Charles Patricius

Just as he figured he would be, Nao was holding on for dear life. Obviously it could never be enough that he hardly survived a few minutes inside Rita's body with whatever kind of magical hole she had; her physical efforts had to completely overpower him as well. That little joke about there being a 'butt' in this case was something Nao could never agree to as he looked down at a pair of rolling hills fit to drive a transfer truck between. "You can not call that a butt!" he exclaimed in an exasperated way, not even meaning to let the thought escape his mind. Well, he didn't have the time to take it back now. Nao was far too busy fighting for survival against an ass that already wouldn't quit. Ah, but it felt good ─ not just physically, but emotionally. Rita offered him a bit of encouragement, once again presenting her almost motherly aura. "H─hai!" he affirmed. All Nao could do was his best, and that was what he would do. Maybe his arm would be worthless for a few days after holding so tightly to the washing machine, but surely that would be worth it in the end. He'd keep things up as long as possible, slamming his lean form against Rita's backside with a combination of pushing and pulling, yet... he wasn't due to last much longer. "Ah! Nara-san... this one isn't going much better!" he warned.

Another warning had been given by Shota: the very same one Mitsuki asked for at the beginning of their session. Upon receiving it, Mitsuki seemed... confused? Seeing that expression was perplexing to Shota as well. Ah, but that didn't matter. She'd pulled away from his cock and prepared herself to receive his load. The thing of utmost importance happened then and there. In addition to doing nothing more, Mitsuki gave a simple affirmative response. Yet again, Shota would have to make some edits to the eventual video. "Never got into the freakier stuff, eh Chigucchi? Ya' gotta stroke it the rest of the way and be upfront about what you want me to do next. C'mon, you've still got a few seconds," he warned again. Whatever Mitsuki took from that little speech, Shota figured she had about six seconds before his load sprayed over her face regardless.

"Ehehe♥~" a little giggle escaped Rita at Nao's outburst. She'd only been making a light joke, but his words would still be taken as a compliment. She knew her rear to be one of her best features. What was more beyond this point a new rhythm was established and Rita began working her way towards orgasm in earnest. The lad really was doing much better the second time around. He even offered an affirmative. He kept up his pacing and was doing a good job. Rita could feel it, the pulses building up inside her loins with each knocking motion they managed in tandem. Ah, so close she was already when the lad made sure to mention his lack of staying power even for his new leg of the journey. Rita for all she was worth continued her own movements but encouraged nonetheless with a minor announcement of her own. "I don't need much lower... just a minute~" she claimed. She'd not increased her pace but she also knew she likely didn't have enough time to fully space it out. She could do everything possible to help her feel it more, but any extra efforts would likely only harm the lad's staying power. She'd keep it up, surely she had enough time, she only needed 10 more seconds maximum.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy having a mental crisis which could have distracted her enough to discourage her continuing to deal with the lad she was with sexually. In fact it seemed that by his own words he fully realized that what he was asking for was quite out of the ordinary. 'If he knows it's freaky why would he ask for it?' she wondered in the moment. At present Shota was doing nothing to discourage her from thinking that he was one of those who only consumed deviance in media without any thoughts of how it would actually turn out. As for his request she supposed she could help out more, but once again this seemed to be exactly counterproductive to her having a good time. Still, she'd reach up and move her hand along his still wet shaft, adding to her desire for another shower. She seemed a bit huffy when she finally opened her mouth to speak, "Give me the prize when you're ready..." she said not being able to bring herself to say anything else, her face reddening from sheer embarrassment from even saying that. What he wanted was simply not something she could or would do under normal circumstances. As such she'd use her own hand and stroke him to completion with his dick angled downward to avoid as much of her face as possible.

A lot of things could happen in a minute. Nao didn't have anything resembling a proper count, but there was one thing he could apply to the nonexistent list. He could be done in a minute. "I don't think I've got a minute!" Nao countered. Even with no noteworthy adjustments to Rita's movements or his own, Nao didn't have the same ten second maximum Rita did. In fact, Rita had about three thrusts before he began spilling himself within her, offering only a single wailing plea all the while. "Sumimasen~!" he said as his eyes rolled back, spine arching and leg twitching. Even with his rapid loss of fluid and energy, ejaculation hadn't put him out of commission. There he was, resting against Rita's cervix and loosing all he had left in an apparent epic failure.

Speaking of epic failures, Shota was beginning to believe Mitsuki needed more than just a little work. If nothing else, it seemed she remained complacent... but not quite deviant enough to suit his current needs. He wasn't entirely pleased with the words she produced, but it would once again suffice for now. Whatever the case, he'd capture that statement on video mere moments before seeing the spunk spray across her face, its landing point depending on whatever angle she was presently holding his cock at.

All the while, that dimensional rift inhabited by Sakura and the one called Childe was catching up to the overworld's time. As that happened, Childe raised his head away from Sakura's undercarriage. He'd been holding her upside-down with only one hand keeping her ankle high over his own head, feasting upon her loins ravenously from that angle. Alas, his focus was taken by a very disturbing realization. Someone out there in the overworld was taking his title lightly... and undeservedly to boot. Worse still, he knew precisely who the culprit was. "Ho? That's surprising. I don't like this kind of surprise. I might have to kill you again to make a point to someone else..." he mused while looking out into the darkness.

Rita had known there was a bit of risk involved with her way of doing things. She was quite used to causing premature ejaculation in others. Even so, it was quite odd to hear Nao speaking on the matter and claiming he didn't have a minute left. No he thrusted a few more times before he began spilling into her body right against her womb, that feeling was just about enough to push her over the edge when combined with her movements. But his apologies would make it seem as if he fell just a little bit short, even as her core convulsed atop him. If she got just a few more pushes, it'd go from a nice little sensation to a full blow orgasm, but there were a lot of reasons to have sex and Rita's were remarkably different from most. "Iia, no need to apologize. I didn't know I could still manage something like that~" she said seemingly pleased by the idea of causing his premature spillage. "Still, I might be a bit selfish, but you shouldn't give up, I really am almost there. I believe in you, Aihara-kun~" she mentioned as her hips moved forward just a bit and she peeked back over her shoulder to give him a little wink and another gentle nudge with her own hips. A bit of extra friction and a couple more taps and she'd definitely find that orgasm sitting right at the cusp of her being.

