he said in response to her first utterance. Anais did have more to say, but the next words she offered weren't even a full clause as he plunged into her. Afterwards, however, she claimed this situation wasn't her fault. "Yes it is. Just look at you, Anai. You were begging for this with everything but your mouth. That part's the shame," he said. Every word Seigen spoke reeked of allure. In fact, some within the magical world would call him an Incubus, or something similar.

Whatever the case, Anais continued to fail at dissuading his advances. As such, Seigen continued stretching her walls around his girth, filling this shrine with the sound of squelching. For one who couldn't let herself consent, Anais spoke more than enough words with her body. Was that truly enough, though? No ─ no it wasn't. Even as he lunged and lunged into the girl, Seigen was not yet satisfied. He couldn't be ─ not until she reached the state she needed to be in. "You know, Anai... this would be even better if you were more honest. You may not lie to anyone else, but I think you're lying to yourself. That's even worse."

[Apollymi]

There was a certain truth which was obvious to everyone else. Anais did indeed want to engage the way she was currently. Of course, she was experiencing a very confusing set of emotions. Of course she was, this man was gorgeous and he wanted her and this was her dream apparently enough that all of her agreed about it. But there were things she'd not thought about yet, like why she was doing this to herself. She could be happy having sex with this one, but how much was too much? She hadn't figured it out yet. "Waah! This isn't the first time I'm hearing that," she said. She was in truth working on aligning her reactions, it would be easier if she understood them better. "You could just accept that you're doing things you like and not worry about it" Sinais mentioned still in prime position to witness this one's corruption. Why not? She'd seen the hints of normal in this one already, she might as well see her become like the rest of them.

Still Seigen continued to pummel her loins and her body began to pulse. Of course it would do that. She understood what was happening, she even liked it and accepted it. According to Seigen she may not lie to others but she was lying to herself. About what? She wasn't lying to herself... was she? Her confusion would only grow. Perhaps this was one of the things she actually needed to work though? She couldn't help but moan at the attention she was getting and her body was approaching a certain apex. Perhaps it was necessary for this to happen so that she could reach her answer? Or maybe she was just chasing sensations? She understood what it was like to just want to have sex, but she didn't want to be a person who couldn't get things done because she was always doing this kind of thing. She wasn't wrong for her logic she was sure... she wasn't lying to herself about this... so what was she lying about?

[Bloodedge]

Anais would have to figure some things out for herself. If she didn't, those lessons would lose their purpose entirely. Most importantly, she had to be corrupted; there was far too little darkness inside her. Sinais seemed to agree from her very advantageous point in the arrangement. Seigen's senses were open to the elafia's feelings of pleasure. Every flex and collapse of her walls resonated with him fully. After having a few thousand years of experience with Iino Miko's various forms, he knew precisely the signs of her orgasm. Anais didn't have to show any outward signs for Seigen to know exactly when he should take advantage of the impending climax. What would he do with the moment encroaching?

Seigen... stopped. He didn't throb. He didn't offer one additional thrust, nor did he shift his cock around within her ─ not one bit. In fact, a moment of eye contact with Seigen would cause the freezing of Anais's body, ensuring she could do nothing to send herself over the edge either. With that taken care of, Seigen would continue staring into the girl's face. "Ore? My mistake; I think I almost made you cum. But... you don't want that. I'll at least adhere to some of your wishes; you've been pretty adamant about not wanting to do so much with me~"

[Apollymi]

Anais was too light for the group, this much was obvious even to Miko. Admittedly Miko wouldn't have gone about corrupting her other self in such an extreme manner, but she assumed there was a reason to take this route. She had a certain amount of trust in this lad and more over in the nature of her own mind. The elafia in this case was busy having an extreme reaction to the newfound pummeling she was receiving. Of course, Seigen didn't stop and she was left with her own thoughts for quite a few moments. Was she lying to herself? What would she have been lying about? She needed to figure that part out, but it wasn't an easy thing to do.

Her body was throbbing and it was being pushed over the edge, and then...it wasn't. No movements, no throbbing and she couldn't even shift her own hips given their current positioning. So what was this, he claimed that he'd almost made her cum but that was his mistake. He'd be adhering to at least some of her wishes. "WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF LOGIC IS THAT?!" she exclaimed. "Why does this keep happening to me?" she questioned remembering a certain moment which made her shut down her mind again. "I never said that! I just didn't know why you were here... I also never said I didn't want to do anything with you, there is just no context to all of this. Also if you are going to have sex with me you can't just decide to keep me from the thing that makes it extra enjoyable. That isn't what I want!" she said finally semi-exhausted. All of that and Sinais couldn't stop the grin crossing her face. That was the one who wanted to break people. Even if she didn't fully understand why. Miko on the other hand could only nod, "That is also me," she said understanding the girl's frustration, not the denial of orgasm but instead the frustration at being misunderstood. At the same time Seigen was staring into Anais's face. She knew she wanted him, wanting to continue wanted to have sex. She might have even admitted it earlier if this meeting had been on her own terms so why was she being confronted this way multiple times. She didn't do anything to anyone to deserve this sort of treatment.

[Bloodedge]

At long last, someone was getting the greatest truth from Anais. She met his orgasm denial with pure outrage, which he thought was a thing of pure beauty. The scream she offered hit his ear like a symphony; he couldn't tell if it was the mood or just the sound of her voice. She even kept rambling afterwards, much to Seigen's satisfaction. To the elafia's credit, her concerns were valid ─ even though the reasons were misplaced. Of course, that wasn't her fault. Seigen wasn't going to let any of that slide, however. "I agree, Anai. Why do you keep making people do this to you?" he asked. What Anais hadn't come to terms with, was the fact that her existence was one of receiving. She should have known this information by now, but perhaps she hadn't internalized all that meant. While she was like this, it would always be the desire of others to give her... offerings of various sorts.

Ah, but the elafia's biggest concern was perhaps the lack of orgasm. That part was more for Seigen's entertainment, and to help drive his point forward. "Oya? That's not what you want?" he questioned, almost managing to seem legitimately shocked. Of course he knew what she wanted; he'd been hearing that for 3,000 dream years. That wasn't the point. "Well you never really said what you wanted. This assertiveness you have now ─ where was it a few minutes ago? If you didn't want me inside you, even just right now, you shouldn't have let me take things so far. But you did want that, didn't you? You wanted me to fuck you silly the moment our eyes met... didn't you? You could have said that as well, but look what your indecision led us to. It's time to be more direct, Anai~♪"

[Apollymi]

There was a certain statement from Seigen, which made Anais have a snap reaction, "I don't..." she paused then. Did she make this happen to her? Well, the last time this happened was with her next teacher. It would seem that she had, told him yes and then changed her mind. That case was a bit extreme but she simply didn't want to change her path. She also didn't understand her desires towards him, but seeing her other selves here and all engaged happily in sexual activities with someone else, she assumed this was one of those baser desires. Maybe it even came from the original, she seemed to freer with herself than Anais was presently. All was well in that case. But did she know anything else? Well there were a few things. She went through the things she'd learned in the last few days and tried to reason through whether or not she was the cause for her own problematic lack of endings. She was doing so at a surprising speed for herself though, which would have been noted if her other selves were still in her mind.

Still she was working though that while Seigen seemed shocked that she didn't want to be denied. According to Seigen the assertiveness she possessed at being stopped before orgasm was exactly the sort of thing she needed if she wanted to say no. Or even if she wanted time to think. According to him, it was obvious that she'd wanted to do this sort of thing with him immediately after they locked eyes. Did she? Well she did conclude that he was perfect for her pretty quickly and while she'd not brought him him, she probably would have agreed or rather did agree regardless. And there was that thing about her body being smaller and thus more inclined to receiving, she supposed that anyone raised with that knowledge in this world who found her attractive might try offering themselves to her. And Miwa did mention she had to learn how to say no, perhaps the inverse was also true? Though she wasn't the type of person who would normally even think anyone was looking at her, apparently they did. Even a random guy in her head was throwing himself at her, should could do to be a bit more firm about things she wanted. Her fingers began tapping together as she worked her way through various thoughts and opened several boxes. "Oh, that one is almost me..." Miko commented. Somehow watching a version of herself logic her way into accepting something was interesting and kind of hot. But perhaps that was just someone having sex while making such a decision.

"Okay... okay..." she murmured seeming to get herself into place. If it was time to be direct then maybe she could manage it. Even while seeming so skittish with her fingers tapping together she could, admit to the problems she caused herself given the information she currently had. "I wasn't being indecisive, I just wanted to understand first. I just didn't want to rush into anything... " Anais said these words as she worked through her cluttered thought processes. "But I do understand that I am standing in my own way again," she murmured. "I am not saying anything bad about you... I really do think you're perfect. It just seems like a lot to randomly react to someone I don't know, like it's too forward. I'll also admit to not being very assertive most of the time," she said with a face which was deeply blushing at the time. "I do, want you and to have sex and go all in because it's fun and I like having this sort of fun and I think your dick is nice and I want to feel it in my womb..." she admitted. Her face was red she was sure she was dying. Why was she torturing herself in her own dreams and why did she have a hot guy doing it for her? Maybe she just needed it.

[Bloodedge]

Seigen patiently awaited Anais's proper response. She spent a fair amount of time collecting her own thoughts, and though he was aggressing her so readily up to this point, Seigen was content to let her think. The point, after all, was her improvement as a spiritual entity. What would she come up with? He was excited to know, hoping only that it was something entertaining in the end.

When she finally spoke, Anais denied being indecisive, claiming she just didn't want to rush anything. "Same thing," Seigen said, though he brushed it off. Anais understood that she was limiting herself. He had nothing to say about that, as it was entirely true. She admitted to her perception of him, but thought to avoid such reactions to a complete stranger. "We're in private," he asserted. There was no point in her being so reserved in private settings, even with a complete stranger. There was no one around to judge her. Anais also admitted to her lack of assertiveness ─ another firm truth. Most importantly however, there was the final clause spoken by the girl. She wanted to experience intercourse with him, wishing to feel... his dick in her womb, in her own words. A semi-permanent grin was upon Seigen's face as he considered her proposition. "Good job coming clean, Anai. But... I don't think that'll do. For me to believe you and give you what you want, I'm gonna need you to be a little more specific. What do you want exactly? Start to finish, c'mon~♥"

[Apollymi]

Anais had managed to tell several truths. She was working on herself, it was taking a few days, but compared to three hundred years, a few days was hardly any time at all. And what was more, despite being very aggressive with her earlier he didn't seem to be rushing her through her thought processes. No, he heard them out and though he had several bits of commentary to offer, she eventually got out everything. This everything included a confession of what she thought of Seigen initially. The lad seemed to assert that she didn't have to be so worked up about being into him, they were in private. "I guess we are in private. Just me and other mes and a hot guy. Still it seems a bit rude. Is it rude or am I being weird?" she wondered over herself. "You're being weird. We all think he's hot and everyone appreciates a little outward appraisal from people they like," was the commentary offered by Sinais, though she'd been most active in the girl's head, and thus knew she didn't know how attractive she was.

Of course, her speaking did end in a confession and eventually she managed to get out everything and it seemed that the lad was grinning. There was something about it that was a little unsettling but she was waiting to find out what his reaction was in truth. Apparently, she'd done a good job, confessing and working through stuff. Of course, she soon realized why she was unsettled, he wasn't done. He wouldn't simply accept what she said, he claimed he needed to know what she wanted, start to finish to be really sure. 'Sadist!' her mind screamed that word and she squirmed, maybe not physically. "Waaah?! Why me!" she griped initially. Her fingers began rapidly tapping. She'd do what he asked, she had been unclear, she understood the notion, even if she was bothered a bit. "It's okay. It's okay... I can do this. It's just me and other mes I can be direct!" she murmured just a little. Her fingers were rapidly tapping her bottom lip was quivering, the reddened face was heating up to the point she knew her brain was boiling. All the while her other selves watched with anticipation, "I--ah... want..." she took a deep breath and exhaled her eyes shifting before settled upon Seigen so she could blurt out the things she'd been imagining since she'd been back against this tree. "I want you to kiss me, and fuck me against this tree aggressively, until I cum. And then I want you to shove your dick all the way to my womb. And cum inside so I can feel it fill up and keep fucking after I'm all full and it's spilling out of me. And then I want the other mes to get in on this, 'cause, we're hot and we should all have fun," she got all of it out and was sure she was light headed. It was too much. She was going to die of embarrassment before she actually had sex.

[Bloodedge]

Maybe Anais hadn't rationalized the amount of privacy they had here. In all technicality, she was alone with Seigen, and thus could have said whatever she wanted to, or about, the lad in question. That was of little importance, of course; she came around to that notion with relative ease. Seigen agreed with Sinais, passively for the most part. "What she said. You're being too hard on yourself. Being hard in regards to you is my job, Anai~♥" he flirted with a cheeky wink.

Seigen's favorite part was on its way. This form of Miko was the most breakable by far, and was therefore the most fun to wear down. Even Miko herself wasn't so reserved. He watched her freak out over the idea of being more blunt. Once that passed, he watched her freak out even more, trying to hype herself up for the admission of a lifetime. Lo and behold, Anais eventually managed exact, excruciating detail about her desires. The grin Seigen wore was no different than what he showed before those sadistic demands, but this time... he pecked the girl's lips. "Good girl~♥" the lad praised. Anais would find that the little peck he gave her was one of freeing; she'd be capable of full movement once more. With that being the case, she was also free to be moved ─ such as when Seigen lifted her other leg onto his other shoulder. She didn't say how she wanted to be aggressively fucked against the tree, so he made sure himself and the tree were the only things she could feel while forcing his way well past her cervix. "Greetings, with love, Anai~♥" he chimed while breaching her womb.

[Apollymi]

Anais was probably the most reserved version of Iino Miko. And according to her darker self and the lad in front of her, she was being too hard on herself. Seigen was even flirting about it, claiming he was the one who should be hard about her. "Waa... Well, I mean..." it would seem that Anais was the least capable of flirting but she was at least physically conscious enough to still blush. "If you want," she ended that statement.

Regardless of her inability to converse properly about the things which were happening with her, she did manage to get out all of her desires. And when she did she saw the most sadistic smile on the lad's face, but he also leaned into her, and pecked her lips, calling her a good girl. She sighed her relief somehow happy to have gotten praise, and beyond that she seemed quite capable of movement and she wouldn't even have to do it herself. The lad put her other leg up on his shoulder and began to plow her properly. His cock reaching all the way into her womb and she managed to orgasm in the space of that single thrust as he entered her womb. Her cervix twitched around him as he made his way inside. "Hello♥!~" she chimed happily as her arms went up to further fold her and also bring them closer together. She'd hold him as he held her against this tree and happily accept his cock deep into her body. "I... still don't know your name," she moaned quietly. Maybe the dream guy didn't have a name, but she still didn't want to be rude. "Huh, she broke, but it seems fine..." Miko mentioned knowing she'd collapsed the same way. "It's definitely for the best," Riri mused. "All I know is, I'm still throbbing and she wants us involved so who's taking my dick!?" Sinais murmured ready to hand it out to whoever needed it.

[Bloodedge]

Even as she turned it all around, Anais remained a strange amount of... skittish. His flirting was not reciprocated, but he couldn't complain since she was at least acknowledging his show of interest. That would suffice; bland though it was, it remained... cute. "That'll do, Anai. That'll do," he assured while staring affectionately into that blushing face.

That initial visit to Anais's womb came with a greeting. This time when Seigen thrusted into her body, Anais responded in kind, greeting him verbally... and spiritually, if one counted the convulsions he felt around his dick like some high-speed, short massage from tip to base. "That's a better greeting. It's the perfect 'hello' from a slut; I love it~♥" said Seigen. Ah, something was wrong though. Anais didn't know his name at all. If anything could become a problem down the line, it would be that. Seigen now had a prime opportunity that was granted to him almost 3,000 dream years ago by Iino Miko herself. With a confident grin that was equal parts twisted and seductive, he gave the name she needed. "Abe no Sei... gen," he stated firmly while staring deeply into the elafia's eyes. "Got that? It's going to be on the test~"

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Anais wasn't quite relaxed enough to flirt properly. Or maybe she wasn't going to be much of a flirt at this point in her life, she was still growing. Perhaps a bit of observation would give her some better ideas of how to reply to flirtations? Regardless, it seemed that her acknowledgement was enough, Seigen even claimed it would do. Still the lad stared at her with emotion in his eyes, and she found herself blushing more fervently under his attention.

Meanwhile she got to feel a supremely eventful entrance. The lad before her claimed this was a good way to greet him. A perfect hello and he called her a slut. It was affectionate too. Like how she spoke to her friend. Was she odd for liking it coming from him? Maybe she'd consult her other selves about it. Though given what Sinais was like she was sure that one absolutely loved it. "I'm glad," she managed about the greeting. Still there was his introduction, which oddly came a bit late, given he was already deep inside her body but the name drop made her eyes widen just a bit. "No way♥!~" she said seemingly excited. Did she have it? Of course she did. "I don't want to think about tests, this is awesome! Of course I got it, Abe no Seigen... I like that," she was truly elated. She had an Abe no Sei, one for herself. That was definitely good, regardless of anything else, especially given what she knew of this world. Pleased wouldn't begin to cover it, so she'd continue starting to move her hips as the three lasses moved closer and seemed to be working out who was going to get to take Sinais's dick for a ride first. It was decided it would be Riri while Miko busied her handsy self with the other two, seemingly pleased with the dexterity offered by the dual tongue in Sinais's mouth.

[Bloodedge]

These versions of Miko kept giving him golden opportunities without realizing it. Well, one of them surely realized what was going on, but that was another matter entirely. In the case of Anais, she unknowingly gave him the last thing he needed... or perhaps the second last thing. Either way, she received his name the way Iino Miko had given it, just as he wanted; she even seemed excited when hearing it. "Yes way~♥" Seigen said to the lass.

Anais wanted nothing to do with tests, but it was no paper exam he spoke of. "Don't think about it... but still internalize it. Put that in a box," he suggested even while playing short-range pong between his pelvis and the tree, with Anais as the ball. There were a few things left from that list of hers, though they wouldn't take long to fulfill. "Oh, I think you wanted me to...~" Seigen let his statement trail off as his cock swelled within Anais, no longer simply throbbing. One grunt, one strong thrust to the depths of her womb, and then there was one... gushing spray of his seed to fill and expand the elafia's womb. Seigen stayed in place and filled Anais like a water balloon, even focusing on the potency of his expelled mana. Ah, but she wanted more, didn't she? Once that alleged water balloon was filled, he restored the movement of his hips. Such would effectively churn that expanded womb full of his semen, leaving little choice for said semen than to squelch its way between her walls and the invasive shaft, eventually squirting out between them with every thrust ─ all to be free of that high-pressure situation.

[Apollymi]

Of the versions of Miko who currently existed, only one truly understood what was going on, and that was Riri. She was bound to understand regardless, because of her nature as a being. She watched as she saw one version of herself give the lad a name that furthered his hold on the reality surrounding her. It was interesting, how many powers were in use without the knowledge of those using them. No matter, his name was accepted and beyond that his soul and body were accepted by the same girl. It might have seemed odd given the fact that he tormented her before this, but theirs was a relationship of many facets not all of them being explored presently.

What was more, Seigen understood the way Anais's or rather Miko's mind worked, and declared she should not think about her test and put it in a box. Never one to take up too much unnecessary space in her own head, Anais happily agreed to his notion. "Hai♥!~" she agreed boxing up that information along with other stuff for later usage. As if to further help her along, he even remembered the nature of her rest, stirring her up and releasing massive quantities of seed within her womb. She was filled to the point of near bursting and then he began to move himself around more. Their combined essences spilling on to thighs and grounds below them as their lower halfs collided repeatedly. Anais swooned her body convulsing around his repeatedly as she saw little stars dotting her eyes as she continued to orgasm. She only held him tighter as little light notes slipped through her lips. And they were joined in harmony by the others as their own form of coitus began as well. How nice this was, a group of them all getting railed together. Time could pass as such until they all found satisfaction, while Anais gained a bit more darkness from her direct interaction with Seigen.

[Bloodedge]

Anais was going to need that information about tests and his name in her memory. Maybe it wouldn't become an absolute necessity, but if it did... she was really going to need it. For now though, she only needed to keep receiving him. The slapping of skin, a wet grinding and an orchestra of moans and screams filled the air for quite some time to come ─ even with the other three joining the fray in various ways, at various intervals. Now it was an orgy of Iino Miko, featuring one 'Abe no' Seigen attending to all of her selves.

Eventually, there was a very different scene to be witnessed in this particular shrine. Seigen had himself positioned over Anais from the rear, using his own body to keep her pinned against... not the well this time, but the shrine itself as he churned her moist opening with his stiffness. One hand held Anais's wrists, keeping her arms pinned against the small of her back. His other hand, conversely, held her by the antler to keep her head pulled back toward his ear. "It's been a while, Anai. What do you think now? What are you?" he asked, his movements within her womb deliberately slow ─ drawn-out, even. This all started when she gave him an identity; it was time she accepted hers.

[Apollymi]

Anais's breaking facilitated an orgy between various versions of herself and one Abe no Seigen... and it was amazing. By the time it all ended, she'd engaged with all versions of herself and Seigen in a varied number of ways and by the time they seemed to be wrapping up, she was once again at Seigen's mercy. At long last she was being rooted into at the Shrine itself, Seigen at her rear. His body was moving in and out hers while her arms were locked behind her being held by him. He even had her by one of her antlers keeping her in an inverted arch so he could speak directly into her ears.

He was torturing her again, this time, he was moving deliberately slowly within her womb, seeming to draw out his motions. He asked her about this timing and her fun, seeming to want to draw from her a statement about the nature of her being. Ah, well... she was going to have to say it. Without the ability to tap her fingers together as she usually would the deep blush on her face seemed to gain alternate meaning. "I... think this has been great. All of me and you and I'm..." she got quiet for just a second seeming to take deep breaths. One might have assumed that she was trying to physically be able to speak but it wasn't just that. "I have to say it. I'm gonna say it... I can do this..." she murmured to herself. This of course, drew soft smiles from the group at large. "I don't wanna say it," she murmured. "Ah... but I can do this..." she struggled once more. "I'm a happy little slut," she finally managed to spill out of her mouth. "Waah, I said it." she seemed almost frightened by what she'd said. "That one is also me, she's definitely grown on me~" Miko managed as she was once again bent over and seemingly getting railed by Sinais who had a hand on the back of her neck while she faced the other girl. They were all selective little sluts, so all could be well regardless. Anais could do nothing but accept the truth of this matter given her current condition, she felt like it was fine. She didn't have to say it to anyone else.

[Bloodedge]

Over time, Anais became yet another version of Miko who was willing to explore her own sexual deviance. The five of them had quite a time, Seigen included. Debauchery filled the shrine until its major structure became a resting place for Anais's body while Seigen slowly grinded against her walls in a deliberate manner. He needed just one more thing from her to satisfy his own desires for the future; he needed her to establish her connection to him. Miko's agreement wasn't enough; he had to have it from every form she presently had.

In response to his mental prodding, Anais struggled once again. She still found it difficult to talk like a deviant, even though she acted as one more freely. After hyping herself up to answer him, Anais said something... dangerous. Her statement did leave the lad throbbing with purpose inside her, but there was something she needed to be warned against. "Be more specific, Anai," he said. His voice was naturally a teasing one, but that statement came with something more... concerned, as if there were literal repercussions to the way Anais spoke that sentence.

Just the same, there were repercussions to their current location being a place they all stayed for so long. Seigen himself, Miko, Sinais, Riri, Anais ─ there should have been no more than five bodies inside this dream. In actuality, there were presently five and one-half, as another entity was slipping into the realm bit by bit. . .

[Apollymi]

Anais was always having a tough time. It was difficult to think, and more difficult to come up with the right deviant words for the situation. A purposeful bit of throbbing and teasing words came after she managed to hype herself up enough to say more deviant things. Ah, but according Seigen he needed something more specific. Right, this was kind of important, "I'm... uh... Sei... gen's happy little slut~" she managed as she reached the next phase of orgasm. Her voice had been dotted with musical notes. She personally hoped she got praised, she seemed to respond well to positive treatment. It was quite aggressive the way she was being held against the shrine and the way he was moving about in her depths. She shifted the thing she say to be specific about the target of her more slutty behavior all was fine in this way.

But there was indeed something happening in this dream. Even as the other versions of herself fornicated with each other, there was another something seeming to come together within this dream. It wasn't something in the forefront of Anais's mind, but the ears of Riri prickled just a tad. Just the same Sinais's tail twitched. She didn't assume anyone else could be in this dream and it wasn't like they were expecting a certain Myouou to show up either. So what was that?

[Bloodedge]

Much to Seigen's satisfaction, the elafia gave necessary specification to her identity. Her doing so would help them all out in time. "Atta girl," Seigen said in response to her correction. He swelled within her, deciding to pick up the pace at long last. Anais's impending orgasm heralded the same from Seigen as his pelvis slammed against her, slapping against her ass again and again. It all sounded like a beat being clapped for a fast-paced dance. As time passed throughout that pounding, however...

It may have been a short amount of time, but five and one-half became... six. The clapping sound that came from Seigen's repeated impact against Anais's backside was copied, far too in-rhythm to be an echo. In the distance, a male figure was approaching and clapping his hands. He was a beautiful individual who looked a great deal like Seigen, albeit older, perfectly muscular and with long two-tone hair that was black on his left and white on his right. His eyes were black as night, but looked as if there were red lights hidden deep within them, waiting to shine through. His clothes were a black kimono and hakama with red accents, a matching eboshi upon his head. Seigen, who was exploding deep within Anais's core at the time of this, stopped his movement in time to let that extra clapping become clear to anyone. Without even looking in this new man's direction, Seigen sighed, never losing the grin on his face that matched the newcomer's visage. "Ah. I think I took too long," he commented absently.

[Apollymi]

Seigen received the specification he wanted from Anais, and she received the positive reinforcement she needed. A gentle smile crossed her face as her eyes lit up in excitement. And then there was the clapping. Body against body, flesh against flesh, a certain kind of clapping would occur between Seigen and Anais for the duration of this part of their bout. It was so very intense, and so deeply satisfying that when climax was finally reached the noise that escaped the girl's lungs in time with the clapping was, heavenly. At the same time her womb was filled and her body went seemingly limp. But oddly enough the clapping continued and it wasn't coming from Sinais who'd already stopped the movements of the small form of Miko having poured more of herself into the dark haired girl.

That extra person was quite interesting as a sight to see. "Why is there someone else in my dream? There's not supposed to be anyone else in my dream..." was the question of Anais who immediately post coitus became scared and with her fear, a certain amount of rippling began. If one had to ask whether fight or flight was her initial instinct, they simply hadn't known this version of the girl long enough. She was afraid of a newcomer in this situation, more so than anything else. Seigen, for his part in this was still grinning and that might have set her at ease, but the lad always seemed to be smiling. What was more, her current position wouldn't allow her to see the other man directly, she would have had to turn and that wasn't necessarily possible. Just the same Riri, Miko and Sinais seemed content to not run into anyone else within their own space. "Does this mean it's time to go?" this was the question of Sinais as she placed down the original version of herself.

[Bloodedge]

Even with the appearance of an intruder, Seigen took his time sliding out of Anais's core. He obviously intended to leave as much of his essence inside her as possible within the girl until there was hardly any residue remaining on him. Once he fully extricated himself, he gently let go of her antler and arms to face... a very familiar-looking visage encroaching upon the shrine. As one could expect, Anais began freaking out immediately, nearly shutting down the dream from her initial reaction. The other three had taken pause to inspect the intruder, and Seigen was... simply being Seigen. It was he who decided to answer Anais's question. "Why wouldn't he be in your dreams? When you wish really hard, sometimes the world might answer you," he said cryptically.

Seigen's arms were crossed, his smile permanently plastered onto his face as he viewed the approaching male. Sinais decided to ask the important question here. Was the intrusion a sign that they should be leaving? Well, by Seigen's account, they should have been gone some time ago... before this man had a chance to appear. "Hmm, maybe. Anai's dream is on Alaya, so that means... oh!" he exclaimed in realization, looking toward Anais. "He's probably just coming back home to take a seat. Which means... I was just railing Anai on his chair. I guess you'd call that sacrilege, considering..." he explained, leaving the final piece of information unspecified for the moment.

[Apollymi]

Even though there was apparently someone approaching the shrine, Seigen rather slowly removed himself from Anais's body. She moaned just a little though her innate sense of panic had gone nowhere. All the other girls were a bit antsy as well, with the exception of Sinais who seemed to be somewhat fearless to start with. Seigen seemed to be his mischievous self having something amused and cryptic to say about the random person showing up in Anais dreams. He claimed that sometimes when you wished for something enough the world might give it to you. "Eh? I have... not..." Anais gave it pause she did remember talking about the only thing she'd ever wished for earlier in the day and seemed more than a bit surprised. Her mind jumped to a conclusion but she wasn't ready for that just yet.

Sinais' question had been answered in a strange way, with Seigen claiming that they maybe should be leaving. This dream of Anais's was set on Alaya and as such this setting belonged to the man approaching. According to Seigen he was returning home and he seemed more than amused about railing Anais on his chair. "Waaah!" she proclaimed seeming to scramble. No way was she about to meet someone else naked today. Her heart couldn't take this kind of shift, his words about sacrilege and how she understood her own sacrilege which she assumed he was referencing led her to one conclusion, that she wasn't ready to face. "Look, if that means what I think it means, I can't face him right now. I've been through a lot today already. I don't want to die of embarrassment or sacrilege," she said scrambling on wobbly legs. Her new found assertiveness being used to avoid this situation. She headed for the well which the others were currently standing around too, but not before offering the lad a quick peck shaking legs aside. "See you, later~" she offered. The same would be repeated by each lass before all four hoped back into the well. They went in, in the order of their appearance. Miko first, then Sinais, then Riri, who paused to say one more quiet thing to Anais before she disappeared. "You have to remember, what I said to you..." she murmured. "What?" Anais immediately responded. "No... you have to remember. I'll be with you~" she said disappearing back into the well too. Just the same Anais hopped in next wanting to disappear before she came face to face in a way which would embarrass her beyond her own belief, aiming to drop into the well and wake herself from her sleep state. At the end of all this, only Seigen and that new figure would remain.

[Bloodedge]

Seigen's eyes never left the newcomer, even as the variants of Miko got up to flee the scene. The order he met them in, was the order of their departure, ending in Anais. "Good idea. Run along, quick as you like," he said ever so casually as they all jumped into the well. Before any of that, Anais gave him reason to believe she understood the encroaching man's identity. How interesting; she was running from a man of great importance yet again today, even in her dreams. No matter.

One, two, three, and... four. Once all versions of Iino Miko were gone, Seigen stood and patiently awaited the intruder's arrival, managing to hold himself within Anais's subconscious realm before she woke. With the other male's approach, he gave a cheeky grin and wink. "Is that what that looks like from the outside? Looks like you changed it up a bit," he said while glancing the man over. "... I don't like it," he added. This other male met Seigen with a grin that matched his own, albeit with a certain added haughtiness to it. "Is this what you are now? No... No, you are but a phantasm, not even the genuine article. You've some nerve to even speak to me. Where is my miko? I know she was among that group you just let leave."

Seigen groaned audibly at the other's request ─ or rather, demand. Moreover, he had a clear distaste for a few choice words sent his way. Being the way he was, however, Seigen had some choice words of his own. "Nothing genuine; you're right. So, you and me? Twinsies?~" he teased before addressing more important matters. "Your miko isn't here, by the way. Those four? That was just my gang of sluts. You know how it is to just hang around with sluts all day, right?" he said further. The other male's power surged, warping the already-crumbling reality of Anais's dreamscape. Sadly for him, Seigen was more used to maneuvering through dead dreams, and began fading away before anything else could be done. "Baibai~" he said, vanishing with another wink and a blown kiss.

[Apollymi]

Was Anais running from someone she thought was important? Yes. But she had a good reason for it, she wasn't ready and in keeping with her most recent lessons she'd remove herself from the situation before anything else potentially happened to her. She'd figure out how she felt about this all later. Besides, it was a dream, if it was real and Abe no Seimei had already reincarnated, she was sure they'd meet again, when she was more presentable and less... having a wet dream where she was having an orgy with herself. She was shooed off and what happened after that was unclear to her.

The dream in her mind began to crumble and as it fell apart. Her consciousness returned to her body and she felt wet. She was stirring, but before she could fully open her eyes another set were already on her. Yume had woken in the bed as she always would, with Anais's hand clasping onto her bosom and cuddled in rather closely to her body. What she didn't expect was the feeling of being submerged in a small pool so of course she opened her eyes and reached down. She found herself half way submerged in a bed which seemed like a popped water bed for his soaked density. The truth of this matter was, the entirety of this room, smelled heavily of persimmon. She was quite sure, they were stewing in liquid mana. She rotated gently able to splash her feet and toes in the accumulation her body had sunk into. She peeked over the elafia to the male Elf she assumed to still be here, wondering if she'd been allowed to sleep through something great. "Ai-aniki did you two wake up and have fun without me?" she murmured seeming to think the quantity of spilled liquid only made sense if there was someone else involved.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen had woken up mere moments after the demoness. The feeling beneath him was very much unexpected, yet also not outside the realm of normalcy. He assumed a great deal of fun had been shared between the two girls overnight while he slept, or that some amount of preparation was being done for the morning. Obviously, it was all Anais's mana. He'd been forced to experience the deviant nature of Yume before dinner; it would have been no surprise to find out she'd been molesting the elafia all through the night. Still... this quantity of mana outpour was unprecedented.

Little did Ailen know, nothing of the sort had occurred. Yume eventually peered over Anais, asking if he had anything to do with this rampant moisture. The elf seemed shocked. "Hm? No, I woke only a moment ago. I was just assuming you two had been up to something... or, at the very least, you were up to something," he said to acknowledge the demon girl's obvious nature and decisions. "This certainly doesn't seem like a one-person task, unless some great amount of focus was used. I wonder..."

[Apollymi]

Yume was a deviant by her own nature. She was a demon after all... but this pool of moisture beneath them had nothing to do with her. As she spoke to Ailen it became obvious that it had nothing to do with him either. His words implied that he thought this may have had something to do with the two girls having fun while he slept or perhaps... something like the demoness in question having fun while they slept. "Ai-aniki, that one hurts, as if I'd do something like this without waking you~" she teased just slightly. She might be inclined to take advantage of an opportunity that presented itself, but she wasn't exactly going to do through so much without it being something of great importance. Playful though she was being about this entire situation, it was quite a lot of mana for Anais not to be feeling empty.

"Yare yare, if you and Mi-chan didn't do it..." she started with an amused but devious look on her face. "And Mi-chan and I didn't do it..." she said as if embarking upon a great mental journey. "Then I can't help but wonder how it was done, and why she isn't almost dead given the sheer quantity of it that there is~" she mused. "I'm sure we'll get an answer soon~" Yume mused. Perhaps this was growing into her Miko. This was the sort of thing she imagined the girl she'd known on Gaia went though quite frequently given the contents of her dreams. In truth it was quite entertaining. And though she had an idea she'd have to wait for Anais to wake. And that is exactly what she was doing. Her dream sequence fell away and there were normal voices both of which she recognized. While coming back to consciousness, she gave that same casual squeeze to the breast in her hand, but... something was markedly different. Her lower half felt almost submerged. And when she moved her feet there was nothing but liquid mana rubbing against them. Her eyes opened and a blush immediately graced her face. In truth, she could recall most of that dream and now she was living in the full breath of its wake. A bed with a large pool of her mana soaking it. Ah, but she wasn't alone in bed, that handful of squeezable breast proved it. "Oops. This is... so embarrassing."

[Bloodedge]

Neither party associated with Anais had a thing to do with the unexplained moisture soaking their bed. The only viable explanation was something Anais did herself, which Ailen very much wondered about. As for Yume's claim of doing nothing without waking him, Ailen gave a bit more thought. "I suppose I should expect as much. Whether with words or actions..." he murmured.

It was a curious thing that Anais showed no significant loss of energy, despite such plentiful mana being expelled from her body. Few circumstances could have caused that, at least in Ailen's understanding. He had no proper explanation to give Yume, but as she said... they would surely find out soon enough. Lo and behold, Anais woke within moments ─ albeit not without groping the chest of her friend. Ailen sat up to inspect the lass directly. What he found was... nothing amiss, bar her sudden mention of something being embarrassing. She must have meant the mana they'd yet to find the cause for. "Good morning. We are quite curious as to how you managed... this. Did we miss an interesting development, or were you testing your limits through the night?" the elf wondered.

[Apollymi]

"You get me, Ai-aniki~" Yume said, basically confirming to the man that either words or actions would have been used to make sure he woke if she'd been the one to cause the massive puddle in the middle of their bed. Actually, upon more conscious inspection puddle didn't seem to do the sheer quantity of standing fluid here justice. It was like a small pond was now present right in the middle of their shared bed space. Ah, but they'd soon know something and right before true consciousness returned to Anais, she saw an image of a certain flower being grown inside a small bottle vivarium, bloom. Its pink petals opening to the sunlight, its stem and roots submerged in water.

What wasn't submerged in water, was Anais's upper half, which was blushing furiously as she woke to find, two inquisitive minds staring at her. Both Ailen and Yume were wondering about the state of their shared bed space and though she knew it was a natural thing to have happen a little, she didn't expect to have to explain such a thing to anyone else so soon. To make matters worse, her mentor was now sitting and looking at her directly. Under the scrutiny of his gaze, her animal ears twitched and her human ones, gained extra color. Good morning, that was what Ailen had to say before going into the apparent options of a missed development or the lass simply testing her limits. Her fingers began tapping together. "Good Morning, Shishou and Yuyu..." she murmured. Ah, but that tapping led to Yume staring straight at her while she formulated the answer to her question. She needed to hear the unfiltered version. "I.. wasn't doing anything like that. If I've developed a bit... it wasn't a conscious effort. I was sleeping... and I dreamed for the first time in my life here..." she explained of herself. 'We dream fucked the shit out of ourselves and a hot onmyoji!~' that was Sinais. The voice in her head returning was somehow calming but also so very vulgar. Still she had nothing negative to say about it. Yume on the other hand started to laugh hysterically. The honesty of the voice inside of Anais was far too amusing for the demoness. That girl was the one who had the most interesting things to say. "Are you saying we woke up in a pool of Mi-sauce because you... were having one of your fabled faceless... dreams?" there was an obviou pause in that sentence. Yume wouldn't purposefully bully her friend about something as out of control as her subconscious. Still she'd tease her a bit, because this was a ridiculous outcome for what her world would have called a 'wet dream'. This was especially worth figuring out considering the lass just claimed it was her first dream in three centuries, Yume would be left looking to Ailen wondering if he had an explanation for this, or if he was just as curious about what happened here.

[Bloodedge]

Upon rising properly, Ailen swept stray hairs from his face and kept his eyes trained on Anais. Something was rather queer about this situation, but he couldn't place his finger on it. Whatever it was, he didn't believe it was anything problematic. Anais didn't even appear to be out of sorts, bar the usual embarrassed reaction. "Everything seems so normal. I don't have any experience dealing with something like this ─ not without valid explanation," he mused to no one in particular.

When Anais finally offered an explanation, it was as strange as the occurrence itself. According to the elafia, this was all the product of a dream she experienced. This wetness was nothing conscious, but... the dream was to blame? How unusual. "A dream that causes the overproduction of liquid mana? Hmm. If I had to make an assumption, I'd say this dream had to be something that tricked the mind. A sexual dream, perhaps? One might experience the physical effects of imagined stimulation, though this still seems rather extreme for that. Tohsaka-san would be more capable of addressing these concerns," he rambled.

[Apollymi]

The situation surrounding Anais was indeed odd, it would likely only become more odd if she actually explained it. "Don't worry, I'm fine... I don't feel strange or anything really. Everything feels normal..." she murmured. She didn't want to make anyone worry about her, especially when all that happened was that she managed to have amazing sex with herself and a really hot guy she probably made up or whose face she was using to live out her fantasy life. Whatever the case, she wasn't feeling bad and Yume managed to have heard the utterances of Sinais and thus fully understood what happened with her friend.

And then there was the actual things Ailen had to say. He had no explanation for what had happened. The mind tricking the body seemed like a pretty fair evaluation, especially given the nature of the sexual acts she'd been engaged in for the duration of her dream. Beyond that the mention of Mugen tp answer the curiosities of the situation made the lass pause. She had some mild explanations to offer from the perspective a person who experienced the dream. "I... yes the dream was sexual... that is.. apparently pretty normal according to little me," she said quickly. Mugen's mention would disappear either. "Right, it's the weekend not the summer. I gotta focus," she murmured to herself. "I'll add it to the box of questions for him and be brave," Anais said. Maybe not today, but soon. Definitely wouldn't be waiting an eternity or anything. "Also, he had... a face, the other mes also had faces for the most part. It was weird, but... great," she managed still blush. "Well, if it wasn't great I would have had questions. Just a random face or someone we know?~" Yume said, skipping over the bit about Anais's multiple form appearance because it hadn't quite registered yet.

[Bloodedge]

Despite the strange occurrence surrounding her, Anais didn't feel strange at all ─ whether inside or out. Ailen had a single finger trailing the flesh of her arm, down her back and across her buttocks until finally sweeping down her leg. In doing this, he got a proper feel for her mana circuit network... or at least enough of one to determine there were no signs of any trickery. No external force he could register was involved at all.

The dream she had was indeed sexual, and seemingly of high quality. She said something about the weekend and summer, but he had no clue what that was about. Before anything could be said regarding her strange utterance, Anais made the strange decision of... storing questions for Mugen. She never seemed very interested in doing something like that, yet here she was... seeming to mean it completely this time. "Well... whatever the contents of that dream, I'd wager it did wonders for your mental state. You've never spoken of dealing with Tohsaka-san so casually. I suppose it's a good thing in the end. As long as you are well, I have no qualms regardless. Congratulations on dreaming for the first time."

[Apollymi]

Anais's strange dreaming habits, lead to something of a wellness check from Ailen. She felt his finger traveling along her flesh and understood deeply the interactions with her mana circuits. Though she knew nothing to be wrong with her aside from the outcome of her dreaming being a puddle of her liquid mana in the bed they all shared. Yume understood well enough to follow Anais's references. Apparently the lass was finally able to set a course for her next mentor after some serious procrastination. "Oh? No more procrastination? Good good~" Yume said happy for her friend. "No... I am trying to remember to do things as I should," she murmured.

Beyond this point, Ailen claimed that her mental and physical state were well, so he chose to just congratulate her on dreaming for the first time. "Arigatou, Shishou... sorry about the bed," she managed softly while she looked to her friend. The question of who was in her dream received an answer from the girl as she realized that even if the surname she had for the lad wasn't recognized she'd spoken about him quite a bit considering her summer activities. "It was Seigen," she murmured. Yume's eyes widened. "Oh? The boy from the shrine, that you spend your summers talking to... that none of us have met? He's the first face of your usually faceless dreams?" she mused seeming to find that to be interesting. The name also hit her ears weird now that she was thinking about it. Maybe it was simply knowing Mugen that did that sort of thing. She couldn't help but be happy for her friend, especially given her resurgence in habits that Yume recognized as belonging to Iino Miko. Maybe dreaming had allowed her to be more herself? She supposed she could always find out, after slipping into her soul later.