At the same time, Shota apparently wasn't too pleased about the way Mitsuki responded to him. She felt like maybe he was looking for a very different kind of person from her, if he wanted someone willing to say random hentai things to him while he had his picture obsession going. Whatever the case, he wasn't so displeased that he wasn't able to finish and even though she tried to turn it a bit, she still ended up with his semen on her right check and seeping down her neck towards her cleavage. 'Ewww, that's gross...I mean it's more than normal. But isn't that just worse considering I just got out of the shower? At least it didn't get in my eye,' she thought though her face remained simply blushed and a bit relieved. Whatever the case, after that was over, she'd get up to get a cloth and wash off her face and neck. It was far from too much to ask her to remain this way after she'd gone thorough the trouble of getting clean.

At the same time, in the darkness, a young woman was being dangled upside down by her ankle. Her white hair with its starry underside flowing down towards the ground as a great deal of blood and mana pooled in her face. Initially her mouth was quite busy, sucking and licking upon a large shaft while her hands moved about his family jewels as if she wanted to gain herself an actual drink. When he spoke, it seemed that she was about to be in quite a bit of trouble, as a second death was threatened just to prove a point, "Huh? I'm going die again? Or wait..." she paused as she licked up his shaft, "Is it about that thing I mentioned... did you sense someone infringing upon something of yours? Should I be expecting something annoying in my near future?" she asked genuinely curious. There was the fact that her mother was a wisdom goddess and thus often heard things related to magic, that led her to believe there might have been a connection. The tales of other old entities living similarly as long as they were connected to a concept. She wondered if this was just another step in the evolution of the species of higher order beings.

Aihara Nao was officially spent. He couldn't manage to hold out for even a few more seconds. Such was a failure on his part. Rita sought satisfaction, and he got his own without delivering. Of all the titles Nao had been given over the years, he surely deserved the title of a garbage human being and terrible man now. Rita still seemed satisfied by her accomplishment. He supposed there was nothing wrong with that; she'd successfully reduced him to mush with little effort. Even so, Rita had more encouragement to give. She was so close, he only had to suffer a bit more. Well, a bit more suffering was a better alternative to being rude. "I... haah... I can do it!" With a deep breath and a battle cry, Nao gripped the washing machine and Rita's hip more firmly than ever before. All he had to do was overwork his body with as many thrusts as possible before flaccidity took him. Spirited as the resurgence of activity was, Nao actually managed to gain firmness by keeping his eyes on the ripples wafting over Rita's backside.

Even though Mitsuki wasn't living up to expectations yet, Shota could accept this little hiccup as a matter of necessary investment. Sakura was easy enough to train; this one would be too. In time, he'd even have her bathing in his ejaculate with more fervor instead of just taking it to the cheek and running off to remove it right away. If she wanted it gone, he knew a simple way to do it. "Whew! Not too bad, Chigucchi. Just curious though, why won't you drink it?" he wondered. That was yet another thing he intended to train this one for. For now though, Shota would have to be content with the video he had ─ the same video he proceeded to pause for the moment. His erection wasn't getting too soft with any quickness, so he was soon approaching Mitsuki from behind with full confidence it would return soon.

In the meantime, Sakura... or rather, Kama, seemed curious about her second 'death' by Childe's hands. He had a free hand, so he raised it to slip a pair of fingers into her womanhood and another into her rear. After all, he wasn't going to stop working just to chat about an annoyance. Kama was right about the topic he addressed. It was something so miniscule, yet so annoying to him on a spiritual level; it had to be addressed. "There are a lot of annoying things in your near future. Some of them are more pitiful than others, but... overstepped boundaries are a thing. You'll get what that feels like one day. Remember my 'name'?"

Aihara Nao was spent, but that didn't have to be the case. From Rita's perspective he was young and everything about the way he carried himself made it obvious he wouldn't leave her wanting in anyway. A few words of encouragement was all it took for the lad to find himself again and even agree verbally. She truly was teetering on the edge. Even just a few thrusts would likely help her reach that end, especially with all of the build up she'd experienced thus far. "That's what I like to hear!~" Rita mentioned adding to her form of encouragement. Just the same each thrust he managed was pushing her further and further. He was meeting her again, and by the time he reached stroke number four, her body and stopped moving pressed against him closest to her womb and her canal convulsing upon his cock as she climaxed. "Aaaah♥!~ That's a good man, Aihara-kun~" she said pleased as she leaned her now relaxing body against the front of her still warming dryer. This had definitely been a very fruitful day.

At the same time, it was becoming more obvious to Mitsuki that she and Shota were on different pages. To her this was fine, as she wasn't expecting to gain a boyfriend today or anything like that. If anything this was to be a spur the moment kind of decision. Even as she removed his spunk from her face though he'd finally stopped turning his camera towards her, perhaps having the cleanliness of the legitimate situation break his immersion in his fantasy. Oddly enough he even asked her why she didn't like having semen in her mouth, which seemed like a strange question to her but she saw no reason not to answer him. "Eto... have you ever had a runny nose or a really bad head cold..." she asked for comparison. She even wiped some of it off her neck and moved it between her forefinger and thumb showing its thickness and stickiness. "It has that kind of texture and the taste on top of that. I don't like it. You shouldn't eat things that don't taste good or feel good, so that's why," she explained of herself in a pretty innocent and naive way. Even so it was the absolute truth. Soon after her neck was clean and she was washing her hands off only to have Shota walk up on her his cock semi-flaccid but him aiming to come closer.

Meanwhile, Kama was having her holes invaded while she continued to fellate someone upside down for the first time. She'd seen Angelica in an upside down sixty-nine before but this had a different kind of appeal. According to Childe, there were a few annoying things in Kama's future and some were considered pitiful. Boundaries were being crossed though to him and he found it annoying enough to need to address it. He brought up his name and she released the tip of cock from her tongue to speak on it, though she continued to lick along its girth. "You mean the one most girls call you... Daddy, right?" she asked of him making sure her own brain hadn't been scrambled in the meantime. "I get having names you like being referred to well enough... did someone use that name and it annoyed you spiritually?" she asked wondering why such a thing was possible, but also figuring that anyone whom he'd be annoyed by also possessing the name was obviously not reasonable for the role. As she continued on her journey several kisses were placed along his shaft and right at the head of his cock before she opened her mouth again to suck while he spoke in the moment.