[Bloodedge]

"That's good. It is always best to avoid being in a state of stagnation, but also to avoid being in a state of hurry. Continuous growth is what I find to be healthiest," Ailen preached while placing a gentle hand right between the girl's antlers. She was well on her way with an attitude like that. Upon hearing Anais's apology over the bed, the elf shook his head without hesitation. "It's nothing worth concern. It's only a bed, and it's only mana. If anything, this turn of events means... this is certainly your room~" he said with a chuckle.

Since all three of them awake, Ailen climbed out of bed, lingering for a few moments. All that mana he'd been steeping in could easily be left upon his body, but... he was surrounded by humans who shied away from such behavior. "Hmm. I suppose, though, present company would say it's in good taste to wash this off myself. Shame. I'll be doing that before getting started on everyone's breakfast."

[Apollymi]

Ailen had general advice to offer. According to him, it was best to avoid stagnation, not be in a hurry to do anything but instead to choose a steady pace. That was fairly healthy advice, and Anais understood it. Yume also understood Ailen's meaning, and though she was far from being a procrastinator she was indeed the type to rush headlong into things. "Hai, Shishou," Anais managed. Of course that gentle hand atop her head between her antlers was a great source of comfort. She smiled and blushed those extra ears twitching. What was more, he claimed her apology was unnecessary. They usually were, but she still offered them as it was in her nature to do so. He made the light joke that it simply made the room hers and she managed to look a bit sheepish about it. "If you say so...I'll clean this up and help with breakfast," she murmured, seeming to begin readying herself to exit bed. "Aw♥!~ Mi-chan's so cute~" Yume mused.

Still it would appear that they'd be moving on soon enough... Though neither Yume nor Anais had moved just yet, Ailen was making his way out of bed, while commenting about washing off the mana that had been soaking into his body. "That's right Ai-aniki, can't go around dripping in Mi-sauce around humans... they'll think you have a weird kink~" Yume teased. Of course she also understood it a bit. In truth she didn't mind the Mi-sauce as she'd begun calling it. "That's really embarrassing can you not call it that... also yes. I remembered him when I saw him in dream... but it's weird. I didn't remember you, until I actually laid eyes on you... and according to little me, people in my dreams don't normally have faces at all. For him to have one and have it be perfect was a bit weird," she said... accidentally commenting on Seigen's appearance in a casual way.

[Bloodedge]

As Ailen prepared for whatever form of bath this subspace home had, Anais spoke of cleaning the mess she'd made before helping with breakfast. She didn't have to do anything like that, but he supposed he never mentioned something brought into the room the previous night. "Ah, don't worry yourself with that. On the nightstand there, you should find some Mantlebloom cuttings. If you expose them to liquid mana, they will be nourished and grow. If it wasn't covered in one of the lessons, let me briefly explain it," he said while moving toward the nightstand and opening his satchel.

What he pulled from that satchel looked like a strip of velvety moss, which he tossed toward the elafia. "I originally intended to make a blanket of this myself, considering its benefits ─ but I saw no need last night. When exposed to a liquid source of mana, Mantlebloom grows into a mossy blanket-like form that has bioluminescent blooms. It is very good to use as a blanket on one's bed, and is even gifted to royalty in some places. It does, however, require some maintenance. The amount of feeding it requires will changed depending on the quality of mana used. That works similarly to its trimming as well."

[Apollymi]

Anais was indeed the type of person who would have cleaned up after herself, embarrassing as it was. The elafia had full intentions of committing to the walk of shame with soiled bedding and washing it like a normal human. Interestingly enough, Ailen claimed she didn't have to bother with it, he'd brought Mantlebloom into the room. Anais searched her mind but found nothing directly related to it. "That wasn't in a set I've gotten," she said after a few seconds. Of course, Ailen would explain at least lightly, and she could always ask for some more specifics. Always attentive Anais listened to her mentor and finally let go of Yume if only to catch the piece of velvety moss tossed to her.

Ailen made his explanation, and it was clear to Anais that this was exceedingly valuable and also very useful. Her fingertips ran over the softness of this particular plant and it felt amazing to her. Her eyes were sparkling as she listened. It seemed like a lot to give her simply as a matter handle her body's nightly emissions. She couldn't help but smile. "That's really cool," she murmured. Yume also moved out of bed choosing to stretch. She re-equipped her dress and essentially fed the extra mana on her person directly to it, no mess involved. At the same time, Anais looked at Ailen almost timidly. "I'd could really use this, but are you sure you don't want it for yourself?" she asked for clarification. "Oh, and do I need anything specific to trim it with?" she asked. She found herself easily being able to care for plants, even if she was a tiny bit spastic in most cases. If she was correct, she could simply place this root side down onto the wet spot and watch it grow to accommodate it. She'd likely need some tools to keep it trimmed to the appropriate size, but she'd added such things to a list in her mind for the sake of expanding her alchemy based abilities. Maybe she should get a second magic bag, specifically for her study related items? "Mi-chan did you still have your year seven science project on your desk?" Yume asked seemingly at random. She'd last seen the girl this kind of excited over exactly that. "Yeah, it blooms at the most random times, but its environment was meant to be self sustaining," she explained.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmm..." Ailen was wondering if he'd actually included Mantlebloom in Anais's lessons. It wasn't part of the lab she learned about during that first day, so he did have doubts of its appearance. Nevertheless, the elf was confident in his ability to explain all that was immediately necessary. "I see. I'll have to walk you through the workshop that contains it. There are many water-based plants in that one, so your horizons will be expanded greatly with knowledge of it," he said with a curt nod.

Once Anais had the plant she would be needing, she asked a rather important question. Maintenance was a necessary part of Mantlebloom ─ more so than with many other flora species. The tiniest of gleams appeared in Ailen's eye as her question was presented. "Yes; good of you to ask! Mantlebloom can be trimmed with shears imbued with liquid mana of any sort, allowing a clean trim that causes it no harm and effectively prunes it to promote healthy growth. A sharp enough pair of enchanted scissors could also do the trick, so long as the cut is seamless. Alternatively, a preferred method you may also find interest in would be the use of harmonic sound waves. It is an art form among some specialists to literally shape the Mantlebloom by that method, periodically doing so as to retain its shape and cause self-pruning to an extent," he preached, seeming to have forgotten about his own bathing plans amid his rambling.

[Apollymi]

Ailen was a good teacher. Though Anais had learned quite a bit about water based plants in one of her lectures those were ones specifically related to running waters and stagnant pools for bathing. This would be something a bit different. It was fine as well, as it gave her something to look forward to learning. In true mentor fashion, Ailen mentioned wanting to walk her through the workshop which included these particular plants. "Hai, it'll be fun!~" she chimed seemingly pleased. She noted in her own mind to remember this particular mention so they could make their way back to it.

After having her question answered, Yume watched with an amused smile on her face. The conversation between Anais and Ailen was always 'nerd cute' she'd started referring to it in her head as such. Either one of them would go off on a tangent and both would be eager, excited and distracted while the conversation was taking place. Ailen explained various methods which could be used to care for the Mantlebloom. And Anais took note of it, and the praise she received for asking the proper question in the first place. There were some pretty standard methods of care and then the last mentioned was potentially the most appealing to Anais. A harmonic sound wave method of manipulating and trimming the Mantlebloom. "Really? I can do that? That's awesome! Does it have specific types of sound it likes, or is like specific to the type of mana it takes in or the size of the plant? Or is it one of those things that's very specific to both individual and plant, like bonsai trees?" she asked various questions immediately. if there was a musical art she could use to care for the plant she'd fully explore that. She figured given her skills it might be something she found herself capable of doing with greater ease. Not that she wouldn't learn more analog methods as well. Just as Ailen had initially forgotten his bathing, Anais was still holding the plant in her hands as she found out how to care for it, instead of letting it immediately absorb the fluids of her previous night.

[Bloodedge]

More curiosities were expressed by the elafia. Mantlebloom was a plant that thrived when cared for more meticulously, so there was more information he could give her. In terms of the sounds specific to tending Mantlebloom, she had nothing to fear; however, there were some benefits to the additional care. "It is widely believed that the types of sounds have no effect, but that is a misconception. In truth, it does seem to react to various pitches. As different pitches are indicative of different vibration frequencies, it is very possible to stress the Mantlebloom," he explained, taking a moment thereafter to search for analogies in his mind. In a matter of seconds, he managed to come up with something. "Think of it like hyperextending a muscle, or perhaps fueling a spell too quickly. The spell can still function as intended, but one may notice some unintended, and perhaps undesired, alterations."

Ailen considered that his explanation was fully given. Another moment of consideration, however, had him thinking there were a few more brief points to address. "Ah! But that isn't to say high pitches are not good. I would suggest small amounts of sound treatment to learn this specific Mantlebloom. Its environment affects how it wants to grow; that should answer your other questions. Size, texture and growth are all determined entirely by its environment, including the liquid mana source it uses as food."

[Apollymi]

There were curiosities expressed and then answered. Watching Anais listen to her mentor and learn the proper ways of caring for a Mantlebloom was interesting to Yume. The other lass was so excited and Ailen was equally as excited and distracted as his student. He gave her a fairly good analogy to work with as well, about potentially stressing her new pet project. "Okay, I understand that... nice analogy," she said. She wouldn't want to stress her Mantlebloom, even just now she could already tell it was going to be something she loved beyond reason. "Oh? Mi-chan has had Mantlebloom for three seconds and she's already obsessing~" Yume teased the other girl.

Anais listened to the last of the things said by Ailen. It seemed he remembered quite a few things. Anais was capable of following his thought patterns even without him directly implanting information into her mind. She finally did what she was going to do the entire time. Placing the Mantlebloom into the pool of liquid and leaving it to begin the process of growing. She made no assumptions about the nature of its growth, she'd spent all night making that puddle she didn't assume it'd be growing instantaneously "Hai, I can work with that. I'll see what kind of thing it does on its own. I'll spend some time thinking about sounds. I could probably sing to it," she murmured. These were her thoughts about the potential of Mantlebloom. it began its own box of thought processes. Anais stood finally stretching. She was still prancing about on her tiptoes but headed for the bath which was connected to this particular bedroom. It was oddly the sort of setup she recognized as a wall shower with a stool and a deep soaking tub. What an oddly modern looking thing though Sakura did say she took these sorts of things from the minds of those present. This could help them move right along, towards the creation of breakfast and the rest of the day.

[Bloodedge]

Now that Anais had her new plant in place to clean her... excess mana, Ailen was indirectly reminded of his plan to bathe. Of course, said reminder only came in the form of seeing the elafia saunter off to the bathroom. After a quick, yet thorough cleansing, Ailen was found in the kitchen once more. Charlemagne was already present in the sitting room, holding his sword over the table and giving it a thorough inspection. He'd been quite busy during his most recent waking hours. Now, he almost seemed to be communing with his recently-upgraded weapon.

While looking over the sword, Charlemagne did notice the elf walking into the kitchen through his periphery. "Cooking again?" the younger male wondered as he sat around in only a pair of blue shorts and a sleeveless white shirt. "Of course," Ailen replied. "I was thinking of preparing Dragon's Breath Sausage to start the day. Perhaps Glimmergrain Crepes to pay homage to the culture three of you share," he muttered while sorting through ingredients. He was quite married to the ideas already in place, leaving only... a decision of meat. "Hmm. But, as for the sausage itself... perhaps the Vulcanian Swine. That would pair will with Sunfire Tea as well. . ."

[Apollymi]

Anais also emerged from her room, a while later, completely washed from her rather arduous night. She was putting her hair up into a ponytail, noticeably missing her usual hood. It would seem a certain amount of comfort was reached by the elafia in present company and she wasn't actively trying to hide anymore. Her eyes still maintained that glowing quality they always seemed to have but for the most part she seemed to be quite relaxed. Her outfit had also reached a certain amount of change. Instead of the neutral brown corset and its accompanying tights. She was wearing a similarly designed dress with a long splits up to her hips. She was notably barefoot but still prancing about on her toes. She was oddly at ease as she approached in time to hear what was for breakfast. "Ooh? We're having crepes? I haven't had crepes in ages.... getting Livvy to make them is difficult. Though, I was supposed to get some after our most recent mission," Anais mentioned at random. It was sad, that falling out of the sky had kept her from one of the Peers best rewards. Still there was the here and now and Anais would appreciate it. She wasn't completely familiar with all the ingredients but she fully intended to help. "Good Morning, Charlie..." she offered the lad who was apparently still communing with his sword.

The day was quite interesting. It would be a while yet before Yume joined, as she'd decided she wanted a long soak in the bath. And Martha was rather busy beating up a punching bag within this space's gym place. Sakura... was making her way towards the front room as she had finally finished whatever it was she was working on. That being said, breakfast was indeed something everyone would be looking for, eventually.

[Bloodedge]

Anais joined the elf within the kitchen, making a specific mention of crepes as something she'd gone without for a very long time. Ailen figured as much. "It's always good to have a taste of home after being away for some time. Since you offered to help, I figured there was a chance I'll do it justice," Ailen claimed. His searching paused briefly as he took special note of the elafia's... unexpected state of dress. She had obviously become more comfortable since even the previous day, so he wouldn't be bringing any additional attention to it... apart from his own. "I do also wonder if there are any authentic techniques I'm missing. But first the sausage. This is Vulcanian Swine, which should bring a smoky flavor that I intend to bring heat and lift back to with Dragon's Breath. We just have to form it into sausages first ─ which we do with our hands before applying cold to force form retention," he explained quickly while laying out a large slab of crimson meat that looked as if it had been dropped into magma.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne looked away from his sword due to the greeting of Anais. "Morning, Annie," he said initially, taking pause upon realizing she wasn't wearing that hood for once. Unlike the elf, Charlemagne would be bringing attention to this change immediately... as any good friend would. "The hell, Annie?! We've been here a day, not a month! I've never seen you get comfortable in less than six years!" he announced while pointing his sword at the lass, almost as if he'd discovered an imposter among their ranks.

[Apollymi]

Anais had officially joined the front room and in the kitchen with Ailen she was hearing out his ideas for breakfast. She wasn't completely familiar with all of the ingredients, but looking at the piece of meat she could get a general idea of how this sort of thing was to work. "Food nostalgia is quite strong..." Anais said about the taste of home. As far away as a few days ago felt to her, she remembered that she really wanted to have Japanese food after finding herself in Munetsuchi. Regardless. "Also I am sure you would do it justice regardless of me. My understanding of the general techniques involved is fairly easy to explain and understand," she added. Though she did know a bit about crepes and making them, it were things she'd learned from their resident dominatrix. Who summed up dessert creation as control and accuracy. Moving on from that though, there was a this new kind of meat and the formation of sausages. "That looks like it was bathed in lava... still sausages will make a great breakfast food," she murmured, while making sure she didn't think too long about sausages. Still, she'd commit this information to memory and maybe learn how to handle meats which didn't look like they should be edible.

Before that, there was a morning greeting. The one offered by Ailen was seemingly without notice of her change in appearnace. No that wasn't right, he noticed and he didn't say anything. In the exact opposite fashion, Charlemagne said good morning but also immediately drew attention to the amount of comfort being shown by the girl who rarely went without hiding in plain sight. "Waah! You can't just call me out like that, Charlie. I'm sure I don't take that long to get comfortable..." she murmured in a manner most shy with a blush crossing the bridge of her nose. "Besides, I think it says more about the people than me that I feel comfortable right now," she offered. The truth of the matter was that she woke up feeling more like her human self. Something that likely would have happened just by exposure to Yume alone, but it seemed to be sped up by her previous night's dreams. Now, she was going to be herself to a certain extent.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen nodded. Rare was it that he enjoyed the various cuisines of his own homeland. Whenever he did, though, it was always a treat that took him back centuries upon centuries... upon centuries. Actually, now that he was thinking about it, he'd enjoy the idea of showing this group his culture's foods. There was one that came to mind for the current breakfast plan; maybe this lot would be accepting of it. "Nostalgia is quite the potent thing. If you all would like to indulge me, I could show you something from my childhood. The Moonblossom Salad is an integral dish to my culture ─ particularly in the dynasty I remember. It is light and elegant ─ reflective of our once-reveled connection with nature," he explained. "Though I'm sure I cannot make crepes as well as a native, I am quite confident in this salad the way my line constructed it," he added, nodding as he went about cutting that strange meat into seven equal, large chunks. "The Vulcanian Swine is, as its name implies, a creature that thrives in the hottest environments; it typically sleeps deep within dormant volcanoes. The meat carries the most delicious smoky flavor, though it requires knowledge to be capable of cooking it at all. You'll notice it is always slightly hot to the touch, like warm coals."

While the elf took up one of the meat slabs and molded it between his hands, Charlemagne looked toward Anais as if passing judgment. His eyes were narrow, his brows completely horizontal, and then... "Annie, I've seen you wearing full armor and a hood to sleep before," he said plainly. Perhaps there was a story to that scenario, but Charlemagne wouldn't be the one giving it. He would, however, comment on the idea of having some unknown salad with breakfast. "After what I ate last night, you could feed me almost anything and I'd eat it," he said. Of course, some days... that would be the case regardless of any previous experiences. The elf didn't need that information.

[Apollymi]

Ailen wanted indulgence for some food from his homeland as well. Anais was excited by the prospect and she was sure others would be happy too. The way she and her friends generally treated others meant that anyone who cooked as long as they could actually cook, had nothing to fear as far as their menu choices was concerned. "I'd try it, and Yuyu would too... " Anais said confidently. "Cook privilege includes self-indulgence~" she commented warmly. There were few things she knew as well as her friends. Just the same, Ailen was now cutting meat, seemingly he was confident in his ability to make the salad even if he was less confident in his crepe creation. According to Ailen the type of swine he was about to cook slept in dormant volcanoes and as such had a very specific kind of flavor. Anais ever studious watched the way he handled the treatment and butchering of this particular food. He claimed these pieces were always warm to the touch, Anais would test this, only after watching him make the first of the sausages. "Sou ka, is that how it works..." she murmured. She was watching the man create sausages, but at the same time, she was thinking of handling a different kind of meat. A side eyeing would occur as she considered making breakfast making something of an ordeal for her mentor. And maybe she would...

If Charlemagne let her off the hook. And that wouldn't be currently as the lad seemed content to continue teasing his comrade. She'd mentioned it was a matter of comfort with this group of people which left her uncovered and unarmored for the day. Charlemagne pointed out a situation in which the girl had gone to sleep, completely armored and with her hood on. "I told you then I had a bad feeling about that place. I wanted to be ready to run without having to get ready..." she said in a huff. "I was right about that too," she said her own brows coming together. She seemed almost pouty that anyone had noticed the strangeness of her habits so clearly. She figured she likely seemed a bit weird, but their entire friend group was weird. Even so, Charlemagne claimed that after the previous day he'd eat just about anything created by the Elf in question. At the same moment Sakura would finally emerge from their room, sitting to join Charlemagne and commenting absently about what she'd heard. She was still wearing her dark dress but was also barefoot and seemed rather comfortable as well. "Sleeping in full armor seems like it would be uncomfortable," she said. "Ohayougouzaimasu, minna..." she added at the end for effect. "Iia, it wasn't really bad, I was sleeping upright with my back against a wall..." Anais mentioned which likely put her paranoia on display. "But I really don't sleep that way often," she added quickly. "Good Morning, Sakura-chan," she added.

[Bloodedge]

"Interesting. I assumed any number of you would be adverse to having a salad for breakfast. I suppose I didn't give enough credit, sticking instead with the typical meathead adventurers and warrior tropes. Seeing humans who don't rely on magic choose vegetables as a primary feature in a dish is... unusual," Ailen explained as his hands continued to work around a quickly-forming tube of meat. He set the aforementioned cylinder aside once it was complete, then went about grabbing the next slab to repeat the process. Anais seemed to be picking up the method from observation, stating what sounded like her understanding of sausage-forming in this particular case. "Indeed. Care to try? The chunks are already appropriately sized; you need only mold them to shape."

Meanwhile, Charlemagne was leaning back in his chair while a feint glow encompassed the blade of his sword. He wasn't doing much of importance with it at this point; he instead focused mostly on chatting. "You did say that, and you were right about it. That still doesn't change the facts," he said casually. With that, Charlemagne stared into the ceiling, seemingly in thought. "I really wasn't expecting the uncle, but it made so much sense after everything was said and done..." he mused. Just then, Sakura arrived and sat next to him, as could be expected of her at this point. Upon hearing her general greeting, Charlemagne looked away from his sword to the lass. "Morning. Did you finish your thing?"

[Apollymi]

Ailen had a set of preconceived notions about the types of humans he was currently surrounded by. It was all pretty fair as a set of assumptions, but there were lots of different kinds of humans in the world and the type they were kept them from being hardcore stereotypes. "Hm, well I wouldn't say it's unusual. Most of us wouldn't choose vegetables as breakfast, but some people are raised not to waste stuff and those hungry enough not to question most food as long as they don't have to make it themselves," Anais mentioned, knowing that she had friends that fell into various versions of those categories. "Oh, and the ones that would try it, to just not be rude," she said that last one being the sort of individual she was in general. Beyond these points, her observations were noticed and as such she gave minor consideration to the help she would offer. Perhaps she should actually help? "Hai hai, I can try..." she murmured. Perhaps she should actually try to create food before moving on to tormenting someone, besides, she had to check and make sure she wasn't being directly observed still.

And lo, Sakura showed up just in time. Hearing the logic behind Anais's choice to sleep in full armor made it make more sense to the lass. The last sentence of Charlemagne's before she sat, implied a certain amount of problematic nature applied to whatever adventure caused the girl to do this sort of thing. "I mean it doesn't change the fact that I did it, but I didn't do it for no reason, Charlie," she said still pouting lightly. "The uncle weirded me out," she stated plainly, remembering that man looking at her in a way which made her want to crawl into a corner and die. Her hands had picked up a single piece of meat which she began moving her fingers around. She molded it into a sausage while noting the meat itself was indeed warm to the touch. 'I'm really a pervert, even doing this I'd rather be touching a dick...' she thought absently. In truth she was pretty decent at making the shape of the sausage match the other he'd already created by feel alone, even while toying with the idea of touching something else. 'Hell yeah, wash our hands grab his dick, ruin his concentration!~' Sinais was such an invasive creature, but with Sakura present it became less odd as a thing to do. "Sou ka, I guess if there was some kind disturbance happening, sleeping in full armor is less concerning," Sakura said understanding the other girl's logic, and catching a hint of her desires. Interesting how quickly the feelings around humans changed. As for Charlemagne's question it was easily answered. "Hai! It didn't take as long as I thought it would. I tried my hand at a more random thought progression to achieve the type of evolution I was searching for," she explained of her little project.

[Bloodedge]

Anais understood what the elf was getting at; many humans did shy away from any great quantity of flora in their diets. She then went on to list several types of people who would instead accept vegetables ─ all of whom he could easily tolerate. "Those kinds of people are interesting, I suppose. So long as someone isn't an imbecile about their intake preferences, I can always work with them. Though... I doubt I would care to do much more than what was requested of me, if this happened to be a job I was given," Ailen declared with a fair amount of thought. While he worked on the second of seven sausages, Anais took up the third to begin shaping it. From the looks of things, she was doing quite well already. "That's the way. You've got it under control," the elf commented as he moved on to number four.

Charlemagne shrugged. Maybe Anais did have a viable reason for her uncomfortable behavior during their earlier adventures; he still thought her execution was a little extreme. "You could've just been more vocal about it, you know? We could have slept in shifts or..." He paused then, remembering who their group consisted of during that recent long journey. He'd seen what an Astolfo guard shift looked like. "... You know what? Never mind. Maybe under different circumstances," he said finally. Moving on to Sakura's apparent experimentation, the goddess claimed she was done with it. "Awesome. I finished working on some of my stuff too. At least... the party buff is done, and uh... I think my sword likes it? I feel like that shouldn't make sense, but I think it makes sense."

[Apollymi]

Ailen had some pretty thoughtful things to say about being a chef and dealing with the masses. Anais could understand what he meant, and would comment while working on her sausage, which was coming together nicely. "Well, you aren't alone in that... and no one likes a picky eater," she commented knowing how he felt. If it was simply a job it would be easy not to go out of one's way to complete things. Anais could agree though she didn't have much experience with such things. What was more, the lass received more praise, which only served as motivation. "Hai!" she confirmed. Maybe she should be worried by how easily she was motivated by someone of importance telling her she was doing a good job? Or maybe she should just accept it? 'Accept it, do more work then grab the dick!~' Sinais was full of interesting quips. Oddly enough, Anais planned on doing exactly what her internal voice wanted from her. After finishing the sausage she was working on, she moved onto another... she did actually offer to help with breakfast, she should help before doing anything else.

At the same time, she was still having a friendly conversation with Charlemagne. The lad claimed she could have simply been more vocal about her distrust in that particular situation and he was right. He even suggested the potential of having slept in shifts, but took that one back after a moment of consideration under different circumstances he claimed. "Yeah, I know. I've been working on trying to speak up more. It was a little more difficult for me then..." she admitted. Their group for that extended mission was a bit more, chaotic than Anais would have normally wanted to deal with as her then self. Right now, she felt like she could handle many things much better. Her current level of comfort would have put others of their friend group at ease considering how very withdrawn she was most of the time. Moving on from this, Sakura received a bit of praise about the work she'd put in, and Charlemagne explained what he'd been doing. He said something which might have been considered odd to at least Anais the previous days, but now she understood. It would be Sakura however who commented. "It probably does like it and it makes sense. Otou-sama says that all things have souls, and weapons act as extensions of their wielders souls, depending on their nature. It is best if you and yours are getting along...." she expressed happy for him to have come up with something. "A new party buff... yours were always pretty good. I am curious about the connection to your weapon, I have a new one too now it'd probably be good to test it a bit later~" Anais offered. As she finished work on her second sausage bringing the grand total up to five. Somehow having more than reasonable dexterity made this task feel rather easy... or maybe it was something else. 'It's something else~' her internal voice was quite aggressive today. Oh well, their current trajectory would leave the pair with one each sausage to make at the end of this round.

[Bloodedge]

"I have no real issue with picky eaters. Desires of the soul are not to be argued with," Ailen clarified. If picky eaters were such due to what their souls needed for completion, he was fine with it. Ah, but there were some exceptions. "Mind you, I will not abide those... vegans. Ever," he added firmly, a flame of distaste dancing across his irises. Those individuals would never receive anything more from the elf. Nevertheless, he was content to almost mindlessly mold sausages one after another ─ soon moving on to his fourth, and one of the last two.

Charlemagne could only wonder how their most recent party became such a ragtag group, even among the Peers who already fit that particular bill as a collective. Just about any other combination of their members would have created a better set to guard one another in shifts. Anais may have been the most balanced option among them, but the other two... "Astolfo Crash!" Speaking of the other two, one happened to be entering the sitting room at present. Specifically, the pink-haired lad was being... launched? Somehow, he was flying straight into the space between Charlemagne and Sakura, squeezing rapidly between the two and crashing the table... and, worse still, accidentally hitting the flat of Charlemagne's sword with his forehead. "Owowowowow!" he chanted as Charlemagne scooted away. "Yeah, I think I'm understanding that whole 'extension of soul' thing," he said, as if to credit his sword for striking the invasive Astolfo. "Just one time, can you just... do a normal thing? You know, like maybe walking into a room?"

[Apollymi]

Ah, Ailen thought that picky eaters weren't really problematic because of the desires of the soul. That was likely true, even so they were annoying as people. Still, the elf had a hard no to offer, and it was to vegans. Anais looked up from the work of her hands to see the pure distaste dancing across the man's eyes. "Alright, Shishou's not allowed internet access~" she murmured. If he didn't want to encounter vegans keeping him away from the unfiltered chaos of the internet and vegans as a whole. She supposed all of this was fine and was soon forming her last sausage just in time to see Astolfo's major entrance.

Sakura also saw this entrance, and soon found the lad launching himself between herself and Charlemagne. A gentle movement would have her sliding to the side as the lad's head hit the flat part of Charlemagne's sword. She looked confused, as his announcement included his name an the action that went along with it. Though he seemed a bit hurt by the physical damage he didn't seem at all discouraged. "Curious, that reaction implies this is normal..." Sakura observed. "Though why did he choose between us?" Sakura wondered aloud. Perhaps the amount of invasive someone like Astolfo was would remain lost upon her. "Very normal... and he likely can't stop, as for why, that one is up in the air. I'm going to friend jail for not noticing how familiar this is," Anais said closing her eyes and shaking her head. "Good morning, Asta. Are you hurt or do you count that as your normal brain jarring wake up?" Anais added, though she made sure to ask the lad about his wellness. She wouldn't let him suffer, even if it was his own fault. She wasn't rude even when she was distressed by the strange antics of her friends. Just the same she finished the last of the sausages and then went on to wash her hands of any implied residue in so doing, she had a proper look around and being plotting against the elf at her side. 'Fuck friend jail, slut hell we're ruining Shishou's breakfast making~' mused Sinais.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever the internet was, Ailen would avoid it like the next plague if it had anything to do with those vegan creatures. Anything so repulsive could be kept far, far away from him. "That sounds excellent, given what I've managed to interpret," he said as the final sausages were placed. Anais went on to begin washing her hands, and the elf had one final thing to do before joining her. He moved all seven sausages onto a large tray of ice, which would eventually force them to maintain their form... among other things. "That's all of the sausages," he surmised while joining Anais in handwashing.

After Astolfo landed between the pair, both Charlemagne and Sakura were shifting away. No one could really understand why he did the things he did... including Astolfo himself. "Sometimes, it's better not to question it," Charlemagne stated. Astolfo rubbed his forehead repeatedly, feeling a lump forming from that sudden impact. Anais was the only one checking his wellbeing, yet... all he could do was smile. "That one felt like Olga!" was all he said. Apparently, Astolfo was fine. Charlemagne expected as much, and was already moving to the other side of the table ─ all to avoid any further Astolfoisms. "So anyway, everything's finally coming along at a reasonable pace, I think. It's pretty refreshing."

[Apollymi]

Apparently Ailen was fine to avoid the internet if it allowed him to avoid vegans. A smile came to Anais's face as she realized that this would help but there were few ways to completely avoid human stupidity. "Hai hai, there are some nuances to that... you might actually enjoy the internet, a bit but supervision at least~" she corrected herself. As a person who liked learning the internet could be used as an effective tool, avoiding the echo chambers of stupidity only required a bit of navigational guidance. And soon after they were standing side by side washing their hands. It was quite nice, spending this kind of time with her mentor, Anais quite enjoyed it. What was more he concluded that all of the sausages had been handled and Anais smiled, just a little smirk as her inner self spoke once more, 'Not yours, Shishou~ But don't worry, we'll take care of that~' her internal self teased. Of course, Anais was also aboard of this.

Meanwhile, Sakura followed Charlemagne's lead moving to join him on the other side of the table. She didn't know why he did this, but decided to follow his lead when dealing with Astolfo in these more normal situation. In fact, she tended to follow Charlemagne about dealing with his friends in the first place as she didn't have much to go on about them. "Sou ka," Sakura said to the idea that it was sometimes better not to question Astolfo's actions. At the same time, Astolfo seemed to answer Anais's question. "Sou ka, so you're fine then," she said knowing Olga a bit better than some of the others as she did initially squire for her. Olga was the type to toss Astolfo around for groping her, but not with enough force to actually hurt him... though she did have the strength given her own fighting ability. Moving on though, Hands were washed and dried and now Anais was waiting looking at her mentor with wide eyes as they moved on to the next thing. "How bad is pacing normally?" Sakura asked curious about the nature of things.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen hesitated after hearing there were nuances to the internet. He didn't know why it was a big deal at all, but he would trust whatever Anais had to say on the matter. "Then I will leave myself in your care, if you believe it is something worth pursuing," he said with a curt nod, willing to follow whatever the elafia suggested. Moving on, he began drying his hands before pulling forward a jar of sparkling grains to begin the crepe batter. "The sausages should cook themselves from within. When exposed to cold, the meat moves all of its warmth inward and amplifies it. When the ice is melted, we will know they've been cooked thoroughly," he explained.

Astolfo was perfectly fine, as made obvious by the way he received a blade to the forehead. On the other hand, he could never be called fine mentally. Charlemagne knew this well enough that he fled to the opposite side of their dinner table, only to be joined by Sakura. 'Good choice,' he thought, sighing aloud at the other male. As for Sakura, she wondered how the pacing of these things usually went. Frankly, Charlemagne could only call it... askew. How could he explain it properly? It all began with a single elevated finger. "Make the plan," he said before lifting a second finger. "Execute the plan," he added. With that, there was a third finger raised. "Expect the plan to go off the rails," he tossed in. Finally, a fourth finger was lifted. "Throw away the plan. Those are the four steps of the Survivors, now the Peers. Most times, we go through steps three and four without finishing step two. That's normal pacing, and... pretty much the reason step three exists in the first place."

[Apollymi]

Ailen was placing his faith in his apprentice. She'd easily help him navigate most things from her own world. She couldn't help but feel pleased by his faith in her, even if it was her plan to torture him, she liked being trusted. "Hai~" Anais said a grin growing on her face. What else was happening here? Well, after hands were dried an explanation was given about the cooking of the sausages. Apparently they could be cold cooked, or rather being exposed to cold would make the sausages cook themselves from the inside out. "That is an interesting method of cooking..." Anais managed to say. She watched as he pulled out his next set of ingredients and figured it would be best to allow him to set up his next aspect of cooking before attacking him.

In the meantime, Charlemagne was explaining to Sakura how their group normally progressed and why... he found his current progression refreshing. She heard out his apparent steps and nodded her understanding. It would seem there was an expected amount of failure and flexibility expected. "It sounds like there are more variables than I would expect for a plan with such a solid basis," she said carefully. "Yeah, step three is part of all plans for.. volatile variables," Anais confirmed for the girl. She looked to Astolfo and wondered if he counted as a volatile variable, given Charlemagne's expression she could assume that. Perhaps there were more things at play when planning activities around humans? She'd have to give that a bit of thought when she offered advice perhaps more observation was needed. She understood people to be easily distracted by their desires. She was watching Anais wrestle hers, seemingly waiting for the right moment to quietly attack her father. "Having to throw away a plan before you can execute it sounds problematic and maybe illogical..." said said seeming to be thinking about it. Her own abilities could be used to keep certain things in line but she needed to understand fully these volatile variables. "How do you know when you need to throw it out?" she questioned, that information would help her better use her own abilities.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen nodded once more. This particular meat was among the most interesting to cook, if only due to how it was prepared. Very few foods could make their own cooking conditions. "Isn't it? There are so many fascinating things, and this is far from an exception. Just think of what the mana is doing inside those sausages right now; it's exciting!" he chanted. Meanwhile, the elf busied himself with that glimmering grain, gently mixing a few scoops of it into a bowl of milk until it began to form a thin batter. "You'll have to pardon my wristwork. I hear the people of France are very particular about the texture of a crepe," he said, stirring as a careful alchemist always would.

Meanwhile, Astolfo remained oblivious to being nearly singled-out. He did, however, listen intently to a very familiar mantra... and an even more familiar group name. "Ooh, we should go back to Survivors! Y'know, cos... we survived and stuff!" he insisted. Charlemagne sighed upon hearing the other male's suggestion, but... "That's a surprisingly good reason, but we're way past that now. How would that even work? We become the Survivors with a sub-group of the Twice-Survivors? As if!" he countered. Regardless, Sakura had more to add to their current, more relevant discussion. She found the act of throwing away a plan illogical, just as Charlemagne figured she would. The young Child of Wisdom had much learning to do yet. "People aren't logical," he said plainly. As for how one knew when to throw a plan away, Charlemagne figured an example could be produced easily enough. "Hmm. Let's put it this way! Let's say I'm a terrible guy who's running my village into poverty due to my own gluttonous ways, but you were commissioned by my very innocent children to help the village without taking me out entirely. What's your plan?"

[Apollymi]

Ailen was definitely a scientist first and foremost. He held a certain amount of excitement towards the differing method of cooking the particular ingredient he'd chosen. He was excited by the way it worked and that was... cute to Anais. She enjoyed anyone who could get excited or passionate about things, and her mentor would be no exception. It made Anais quite happy and a bit frisky beyond her existing thoughts. With Ailen's hands busy and her other friends engaged in active conversation the lass absently used the hand closest to Ailen to free his cock from his breeches while commenting on his supposed wrist work, she'd take up her own wrist work and explain the finer details of French crepe making as she understood it. With her current positioning blocking the elf and her now steadily moving hand from view. Gentle initially was her stroke but it had a graceful rhythm with an oddly precise and new technique including the movement of her thumb occasionally over his tip. "Wristwork is quite important, Shishou..." she teased gently. "Crepes are apparently supposed to be quite delicate. You simply don't want to create too many bubbles in the batter and according to Livvy, who makes the best ones by far. You have to be quite precise in the mixture and then let it rest a bit before cooking so the rest of the bubbles have time to disperse...." she added. There was no reason she couldn't actually help him out...while helping him out. All the while she managed to look as innocent as she did when she entered the kitchen in the first place.

At the same time, Sakura knew and understood what was now happening in the kitchen. Humans did lack logic but at least some made sense to her. Still now that she understood this play of dangerous but uncaught, she'd make sure not to comment on the activities of the elafia and the elf within the kitchen. Happily they could continue while, "Hm, I suppose it would be odd to take back a name like that. Though I do like the idea of a story like that..." Sakura mentioned. Anais to the surprise of Sakura also made a random comment, if only to avoid being unusually quiet. "Name might need a bit of workshopping~" she spoke those words while her hand took on a slightly firmer grip with its constant rhythm. Soon after, Sakura was given a thought exercise which she'd gladly undertake. "If killing is off the table, then the next best option is imprisoning the bad leader, and making sure the resources get to the individuals who need them... So, I would likely recommend imprisoning him while he sleeps and doing everything to help the rest of the village while he is locked away. Or exiled I suppose that would work as well," she said. Her thought process being pretty sound assuming a logical progression.

[Bloodedge]

As Ailen gradually worked a whisk through the crepe batter, he was... aided by Anais in a manner most unexpected. She reached out, but her hand did not guide him ─ at least not toward better crepe-making. Instead, she was reaching into his breeches and taking hold of him by the root. "Ah─" he said as if responding to her comment about wristwork. In truth, all he offered was an utterance of shock to this sudden turn of events. This was the sort of behavior he'd come to expect of Yume. Anais had done a few sneaky things thus far, yet nothing so utterly blunt as of yet. "That is... rather good advice. I'm sure there will be very few issues dispersing the bubbles, though... I'm also sure you're proving how much better your technique is than mine," he rambled while that casual stirring continued ─ mostly unimpeded.

Sakura agreed that returning their group to its original name would be strange, though she fancied the story attached to it. It was the sort of story their group had originally, albeit not in such literal terms. Charlemagne agreed however, with Anais; the extra name was no good. "Yeah, no way I'm going with Twice-Anything. I like Peers as it is," he affirmed. Now then, what would Sakura's answer to his hypothetical scenario be? Without killing the alleged village leader, she would imprison him in his sleep and enforce change during said imprisonment. Charlemagne thought that was a decent first thought, but some details were missing. "Not so fast. No taking the village leader out in any way. No killing, no displacing, no exile. Your commission is to fix the leader's problems, which will fix the village's problems," he clarified. In truth, Charlemagne was pulling one of many stories from his own past in Aincrad. This particular adventure occurred not too long ago in the grand scheme of things; he knew just when things would go awry.

[Apollymi]

A surprised utterance escaped Ailen initially, which could have simply been him gaining understanding. The truth was, he was becoming more familiar with the truly devious nature of his apprentice. She continued stroking his manhood with her newfound technique, making sure the firmness of her grip and its applied pressure were what she wanted them to be. Oddly enough she'd already become capable of carrying on a normal conversation while involved in sexual activities due to this man's own machinations. It only made it easier for her to continue working his shaft beneath the countertop while carrying on their conversation. "Iia, I'm sure it's nothing so serious... I've just had a bit of practice with this dish~" she stated. So easy was it for her to make innocent conversation just a little flirty. No matter, he seemed to be doing fine stirring and as such she began to firm her grip just a bit, moving her wrist gently as she moved up the entirety of his shaft. That gentle almost twisting motion which she could have easily provided with a two handed grip, was being provided with a single hand in a show of dexterity. Still... there was a different kind of conversation happening and she'd keep an ear open to it while working a shaft within her hands. Perhaps she'd get herself a pre-breakfast snack out of this whole thing~

In the meantime, it would seem that Charlemagne was in agreement about the nature of that new name potential. He didn't much like the idea of twice anything and the Peers had a certain ring to it, which made it generally acceptable. "Peers sounds very democratic and liberal. I am fond of it," Anais mentioned. Of course, Survivors had its own appeal but she wasn't one to cross hairs for any reason. Instead it would be Sakura who was back on the chopping board pretty soon after. If she remembered, she'd congratulate Anais on her ability to carry on two very different conversations at the same time as sexual activity. Such a thing wasn't generally expected of many in Munetsuchi. She was quite a fine addition to the circle which surrounded her parents. Speaking of those people, she'd be leaning on her understanding of them as she was given more stipulations to work with in response to her particular thought exercise. "This is making less sense as it continues..." she said plainly. "Disenfranchisement is a simple solution to handle such a problem... if someone is no longer capable of functioning at capacity and you know their way is destructive to the goals, pushing them out would be the simplest solution overall. If I am being honest, I figure it would be easier to get the kids to agree to pushing the man out than it would be to actually get him to change without killing him," she said with a definite nod. A smile crossed Anais's face, 'I guess that makes the Emperor of Qin's influence very obvious,' she thought, though she already understood the extra problems, they were some she faced herself. Sakura gave it a bit more thought. "I suppose the first step would be creating a surplus of whatever things were being used gluttonously and making sure they got where they needed to be first. Then figure out how to change the behavior of the glutton before he catches up to the new surplus, install supervision for him? That might work if you aren't going to remove him. Though that does make a few assumptions I can't be sure of given the variables," she offered a new three-step plan. More complicated but still with a few merits to go.

[Bloodedge]

Between that demoness and his own apprentice, Ailen seemed fated to never again cook a meal without somehow being serviced during the cooking process. One stark difference between the two was the discussion kept up throughout such acts. Well, there was another thing to go along with that. When Yume chose to distract him, she did so on her knees using her mouth. Anais's approach involved no major movements except the previously unseen stroking method taken by her hand. Between the constant adjustment of firmness and those unusual wrist movements, Ailen wasn't sure what to do with himself. He could hardly focus on mixing batter, though it seemed his wrist was naturally taking on the same pattern as Anais's, to a much better end. "It is indeed a very practiced technique; I can tell. By all means, you may show my ignorant self the full breadth of your experience, and I will be better for it," he chimed.