Nao managed to surprise himself with his own persistence. On the other hand, he couldn't take any credit for it. There was something about Nara Rita, like an innate ability to inspire and influence. Compulsion was what led to his renewed vigor and eventual delivery of what Rita desired. Sadly, the cost to Nao was his ability to breathe. Effort already put into surviving Rita's movements joined the stress required to keep pushing beyond ejaculation, taking a heavy toll on his lungs. He was still frantically thrusting away when Rita stopped moving and started speaking. "Hah! Gaah! Is that it? Did I win?!" he wondered. Apparently, Nao had been a bit too preoccupied to realize climax had been achieved by the woman already.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was explaining her desire to keep away from swallowing semen. She compared its texture to mucus, and complained about its taste to boot. Obviously, this girl wasn't one for the fun side of things as he saw it. While reality would say they were on two different pages, Shota would say she needed to get on the right track. It would all be a matter of time, Shota thought. "Sou ka. Never heard any complaints, but I get it. Let me know if you change your mind," he said. Now within striking distance, Shota put a hand to his own cock and began stroking again. It wouldn't take much to reinvigorate himself. "So you had both your showers. How about we get a look at your naughty side? How do you wanna go from here?"

The name 'Daddy' was assumed to be the thing Childe was upset about. Again, Kama wasn't wrong. There were, however, some finer details to a name/title like that, and how it worked in the grand scheme of things. While Kama went back to sucking, he took a moment to sigh and bask in the sensation. In that same time, Childe's fingers were consistently jabbing down into her holes as if stirring the blend of fluids within each. "It's something like that, but a bit more. You don't even know who else calls me that, but I see you already understand a lot of people do. It's not so simple as a name. It's an identity, a promise... a contract. There are certain things you can accept within yourself and accept from the person reaching out to you under that moniker. It becomes you, you become it. The bigger something like that gets, and the bigger the person in question is, the more it becomes exclusive. Understand, Kochou?"

Rita reached climax with the extra work being put in by Nao, and the lad was so committed to the act he seemed to have missed the moment. Oh well, it didn't matter, Rita knew she'd reached satisfaction due to his own actions and thus as he caught his breath, leaned back and pecked his cheek. "Hai, you did. Got a bit worked up there didn't you... didn't feel it? Well, I suppose that one was more for me to feel anyways~" she asked of him almost teasingly. Still, she was content to collapse for a few more seconds thereafter before making the decision to begin separating just a bit. "I didn't overwork you did I?" she asked of him pretty earnestly. She understood she'd pushed quite a few of his buttons and even if he was interested in sex, that didn't mean her appetites had to be solved by him. If nothing else, he gave her something else to think about, compared to her failed marriage partner she'd been having quite a good time the last few days. She'd allow him some time to recover as she did the same all while the dryer gently hummed in its last few minutes of a cycle.

At the same time, Shota seemed to think over her answer, claiming that he'd never gotten a complaint about any of the things she'd mentioned but he understood her point. She really wondered if he did, considering he mentioned her telling him if she changed her mind at some point. Mitsuki was fairly certain she wouldn't change her mind. And even though he'd gotten no complaints perhaps those women simply liked things like that? Or they really liked him enough to go along with his desires. She wasn't that invested and even if she became more invested she doubted it'd be worth it to try and swallow a loogy just to make someone else happy. "I don't see myself changing my mind about something like that..." she said clearly. She couldn't even think of something that could change her mind. Unless semen random gained a better texture and started tasting like yogurt or something. He was stroking himself back up to firmness and asking what she wanted to do, specifically he wanted to see her naughty side and once again a light bit of confusion hit her face. "Naughty side..." she said almost quizzically something about what he said since they'd gotten involved always seemed a bit off but not in an obvious way. She still wasn't sure what it was, but she was committed to trying out the sex act before anything else. "We could go to the bed and have room and comfort... that seems like it'd be best. Also do you have condoms for that? 'Cause I have some but it might be a tight squeeze..." she mentioned earnestly. In truth his cock was pretty impressive.

Meanwhile, Kama was receiving understanding nad having her insides churned up. Though initially Childe was only managing to enjoy the sensation of her mouth on his cock he did have clarifications to offer her. All the while she was building an orgasm, her core and rear tightening around the fingers which remained soaked in her juices and his saliva. A lot of people apparently called him 'Daddy' though Kama didn't yet know who that list included she assumed it was whoever he was perfectly matched with in addition to some other higher tier existences. He went on to explain the weight of such a title. The title was a big one, one which had multiple tiers of meaning and deepening connection. To accept that name was not just an increase on one side but a dmeand for certain action going outwards... that was what Kama took from his explanation. Her mouth would come off the tip of his cock and she'd lick it once more before gently pecking it. "Hai, it makes sense to me. So basically someone is making use of the name but not living up enough to it, for the standards set? I also assume because you want to do something about it yourself, it doesn't have the natural negative outcomes of things like using magic too big for your body or something like that? Am I right about that?" she wondered if her understanding was complete enough, and moaned as she orgasmed on his fingers while sucking his cock back towards her convulsing throat. She still couldn't quite swallow him down without the twitches in her throat, but she was growing to enjoy them quite a bit, being the kind of masochist she was.

When Rita leaned back to peck his cheek, Nao gained an understanding that the job was now done. He could finally breathe easy, slow to a stop and maybe let his erection wane for once today. His chest was making massive movements due to the deepness of breaths he took, but that would be fine. Rita wanted to know if she'd overworked him. Well, the blame could be cast on both of them, and Nao would throw it his own way first. He was the one who ultimately decided not to stop until Rita was satisfied. Basically hanging by the washing machine to remain standing, Nao removed the hand from Rita's hip and flashed a thumbs-up. "Overwork me... all you want. I'll do it!" he heaved. Slowly were his legs giving out, guiding him toward the floor over time. With Rita also taking it upon herself to separate them, however, Nao felt... milked. Something more was definitely oozing out of his cock during that separation, doing so all the way into the moments of freedom that saw him fall fully to the floor. "Haah... I think... best job ever. Bonus package. Good," he said while trying to get himself together. Earlier, Nao wondered if this was the kind of job that involved sex as an alternative to bonus pay. Now, in the afterglow of something mind-blowing, there was a part of him hoping it could be. Of course, he could barely even articulate such a thought.