Anais claimed to be fond of the name Peers. Their group was known as the Survivors long, long ago, but had been the Peers since some time before Anais's arrival. The elafia's preference for their more modern name was clear. "I'm pretty sure the same goes for all of us. We're definitely not changing it back," Charlemagne replied. With that, his eyes were on Sakura as she worked through a rather problematic hypothetical commission. There was a cheeky grin on his face while he listened to her issues. "I can see how you got there, but that's not always a good idea. Even if a leader is terrible, replacing them with force leads to infighting under future leadership. There are always going to be voices claiming it was one big setup ─ mostly from apologists," he explained briefly. Sakura went through her plan. She had an interesting way of going about it. Charlemagne kept his ear open while pulling his playing cards out onto the table. He placed the King in the center, the Queen and Ace together nearby, and the Joker nearby as well. Other cards of various suits were scattered around to take the place of villagers in his little representation. "Not a bad plan. It sounds like something Turpin would say, but... what if I said the next part of your job involves you realizing there's nothing wrong with the village chief?" he asked. In that moment, he collected a few pieces of silverware from the table, moving them all toward the King card. "All the resources are disappearing, and they can only be taken by the chief. You've got a good plan to stop him, so... are you still stopping him? The only thing you've seen him do since getting here, has been care for his children, and for the village that now hates him."

[Apollymi]

The oddity of the movements of Anais's hand and wrist were setting her apart. She could easily keep up the casual conversation she was having like this and even note the 'wristwork' of her mentor. It would seem that his batter was coming along nicely enough. She seemed to be leaning over, still blocking what she was doing but her peeking over gave her the opportunity to allow a gentle dribble of saliva from her mouth down to his exposed cock. Specifically under her thumb. She'd spread it around that way and shift the feeling of this particular hand based action. Her movements became smoother still and her firmed grip became a bit more sensational. "Hai!~ I'm sure you'll make good use of it~" Anais mentioned about the full use of her technique. This was a surprisingly easy thing to do, and now with her hand slipping around in that whisking motion a bit easier, she was sure she'd help the man along the tension in his manhood would surely signal when he reached the proper state to offer her a before breakfast snack.

Speaking of moving on, Charlemagne was busy speaking on their groups current name. It'd been the Peers since before Anais had showed up, even so, it seemed that everyone was fond of the new name, so Charlemagne in typical fashion wouldn't be trying to change. it. "Hai!~" Anais mentioned happy enough to keep contributing to the conversation and thus avoid drawing any wandering eyes towards herself. Actually, it'd be nice to be able to hide something like this a bit better... perhaps she should look into it. 'Oh? Are we developing slut skills? We already have some, you just have to know how to use 'em!~' Sinais chattered away in her mind? Did she? Well... she'd have to think about it. Now, Sakura was getting more of a lesson about the nature of humans. Removing the previous village chief would lead to infighting and apologists. A sign escaped her, she supposed if someone thought it was unfair it could potentially lead to more problems. "I understand. Though this definitely seems well out of the way for a problem to be solved by a group of adventurers," she stated honestly. It was quite a complex issue but she was sure there was a solution to it somewhere. Now she was receiving a visual and in seeing it, was being given an understanding of the situation which she could worth with a bit easier. There was also more context being given. Now this leader wasn't the bad guy, but he was obviously still the one responsible for the disarray. "Turpin is logical. I like Turpin..." she said of the friend who was apparently closer to her own form of logic. "Turpin is really kind but also oblivious... can't see the forest for the trees," Anais commented. "Sou ka..." Sakura murmured. There was something here which was obvious and she didn't quite notice it. The explanation at the chief was still doing good, but could also be the only one taking the things lead to another thought process. "If there is nothing really wrong with the chief then figuring out his motivation for his wrong doing and removing it is the best idea. The kids obviously aren't negative influences, they don't want you hurting their dad, and maybe have information... so then what's missing?" she asked, this was quite the curious case, and she was very interested in it. Even more so than the debauchery and desires she was sensing from the kitchen. People were so interesting.

[Bloodedge]

One simple instance of cooking was too much to ask for in Ailen's case. On the other hand, though, he wouldn't have asked for anything different if the opportunity presented itself. Of course, he was eventually being kept from any reasonable amount of work. A stream of drool from Anais's own mouth cascaded onto his tip, only to be rubbed in as lubricant to enhance the better experience of his day. Who needed to focus on cooking anyway? Certainly not Ailen, who had one hand against the counter for support as he leaned forward. "I can see a great many uses for it. It's almost a waste to use such technique on a simple breakfast, no?" he questioned partially in rhetoric. It truly was a shame; this would have been a moment to enjoy with full immersion under any other circumstance. Alas, that wouldn't stop the elf from enjoying himself thoroughly in the moment ─ even though there were crepes just waiting to be poured over a hot skillet. Oh well; those things could wait a bit. "I suppose I'll wait to pour these. The sausages will take a bit. Though... there is still the salad and tea."

Apparently, Sakura liked the one called Turpin for being... logical. Charlemagne paused, considering the mental and moral mannerisms of the Archbishop before offering his retort. "I guess? Though it's not exactly something he'd do because it's logical. Turpin always picks the path that harms the least people, physically and mentally. He's nice," Charlemagne decided. Moving on, the story was becoming rather interesting with Sakura's thought process applied. She wondered what was missing if the chief was not a bad person, and that just happened to be the point. "What's missing is the most important part. See, levying is completely normal, even though this example is beyond extreme. But... this isn't levying," he explained while pointing to the Joker card. "Because well-executed extortion looks exactly the same from the outside. Only the chief himself knows that everything in his coffers is being taken out to make his brother, the next in-line to be chief, look like the new village hero when he takes over."

[Apollymi]

Ailen might never be able to cook like a normal elf again. Even so, Anais wouldn't be complaining if she was the one causing the distractions. It was quite fun for her to distract her mentor from his work. Even right now, she was quite enjoying the look of him leaning against the countertop, seemingly catching his breath or perhaps just waiting for the griddle to reach the optimum temperature. All the while that slickened hand seemed to be having quite the good time. "Well, it is a bit different but thinking of other applications is a good way to use new information~" she claimed also in rhetoric. In truth she was using information garnered from her dreams and other bodies to properly abuse the body of her elf mentor. He was also enjoying himself, which was rather important to the elafia, as always she wanted to provide an enjoyable experience to those she was sharing herself with, speaking of enjoying... Ailen had a bit more to say about waiting on the crepes a bit for the sake of constructing his salad and brewing tea. What a brilliant excuse for the pair of them to disappear into a pantry for a few moments without any need for interruption. "Of course, managing the different aspects is important. Between the two of us, we should be able to reach everything in the pantry that you need with relative ease. And you can explain the new ingredients to me!~" she chimed that hand of hers still moving and her body still blocking the visual of his cock from her side. They could easy make their way into the pantry for extra items without arousing any extra suspicion. 'Woohooo!~ Pre-breakfast workout and I didn't even have to suggest it, nice job Shishou!~' chimed Sinais who was somehow just as pleased as her external self, this level of devious was flawless.

At the same time, Charlemagne was getting to the important part of his explanation and expanding the horizons of Sakura at the same time. The human element was always one which would require a bit more work, after all... her human father was the one most sparingly seen by the girl. Turpin according to Charlemagne wasn't exactly logical, he took the route of niceness, choosing to do the least harm to the most people while being helpful. "Yes, the logical way..." she claimed, which made it obvious that Sakura didn't necessarily separate kindness from logic. The complexity of this hypothetical situation was expanding before Sakura's eyes. This wasn't a matter of levying or anything like that... according to Charles, an outside influence was indeed gaining the extra material wealth to make himself look good, while discrediting the man already in charge. She heard this explanation and frowned slightly. "But he was already in line to take over... it's completely unnecessary for him to discredit his predecessor. What is his motive?" she asked in a straightforward manner. "Also if he's that negative why didn't anyone else notice?" she asked curiously, surely humans weren't so underdeveloped that they ignored malice when it presented itself...a person didn't just appear malicious out of nowhere. This also made no sense to her... as a person with a long life, whose livelihood and prestige weren't necessarily locked behind the works of someone else, she couldn't possibly understand the motivations of the person represented by the Joker card.

[Bloodedge]

Under any normal circumstance, Ailen would have been done cooking in the next five or so minutes, including the wait time on sausages. It seemed five minutes wasn't very likely anymore ─ not with Anais responding to his recent words the way she was. She spoke of the pantry, where they could both surely find necessary ingredients for salad and tea. He didn't really need access to it, given the depth of his satchel... but surely she knew that. Indeed, a quick trip to the pantry was an excellent idea. "Hmm. You're right. It is rather difficult for me to reach things that are much lower, which is where many of the ingredients for Moonblossom Salad should be stored. Let's peruse," he suggested, finally managing to push away from the counter without losing too much of his composure. Anais had not yet loosed his cock, and he didn't seem keen to let her do so. Even within her grasp, the elf was beginning his move toward the pantry just around the corner behind them. It seemed the others weren't looking toward the kitchen anyway.

Sakura insisted that Turpin was doing things the logical way. Her thought progress was most interesting, yet it seemed to still be lacking an understanding of humanity. "Hard disagree. Sometimes, you can't approach things with the intention of not hurting anyone. Being too optimistic about things like that is just a way to get more people hurt," he argued. As for her issues regarding the story at hand, he'd seen the very same complaints before. "He was already in line to take over. But, he was following the legacy of the existing chief, who became the village hero in his younger years. His brother wanted to become a hero chief, but he wasn't a warrior. As for malice, well... it wasn't like he had an aggressive approach or anything. Nobody could see it on the surface because he was just an ordinary, crotchety old man. His issue was being too invested in his own unearned glory."

[Apollymi]

Anais and Ailen were sneaking off, so it seemed. The collection of the materials for Moonblossom Salad were to be found in the lower reaches of the pantry. Along they went conveniently out of sight and to a quite place. All the while there was quite the devious little smirk on Anais's face. "Hai!~" she chimed to the idea of perusing for materials while knowing full well she had no intention of really doing much of that to start with. Within the pantry she found it to be spaced with solid shelving which were impossible to see around and thus made it impossible for anyone to sneak up on them. 'Nice! This place was made for this!~' she confirmed within her mind. 'Hell yeah, now... bend that ass over for Shishou!~' Sinais teased her other self. At some point in the future, Anais might get used to the idea that she was flirting with herself a bit, but it wasn't now. A little blush appeared on her face as after finding herself solidly enough within the space to properly tempt her mentor she gave his cock one last winding little stroke before turning around and bending over at the waist. Hidden between the shelves she took a look down at the bottom shelves. Her legs were spread apart she was still perched on her tiptoes and now her hands were gently resting palm down against the floor for the sake of stability. "So, Shishou~ I have a pretty good view down here. How's it up there?~" she asked in a manner most teasing. Of course, she was oddly enough without her leggings and only a small golden string thong was presently covering her rear. It had a small heart-shaped opening over the very top of her ass.

As those two wandered off, Charles got into the greater details about humans and how to mediate them. Apparently he thought being too optimistic could be a bad thing. "Sou ka..." she said taking that advice under her general thoughts. She didn't know when it might be useful but it was still worth keeping track of. Upon hearing the rest of the information, Sakura could only be more confused. "So, this man was jealous of his brother, and even though he was going to have the same job and could have just advanced the agenda or helped in some other way, he decided his best course of action was sabotage?" she summarized. "So can we kill him? I think if I found that out my original plan becomes better..." she said with a firm nod. Ah and just the same, Yume was finally stirring after her long soak, coming to a realization that her arm had developed something of a burn. Her wrist felt a bit loose which made her wonder what her friend had been up to? Maybe breakfast was rather vigorous today... it was easy to assume some sort of whipping was being done.

[Bloodedge]

Off to the pantry they went, whilst neither party had any intentions of finding ingredients just yet. Ailen was basically dragged along by the dick, even receiving another of those unusual, yet oh so pleasant strokes once they were inside. "That really is an interesting technique you've picked up," he whispered as commentary. Now safely within the pantry, Ailen witnessed the elafia bending over until her hands reached the floor. One could almost believe she intended to check those lower shelves. Ailen, on the other hand, could only check the curve behind her. She wanted to know how his view was from so high? Well... "Quite obstructed. Too much so, in fact. I should..." Without completing a clause, Ailen casually flipped the girl's dress over her hips. Right away, he saw that little heart design holding three ends of golden string together. This may have been the skimpiest article yet, but it still managed to accentuate the girl's backside. It was almost a shame to slip a finger between her cheeks to pluck the most intrusive string out... Almost. "It's quite the ideal view up here, actually. Though I believe it will still take some far reaching to get what I'm looking for," he commented. With that one impactful string now digging into Anais's cheek instead of settling between them, he was able to wedge his member between her folds with... about as much ease/difficulty as always. "As usual, the best ingredients are always found in the snuggest spaces~"

While Sakura spoke further, Charlemagne added more separation between the King and Joker cards, and all the others. "Basically. He'd solidify his own rule by ensuring the people loved him the moment he took over. As far as he was concerned, his brother was already washed-up, so people would eventually stop caring about embezzlement from a grumpy old war vet. People tend to do that sort of thing when their glory days are over anyway," he answered. Ah, but the point had already been passed. "Anyway, we digressed a bit. The plan's already been changed, see? We're no longer doing anything to stop the chief, because it's more important to stop his brother... which will also stop the chief, but not the way anyone expected to when the execution phase started. The rest of the story, as this all really happened, does involve killing the brother; he's the uncle we were talking about earlier. For context, he'd gone a little demonic after being discovered. The beginning was partially just miscommunication that involved the chief thinking his future replacement was going to get rid of his kids. He was the reason the chief's wife died, but... she's also the one he got the demon influence from. It all got really complicated."

[Apollymi]

Ailen had whispered praise about the new technique developed by Anais. A gentle blush came to her face as she got into position. "I'm glad you like it, Shishou~" she whispered as well, seemingly rather pleased. It was always good to deliver the experience she was trying to, besides that it would appear to her that his batter had also turned out nicely, everything was as it should be. Except for one thing... Anais had bent over legs spread pretty wide and on her tiptoes but her bottom was initially still covered. Ailen commented on his obstructed view before... ridding himself of it. A gentle sigh left the girl as that little string was shifted out of the way. Moreover, she soon received more praise... this time having his view being called ideal but claiming he would have to reach for what he was looking for. Wasn't that an exciting prospect? Anais was soon having Ailen's cock pressed into her folds which were slick and tense enough to await that invitation. His commentary was quite welcome and still made the girl blush just a bit. "Yeah, always a struggle to reach but always so rewarding~" the girl mused happily, her sex quivering with anticipation. Just the same she decided to help a bit, shifting her hips backwards against his forward push, aiding that snug push towards her true depths. Sinais was rather pleased by this, and seemed to be congratulating her. 'That's a good one, back that ass up for Shishou~' Sinais was also this vocal in her dreams, it wasn't really that surprising and she'd take the self-encouragement and develop a calm rhythm when the time was right.

At the same time, Sakura was receiving all of the extra information that hadn't been included in the initial thought exercise. According to Charlemagne it was normal for humans to become embezzlers and the like when they stopped being relevant. And what was more it was also apparently more normal for people to sabotage others while trying to make themselves look better. This was fairly complex as a thing, the underlying reasons were for the sake of personal gain but the negative effects were quite heavy for something like that. Perhaps this was fine given the shorter lives of humans? She'd observe more or ask more about such things in the future to figure it out. "Sou ka..." she murmured her brain moving rather quickly. Still, according to Charlemagne they'd diverged a bit, his point was that the plan they were making had already changed several times. "I suppose it did change a lot as more information was introduced. I assume it would be too much to ask to get all of that information before the planning phase..." she guessed that most of this had to be figured out through observation and trial and error. They had a general problem and an idea of how to fix it, and the idea had to shift as extra things were introduced to the mix. A few other misunderstandings and demonic influence would be blamed for the rest of the complexities of this situation. "I could see that evolving into something rather complex... still seems like a lot, but I think I understand why the plans include steps for flexibility and problem-solving..." she nodded while processing the information within her mind. Just the same, Yume was still in the bath until a sensation happened that she felt through the link she maintained with Anais. In this particular case, she had the phantom sensation of sexual pentration. 'Oh? You little slut, getting dick before breakfast is even ready~' she murmured within her mind. Still a devious light played in her mind and finally made her remove herself from her long soak, and finally begin the journey to the front of the carriage. A few wet steps out of the bath would occur before her dress reappeared on her person and she appeared about as dressed as she always did.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh? But I'm sure you didn't expect any different," Ailen replied. Whether the visual or any of the new techniques Anais had to offer, Ailen was elated time and time again. Even now as that initial push forward met great friction, he couldn't be made more satisfied. It didn't matter if this was an excursion of learning or one of deviance; there was joy in both. Luckily for the elf, he didn't need to carry the weight of insertion on his own. Anais must have riled herself up a fair amount as well, as both parties seemed equally eager to complete their physical union. Both would also be moving toward some type of rhythm once their connection established itself, which Ailen felt happening in record time this morning.

Once Charlemagne separated all other cards from the King and Joker, he turned the two away from one another. He surrounded the latter with four face-down cards, then flipped it over as well. "All's well in the end. The village needs a new chief, but they'll work it out now that there's some transparency in leadership. Nobody blames the current chief for anything that happened; he was just doing what any parent should," he declared while sweeping an arm over the pile, collecting all cards at once. Sakura understood the point of their four-step process at least, so Charlemagne nodded. "Well we end up having to improvise a lot, so improvising just naturally became part of our everything-plan. As long as we've got the same overall goal in mind, we trust each other to see it through ─ even if it's all decisions made in the spur of a moment. Every now and then, though... a plan can end at step two. Just sometimes~"

[Apollymi]

Ailen and Anais were flirting fairly easily, they were also mid-coitus in a pantry in the middle of making breakfast. Their bodies seemed to come together with relative ease and the same amount of friction that they both seemed to enjoy. Even so, the steady rhythm reached would eventually make the elafia need to stabilize herself. She went on to rest on her elbows and forearms, leaving her rear in the air and her legs spread wide. 'Ah, this is surprisingly comfortable... ' she thought absently. Her hips freely moving back and forth, she got to feel her mentor burying himself within her. Her breathing was becoming steadily panty and she could already feel that gentle pulse in her loins building up to something great. Maybe she should do sneaky things more often? This definitely seemed to come with its own level of preparation and implied danger.

While fornication happened in the pantry, the table was finishing the story. It would seem that the hypothetical crisis had a happier ending than expected. "That seems like one of the better possible outcomes. Interesting," Sakura was quite intrigued by the sort of work these adventurers did. She expected some simple monster slaying and less... oddly politically based adventures. At the same time, Yume finally emerged from the back in time to hear about the rare adventure where the plan went well. "Oh? That does sound like quite a rarity, good morning~" Yume managed seemingly fine to stand near the table and peek over towards the kitchen not finding anyone there. How strange? She was sure her legs felt a bit shaky, so where had the pair sneaked off to? The griddle was still heating and all. How impatient. That was actually a thought which was rather amusing for Yume, knowing the other girl had woken from a sex dream not too long ago. "I am interested in the sometimes. That seems like it would be kind of magical," Sakura said wondering if her time spent on these kind of adventures might lead to her seeing such a moment.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen was quite sure he'd never began a sexual endeavor of any sort while standing in a pantry, but there was a first time for everything. Dealing with these apprentices, he'd likely find himself in many more strange places as time passed. Just the same, he was sure to see many more strange positions. There was presently such a position being taken ─ one he was made privy to not very long ago due to its appearance in Munetsuchi a few days prior. He heard of it only in passing, but there was no doubt in the elf's mind that this was the mythical thing that had been discovered. "So that's what it is," he observed, noting the amount he was suddenly being squeezed. Well, he certainly wasn't going to be stopped by a bit of pressure. Even as Ailen's knees buckled, he'd merely use it as momentum to thrust through a tingle that seemed to appear all too early.

All the while, Charlemagne was none the wiser to what one of his comrades was getting into. He was well invested in a hypothetical that had since become a general agreement. Sakura was clearly interested in the way adventures turned out in cases like what they'd recently discussed. "It was. Things don't always turn out that way, but it's always nice when they do," he commented. "You're showing a weird amount of interest in this whole thing," he added. Just then, Yume's arrival was announced with a casual insertion of herself to the topic at hand. "Morning. Hell of a way to jump in, but... you're not wrong. It's way too rare," Charlemagne replied with a wave thrown the girl's way. Sakura voiced her interest in the more 'magical' version of events, as she put it. "It is, and who knows? You might get to see it for yourself, depending on how this adventure goes."

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Ailen and Anais were both in for some very interesting surprises as their relationship developed. Anais had also never been one to sneak off into a pantry or really anywhere... but with the right motivation she could be rather accepting or even motivated to start anything. Case in point, her current position wasn't one she'd taken before, but was one she'd seen before. Unlike the population of Munetsuchi this was one of the things hidden away in the deeper reaches of her mind, lost in a wall of internet memes and challenge crazes. Still, it was rather enjoyable and the enhanced tightness which led to a slightly more forceful set of movements from Ailen were... rather pleasant. "Oh? Found something, Shishou?~" the lass questioned in a teasing manner. She didn't know quite what he was talking about, but she'd gotten quite used to carrying on a normal conversation even when out of breath or full of... something. Speaking of filling, she was moving her hips by rocking about on her toes. Doing so would lead to a building pressure within her loins, which let her know of a coming climax, which would likely strangle the man moving around in her loins. She kind of liked the idea of that... now that she was thinking about it. 'That's right, show Shishou the best part of a position like this~' Sinais mentioned as she knew the girl's orgasm was... cresting. Yes, the tightening of her loins would lead it to slickening but the increased grip along with the tightening of her core muscles would only make it all but impossible to pull away, she'd calmly sink into the feeling, pleased by the experience.

Charlemagne didn't know what his comrade was getting up to, but now at least two others were very sure. Sakura had known what would happen as soon as the desire within Anais solidified. Meanwhile, there was a certain almost vibrating feeling deep within the loins of Yume who was quiet after her little interjection her eyes narrowing as she figured out why her friend was missing. Meanwhile, it was apparently odd that Sakura was unsure of why it seemed odd. "I like the idea of all variables being understood and a plan functioning within the limits... I am interested in that," she explained. "But people don't seem to function within such ideas so it is interesting to see the overall picture," she expressed of herself. At the same time, Yume seemed to come back to herself. "Yeah that is me, random and not wrong~" she teased gently. "I thought it'd be a good morning ice breaker. Way better than opening with bad adult humans are way too good at hiding it, because humans don't have magical senses~" she mused not taking a seat but instead peeking over into the kitchen. She saw an unguarded bowl and became curious. "I'm glad I might see something like that... it could be really interesting," Sakura mused. 'Or I could orchestrate it, also possible,' the girl thought absently. The odd desire of Yume's was something new and interesting as well, and Sakura watched as she headed off to the kitchen and procured a small spoon. "Are we having pancakes for breakfast?" Yume wondered ready to take her little tasting spoon to the edge of the bowl to have a preview of breakfast while no one would stop her.

[Bloodedge]

Between view and feel, Ailen wasn't sure what the true power of this position was. On one hand, Anais gripped his cock with a firmness that made every retreat feel nigh impossible ─ adding as well to the constant friction pushing him toward the edge. On the other hand, however, the full descending view of her from behind was doing its own work toward ending their little tryst. Had he found something? Well, yes ─ it was certainly something. "I believe I have found my limit," he answered amid a ceaseless throbbing against the elafia's walls. Ailen had little choice but to weigh down upon the girl's backside, all to keep his own stability while hips rocked of their own accord.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne leaned back until his chair was supported by only two legs. He'd taken to absentmindedly shuffling cards while considering these newfound interests of Sakura's. "People tend to have that effect. You might even say experience in dealing with people becomes its own logic," he mused. As for Yume's take on her own introductory moments, he had little to say... but still something. "You could've still gone with that. Also not wrong," he commented as the stack of cards flipped one after another into his opposite hand. The demoness went on to the kitchen, where she was seen with a spoon while questioning their breakfast of the day. Charlemagne thought pancakes would be an awesome start to the day, but he shook his head. "Some sort of magic crepes, some sort of magic volcano sausages, a magic salad and some magic tea," the lad answered before speaking once more with Sakura. "You'll see a lot of cool stuff either way. There's no more awesome way to see the world than with a group like ours!" he assured.

[Apollymi]

Here and now, Anais was feeling the pleasantry caused by her current unorthodox position. There was an extra bit of pressure and friction which she enjoyed as the person being entered. What was more the tightness of her canal also allowed her to feel the constant throbbing of Ailen's tool as it moved around inside of her. It was delightful, she enjoyed knowing she had any kind of effect on someone else, more so than that she enjoyed teasing her teacher. Her dream man and other selves were right, she was quite enjoying indulging in her mentor. Ah, well... she'd continue until the right time made itself known... now, another right time was making itself known. "Well, it's a good limit, I found mine too~" she teased as extra weight was placed down on her person and balanced through this odd position. That rippling orgasm she was already sure she was experiencing seemed to be multiplying by every stroke only her canal capturing his cock would stop the movements he offered but her own hips stopped rather close against his, as she bit down on her bottom lip.

At the same time, Charlemagne was continuing his conversation, now with Yume and Sakura. "Sou ka, I'll keep that in mind," Sakura mentioned. If people had their own logic, then it was simply a matter of experience that would let her learn the nuances of the situations surrounding them. Their current adventure would surely give her more information than normal. "Hai hai, people are their own forms of logical," Yume agreed. "Not wrong doesn't make it an extravagant enough entrance~" Yume mentioned seeming to be in a teasing mood. She'd remain this way even as she tasted the batter which was being left to rest while the cooks in question were off gathering ingredients? Yes, surely that was it. She took this as an extra thought when Charlemagne went on to list the menu for breakfast. "Oh? That's pretty good... this is pretty tasty so I can imagine~" she said with a spoon having from her tongue. She immediately went quiet experiencing an orgasm secondhand which let her know that the pair would be returning soon enough. At the same time, it would seem that Charlemagne reccommended a group like theirs for the kinds of adventure they were having, he claimd they'd see lots of things. "Hai! I'm actually growing in excitement about it... " Sakura said, though her outward appearance didn't imply much excitement at all.

[Bloodedge]

As it seemed, Ailen wasn't the only one reaching his limit. Rather, one could say Anais's encroaching climax would soon be the straw that broke the camel's back. One consistent quivering was all it took to tip the scales and leave the elf trembling. Had they not made this trip to the pantry, perhaps things would have taken much longer... but lo, it seemed breakfast would be finished in a reasonable time after all. Ailen wasn't going to restrain himself from letting his seed spill within the elafia's core under any circumstances at this point ─ though he originally fought the idea of doing so when no lesson was being delivered. Oh well; there was always a lesson to take from everything... somehow. Ailen would personally be taking the lesson of what absolute horndogs these human teens were.

Charlemagne nodded once more. Though they had met multiple disagreements regarding humanity and the like, she seemed quick to understand the goings-on when things were broken down properly. Charlemagne had once thought the idea of these goddesses understanding mankind was beyond impossible, but there was hope of understanding. Speaking of understanding, the lad had nothing negative to say about Yume's demands for her own entrance. He, too, would always take the better entrance when it presented itself. It didn't have to be extravagant in his case ─ only something cool. Ah, but there was hardly a difference to be found. "No shade from me. Always go for the coolest entrance possible~" he agreed. With that, Charlemagne returned all four legs of his chair to the floor and stretched, wondering how long it would be before the day could properly begin. Of course, there was little to do during the day for Charlemagne until... about nightfall, when his day truly began.

[Apollymi]

Things between Ailen and Anais played out as they always would, with the elf in question, spilling himself into the elafia's depths. And the elafia in question seemingly accepting it happily. Both seemed content with their progress and maybe they'd get around to breakfast and the rest with others. The others in question, Sakura, Yume, Astolfo and Charlemagne out in the common room would be waiting around. It would seem that Charlemagne had nothing negative to say about the nature of entrance that Yume chose. "Hai hai, I knew there was something about you I'd appreciate. Good man~" Yume teased gently. Just the same the day would progress, breakfast, activities, and their continued downward descent into the world.

An obligatory amount of teasing would take place during the day, but eventually the night would see everyone separated once more into their own spaces. At this point, Sakura would be found sitting in her chair within the bedroom she shared with Charlemagne seemingly in deep thought about something. Whatever the case, it was expected for the lad to get a certain amount of sleep, whether he actually needed it or not. "Everything is so lively with people around... there is so much to observe," she murmured quietly. Still if given the option Charlemagne was the person she'd like to observe more often than not. His relationships with his friends were interesting, his abilities as a leader were interesting and even the way he thought about things was rather unique. Sakura found herself wondering more and more when she'd stopped being surprised by things. What would he be doing tonight? How long would he sleep? Would she have a lot of free time? Would she join him in bed? All were questions she didn't have an immediate answer to, and that was always rather surprising.

[Bloodedge]

Breakfast, lunch and dinner ─ Charlemagne couldn't recall the last time he sat for all three in a single day. This day however, the elf in their group managed to prepare all three. Charlemagne wondered why each meal took so long, but he wasn't going to question the use of magical ingredients or... any other reason for the time. "I've never felt so energized! I could get used to eating like this," he said while falling onto the mattress in his room. Charlemagne once again had the Holy Grail in his hand, though he was merely toying with it at present. Sakura had returned to that same chair once more. It was quite strange how she chose to share a bedroom.

Perhaps the young goddess wanted to be left to her own devices when silence fell? No, that didn't make a great deal of sense; she was far too much an observer for that. It was probably easiest to say she was just... a bit weird, if anything. In the end, he decided an outright question was the best course of action. "Why do you choose to just sit there all night?" he wondered aloud. Over the rim of his cup, Charlemagne watched the lass just sit there commenting to herself about the group's lively atmosphere. She had every opening to bring her own liveliness, so... perhaps she was just a bit more like the shiest of their members than he previously gave credit for. Or, perhaps it was something else entirely. Sakura did, after all, have a general strangeness around her. Maybe something else was worth mentioning as well. "I have to meet Angie again in a few minutes."

[Apollymi]

Three meals in a day was quite unusual for a group of adventurers, but that was also a problem that they needed to work on. In truth, eating multiple times a day would help everyone in various ways, Sakura was aware of this but perhaps she'd share the information. "You should, Otou-chan believes in steady growth without stagnation as much as possible. Eating regularly contributes to the ability to keep mana moving within the body as well as keeping it fresh for whatever uses it has..." Sakura mentioned. She ate quite frequently even while being small... such was simply the nature of having a group of doting parents. She also knew that meals didn't have to take nearly so long to prepare, but the sneakiness of the apprentices and their desires, seemed to weigh a bit on time, not that it made much of a difference in the grand scheme of things.

Moving on, Sakura had taken up seating within her chair and was comfortable enough to begin considering things. It would seem beyond her usual antics she'd drawn Charlemagne's attention. He wanted to know why she chose to sit in her chair all night, and it seemed to be a point of grand curiosity. Strange, she didn't think much she did would draw the lad's attention aside from some things she could potentially say... as for his question there were several answers to cover. "I don't really just sit here all night... I do like the chair it is quite comfortable. I like watching you sleep... it's interesting," she mused. "But I also spend some extra time working on things and developing my magic. I also take some time to adjust the realm we're in to any new desires as they appear, I'd like for everything to remain as comfortable for everyone as possible," she expressed of her nightly activities. "Sitting here also lets me observe everyone else, magically at least, so there is that... I do not need to sleep actively so I find this to be a good use of my time. I also wouldn't want to interrupt yours if I didn't manage to get to sleep in a timely manner," she expressed of herself. Her time within her chair was well spent by her own logic, and since sleep wasn't something she found easily, she felt no need to interrupt Charlemagne's nightly routine with her activities. He also claimed he'd be meeting up with Angelica in a few minutes. "Really? That is good, I am worried about her..." Sakura said. It would be for the best of Angelica was checked up on often, still she couldn't help but feel strangely, her face shifted just a bit becoming a little pouty thinking about it. She wanted to see Angelica too.

[Bloodedge]

The concept of a full day of meals was nothing strange to Charlemagne. Adding thoughts of mana and its functionality to the notion was something exclusive to this world, but even his original life involved the preaching of three meals per day ─ at least normally. "That sort of thought exists on both worlds. It was pretty common to push for breakfast, lunch and dinner in my old world too. That is... unless you're on one of those four-to-six meal diets. It's really easy to end up eating only once or twice a day, though; life gets busy," he answered. All things considered however, he rather fancied the idea of eating thrice per day when possible.

Sakura explained her nightly activities, noting that she didn't simply sit in a chair all night. He didn't mean to imply as much, but she was there when he fell asleep, and typically there when he woke as well. Either way, it sounded like she was doing a bit much with her nights. Surely none of the people on this trip cared much for additional accommodations. As for watching him sleep, he could say virtually nothing about that. If anything, Charlemagne just hoped he looked particularly cool when unconscious ─ none of that open maw, drooling nonsense. "You know you don't have to do all that. I don't think anyone will complain if nothing changes about this place. We all seem to like it the way it is, and it's not weird at all to think 'it would be cool if' about anything. That doesn't mean anything has to be added. Don't stress it," he insisted. Alas, he couldn't say much about the girl spending her free time observing the others; it seemed to be a pastime for her. What he could say, was something about her apparent state of worry for the goddess they intended to free of Aincrad within two years. "Yeah, same time as yesterday. She's holding up alright, or at least she was when we spoke yesterday. Did you want to come this time?" he asked, seeing no problems with the idea of bringing Sakura along after that previous conversation.

[Apollymi]

Three meals a day was apparently something normal on the other world as well. Odd, she figured since they had no real understanding of mana they might not care too much about eating except to maintain themselves. Or perhaps they needed to eat that many times just to maintain themselves in low mana environments? She supposed she'd be finding out soon enough, still something Charlemagne said seemed to catch her attention just a bit, "Four to six? Life really must be busy..." she commented absently. "How much mana do they give?" she asked seemingly aghast at any reason she could think to eat that much.

Something else Sakura didn't really understand was the difference between human desires and ones she could or should answer. According to Charlemagne humans thought about improvements all the time, but they didn't need to be answered. He insisted that she didn't have to go out of her way to make alterations to their accommodations. "Sou ka, but when I make them everyone has such interesting reactions..." she murmured. Perhaps there was simply a balance to be achieved. She wouldn't go out of her way to make changes, but she'd also still make some so long as they'd gain her something new or exciting to see. As for the rest, it appeared that Charlemagne was going to visit Angelica again the same time as he had yesterday. This was some exciting news for Sakura as she was invited along. Suddenly the small pouty sullenness she had disappeared. "Yes! I want to go!" she said decisively. She got up from her chair and crawled into bed beside Charlemagne, seemingly excited for the trip.

[Bloodedge]

When hearing about the greater number of meals consumed by some people on Gaia, Sakura immediately wondered how much mana they gave. Obviously, something had been lost in translation. "Err... it's not like that," he said after a moment of thought. "It's never been about the mana, and besides that, those meals are usually way smaller. People eat like that to keep their metabolisms active, which I guess translates to mana circuits or something like that," he rambled as the Holy Grail slowly filled with liquid.

Sakura insisted that everyone's reactions to her changes. With that in mind, Charlemagne shrugged. "Well if that's what you're in it for, keep at it. As long as you're not putting yourself out, it's perfectly fine," he said. The Holy Grail filled itself to the brim as Charlemagne sat up, and just then... Sakura seemed more excited than ever. "Wow, that's intense. What's a guy gotta do to make someone that excitable?" he wondered to the world at large. Whatever the case, Angelica would soon be met by a party of two. As Sakura took her place beside him, Charlemagne began pouring the grail's contents onto the bed beneath them. Doing so opened that familiar portal, transporting the pair into that very same white room seen on a daily basis as of late. During their arrival, Charlemagne remembered one important detail about the previous trip. "Oh, and the old man's not talking now. No clue why, but he wouldn't appear or say anything yesterday."

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Gaia had a few more nuances than Sakura was currently ready for. According to Charlemagne there was eating multiple meals but life on the other side wasn't as much about mana, they had no awareness of it. Instead it was done to keep their metabolism up, which he related to the idea of mana circuits. A few moments of quiet contemplation and Sakura could understand how humans came to such a conclusion. "I understand that comparison, and even how they reached that conclusion..." she said with a curt nod. There were a few caveats including the fact that eating smaller meals in cycle wouldn't really keep the mana cycling out of the body fast enough to avoid it staying within and stagnating... but she supposed there might be a few ways of handling that potential problem.

Moving on, it would seem that the kind of thoughts that Sakura was having about her works within their living space were about what she thought. Charlemagne told her to keep up her work if she was in it for herself, but not to put herself out if she was doing it just for the sake of everyone else. "Hai, I like seeing what comes of the minor changes. Every one else's minds work so differently," she mused. Of course, she mostly meant seeing what kind of perverted things people were thinking to do with normal spaces but that was hardly worth specifying. What was also worth note, was apparently her reaction to being invited along on this particular trip. "Is it intense? I just really want to see her..." she mused about Angelica. The truth of the matter was more and less complicated than other thoughts, but it didn't matter as both would soon find themselves within the white room once more.

Within it, Sakura took note of the space and nodded about its emptiness. She took notice of the missing consciousness, but it would be Charlemagne who explained it. "He likely over-exerted himself. I imagine manifesting has a high energy cost," Sakura gave that explanation but decided to remain mostly respectful of the potential old man. Regardless she was rather excited about the coming of Angelica and would be patiently waiting just the same.

[Bloodedge]

Once they were within the Nexus again, Charlemagne stood and stretched. By his approximation, they were roughly right on time for the meeting with Angelica ─ if not a few minutes early. Sakura had recently reiterated her excitement to see Angelica. Though he found it unusual for her to be excited about... anything, really, he was also a bit too excited to say anything against it. As for the lack of Albertus Animusphere, he supposed Sakura's explanation made a great deal of sense. "I guess it should be pretty costly, huh? Becoming the god of a dimension that has an effect on the entire world has to be a lot for anyone ─ even an actual god," he surmised. That explanation was well worth agreeing to.

Now then, it seemed only appropriate to go about calling Angelica once more. Charlemagne did think it would be worthwhile to call someone else for a separate discussion, but he certainly wasn't going to be late meeting Angelica... again. As such, Charlemagne once again cupped both hands around his mouth and... "Luviagelita Angelica Edelfelt~! If you're late to the party again, I'm painting your room that gaudy red you don't like!" he called out into the blank space.

[Apollymi]

The missing presence of the Nexus's resident god was something which was a bit sad for Sakura, but her explanation seemed to make sense for both herself and Charlemagne. "Hai," she agreed. Whatever the case, Albertus Animusphere as the other world knew him, was nothing but a kind old man, so anything he'd done to help would be greatly appreciated. "Actually, that is probably especially true if he doesn't also have access to Mystery to fuel the extras... I hope Ojii-chan is taking good care of himself," Sakura said in follow up. Beyond these points there was excitement, soon enough Angelica would be making an appearance and that was what Sakura was most excited for.

But... how? Well, Charlemagne would be calling upon her, using some strange reference the pair obviously understood. This would lead to a very specific entrance sentence. "Listen here, Chuck. If I see even a drop of that gaudy ruby color on anything that belongs to me, I'll hit you so hard you'll feel it across all your lives!" she declared. Angelica appeared in this moment, arms crossed over her chest, long bright blonde curls descending into blue as they went down her body. She was still dressed in a few armor pieces and a bit of light clothing including a pair of royal blue shorts and long greaves. "That's really going to hurt, Ang-chan!~" Sakura seemed overly pleased. A bit of shock came over. "Saku!" Angelica replied seemingly pleased, and gently upset that Charlemagne hadn't warned her, she would have tried to think of something better to say to the other lass if she'd had a bit of warning. "He started it," she said in typical bratty fashion.

[Bloodedge]

"Knowing him, he's perfectly fine," Charlemagne said as one who knew of the exploits surrounding Albertus Animusphere. Apparently, that man had always been one to live on edge in the most magnificent way, never managing to leave himself in a bad way because of it. Even if he was missing from the Nexus now, Charlemagne couldn't imagine that man suffering from anything. "I'm sure he'll pop up like nothing happened, whenever he's ready for it," he added.

Soon enough, Angelica responded to his new call. She appeared similarly to how she did the previous day, albeit with a few small changes in wardrobe that were admittedly more effective for survival than her usual garb. It seemed she was quick to contest Charlemagne's painting idea as well ─ even bringing the threat of pain if he were to go through with it. "As if! There are a thousand better things I can do than paint one of your gigantic rooms. I could build a new house in that time," Charlemagne countered. Just then, the pair of women present shared their excitement to see one another. Strange; they must have really hit it off a few days prior. Of course, it all ended in Charlemagne being blamed for the blonde's aggression. "Eh?! Why do I get blamed for something in two seconds?!" he questioned immediately. Never a normal greeting, he thought.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne thought the god of the Nexus would appear again some other time, perfectly fine. Given that he knew of the man outside of this particular venture, Sakura found herself believing in his thoughts about it. "Hai hai," she murmured. The man she assumed was a grandfather was a bit rough and tumble surely all would be well.

Speaking of things being well, Angelica seemed to be well. She appeared in her normal fashion and seemed to be her usual self. "Well fine build a house then, just keep that ridiculous color away from me!" Angelica gripped. "Ang-chan doesn't like red... I'll keep that in mind," Sakura thought aloud in a manner most absent. In the meantime, small steps towards each other were being taken by both girls, who seemed to be quite happy to see each other. Charlemagne had no real idea of how close they'd managed to get the previous time they'd seen each other, but both would easily be seen greeting each other. First and foremost their arms opened and they hugged while Angelica continued to throw her bratty attitude towards Charlemagne. "You get blamed because it's your fault, obviously~" Angelica gripped. Just the same Sakura seemed pleased by the physical contact and content to enjoy it. "I don't know if that is exactly fair..." she said softly. "How are you, Ang-chan?" asked Sakura earnestly. "Oh me? I'm alright. My real dad is watching by body since apparently it phases in and out and we're just on the run through the labyrinth," she explained of her current situation. "How's stuff with you guys? Are you getting along well? Chuck are you behaving yourself?!" asked Angelica seemingly happy just the same.

[Bloodedge]

Angelica's bratty behavior aside, all seemed to be well. In fact, she and Sakura were content to greet one another physically. Charlemagne stood back, one hand on his hip as he was thrown additional blame for no particular reason. "That's the weakest argument," he said with a sigh. There were questions to ask, but it seemed the most important of them would be answered without any direct prodding. Charlemagne had been wondering what happened with Angelica's body during these appearances. Apparently, she was not entirely here in a physical sense... though a bit of phasing implied a partial physical transport.

Charlemagne took a moment to consider the implications at hand. If Angelica's body was phasing in and out of reality where she was, this certainly wasn't the safest way to interact while she hid. Luckily, her father was still available to help. "Sounds like the process of a cheap teleport. If it's like that, you'd probably end up here completely... after a pretty long time, though. Good thing your dad's around," he said. When asked by Angelica about their wellbeing, he hardly had anything to report. "Nothing really new here. We're still on our way to the lower world to set that door up. Oh, and I am gonna have to call up someone else while we're here. I've got all night though, so no worries about that ─ it's just a few questions about the whole King title thing," he explained before that matter came up officially. All the while, Charlemagne remained curious about the apparent friendliness between the two goddesses. "So you guys uh... really hit it off the other day, huh?"

[Apollymi]

"No it isn't. The weakest reason would be 'just because'," claimed Angelica. She was human enough to know the difference. She knew she didn't have to blame the lad, but also would just because it would keep things fairly normal between them. She was happily hugging Sakura a hand rubbing against her back seemingly pleased to be there. The other girl was quite soft from her memory and she'd missed being in contact with her, if she was being truthful. That wasn't to discount Charlemagne or anything like that, but she did wish to see Sakura just as often.

It was apparently a good thing that Angelica had access to her real dad, as this could have been a cheap teleport process but her body phasing in and out could be potentially dangerous. "Yeah, he said he'd keep an eye out for me. He's really great!~" she said of her father. The one who'd been in charge of her before now, was basically just an afterthought now, a crazy guy who was trying to force her into acting a specific way. He really didn't understand her at all. Regardless Charlemagne would eventually be calling someone else into this particular space, to question them about the nature of 'King' titles or something. "Well, it's good you guys are still on the way. Please be careful though..." Angelica affirmed. There was no need to rush and have anyone end up hurt. "There isn't anything to worry about on our end..." Sakura confirmed. "How's your little one, do you have time to work on it?" asked Sakura. "Well a bit yeah, it's taking a while, did you want to add in a bit, I could add in on yours too... complete the circle~" Angelica added making Sakura smile. Both girl's seemed quite amused but Charlemagne's words drew Angelica's attention. "Of course we hit it off, why wouldn't we, she's great if you haven't noticed!" she said looking from Sakura to Charlemagne and then back to Sakura. She had a certain clarity in the moment but surely he couldn't have been that far behind.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh come on; there's barely a difference!" Charlemagne countered. Angelica hadn't given much of a reason for giving him the blame either way, so he wasn't just going to take it. Though... he wasn't able to do much by way of arguing while watching both her and Sakura happily interact, strange though it was where his mind traveled. The more he watched the two, the more he wondered whether this was a dream scenario... or a nightmare scenario unfolding before his eyes. One could hope for the former, but he had long since accepted the latter as a possibility ─ improbable though it was.

Whatever the case, there were a few details to address during this time in the Nexus. First though, checking in on Angelica took precedence. Ah, but it seemed she was just as content to check on them. It had to be rough being on the run in Aincrad's Labyrinth; that place was far from a fun experience for one who didn't find thrill in the adventure of it. "I can't wait to meet your real dad. He sounds awesome ─ even better if he's helping you manage in that hellhole of a place," Charlemagne declared. He nodded when urged to be careful, but it was just as Sakura said; they had little to worry about currently. "She's right. We've just been hanging around for the past couple of days. Once we're on Gaia, I doubt there'll be any issues," he stated. As for the two of them getting along easily, apparently Angelica thought it was the easiest assumption to make. According to the blonde, Sakura was great... if he hadn't noticed. "Oh I've noticed," he said while scratching his scalp. "I've noticed... quite a few times by now─"

[Apollymi]

"Stuck on the wrong thing, Chuck!" Angelica summarized easily. She could sum up most of Charlemagne's issues in that kind of sentence, and hearing her say such a thing made a small giggle escape Sakura. It was quite nice having Angelica around. She was quite light, and upbeat and filling compared to Sakura and Sakura found herself willing to bathe in the other girl's ambient nature. Of course, Charlemagne saw a potential but neither girl was aware of his issue, no... both of them were simply content to enjoy as they wished, it was something the more human of the trio should learn to do.

And perhaps he would, as their conversation progressed. It would seem that everyone was quite happy that Angelica had a good dad after her rather crappy initial dice roll. Charlemagne couldn't wait to meet the man who was helping his wife get through the labyrinth. "I actually don't dislike the labyrinth, in fact if I was just doing it because I wanted to... you know without crazy templar knights trying to drag me back to the face-stealer, I'd probably be having a lot of fun," she expressed of the situation. "That is a very optimistic way to think about that..." Sakura mentioned seeming to find the girl's happiness something interesting. They were just traveling and things would calm down when they reached Gaia. Good. "I've had a bit more time to adjust my little one, and a bit more of Char-kun's influence to work with... but Char-kun's expressions about other things make me believe we should go ahead and tie the pair together... properly," Sakura mentioned, happily. "Though I wasn't sure how to explain this part. Like I don't know if he knows about your baby yet, or us... but I wasn't sure how to bring it up. He said he wanted to wait for you when my inmon popped up, but then he came to see you without me," Sakura mentioned softly, pouting just a tad. She'd been waiting to meet back up with Angelica but there was quite a bit of complexity involved with the start of this relationship. She gave Angelica a bit of a squeeze after this statement. Explaining this side of things to Charlemagne was a bit more complicated than she liked. Even now, she was very pleased that Angelica was here because they could more easily navigate things. Whatever the case, it seemed that Charlemagne had at the very least noticed how great Sakura was, this was good as far as Angelica was concerned. "Oh? Damn, I figured it'd be way easier if he was spending so much time with you... you didn't just put it in his brain?" Angelica asked as if it would have been sensible. "Iia, that is a bit invasive if you aren't sharing information to be processed on purpose, it's also harder to process and recall if you aren't trying to retain it," she explained of how she chose to share memories with the other girl earlier. "Hm, yeah... sorry about that. Our human can be really... human sometimes!" she exclaimed as if it was the funniest thing in the world, she pressed her lips against Sakura's in a manner sort of chast, but done specficially because the other girl looked cute to her and deserved it and then sighed. "Oh? Actually this explains the other half of that conversation I had yesterday," Angelica said seeming to make sense of the pair rather easily. All the while their cute little conversation would come with a couple of glances towards Charlemagne as well as a few hushed whispers between the girls.

[Bloodedge]

"Pushing the wrong issue, Luviagelita!" Charlemagne responded. For one claiming he was stuck on the wrong thing, she was wasting a lot of her breath on something entirely inconsequential. Of course, that was normal for the bratty princess types ─ even others Charlemagne had seen throughout his journeys. Actually, he had a firmer memory of his previous life as of late. "Huh. Bit of a perpetual super sweet sixteen kind of thing," he muttered to no one in particular. With that realization of Angelica's demeanor, he shook his head and moved on.

It seemed Angelica had no actual issues with the Labyrinth apart from the current situation. If that was the case, she'd surely enjoy her eventual freedom with the kinds of adventures Charlemagne regularly undertook. "Really? That's awesome! You should come with us to the Tomb of Nazarick then; it'll be great!" he said casually. There was nothing else to be said by Charlemagne, but apparently much to be said between Angelica and Sakura. Charlemagne wasn't an intrusive individual, so he never even thought of eavesdropping on words shared between the two. They were obviously getting to know each other... incredibly well, it seemed, given how randomly he saw them locking lips. What was he to think about that? Well firstly, he was back to the original thought process of daydream or nightmare. Secondly, there was something a bit different. 'Well doesn't that just beat all. All I got yesterday was a hug,' he thought, scratching his head once more. Charlemagne couldn't tell if that was concerning, annoying, or something else. Whatever it was, there also came several glances in his direction amid those private whispers. "... What?" he questioned.

[Apollymi]

"Who?!" Angelica's only response to being called by her given name by Charlemagne would remain the same. Sakura giggled once more, they together were quite the energetic pair. She enjoyed their playfulness as she would have observed from a pair of old friends. Whatever the case, Charlemagne had a whispered bit of conversation about the lass's personality which would go mostly unnoticed by both girls, though Sakura did at least process it. Whatever surely it could come up later, or be added to that ever growing list of things to ask of the other girls in their group.

Moving on, it would appear that Angelica might eventually enjoy the grandest of adventures. "I mean I'll go but why a tomb?" she asked seeming not to understand the purpose of graverobbing as a source of adventure. "I mean it would be a fairly easy way to get mystic codes and magical objects," Sakura said in a rather dry way which in turn made Angelica giggle, if only because she realized how absolutely serious the other girl was. Sakura smiled seeing the other girl look so amused but still there was a certain lack of understanding in her eyes. "I don't know why that was funny," she explained. "I know... that's part of why it's funny~" Angelica stated, only to give one more casual glance towards Charlemagne. Ah, he was questioning things now... time to let the proverbial cat out of the bag. And Angelica would do it, without holding back at all. "I'm going to show you how to get all the stuff out at once, you just have to deal with everything else afterwards," she said softly as Sakura nodded her understanding. She was about to see Angelica in action. "We were discussing making our babies proper siblings, and how difficult it's been for Sakura trying to figure out how to explain us to you~" she said gesturing between herself and Sakura. "That isn't the phrasing I would have gone with..." Sakura murmured, only to have Angelica squeeze her in that hug a little bit more. "Yeah, but the humans aren't into details. He just needs to know that we like each other, not just through him. The idea of that that seems to be missing from his thoughts, given what we talked about yesterday," Angelica summarized. This would only serve to make Sakura's brows furrow. Was it truly so simple? "That didn't seem like it wasn't obvious," Sakura managed, she was really beginning to think humans might be a bit stupid. "We also still like you. Get over here," demanded Angelica as both girls opened up part of their embrace to include the lad. Yes, it was best if they greeted as such. Sakura was learning so much from an interaction like this.

[Bloodedge]

"No idea. Some bratty princess who let herself be adopted by an old idiot who steals faces," was Charlemagne's response. So long as her response remained the same, his would remain the same as well. Such a discussion had become something of a staple between the two over their long relationship. The same could be said of Angelica questioning something he hadn't even given much consideration to beyond the initial excitement. This time, however, Sakura had something to add about the Tomb of Nazarick. Her thoughts on the matter were stereotypically Sakura, but Charlemagne had clarification to offer both girls. "It's not really a tomb; it's just called that because of all the undead enemies. It's said to be an unclearable labyrinth-style Dungeon created by the last Lich King. It sounds awesome," he explained.

More words were shared between the two, though the privacy of it all disappeared over time. By the time it did, he was learning something new. Among the things they discussed was... their children becoming proper siblings. It didn't take a genius to realize Angelica had just casually admitted to her own pregnancy, which surely shouldn't have been possible at the time unless she made the conscious decision. Charlemagne sighed. His hand moved from the back of his head to instead pinch the bridge of his nose. "Two things. Two. First, that is definitely not the way people announce pregnancies. Second, why does a normal conversation never cross you people's minds?" he inquired. Talking in a direct way that didn't involve magical methods no one knew about seemed to be a foreign concept for these goddesses, much to Charlemagne's dismay. By the time he was done rubbing his nose, Charlemagne threw both hands lightly in the air. "Literally, just 'hey, this is a thing!' That's all it needs to be!" he added. Oh well. Maybe gods and humans could eventually have such discussions with one another, though that obviously wasn't happening just yet. Instead, Angelica was demanding that he enter the embrace she shared with Sakura ─ probably while they continued to overcomplicate things. As he moved forward, Charlemagne had but one additional thing to say. "Fine, but this is the last time I'm going somewhere you say go. Got it? Not one family reunion, Angie! Not even one!"

[Apollymi]

There was more catty conversation between Angelica and Charlemagne, which Sakura observed with... "Really? No idea who that could be... but I swear some guy who worked for that guy definitely shouldn't be talking. Pretty sure, hypocrisy fertilizes beards~" Angelica was fully capable of carrying on her more friendly banter with Charlemagne and carrying on just the same, "Most of that is sarcasm," Sakura murmured giving a firm nod. One day all of these moments would stick and eventually she'd be capable of joining in on this specific sort of fun. Moving on from that point, there was clarification offered about the Tomb of Nazarick, which was only called a Tomb because it's main mobs were undead creatures and it was created by the last Lich King. "Sou ka, that makes more sense..." Sakura said hearing the information. "I mean the last Lich King made a dungeon? Might have something interesting in it... I understand the appeal..." Angelica mentioned while tossing hair over her shoulder. "Actually there is a pretty big labyrinth under Munetsuchi, if you guys ever want to go there... the middle has some pretty strong monsters but it bridges two continents apparently," Sakura added.. She'd not been int hat one, but it could be potentially fun if these two were interested.

Whatever the case, all news had been dropped and Sakura got to observe the reaction. Her eyes were drawn to Charlemagne as he processed everything said and much to her own surprise, he did seem to process it well enough. Actually, Angelica had been right on the mark about simply blurting out the information necessary and allowing it to fester as it would. "Sou ka..." Sakura murmured, she'd be committing this technique to memory. Still Charlemagne had two points, this was an odd pregnancy announcement, and why couldn't they have a normal conversation. He claimed a simple announcement would be all that was necessary to cover the same things, but this didn't seem to be the case. Sakura did have something to say about what was or wasn't normal... "None of this seemed like it would be normal to you, so bringing it up like it was normal didn't seem at all logical," she said at least having a reasonable concern. As for Angelica she was a bit too brash to think too much about the rest. "I mean announcing a pregnancy seems dumb, getting pregnant from having sex is just how babies are made," she said as if it was dumb to have to announce it. Sakura's eyes shifted slightly as she came to a certain realization about some obvious holes in the education of Angelica. "I think I have a lot of things to tell you that you might not know..." Sakura managed, her eyes widened. She didn't think she'd meet someone who could be more ill-informed than a human, her mother would have had a heart-attack. Still there was an embrace being joined by Charlemagne and both girls moving towards him to peck his lips and each others at once in a little triangle. "I don't think you get much of an option here Chuck. There is at least one more wedding a few a other events your attendance will be mandatory for," Angelica said with a curt nod. "So if he's not taking directions from me, I guess he'll take them from you," she said offering a wink to Sakura, who only nodded.

[Bloodedge]

"... Don't even dare," Charlemagne said with a marked increase in the seriousness of his tone. Beards were not a thing to joke about. Beards were terrible, terrible things plaguing the faces of otherwise cool men, and he'd have no part in even the imagining of one. "One more thing about a beard, and I'm going to dye your favorite dress neon green and hot pink," he added. Regardless, it seemed there was an interest in the Tomb of Nazarick... though there was also mention of another labyrinth right under Sakura's homeland. "Huh, really? That sounds huge! Screw Nazarick; I wanna go to that one!" he said, deciding that particular adventure would be much better for a first trip.

Speaking of things that would be much better, Sakura and Angelica could both use a bit of grounding in Charlemagne's opinion. Sakura still couldn't fathom how an ordinary conversation could function, and Angelica was once again showing how very sheltered she was. He'd deal with those topics in order, starting with Sakura. "It's not that complicated. Nothing you people say or do is normal to me, but that doesn't mean it's not up for discussion. Just skip the lecture part unless it's necessary, and we're golden," he explained briefly. As for Angelica... "Uhh no. Well... yes, that's technically right, but also not at all how that works! I know she's pregnant," he said while gesturing toward Sakura. "I found that out the same time I found out I became a god... which makes sense. You, on the other hand, slept with Chuck the human. If it was normal for you to have an entire kid from that, there wouldn't have been offerings to gods and goddesses in their temples for all those years. There would be so many demigods," he ranted. With that, he was brought to silence by the strangest kiss he'd never imagined. Two pairs of lips were against his own at once. It was brief, but strange... and obviously a sign that his mind was on a singular path from that moment onward. Ah, but there was still something about mandatory event attendance. "I didn't say anything about a wedding. I said I'm not doing a family reunion. No way am I going to walk around explaining that I have triplets by three women ─ especially not the third one," he reiterated. In all of that, Charlemagne seemed a bit late to Angelica's final clause about taking directions from Sakura. "Wait I'm what now?"

[Apollymi]

"He really has very strong feelings about beards," Sakura noted. She didn't know what dying a dress pink and green would do to it, but she felt the threat of it as vividly as if it'd been placed upon her instead of Angelica. A wide grin was on Angelica's face as she knew the type of reaction to expect from Charlemagne as soon as beards were mentioned, that didn't make it any less good a point to make, "My favorite? That's low Chuck," she said as if displeased. Of course, a playful eye roll would be happening soon after and Sakura became certain that all of this was mostly in good fun. Strange, she hadn't expected this, but she was happy to be here to witness it. As their conversation progressed it seemed the mention of the labyrinth beneath Munetsuchi was enough to have Charlemagne tossing aside the idea of Nazarick for the uncharted territory of a different sort. "Hai, it's a large one. I haven't been through it either, but adventurers talk about it from time to time," she said knowing that they wished to go, it would be easy for them to take an expedition if they wished. Perhaps it would suffice as a reasonable honeymoon once everything else was over?

Still there was apparently some common sense logic that Charlemagne had to share with both the women intimately involved in his life. Apparently, nothing said by the goddesses made sense to the lad, but that didn't mean they couldn't talk about it, he just didn't want the whole of the information associated with the points every time things were spoken on. A few seconds of the wheels turning behind Sakura's eyes and she eventually nodded. "I can work with that, I think... arigatou gouzaimasu," she said seeming to have gained enough understanding to know now how to share information with Charlemagne in a way that wouldn't overwhelm him. Still there was the matter of Angelica's understanding of reproduction which had ended in her getting pregnant with a human Charles's baby when her type of being wasn't one that should have been capable of it. He claimed that the number of demigods in the world would be far higher if it was the case that divinities could make babies easily with lesser entities. "Well, in my own defense... the idea of lesser entity having sex with me wasn't part of my understanding of the whole process," she said. "And I didn't even know about other goddesses or anything like that and I definitely didn't have time to think about what that would mean for me, I was just doing what felt right," she said huffily. It would be Sakura's turn to look at the lass and smile. "Hai hai, I can give you the rest of that information if you like, so we have the same understanding... it will also help you with your baby," Sakura murmured happily. Still, three sets of lips met and a bit of happiness was shared between the two lasses. It wasn't that they thought this to be normal, it simply felt right for both of them, so... neither had a problem with it. Charlemagne's remaining problem seemed to be with the third mother of his third child and claiming three kids at the same time from three separate mothers. "I don't think it would matter that much but I also only understand this family reunion as a set of words and not an actual activity," Sakura said seeming a bit out of it, but if Charlemagne didn't want to attend to non-essential functions she wouldn't push it. She would push other things though and it seemed that Angelica understood it. "Taking directions from Sakura... if you aren't taking them from me, that's the option~" Angelica said in her sweetest sounding voice. "Regardless, I'm really happy to see both of you," she managed giving both of them a squeeze.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne did have strong opinions about beards. They were too much of a hassle to maintain any semblance of coolness, and he couldn't tolerate them as an idea at all. That didn't matter, though; he couldn't even grow one with this Avatar. At least... he didn't think he could, but he had to inspect this new existence to be sure. Before that, he would be considering the benefits of this previously unknown labyrinth under Munetsuchi. Visiting that place would be a great vacation after all the current hullabaloo. "We should all check that one out. I promised each of you an adventure, so why not take it together in a place none of us have ever been? That's the true spirit of adventure!" he assured.

Once again, Sakura came up with a very satisfying response. She could work with the manner of addressing things he requested, much to Charlemagne's satisfaction. The lad heaved a sigh of relief, knowing by now that she was the type to commit to such things. Now then, what of Angelica's understanding? She was basically working with what she had, which wasn't much ─ albeit by no fault of her own. Actually, Charlemagne thought the way she reached her conclusion was endearing, and even a bit flattering. She simply felt it was right to bear his child. That was a ringing endorsement for their relationship if he'd ever heard one. "You know, as much as I want to roast the absolute hell out of you for that... I won't. I'm glad you made the choice," he said with certainty. Charlemagne wasn't sure where things would go from there, but according to Angelica, it somehow involved him having... not much of a choice at all. Either he'd follow her directions, or he'd follow Sakura's? What sort of ultimatum was that? "That's not a choice," he said in avoidance, even knowing there was another side of Sakura that would all but ensure one true answer. Actually... each of them had such a side, though in different ways. All in all, he was pretty screwed if either of them decided to boss him around. Would he admit that? Absolutely not.

[Apollymi]

A decision was being made, for this trio to visit a labyrinth dungeon in the home country of Sakura. This would apparently function as a place which they could all visit as a grand adventure which would satisfy the promises made by Charlemagne and give them something new to do together. "Yeah, that sounds like fun," Angelica said happily. "Hai hai, I'll look forward to it," Sakura agreed knowing that no time could be bad for her with both of these people properly involved.

Moreover, it would seem that there was a really earnest reason behind Angelica choosing to become pregnant more so than anything else. It was somehow rather endearing that she went through with sexual activity while thinking she had no other choice but to bear a child with the lad. It also said a lot about how highly she thought of him that it didn't occur to her not to do so. "Well, it's not like I did it on purpose or anything," Angelica said seemingly pouty and all. "Ah... there is something really endearing about that..." Sakura mentioned, and suddenly that rather unsettling grin was on her face as she looked at Angelica. Angelica for her part in this seemed a bit surprised by such a look and blushed a bit while looking away. "Chuck, help..." Angelica said immediately as she was experiencing a set of feelings she currently wasn't sure how to handle. Beyond that there was something about no choice being involved and this would make Sakura agree. "Kaa-sama would agree, no choice is the way of marriage~" she said jovially. Of course, there were some nuances, as the wisdom goddess had five husbands but two was likely just as many as five to someone who didn't know they'd end up with so many.

[Bloodedge]

They all agreed. The Tomb of Nazarick would have to wait its turn, as there was another exciting adventure right in the group's backyard. Whenever they were all free of the ridiculous events surrounding them, Sakura would have to show them the labyrinth's entrance. Two years was a long time when waiting for something, but Charlemagne had technically been through longer waits.

Another thing he'd been through, was the tsundere attitude of Angelica. Once she exemplified it, even Sakura immediately understood how appealing such moments were coming from the blonde. Ah... and that grin returned to her face. Charlemagne was intimately aware of that expression, so what would he do when called upon for help? Well... he'd grin as if he knew nothing. "I'm not sure what you could possibly be asking for help with, Ang... but you're red as a tomato, y'know?" was his only response. No way was he getting her out of this; it was finally someone else's turn for once. With that said, his lack of options for dealing with the pair was given credence by mention of Sakura's mother. If that was how things were expected to work, then he'd be taking advantage in other avenues ─ like ensuring Angelica was thrown all the way under the nearest bus. "Besides, there's no choice, right? Take your medicine, princess~"

[Apollymi]

The unsettling grin of Sakura's would be going nowhere. One day, the trio would enter the labyrinth under Munetsuchi had likely have a good time conquering it. Until that time, they'd have to make do with conquering each other for various reasons. Here and now, Sakura wanted to take advantage of the blushing face of Angelica which Charlemagne also pointed out. "She is... it's really cute!~" Sakura squealed. "Wait, wait... it's not like that, I'm just...a little worked up, yeah!" Angelica was trying and failing at control and somehow this was doing nothing but pressing several buttons Sakura was already aware of and more than apt to follow. "You are pretty worked up, but I can help..." Sakura mentioned while her smile spread. She turned on Angelica pressing her lips into the other girl's and feeling her relax as she did so, she slipped her tongue into the other girl's mouth and wrestled her a bit with enough practice that even the normally brash Angelica was brought down to a more normal level. "I'm just going to make sure she knows how babies are made, and... get some things ready, and try some things I saw... don't mind me," Sakura mentioned, stating that she'd be taking her first turn with their wife and why.

If they were taking her instruction a bit of mixing between these two would be happening first. Of course, to facilitate this sort of action, soon enough black tendrils began moving to unsnap and remove armor pieces from the girl's form. Real or unreal, a lack of clothing at some junctions would be necessary and at the very least the armor could go. There was plenty of room for Charlemagne to join directly if he wished, but... Sakura wouldn't be stopping her progress, "Chuck I'm going to remember this forever," Angelica murmured without the usual fire. Perhaps that would come back after a few moments. Sakura would make sure to press all the buttons and figure it out.

[Bloodedge]

"Right? That's what I was saying earlier!" Charlemagne agreed. One could always appreciate a good tsundere after seeing past the pricklier part of their personality. Angelica somehow managed the tsun-tsun half of the trope without being too much of a bother before the other half appeared, which made a wonderful blend to observe. When she claimed to simply be a little worked-up, he had something to say immediately... but ah, Sakura beat him to it. That wasn't the only thing she beat him to. The twisted side of Sakura wasn't one to waste time. She'd refrained from taking liberties with Charlemagne before, but with Angelica, she was immediately latching onto the other girl's mouth and invading it with tongue. Don't mind me, she said.

Charlemagne took a small step back as dark tendrils began stripping Angelica of her armor segments. It didn't seem he was needed for whatever Sakura intended to do, but... it didn't matter, as he already couldn't peel his eyes away. 'Oh. This is why those people get into that sort of thing. Wow,' he thought absently. Angelica claimed she was going to remember this forever, probably in regards to the lack of help. Charlemagne's dick agreed with her; this was something to burn into one's memory for many lifetimes. "Uhh yeah. Me too, Ang. Me too," he mumbled, never blinking once.

[Apollymi]

Sakura was a person who learned through observation and then implemented things she found important into her own actions. She was being a bit more forceful than normal, but it was also more obvious to her that Angelica was accepting of her advances. In truth, in removing Agnelica's armor she was left with open skin to caress and bits of clothing for her fingers to slip around. Just the same she kissed the blonde lass and used the time she did to pass information along to her. Angelica had in her mind all information related to creation and how it occurred for people of their tier of being. Sakura also took the time to pass along information related to the tweaking of creations already within the womb in the way of creators as she doubted Angelica had the ability to use the destructive methods. Just the same Angelica found herself moaning her mind burning and only a single moment of eye contact with Charlemagne let her know something important.

As much as she was enjoying herself currently, Charlemagne was enjoying watching. She'd not been very certain on how a girl and a girl could exchange mana properly between them, but she decided to leave Sakura to that explanation as well. After the shock wore off Angelica wrapped her arms around Sakura and found the lass's dress opening up under her finger tips. The information in her head, seemed to state that skin to skin contact and mana transfers between girls was possible through oral means and rubbing if they liked. What was more, they'd not really gotten to know each other as well as they would have liked in their first meeting so... they could exchange more mana and get better attuned with each other through combined sexual satisfaction. The tongue of Angelica was reacting within the mouth Sakura which made the normally unexpressive girl smile. As she pulled away. "Oh? You catch on quick... and Char-kun is watching and that is quite nice," Sakura murmured. This was something she could obviously get used to, and she'd make sure that Charlemagne could see everything, as she unbuttoned the other girl's shorts and allowed them to fall down her hips. She was going to explore her body fully and Charlemagne could watch or contribute as he saw fit. "She's um...You're... ah... really good at this... is she always so good at this?" was Angelica's question to Charlemagne. He was the one with more experience in Sakura so he should have an answer for her.

[Bloodedge]

If Charlemagne hadn't been told otherwise a few minutes before, he'd assume Sakura and Angelica were making a cuckold of him. Actually... even if they were doing something like that, would he squander the opportunity to watch? Absolutely not; he had to have something to get him through the ensuing depression after all. As that wasn't the case, though, he could freely observe without worry... or rather, without much worry. What would they be doing?

For starters, Sakura continued her magical effort of stripping the other goddess as their tongues danced with each other. Charlemagne had a prime view of it all. His only complaint was the lack of a venue or a point potential involvement that was obvious to him, but lo, the former was granted moments after the thought itself. Albertus Animusphere must not have been completely M.I.A. after all, as the blank space within the Nexus was replaced in a blink by the copy of Angelica's abode. As Sakura was the aggressor in this situation, she'd find herself imparted with the ability to determine their precise location within on a whim, granted while the landscape formed around the trio. In the meantime, Charlemagne hardly registered any changes at all. His eyes were glued, and his ears were open. What would the latter hear? A question from Angelica, who wondered if Sakura was always good at this. Charlemagne had only one answer to give ─ with no hesitation whatsoever. "Too good sometimes. Good luck," he responded. He'd say he didn't envy Angelica this moment, but that would certainly be a lie after knowing what the experience was like himself.

[Apollymi]

While Charlemagne watched what would eventually be his two wives engage, one of them, mainly the one currently undressing the other other, noticed that their venue was shifting. "Oh, Ojii-chan said he saved it... and now we get to use it. What an interesting space, I like it..." Sakura mentioned making Angelica blush just a little as the scenery had them move into Angelica very large bedroom with its western facing windows. The bed here was quite large enough for the three of them, interesting since the girl hadn't known she'd end up with two spouses and likely didn't understand what sex between three people could truly be like. Angelica peeked around and found herself oddly comfortable within the space of her own bedroom where she'd spent a great deal of the last thousand years, but it also felt like she'd been away from it forever at the same time. Just the same those shadows moving around her and Charlemagne gawking weren't doing anything but making her blush and squirm.

"This isn't the time for luck, Chuck!" snapped Angelica which only made Sakura smile as she revealed her prize. A now nude Angelica was before the white haired girl's eyes laying on her bed in the masses of her curls she looked amazing. "Oh? I understand now," Sakura mentioned almost absently. "Char-kun, are you just going to watch? I assume she hasn't had a turn since you evolved, it will be fun for her~" mentioned Sakura somewhat cryptically. "What? Did something change?" Angelica asked of either of them, oddly enough Sakura had already started tracing the other girl's naked body with her hands, those shadow tentacles of hers, doing the same, stimulating various parts of her body as she watched her reactions and took note of things the other girl liked and disliked. If they were to engage in sex, it should be fun for everyone and it was obvious that the fun part of it was obviously missing from Angelica's understanding. Well... maybe not the basics, but some of it, as the feeling in her loins was pulsing already and she knew that the space between her legs was already readying for the act of transfer, though... it was true she didn't understand the fun.

[Bloodedge]

Finally, Charlemagne came to realize the space around them shifted ─ if only because Angelica was suddenly being pulled by tentacles onto a bed he recognized. "Oh... we're here now," he mumbled. No matter; he was still more concerned with the event happening right in front of him. Whatever Sakura intended to do to the now-nude Angelica, he wanted to witness every single moment of it.

According to Angelica, this was no time for luck. She was wrong. "Sure it is. You're probably gonna need it─" he replied, knowing Sakura was a very... interesting individual in sexual endeavors. In fact, Charlemagne had the feeling that he hadn't even seen it all yet. Even in these beginning moments with Angelica, Sakura was seeming a bit darker and more forceful than she was before. Either that was some sort of evolution, or it was a matter of dealing with a different person; he didn't know which. Did he care? No ─ there were better things to care about. Ah, but he was being addressed again, this time by Sakura. "Huh?" he asked as if most of her speech went into one ear and escaped through the other. It seemed he was expected to join, since Angelica hadn't gotten a turn after his evolution. Angelica wondered if something changed, and frankly... Charlemagne couldn't even grasp the conversation happening at the moment. "What changed?" he asked. He wasn't quite there mentally after all he was seeing, but... Charlemagne didn't have to say much either. After watching everything Sakura had done to Angelica thus far, the physical change of Charlemagne was made clear through the bulge in his shorts. If Angelica happened to miss that point however, Charlemagne would have to catch up to the conversation before he could do any explaining.

[Apollymi]

The change in venue was finally noticed by Charlemagne who managed to comment upon it. Though it was quite obvious that the lad was at the very least distracted by what he was seeing. Sakura considered that this might be a form of overstimulation for the lad, but if his choice was both of them, he'd obviously have to get used to it. As the squirming of Angelica became more prominent various tentacles seemed keen to hold her legs in place and caress her arms and midsection. She was practically being put on display, being positioned in a slightly upright position so that she became just as visible to Charlemagne as she was to Sakura. "Yes, we're here now. And there is plenty of space," Sakura mentioned as if it was a light suggestion.

"Why? Why am I gonna need luck, what are you planning? What did you set me up for, Chuck?!" demanded Angelica and this just made Sakura giggle just a bit. "Oh? It seems like I won't be blamed, that's interesting~ But this is definitely my idea," mentioned Sakura as a hand closed in on the other girl's chest. Her bratty behavior would be brought to an abrupt end as Sakura began groping her directly. Of course, just the same, Sakura could easily keep track of Charlemagne and even answer him, after her tongue playfully flickered over the other girl's nipple. "You've changed Char-kun, as completely as one can..." she murmured. "But I was talking about something specific, look... you can see it already~" Sakura teased, Angelica just a bit as the other girl moaned a little. She couldn't help but look over at Charlemagne her eyes traveling the whole of his form as she tried and failed to ignore the actions of Sakura and her many tentacles. If she'd been anyone else she might have been worried about liking this sort of thing, but it didn't seem like she'd have to discuss it, so she wouldn't worry about it. "I mean his mana is elevated and he does look quite a bit more firm... and some of his scars are gone and...." her eyes trailed over his bulge. "Oh? You were talking about that weren't you... but wait... Chuck what's that?!" she asked pointing with only her fingers as her arms were being pinned by tentacles. Pointing at what, one might wonder? Well...his crotch. They'd had sex, she knew the size of his tool and found it comfortable, that bulge looked even bigger than his full sized erection had been, and she'd had a very good look at it, given she'd accidentally been eye level with it.

[Bloodedge]

As Charlemagne stood there dumbfounded, Sakura kept accosting the blonde goddess... who was once again throwing blame his way for something. Charlemagne was immediately onboard with that particular topic, even pointing to Sakura after she claimed all credit. "What she said. I just brought her here; you two started this," he assured. Even so, his mind didn't waver much from its original train of thought. Lesbianism was an incredible thing to watch; one could enjoy watching both sides while having firm sexuality. "Yeah so... I know you sort of just told me to join in... but this is awesome," he said in defense of his own motionlessness.

As for the alleged changes, apparently they were about him. That made sense; he did evolve spiritually. Sakura claimed to be speaking of something visual... oh! Right, he'd been given a new dick in the Nexus! Angelica seemed to catch on before he managed an explanation, much to Charlemagne's embarrassment. He went right back to scratching his head while fishing for a proper answer. "Well... I'm pretty sure we all know what it is. Some stuff happened, and that made some other stuff happen. And yeah, the scars went away too," he explained, offering no specifics about the exact topic at hand. He did step a bit closer to the bed, though, if only to get a better view at the goings-on and... apparently Angelica being on the receiving end of a tentacle hentai. "So... tentacles, huh?"

[Apollymi]

There was a certain amount of absolute visual concentration that Charlemagne had during the entirety of this ordeal so far. It seemed like he was pleased by watching this exchange and so Sakura continued it the way it was. Even as Angelica managed to try and argue her point, which was a bit cute to Sakura considering the lass was still moaning and squealing as much as her tentacles would allow. "Well, I was just happy to see her! It's not like I was trying to start anything..." there it was again. Sakura found herself enjoying these moments of bratty behavior from the other lass, and it was giving her tingles just thinking about it. She rubbed herself against the other girl's skin as her tentacles moved around in skin trailing down her belly and feeling her muscles twitch in response to the movements. "You didn't have to try to start something..." Sakura corrected the other girl, while giving Charlemagne a full view of her fingers beginning to slide along the girl's slick and exposed sex. "I was happy to see you too!~" Sakura mentioned seemingly very expressive in the moment.

There was speech from Charlemagne at the end which seemed to denote that he definitely liked what he was seeing, so much that he seemed almost paralyzed. "Oh, well... it is quite nice, I understand..." Sakura mentioned. Her sexuality didn't have the finer tuned limits or morality associated with them, she liked the softness, texture and even the feeling of the other girl's mana, it was all she needed to enjoy herself. At the same time, Charlemagne's developments were being explained in a very general way. "That's so vague, but yeah, I know some stuff happened, but that seems like a lot of stuff!" claimed Angelica. To provide her visuals, one of those tentacles seemed to grow to the size of Charlemagne's former manhood while beginning to rub away at the other girl's folds, replacing Sakura's fingers as the other lass began licking them clean. "It is quite a lot, but it's great. Oh... it's like crème," she murmured seemingly pleased. Almond tofu could be great for her truly. As for the tentacles which continued their squirming molestation it was rather easy for Sakura to explain. "They are mana based and an extension of my will... they are easy for me to use and manipulate," she said of the tentacles. All the while Angelica was feeling quite a bit of a lot of things. Surely her face wasn't blushed and her loins weren't twitching from the attention of fingers and tentacles. Surely watching Sakura suck and lick her essence from her fingers wasn't just arousing. Perhaps there was a lot more to sex than she fully realized. She'd learned of the emotional connection through dealing with Charlemagne, but Sakura was showing her something else entirely., something Angelica didn't yet have a word for.

[Bloodedge]

Both girls expressed their happiness for seeing one another again, albeit in different ways. Angelica did so as a defense against Charlemagne's statement, and Sakura did so... seemingly to further titillate Angelica while deft fingers were applied to the blonde's gleaming folds. "Wow, get a room," Charlemagne said almost instinctively... though perhaps that wasn't the best fit for the current situation. After all, they had obviously already gotten a room. He was also part of said room, but Charlemagne had yet to figure out where he was on the line between minor envy, arousal, and confusion.

Whatever he was feeling, Charlemagne watched that tendril rub over Angelica's womanhood with great interest. His reply to Angelica was a rather casual one. "Yeah, it's... definitely a lot of stuff," he said, taking context clues from Sakura to determine that she'd grown that tentacle to mimic his member. "More stuff than I thought, actually... damn," he added. Something was calling to him. He had a strong urge to replace that tentacle and have another experience with Angelica, but there was an equally strong urge to claim Sakura while she accosted the other girl. Decisions, decisions. "Ugh ─ this is gonna be difficult." With that said, it seemed Charlemagne knew one thing for certain; he was going to do something. With that in mind, he decided to pull off his shorts... though the Nexus did away with them as soon as he had the thought, leaving his full, substantial erection pointed forward like an arrow ─ or more accurately, a homing beacon latched onto two sources in this case.

[Apollymi]

"We're in a room," Sakura said in a manner that was almost deadpan. It would be Angelica who chuckled after that only to realize how very serious Sakura was about saying that, "That was sarcasm," Angelica cleared up for the other girl. "Oh? There are a lot more nuances to that than I thought..." she mentioned. Just the same she continued her molestation of Angelica happily. That tentacle rubbing against the outside of Angelica's opening would soon enough be nudging away at the inside. Crossing the barrier of her opening and seeming to wedge itself in rather slowly.

In response, Angelica exhaled quickly. Her ability to squirm was limited by the other tentacles and she was feeling a great deal more than she'd felt the first time. Her eyes traveled to Charlemagne as he casually discussed the situation she was in. He became nude seemingly by magical means and she caught a glimpse of his actual manhood now, she now understood the extra feeling of pressure she was experiencing from Sakura's machinations. "Whose dick is that?!" she exclaimed. "Oh? Interesting, lives among the regular humans have to be very boring if this is so surprising," Sakura mentioned. "Still, it's quite great. It can go so much further~" she teased the other girl who obviously didn't know about the truth of this particular kind of sexual encounter. "Char-kun, I was just going to help out a bit, but you should definitely reintroduce yourself at some point~" Sakura mentioned in her usual way. Right now, that tentacle of hers was still wiggling its way into Angelica's depths and having no easy time of it. She wondered if the other girl even knew how her own body worked given the struggle he was currently experiencing. She continued to kiss and nip at the girl's neck allowing Charlemagne the full visuals of the girl's body, while that tentacle wiggled deeper and deeper. Angelica would be found moaning in response to this, she didn't know they could come so large. But if Sakura said it was enjoyable perhaps she simply had to experience it for herself.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah..." Charlemagne replied blandly, thinking Sakura had yet to catch up to sarcasm. Luckily, Angelica chimed in to point out the missing information. "What she said," he added. Sakura had been making a very conscious effort to identify sarcasm, but perhaps it would be a while yet before she fully got there. Oh well; she was a studious sort, so perhaps she'd enjoy the mental journey.

Speaking of enjoying journeys, Charlemagne's gradual approach only became more interesting as the moments passed. That tentacle made to mimic his tool was being slid between the blonde's folds, giving him quite the view of how things worked from an outside perspective. All that attempted squirming ─ was it something he would have always found appeal in? Perhaps, or perhaps not. As for Angelica's question after the disappearance of his shorts, Charlemagne shrugged. "I said the same thing! Not what I expected from you, though," he said while absently reaching out to take that tentacle into his own hand, halting its advancement without much thought. Upon grasping it, he wondered about Sakura's earlier explanation of these mana constructs. Could she feel them as if they were physical? Whatever the case, Charlemagne supposed he'd find out one way or another... though that wasn't why he grabbed it. Sakura said something about reintroducing himself, and... well, here he was. "Yeah, yeah, I know. I've just been... trying to figure out what I'm doing. Still not quite there," he said. True enough, even as he hovered over Angelica and tugged the tentacle that was within her, he felt equally drawn to Sakura. If only there were two of him, choices would be fully trivialized. . .

[Apollymi]

Sarcasm was far too broad a topic for Sakura to fully understand it. It apparently came as blatant truths and blatant lies, so complex this socially normative thing... she had to observe it more, and learn how to spot it for herself. Still, she was happy that Angelica managed to help her with it. "Sou ka, I'm going to get it," she said seemingly having already determined her life goal of attaining a certain understanding. Whatever the case, she fully committed to the rest of her activities as well. She was busy moving those tentacles about right up until the point that they were properly joined by Charlemagne.

Beyond this a small moment of humor as Angelica had the same reaction to Charlemagne's new tool that the lad himself had. It would appear that both of them were familiar with that sort of thing but neither were prepared for the more abundant size. A chuckle escaped Angelica, "Well, it was the only reaction to make, I can't call that a penis, it seems insulting," she concluded. Sakura didn't understand the hang up on semantics, but she could agree that it was a hefty improvement and deserving of extra praise. "It really must be quite strange, this is normal from what I've seen..." Sakura murmured. Even so she was content, and that tentacle that Charlemagne was pulling from Angelica's loins seemed to be just shy of reaching her womb, the blonde lass seemed to whimper just a bit as that sudden emptiness settled into her. A wide grin spread over the face of Sakura in that moment, and she'd already found herself near one of the other lass's breasts lapping and sucking fluids directly from the tap. "You should get there, it seems like I've been missing something..." claimed Angelica. This was mostly due to the new empty feeling within her loins as she'd already been quite stimulated. She was still a bit bratty but Sakura found herself enjoying that part of the girl's personality as well as the creme flavored liquid that was filling her mouth.

[Bloodedge]

"Good luck," Charlemagne said earnestly in wake of Sakura's determination. He didn't know why she was so hellbent on comprehending sarcasm specifically, but he couldn't be upset about it either. Sometimes, people wanted to do strange things that others couldn't see the reason for ─ it was a very humanizing aspect for a goddess.