Mitsuki didn't think her mind could be changed. She wasn't the first to say something like that, nor would she be the last. They all caved after experiencing him fully. "Hey, you never know? A lot of things happen in the heat of the moment, Chigucchi♥" Shota declared. If he left her exhausted, panting and overstimulated, she surely wouldn't even try to reject a load shot into her face. As for the naughty side of Mitsuki he wanted to see, her idea was to move to the bed. Shota thought that was a bit vanilla and lacking the urgent need for his cock that he wanted to portray in video, but it was the premier location for sexual activity that couldn't be complained about. Condoms, however, were an annoyance. He didn't fancy using them, but there was a lot of potential in doing so as per Mitsuki's desire. Besides, he usually had some handy. "Oh it's gonna be a tight squeeze~" he said first and foremost. "I've got a few on me. After you, Chigucchi. Get on that bed and let me know how you wanna get wrecked♥~"

Childe had already entertained the idea of involving himself in Kakihara Shota's eventual downfall. Now, it was a certainty. He couldn't have weak little idiots tainting the lore of his title across the cosmos; it would be even more annoying to fix than most other things. If he didn't have to find the right time and place to interject without ruining the timeline, he would have made his appearance in this exact moment. Through the void, he could see it: the event of Shota meeting with one Shichigu Mitsuki. She was an interesting target as well. Perhaps he'd even add an alternate-reality nightmare to Shota's experience based on the moment now happening? That was a fun idea. Whatever the case, there was Kama's understanding to address. "It's... something like that, yeah. Look at it this way: you don't want to meet someone and find out you've got a bad reputation just because another person with your name dragged it through the mud before, right? It's like that, but without the opinion clause. We exist as manifestations of our own stories. Don't let someone write the footnotes of your own autobiography," he concluded. "Oh, but you're right, so..." Since Kama was on the right track and once again taking as much of him into her mouth as possible, Childe figured a different sort of affirmative was in order. As such, his hips bucked to force his length deeper than what she was managing alone, and with that came another torrent of mana into Kama's throat. "Have that on me!"

A job of the sexual variety had been successfully completed, and Nao could breathe easy, whenever he actually managed to catch his breath. For now, Rita seemed to be relaxed enough even as Nao made his way to the seated position on the floor and claimed she could overwork him. A flashed thumbs up as they separated and his words made her smile as she nodded. "Hai hai, I'm glad to hear it~" Rita said lightly. Of course, as he settled in it seemed he'd not quite gotten back up to complete sentences. "Best job ever, huh? We haven't even gotten to actual work yet. Still, I'm glad you think so... I think I found a pretty reliable pick-up in you, Aihara-kun~" Rita said. Anything known as milking wasn't something she'd done with purpose, instead it was simply something she knew to happen potentially. It was nothing to fuss about it. "Oh, but this job will probably also still have regular bonuses. As soon as the staff is fully set. I wouldn't want to keep anyone from having a good life or anything like that..." Rita mentioned earnestly. She then remembered something important. "At the risk of randomly switching topics, did you like the cake? I meant to ask before... but it got away from me for a minute there~" she said about the actual dessert she'd left the lad. There was the gentle rumble of the dryer at her back and that large tattoo down her leg seemed to tingle to her but that was obviously just some of those ghost sensations from getting it at a time she didn't remember. Nothing was wrong in Rita's world presently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was steadily getting more and more information about the differences between her and Kakihara Shota. He declared that in the heat of the moment things could change for her rational mind. That sounded like one of those cliché lines given by the 'bad boy' types in movies. Even though he likely had some reason to believe in the truth of those words, she wasn't the type to let unexperienced things dictate her understanding. Even if she'd managed to go about being a bit of a party girl today, there wasn't any alcohol or anything like that involved. Maybe it'd just been a while and the prospect of trying something new was a bit too irresistible? It was often said that people were their horniest during conventions. She could be led along by that thought alone, and the words from Shota already. If nothing else, she did fully intend to have sex with him, and if a bit of 'sexier' behavior would motivate him, and keep him from saying things that confused her or ruined her own mood, it might be worth it to give a bit. Even now he was doing it, but she'd go along, especially after taking another casual glance at his manhood. "Okay, hand me the condom~" she asked as she headed over to the bed. If he gave into that desire, she'd take the condom and place it between her lips, crawling into bed with it only to turn around stark naked. March would look to him with a blush on her face while mentally hyping herself up. 'A cute girl can be direct!' she encouraged before she spoke. "Put this on and then bend me over this bed and put it in here..." she said, opening her closed folds to show off the rest of her goods. That wasn't too embarrassing. She could manage if she sad it that way, she decided.

Meanwhile, Kama was learning that her understanding was indeed right but being given some extra information to go along with it. Childe's explanation also shed light on a thought process that Sakura had been working on for quite a while before now. The humans she met did seem obsessed with their reputations, but if that ideation trickled down from beings whose power structure was determined by tales told of them, it made sense to want to protect yourself in that way. "Sou ka, I understand a lot now... arigatou gouzaimasu, Onii-chan~" Kama stated before she went back. And now she was having soemthing on him? A further push down her throat and a certain explusion of mana, her brain was already firing on multiple cylinders and now she had even more power to go with it. Her two minds synced and then began to separate for a bit as time began to converge on this moment. She'd swallow his essence for quite a while before pulling back, she'd smooch the tip again before speaking. "Hmm, I wonder if I could use my time here to finish working on my little one. It sounds like you have quite a lot to do yourself... does that mean our time is about over now?" she asked of Childe seeming to come to an understanding about the situation based on their placement within the crumbled space and her own previously dead self.

And so, the moment occurring between owner and manager progressed above the convenience store with Aihara Nao starting a full tirade about cake and its delicious nature. All the while, one Kurusu Akira was elsewhere in a hospital bed, wishing he could have something indulgent to eat like cake. Compared to the taste of 'green', he'd take just about anything edible. Hell, he'd eat the painkillers from his IV if it were possible! This hospital stay wasn't going very well. Ah, and Akira was expecting two visitors today... but more problematic was the visitor he'd been dealing with for the past hour or so. "Say, Renren! When you get outta here, we can even get back to what we used to do, y'know? Getting back at all those shitty adults... or I guess those shitty 'older' adults now. Right? Right?" the loud blonde who recently discovered Akira's new identity spoke from beside the hospital bed. In response, Akira merely groaned. He should have gone the silent protagonist route much earlier in life. . .

In the meantime, Shota was excited to see the growth of Mitsuki right before his eyes. On her way to the bed, she requested one of the condoms he had on hand. A mere slip into his pocket while stepping out of his jeans produced the object easily enough. He wondered what she'd do with it. Maybe he'd catch on video the act of her putting it on him with her mouth? Maybe those moments of staring at his cock had already taken over her mind, leading to the idea that she should abandon the notion of protection. They all wanted a full breeding session with him eventually. Ah, but when she received that wrapper, Mitsuki did something very different ─ albeit worth recording in its own right. She held the condom wrapper between her teeth, posed on the bed, and requested to be bent over that same bed. Shota was elated. He caught it all on camera. "Ooh! That's damn sexy! Love it!" he praised while stepping forward. Shota would be retrieving the condom with his own teeth, pecking Mitsuki's top lip with his own. In retreating, his free hand grabbed the wrapper and ripped it away. One-handed condom equipping was something he practiced quite frequently. While donning the contraceptive, he nodded in a silent suggestion for Mitsuki to turn herself around.

Kama gained an understanding of the world and the inner workings of entities this world had no proper knowledge of yet. It would serve her well in the future. For now, she took a very 'casual' load to the throat and expressed some thoughts regarding her most recent child yet to be born. Childe noticed she kept kissing the tip of his cock when backing away, and wondered when and why she developed such a habit. He knew of it, of course, but never imagined it being such an early feature. "I gotta go around and find out where you picked up some habits one day. You're a lot more sensual than you probably realize by now," he commented. As for the time they had now... well, Childe would start by releasing his hold of her ankle after one more lap of her juices. In this void space, she'd easily float instead of falling to the nonexistent floor. "You should finish it in here; it'll be better if you're using anything I just gave you. Don't wanna break Gaia ─ not with something like that anyway. But no, we're not done ─ not for long. I'll be back to answer a question you'll have, and to give you the thing I came here for. Y'know we weren't supposed to fuck? But what can I say; I can't resist you. See you soon♥~" With that, Childe faded away... but where to?

"Put this on and then bend me over this bed and put it in here..." Those words spoken by Mitsuki were also spoken in a parallel world. There, Childe appeared fully dressed and just slightly glistening in sweat. He stood outside the door to Mitsuki's hotel suite, knocking loudly enough for the sound to reach them in the bedroom. "Hello?! Housekeeping!" he announced, resisting the urge to laugh at his own antics. Just shy of speaking the same words he shared in the primary timeline, Shota scoffed. "Just ignore that, Chigucchi. That thing you just did has me ready to go ballistic. Let's get started, yeah?"

While Rita learned of her new manager's interest in the confections she created. One of her other employees was making her way through signing in at the hospital to be a visitor to one Kurusu Akira. Having done the necessary amount of signing in and being quite used to talking with doctors and nurses in passing, Nanami Mami was twisting a single lock of hair while finding out by the sign-in sheet of the day that Akira had another visitor. How odd. She figured his 'step-sister' and 'friend' would be busy and thus wouldn't be here to be annoying. Still, since she didn't recognize the name she couldn't make the usual assumptions. 'Oh well, at least it wasn't a girl visiting...' she thought. Her own plan was still one which could be put into motion. She could still pretend to be caring enough to keep him dangling for any future plans she decided. "Akira-kun, I came to see you~" Mami announced herself while looking over a blonde male who looked a bit like a delinquent. 'Is he being shaken down by some random? Does he even have a spine?' she wondered after making a quick assumption and walking over to stand to one side of bed while she waited to find out what this situation was in truth.

At the same time Mitsuki had managed to do something a bit more forward. She'd presented what she thought of as a much more deviant amount of forwardness. And in turn she was complimented about the sexy nature of the words she spoke. 'Okay! It worked!~' she mentally congratulated herself. "Ehee..." she chuckled almost nervously. Unconsciously her hnad went up to the back of her head, but she still seemed pleased nonetheless. What was more, Shota would approach, grabbing that condom with his own teeth and causing a quick interaction of their lips. She watched as he placed the condom on and then took his suggestion and presented her backside to him. She would be settling in with her rear up in the air, her moist folds back together but still with just a smidge of space and her facing the opposite direction as she thought over the size of his manhood and the goodness such a thing would present in a sexual sensation. It was quite an exciting prospect, actually.

Meanwhile Kama was having her habits noticed, as Childe mentioned some kind of curiosity about when she developed such habits. Apparently it was enough of a curiosity that he wanted to see when she developed them and claimed that she was more sensual than she realized even so early. "Hm, if you're talking about that one, a few days before now... is probably when that started," she gave him that bit of information without too much thought. Soon enough though, she was dropped only after another lick to her loins was delivered and then... instead of falling, she simply floated her body curling into a semi-fetal positions her hands coming to rest over her womb as she began to play around with the ball that was there, which still mostly consisted of the deposits of Daikichi Hiruko, but her own body now contained quite a bit from Childe so she'd think of working some new things in. "Yes, I know several children were made today, but I wouldn't want to break anything~" she claimed as her fiddling began. According to Childe, they weren't supposed to have sex today, but he couldn't resist her. He'd be seeing her soon, with something he came to give her, and... an answer to a question. How interesting, "Hai, have a good day, Onii-chan♥~" Kama mentioned as she continued her work and allowed the emptiness of the space she was in to enable her quiet works.

Meanwhile, in a parallel world a certain set of sentences. Still before anything else really happened, a loud knock and the call for housekeeping happened. Mitsuki's eyes widened as the knock happened and she immediately reached over to a side chair for the robe she'd moved there in the previous day. She wasn't going to answer the door naked. The words of Shota hit her ears, he was ready to go already and she should ignore it? "Kakihara-kun, I know it's inconvenient but what if it's important. Besides... if I don't answer it, they could just open up the door anyway... and it'd be embarrassing to be seen like that," Mitsuki concluded. She slide into her bathrobe and managed to tie it while moving out of the bed. She smiled while heading for the door. "Don't worry, you just have to be a bit patient..." she said. Nothing about her plans had changed so far, and she'd be heading for the door lightly on her feet, hoping she didn't look to out of sorts herself. "Coming!~" she called back at the knock on the door. Once there she took a deep breath and opened it. Surprisingly enough what she found outside didn't look like housekeeping. "Are you... housekeeping?" she asked her brows furrowing lightly. But in truth she was kind of just staring. This man was gorgeous and lightly glistening with sweat but dressed nicely. If he was truly just a housekeeper he might have gone into the wrong job.