Another very 'human' thing was Angelica's inability to call his manhood a 'penis'. Charlemagne understood the reference he was making, as many young men would... but where did it come from? His first mental query was wondering where Angelica even picked up the word penis; that was such a medical term. He always figured the divines had some strange word for it, but then... Angelica was brought up in a slightly more human fashion. "So I get what you mean, but where the hell did you pick up that mentality?" he wondered aloud. Slowly did he extract that tentacle from Angelica. He figured the ones binding her limbs could stay, considering her propensity for acting with seemingly no thought ─ and of course the fact that Charlemagne found the visual strangely appealing. Moving on though, Angelica urged him to 'get there' as he suggested moments before. The way she went about it was so very Angelica, he could almost laugh. Instead, Charlemagne rested one hand on his hip and cast a mockingly judgmental gaze at the blonde. "You know Ang, for someone so brash all the time, you're really bad at asking for what you want," he declared. In the meantime, he let that seemingly prehensile tentacle rub against her undercarriage, only preventing its furthered insertion.

[Apollymi]

Luck, was apparently something Sakura would be needing for her future endeavors in figuring out sarcasm. She could only agree with this notion as it was one of the more complex social norms she'd come across. She understood friendship, she understood human interaction she even understood childhood games. But this conversational 'sarcasm' which was both used as jokes and in serious situations, which could be mean or simply a laugh, which had the ability to point out something trivial and something stupid, which encompassed so many human emotions... she didn't get. And thus she wished to understand it, and maybe someday she would...

Whenever that happened she might get a better understanding of language in general, one which someone like Angelica seemed to have. As she squirmed under the attention she was being granted, it would seem that Charlemagne wanted to question her understanding of words and mentality. "Well, I do know things... I was taught things, but I was also given more casual advice, Jeanne said for some things it would be easier discussed and explained by one's own age group, so I paid pretty close attention to that..." she murmured. Well, Angelica was trying to hide in plain sight sometimes on their trips, she was bound to hear a few things which made more sense in certain contexts. This was one which she immediately understood when confronted with the situation. As for her brashness and her lack of asking for things in this specific context, Angelica's face would only become more reddened. "Well, I mean, it's not like a regular thing..." she began explaining seemingly embarrassed, she'd make up for her lack of forcefulness in her typically bratty behavior. "I shouldn't have to tell you, that you should be inside me yourself if you're going to take away something else," she said, as if it was possible for her to keep anything resembling dignity. A gentle smile came from Sakura... "You both don't say sexual things in a very direct manner, its interesting that you tease each other about it," she observed which only made Angelica go redder in the face. "Well, it's complicated!" she declared as that tentacle kept rubbing at her though no progress was made, the least Charlemagne could do was put himself where the tentacle had been she was on the verge of something great.

[Bloodedge]

"Right. Jeanne. Of course it was Jeanne," Charlemagne said, sighing. Angelica did have a habit of pulling random, human phrases and thoughts out of her back pocket. Frankly, he may have even been partly to blame for that after all those trips to human-populated areas of Aincrad. He also supposed that, given the situation, this topic was much easier to grasp than many other things. Moving on, Angelica's face grew redder still after having her 'shortcomings' addressed. Irregular, was it? Well... she wasn't wrong about that, technically. "Yeah, but I don't just mean that in a sexual way. There's also, say... that time you wanted that bracelet and didn't know how to ask for it~" he mentioned, recalling one of the most obvious moments of such behavior from the lass.

Angelica did come around in a matter of moments, but Sakura had something to add as well. According to her, both Angelica and Charlemagne lacked directness when broaching sexual topics. Charlemagne had been positioning himself between Angelica's bounded legs, still shifting that tentacle about in the interim... and then, he stopped upon having a realization. "Eh? Can you really talk though? You haven't exactly been very blunt yourself, you know? You've sort of just been... using weird, roundabout phrases that are almost clear. Actually, you've kind of just been all 'whatever you want to do' about things until... well, until Angie," he mused. True enough, Sakura seemed to just be going with the flow for the whole of their journey. It had been a sticking point for Charlemagne multiple times to urge the goddess into more self-serving behavior. In fact, this visit to the Nexus was the first time that sort of attitude presented itself.

[Apollymi]

Jeanne d'Arc was big sister to one like Angelica. She knew that lass and took her opinions to heart, so it was easy for her to learn from that one who gave information quite freely. No matter, it seemed Charlemagne understood how she came to her current level of human understanding. He also had a lot to do with it, though she spent many a day trapped within her tower, she did occasionally see Charlemagne and visit the world below her pretty frequently, she wasn't completely out of the loop. "That was really different, I didn't understand the conventions!" snapped Angelica, one didn't just ask for gifts, and she didn't have any money and didn't understand how she would get that particular bracelet. Eventually, people like Bradamante helped her better understand those kinds of conventions. Sakura observed the lass, and the apparent non-sexual situation in which she wasn't sure how to ask for things. Given her less than stellar relationship with her supposed parent that made a bit of sense. "I understand why that was the case, it's okay," Sakura mentioned pecking the girl's cheek. Angelica could have asked her for anything and gotten it without question, and that was simply her nature.

Meanwhile, there was the matter of both of these individuals not speaking up for themselves in a sexual manner. But it wouldn't be Angelica who claimed that Sakura didn't do the same, it would be Charlemagne. The lad whom Sakura had her first sexual experiences with seemed to have taken some very interesting things from their interactions. But just the same, Sakura was an active learner, she'd been graciously letting the boundaries of these situations be decided by the person with the most of them present. Ah, but his words implied that he didn't understand that particular gift. Something clicked in the mind of Sakura, she somehow both appreciated what he was saying but her brain wasn't translating it as simple words. No, she didn't hear that he was saying she didn't often express herself, she heard, was that he didn't understand that she was flexible enough to go with the less harsh forms of conversation she'd known because he didn't seem so harsh himself. Well... a smile crossed Sakura's face, that same unnerving bit of intensity seemed to vibrate off the girl. "Chuck..." there was a soft utterance from Angelica, she knew they were in trouble she just couldn't be sure how much.

"Kazzun," Sakura changed his nickname to one she preferred, she did like his Gaia given name better after all. "I don't think you understand, I was letting you figure out boundaries, I don't have... Life is so much easier when you just stick your dick in my mouth while I'm unconscious but since you don't normally act like you know what you want..." she paused, putting herself into position. The inmon of her womb coming into place as she pressed herself against the flesh of Angelica and those shadows moved to align the lad like vectors putting him in place to begin proper copulation. "I'll fuck you to sleep right here, and let An-chan fuck you back awake after~" she said. Oh... well, he'd done this to them. She had no problem acting and doing as she wished, but again, he was the one with limitations, boundaries and a lack of firm understanding of what kind of sex he was signing up for. He'd understand it...as she pushed back against an erection lined up by shadowed vectors and that held him firmly in place by the hips and kept him from moving away. His indecision meant Angelica was going second, but Angelica was still just shocked. "Chuck you did what?!"

[Bloodedge]

Angelica did seem to become a great deal more demanding some time after the event he'd mentioned. He recalled another piece, some hair ornament, being seen on another outing... and Angelica essentially saying something to the effect of 'buy me that!' at the time. He always preferred seeing that side, taking solace in that behavior's pure honesty and, in a strange way, its innocence.

It was that same sort of innocence he'd been trying to draw out of Sakura, even though she had her own. One couldn't approach their leisure in such a selfless way; life and relaxation were too precious for that. Of course, Charlemagne was guilty in a way, but that was a matter of ensuring others were well-off before himself. Ah, but what would he get out of the most recent claim about Sakura's selfless approach? There was... an aura. Pure as the Nexus was, there was a certain darkness being exuded from Sakura as that trademark grin of hers became more twisted than ever. Angelica called the lad's name as if preparing a warning, and then, Sakura spoke a very different version of his identity. When was the last time he'd been addressed as his original self? Well over a thousand years, not counting Albertus Animusphere mentioning it. Ah, but that wasn't all Sakura had to say. She spoke of letting him find boundaries that she herself was without. That was wholly unnecessary. Charlemagne could have easily told her that such boundaries were hers to establish, even in lacking them. He would have told her how humans acknowledged most things as lines to never be crossed without first being addressed and agreed upon. He... would not have the chance to do any of that. Why? Well, Sakura was still talking, firstly. There was an immediate, very vulgar mention of the somnophilic act once shared between them, with Sakura claiming it made life easier. Noted ─ albeit shockingly so.

Once again, there was no time or freedom to respond. The first culprit was Sakura's movements, which placed her atop Angelica and left Charlemagne with a prime view of her rounded backside. In the same breath, he was snatched by the hips due to those mobile shadows Sakura possessed. They dragged him into place, aligning him in such a way as to enter Sakura instead of Angelica. Apparently, he was going to be put to sleep... and then woken up by Angelica later? Charlemagne indeed lacked an understanding of what he was signing up for. Now that he was being forced into a better understanding, however... this was going to be a very exciting adventure indeed. "... Yes ma'am!" he blurted, his eyes wide and his voice shaky. His hands naturally fell into place upon Sakura's rear as she forced herself onto him. Charlemagne could do naught but grunt from the sudden act of insertion, but Angelica... decided now was the time to question an earlier statement. Ah, that was probably about the somnophilia, wasn't it? "Uh ─ A thing happened! It was a compulsion!"

[Apollymi]

Angelica had been humanized by her various interactions. Charlemagne found innocence in the honesty of her demanding nature. It'd been his intention to bring out something similar in Sakura, oddly enough what he'd be getting from Sakura was something very different. Angelica got to witness something very strange, and it was the intensity of Sakura' aura as well as the heightened sensations being provided by the various bindings already present on her person. Such things were also being used on Charlemagne who was being put into place and braced.

In the meantime, Angelica also got to witness Sakura hovering over her. The spread of the inmon on her womb as well as an eerie light on her face. She was certain she could see something else over the surface of her skin, it looked as if she was developing a rash and it looked a bit angry but light all over her pale skin. She was stunning, even more so to Angelica than she initially realized. Whatever Charlemagne had said, they were in danger, Angelica was sure she'd not heard anything so vulgar since their visit to Olivier's personal prison. Charlemagne had unleashed something truly dark from Sakura and it was alluring. So alluring in fact that Charlemagne agreed to be put to sleep and was further forced to enter the other lass. Angelica watched as Sakura pushed herself back on Charlemagne, forcing him into the tightness of her canal pushing in a steady and backward flex towards her womb. Just the same Charlemagne after grunting managed to explain that previous somnophilia based situation. "A compulsion?" Angelica questioned. It would be Sakura who answered, with an intense arch in her back and Charlemagne's hands on her rear she began moving her hips with no lack of force. "Hai, he felt compelled. It's a part of my base appeal as an existence, but I don't think he really understands why... but you do... don't you?~" she asked of Angelica. Angelica had been listening but rather suddenly the other girl's breasts were swaying in front of her face. She'd begun licking her lips while looking at the stiff peaks of her nipples, imagining her tongue traveling over her flesh. "How about I let you up for now... so you can figure out what you like too... An-chan?~" Sakura flirted those tentacles releasing Angelica's arms and upper body as her breasts continued to sway in the other girl's face. "I mean... if you want, I don't mind..." Angelica claimed, now that she was free though, she'd capture one of those nipples within her mouth and the other with her hands. She was truly such a soft body and they were so big, she should just have a taste right?

[Bloodedge]

Angelica questioned Charlemagne's mention of compulsion, but it seemed there was no need of his answer. No, the girl who'd taken control also took it upon herself to provide the answer. Such a stroke of luck it was, as Charlemagne probably had no capacity for upholding conversation just yet. Sakura had a habit of engulfing his rod with a tightness he couldn't fathom. This time, he had no ability to anticipate the pace due to having no direct involvement in that initial thrust. Was this how things normally were on the other side? Perhaps, he thought. It seemed Sakura wasn't stopping until he entered her womb. Well... he had no intention of stopping her progress either. He couldn't move his own hips, but what he could do was keep groping the plump roundness that continued to astound him each time he saw it.

While Sakura was freeing Angelica to accost her from below, Charlemagne was beyond entranced. Much like Astolfo before, he found himself staring brazenly into the ass of a goddess, finding no better place for his eyes to fall. Immobile though he was, his shaft was doing more movement than his body otherwise would have, swelling and throbbing furiously between her inner walls as they continued stretching around him. This ordeal was so different, much to Charlemagne's... satisfaction? Yes, satisfaction seemed to be the operative word.

[Apollymi]

In the time that it took for Angelica to be free, she began her own gentle feeding. Her mouth was filled with cherry-flavored, liquor-like, liquid mana. After a long drag she swallowed and let go, exhaling a heated breath against that peak with an excited utterance. "Whew! That's strong... why is that so strong?!~" she questioned but it didn't seem to stop her at all. She'd tasted beer with less kick and in taking it in, she kind of wanted more... surely Sakura didn't mind as she left these breasts of hers moving in her face.

At the same time, Charlemagne was being treated to a deep and consciously normal paced entrance. Even the eventual push against her womb wasn't made with any great haste and would end in him feeling the squeeze of her cervix before the opening of her womb. The extra sensation of that push would leave Sakura moaning and panting, her very expressive face showing to Angelica as she looked up. Interestingly enough, even her rear hole seemed to pucker and relax as this entrance was made. It was such a snug fit every time, she could feel that immediate desire to move and the throbbing of Charlemagne's cock would be rewarded with a more immediate movement. First would come the reactionary pulses from within Sakura's canal as it seemed to try and stifle each throb made. Steadily she went forward and backward with a deep arch in her spine, her hips were still pressed against Angelica's whose folds were moving against her own stirring both of them towards a release. The constant moving and shaking of her hips would begin in the meantime as she felt the desire for release. "Oh, and if I didn't mention you can cum all you like, it's better if you fill me up, since I'm sharing anyway~" Sakura claimed in a very offhanded manner. It seemed she was done with the less direct speech in truth a full swing towards darkness was now what Charlemagne and Angelica would be receiving.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed Angelica was learning something from beneath Sakura ─ that lesson being the oddly alcoholic quality of the other girl's mana. One could assume she was drinking said mana directly from the tap. Charlemagne couldn't see from his current angle, but... he could certainly imagine the sight, and it was great. Of course, there were great things in his line of sight as well ─ though that mostly consisted of Sakura's arse as it moved closer and closer to his pelvis. Never before this point had he been clenched so furiously, apart from a few moments of his own conscious entry.

What moment was he primarily thinking of? Ah, one of their more recent sessions had him gaining consciousness while balls-deep in Sakura's ass. Speaking of, his grip of her cheeks gave him a prime view of that very hole as even it quivered as its neighbor was entered. Based on Sakura's earlier admission, she was quite the limitless individual when it came to sex. In that case, why not? Why should he not address a hole that was being so reactive? His right hand twitched against her backside as if making its own decision, but hesitation took him ─ this time only because Sakura had something to say. Oh... it was a pointless statement, albeit one that had him throbbing more ─ perhaps due to her choice in vernacular in this particular situation. Either way, the message itself was moot. "I don't think I've got much choice!" he responded. The way Sakura was acting, he'd surely be losing a great deal of mana. Before any of that, though, his right hand finally moved in a conscious effort to have a thumb squeeze its way into the young goddess's rear entrance. He had to do something, after all.

[Apollymi]

Angelica was indeed learning about the nature of Sakura's mana. Sakura herself, could only explain it one way... "I have a demon's mana circuits... so my mana has that leaning. You seem to like it though~" she claimed as the lass continued to drink. "Definitely good... I always liked cherries, even though they were red," murmured Angelica who seemed to have some kind of conscious dislike of the color red. Ah, but that wasn't really a problem at all...

Instead there was the matter of now shifting hips, and the movements against her sex which had her body quivering on the lower end. Just the same, Sakura's movements against Charlemagne were doing quite the good job of riling her up. What would happen when the lad responded, another chuckle would escape her... "Well, as long as you know~" she claimed she could easily wait for the coming extreme filling. Until then though there was something else, the movement of Charlemagne's hand as it graced her rear entrance. She felt a thumb squeezing at her hole. It was quite an interesting extra bit of pressure and caused a slight hiccup to her movements. Still, she quite enjoyed it, so perhaps she should let him know so he wouldn't stop himself? She wiggled her hips a bit firmer backing up more accurately. "You can keep that up too, Kazzun~ It'll make cumming really intense~" she teased gently. She was sure it would add quite a bit. Just the same, Angelica's heart was beating rather quickly and her own hips were meeting the gentle pulses of Sakura's. Sakura couldn't help but continue the movements of her own hips, as she chased the sensation of her release which was rather quickly approaching. Whenever it happened, she'd be really happy, just the same, that mark on her womb seemed to be gaining a bit more magical radiance, as each push in her womb seemed to be making it hotter and hotter. "It's so warm..." moaned Angelica as she wasn't sure why she was feeling this but she was enjoying it just the same.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne's lack of choice was clear to him. Whenever he started ejaculating, he was quite sure he wasn't allowed to stop... and he was fine with that outcome. Charlemagne wasn't the only one accepting a development, though, as that thumb prodding its way beyond Sakura's anus created two reactions. First and foremost, her shifting appeared to stutter for a moment. One couldn't determine whether that was a positive or negative reaction, but the ensuing ramp-up and instruction from the lass gave Charlemagne the only answer he needed. "Eh? You like it?" he questioned. Immediately, Charlemagne wondered why he'd even asked. Given the morning they had recently, the answer was obvious.

There wasn't much room for arguments or alterations, whether by Sakura's insistence or Charlemagne's desire. His thumb plunged its way into her rectum, well past knuckle-deep. He thrusted it in as if to reenact a more normal sexual act, albeit with a bent knuckle that offered greater complexity as it curled and uncurled with each inward and outward movement. At the same time, the throbbing sensation Charlemagne felt was quickly becoming something... more. He knew that sensation. He could feel it in his tip and all through his shaft ─ a strong tingle like no other. His hips struggled against those binding shadows as the natural inclination to thrust took over. Charlemagne would have complained about how soon this was happening, but. "I─a─oh─cum!" That was about all he managed as one retreat of Sakura's bum caused what felt like a pressurized explosion of fluids to flood her womb. Not having any control over the situation was leaving him in quite a state, obviously. Did he mind? Well... certainly not.

[Apollymi]

There was a question posed by Charlemagne after Sakura claimed to like that finger prodding her rear. While there were several reasons she would have liked it, it was simply something she enjoyed. They'd spent a morning with him prodding her rear with his now massive cock, it was hardly a leap to enjoy a thumb rubbing around in her rectum. A bit of extra penetration did a great deal in stimulating Sakura but she held off getting lost in the sensation of it for just a bit. At the same time, the gentle moaning of Angelica seemed to be reaching her ears. She was enjoying the feeling and had the gentle heat of Sakura's inmon pressed against a similar place on her pelvis. In an act of pure temptation Sakura would make the girl an offer, as she'd already ingested quite a bit of her mana, and she had a bit more control than normal... she could give something to Angelica as well. "I can share this one with you... if you really want, An-chan," she whispered to the girl as their sexes moved against each other.

Both girls gained stimulation and eventually even Charlemagne was bursting a pressurized blast within her womb. Something about that flow and the heat and the sensation of Sakura against her body had Angelica agreeing as well. "Yes, I want one too!~" she claimed as she also reached climax from the extra stimulation. With that, the mana within her body that came from Sakura condensed into a similar mark upon her womb, which seemed to be the inverted version of Sakura's though faded it would eventually be just as strong as Sakura's would be, in fairness to their group dynamic. It was more faint, but the red lines of Sakura's mana circuits spouted to life. They were angry red, and alluring for some reason. Angelica's fingers were tracing some and feeling the mana pulsing within them. "Okay, Kazzun will have to finish feeding it, but you should also take some more, for the baby~" claimed Sakura. Just the same, "Aye!" claimed Angelica as she latched onto the other girl's nipple and tasted that cherry liquor with a hint of... almond? "It's almond now too... it's great!~" chimed Angelica who was happily consuming. Just the same, Sakura's womb and canal convulsed on Charlemagne repeatedly. She looked back over her shoulder as her hair continued to shift in color. That light purple was steadily becoming white and Charlemagne would continue to spill seed within her womb for some time yet. "Kazzun, we can't be done yet. If I know one thing it's that I have to live up to my word and you're still awake~" she chimed. And with that she came to rest completely against the sex of Angelica while her hips began to push backwards against Charlemagne more rapidly. He wouldn't be removed from her womb, but he would be squeezed repeatedly internally. Perhaps they'd change positions eventually so that she could succeed in her goal of fucking him to sleep.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne was due for one hell of a night. He felt all the pleasures of a rough round, but with the added jarring sensation of having no control over its pacing. Without moving himself, he never knew when one thrust would end and the next would begin. Little happenstance changes in rhythm felt like much bigger ordeals as such. Perhaps that was the reason for his quick and explosive release? Well... he had to blame something.

Whatever the case, another form of bond was occurring beyond his line of sight. As Angelica developed a magical seal of her own, Charlemagne was only privy to the conversation. Given what they were saying, he could only assume they were talking about his expulsion. In his mind, Charlemagne envisioned Sakura forcing his movements again, making him thrust into Angelica and deposit half of his spraying mana into her womb instead. Alas, that was not the case. Through a long series of grunts and pants, he was still within Sakura and very ignorant to what they were discussing beneath him. Ah... it seemed his mana was passing through Sakura and into Angelica from the other end, given her mention of an almond flavor. "Oh..." he muttered upon realizing his thought process was very wrong. Sakura was still keeping his cock imprisoned within her body while her hair underwent further change. He'd seen that happened before, and... oh. Oh, he remembered what happened the last time. He may have actually been in danger. By Sakura's follow-up to her earlier promise, he certainly was... but Charlemagne was not one to back down. "Well I can't just go making it easy, can I?" he asked. It wasn't as if Charlemagne would just let himself black out simply because it was Sakura's goal. Even as Sakura's wall-clenching managed to squeeze more fluid out of his shaft, he managed to contest her intentions. "You're gonna have to earn it in a much cooler way~!" he challenged.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne was technically blind to the truths going on here. But Sakura remembered all he'd told her, she was growing steadily by his influence and now the influence of Angelica. She was always certain she wanted to meet this girl, and now that she was here she would be indulging in her as well. Just the same, she wouldn't keep the girl from experiencing Charlemange.

Whatever he thought was going on, there was the matter of their bodies burning with heat and now the mark on Angelica's womb as well as Sakura's. It would take a moment or two but those tentacles would eventually be shifting the positions of everyone involved. Charlemagne claimed that if Sakura was to succeed at her goal she'd have to go at it in a much cooler way. "I don't know what is cool, but I've been working on something since you mentioned it before~" she claimed their positions would be altering slightly. Sakura slipped off to the side and both girls would eventually be left side by side with their exposed bodies and wombs for show. The marking on Sakura was brilliantly red and glowing and in an inverted pattern slightly lighter and gently blue was a similar mark on the womb of Angelica. Having released the lad from her womb she watched as his cock was visible once more.

"I realized there is a certain amount of fun to be had in making sure we all get the right amount of contact. Are you ready, An-chan?~" asked Sakura but she was hardly taking the girl's input, she used those tentacles to raise one of Angelica's legs over his shoulder and lined them up for proper copulation. "Woah, you're so intense, Saku...." she murmured finding it to be absolutely crazy that she'd already been moved and now it was Charlemagne's cock rubbing against her outsides instead of a tentacle. She could also feel the gentle blue marking on her womb pulsing. Both of them were now loosed enough that they could choose to move, in Charlemagne's hips had been freed so he could thrust forward if he really wanted to. "I'm going to help you, but only because he started it," claimed Angelica how disengenuous. A grin spread across Sakura's face, "Hai hai... You're free to move yourself Kazzun, but I don't know how long I'll let that go on~" and just like that she slipped her own fingers down the fore of the other girl leaving her open to be explored in her depths as she wished, but beginning to slow stroke her nub and send sensation through her body.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura didn't know what would be cool. Apparently, he was going to go through this kind of exchange with both goddesses. In Sakura's case, however, there was apparently something she'd been working on. A bit of shifting occurred via those shadows she manipulated, causing Charlemagne's removal from her. Charlemagne was a bit jarred by the sudden movements, but what he saw in the following moments served as a suitable distraction. That mark over Sakura's womb was visible to him, and now... Angelica had one of her own. They had been discussing that earlier, but he didn't expect it to appear so suddenly. "Oh! That is pretty cool... I think. Still no clue what that does, but..."

For some reason, Charlemagne was transfixed while staring at Angelica's version of the seal. He felt a new compulsion to fill the blonde ─ this time with more desire than he felt toward Sakura. Strange; he'd been gravitating toward them equally before the moment that seal became visible. Little did he know, it was a spiritual desire to complete the inmon. With Angelica's leg slung over his shoulder, he was in the perfect position to do exactly that. She claimed to help Sakura simply because Charlemagne started something. He didn't know what was started, but a scoff passed his lips upon receiving blame from the lass again. "Well that's just rude!" he stated. Sakura had released him from those shadows' grasp, granting the lad his own control over the situation. As such, he prodded away at Angelica's moistened opening, only threatening penetration. That strange urge was back ─ the slightly darker leanings he'd been experiencing since rebirth. "Well... maybe I don't wanna. Maybe I don't like getting so much blame for stuff," the male lied for the sake of teasing. Oh well; it wasn't the first time he'd thrown Angelica's tsundere tendencies back in her face.

[Apollymi]

It would seem that the marking left on the womb of Angelica did count as cool. At the very least, Charlemagne couldn't take his eyes off of it. This of course, meant that Sakura understood his newfound desires. She grinned knowing she'd done well regardless of anything else, as for the true functionality of the inmon. "It does a lot of things, the basics of it make if function like a contract between two bodies, or in our case, three..." she said with her smile becoming slightly creepy. Of course, she could explain all that it did, but that wouldn't be fun she thought... a few of her fathers would claim that experience was a good teacher, so she'd not give too many details. "Oh..." Angelica seemed to think about it like the wedding ring from her initial wedding, but something more detailed. Perhaps that was the case, and she'd get more details later.

Moving on from this their pieces were properly aligned and now Angelica had a leg thrown over the shoulder of Charlemagne. She didn't know why Sakura had chosen this particular position for them, but she was now happy she'd done a bit of yoga for making sure her legs remained stretched. "Is not! You literally did it!" exclaimed Angelica. And she was right, the pressing of the Sakura weird button was something that fell completely in Charlemagne's lap. But he claimed he wouldn't be taking blame for it, while also just prodding at Angelica's entrance. His desires were clear to Sakura in this moment, but that was partly due to the inmon's need for completion on Angelica's body. Angelica didn't like being teased, or maybe she liked it too much? She was being oddly manipulated between Charlemagne's words, and Sakura's fingers and that gentle prodding at her entrance, "Listen here Chuck, you put your dick in me now! It's your fault this turned out this way and you're responsible for fixing it!" exclaimed she wouldn't stop giving him blame not in this case, she had already been tied up, and now she had a certain desire to experience the sex that Sakura had shown her could be so good. Her words caused a grin to spread across Sakura's face, what would Charlemagne do? She looked to him with curious eyes.

[Bloodedge]

What would Charlemagne do? Well so long as he had freedom of movement, he'd do what felt right. Sakura had her time to tease and torment Angelica, and for some reason, he was having similar urges at present. Perhaps Charlemagne would eventually realize it was his constant connections with Sakura that enforced such behavior on a spiritual level. Whether he did or not, though, he would act accordingly. As for the inmon, Charlemagne also concluded that it was essentially a demon's wedding ring... but there was something strange, mysterious and dark hidden beneath the surface. Oh well; it was there now.

Also there, was his glans, repeatedly teasing Angelica's opening without ever breaching. She insisted that he was to blame for the current predicament. She was right this time, but to make it sound so negative when it only made an overall more pleasant experience, was a bit disingenuous to Charlemagne. "So... you're welcome?" he replied with an upward inflection. Whatever Angelica thought about being teased, he did always enjoy what happened to her face in a state of fluster. Maybe there was something to this sexual teasing after all? If nothing else, he'd be taking a small page out of Sakura's book to see what it was all about. To do so, he went about abusing Angelica's demeanor. She demanded that he take responsibility for the situation by entering her, so he did... by letting his tip slide past that initial barrier. That was all ─ he went no further before restoring that simple prodding. "Fine, fine! There; happy? I did what you wanted, even though you're just giving me flak for no reason~" he said plainly. Charlemagne even turned up his nose, closing his eyes until one eventually peeled open to look down upon the lass. In that same moment, he grinned slightly. "And I'm only doing it because you're pretty cute when you get mad and start barking orders~♥"

[Apollymi]

Torment. That was an interesting thought, of her observations, Sakura found that torment seemed to get the sort of results she liked watching in people. She'd managed to tease Charlemagne quite a bit in their early interactions. Now she was enjoying the idea of doing the same to Angelica, it was much easier to do as well, given her hot and cold personality. She was having quite a bit of fun already watching the interaction between Angelica and Charlemagne. She'd keep it in mind for later exploitation of both of their emotional states.

Charlemagne claimed that Angelica was welcome, and perhaps that was true, but that didn't mean he wasn't to blame. "I mean, yeah, but by saying that you're admitting it was your fault..." she said quickly as it made the most sense. Logically speaking, Sakura could agree, Angelica wasn't wrong, perhaps it would have taken a bit longer for Sakura to fully delve into her current level of demonic activity if Charlemagne hadn't called her bluff, even so, she'd be sure to treat both of them to what they'd earned from her. Her continued stroking at Angelica's nub as she was just barely entered but Charlemagne. It seemed he'd also taken quite a bit of freedom in his torture skills, "Oh? I didn't expect you to take this route, how interesting," murmured Sakura. It was always interesting to see the way people's choices played out. Charlemagne taking this one was rather interesting as just the tip was sitting within Angelica's canal. Angelica for her part in this let out a sigh but also a breath that was full of frustration. Her face was red and she seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"Of course, I'm not happy! It isn't enough, I can't believe you'd even think it was enough!" she exclaimed. This was truly some sort of tease she'd not deserved. She looked up to the lad whose eyes were initially closed as his nose was turned up and found herself thinking about the barking of her orders. He claimed he was only doing this because he thought she was cute when yelling at him. "You're basically just saying you like being yelled at, weirdo!" she claimed which was kind of true it made Sakura smile more. "Now put it all the way in and stop teasing me, or did you get a big dick for no reason?" she said with a teasing bit of animosity. He did seem like when someone else was in charge, in this... he'd pushed her into making decisions for both of them already. "Oh? How interesting!~" said Sakura, she didn't know what caused this sort of thing, but she could see the stress over the girl as she really wanted to move right now. "Do you want me to let you move your lower body? Would you like to show him how to use it, since he doesn't seem to know yet?~" Sakura temptingly asked. She was quite netural in this particular situation, and if Angelica confirmed her desires, she'd give her what she wanted.

[Bloodedge]

Maybe Charlemagne was admitting fault. In doing so however, he was also shifting matters around a bit. For all Angelica said, her experience thus far implied that she should have instead been thanking him. Alas, she wasn't doing that. "You're. Welcome~" he repeated. As he recalled, they'd shared this precise verbal exchange before as well. Gratitude was always lacking in the bratty types, but no matter. The important thing here, was however Angelica chose to react once he gave her exactly what she demanded.

Oh, and she didn't disappoint. It wasn't enough, she said. Angelica further insinuated that he liked being yelled at. That wasn't true at all. The yelling aside, nothing really compared to Angelica's expression any time she lost her 'Holy Princess' demeanor. Whether fury, embarrassment or a spark of shyness, it was all worth visual appreciation. "Not at all, but when you're doing it... it's a little different~" he clarified. Whatever the case, she demanded a full insertion, lest he have a bigger dick for no tangible reason. "Hmm..." Charlemagne muttered. "Maybe it is for no reason. I dunno, Ang ─ things like this always take some getting used to. I might need about five minutes to adjust," he teased further. Just then, it was Sakura who brought forth a new idea. She offered the other goddess freedom of movement under the pretense of Charlemagne not knowing how to use his current tool. Such utter nonsense she spoke ─ that thing already felt as natural as its original form. Ah, but Angelica's freedom would ruin any plans he had... though another plan was forming. Charlemagne would wait until Angelica's reply began. Then, just then... she'd very quickly discover what breaching of the womb felt like as Charlemagne 'accidentally' lunged forward without word or warning. One might notice a crimson hue overtaking his irises at the time ─ a development that seemingly occurred only when this side of Charlemagne took root.

[Apollymi]

There would be no gratitude from Angelica. She knew it, Charlemagne knew it, even Sakura knew it, given the girl's personality. Even so, it would seem the lad was content to press the button a bit more, regardless of its futility. It was beautiful. Sakura became more and more certain of their nature as a trio, and as she did, she became more and more interested in the differences in personality and the flexibility of their expressions. She didn't know why, but she took great joy from their expressions.

Whatever the case, there was apparently some caveats to what Charlemagne enjoyed about being yelled at. It wasn't specifically the yelling but instead something about Angelica doing it. "That doesn't make it better... somehow that's just more embarrassing," she mumbled seeming not to know how he managed to say something so weird. Whatever the case, he claimed his lack of acclimation might mean about five minutes worth of wait for Angelica. What was she supposed to do with that information, she wasn't made of patience! "It's been attached to your body for days what do you mean you still need five minutes?! What the hell, Chuck!" she exclaimed. But then, when her life seemed like torture, there was Sakura offering her reprieve. She'd just seen the other lass take control and get what she wanted, obviously this was the way with someone like Charlemagne. He needed to be taken out of the equation for the sake of forward momentum. "Hm, yeah, I wanna move m---AHH♥!" she was about to admit to wanting to move herself, but instead she was entered rather swiftly. She hiccupped her tongue hanging out of her mouth with a line of saliva. Her face was completely red and her eyes nearly rolled up in the back of her head. Sakura looked at this new face smiling rather deviously, she was truly in awe. She felt the pulse of the other girl's loins as she collapsed around Charlemagne in an immediate orgasm, having finally gotten what she wanted after being teased for maximum effectiveness. "Sugoi! An-chan's so cute, making a face like that!~" Sakura commented. "Kazzun, I didn't even do anything this time, I didn't expect this outcome~" she said looking at the red eyed Charlemagne with excitement dancing across her eyes. Whatever triggered this shift in attitude she'd still not completely figured it out, but she definitely wanted to make it happen more frequently.

[Bloodedge]

Embarrassing? Yes, that was very much the point. Anyone from Gaia who even saw a manga or anime knew that few things were better than an embarrassed tsundere. Since she wouldn't correct her earlier behavior, she could deal with being embarrassed instead. Ah yes, it was all part of the greater scheme. "Hmm, is it? I'm not sure I get why. Is it embarrassing to hear the things that make you special?" he asked as if curious. Of course, he wasn't curious at all in truth. He was still quite apt to tease the lass, even as she griped about the alleged five-minute wait. . .

Lo and behold, the moment he planned for became a reality. Once Angelica agreed to having free movement of her own, she was forced into a new quality of orgasm from sudden, deep penetration. What a sight it was as Angelica's tongue protruded and her eyes rolled. Sakura was right; this particular expression was one for the ages. That extended tongue was especially appealing, glistening as saliva trailed from its tip. Charlemagne felt his own satisfaction due to the tremor of her inner walls. He thought to close his eyes, but no... there was too much to see. "Oh wow, that's even better!" he announced. Sakura spoke her surprise at this turn of events, but he could not yet respond. No, Charlemagne instead occupied himself with a forward lean. Even at the cost of pushing Angelica's leg further back with his upper body, he sought her wet, protruding tongue with his mouth. He'd be the first to taste of the full medley of flavors caused by a union of three. It was like... an alcoholic dessert, equal parts sweet and savory with its profile lifted by fine liquor. Alas, his search did not impede progress. Positional difficulty limited his retreat, but his movements overall were not halted. As such, the result of his attempted movements was a narrow churning of Angelica's womb that was shockingly pleasant for Charlemagne himself. Soon enough, he finally gave verbal response to Sakura ─ albeit whilst pinning Angelica's tongue betwixt his teeth. "Isn't that better? Unexpected is awesome."

[Apollymi]

Yes, even Sakura with her lack of knowledge of manga, anime or anything of the sort, could say that the personality displayed by Angelica when combined with her being embarrassed was likely one of the best things she'd ever seen. Her desire to tease was sent into hyperdrive and she could only relish in the obvious tortured expression being displayed by the lass. And it seemed that Charlemagne wasn't yet done teasing the blonde they were engaged with presently. He went on to prod her about how she was embarrassed by the things that made her special, she became flustered not knowing how to respond and thus looking more flustered than even normal. "It's not like that..." she mumbled not knowing how to explain how she felt. But she also knew it wasn't really important, it was a complicated thing. She didn't think herself overly special or anything like that, she wanted to be praised for things she actually did, and didn't really go looking for anything, so being praised for something so random felt weird.

Sakura was looking at the faces here and watched as Charlemagne leaned down into the face of the now completely flustered and wrecked Angelica. Sakura had seen this face before, she understood what it meant, and was pleased for the other girl. She even watched as Charlemagne leaned in, tasting that mana mixture trio for the first time and seemingly appreciating it. Just the same, Angelica's leg was further pushed back while she remained pinned, she hadn't gotten her whole desire out so Sakura hadn't bothered freeing her. And here and now she was being flexed into a position while Charlemagne grinded against her insides deeply. "Ah... " she moaned gently as her nether pulsed around the lad. It was such a great feeling she could feel a building pressure all over again. She'd not known what to expect from the depths but she was sure she couldn't go without it now. That tongue of hers managed a bit of a response as she slowly regained control of her body, though she still couldn't really move, at the same time she heard the conversation happening between Charlemagne and Sakura, she was glad they were bonding well. "Well, when I am trying for repeat results unexpected is less than ideal... still I don't mind this in particular~" she mused. Ah, but her experiments could always wait in light of something more interesting. For instance Sakura was pleased enough that the red eyed Charlemagne had made an appearance so she found herself watching the deep kiss take place. She'd have one more thing to say. "Me too!~" she said leaning her face towards his... she didn't want to be left out after all, she'd aim to steal a kiss from Charlemagne over the body of Angelica while he was buried and moving within her.

[Bloodedge]

'It's not like that,' Angelica insisted. Even having a firm set of words for her response, Angelica managed only a mumble... and no substance to prove her point. Ah, that was the appealing part. In such moments, she seemed to be grasping at straws. At the very least, she was reaching for the first one she found, picking her response from a quick thought that had no follow-up just yet. Oh well. "Could've fooled me," was all Charlemagne said. His voice still carried that teasing quality, but it was soon enough lost to silence as he moved to claim the blonde's tongue.

Charlemagne seemed almost hellbent on slurping the saliva directly from Angelica's tongue. He savored every hint while pumping between her legs. Much to his satisfaction, that additional movement left him another thing to relish: the pulsing around his cock in response to those short, yet deep pumps. It was during these moments of elation that Sakura offered a caveat to the goodness of unexpected results. He supposed that was fair, but this didn't seem like a time of seeking more of the same. Any other argument Charlemagne had against that clause was deemed pointless. His sole intention was to continue enjoying Angelica, but... Sakura sought involvement. She leaned in, stealing his lips while he still had a hold of Angelica's tongue. The result of this approach was a brief intermingling of two mouths and one tongue, but Charlemagne's head soon turned fully toward Sakura to fully experience her lips. Active as it already was, his tongue protruded with every intention of wresting hers, guiding it out of her mouth for a similar exchange to what he'd so recently tried with Angelica. All the while, his hips pistoned between the other goddess's legs, one arm hooking around her raised thigh for added stability.

[Apollymi]

"Uuugh!" Exasperation was all the blonde goddess had left. She was already being explored thoroughly. Her tongue was captured and she even got to see Sakura leaning over her as she aimed to join in their fray. It would appear to her that all she could do in such an instance was enjoy what was happening. If she needed to address the problems of her personality later, she would, but she was far from doing anything about them in truth. She was far too old to change herself at this point. What was more, Angelica had a leg lifted over Charlemagne's shoulder which he was holding on to by the time their mouths separated.

Though he was still digging into her core and moans were escaping her lips. There was the now kissing of Charlemagne and Sakura happening over her head. She didn't know she'd find such interest in watching two people interact, but both were quickly finding themselves on a short list of people she'd watch do such a thing without shame. She couldn't comment yet though, no she was too busy having her loins quiver around Charlemagne's cock and trying to breathe through something which felt like it was much deeper inside her body than she could have imagined. Like this they would remained until she found herself on the precipice of her own orgasm. This would happen as that tongue now hanging out of Sakura's mouth was being enjoyed by Charlemagne in the same way as hers had been before. "UH... Chuck, if you keep doing it like that I'm gonna cum..." she moaned as that marking on her womb seemed to be solidifying. It was gaining a steady hue, becoming more blue the more they acted on these desires, but... it wouldn't be as vibrant as Sakura's until such a time as Charlemagne made a deposit himself.

[Bloodedge]

In a matter of moments, Charlemagne was treating Sakura's tongue as if it were a lollipop, occasionally drawing it between his lips whenever their mouths weren't fitting together like opposing puzzle pieces. He had his qualms about abandoning Angelica's mouth, but they were silenced the moment contact was made with Sakura's instead. What an interesting life Charlemagne managed to step into. His hips pumped, his tongue lashed, and neither of those things had the same person as their target.

Between Sakura's lips and tongue, and the panting that escaped Charlemagne at every available opening, he had no method of speaking for quite some time. There was so much to focus on, or perhaps... everything was a distraction from everything else? The poor lad couldn't tell. Either way, he knew it to be a worthwhile endeavor. Ah, and there was eventually something to garner his response. That strange form of movement Charlemagne employed with his hips was doing more work than he imagined, apparently, given Angelica's sudden warning. "You what?!" he questioned in exclamation, breaking away from Sakura's mouth just briefly. It was quite surprising to Charlemagne that he was managing to hold out longer than Angelica in this case. With the attention of both goddesses, he'd fully expected to start exploding in intervals of a minute or less. How long had it even been now? Well, long enough for Angelica, apparently. . .

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne was a man. He had no idea the amount of stimulation some things required over others. After a rather sudden climax building up to another could take several minutes, or it could take a few seconds, it was a toss up. In the case of Angelica who'd not experienced anything like the rather sudden entrance to her womb, the plunging around within it, stirring her deeply and touching various spots that had never been contacted before were easy ways to push her closer and closer to the edge. That kiss happening above her face was also doing nothing but contributing to the atmosphere, who wouldn't fall to a sight like that and the feelings she was currently experiencing?

The answer wasn't Angelica... but before she fell to bliss, she'd fall into old habits, those of the tsundere she knew nothing of aside from her own life. "I know you heard me, I'm not repeating myself," she said sounding slightly cross. Just the same what was happening with her body wouldn't be stopping regardless of Charlemagne's understanding of the situation. Those tingling twitches within her, would signal further arousal and her further decline... "I mean, you don't have to hold out for me... you can cum with me," the softness of the tsundere made its appearance as she neared that great crest, and soon after she spoke, when her embarrassment settled she was looking up into Charlemagne's face and pulling him into her to restart their kiss before that moment shook her womb and made extra fluids spill forth from her loins. In the middle of their kiss her own moans were by her logic to be swallowed down by the lad as their tongues played between their mouths. Just the same, Sakura sat back and looked at both of them with a wide grin on her face. This was really great, she was glad she'd made this decision, she didn't even want to remake it. Besides, that, whenever Charlemagne actually succeeded in filling the other girl's womb their inmon would connect and it would allow both to feel properly even when they weren't actively being penetrated.

[Bloodedge]

Angelica naturally wouldn't be repeating herself, nor did Charlemagne require her to do so. His query was a mere expression of shock. Lo and behold, no lies were spoken by the blonde goddess... but before physical confirmation struck him, Charlemagne's ears were assaulted by another suggestion. Charlemagne didn't think he could actually manage a simultaneous release with the lass; he was even right in that assumption. Conversely, the moment he was stolen from Sakura to meet Angelica's lips and tongue again, that tingle did begin anew. Perhaps something could be managed after all?

No... not quite. He had naught but the tingle signaling great beginnings by the time Angelica reached that next peak. Ah, but that moment did more for him as well. Charlemagne's movements within Angelica became much smoother with all that extra lubrication. Said moisture only made those quivering walls an even greater applicator for raw pleasure throughout Charlemagne's tip, shaft and... soul, apparently. Angelica's voice traveled into his mouth and down his throat mere moments before ─ now it was time for the return trip into her open maw from Charlemagne's end. There was a peculiar tremor in his hips as he groaned furiously into Angelica's mouth. In the same moment, just shortly after her own climax, Charlemagne was experiencing another explosive ejaculation that spewed into Angelica's womb ─ having no room to escape as his own member kept its singular exit plugged in the meantime.

[Apollymi]

This little leg of their journey together would be ending soon, and though Angelica did make her desires known it wouldn't be obvious whether they would be answered or not. The girl reached the pinnacle of pleasure and then... Charlemagne followed suit, spilling into her womb directly gave her an experience that she'd never had before. It was strange as a thing to feel, the penetration itself had done her in, and the rubbing against her farthest reaches had done the same, now she was experiencing a strange filling sensation which gave a vibrating pressure to her body which she wouldn't deny liking, even as she denied a great many things. Her face was still flushed and that blue marking on her womb glowed to a greater extent becoming fully realized as the mana within her womb sloshed around with nowhere to escape to. Gentle moaning escaped her, and Charlemagne's finish was something which she could easily say was one of her favorite things to experience.

"Sou ka, I've never seen that happen from the outside before, kawaii!~" Sakura murmured. This was a great moment to behold. And now both girls would be marked for Charlemagne in a very specific way. Even Angelica's legitimate body would bear that mark glowing over her womb. While the pair happily basked in their afterglow, Sakura found herself studying the mark on the other girl, and feeling residual shocks in her own womb. Hm, she supposed they ended up more connected than she thought, it would require a bit more experimentation for her to figure out the exact nature of such a thing. Regardless, Charlemagne now had exactly what he'd desired the previous day, a binding mark between the three of them instead of one-sidedly. This would renew the connection established with Angelica while also further anchoring Charlemagne himself to his future wives. "That was great. I have no idea what you just said, but I feel really tingly and hyper energized, but... something else too... is that you?" she asked of both of them confused about stuff. In truth the quality of Charlemagne's mana was quite high now, and thus had extra effectiveness which she wasn't prepared for.

[Bloodedge]

In the wake of Charlemagne's expulsion, Sakura commented on seeing something from the outside for the first time. Surely she wasn't talking about anything related to the sexual experience. While his breath recovered, Charlemagne wondered over the answer. Lo and behold, a certain glow caught his attention. That seal over Angelica's womb had become much more solid. "Oh..." he muttered. Nothing more was said immediately, as Charlemagne found himself transfixed once more. Unlike previous instances however, he hadn't lost control of himself and become some sort of sex-zombie. No, he was simply... enamored, as it were.

Angelica seemed quite satisfied by recent events. Charlemagne could agree, but he was a bit too busy catching his breath to have an intelligible discussion right away. Alas, a question was presented. Angelica claimed she felt energized in a way she'd never alleged before. That certainly couldn't have been a question for him; he didn't have a clue. "Energized? I don't know, but I'm gonna assume it's because you robbed my energy," he said, finally having blame to throw her way. Even with his alleged loss of energy however, his virility had gone nowhere fast as that throbbing betwixt Angelica's folds continued. "Though... I could still keep going. Still getting used to that part, but... what do you think?" he asked of the blonde.

[Apollymi]

Angelica's inmon was in place now, and she could feel energy surging through her body. She was quite certain that while sex had been satisfying before, it was quite different now. It would seem that Charlemagne still needed a bit of time to recover, but the energy in Angelica's body was now moving about, being funneled into her baby. Oh, but there was something else. As Charlemagne pulled away a bit he was still looking down at Angelica. She found herself squirming under the attention as he gave her a look which implied an amount of endearment that she wasn't sure she was ready for. "Stop staring at me like that..." she mumbled softly, cutting her eyes away from him. She was sure her face was red and beyond that she didn't know how to feel about the sort of look she was getting while he was still buried so deeply inside of her.

What was more, it seemed that Charlemagne didn't feel the same kind of energy from their exchange that Angelica did. In fact he claimed that she'd taken the energy from him. "I did no such thing..." claimed Angelica immediately. "Well, he offered it and you accepted would be the more logical way to think of it," claimed Sakura as she smiled at the pair. It would appear that even in blaming Angelica for something, Charlemagne claimed he was getting used to something and thus he could continue going from where he was. She could feel the throbbing of his manhood within her and so could Sakura. Oddly enough the squirming of Angelica didn't really stop but she didn't really know how to respond. "Well, I mean... I..." she stumbled through words trying to find the right ones. "I guess it's fine, if you want..." she said her face reddening. How interesting it was that she wasn't feeling quite so demanding but she'd also not said no to a continuance. Such was pretty natural as far as Sakura was concerned, perhaps giving them a bit more time would be for the best, and she'd have a bit more time to figure out how to promote the side of Charlemagne she wanted to. Yes, that seemed like a good idea to her, and she still had her promise to keep, but she also wouldn't be stealing time from Angelica either, theirs was a relationship of sharing more so than even Angelica could realize.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne was completely ignorant to the mental workings of Sakura as she plotted against him. He wasn't even aware of the change happening within himself so recently. He was, however, aware of what he felt. He'd yet to extricate himself from Angelica; he simply didn't want to. Even so, she had some apparent issues with what was going on ─ specifically the way he was staring at her. Surprise, surprise, that grin spread across Charlemagne's face again as his posture straightened. "Huuuh─?" he asked, that throbbing growing more intense. "Not happening. I like what I see~" he teased.

As Charlemagne threw blame toward the blonde goddess, Sakura added her piece once again. Charlemagne offered; Angelica accepted. Such was the nature of their exchange, though as with all things, there were some caveats. "That did happen... but you also told me to do it," he added. Angelica was the one to egg him on, after all. Whatever the case, there was an agreement brewing. He could still go on. Though she was tripping over her own words, Angelica claimed continuing was fine... if he wanted. Charlemagne shook his head while shifting his hips, grinding away at the girl's insides. "That's not fair. What about what you want?" he asked in response. Much like with Sakura in prior days, he was content to discover Angelica's desires. It made no sense for the lad to enjoy himself, as he would be having a grand time either way. If there was something Angelica had a specific desire for, however, he would be remiss to miss an opportunity to try it. "Or I could just keep staring at you while you make cute faces~"

[Apollymi]

Throbbing intensified. Well, that wasn't really it, Angelica felt the increased throbbing and... she heard the voice of Charlemagne. The lad seemed content to question why he'd look away. He also seemed to be teasing her once more, making the claim that he'd continue looking simply because he liked what he saw. "Shut up, you're doing it on purpose," she claimed. What was he doing on purpose? Well... staring at her while she was embarrassed. That was logical. Admittedly, she wasn't in a bad mood because of this, though she'd managed to turn her head away, she was sure she could still feel Charlemagne's eyes on her. Beyond that he was having quite the time, soon after.

He apparently took issue with the shared blame between the two of them. Yes, there had been an agreement, but he'd only complied with her wishes. Well, that was true to a great extent, but that didn't mean that Angelica was having an easier time. In fact, her time here only became more complex, as he began grinding against the end of her. She moaned first and foremost and squirmed just a bit. There was too much, too soon, she felt hyper-sensitive already. Her nipples hardened again and even her sex seemed to be throbbing at the attention. "I... don't know what I want yet..." she murmured softly. Still she could already feel a building climax but something she definitely didn't want was Charlemagne to continue staring at her face. She was already the shade of red attributed to tomatoes and she couldn't help but lash out at the lad when he spoke. "No. Stop staring at me, it's embarrassing!" she claimed. Sakura's grin widened and once again she'd take it unto herself to fulfil the desire of someone. "He's right though, you're really cute, but I do have a suggestion~" Sakura said. And by suggestion, she meant using those tentacles she was still in control of to finish the rotation of Angelica's body. That leg that had been propped up on Charlmagne's shoulder was lowered to the side opposite of where it was, effectively rotating the blonde so that she could have her face away from Charlemagne while her ass was forced into the air instead. All of this was done with scientific precision, so that their bodies wouldn't even have to separate during the movements. "Does this work?" she asked of the other girl her face now even with Angelica's where she could see up the curve of the girl's back and directly into Charlemagne's eyes from her new position. This was already a great new place for observation.

[Bloodedge]

Was he actually doing anything on purpose? Yes, but also no. He wasn't intentionally embarrassing Angelica, though it was a lovely bonus to his existing efforts. Charlemagne's sole intention was absorbing the visual of Angelica in pure form, showing such a scarcely-seen and vulnerable side of herself that was normally hidden beneath the guise of regality. "Am not. I really do like what I see," he reaffirmed. Now, as he grinded away at Angelica's innermost wall, Charlemagne wondered only what she would enjoy. According to Angelica, she did not yet know her own desires. "Oh c'mon, there's got to be something. Even just a 'maybe this would be cool' or something," he said. Alas, the ever-helpful Sakura had a place in this exchange as well.

By the more demonic goddess's machinations, Angelica was flipped over seamlessly, never even being pulled away from him. Suddenly, Charlemagne could see the pearly gates of the heavens themselves. He remembered a few days prior when he'd been in such close proximity to Angelica's backside... but seeing it now was a very different experience that gave the lad true understanding. What would he do with that understanding? Well, he'd blurt it out. "Ang, your ass is huge!" he blabbered while both hands instinctively grasped her cheeks. That throbbing became more intense than ever. Of course, there were far too many things for Charlemagne to see. Between Angelica's round arse, the arch of her back, and Sakura's seductive face looking back at him from the other end, he didn't even have to think about thrusting ─ it came naturally as an instinctive urge accompanying every pulse his dick experienced. No major retreat had been made, so great depth remained a factor... though the unconscious movement of his hips did only teeter the line of what one may call aggression.

[Apollymi]

Angelica was in a very precarious position. As a person who was taught about sex only as a function of creation, she had few ideas about the fun of it. Though she'd embraced the thought that what happened within the confines of a bond like marriage was fine, she'd not thought about the... physicality of it very much. Her first experiences has been fairly 'normal' or for the better versed 'vanilla'. All time spent in sex was facing Charlemagne and even though she'd been on top once, it'd not been an aggressive ride by any means. So, Charlemagne's prodding didn't garner any immediate ideas. "I've never thought about what would be cool about it Chuck!" she snapped. And that was technically the truth of the matter. But luckily for her, Sakura had an entire seven months of sexual observation to work with, and her own sessions experience to determine some generally likable things. That rotation, made Angelica's mouth fall open as she looked into the eyes of Sakura in front of her. "It's... good," she managed with a moan in the middle. Such a thing made Sakura chuckle just a little as she once again pecked Angelica's lips. "Kawaii!~" she chimed at the look on the other girl's face. Sakura would also make a note to give the girl some more positions to ponder, with a bit of experience it was easy to figure out the kind of things you might like.

Sakura was happy to help and it seemed Charlemagne would be saying something soon that she understood. A blush would spread across Angelica's face as Charlemagne claimed that her ass was huge. She wasn't sure how to take that, but she was quite warm inside. "That's a compliment," Sakura offered in her usual almost despondent way. "I... guess if it's like that it's fine," Angelica murmured. She'd hazard a look backward as the pace against her hips was determined. It was quite intense already, she found herself moaning intently as he reached pretty far within her without ever really removing himself from her depths. "Ah, ah... it feels really good. I don't know what to do~" she almost complained as her finger tips balled up in the sheets of her bed. She didn't expect this to feel so intense. This was the part missing from her understanding. Her core was constantly constricting adding to the building pressure she was experiencing and making her moan. Her face was contorting, she was biting her lips trying to choke back sobbing moans, she even had little tears in the corners of her eyes. How had Sakura dealt with such a feeling without completely collapsing under the pressure of it? It was far too good! If this was what sex could be like, people were definitely being taught the wrong thing in Aincrad. Oddly Sakura had a bit more advice to give, which she'd do against the side of the girl's face, a whispered little secret. "If you move your hips yourself you can control it, more~" she added giving Charlemagne a playful wink from her place. This would of course end in Angelica steadying herself and moving back against Charlemagne when he moved forward. It was a vibrating sensation in her womb, but it was also quite stimulating to know when it was coming.

[Bloodedge]

How sad. Angelica admitting that she'd never considered what could be 'cool' about something, was almost criminal. "Shame, Angie! Always consider the cool factor!" he argued in a somewhat joking manner, though his point was firm nonetheless. Moving on, this change in position brought about many reactions. Prior to a kiss between Angelica and Sakura, the former commented on the goodness of the shift. As Charlemagne began to move within her, he wondered which of them she was talking to. "Who... was that for?" he inquired earnestly.

Regardless of Angelica's answer, there was no stopping this second round between them now. She still didn't know what to do, but apparently, she still felt good. In expressing that thought, Angelica looked back ─ a trap that should drive anyone crazy. Charlemagne saw much in that very moment. The way she grasped at the sheets, the way her voice sounded when she moaned, the sight of her teeth sinking into her own bottom lip... and even that gentle trickle slipping out of her eye, set off fireworks in Charlemagne's mind and loins. His hands squeezed her ample backside, fingers sinking easily into pillow-soft flesh. Sakura had a suggestion for the lass, but Charlemagne had another as his wide eyes continued staring down at her. "Ang... just... keep being you. That'd be perfect," he said as if awestricken by all he'd taken in. By the time Angelica started reversing her hips onto him, he was thrusting with intent. They seemed to naturally reach a matching pace that resulted in the gentle slapping of skin ─ a slap which could almost function as a sort of count by its spacing. "But, if there's anything else, let me know~"

[Apollymi]

Apparently Angelica was being shamed for not considering the cool factor. She scoffed barely able to contain herself as she lashed out, though she'd still keep it in consideration. "I'll do what I want," she added in her typical cross way. Of course, saying something like that meant that she would actually be trying to think about what was cool about the whole sexual endeavor, but she'd not really thought about anything other than the end result for quite a while. That was fine though, Sakura could help her with that and in understanding her desire would do so. As for Charlemagne's question after Angelica mentioned the goodness of this position as a choice, "It was for both of you, obviously!" she claimed, which made Sakura smile. This was information which led her to believe that this was one of those positions that could have been enjoyed by anyone who liked this kind of sex. "Hai hai," mentioned Sakura as she casually pecked the other girl's lips again.

Still, watching Angelica was quite a bit more interesting. As she relaxed the constant changing of her face and her own actions were quite pure. Sakura couldn't say she would be having a better time giving proper directions in this particular case, and the pre-existing chemistry between Angelica and Charlemagne was quite pleasant on the senses. Of course, she'd still give a bit of advice when asked, and though Charlemagne told the lass she could be herself, those natural movements of her hips would begin. It seemed that the lad could be quieted by such a thing as the gentle slapping of skin became something heard more thoroughly. "I can do that, I guess..." she claimed of being herself. At the very least, she didn't have to feel self-conscious which was fine with her. But those movements Sakura had told her about were quite good to add in. She kept up her steady movements feeling the constantly slow beating in her womb. This could go on forever and she'd still enjoy it. Each knock against the end of her made her canal quiver and had her panting with each movement of her hips. This was so much exercise, but also so very satifying that she could understand why this was done this way even without the closeness. But... she could still have that. With Sakura still so close she leaned in and aimed to capture her lips while her hips continued their ridiculous beating. The extra softness of that gentle kiss seemed to contrast the aggression of the hips. It was brilliant, and she enjoyed it. Sakura, happily kissed the other girl, sparing only a playful eye-opening wink at Charlemange from her place, because it seemed the right place for it.

[Bloodedge]

A few days prior, Charlemagne couldn't even imagine having two women at once. Actually... just a few days before that, he wasn't even thinking of one ─ especially not one such as Angelica or Sakura. If not for recent traumas, he'd be actively assuming some massive negative karma was headed his way. Ah, but maybe things had already balanced out. Angelica was even showing her normal demeanor still, despite her current struggles. After claiming she'd do whatever she wanted, she offered an answer to his question. Her earlier comment was for both of them, she said as if it was obvious. "I'm not so sure about the 'obvious' part, but... I'm glad," he stated.

The chemistry between Charlemagne and Angelica was something built over a thousand-year friendship; none could compare to it. Though he found an incredible appeal in Sakura, the dynamic would simply always have its differences that showed in moments like the present. Angelica quivered around him, causing Charlemagne to feel a pleasure that had him audibly sucking air through his teeth. With that, it didn't much matter if she had no desires of her own to note ─ he'd be done-in either way. Ah, but then came the additional factor. Sakura was still present, and she occasionally made that blatantly obvious to the lad. One such moment came with a particular wink sent his way from beyond Angelica. He'd seen that wink multiple times by now, and it always had a similar effect... but it was different when he was already buried balls-deep in moisture with a tight grip around his shaft. "Ah─" he gasped. Angelica would immediately discover another squirt of Charlemagne's essence within her womb. It was no full release, but certainly a notable splash of that hot liquid as one especially pointed buck of his hips occurred in light of that visual from Sakura. Once again, he realized that crazy old man was right when he said temptress.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne hadn't imagined ending up with multiple partners, in his life. His present shock at having multiple partners at the same time was far from surprising. Sakura couldn't imagine the true monogamy of some others, but she also knew that some people could be happy with simpler lives. She wasn't sure she was that sort of person, but she was sure she was currently happy with both of the people she was in bed with, and felt the desire to remain tied to them. As such she would be pleased by everything going on, including the teasing nature of Charlemagne as he poked holes in the story of Angelica. "It was obvious right, Saku..." she moaned again and Sakura hearing her shortened name seemed elated. "It's definitely obvious now~" she agreed with the lass.

Beyond this point, Charlemagne was being done in. The constant quivering of Angelica's canal was something worth the sensation it provided. For Angelica she seemed to be steadily building towards something but she'd not quite reached that point yet. That was, until that little extra spurt caused by Sakura winking at Charlemagne. Just something that simple in visual appeal, seemed to make the lad release a tiny bit of mana in her depths. Doing so, caused an instant reaction, making her core clamp down on his cock with ferver as she was pushed into an orgasm she'd been slowly building towards. That heat, the splashing and everything else, could only contribute to the plesantry as she orgasmed on his shaft and stopped moving with that same jerking motion he had. "Sugoi!~" Sakura noted that harmony with devilish intention.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, now," Charlemagne added to further specify his argument. Try as she might to have Sakura join her side, Angelica wasn't going to easily win this particular matchup. None of that truly mattered, though. Charlemagne was slowly being murdered by this pair of girls. All he could hope for was the ability to take at least one of them down with him; that would be the coolest ending. Which would he take, though? Between Angelica and Sakura, the blonde was definitely the easiest target. Besides, she was his... oh.

Angelica was his wife. Amidst all the ridiculousness, he was never able to bask in the fact that he'd gotten married. Sure, it was all part of Father An's grand scheme, but Angelica was still very insistent about her choice in the matter ─ limited though her options were. Realization and understanding danced across Charlemagne's eyes at last, and a harmony noted by Sakura proved to be so much greater. That spurt of Charlemagne's caused a vigorous orgasm in Angelica, which in-turn combined with his mental musings to cause a similar reaction in Charlemagne. For several thrusts thereafter, Angelica received a sample of heightened, proper aggression as his pelvis slammed against her bottom until it quaked. Throughout these thrusts, he was spraying more of that thick fluid into her depths en masse. "Hngh! Ang!" he grunted with no particular clause attached. Her movements had come to a halt, but his did not ─ and would not until this particular expulsion fully escaped his balls and shaft.

[Apollymi]

Clarification wasn't really necessary. Angelica had only met Sakura twice, but she knew the other girl was brutal in her honesty. Though she hadn't sided with her completely, she did gather that she quite liked the shortened version of her name as well as feeling of general closeness. She figured that was something they had in common given their similarities in upbringing. Well, not exactly similar but both lacked a certain closeness with peers that they understood in each other. Regardless of this, there was something else...

The bond between Charlemagne and Angelica. One which Angelica herself was quite appreciative of, given the long lasting depth of their friendship. The lad might have thought her choice in him as a marriage partner was strange, and based solely on her lack of experience, but she admittedly liked him for other reasons. Whether he ever fully realized it or not, her choice wasn't one which would have changed based on knowing other people, because in her own mind, he was the one who visited her, and he didn't have to. The fact that he did made him more likable, the fact that he tried to help her even when it was easier for him to ignore her, was something which made her like him more than others. Perhaps one day, he'd fully understand that, but today, he'd get to understand how deep their connection went. As that little spurt caused an orgasm which caused another in him. It would seem they were keen to harmonize and though she'd stopped moving a few more motions had her hiccupping into Sakura's face as Charlemagne emptied himself into her body. it was quite unreal. She was buzzing with energy. Processing quite a bit and even that mark on her womb was glowing radiantly as she caught her breath. The way he'd said her name in that moment, made her heartbeat speed up, and seemed to increase the length of her orgasm just a tad, "Aaaah!~" she seemed to relax quite a bit as she settled down to gentle twitches by the time Charlemagne actually came to a stop. All the while a wicked smirk was forming on the face of Sakura and those shadows of hers began moving again, this time waiting for the time of most relaxed strike to take control of the limbs and body of Charlemagne. He'd had enough time to relish in his wife, Sakura wanted a turn.

[Bloodedge]

Just as Charlemagne thought, two women at once was an extreme he never could have prepared for. On the other hand, both parties complimented one another in the most wonderful ways. In the open world, Angelica was always the blunt individual who made clear her every intent ─ while Sakura seemed far more reserved. Here in the bedroom, things were quite the opposite. Angelica didn't even have a grasp of her own desires, exemplifying a softness that had this version of Charlemagne taking action of his own volition. She was leaving herself open to an experience, but Sakura... Sakura occasionally forced Charlemagne to realize how grand her presence was, using those salacious tendencies and gestures in a manner most targeted.

For that brief stint of roughness, Charlemagne felt infinitely relieved. His halt wasn't nearly as sudden as the ramp-up a few moments prior, though. It was all one abrupt pounding attempt in the midst of extensive ejaculation which, once fully ejected into Angelica's womb, left him merely tapering the pace and force of his actions. Indeed, Charlemagne wasn't able to stop and rest this time ─ he could only keep thrusting until he slowed to a halt. "Haah... haah~" he heaved. Something about that last ejaculation felt more freeing than normal. Ah, but even freedom had its cost. When even his grip on Angelica's rear went slack, Charlemagne found himself ensnared by the extremities thanks to Sakura's shadows. It wasn't enough for the lass to make her presence clear; she'd been going for more direct involvement periodically. Something was... ominous about this one, though. "Oh... right," he said. Though he hadn't been moved just yet, something would obviously be happening in the following moments. Charlemagne saw little point in fighting it at this juncture, considering the end result of... well, literally everything Sakura had done while her clothes were off thus far.

[Apollymi]

The two women did seem to exemplify two very different aspects of themselves both inside and outside of the bedroom. Charlemagne couldn't know what it meant to be a child of the Myouou in Munetsuchi. In truth, Sakura had absorbed a lot of sexual material of various flavors and kink levels throughout her time monitoring her parents. That could also be said of the people of Munetsuchi in general, but such was the nature of one raised without normal human understandings of privacy. Just the same, she seemed to have come to several conclusions about Charlemagne while watching him interact with Angelica and while she felt no desire to change her own behavior, she did have an idea how far she could take interacting with Charlemagne to get what she desired out of situation.

To the surprise of none he discovered the nature of those tentacles of darkness around him as he came to a halt. His rest period would be granted to some extent, but there would eventually be a shift. While Angelica breathed a sigh of relief and recovered from the extra fervor of Charlemagne, Sakura gave thought to her next course of action. Several more of those tentacles wound themselves around the lad. The slow extraction from the womb of Angelica would occur as he was being pulled. Gently would it go, with all the precision that Sakura's will could muster. Once he was out the lad would be shifted, placed back down against the bed, but those restraints wouldn't be shifting. No, they settled in such a way as to keep the lad from even being able to buck his hips properly against her. And one, tentacle would find itself bound around the base of his cock, for a particular purpose. Sakura claimed to put the lad to sleep and she intended to achieve this by virtue of a very specific set of actions she'd taken unto herself. So much concern, Charlemagne showed for other people doing what they wished, she decided to grant him the ability to be used as an object for her own use. She wanted to watch him from above and she would, as she lowered herself into riding position upon him. It would be in these moments that her preparations made sense.

She lowered herself down agonizingly slowly, until her folds met tentacles. Doing so, would plant Charlemagne within her body so that the tip of him just barely graced the entrance of her womb. None of her movements would allow him to enter and none would would allow him proper exit. All the the twitching tighteness of her canal would be forced upon him. Over and over again at a pace which she'd shift only as she observed, still she seemed elated, such was her nature. All the while she'd not spoken a word yet, just her own ominousness settled upon the bed they shared. Angelica opened her eyes in the same moment and shivered, something about this was a level of intense that she'd not been expecting.

[Bloodedge]

A dark cloud lingered over Charlemagne's head. That cloud took the shape of Sakura herself, and in time, his forced removal from Angelica led to the actual Sakura looming over his body. Those constraints rendered his limbs fully immobile ─ at least that was what he perceived initially. Added to this lack of mobility was a grip around the base of his shaft while Sakura pinned him fully to the bed. "Woah woah!" he exclaimed with a hint of both shock and excitement. Sakura did claim she'd be fucking him asleep; it was no secret that she took her own word seriously.

There were no words shared. Instead of speech, Sakura took immediate action by slowly mounting the lad, lowering herself onto him until he could feel the gentlest brush of her cervix. Right there, progression came to a stop. It was enough that she descended so slowly, making him feel every last millimeter of texture en route to her canal's end, but it seemed she fully intended to begin that much-anticipated rise and fall without the full, secondary sensation of breaching. Well, that was fine in a way... but there were two other problems. First and foremost, having that tentacle around his shaft was somewhat constrictive; he had a minor concern about that for the future. More importantly, Charlemagne quickly came to realize that his hips couldn't move at all... though his chest surely did from the increased effort taken on by his lungs. "Haah... err, Saku, you uhh..." Charlemagne gathered his wit and gulped, silencing himself right away. He took no issues with her current approach, but dare he bring attention to anything specific? If he did, there was a chance of turning something incidental into something purposeful. Was that worth the risk? Well... maybe it was, but perhaps he'd wait and adjust to the existing ridiculousness of her approach before taking any risks.

[Apollymi]

Sakura had a plan and she was following through on it. She'd already put everything she needed to in place, and she'd begun the slow rise and lower of her hips onto Charlemagne's constricted cock. Ah, but what would he take from this particular endeavor? She found herself watching him contentedly, true curiosity blossoming over her face. What would he understand? Would he fully come to realize the level of restriction placed upon him? Would there be naysaying? Well, perhaps only a little but Sakura was sure he'd told her to do what she wanted, him taking it back upon realizing what that meant wasn't really something she'd thought he'd do. All the while, Angelica caught her breath and was eventually left watching in awe. Sakura was such a quiet person, she knew from the information they shared that the girl had seen much more than she'd done, but what she was witnessing right now, was far beyond Angelica's understanding. She'd had sex with Charlemagne while on top of him, but it hadn't looked like this.

Sakura on the other hand continued her work. A rise and lower each tightening more as she shifted her body and found the type of penetration she'd enjoy. Each time she made contact on the downward stroke with that tentacle, it would eventually be found at the apex of her sex, teasing her nub as she moved, making her walls quiver gently. Still, never did Charlemagne reach the end and never would he be allowed his exit. He'd been trying to speak and she'd cocked her head to the side most curiously. "Oh? Nothing yet, Kazzun? Okay then~" she teased gently. It would appear that she was quite enjoying herself already. There was a gentle blush upon her face, but still her attention was mostly for Charlemagne as she wondered what was going on in his brain. Normally he blurted out things when they didn't make sense. Did that mean he understood what was happening here? "I don't know if this is sex or torture," Angelica finally managed sitting up after noticing she'd been released from her constraints. Perhaps, only one of them would be held hostage at a time? Whether that was by design or by accident would be left up to the imagination of both Angelica and Charlemagne.

[Bloodedge]

The ride of Sakura began in earnest, though not at all to the full extent that it could have. When his brain wasn't being temporarily wiped by this clench or that slide, his thoughts were racing all over the place. Did this approach mean she enjoyed an approach to sex that would be more common among humans? Maybe all that womb-deep penetration just wasn't for her, or maybe... she was planning to keep him from feeling too much pleasure? No, that last one didn't seem right at all. If nothing else, he was feeling more ─ just concentrated along the upper half of his length instead of being spread throughout the whole of it. Whatever the case, Charlemagne couldn't stop considering the other side of things. When he finally managed a question, it would be another curiosity following his normal modus operandi.

... Or not. Just when he thought something could pass his lips, Angelica expressed her confusion. Was this an act of sex, or one of torture? If Charlemagne had to assign one of the two, he could only call it some twisted, beautiful mix of both. "It's uh... intense. Intense is what it is," he admitted between gasps and moans. Eventually, as he struggled against those shadows keeping him from any level of movement, Charlemagne managed to remember his original intended question for Sakura. "So is this what you like? You could just say so if it is," he stated, earnestly wanting to know what each of the apparent women in his life desired.

[Apollymi]

The questions in Charlemagne's mind were quite different from the ones Sakura pondered. She was curious about how his mind was working, it was obvious he was still thinking, even as he struggled through sensation after sensation. It was quite glorious watching him try, she didn't know she'd find such a thing so amusing. She was fully understanding the habits of a few of her fathers in experiencing the flustered and unreasonable states of both Angelica and Charlemagne. Still it wasn't just Charlemagne and Sakura involved, there was an open amount of questioning happening as Angelica recovered, and when she did, Sakura's gaze shifted just a bit to take her in.

In fact, she'd not forgotten about the other lass, but had decided that she'd been roughed up enough for the time being and would only offer her softness. In the meantime, Charlemagne answered her question, speaking specifically of intensity. "It looks intense," Angelica replied but she was openly curious as she stared back at Sakura. "It is both, as is the case with most things, it doesn't have to be one or the other..." she explained of her own actions. "I wouldn't try and separate their aspects," she explained of herself. Mixing things up was the name of the game. Speaking of which, those heightened breaths and moans of Charlemagne made her shift her eyes back towards him. He seemed to be approaching an interesting point, and he questioned aloud whether this was what she liked. "What I like is complicated, Kazzun..." she explained. She leaned forward, the rise and fall of her hips becoming more shallow, allowing his cock restrained though it was to experience a gentle breeze along its moistened shaft as she lifted her hips a bit. She rubbed his tip against her inner walls, repeatedly, making her own breathing something much more intense but still she looked in his face. "It's not the sort of thing that can be discussed, it has to be experienced..." she explained. This was the truth. What she liked about her current torture act, was him trying and failing to figure it out. She liked watching his face as he tried to piece it together. She liked the idea of denying him his release as she helped him figure out how to manage himself, and she liked the idea of him taking charge, but only because he wanted to, not because she'd asked him to.

In truth, what she wanted was to experience the version of him that was confident in his actions, but one couldn't just place that on someone as they learned. No... it was the sort of thing that had to be experienced. And in truth she'd rather figure out what buttons to push to elicit the reaction she wanted, rather than tell him what she was looking for, it'd feel more organic to the situation that way. And thinking of it made her grin deviously. "You want to understand it right An-chan? Come... I'll explain it to you~" she offered Angelica. Knowing that Charlemagne's actions were limited but he'd started trying to move meant that she was on the right track. Angelica moved towards her as she rode Charlemagne and their lips connected. Sakura would slip her tongue into the other girl's mouth as Angelica closed her eyes and received directly information on the type of gratification that Sakura was looking for, and while she did this, she peeked to the side at Charlemagne's face, winking at him once more. What was a little secret between girls while she rode his cock to her own pleasurable flourish? Those actions would eventually cause her climax and the collapsing of her walls as she moaned her happiness into Angelica's mouth. Even so... if Charlemagne's body wished to do the same, it would find constriction in the form of that tentacle, staving off the sensation of relief for quite some time to come.

[Bloodedge]

Both Charlemagne and Angelica agreed that Sakura's current approach was intense. Charlemagne, for one, understood this from first-hand experience. "It's definitely that. Am I weird for liking it?" he wondered of his own mental state. Sakura had wrested all control from him, and though his body naturally resisted, there was a certain enjoyment he got from the exchange.

Speaking of Sakura, she confirmed her intentions of torturous sex just as Charlemagne figured she would. To be so frank about something like that had to be some sort of skill. Nevertheless, Sakura claimed she would not separate the two. He supposed that was one thing to consider a preference of hers... maybe. Still, he remained curious about her likes and dislikes ─ and the same could be said of Angelica's. No discussion would work, the girl insisted. That was almost depressing. On the other hand, she'd opened a sort of door that, once walked through, would change events to come. Charlemagne took some time to think... or at least, whatever time he had available while Sakura wasn't breaking his brain. Luckily, though the forward lean of Sakura had him feeling quite different to the norm, even the aeration of his cock couldn't keep him from thinking for too long.

Ah, and then there was an exchange happening between Sakura and Angelica ─ an oral one to be precise. Charlemagne watched the connection of their mouths intently, experiencing yet another physical response of throbbing below the waist as a result. Sadly, he could do little more than that. Just as he thought, that shadow tendril wrapping around his shaft limited any tingles felt to the confines of his balls. Instead of having anything well-up in his shaft, there was only a constant swelling. Such would only make the lad push against his restraints just a bit more while addressing his earlier curiosity. "So, let me get something clear... anything I do is fair game? Because that's what you get out of saying stuff like that. It's not normal for people to work that way, but I guess you were never going to be normal from the start."

[Apollymi]

Angelica and Charlemagne were being treated to a slightly more kinky version of sex than either of them experienced while alone with each other. Charlemagne chose to question if he was weird for liking the amount of intensity being presented by Sakura and Angelica would only think about it for a second before replying. "No. I don't think so, if I am being honest, being tied up earlier was sort of exciting..." she empathized. This shared bit of information was good for someone like Sakura as it gave her a framework to easily manipulating this pair. A smile crossed the white haired lass's face as she noted their preferences. Of course, this was mostly part of her thought exercise in general, but she'd offered Angelica a kiss and in such gave her a lot of information about the oddities she'd enjoyed seeing from Charlemagne.

Angelica received this information with her eyes widening and panting gently. Something about kissing Sakura seemed a great deal more intense than she'd realized a kiss could be. Perhaps it had something to do with the information playing out in her head which was all a bit steamy at best. By her own approximation, all Sakura admitted to in that information was liking for Charlemagne to take charge. She also enjoyed when he seemed to give up some of his ideations in pursuit of a specific desire. It seemed to her, that something like what happened at the end of the session she'd had with Charlemagne was what Sakura was looking for, and that the torture she was putting him though was meant to stress him into acting since he wouldn't normally? Yes, that was all that seemed to be saying to her. "That's... pretty intense, but I think it's manageable," Angelica finally said. A nod came from Sakura as she understood the lass's words but not fully her intentions there after. And in the meantime she was dealing with the swelling of a cock within her depths. She found her tempo increasing slightly even as Charlemagne struggled just a bit... what would his struggles bring him though? She wasn't quite sure, but now he was asking a question one which seemed direct but was also missing something. Her brows drew together as she bit her lip and processed what he meant and could have meant. "I can't directly think of anything you could want to do that I'd say no to, what I've understood of your desires says I can trust you..." Sakura expressed bluntly. "Though humans are weird sometimes but given how you are normally I feel like I can make at least a few assumptions about what you would and wouldn't do... in the confines of a sexual situation. So, yes... fair game." she said. She was pretty confident in the lad's ability to stay within their current realm of activity. In that moment, Sakura also swooned, her canal tightening as she sat back up and continued her ride even though the sensation of her orgasm, it was quite pleasant to feel as she moaned her happiness into the open air.

[Bloodedge]

If nothing else, Angelica didn't think he was weird. That was about the best ringing endorsement Charlemagne could ever get, considering there were few earnest opinions he held even nearly as high. "Oh, good. That was worrisome," he admitted further. So long as he wasn't some form of uncool degenerate for enjoying this turn of events, he could live the life of a happy deviant instead. Of course, there was also yet another thing going on that he wasn't being clued-in on.

Charlemagne's eyes narrowed curiously, his brow furrowing without intent. Angelica now knew what Sakura wanted, but he knew nothing at all. How very... "Uncool," the lad stated with a deep sigh. According to Sakura, she had faith that he'd never do anything she would disagree with. To Charlemagne however, there was one blaring reason that clause didn't make sense. The 'weirdness' attributed to humans went a bit farther than it was being given credit for, and Sakura's assumptions, while surely guided, surely couldn't take everything into account ─ many things hadn't even happened yet. "Uh-huh. Yeah, big problem with that. I don't even know what I could want to do in the next five minutes," he countered.

Frustration was building within Charlemagne's mind once more. At every turn, he found himself thinking that a simple conversation would make the world of difference in some scenario. As a man, Charlemagne was bound to enjoy himself fully regardless, so long as something was even rubbing against his dick long enough. The other side of the exchange was always hailed as something different ─ something that required effort, focus and a fuller experience. He was willing to try his best at offering that experience, but if no one was going to provide any answers and simply defer to him in another aspect of life... oh well. "Tch!" he scoffed. A peculiar glow shone in those crimson irises, but the physical effort of his body had already faded away. Something very different was stewing in Charlemagne's mind, unknowingly further enhanced the longer he had contact with the darker mana of Sakura. His breathing deepened not from exertion, but from an effort to stabilize his mind. What would come of it? Perhaps time would tell. . .

[Apollymi]

"It was for me too," Angelica agreed. First and foremost, she and Charlemagne were friends of the last thousand years. She was pretty good at reading his moods and more so than that.. fairly good at understanding the methods of his human thinking, even if she didn't quite feel them herself. One which moment would be made obvious as he stated that, something was 'uncool'. Such a claim usually came in specifically when he was left out or when he wasn't fully appreciative of something happening. In this case, she assume he didn't like being left out of the information that Sakura had just dropped into her brain. She'd only been around Sakura a little while, but seemed to understand the scientific nature of her brain made her a bit odd in social situations, even ones she seemed to be in charge of.

It was made even more obvious by the time he took in the things that Sakura had to say about her desires. He claimed he didn't know what he wanted to do in five minutes so she couldn't be trusting of him. Angelica gave this a bit more thought, and she understood something rather interesting. At the same time, it would be Sakura who managed to look confused post orgasm and look down into the face of Charlemagne. Though she quite enjoyed watching him think and seeing the gleam in his eye of that interesting color, this wasn't exactly what she was going for. The lad seemed to have lost that bit of extra fight and the desire to break free which would have given her the rest of what she wanted. Did she miscalculate? Her hips sunk down in that moment as she stared at the lad, perhaps she was wrong... but how? All the information she had available said this would work. "That's unexpected," she murmured as if a point of pure curiosity had risen.

Angelica for her part in this leaned over Charlemagne. "Easy, Chuck..." she said pressing her lips against his, she'd be the one to mediate this time, as she'd come in contact with him the previous day and knew his mentality about the weirdness of conversations lately. She kissed him gently allowing herself to sink into it and even add some tongue before she pulled away. "Chuck just wants to know what you're into so he can give you what you'd like. You can just tell him and still get the response you want. I know it doesn't seem like it should work that way, but apparently humans are really weird about stuff, Bradie told me that..." she said to Sakura who shifted her gaze towards the blonde girl's face. "She's not leaving you out of anything by sharing what she was doing with me, because she technically already told you, when she mentioned it was easier for her when you just acted. She meant that in the general sense, because she likes seeing your reactions. Watching you makes her feel... something. Not exactly happy that emotion is a bit weird. Whatever, that part isn't something I get, but the rest of it makes sense. Does that clarify things for both of you?" she asked of the duo as she looked at them, her bluntness in moments like these was technically very useful, Sakura found herself nodding gently.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne was content to sit for a bit, stewing in his own mind until he figured something out. This whole ordeal was far too strange, too... wrong. There was a continuous disconnect found between Sakura and himself, and he wasn't sure how to bridge that gap. Why were conversations so simple, and yet so difficult? She could always regurgitate a thousand tons of information, but when it was requested of her, she chose silence for reasons that weren't even explained. It was so very bothersome.

Lucky him ─ there was a certain Holy Princess who, despite living in a very different realm to the lad himself, always managed to keep him grounded. In this case, Angelica offered a few calming words before bringing their lips together. Charlemagne found immediate relaxation in spite of Sakura's continued movements, though 'relaxation' couldn't fully fit the bill once Angelica's tongue became involved. Naturally, his own tongue sought hers in response, stroking it lengthwise while oscillating slightly. Alas, Angelica caused separation shortly afterwards... though with great purpose. She spoke first to Sakura, explaining the male's perspective. Once that was out of the way, she spoke to him directly about Sakura's intentions. Suddenly, things he thought possible to make sense of, made no sense at all. If Sakura wanted him to act of his own accord, restraints were the definition of counterproductive. The rest, he could understand. She did technically tell him already, though in no direct way, the fact remained.

Charlemagne's deep breaths devolved into a single, extended sigh before his final response. Angelica wanted to know if her explanation clarified things... and it technically did. Still a bit closer to the 'annoyed' side of things, Charlemagne considered how his retort would be worded. "... Yeah, that clears up one thing: this whole plan doesn't make any sense! Again... communication! Besides, how am I supposed to do anything when I can't even move?" he ranted. A moment later, Charlemagne was exhaling once more. His eyes closed, and he had one more thing to say, blandly though it was. "Let me out."

[Apollymi]

A tongue kiss was first and foremost on Angelica's list. It would seem that Charlemagne was quite open to it, and more so than most she'd willingly accept this dalliance for what it was. It would seem that today, Angelica was who was needed to help ease the continued tensions between Charlemagne and Sakura. In truth, the differences between them were simply their level of extreme on either end of the spectrum they existed on. Angelica understood this and could easily offer her assistance.