As if having one blonde in his hospital room wasn't bad enough, Akira soon had to deal with Nanami Mami walking in for a visit. Hers was at least expected, but he didn't want her around long enough to encounter Chizuru. Besides that... there was the problem of the male who looked Mami up and down with a wide grin. "Ohh! What's that? Renren, you got yourself a girl?" the male asked while Akira groaned. "Ryuji... just stop saying words," he responded. Of course, that would never be enough to dissuade the other male, who was already looking Mami's way again. "Sakamoto Ryuji! So, what's the deets? You Renren's girl? Am I interrupting the sexy home care scene? Huh?" the one called Ryuji wondered.

In the meantime, Mitsuki was prostrating herself before a very erect, albeit sheathed Shota. He held that covered cock firmly in one hand, keeping the other hand steady for the camera's sake. "Got yourself a nice ass here, Chigucchi. You ready for me to work it over all night?" he asked rhetorically. Naturally, it was Shota's intention to do precisely that regardless ─ he'd be establishing a nice place for himself inside her body. Even now, Shota was rubbing that rubber tip against her folds as if to further lubricate it, only to begin inching into her entrance after a few traces were made. All to fully make his mark, he intended to go for a gruesomely slow insertion full of throbbing.

In a similar version of events, Shota was instead being denied entry. Mitsuki refused to ignore the housekeeping call, insisting that they could/would enter during their special moment if she didn't respond. "Just tell them you're busy then," he urged as she slipped on a bathrobe. This wasn't going to be good for his video; he'd have to do even more editing. Well, it would be fine as long as he paused the recording for now. Shota would just have to address the fact that she made him wait, and perhaps insist that she take responsibility. Moments later, Childe was being greeted at the door with a question about his identity as housekeeping staff. A gentle, yet devious smile was on his face as always. "Hey there Girlie. Nice robe~" he said. "I'm not housekeeping. Well, unless you want me to be. I just called myself that to make sure you answered. See, I'm pretty far out and could use a shower. Mind if I borrow yours?"

In a rare showing of change, Nanami Mami, was forced in a moment to change her mind about her initial understanding of a situation. 'Oh, so more like a childhood friend. What kind of nickname is Renren for a person called Kurusu Akira. Maybe he got it when he was young... middle school or high school,' Mami put in the time to think about it. At the very least this man's oblivious nature would make him easy to read and even easier to get information out of, if she found herself needing it. Calculation played across her face before her eyes closed and she decided the way to go about responding. "Iia, iia.... Akira-kun and I are just friends... no need to leave on my account~" she claimed with practiced ease. If Ryuji stayed she'd get more information out of him, and if he knew they weren't dating she could probably entice him into revealing information just by paying a bit of attention to him. Men like him were so easy to deal with it wasn't even funny. "Nanami Mami, yoroshiku, Ryuji-kun~" she managed playfully. "Also I don't think anyone plays at home care for someone in hospitals. Seems like it'd be pretty desperate to try and move in a guy who can't move away~" she uttered seriously. 'As if I'd ever bother doing something like that. No need when he's already the type who can't even say no to his friends... ' Mami thought, she wasn't the type who wanted to take care of others. She wanted to be taken care of, and Akira was perfect for the role of caretaker with no real effort put in, while she shopped around for the perfect man.

At the same time, Mitsuki had presented herself to be entered after being a little daring. Her reward for that was a comment about the niceness of her rear and a rhetorical question from Shota about her readiness to accept him all night. "All night?" she pondered that phrase, if only for a second. She assumed such a thing wasn't actually possible, but by the time she would have questioned it further, the tip of his sheathed cock was already rubbing against her undercarriage. "Hai! I'm ready~" she claimed as the push began. She'd thought it be a tight squeeze and it truly was. There was so much more girth than she was used to, it somehow felt more intense than even the first time she'd had sex. If not for the natural slickness and the ability to keep producing it, she was sure this would actually be quite uncomfortable. Still... she couldn't say she disliked it. She was practically panting face reddened as she struggled to conceptualize the sensation happening within her loins. "Gaah! It's so tight..." she muttered softly. Still her hips were moving just a tad as if to encourage the rest of he entrance. There was truly something about this kind of thickness she was liking the deeper it reached.

Meanwhile a different Mitsuki hadn't even gotten started yet. She'd gotten up in a robe to go and answer the door to her hotel room. "I'm not that rude, but I'll still try and be quick," she uttered. Ah, but someone like Kakihara Shota was already thinking about, how to turn such a situation around to benefit him. Oh well, what he couldn't know was Mitsuki was currently answering the door for someone who visually put Shota to shame even fully dressed. When he spoke to her, she was certain she felt her heart skip a beat, and there was something about that call of girlie she was sure made her loins twitch internally. "Ehee~" she giggled a little. "It's just the hotel one...." she murmured almost sheepishly. Where did that come from, she was normally quite confident in her cuteness but now she wanted to hear what else this man liked about her. What was more the man claimed he definitely wasn't housekeeping but that he'd wanted her to open the door. He was pretty far out and in need of a shower. Mitsuki looked at him and he was quite sweaty. It would be neighborly to help out, yeah and she'd be allowed a bit more time to look at him. "Oh? That's it... I was hoping you were like a model of mine," she mentioned, 'Then I could have claimed a work emergency and rain-checked,' she thought seemingly distraught that there wasn't an opening to spend some more time with this particular man. "Still, I don't think it'd be good to not help out since I'm not currently using my shower. I mean someone else is in here, but if you don't take too long I don't see why not. Just remember a cute girl did you a favor, okay?" she said quickly. "Oh, and I'm Shichigu Mitsuki... in case you need to know which cute girl did you a favor," she followed up quickly and stepped to the side to let him in.

According to the young woman introducing herself, she and Akira were only friends. The black-haired, bedbound male seemed a bit downtrodden upon hearing that; he still hadn't gotten over the breakup. Ryuji, on the other hand, was still smiling like an absolute goofball. If this wasn't the other lad's girlfriend, maybe he had a shot worth shooting. "Woah! Not girlfriend, but still visiting? Renren, ya' gotta teach me how ya do it!" Ryuji said, looking toward Akira once more. "Stop everything. Just... go for now," Akira insisted. Still laughing and having a general good time, Ryuji grabbed Akira's phone to claim his number. "I was gonna get going in a minute anyway. I'll just get your number and stop by later. Ya' want Big Bang Burger tomorrow?" he asked. In that moment, Akira gained a spark of life and appreciation for the blonde male. "... Yes. Absolutely yes!" he said, just barely managing to sit up a bit. Ah, but he was being rude. Mami did come for a visit, and though he didn't want her here today, she was here now. "Eto... How was the new job?" Akira asked. He didn't look at the lass when questioning her, nor could he think of another topic to broach after all that happened between them. Still, Akira wasn't going to just sit there silently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki's readiness to receive Shota was voiced and recorded perfectly. Maybe he would have preferred if she asked for penetration, but recent events saw to it that Shota was a little pent-up and impatient. Contrary to that, he'd make sure no real speed was applied to that insertion. He wanted Mitsuki to feel every agonizing millimeter of his cock squeezing its way into her hole, to know fully that she'd never experienced anything like him before. Verbally, she acknowledged the tight squeeze even while egging him on with her hips. This was the sort of moment Shota lived for, and the type he'd be fueling with more leading questions. "It is. So what do you think, Chigucchi? You like 'em big like this?" he asked.