Her first words to Sakura clarified Charlemagne's desires. Of course, that was quite odd to Sakura because it seemed quite odd to her that the answer to something like that would be so simple. What she'd already observed of Charlemagne and what they'd already talked about it, made it seem like the complexity of her thoughts surrounding him wouldn't be something he wanted to discuss. It was odd to her that it was summarized down to something which seemed so very unrelated. "Sou ka..." Sakura murmured seeming to understand though she didn't really understand how humans came to such decisions it was rather exciting. At the end of all that was said by Angelica, Charlemagne would claim that... communication was once again necessary and that Sakura's plan made no sense. Maybe it wouldn't to someone like him, but her observable information said it made perfect sense. "That isn't true you can always do whatever you feel like doing," Sakura mentioned casually, though that was all given his lack of concern for the extra information he didn't want. And soon after he was making a rather bland demand, he wanted to be let go. She could do that, nigh instantly the lad would find shadows releasing all parts of his body which had been held before. This included his cock which she found herself being careful of so as not to randomly drop herself down his full length. This was of course not because she couldn't take it, but because she didn't know what his aim was in this moment. "That might be true but he doesn't think about stuff like that," mentioned Angelica. She was the type to understand what kind of man Charlemagne was, he wouldn't have thought about using his magical prowess to overpower the goddess in the bedroom, not consciously... humans didn't think about sex as being magical, she was sure of this given their earlier conversations. Ah, but all that was fine, she was sure they could reach a combination of happiness soon enough.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura alleged that he could always do whatever he felt like doing. Such a ridiculous notion that was. Sure, he had whatever the Power of Order was, but moral codes existed for a reason. Never would he do something simply because he could; he'd only do what he thought was right. "Even if you can... that doesn't mean you should," he repeated an old quote, not even remembering which life/world it came from originally at this point. What Charlemagne needed was to settle his head; he needed calmness. As such, the newfound freedom of his body saw the lad lifting Sakura from his lap, rolling her aside to escape the bed entirely. For several moments afterwards, Charlemagne paced to and fro whilst rubbing both hands furiously through his hair. "Ugh!"

Why didn't it make sense? How could he make it make sense? This sort of thing was precisely what he'd been ranting to Angelica about the previous day, and here it was returning again already. Cock out and all, he kept pacing around the bedroom. Sakura's approach felt so off to him ─ manipulative even. A few simple words could have settled it all, but if anything would kill a mood, it was a colossal miscommunication like what they were presently dealing with. 'Why? Where did this huge gap come from? Father An? No, he's got nothing to do with that area... unless it's gotten to all the gods? No. No, Sakura's mom doesn't have any direct influence either. Damnit! I need it to work, but... stupid, stupid!' Suddenly, Charlemagne stopped moving in the middle of pulling his own hair. His own mental musings were starting to sound very familiar. Stupid, stupid Father, an old man once said. In recalling that, his head leaned back and once additional sigh passed his lips. "Screw it," he thought aloud. "Oh... thanks, Ang. You always know what to say."

[Apollymi]

Farther and farther. The more Charlemagne thought, the more steps apart he and Sakura gained. It was an interesting thing to see, though not at all the way Sakura wished to see it. It was odd, being lifted off the lad and gently placed to the side so he could remove himself from bed and pace. He seemed almost manic, pulling at his hair and making claims. According to the lad, being able to do something didn't mean doing that thing. That was a weird thing for him to say, Sakura's confusion would only grow by the moment. She looked to Angelica now beside her who... had only one thing to say. "That one is human. The good ones, they limit their actions as part of morality, regardless of their capabilities. They believe that acting too freely with powers in certain ways is immoral," she added for Sakura's still growing brain. A couple of days prior Angelica had to talk the lad down about the nature of sex as not a matter of complete morality. So then, was that statement meant for Sakura, should she not have been experimenting in the way she was? That didn't make sense, and this was now going in a way which oddly wasn't conducive to what she wanted. He'd been the one to tell her to do what she wanted, how were there now stipulations on that... "This is very complex," she murmured. She made several considerations and given his words wondered if her first reaction wasn't the right one to take, was it worth it to let this play out for a while before deciding to meddle in it directly? Maybe, there was also Angelica to consider in this, so perhaps she'd see what came of it, and add it into her thought processes for future experimentation? Yes, that seemed like a reasonable solution. Though in thinking about it this way, this kind of outlier of activity was exactly why she resisted doing simply what she wanted in the first place.

While Sakura thought over what she would be doing, Angelica peeked over at her out the corner of her eye. She smiled softly, she'd been there before, fretting over human interaction. Maybe it'd been easier for her, before sex was involved she had a pretty reasonable understanding of emotion and all, even while not knowing the difference between her and other humans. Still, the pacing of Charlemagne soon came to a halt. He let go of a minor exclamation and then thanked Angelica for knowing the right thing to say. "You're welcome, but I am not sure how much I'm actually helping here..." she offered honestly. While she might have kept this from bubbling over into a huge fight or disagreement that didn't stop the fact that the sex which they both knew to be fun before had been all but abandoned because they didn't understand each other. Angelica wouldn't claim to be an expert in getting people together or anything of the sort, but she was much less uncomfortable with both these people in the room than she could have been potentially. 'I wonder if this would have made more sense if the functionality of my soul was active?' Sakura wondered. Perhaps later she'd do something about that directly, but that seemed counterproductive to learning to be human. She sat up a bit straighter, crossing her legs at the knee and seeming to be in deep thought about something at the edge of the bed. She wasn't used to dealing with long term set backs...

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne paid no mind to Angelica's description about another human reaction ─ he was busy pacing with an overly-occupied mind at the time. Had he been more attentive, he may have agreed with the girl. One's moral code was part of their identity. Power itself was corruptive and led to mortals ceaselessly lording over one another and taking advantage of their own potential. In fact, he'd even seen and heard of that sort of behavior from gods. Perhaps then, the separation from Sakura had nothing to do with her divine status. Perhaps it instead had something to do with her age, and by association her lack of real life experience? Children were basically a bunch of little psychopaths running around until they gained understanding and empathy. What would a toddler with a computer brain and magical powers be like? Well... as he imagined one, it took the form of Sakura.

Angelica didn't know how much she'd actually done, but it was so much ─ all stretched over the past thousand years. In this particular case, she'd saved him a lot of trouble and an entire mental roller coaster, though another still stood in its wake. He couldn't begin to fathom where his mental state would be without that intervention. When Charlemagne moved again, it was Angelica he approached. He'd be seeking the rest of that short-lived kiss she initiated moments before, taking the blonde by the back of her neck, locking her in place as his tongue slithered between her lips. There wasn't much else that needed saying. He'd been meaning to ask Angelica something a bit earlier, before everything blew up... but perhaps action was the way to discovery with these weird divine beings. Either he'd find out the answer, or he'd gamble with no chips ─ one had to happen.

[Apollymi]

A toddler with a super computer for a brain was Sakura in a nutshell. It was why she had so much certainty in her own actions. The existing age difference between herself and those she'd chosen not withstanding, Sakura found the complexities of human morality to be something she wasn't prepared to deal with. Maybe it was because she spent the least time with her human father? Maybe there was the fact that she thought the idea that Angelica put forward was contradictory. Sakura found herself wondering about the nature of humans and morality. Morals she knew what those were but it wasn't something she needed to consider when acting. An idea of right and wrong simply didn't apply to her existence. The use of her own power wouldn't be a corruptive influence, she simply was the type of person she was... the idea that humans fell short of that made sense, they simply weren't firm enough as existences.

While Sakura pondered the long term difference between herself and humanity on the whole, Charlemagne made his way to Angelica. Lucky he was a man, that both the women he enjoyed were goddesses without truly human problematic behavior. Sakura thought nothing of him seeking Angelica, it natural to seek what completed you. And Charlemagne had been actively suffering his darkness and the dark influence of Sakura herself. Given this, his seeking of the light which was Angelica made a decent bit of sense. She'd also sought Angelica, still did, but now it was more a matter of clarity. Angelica for her part in this, was stationary on the bed and then rather suddenly had Charlemagne in front of her, his hand locked onto her neck and then... his tongue slithering into her mouth. Angelica moaned happily. She wasn't sure what brought about this particular shift, but she'd accept it just as she did all of Charlemagne's odd moods. With that pair occupying each other, there was a certain freedom within Sakura's brain space, she could work on sorting through observational materials and try to figure out why this particular experiment had gone wrong. There were a few variables, like Angelica, but she didn't consider that one a negative. Instead her approach was something odd... she couldn't tell why though. Deep thought would be necessary, so she stood, walking away from the bed, and leaving Angelica and Charlemagne to their continued exploration. A large throne like chair appeared in the same style she seemed to enjoy so much and she easily began watching the goings on with an almost vacant expression.

[Bloodedge]

Once his lips locked with Angelica's, a previously unknown tension began slowly leaving Charlemagne's muscles. On the other hand, however, it couldn't leave completely. No... tensions were growing, all funneling into his groin. His tongue sloshed about in Angelica's mouth ─ audibly so as salivation continued without halt. Even as a sloppier than normal kiss occurred between them, those glowing eyes never closed fully. There was... power. Power radiated from the lad's person as his need, his urge to find the status quo, forced him deeper into that strange state. This time however, he was fully conscious... even guided by it.

While Sakura abandoned the bed and effectively turned trio into duo, Charlemagne continued his forceful assault on the blonde's mouth. Angelica would eventually be seen at a 45 degree angle as he pushed against her body, holding her still by the back with that hand previously seen behind her neck. It was an abrupt moment that saw the lad pulling his lips away ─ just slightly. His tongue still hung from his mouth as a thick trail of saliva bridged them, even drooping instead of snapping when he spoke that question at last. "What about you, huh? Do you want me to do whatever the hell I want?" he inquired. His words were direct, but a certain foreboding accompanied them. Charlemagne's next actions were entirely determined by Angelica's retort, for better or worse.

[Apollymi]

Angelica soon enough found herself to be the center of attention once more. She thought she might gain some reprieve today, but it appeared that both Charlemagne and Sakura had similar eyes for the blonde goddess. Whatever the case, it seemed that Charlemagne lost the tension in his body, except for what was happening around his still exposed groin. Of course it was something like that, but Angelica was also fine with this and became most distracted. Her eyes came to a close as she found her mouth being thoroughly explored by the lad before her. It wasn't as rough as the end of their previous moments together, and instead she found herself easily wrapped up in it. Swapping saliva between their mouths.

She found her face heating up and her loins doing the same. So easy it was for them to find harmony that she doubted she could have done anything but enjoy. She didn't even register it being a problem that Sakura was just aimlessly watching as she processed her current string of thoughts. Still she'd be rather breathless as that string of spittle broke between them dropping down onto her breasts as she took a deep breath. Something about Charlemagne's current tone tickled her fancy deep inside. She had a new found appreciation for the desire of Sakura to let the lad do as he pleased, when he said it the way he was saying it now it sounded like a reasonable idea. "I um..." she gave it a bit of thought. "Full disclosure, when you say it like that... it sounds like it might be cool to let you try something," Angelica murmured. She was still blushing furiously but it was kind of open-ended. "Just uh... nothing too crazy. I don't have enough experience to honestly say I wouldn't slap you if something freaked me out," she offered the lad. Along with her general sex education lesson she'd seen a bit of what Sakura and Charlemagne had been up to while they were together and nothing she'd seen so far seemed to be outside of her understanding. "Uh, if it helps, I've seen most of what you've done with Sakura and I don't have any problems with that stuff," she finished up her sentences. She knew he was trying to figure stuff out, and she knew humans of his sort liked a limit or two, or at least a bridge. She didn't think about sex for fun until very recently but she could expect a certain amount of likeness between her and someone she was choosing to have sex with given the magical aspects of it. It seemed that before she was completely worked into any particular situation, Angelica still understood how to be mostly honest, she'd even warned him of her potential for violence so she felt she'd covered all potential bases.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne's eyes followed that line of saliva as it landed upon Angelica's bosom. Immediately afterwards, his gaze fixed on her eyes instead. What would her answer to his question be? It seemed fluster was the way to go for the blonde goddess ─ a bit of a stammer even starting her speech before some proper thought came forth. The way he asked made it sound like a good idea, she claimed. He could tell as much by the look on her face. "Yeah, I figured. Not important," he stated.

What was important to Angelica, it seemed, was that he not do anything 'too crazy'. Frankly, Charlemagne didn't have a clue what classified as such, but he supposed that answer would be discovered if he was slapped at some point mid-coitus. Already having that cherry-red face to gaze upon, he figured that wasn't much of a risk at all. In fact, anything was worth it for such a view, so Charlemagne went about placing a hand upon the goddess's breast and squeezing. She alleged that all he'd done with Sakura thus far was no problem at all for her. That was all so very ordinary; Angelica didn't even know half the things they'd done... unless she'd been told. "Most, huh? That's hard to believe," he claimed while the hand behind Angelica's back pulled her closer. She'd soon be pulled off the bed entirely, suspended in the air against Charlemagne's torso. His other hand left her chest to lift her leg against his side. That wasn't the end of his hand's journey, though. Once he secured Angelica's position, Charlemagne was prodding at both of her holes ─ slowly slipping his rod into her canal again whilst copying the process with his middle finger slipping into her anus. All the while, his gaze never shifted from the girl's face. "Did you see this?"

[Apollymi]

It seemed that at the very least Charlemagne was no longer questioning his attractiveness to the goddesses, which was a happy bit of knowledge for Angelica who'd seen the lad not understand her interest in him before. Moving on, it seemed that it didn't matter that she was considering giving him free reign over her body in the coming minutes. He seemed to realize that by her reactions. "Good to know," she said quickly cutting her gaze just a tad.

Of course, this wouldn't be all the happened, Charlemagne soon had his hand traveling down to her breast and squeezing. She moaned in response to that squeezing her nipple hardening in response. It seemed that he didn't believe she'd seen most of the actions he'd taken with Sakura, but what he couldn't know was how very honest and open Sakura had been upon finding out that Angelica didn't know a lot about sex. "Yeah..." she said thinking back on it, all of it was kind of steamy and always seemed quite intense, maybe that was simply how Sakura was... she supposed she'd be finding out whenever it became their turn to properly explore each other. But for now, she'd fully sink into Charlemagne. In this case she was being lifted into his torso. He was prodding both her holes now, one with his hand and the other with his cock. She couldn't help but feel excited her face reddening. She was asked a question had she seen this... not exactly, but there was something similar enough in their previous morning's activities. "Not this one exactly, but something like it..." she said remembering she'd seen his dick buried in Sakura's rear instead of his finger. Still, she moaned, happily. Both her holes seemed to be squeezing already as he prodded his way inside. Her face was still quite red, but now she was softly biting her lower lip and clinging to Charlemagne pressing their chests together as he buried himself within her.

[Bloodedge]

Angelica's averted gaze garnered even more of Charlemagne's attention. "Nowhere to go, princess," he said as if to imply her shift was an act of fleeing. Whether it was or not, well, it didn't matter. Charlemagne had a plan that would satisfy himself in more ways that even he realized. Squeezing his way through her vaginal walls and rectum simultaneously would only be the beginning, and hardly the focal point regardless of the lad's intentions.

As he lowered Angelica onto his shaft bit by bit, the blonde admitted to knowing quite a bit. Surely she hadn't seen what he was doing now, given her position at the time. If she'd seen something similar though, it meant she had likely seen everything. He'd have to keep that in mind, and perhaps try something without an out-of-body experience being the trigger. The way Angelica's rear put a strain on his finger during its entry, he might be able to sign himself up for the best thing ever. How strange; that wouldn't have normally been a thought for Charlemagne. No matter. "Something like it, eh..." he repeated. No further effort was spared in Charlemagne's effort to lower the lass. In a few additional moments, he reached her cervix and rested against it.

The work from that moment forward would be done by his middle finger, which pumped her puckered keister in such a way as to add phalanges in sequence. Once the count reached three, his full finger would be curling against her rectal walls as if searching during each pump ─ none of which managed to retract his finger at all. "And did you like it?" the lad asked, continuing the current topic of discussion. All the while, that additional satisfaction unknown to Charlemagne would begin as his desire manifested through that blue seal. One property of the thing called inmon was a triggerable state of supernatural arousal, similar to an animal's heat cycle. In this case, Order blended itself into the effect just slightly, influencing a state in the bearer that mimicked Charlemagne's earlier bouts with the current red-eyed state. Over time, Angelica would be subjected to that same sort of influence from within herself.

[Apollymi]

Nowhere to go? Yes, that seemed to be the story of Angelica's life since she was summoned to the Nexus this time. She'd been tied up, and now she was being held captive, even her gaze was apparently not to be altered according to Charlemagne. "I'm not running... I'm... thinking," she claimed in minor outburst. Well that was true, she was thinking, mostly about how very erotic all of the situations had been today, and presently the idea that being called princess in this particular case was nice. So nice, in fact that she felt her core tighten around its invader. It was a lot to deal with.

And it wouldn't be stopping any time soon. What was more, the confession that she'd seen all that Sakura and Charlemagne had done, apparently fiipped some sort of switch in the lad's mind. He abandoned any real idea of restraint. Her body was lowered the rest of the way onto his cock and she found herself shuddering at the sensation of him resting against her womb's entrance. It was quite different knowing what it could feel like and instead feeling the tingle of sensation which would hint at the future to come which wasn't there yet. She almost wanted to pout, but it was far from uncomfortable. She nodded her head in answer to his almost rhetorical half question, she'd seen the inverse of what they were doing now, and she had no problems with it... but that wasn't all.

What was more, his finger buried within her rear didn't stop working at all. It seemed to be diving deeper in depth by the second as he questioned whether she'd liked what she saw. As for if she liked it, well the quiver in her rear was likely enough of a tell, but she was also a very honest individual. Watching Charlemagne take charge in that situation and seeing him through Sakura's eyes in the moments in which they were engaged, she was quite sure she liked what was happening, even as herself. "Yeah, it looked pretty cool..." she moaned as her hips began to shake against him. She was already latched onto his person, her body seeming to want to seek more. There was something else happening though as well, she seemed to be reaching a higher temperature and the mark on her womb, seemed to be glowing with a relaxing but stirring heat. It made her loins a bit slicker and her movements a bit less controlled as if she intended to begin movements herself while she was held up like this.

[Bloodedge]

"Thinking?" Charlemagne's questioned. For a moment, he seemed legitimately curious even as he rested within the girl and pressing that finger into her rear. His head tilted, eyes peeled open, and a question soon to be asked already visible within them. "About what?" he asked. Angelica's physical reaction to the way he addressed her was obvious, if nothing else; it was quite easy to feel her tightening in response to such specific stimuli. One could almost say those moments had their own special intensity, feeling just a bit different than it did when caused by movement.

No complaints were lodged about Charlemagne's lack of hip movement, nor his avoidance of Angelica's womb. Perhaps she found some enjoyment in these decisions, or perhaps she simply hadn't voiced anything yet... or, perhaps the movements of his finger were enough. Time would tell, he supposed. Whatever the case, the sphincter around Charlemagne's finger belied an enjoyment of the sensation itself. As for what he and Sakura had gotten into in an earlier session, and Angelica's thoughts on the matter... Angelica claimed it looked cool. "Cool, huh..." he muttered blandly. Charlemagne could take that response as neither the best nor the worst reaction, though it clearly leaned toward the former to some extent. Most interesting however, was Angelica moving in a way that caused him to grind against her cervix while that finger continued its wormlike exploration of her rectum. Angelica was self-lubricating for reasons surely beyond Charlemagne's conscious efforts, but he was none too privy to that. Still, those mobile hips required his attention. "What are you doing?"

[Apollymi]

"Yep," she responded to the question of thinking. She'd not missed the purity of Charlemagne's curiosity but she didn't know whether she felt up to answering it. It might have gone a bit against her nature to do so, but she was also still reacting to his every movement. "How my interpretation of things changes based on who says them," she managed sheepishly. The truth of the matter was, she was certain that Charlemagne could call her princess and Sakura could as well and it would receive a similar reaction from her. This was all in spite of the fact that she didn't normally enjoy the moniker. Life was a confusing thing, but perhaps that was fine as well.

At the same time, while no complaints had been voiced, the nature of their current position and the near tingling sensation of her inmon wasn't something she was fully prepared to deal with. At the moment her gentle movements began and she, much like Sakura was incidentally moving to make something happen, even without thinking about it her desires seemed to be coming to the forefront. "Yes cool..." she said seeming to have understood how such a statement could be taken in the moment. She would have to further explain later that she'd only been shown things, and Sakura had avoided allowing her to have the sensations which went along with it. No, instead she found herself searching for her own enjoyment by a combination of factors, one of which Charlemagne himself question. He wanted to know what she was doing... and she was already beginning to move at the hips by her own volition. Just because he hadn't moved didn't mean she couldn't there was no implication of that. "Moving... it feels right to do..." she said honestly. She couldn't have explained the building desire given the fact that she was currently being occupied physically without any movement but didn't seem like something that should need an explanation. "Why? Does it look like something else?" she asked in a straightforward manner. She was being rather direct in her own approach even while not understanding the pull her body was presenting herself with, she moved her hips not pushing him any deeper but experiencing sex the way she had the first time. It was still very enjoyable, and had the addition of Charlemagne's finger in her rear.

[Bloodedge]

There was some small amount of deflection on Angelica's side, but it seemed she was indeed thinking of something. She made the very recent discovery that some things, when presented by certain individuals, could be received differently. Given the context of that claim, he could easily figure out that it had everything to do with the 'princess' remark from moments before. Thinking about the intended future, however, he couldn't let that one sit for very long. "Don't get used to that one," he advised. Technically speaking, Angelica couldn't classify as a princess whilst being the wife of an emperor. That was something to work out later, however, as the entire position of emperor was in question as Charlemagne was concerned.

No matter. Most imperative at present was not Angelica's proper title, but instead her choice of movement. Rather, a response to his question was simply... moving. She continued to do so, never breaking stride or causing any additional developments. Even as her demeanor shifted slightly, a status quo seemed to be in place. "It doesn't look like anything else, obviously... but something feels different," he stated. Maybe some alteration to the physical nature of their encounter was having an effect on him? That could have been it, at least in Charlemagne's opinion. Regardless, nothing was going to make him stop, and it seemed Angelica would be having none of that anyway.

[Apollymi]

Angelica was told not to get used to her strange understanding of liking to be referred to as princess. She scoffed outwardly, "I don't need that kind of advice, Chuck. You of all people aren't about how to change how you talk to me when you're feeling...cheeky," she decided that last word was the right one. She knew Charlemagne well enough to know that the lad would probably keep referring to her as princess even if her title officially changed. It wasn't as if her demeanor would change just because she gained something, no... she'd remain the same as she ever was with no real doubts surrounding her person.

More important than this though, was the new and constant movement of her hips. She seemed to be quite enjoying it, even as Charlemagne continued to observe. He claimed it didn't look like anything different than what it was... that was good. Still, he claimed it felt different. She could only scoff once more. "Of course it feels different, you're not moving... leaving stuff to other people changes a lot, Chuck," she claimed from her own point of view. True enough, she was at least enjoying the sensation of determining how he rubbed along her insides. Her own movements seemed to be gaining a bit of fervor as they went on, but she'd still not bothered broaching the threshold at the end of herself, even while knowing it was a good possibility. No, it seemed like something she'd quite enjoy if she worked up to it. Sakura's idea was a good one, even if Charlemagne saw her actions oddly, and though he'd even moved to emulate them in some ways, he seemed not to understand truly. Her own desires weren't being determined by her mind, but by her loins and as such she was following without much forward thought. Just more movements becoming steadily less gently nudging the lad around inside her depths while occasionally causing him to rub against the entrance to her womb. That sensation was so good, it was even amplified by that finger in her rear, which while she wasn't purposefully abusing did seem to be a reliable enough presence to get a few more reactive hip movements out of her. All the while, there was heat and pressure, building and building... until such a point, where her aim would be, to orgasm, specifically when that happened, her aim would be to slam down causing the entrance into her womb and the full depth of that finger, irrespective of everything else.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, who's to say? I'm not even the same person I was a few days ago," Charlemagne argued. Even he didn't know what would change and what would remain the same within his own mind. Each day since that initial fall, he continuously felt like he was becoming something different. It was sometimes a matter of transitioning moments, and other times a matter of sleeping and waking. Charlemagne could easily become a whole new man in five minutes, as far as he knew. Of course, there were some caveats. He felt that way, but it was only due to the extremes from his own baseline. There were occasional dips into some personality of Father An's life, some influences from the power of Order, and some darker leanings that weren't original to his personality ─ he couldn't even tell the difference at times. Soon enough, however, all would become normal... whether Charlemagne knew that or not.

He wasn't moving; that was the excuse given by Angelica for the 'different' feeling Charlemagne mentioned. No, it surely had nothing to do with that, even though he didn't know the precise reason. "No... it's not that," he said. Something specifically felt different about Angelica, and separately within himself. Pinpointing the cause was annoying even as a thought, so Charlemagne decided against doing so. All he did was continue those pumps of his middle finger into Angelica's rear, but lo... Angelica herself had something else in mind soon enough. In due time, the Holy Princess lowered herself in such a way as to take Charlemagne into her womb and force the full insertion of his finger as well. Charlemagne hadn't intended to speak again just yet, but the brief gasp caused by air catching in his throat could have been the start of an interjection. Of course, it was no such thing ─ he was simply taken aback by the sudden shift. One could note as much by the small amount of leakage now entering Angelica's womb again. . .

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne claimed to be a different person since his transition into the lower world. Because of this he claimed one couldn't say the things that she'd just. Another scoff left Angelica at that notion. If anything his more recent reactions to things said he was very much himself but perhaps he didn't understand. "You're as much yourself as you want to be, Chuck," she claimed. In truth her observations of him the last few times she'd seen him, said he was as much himself as he always was, maybe with a bit of extra added in, but that was for him to mediate or figure out.

What didn't need to be figured out however was how she was going to work in sexual situations. No matter the thing she couldn't pinpoint, Angelica was going to continue to move forward, blazing ahead, with some sort of desirous abandon. And in this case, the insertion she forced into her uterus seemed to contribute to a rather sudden convulsion of her loins around this lad's still unmoving shaft. Just the same that finger of his was also forced quite a bit deeper into her rear. She squealed and swooned this sort of randomly abrasive entrance was indeed worth it. She'd call it... dynamic if she had to describe it as anything. That splash, of semen within her was also something she noticed. "I don't know what you're looking for, but that's pretty great yeah?" she asked, as she caught her breath. She began moving properly. It was like the first orgasm was enough to kick start her brain. She began moving with a bit more urgency as she grinned happily. She sat up, and pecked the lad's lips as she began coitus with more purpose than Charlemagne currently had. Perhaps he'd begin moving properly or maybe he wouldn't it didn't really matter, she could do it herself, and wanted to, now that the fire in her womb had been fed, it seemed to be growing rapidly.

[Bloodedge]

One more thing was said for the sole purpose of being ignored by Charlemagne. He did a great many strange things, but he would not be adding mid-coitus psychoanalysis to the list. Of course, he was also trying to figure out what this strange sensation was, but that was something far beyond a normal chat at family dinner. What was he looking for? He didn't know. Maybe he wasn't even actively searching at all, past everything going on between the pair. Maybe there was just another thought in the recesses of his mind ─ something he wasn't conscious of. Maybe Sakura wasn't so inactive after all, and it had something to do with another intervention of hers.

No matter the cause for this oddity, Charlemagne had a specific goal to chase. Now nestled within Angelica's womb and rectum by her own machinations, he found things a bit... beyond expectation, in a way. There were no issues to be found, however; it remained a positive turn of events... if a little bit forceful. "I don't know what I'm looking for either, but yeah... it doesn't matter anyway," he eventually said, just before having his lips silenced by Angelica's briefly. Her movements began anew irrespective of his own involvement. It almost seemed she was being driven by something, and not in the typical way. Maybe his new physical attributes were to blame? Yes, that could be it. Whatever the case, that sense of urgency was contagious. Charlemagne couldn't keep himself from moving forever, as his hips were taking action of their own in response to Angelica's shifting. It wasn't much of an effort initially, but he seemed to be catching up to pace while kept relatively in position as his head was effectively lodged.

[Apollymi]

The things going on between this pair of individuals technically wasn't being directly influenced by any outside source. Though far to caught up in her own mental musings to comment properly, Sakura wasn't actually interfering in what was going on between Angelica and Charlemagne. She was far too busy sorting though what she knew about humans to figure out the issue Charlemagne saw with her behavior and those like her. She was far from a true answer, and as such she was still busy processing. Still, what she'd done already was likely contributing since, Charlemagne had neither the magical senses or knowhow to actively manipulate the inmon. It was instead functioning as intended, making the pair act on their desires regardless of their hang-ups and lack of understanding. This was technically much easier to achieve when one wasn't actively fighting against themselves but humans seemed to want to argue with their natures far too much.

Beyond this point there was now a bit more activity. While Charlemagne wasn't ready to do a deep dive into his psyche mid-coitus, he might eventually learn it was a far more natural time to do so than any other. Ah, but that wouldn't be a lesson learned today. Today he and Angelica were coming to an agreement. Finally past the barrier of her womb, the lad seemed to gain a bit of vigor. Or rather Angelica's new sense of urgency seemed to infect the lad. They were both soon moving more ably, and Angelica was fully taking advantage of Charlemagne's physique, seeming to assume he'd be capable enough regardless of any previous implied limitations. A little shifting was added on Charlemagne's part, and they began to move again. Angelica's hips were shifting, up and down and round and round. Never much stimulating deeper reaches but seeming to be exactly the same. "Good, 'cause, I feel really ready for this suddenly~" she claimed about the activity at large. Her movements gained a bit more vigor as she kept them up, busying herself with kissing along his face and neck as if to encourage him to catch all the way up to her current needs.

[Bloodedge]

As per her own words, Angelica was seeming a bit more... ravenous than he could have anticipated. Charlemagne took no issues with this development, strange though it was to see. In his current state, no difference was made. Well, that wasn't quite true. There was a difference, but it was a bit more progressive than anything Charlemagne would have come up with a few days prior. Angelica's aggressive hips were eventually caught-up to by Charlemagne, and then... there was evolution.

Charlemagne found himself retracting his finger from the goddess's rear, deciding in a moment to take hold of her bottom with a firm grip of both hands. In doing so, he was easily able to influence the blonde's movements between squeezes and lifts. Charlemagne appeared mindless, yet he was anything but. He was entirely conscious of his every action, whether premeditated or otherwise. Here and now, there was no true trance overtaking the lad as he lifted and retracted, lowered and thrusted, squeezed and released for an overall ramp-up in vigor that bordered true aggression. All the while, he had only one response for the lass. "Me too, Ang. I even had an idea," he mentioned.

[Apollymi]

Evolution was on the horizon for the pair of Angelica and Charlemagne. Though neither would have an explanation for their current feelings both would easily find themselves fully devoted to the activity they shared. Though Charlemagne currently lacked the personality blankness Sakura had shown in her memories, he did have instead a more reactive approach to what was being done by Angelica. Overall it could only be considered a good thing, especially with their current activities.

The finger which had been ravaging Angelica's rear hole was removed. Replaced instead, by hands firmly gripping her rear. He was currently controlling her movements a bit more himself. The previously wild movements of her body were changed, to ones with specific movements which she enjoyed. She easily fell in like with his current desire and found herself succumbing to the change of his tactics. Whatever the case, while she kissed his face and neck, Charlemagne claimed to have an idea. Her hips continued to move with his vigorous ramp up and she questioned this idea. "An idea, do tell~" she teased gently. She doubted the lad's ability to come up with something she'd say no to, but she still reserved the right to do so. His sharing of the idea he had would help them both, especially as she was now squeezing at his manhood with every stroke he created. His hand movement having encouraged her quite a bit she could feel him a bit deeper and was currently red faced and moaning into the side of his neck as her hips moved seemingly without care.

[Bloodedge]

The application of Angelica's lips to his face and neck had been a prime motivator in his evolved tactics. Just the same, it contributed to his train of thought that had been so recently broached. Charlemagne had a grand idea that would bridge a gap he and Angelica had yet to even glance at. Alas, a change was required... and that didn't quite feel right. "Not yet," he said as immediate response to Angelica. He may have been the one to mention it, but he wouldn't be giving details just yet.

As he recalled, an arrangement had been made a few minutes before. She'd agreed to whatever whims he had, threatening harm or otherwise if she found something unappealing. Since she made clear how much of his interactions with Sakura had been shared, however, Charlemagne was quite sure no issues would arise when his plan was enacted. Ah, but there were more important matters at hand. He first thought to continue pumping away at her womb, as it seemed quite distasteful to stop a climb of any sort midway. "After this one," he stated. Once more, he'd ensure Angelica climaxed before any sort of shift took place. Charlemagne's arms and hips kept a continuous, unchanging pace as he freely succumbed to ecstasy for the time being... eventually finding a reason to sink his teeth into Angelica's shoulder as if it would alleviate the tension welling up in his own body. Where did that thought even come from? He didn't have a clue.

[Apollymi]

Apparently Charlemagne wouldn't be giving an immediate answer to his thoughts. That didn't stop what was happening though, and Angelica didn't have any immediate arguments to lodge. She was after all, far too busy leaving kisses and gentle licks around the lad's face and neck. Just the same her still moving hips, and Charlemagne's control of the situation meant that she could continue her activities without thinking too much about them.

Ah, but it wasn't just this, there was that building pressure, ever so intense. She would have been fine with it, and known what to do with it when it broke out. Little goose flesh was appearing along her skin as the movements of her hips seemed to send a drop into the bucket that was her bliss. How long would it be until it ran over. "One more huh... the wait might not be that..." she'd been about to speak more. Between the uses of her tongue and mouth she was more than ready to find out what else Charlemagne would be offering. He'd claimed before he was from a different world and maybe he knew some things she didn't... she supposed she'd be finding out soon enough. How soon? Well, that random bite delivered to her shoulder was unlike anything they'd ever done together before. It wasn't violent enough to break the skin, but it was indeed enough extra sensation to send her canal into convulsions. It sent chill through her body and directly to her loins which pushed over that bucket sending her into the frenzy of climax without much additional work being required. Her hips wouldn't be moved of her own accord as she moaned into the side of Charlemagne's neck. It was quite enjoyable this method of sex she'd never experienced before.

[Bloodedge]

Though Charlemagne gave no verbal explanation of his plan, answers would be given in due time regardless. Those answers would remain silent ones, however. Angelica offered an announcement regarding the wait, though her clause was incomplete. Regardless, he picked up the meaning with ease. At the dawn of their next activity was something neither of them had previously experienced, but first...

A few lifts here, a few pumps there, and that bite unexpected by even Charlemagne himself ─ all accumulated into the moment he was waiting for. He felt that all too familiar clamp and an accompanying wetness that could mean only one thing ─ especially when paired with Angelica moaning against his neck the way she was. Just as she stated, there wasn't much of a wait at all. With that being the case, it was nigh time for Charlemagne's idea to reach fruition. "... Long?" he questioned through labored breaths, assuming the end of Angelica's earlier sentence as his movements slowed to a halt. Charlemagne's plan would be put into action without further wait. He lifted the goddess, breaking their connection and first turning her horizontally in his arms. "That'll do. Now... ready?"

With that question on the proverbial table, Charlemagne continued turning Angelica until she was vertical again... though this time, he'd turned her upside-down. Angelica would find her head floating just above his tool while he held her by the back, leaving her legs to rest against his shoulders. In this manner, he had a direct line of sight to her moist crevice. Though lacking both knowledge and guidance, it felt quite natural to present his tongue to that slit as if aiming to separate its fleshy folds via his own effort.

[Apollymi]

There was a sweet release for Angelica one she wouldn't fully recover from for a few moments yet. Damned be the moments of relaxation though. Charlemagne chose the moment to finish her incomplete sentence. All the while she was catching her breath waiting to try and speak. "Ah... yeah... something like that..." she murmured. Of course she couldn't help but simply enjoy herself. And now with reddened face she found herself near squirming as Charlemagne withdrew from her sex and asked her if she was ready. "Yeah, I'm ready you can..." she was going to tell him to put her down but... He didn't seem to apt to do this before, but he did mention having an idea. She assumed given his words it involved a positional change, but much to her surprise he didn't simply put her down and have her take a new position.

No, she was simply rearranged. Removed from his rod and rotated 180 degrees. She squealed not expecting to be manhandled in such a way, but also coming to terms immediately with enjoying the new impractical strength of the once human young man. To her, it was simply that he was living up to the potential of all those muscles he had. What was more by the time she opened her eyes, she found herself looking down upon his newly acquired cock. Fresh from her own insides and slathered in a combination of their juices. It was kind of intimidating if she was being honest. Still, she couldn't help but lick her lips, she found herself wandering over the idea of exploring it with her mouth and she was suddenly salivating. And just as Charlemagne thought it natural to use his tongue to part her folds... she found the natural inclination to let her tongue dangle from her mouth and drag along the flesh of his shaft. Of course, this would be interrupted by a moan, as the feeling of tongue against the flesh of her sex was something completely foreign and wholly new to her. "Whoa!" she managed to moan as those thighs of hers tightened over his shoulders. It would be this exclaimation which made Sakura finally stop focusing on the myriad of thoughts she was connecting enough to bring her attention properly back to the pair in front of her. This change in position was interesting and beyond that seemed quite far outside of the norms of Charlemagne's ideologies, but... she'd been paying attention and it was his idea. "Sou sou... that is a very interesting way to do that," she commented almost absently, now she was once again intently watching. She had the necessary conclusions to move on from and as such she could easily do her next set of experiments and hopefully gain much better results.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne hadn't given much, if any, opportunity for an agreement before flipping Angelica around. After all, she had already consented in a separate, blanketed arrangement. This was something to be done in the heat of a moment, though perhaps it had come a bit late in Charlemagne's mind. In his understanding, it was an act of foreplay ─ something to precede penetration of any sort. That didn't really matter to him here and now. He had a whim, and he was choosing to follow it through. Such was the true way of adventure, he supposed.

Moving on though, that initial lick of Charlemagne's had the goddess offering a very different reaction to what he'd expected of late. She'd offered no negative commentary, and in fact had her legs press more into his shoulders however, so Charlemagne assumed it to be a positive response. With that in mind, his tongue remained in place ─ billowing in its movements like ocean waves as its tip continually flicked over that little hill amidst the valley. He realized Angelica had made no personal moves from her position. Perhaps he'd managed to distract? What a wonderful thought; he'd be keeping that one to fuel his own efforts.

[Apollymi]

There wasn't much of a break between consent and llterally being rotated around. It was an interesting position to be in, in truth, but there was also the added distraction of Charlemagne himself. Though he didn't know what he was doing as a matter of practice, it seemed he was capable enough at it to keep the goddess in his care distracted. Currently his tongue was moving in wave like patterns against the apex of her sex. She was feeling little jolts of sensation repeatedly which would have made her squirm except she was currently being held in a way which prevented it. Though she'd not gotten to the tongue lashing she'd wanted to give out, she did find herself a bit caught up in the pleasurable sensations, enough that there was a small line of saliva dripping from her tongue onto the skin of his shaft.

From a standpoint of pure speculation, giving mana was supposed to feel good, it made sense that offerings of the self shouldn't be detrimental. Admittedly this seemed like quite an odd way to take, but, it wasn't one she'd argue with. Just the same, Sakura watched with newfound fervor. How long would it be before, Angelica struck back? Surely, she didn't intend to let Charlemagne get away with distracting her? Or maybe she did, Sakura could say from observation that such a thing could be considered the pinnacle of distraction, which was quite odd when one considered that it would also be the easiest way to share information through mana between two individuals. Hm, more observations would be required, but for now, she could see it. After that little bit of drool the movements of Angelica's tongue finally started from about the halfway point up Charlemagne's shaft towards the glans. She'd be taking her time doing this, while relishing in the twitching sensations her loins were giving her.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne had all the motivation needed to keep himself going, whether she got around to her half or not. Actually, he could easily consider this choice a first experience that could have occurred much sooner in life. The flavor of buttercream coated his tongue with every lap. He didn't have a chance to experience it before, or perhaps he just didn't realize... but this must have been what Sakura was talking about before.

Speaking of realizations, Charlemagne felt something that wasn't quite a tongue or mouth... though it was certainly connected. A warm, wet feeling cascaded over his shaft, causing a few unintended twitches prior to, and during, a more solid sensation that could only belong to Angelica's tongue. Those twitches became outright throbs then, while Charlemagne remained relatively silent at the other end. Silent was the operative word, of course, as his breathing had intensified once more ─ warm air from his nose and mouth swept over the goddess's undercarriage. All the while, Charlemagne's tongue kept stretching further and further, slithering its way through here folds in a seemingly hungry attempt to reach her canal. Previous lashings against Angelica's nub were instead taken up by the underside of his tongue at the time.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne seemed to be taking great care in his constant lapping at Angelica's nether. Whether he intended to or not, he was definitely giving her a brand new and somehow enticing experience. It was enough initially to keep her from moving, but eventually the movements of the girl managed to become something more than just the dripping of saliva from her mouth. Her tongue had begun lashing and when it did she was treated to more surprising antics.

A small squeal left her as a sigh into her folds seemed to grant an unknown warmth aside from what she was already feeling internally. Additionally Charlemagne's motions never stopped. His intensified breathing and the stretching of that tongue towards her hole, made her wonder if she shouldn't be doing more, so eventually that tongue reached the tip of his manhood and swirled around it and then her mouth closed around it as well. It seemed most natural to send his pipe towards something which would fit it. What she knew of sex of all non-normal sorts she'd learned from Sakura so she knew it could fit, but still couldn't really imagine it. Just the same, she'd take him into her mouth quite a bit until he reached the back of her throat. The only thing that would bring a gentle stop to her was her own moaning which happened as he progressed forward. Just the same Sakura seemed to be absorbing the position for what it was worth as a spectacle. Hm, perhaps her observations weren't so very learning based now, as she'd begun watching purely because she liked the imagery in front of her. She felt no shame in this and gave her full and unabashed attention.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne's efforts were not what one might call... reserved. Though he was but a newborn in the art of cunnilingus, his approach was without reprehension as his tongue slid further and further forward. Angelica's folds were spread by the dragging of his bottom lip, and eventually kept that way by... his chin, of all things. At no point did Charlemagne even think to retract a single part of himself, leaving the entire bottom half of his face to involvement. He realized Angelica was beginning a more conscious effort on her end, and motivation toward responding to said effort came quickly.

Luckily for Charlemagne, he'd already gained some experience dealing with the oral machinations of a goddess. Under any other circumstance, the initial application of Angelica's tongue would have brought about some hesitation in his own behavior, and feeling soft lips close around his glans would have caused a full stop. This was not the case today, even as the blonde inhaled him deeper into her mouth and, by the end of that inhale, her throat as well. Such freedom allowed him to actually reach Angelica's canal with his tongue, while the minor movements of his chin happened to brush over her lovebud at consistent intervals ─ seemingly not in any intentional manner at all, but as a consequence of placement.

[Apollymi]

There was no space given and no breaths taken, Charlemagne seemed content to drown himself in Angelica's loins. And to his credit the sensation of his lower face and tongue prodding at her folds and holding them in the positions he desired was, titillating. More of those moans would have escaped the mouth of the blonde lass but she was quite distracted and her mouth was quite full. Instead only a gentle few grumbles would be heard as she went to work devouring his cock.