Across the dimensional gap, there was a Mitsuki being a bit shyer than her normal self. A cute little giggle came before her admission of wearing a simple hotel robe. To that, Childe snickered. "So what? It could be made of paper and you'd still make it look good. You recently showered yourself, huh? It's a shame I missed the wet hair; that would have looked even better," he rambled. Childe saw her looking, but he was doing a bit of looking himself. A distinct lack of extra effort to cover herself, whether intentional or not, had him spying a bit of cleavage under that bathrobe, while Mitsuki expressed her hopes that he was one of her models. "Oya? So you want me to pose for you? We just met, you know?" he joked. "But I'd do it~" he added. With permission to use the shower, he swaggered right into the entryway, slyly slipping around Mitsuki and barely avoiding contact while still facing her. "I don't mind if somebody's here. And hey, I'll remember that favor... and pay you back a few times over. Call me Ajax. Mind showing me the way to that shower, Mitsuki?" He paused there, thinking twice about his form of address. "Oh... or do you prefer if I just keep calling you Girlie?"

The more Ryuji talked, the more Mami realized she could definitely find him useful later. He kept talking and she could take away from it, that Akira was apparently pathetic enough to draw in the caring type of young women. She wasn't this herself, but she definitely made herself look like it for her own means. Whatever the case, Akira definitely didn't want the lad here, after realizing they were actually friends, she had to assume the lad with no tact knew a bit too much about Akira for him to want him to keep talking. Ah, and this one definitely was used to being bossed around by Akira a bit, as he seemed to be run off easily enough after acquiring Akira's number. Though she did notice how happy Akira seemed to be at the mention of food. Well, her dad did always complain about that sort of thing which was why he cooked at home. Perhaps she could bring him something next time. "Oh? Akira-kun, you didn't have to run your friend off so fast. I promise I wouldn't have laughed if he'd told any embarrassing stories... like how you ended up with a nickname so different from your name~" she said seeming to tease, but the truth of the matter was his nickname choice was still rather odd. Whatever the case, she'd drop it for a few seconds to discuss her work day as it was something which was still weighing in the back of her mind. "My day was okay... I started at this little convenience store, but it's seeming like it might be a bit shady. The store didn't open on time and the lady running it might be sleeping with the manager or something... you know general work drama..." she said waving it off. "I don't really have to ask about you... all cooped up in here. I'm actually surprised anyone visited. Bet it makes you happy though~" she couldn't resist poking more fun at the man every time they spoke. It always sounded light hearted but she meant to crush his obvious insecurities. She'd seen him look a bit downtrodden when she'd mentioned them just being friends. She'd imagine he wouldn't want his other male friend to know she'd broken up with him recently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing a deep penetration at an exceedingly slow pace. Her body didn't know how it wanted to react and she was so busy accommodating the girth currently filling her body. It was such a new sensation so full of pressure. But it wasn't anything she couldn't enjoy. As she was dealing with this mentally Shota began to speak again. And when he did she found herself having to contemplate his words while her hips wiggled encouragingly. Did she like them this big, well there was a simple answer to that, "I like it..." she uttered 'So far..' she thought figuring the lad didn't need to know she was mentally working through everything. She was sure it wasn't all of it. His cock hadn't reached the depths of her... she could feel the pressure building up inch by inch, and would much rather concentration on her feelings and breathing than trying to answer. Still, she'd provide him some words which weren't simply her own moans or panting as she adjusted to this situation. Whatever the case, she'd aim to keep enjoying.

And in a different timeline, a Mitsuki was instead... finding out what it was like to be completely mesmerized by a new person. The man before her definitely should have been someone's model. The entire time he was standing in front of her she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering arund his form. He even had a little window low on his hips which she kept inadvertantly looking towards between her own words and his. "I didn't do a hair wash yet. I usually do it before bed, since drying it helps me get sleepy..." she mentioned of her wet hair, 'Why did I tell him that... it's not like he's going to be here for my before bed routine, wouldn't mind though...' she thought quickly. Why she provided this man such information, she didn't know... but she really wished she washed her hair during the day, if it would have given them something to talk about for a little longer. When he jokingly pointed out that they'd only just met when she memtioned the modeling thing she blushed intensely, "But I mean when you look like you do, you should be photographed. And I'm actually a really good photographer, if you're going to need one for the Con," she covered for herself quickly. Since he'd offered something like that... there was no way she wouldn't jump at the opportunity. "Ajax... okay. Just don't forget!" she said seemingly huffily. He said her given name while slipping around her, and she enjoyed it, but when asked which type of response she enjoyed more... she was able to formulate a real answer. "Right this way, and you... can call me either, but I do like it when you say girlie," she admitted with her face turning the color of a ripened tomato. Whatever the case, they'd be walking past the open concept bedroom and towards the bathroom and she'd be leading the way while stealing several glances at Ajax. "Bathroom is right here. There are some fresh towels, and a new toothbrush and some of the soaps if you want by the bath," she offered while her eyes kept shifting towards that window. "Let me know if you need anything else..." she said as well not even able to draw her eyes away enough to remember that Shota was probably still in the bed.