Much to her own chagrin there was no real pause from the lad, but it made sense. Unlike her this wasn't a completely new activity for him. Still she couldn't stop the fullness of her mouth and the naturally occurring swallowing motions as her breaths travelled along his length. Each imploring motion of his tongue seemed to bring some kind of swirling motion to his shaft and a vibration to his glans. It was far from a practiced technique on the part of Angelica as well. She didn't even understand the purpose of taking mana like this before it was explained to her earlier, though she was casually aware that all places that could accept mana would do so naturally. Whatever the case, she could feel that building pressure in her loins and it was only pushed urged forward by the advancements of Charlemagne. The lad would eventually find his tongue flowing with the buttercream flavor of her mana as she crested, her legs tightening around his head and her own movements once again coming to a stop.

[Bloodedge]

As he went about drowning himself between the blonde goddess's legs, Charlemagne felt yet another compulsion. He'd been having such things quite frequently of late, but few had been like the present. This particular compulsion was one of a more physical nature, his hips moving of their own accord the more Angelica sent waves of pleasure through his shaft. A thrusting into Angelica's throat occurred without so much as a thought from the lad, but even after realizing what he was doing, he only kept the pace intentionally. It only became easier to do so while an influx of buttercream-flavored juices were flowing onto his lower face and tongue, all to be consumed with the thirst of a desert-dweller.

While a pair of youngsters were delving into each other's unmentionables, the ever-observant Sakura received a visitor of her own. On the arm of her throne sat none other than Mugen, who manifested to her as a phantasmal being due to a spiritual/mental connection he seemed quite fond of forging. He sat casually as ever, joining Sakura's observation of... what seemed to be a rowdy pair of teens learning one another's bodies. "Oh? What an interesting place and... an equally interesting sight. I'll have to find out what your mother thinks of that one," he mused, a cheeky grin on the demon's face as his head tilted for a better view. "How's your trip going? I've been a bit too busy for full observation since I found that Spirit woman."

[Apollymi]

Truly an act of aggression was taking place between Angelica and Charlemagne. The spillage from the body of Angelica was sucked up while her entire slit was being devoured like she was the best meal of the day. At the same time, the lad's hips had started helping his cock work inside her mouth and throat. She took no issues with this and it actually made a lot of the experience much easier, though she was still upside down and a bit crazed. Ah, but this was fine, as long as he could hold her up this way, they could continue onwards. She'd continue allowing her tongue to lash against him as he moved in and out of her mouth and tease him with the warmth and wetness of her throat. Just the same, she had no idea what she was doing, but assumed since they hadn't stopped it was going quite well.

Sakura was soon, not watching this whole situation as alone as she might have normally been. While she watched quite entranced, there was an additional presence sitting on the arm of her little throne. She didn't move her eyes as she knew the feeling of the person sitting next to her. Still a gentle smile spread across her face as the man began speaking. "When I first saw it, I thought it might be something you'd enjoy... Oyajii," Sakura murmured. She was quite used to this sort of thing and would carry on a conversation with her father's spiritually connected shadow as she would have normally. "This place was apparently what the inside of An-chan's place. It's quite nice, the gardens are also nice. It's interesting that Ojii-chan kept it," she mentioned casually as she did everything else. Much like her, the man at her side was appraising the position, though he had questions to ask of her and would thus be available to answer hers as well. She'd give consideration to her father's question before answering. "The trip itself seems to be going quite well. Though humans are far too confusing..." she summarized her current problems. "I noticed your influence on her and I guess hers on you," she said of Martha while her eyes shifted slightly to the side to witness her father's shift in spiritual density. She knew when her father interacted with people but that was simply a matter of understanding mana.

[Bloodedge]

As no negative reaction came in response to his thrusting, even when it became something purposeful, Charlemagne easily assumed Angelica and Sakura were of a similar mind. He'd experienced this once before, when Sakura woke during his deviant antics. What he found when diving deeper into a goddess's throat was not the expected and infamous gagging, but instead... invitation. He found an active tongue that lavished his shaft even as he dove impossibly deep into someone's gullet. This time, he even found a build-up of moisture in the loins of his target ─ as evident by Charlemagne himself basically drinking Angelica's fluids without ever running low. What a strange life he'd found himself in lately. . .

Ah, but he was the only person within the Nexus who found these things strange. Even Mugen, a new viewer to the debauchery occurring between two youngsters, had nothing but interest in how they were performing services for one another. The Goddess of Arcane Wisdom would find herself quite busy soon enough ─ of this he was sure. "You were right about that. I'm sure your mother will enjoy it as well... once she recovers," he said. The demon's spirits were high as always, so he took a very relaxed approach to sitting at Sakura's side and observing her spouses' actions. Strange however, was her current lack of involvement. "An-chan? Is that the girl over there? Damn. I always figured you would be the absolute owner of a harem," he mused absently. "Why aren't you over there?" he asked. Sakura claimed the trip was going well thus far, but also noted the strangeness of humans. Mugen knew of those oddities all too well, both as a culprit and as a bystander. "Humans are only confusing because you haven't lived with them long enough. Something you should understand is that, even among gods, goddesses, demons and everything else out there, your existence is the most confusing to everyone but us. You'll all confuse each other, until... you don't."

[Apollymi]

The invitation into Angelica's throat wasn't one to be ignored. The movements of her tongue would belie a certainty that she couldn't have expressed. It was an interesting way to go about this activity even as one she wouldn't have normally been part of. Her expectations aside, she knew that she was enjoying herself. Her own mana pooled and poured allowing Charlemagne free and easy access to the liquids he seemed so fond of seeking. Just the same her throat gagged none and instead she allowed her body to take the most natural course, even as orgasm began building again. Still the pair had no reason to deviate and now, even Sakura had reason to lightly split her attention.

According to Mugen, Miwa would be enjoying a position like that whenever she recovered. Oddly enough Sakura couldn't help but smile... she had a few curious thoughts about that sort of thing, since seeing Ailen with his apprentice and had a few assumptions to make about this father and his apprentice as well. "I wonder," she gently thought. If her mother would have interesting reactions to the new things that were popping up around the apprentices as well. She supposed she'd ask the next time they conversed. Angelica was indeed the one she was referring to. "Hai, she's great, I like her," mentioned Sakura seemingly pleased about the female addition. As for harems she could only think about it in an odd way. "I don't know about that... After I deactivated the functionality of my soul, I don't seem to be very interested in copulation without some specific interests in mind," she admitted. In truth Sakura hadn't given much thought to the idea of having a harem or not, but she was quite certain that she now had certain desires for personalities and traits that weren't common regardless of sexual prowess.

"I am not participating because my earlier actions don't give the results I desired, even though they should have. And my own understanding of the situation said that if I used my powers to reverse it... it'd be seen as some sort of abuse so I decided to think about it a bit more. I think, humans are weird, they ask for things and then get them in a way they don't expect and then get frustrated or annoyed by the difference. It wasn't initially included in my understanding," she said seemingly almost huffy about it. "Though I also don't see the point in asking someone to behave a specific way, I don't want someone pretending to do something. I want them to do it, it does not feel right otherwise. Is that unreasonable?" she asked of her father. Maybe there was truly a flaw in her understanding. Regardless it would seem that humans were confusing because of a lack of experience surrounding them. She was also counted as an anomaly among the different forms of life known to existence so both sides would have some adjusting to do. Or at least... that is how she took her father's words. His words seemed to imply some growing pains associated with her understanding and given this she'd be compassionate with herself as she learned to navigate her current blossoming relationship.

[Bloodedge]

"You won't have to wonder long. I'm sure you'll see the results ─ you may even experience them in your own way," Mugen stated, his eyes still glued to the pair ahead. There was so much to gain from what those two were doing, yet so much left undone as well. This Angelica Sakura spoke of was almost disturbingly light to look at, but a balance of three souls would soon lead to an ultimate harmony due to that fact. Alas, there was much to be learned from all involved parties. "That's a shame. They could both be bursting at the seams by now. So soft," he observed absently before addressing Sakura's... strange decision. He realized earlier that her mana circuits were not functioning in the normal way, but the reason was unusual. Whatever the case, the admission proved something he expected of his daughter. "I think you get that from your mother. All study, no play... until the play is brought to you under the right circumstances. Or... maybe you even got it from me somewhere down the line. It hardly matters. Take your time; figure out what those interests are," he said, a knowing glint in the demon's eye while looking toward the other two still.

As for the reason Sakura was not an active participant in ongoing sex acts, it was apparently due to an experiment gone wrong some time before. Once more, the lass proved she wasn't only his daughter. "Kuhu! Is that all? That sounds like what the little birdie would do. You should figure out whether you even care how others view your actions before deciding not to. I won't say whether you should or shouldn't; that is for you to determine. That may be your greatest lesson to date. Whether human, god, devil or something else, individuality is the cornerstone of life. You'll never be like humans, and humans will never be like you. Find the meeting point ─ you're already on your way to it." With a brief pause, Mugen pushed away from Sakura's throne. Still invisible to the others, he stepped out ahead and turned to face the lass, leaning forward to reach eye-level. For anyone remotely normal, he could be considered uncomfortably close... but no. He was inches from her face, but capable of smelling the blend of mana on Sakura's breath ─ even what passed through her nose. He could see many signs of change toward something far more familiar to him, and would address that matter after a bit more... parental guidance. Sakura wondered if her thought process was unreasonable, and... "It is. Why do you assume it would be pretending? Humans are selfish creatures by nature. Even if you ask someone to do something, they'll only really do it under one circumstance: if it was already something they wanted to do. Humans are liars by nature. What they show you without intervention is what they think you'll accept of them. That boy you've been with these past few days? I know his type. Not everyone has to be walked or thrown into your world. Some people just need a door to be open long enough to make their own way inside. Does that make more sense?"

[Apollymi]

Sakura very well could, see the results in her mother, or perhaps experience them herself. She wasn't quite sure if that would be the case, given the more tentative nature of those surrounding her. She technically doubted her ability to feel the way her mother did post time spent with her demon father, but... maybe this wouldn't always be the case. Whatever the case, the light that was Angelica was quite intense, and Sakura realized this, she knew her own interaction with the girl would help her, but was willing to give the other pair time since they'd not spent much together. About the pair and their supposed softness she had only one thing to say, "Maybe, I do at least plan to do a bit more... and finishing off the bindings between us," she said of herself an Angelica, if only for the sake of their unborn children. Beyond that her likeness to her own mother seemed to be part of her personality as observed by her father, "Really? I didn't figure I ended up much like her at all. I only deactivated my soul in the first place because I thought it was affecting my decision making," she said. Perhaps she was studying too much. But it wasn't like her studies didn't include fun, in fact they were mostly about the fun, as she chose to understand it. "Still, I'll keep track of what is actually interesting," she commented absently. Her eyes shifting just a bit as she went back to watching the goings on.

Unique though that position was, it was easy for her to carry on a normal conversation with this particular parent of hers. He was a pretty active point in her life. What was more he claimed that she should first figure out if she cared about what someone thought of her, before changing her actions around said persons. She gave that a bit of consideration in the moment. She'd not tampered with time immediately because it sounded like the sort of thing that Charlemagne would consider an abuse. Given this she could say that she at least cared a bit what he thought of her. Angelica was someone she liked and didn't want upset with her so that was a consideration as well. Perhaps then the real reason she'd not acted was because of them and not because of her own thoughts over the action itself? She'd have to think about it a bit more. "Sou, yes... that is all. I'll keep going until I figure it out then," she said summarily. As for the little bird she knew that to be a reference for one of her other fathers. As such she could account for any likeness without thinking too much about it. As a being she was the sum of her parts, multiplied. She wouldn't forsake any aspect of herself simply because it wasn't useful in the moment.

Still her father was soon standing before her in a manner which most would have considered uncomfortable close. This would have been especially true given human concepts of things like personal space and appropriate nudity. Unsurprisingly given her own affect, Sakura didn't seem bothered by her father's lack of boundaries. She found herself looking into his eyes as he looked into her. Moreover apparently she was being unreasonable. It wouldn't be pretending if she told Charlemagne how she wished for him to act according to her father. Mugen thought the lad didn't need to be thrown into the deep end, and instead simply needed a door to be left open for him. "It would be normal to assume he'd be pretending. He doesn't always act the same way, and the way I liked seemed to happen only as a direct response to his power activating and force correcting something I was experimenting with. He even said a few moments ago that he wouldn't just use power like that so it's really does seem like it requires care to approach," she said of the actual situation. Beyond that point though she could understand what her father was saying. "But what you're saying does make sense, at least more than I've managed to make of it myself," she said her head gently inclining. She didn't want to accidentally headbutt him or anything of the sort, still he had a great deal of insight into the human boy to whom she was attached.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura's personal development was worth taking note of, Mugen thought. Her eyes and hair showed obvious influence not directly from the Void, but certainly connected to it. She'd really been internalizing and possessing whatever was taken from that Holy Grail. "Finishing off, eh? Seems like you're on your way to doing much more than that. You're almost done with an ascension, from the looks of things," he commented during close observation of Sakura's newfound self. A soul that had been desynchronized from mind and body would have interesting effects as well, but Mugen's primary interest was alterations occurring regardless of that little shift.

Regardless of Sakura's decisions, she had an obvious place alongside those two younglings. Munetsuchi's resident princess was finally becoming ready to make changes across the greater world, whether intentional or otherwise. First though, she had much to figure out ─ as admitted by Sakura herself. As long as she kept progressing, all would be well. "Good choice. Your limits are nonexistent. The more you push the limits of this world, the more you'll become... yourself," he advised, offering only a slight amount of cryptic undertone to his daughter. "Were you planning on finishing that ascension soon? It seems very familiar. I could... give a push," he added, seeming somewhat curious.

Moving on, Sakura didn't quite grasp the intricacies of mortal life. Mugen would have expected another of her fathers to cover such information, but... apparently that was not to be. A sigh passed the demon's lips before he answered. "No ─ it wouldn't be normal at all. Would you pretend just because someone wanted you to? Anyone capable of doing that and following it through, is already a goner spiritually. That boy is a mess that still hasn't pieced himself together yet, but in spite of that, it's natural to be a different version of oneself from time to time. I'm sure you've experienced that yourself by now, hm?" Mugen questioned with an elevated brow. "Besides... a power and a personality don't have to be synonymous ─ especially when the power isn't part of the original soul. Ever imagined taking a million years of mana transfer over the course of a few days? Because you've paired up with a result of that."

[Apollymi]

Sakura did intend to finish off the binding of the trio herself to avoid any future problems between them. That being said her father was taking a thorough observation of her person. He claimed that she was well on her way to an ascension of some sort. She could see that, given the interactions with an upgraded existence and her own internalizing of the darkness which had originally been tainting Charlemagne's Holy Grail. "I noticed, but I wanted to see something first..." she said of the ascension which was to come.

Regardless Sakura seemed to be a truly studious type of individual. She fully acknowledged her shortcomings even if she didn't quite understand why they were considered that way. She would be commended for her choice to keep trying to figure things out and given more advice from Mugen about it. "Become, myself... " she repeated that seeming to not truly understand the cryptic nature of it, but liking the way it sounded. She wasn't quite sure what that meant but could assume it would make more sense in the long term. Regardless when asked about her potential ascension she nodded. "I figured I would do it after or while interacting with An-chan. He was quite insistent on nothing going too far while excluding her..." she said of Charlemagne and her own developments. "I would take a bit of assistance for complete understanding," she said of any help provided by her father.

Beyond this point, he'd keep his explanations up. Apparently she was truly behind on understanding humans and their interactions. She supposed only so much could be learned from observation and she didn't have as much life experience so it was only natural that some things not be utterly clear. There was also the lack of understanding of certain moral or value based judgements which happened due to her difference in logic. Still she thought to answer his question, "No, I wouldn't pretend, but I am also not expressive by human standards. But humans seem to, or is the amount of deception that goes into hiding their desires not to be considered a form of lie?" she asked a very logical question for her. She still didn't understand all the strange nuances around the nature of human personal interaction. "I would say I act how I feel in the moment..." she said of her own personal experiences. Still, she supposed if the answer to her question went one way, then it cleared up an aspect of her understanding. Mugen also claimed that power and personality weren't synonymous. She supposed humans often felt that way because they often did have power to start with, but the ideations about Charlemagne's current but still broken self did make a bit of sense. He'd recently become something much bigger than he could have been and was technically processing something much larger than he could be. She'd always been very understanding of his situation but the magical aspects of it apparently also needed some care. "Sou ka, I suppose that could make sense of the personality differences and a few other things," she summarized after going through several tangent thoughts. She could use that information and she'd internalize the lessons being presented.

[Bloodedge]

"To see what?" Mugen questioned. Sakura was always one to experiment, sometimes to the effect of inactivity. Once more, Mugen thought it was something she got from her mother... or that elf. Sakura could have ascended already, but something was holding her up. What could she have been investigating? "Now I'm curious," he admitted. It seemed Sakura did intend to complete her ascension some time around her interaction with the 'purer' goddess. Sensible as that was, Mugen believed she'd have a much better time doing things in a different direction. Her acceptance of assistance, however, may be something to prove useful in ensuring Sakura made the best choices along her path. "Ho? I think you'd do better mixing pure light with pure darkness. Balance is the name of the game with results. That one over there is an instinctive creation machine, and the boy is only tapering it. If you let my daughter out, you can destroy all those useless little barriers between them, and a lot of pointless additions along the way," he instructed, tapping the girl's forehead with one finger.

Sakura wouldn't pretend if asked to behave a certain way. She thought this to be the case because she was different, but she was so far from the truth in that regard. "All things untrue fall into the realm of lies, but not all lies are bad. Some lies are only lies in this reality. Either way, you're on the wrong track. You wouldn't pretend; humans wouldn't pretend. Humans ─ mortals in general ─ act on self-preservation. They'll be themselves, but hide the things others may not like. They'll even lie just to save themselves ─ physically, spiritually, or even emotionally. It's not just them, either, but that's another story for another day. Trauma tempers the soul and shows its true self; you just have to find the right form of trauma for the right soul. So... what will you do now?"

[Apollymi]

When asked what she was waiting to see before her ascension, Sakura gave a small smile. "I wanted to see the dynamic," she explained. Mostly before making her ascension in whatever way she was going to do so, she wanted to see what kind of group this would be. Apparently her father was made curious by her choice to abstain. She gave it a bit more consideration besides her first inkling of words to share. "Or rather, to find out what kind of evolutions I could make happen and see how it intersected with the rest of what I already am. Ojii-chan implied that I could evolve after finishing internalizing and that it would have some interesting effects so I've been taking note of what happens as a result of allowing a slow aggregation of the power instead of forcing it," she explained her current method. "Besides, I needed to see the amount of light An-chan would be. It's a lot more than I thought it would be, it gives me feelings," she said, a wide grin spreading across her face. Well, demons did enjoy breaking things so it was natural to want that sort of thing. What was more, she was even advised to do so, Mugen made the suggestion that mixing pure light and pure darkness might be better for the situation at hand, especially when it came to tempering Angelica's natural leaning towards creation. Such a thing also came with tapping against her forehead.

Beyond these points there were apparently a few nuances to the idea of lies and how they were presented. Not all lies were bad, according to her father. Some things according to the demon before her, were only lies in this version of reality. Well, she supposed she understood the truth of that, given the oddities claimed by Albertus Animusphere. She was on the wrong track according to Mugen, humans lied for self-preservation, though that topic was rather broad. Physical, spiritual or emotional well-being, were included in the roster. "Trauma?" she gave herself a bit of time to think that part over. Perhaps there was an easy way to figure things out that she hadn't considered. She took all this man's advice and began processing. She should be her darker or perhaps even darkest self. She should see the kind of lies mortals told as self-preservation and not simply as acts of pretend. And perhaps she should traumatize her new life partners to truly find out who they were really?

[Bloodedge]

Sakura wished to see the 'dynamic' as she put it ─ presumably meaning the dynamic between this trio as things were currently. Mugen, on the other hand, saw that decision as folly. He saw no point in witnessing a synergy that would undergo changes of varying degrees, apart from general curiosity. Knowing Sakura though, perhaps curiosity was the sole purpose. "Sou..." he said, contemplative for a few moment. Her experiment with impending ascension was understandable, at the very least. "It all seems asinine, but I've nothing to say," the demon commented. One thing Sakura mentioned was particularly interesting. She spoke of... feelings brought about by Angelica's light. Mugen quirked a brow as he stared into the young goddess's eyes. "Kura-mi... are you happy?" he wondered earnestly, knowing standard emotional range was absent in this particular child.

When the idea of trauma was brought into question, Mugen nodded just once. Those who considered themselves members of the Void tended to reach a certain understanding when exchanging mana. One could call it the nature of a Destroyer to induce trauma in sexual partners; they often found it exhilarating. Of course, Mugen was no exception to this... and he doubted Sakura was either. "Trauma. You've seen the signs by now, haven't you? The look on someone's face when they're seconds from shattering ─ over and over again because you're just too much for them. You've got my mana circuits, you know? If someone can handle you, they should be able to handle your fun. Just let it loose... and treat yourself~♪"

In the meantime, it seemed things were approaching a crescendo between the active youngsters. Their position hadn't changed, nor had Charlemagne stopped thrusting into Angelica's mouth. What had changed, was the fact that he'd recently begun spewing mana into the blonde's gullet without his hips coming to a halt, or even slowing throughout. All the while, the mana he continually consumed from between Angelica's legs seemed to only further invigorate the lad.

[Apollymi]

Sakura had never lied about her intentions. When she told her other father, that she'd been doing things simply because she was curious, she was doing it for that reason. Even her prolonged observations were done as points of curiosity. Mugen's understanding of her long lived curiosity seemed to be normalized. He saw no point in it, but he also didn't maintain the same kinds of curiosity that she did. "Understanding the before and after is what I want, in case I want to change it," she mentioned. She was the type who would actually 'fix' her ascension if she didn't like the way it turned out. Her father might think it asinine but she was far from not understanding why he wouldn't care about things like that. Soon after though there was an earnest question posed to the girl, using the pet name this particular father preferred using for her. Mugen wished to know, if Sakura was happy, "Hm..." she looked at Mugen almost curiously, as if she was processing a few thoughts and then she answered after just as earnestly. "Yes. I am sure this is what others happiness feels like. Though it's been a bit different, I'm not just pleased with something I've done or excited with a result or experiment. I've been feeling something like happiness but without explanation... a few times over the last few days," she said giving a bit more of a well-rounded explanation. She didn't often consider her own emotional state, which was normal to her given that she lacked emotions for the most part, but... she did feel happiness lately. Not the simple kind she normally did from accomplishing goals or doing something nice, but legitimate, inexplicable pleasantry.

More of an explanation was to come from Mugen though. When Sakura questioned 'trauma' Mugen gave an explanation about the sort of feelings that one could have surrounding traumatizing others. He mentioned she may have seen hints of it, and she thought back to such things. There were quite a few instances, even one or two today which she'd classify as a close to breaking realization. "Sou... ka," she murmured. Letting loose and treating herself was about the same thing that Charlemagne had suggested though she didn't think he fully understood what that entailed. What she'd tested the waters with for the most part had been successful. At the very least Angelica had acclimated properly and had no issues with what she'd done. Charlemagne had also told her anything she did for her he'd work through on his own. Perhaps then what she was being encouraged to do, was to trust him to keep his word about figuring it out. She did trust him, but this seemed more complex than that given their first few interactions, perhaps she was simply hung up on the wrong aspects. She did need to consider the fact that he still wasn't quite himself and maybe the version of him he was becoming would actually be okay. Perhaps breaking was actually what he needed and she'd leave him to figure out how to put himself back together. "I think I understand, arigatou gouzaimasu," she said after a few seconds of silent contemplation. A certain light was playing in her reddened eyes as she made a few more conscious decisions.

At the same time, a certain pair was seemingly reaching a crescendo in their present activities. Angelica wasn't just being treated to Charlemagne's cock moving in and out of her mouth, but now an outpouring of almond flavored mana was being fed into her throat. She was tasting it as an effect of being in a constant state of swallowing. It was flowing so specifically she could hardly do a thing to stop it. But she was enjoying it just the same. Still she could say she was a bit dizzy already. Oh well, if this was going to be a part of sex, she could understand why Sakura wasn't upset with her morning meal.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh? Not even ascended yet, and you're already playing with the idea of changing your own future?" Mugen questioned as that brow rose even further. After another moment of silence, his lips curled into a grin. "That's my girl~" he said finally. As for her apparent happiness, Sakura confirmed the feeling these past few days. Her life had been a very short one thus far. Even so, it was obvious what sort of person she was. Emotions were not her forte in any conventional sense. Experiencing happiness of any sort meant her future was finally set in motion. "That's good news. Keep that feeling. That sort of thing is what shapes all of mankind. If you hold on to it, you'll understand humans in no time," he explained.

Sakura didn't need to confirm her earlier experiences; the realization was clear. The sum of her existence was more demonic than most other parts. Of course, that was only to be expected by one who knew the Void's ways. A bit of joy taken from instances of 'friendly torture' could only come natural to their kind, and as Sakura would likely learn in due time... those traumas played a key role in evolution. That part would go unmentioned. Even though Mugen gave his daughter much clearer answers than he gave others, he'd still leave the lass her own room to think. What she did with her own discoveries interested him the most. She seemed to be en route to quite a few discoveries, whether any came to light right away or not. Whatever the case, the time had come to let the lass carry on. "I offered to help with your ascension, but you don't need my help. It's in you... whenever you decide to let it out. Anything else?" With that question asked, Mugen took a step away from Sakura. If she had any questions of him, he'd stay behind to answer. If not, however, she'd find the man disappearing where he stood.

[Apollymi]

Sakura hadn't approached the level of ascension she could have already. Not doing so and still aiming to potentially change her future would have been thought of as completely ludicrous if she was a normal individual. Some would have discouraged her, others would have told her to have more reasonable expectations. But with a father like Mugen, she simply gained more encouragement for her behaviors and was claimed as his child, they way he always did. A small smile crossed her lips. One of the things that made her happy was this sort of reaction from any of her parents. "Hai!~" she claimed pleased by the comment enough to have a tiny bit of light flashing behind her eyes. Beyond this point it would seem that her emotional development was something to encourage. She might have originally thought that her newly developing emotional instability could have been a fault. But according to Mugen it was something she should hang on to. She'd keep it in mind. "Okay," Sakura claimed rather absently. She wasn't the type to fully understand the nature of emotions but if it would help she wouldn't neglect her own happiness.

Sakura was more demon than anything else. Being as such meant that a very specific sort of path would be taken by the lass to become the best version of herself. The idea nd full understanding of the concept of 'friendly torture' explained even her earlier experiences today and her thought processes and how she'd have the best possible time acclimating her new spouses to her lifestyle. With all this in mind, Mugen decided he didn't need to help his daughter with her ascension. He claimed she could do it on her own whenever she decided to let it out. "Iia, I think I understand enough how to move forward now. Arigatou gouzaimasu, Oyajii." she commented. She was once again fully understanding what was going on. And as her father disappeared from sight... she watched the ending of the bout between Charlemagne and Angelica.

Angelica had been having her mouth and throat filled as Charlemagne thrusted within her mouth. She'd gone slack eventually, her whole body experiencing pleasure that she wouldn't have understood any other way. She would eventually manage to push off Charlemagne's cock and lift herself a bit so she could speak, but first she'd be breathing rather erractically and trying to catch her breath. Just the same she'd ingested quite a bit of mana from Charlemagne directly and it seemed to be exactly what her offspring needed to process. Just the same... she felt something ominous and her eyes shifted to Sakura... 'I feel like we're in trouble...' she thought as goosed flesh appeared all across her body she had a chill as she noted Sakura's eyes on her and the other girl finally standing from her chair. Her mental resiliency wasn't to be questioned obviously and while she didn't know what the girl had been doing while they engaged, she did know... and she could feel the other girl's eyes on her and could clearly sense her intentions. What was more there was something of an odd smile on the other girl's face.

[Bloodedge]

Upon the disappearance of Mugen, Sakura prepared to rejoin the fray. Angelica was privy to this, as she felt the ominous aura Sakura exuded from time to time. Charlemagne himself had become quite familiar with the sensation, though it was notably a bit... thicker this time. Angelica halted her own actions, and Charlemagne did the same. While her reason was to speak after catching her breath, bar the distraction brought about by Sakura's approach, Charlemagne's pause could be blamed exclusively on the approach itself.

Under any normal circumstance, Charlemagne would agree with Angelica's train of thought; he'd have a sense of danger. Now however, there was something else instead. Those red orbs in his head shifted slowly away from Angelica's undercarriage, setting themselves on the more demonic lass. It seemed she was doing processing or... whatever she was over there doing since their earlier moments. Ah, but what could she possibly want while stepping forward with that trademark unsettling grin? Time would soon tell. Whatever the case, the current exchange between Angelica and Charlemagne himself had come to an end. As such, he flipped the blonde the right way around and left her to her own devices. A few moments were taken thereafter to clear the mass of fluids from his face, all to consume it as he had the rest.

[Apollymi]

Sakura was indeed rather unsettling but the girl herself felt just as calm as she always did. Her focus was on the pair ahead of her, but she was mostly just making decisions while watching them come to a proper resting place. Those eyes of hers never left Charlemagne and as she reached him properly she found herself reaching out with her left hand swiping a bit of the expelled fluids from his face and having a bit of a snack herself. Oddly enough even this additional light did nothing to reduce her ominous aura. But at the same time, Angelica had already been placed right side up and though her legs were far from being the steadiest she hadn't fallen over yet either. "I still don't know what that is..." Sakura murmured as her tongue traced fluids off her fingers. "Still really like it though..." she mused gently. She'd already become quite familiar with that particular flavor and knew it was some sort of cream but the underlying flavor wasn't one she could name.

Just the same she'd made several decisions about herself and she'd decided what she'd be doing, but at present she was working on the final part of her new understanding. Releasing all unnecessary sealing on her internal mechanisms and allowing the breech and startup of her own source as it were. Trauma would help someone else actuate theirs, but for herself she imagined she could do it with a simple infusion, though she'd be taking it the way she wished, and as such she was simply preparing herself. Just the same her shadows seemed to be acting of their own accord once more... spreading out and darkening the space below both her lovers without doing much else besides causing a bit of a warm an exciting sensation.

[Bloodedge]

When Sakura finished making her way toward the pair, her first decision was to swipe more of the juices from Charlemagne's face to take a sample for herself. At this point, Charlemagne thought nothing of such an action; it was nowhere near an unexpected occurrence. The strange thing about it was her statement, which Charlemagne assumed was a comment about flavor. Figuring it was only natural for her to know nothing of buttercream in such a short life lacking adventure, he provided an answer most casually. "Buttercream. It's a type of frosting you'll find on cakes and stuff," he commented.

Still having a taste for himself, Charlemagne noted another oddity surrounding the trio. The light of this bedroom was fading ─ or rather, being encompassed by darkness from below. It seemed Sakura was ready to make another move and get herself involved again. Charlemagne didn't seem bothered one way or another, but the way those shadows were forming this time was... intriguing, if nothing else. He remembered a curiosity from earlier, when he was grabbing one of those tentacle-like shadows. "I meant to ask: can you feel those things?" he finally enquired.

[Apollymi]

There was something rather distinctly tasty about the nature of Angelica's mana. Sakura wouldn't have had an answer about it, even if she'd been more experienced, but that was due to a little known fact about the current world. This was, that the natural state of the world, didn't include butter, because milk products were not the same as they appeared in the modern world of Gaia. A bit of confusion wrinkled the brow of Sakura in the moment but it wasn't just her, Angelica also didn't understand at least one of the words spoken. "I mean, I do really like it. And sweet enough for dessert makes sense. I know what cream is but..." she gave a bit of a pause and Angelica joined in as well, after getting her mind together. "What is butter?" they managed at the same time. They looked to each other and smirked seeming to appreciate each other.

While Sakura sighed and licked her fingers clean, it would seem that Angelica was content to lounge around the edge of her bed with her knees having given into the weakness of the moment. Charlemagne wondered about the nature of Sakura's shadows, while instead Angelica wondered about the reason behind her suddenly ominous presence. "Hm, I think I'd describe them as extensions of my will not necessarily my senses. I could feel through them if I wished, but it would more likely be related to the way one's fingers worked than anything else..." Sakura said. She'd not given much thought to the idea of using them as extensions of her senses but perhaps it would be rather good to do so. At the very least she could see herself making an experiment of it. Perhaps she'd even add it to her most recent plan. Still there was the matter of the warmth of the shadow which Angelica found herself quite a bit closer to than she'd been while standing. Perhaps it wasn't really worth questioning. "I'll give it some consideration after my ascension," Sakura finished up her line of thought with her usual amount of nonchalance. She seemed to be quite sure and in so being was very unbothered about most things. Of course, she was thinking about her own happiness and given this she'd oddly be taking a rather human approach to her next endeavor. In fact, she'd shifted her gaze quite a bit seeming to be in deep thought while concentrating her visual acuity directly on Charlemagne's cock.

[Bloodedge]

Following his casual mention of Angelica's flavor profile, Charlemagne was met with confusion from both girls. Sakura spoke first regarding the sweetness and how much sense it made, then both expressed an ignorance of... not buttercream, but butter specifically. Charlemagne took pause. Impossible as it was, there was something he hadn't actually realized in over a thousand years living on Alaya. "... No way," he mumbled, flabbergasted by how long he'd gone without noticing. "Wow. There's no butter in this world. Alive for a millennium, never realized there was no butter," he continued. Charlemagne had eaten many an exotic meal in this long life; never had he realized butter wasn't a part of any of them. "Uh... it's made of milk. It was a major part of a lot of foods in my world. It's just like... churned or something, and it comes out mostly solid, creamy and delicious when added to stuff," he explained in the most succinct way he could manage.

Moving on, Sakura addressed the matter of her shadow power. Charlemagne didn't previously confirm her ability to 'feel' through them, but there was reason to believe she couldn't ─ or at least wasn't at the time. According to Sakura however, she may possess the ability to actively feel through those extensions. "Huh. That's interesting," he commented, averting his gaze briefly due to Angelica's movements catching his eye. Ah, it seemed he'd manage to accomplish something that had her taking rest; that was worth taking note of. Also worthy of note was Sakura's mention of an ascension to precede her experiment with shadows. "Ascension? I'm guessing it's got to do with that hair change you've been going through since day one. . ."

[Apollymi]

Butter was apparently something that didn't exist in this world. Sakura could take it Charlemagne's authority that it was true as he was the most well traveled of the trio by far. Still his explanation of it as some sort of milk product was strange. "People make things out of milk? Interesting, I wonder if Otou-chan knows..." Sakura gave herself time to make a mental note to ask her elf father about his knowledge of human based milk products. She knew he was looking to help that severed land with their mana problem and milk products could potentially help with that, especially ones proven to work on the 'mana-less' Gaia. Fascinating though this was, Angelica found it strange that her mana had the quality of something she'd never even heard of before. But took the practical approach that given that both individuals she was with liked it, she shouldn't worry about it as a matter of course.

As for Sakura, it would appear that she maintained a certain amount of curiosity, just the same Angelica took a seat and noted the shift of eyes into her direction. She scoffed gently turning up her nose as if not to show weakness but in the same moment seemed to admit it. It would seem that Charlemagne wasn't too far back on the uptake as far as Sakura's plans were concerned. At the very least he'd noticed her early changes in physical form even if they didn't have a real relation. "Yes, it has something to do with it..." Sakura said. She was adjusting well to not oversharing information, though the nature of her hair color change was directly an issue of metabolizing the demonic influence from Charlemagne's Holy Grail, there was also the general understanding that she could have ended up that way herself...

Oh well, she allowed herself to exhale a little breath and the shadow beneath her person seemed to condense, shrinking into her person as the ones around Angelica and Charlemagne grew. She'd be torturing them a bit, but it wasn't going to be anything bad, and perhaps it would make clear her intentions... and she could have fun, as her demonic father suggested. Currently she wasn't using these shadows as an extension of her senses, but her own intentions could be felt through them. In this case, when her eyes opened she could feel a bit of extra heat rolling though her body, much the same it seemed to be concentrated around her womb and at her core. Her father mentioned the idea of letting his daughter out... perhaps that was the best mental image she could use for the shift in her powers and leaning. For Sakura it would be like pulling a string to open a trap door, allowing the more demonic nature of her being to flood her person. "Sou...." she murmured understanding a new set of sensations that went along with the shift in power. There was something rather suddenly oppressive about the lass.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, a lot of stuff. Butter, cheese, yogurt... ice cream," Charlemagne reminisced while answering Sakura's curiosity. Now that he was thinking about it actively, there was definitely ice cream of various sorts in this world... though some were just made of ice. It was quite strange that butter didn't exist anywhere he'd seen in this world, but he'd also rarely seen meats that a resident of Gaia would call normal.

As for Sakura's apparent 'ascension' as she called it, there was a connection to the gradual change in her hair color from purple to white. He knew that had been happening since she took the darkness from his grail. What he didn't know, was that she had the ability to evolve because of that absorption. "Well, good luck with ascending ─ however that works," he said despite undergoing an ascension himself just a few days prior. Though it was easy to assume that special sort of Spiritual Core could be involved as well, he didn't have any desire to assume it was the only possible outcome. These goddesses were quite strange, after all.

Whatever an evolution entailed, it was clearly something demonic in this case. The culmination of shadows around Sakura led to the activation of Charlemagne's extra sense. That ominous aura around her was that of a demon, and a mighty one at that. She didn't register as some murderous threat, but she did feel like a different sort of danger. There was a certain excitement welling up in the lad ─ one borne of an impending catastrophe. Luckily for Charlemagne, he thrived on adventure that came with new, unexpected challenges. Either way, all he could do now was simply... see what happened for himself.

[Apollymi]

According to Charlemagne there were several different forms of milk products. Sakura took the time to note each name and logged them away for a later conversation with her elf father. Of course, Angelica heard one of those names and found it interesting... "I don't know what ice cream is, but it sounds delicious," she added wanting that added to the list of things she would try. Oddly enough, even without going on many adventures Angelica had the presence of mind to feel a bit uneasy. Well that wasn't the right word, ever since she started to feel the difference in Sakura's mana, her heart had been pounding in her chest and the inviting warmth of the shadows beneath her made her want to squirm in place. She couldn't really explain the feeling she had, aside from calling herself scared.

Ah, but scared would only encourage Sakura as she was currently. In fact, the well wishes of Charelmagne would initially go unanswered as she girl's rather omnious aura seemed to be settling into something quite different. The idea of ascending was something she wished to undertake as the self most perfect for the situation, and as such would require several specific steps not all of which she'd planned out completely yet. "Arigatou, Kazzun, but it's not a matter of luck in this case. Though it is a bit unknown and I do need to make some adjustments..." she mused. Ah, but her adjustments weren't specifically about her plans, those extensions of her will would aim to move things, and beings, first and foremost, Charlemagne. He'd find himself on the ground in the seated position shifted as such by the shadows that followed her will. In making the shift it would be a rather sudden thing to happen and if it worked the girl would be left looking down at the lad with her smile spreading quite wide in the moment. "I do like looking from this angle," she murmured seeming to mostly be taking account of her own likes and dislikes. As not to exclude Angelica the other girl would find herself being gently caressed. As if she shadows around her were rubbing against all aspects of her flesh, bringing heat to her face, and sliding gently around her flesh... familiarizing themselves with it. "Uh... am I the only one terrified right now?" Angelica asked aloud, this would bring Sakura's eyes up and towards her with a wide grin on her face. Such a fearful response from Angelica made Sakura quite excited to watch her squirm... interesting she'd felt this way before but not nearly with this intensity. She seemed to be working towards her own happiness in the moment and that was quite different for her.

[Bloodedge]

Angelica didn't know about ice cream either. He couldn't be too surprised by that information, given her conundrum of being trapped in Aincrad for a thousand years. "It is delicious. It's a milky, creamy, frozen dessert that's better than anything else on a hot day," he explained, thinking quite fondly of the cold treat. He could add ice cream to the list of things worth experiencing for someone like Angelica. Keeping that in mind was certainly something Charlemagne intended to do.

Before any of that became relevant, however, Sakura had plans for the group as a whole. Her shadows were for a greater purpose than ascension alone ─ or rather, they'd be used to facilitate ascension using Sakura's partners. Angelica was afraid, Charlemagne was somehow more excited than he'd been in previous days, and Sakura was... very much darker than she'd been previously. Charlemagne was taken by surreal movement methods and seated on the floor. Though he was taken aback by sudden transition, he was more baffled by what Sakura had to say immediately afterwards. The feintest of flushes brought color to the lad's face as he sat, leaning against his own hands for balance. As much as he wanted to figure out exactly what the plan was, Charlemagne's attention was taken by the sight of... Angelica being more thoroughly molested by shadows than what he'd seen before. It was such an interesting thing to watch, Charlemagne mentally questioned himself regarding his own preferences. Whatever the case, the blonde had something to say. Was she the only one terrified? Well... he had a strange answer for that. "Uh... yes? Is it weird if I say yes?" he asked, feeling no fear, but a fair amount of excitement for the mysterious future ahead.

[Apollymi]

A cold treat, was the thing called ice cream. Charlemagne seemed to think upon it fondly. The lad had several things to say about it and both girls made the assumption that they'd be introduced to the thing called ice cream at some point in the near future. "Sou ka," Sakura murmured seeming to come to several conclusions about the nature of milk based products. "Oh? That sounds really good," Angelica mentioned. She'd be trying it, and obviously she intended to try it with her new favorite people in tow.

Of course, long before the girl known as Angelica could do something like trying ice cream, there would be the rather jarring change in personality of someone like Sakura to deal with. The white haired lass seemed to be coming into herself in a rather extreme manner. And of course, Angelica expressed her understanding of this shift as fear, but it seemed she was the only one to see it that way. In fact, she also took note of the blushing face of Charlemagne as Sakura mentioned enjoying looking at him from the angle she currently had. She looked down upon him, and that was rather intimidating for all around. "Yes, Chuck, it's fucking weird. I'm not judging you though..." Angelica confirmed. She was afraid but perhaps Charlemagne had every reason to not be so. A smirk came to Sakura's face as she stepped towards the lad she now had on the floor. She watched as Angelica squirmed under the sensations of her shadows molesting her person and she couldn't help but feel a great deal of happiness at making both of them so very uncomfortable, albeit in very different ways. In the meantime, Sakura stood over Charlemagne only to turn and reach for his manhood. He was an integral part of her ascension and there were quite a few things she needed to do, and a few more she'd not quite figured out yet. "I still have to figure it out I suppose. You'll help," she said those words as if not giving Charlemagne much of an option, she lowered herself against his face, going on to seat herself above him. Obviously he had no problems with this sort of thing, and she'd begin a rather casual stroking of his cock. "Come here, An-chan~" she said as she began the process of tonging the lad's manhood directly and rubbing along its length all while she practically sat on his face, her own loins dripping over his face. Angelica for her part in this looked at Sakura and nodded standing nearly at attention before moving towards her. "Yes, ma'am..." she said succinctly. There appeared to be no fight at all in the other girl, but that was amusing to Sakura overall. It would be from this moment forward that she'd begin her evolution.