Akira didn't really like the idea of this particular male having his contact information right here and now, but there was nothing to really be done about it. He'd already started weighing positives against negatives. On the negative side, Sakamoto Ryuji could contact him. On the positive, however... he could eat something that didn't taste of green. "Hehe! Alright dude, I'll call ya' tomorrow. Ah... I guess you can't really reach the phone all the time with those arms, huh? I'll just show up! Peace!" Ryuji said with that doofus grin. While making his way out, he smiled and nodded at Mami. Once Ryuji was gone, Akira heaved a deep sigh of relief. "Yes I did," he insisted about having to run Ryuji off. No details would be given about the reason; he'd just move on and listen to talks of Mami's day. She spoke of job fraternization like it was such a casual occurrence. Well, it was interesting if nothing else. "Isn't that kind of a bigger deal than you're making it? I can't imagine it happening that often," he said. With Mami moving on to play her little mind games and point out his apparent loneliness, Akira merely shifted his gaze away. "I'm indifferent on this one. Futaba and Yu were here yesterday. I'd honestly rather rest today."

Finally, Shota was seeing some progress. This video collage had the potential to be his best yet if Mitsuki kept progressing at the current rate! If he managed that, all of his plans would fall in line. For now, he was content to keep her hanging on by a rope. Apparently, she liked them big. That was the sort of thing he wanted to hear while reaching the halfway point of Mitsuki's canal. Alas... there could have been more. A quick slap to the ass while he thrusted to the three-quarters point of her canal would surely get things going properly. "That's what I like to hear! Tell me what you like about it♥~" he urged.

On the other side, Mitsuki was claiming she normally washed her hair before bed. "So I should come back later?" Childe replied cheekily, still carrying a half-joking tone with every word. It wasn't long before Mitsuki randomly decided to advertise herself as a photographer ─ being willing to take pictures of him if necessary. How interesting it was that such a thing happened so quickly. "I'm not here for a convention, but you can take pictures of me if you want. I'll even pay you for it," he claimed. Whether he paid in cash or favors, though... that was yet to be determined. It seemed he'd continue calling her 'Girlie' as he had when they first spoke. He followed her toward the bathroom in relative silence, taking only a moment to shift his gaze toward the bedroom. Shota was scrambling about at the time, failing to see the threat to his existence in the suite. That was probably better for him... for now. On the other hand, his ignorance left Mitsuki rather... unattended as she showed Childe the facilities. She wanted to know if he needed anything else, and notably they were still stealing looks at each other. "Thanks," he said initially. In that moment, he was casually stripping away that gray jacket to unveil a physical statue literally beyond conceptualization in this world, lean though it remained. "I might need something. What's on the list? Company? A peek at that wet hair look? Peek at something else? A kiss for good luck so I don't slip in the shower? I'll respect your wishes, so be careful when you offer a guy 'anything'. Got me, Girlie?♥"

Akira ran off his friend rather quickly. It seemed almost suspicious to Mami that he didn't want his other friends around her. She knew that Yuusuke and Futaba didn't like her so that made sense, but this blonde male didn't seem like he had enough brains to be mistrustful of her. Perhaps that was it, in his pitible state he didn't want to potentially lose Mami's attention to his brash friend. 'That might be worth using a bit later...' she thought. When she mentioned the current state of her job life, he wondered if it was a bigger deal than she was making of it, "Maybe, I've seen a lot of odd things. One of the managers seems like he's a failed scientist, super nerd or something like that... the owner is one of those desperate housewife looking people... it seems like it'll be pretty dramatic," she said as casually as she did anything else. "I also said it was a bit shady, but I'm just a cashier who will hopefully never had to deal with that kitchen stuff too much so it should be fine," she claimed seemingly surprise. A wicked grin coming to her face for just a second. "Or are you interesting cause it sounds perverted~" she teased once more with it lacking the true light-heartedness that such jabs had between friends. She was even further rewarded by his indifference about his loneliness. Ah, the other two had come by the previous day, so having two people show up today was unexpected. "It's okay, I'm fine with stopping by to check on you and make sure you're not too lonely~ It's good when someone who doesn't feel obligated stops by to say hi right?" she claimed of herself. In truth she'd only stopped by to make sure he was appropriately isolated. If his other friends had already stopped by and all she had to worry about was the blonde delinquent, she could easily get more information and keep Akira under her thumb. She was pleased by this information.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy accepting a cock much bigger than she was used to. Every push forward was something quite ridiculous but she was adjusting just fine. While she was doing her adjusting he came to a stop and then slapped her on the ass before pushing forward again. She'd not expected that, and yipped in response. "Eeep!~" she squealed, still that push forward seemed to distract her a bit more. How much of him was actually left before their skin touched? She didn't know, but why had he hit her? She wasn't sure if she liked that or not. It seemed like the sort of thing one shouldn't just do, especially considering he knew already that she didn't do this sort of thing too often. "It's... thick... and throbbing..." she mentioned after a moment of thought. During that time the tightness of her core twitched a little. "My butt stings, I don't think I like that..." she explained quickly. Maybe it just seemed presumptuous? Or maybe it should have been something else? It didn't matter she was still enjoying the experience over all... though she'd truly rather be concentrating on the feelings in her loins instead of anything else.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki who was talking to Ajax was having a very different time. "Or you could stay..." she said immediately before flushting. "Chotto... I don't know where that came from..." she said seeming to blush intensely. She was a cute girl, not usually one who was so forward. It felt a bit strange to randomly say something like that but she didn't actually want to apologize because she felt like she meant it. Still she found out more about Ajax as he was called. He claimed that he wasn't here for the convention but he would allow her to take pictures and pay her. That was exciting considering she didn't actuallly expect this man to stay around in her hotel room with her while she 'entertained' someone else. "That's great, we could exchange numbers before you leave so you can contact me if you want~" she offered quickly. So easily did Mitsuki all but forget about the other lad, who said nothing even when she walked by with someone else in her company. When she offered anything to Ajax he had something very seductive to say. He removed his shirt and she looked at a torso she thought couldn't actually exist. This man had to be a model of some sort given this form. How was he so thing but so muscular. She didn't know she liked muscles until she looked at this man shirtless. And his questions of what was on offer made her stumble though her words all as her core throbbed at the simple mention of the term 'girlie'. "Given this, I doubt you need help with anything... I wouldn't mind being company but I wouldn't want to intrude on your private time. If you wanted to see something I don't mind. And if you wanted a kiss I'd definitely need to brush my teeth first... I'll be careful what I offer, but I also have to be a good host to you..." she rambled while her eyes fixated on his half naked body, surely there was nothing wrong with being helpful. Yeah. She was sure of that.

According to Mami, the situation at her new job wasn't too strange at all. Well, she'd at least seen quite a few things that made it less ridiculous. What she said about her manager and store owner made it seem like that business was just some rag-tag group hoping to work itself out. Akira thought she'd fit right in by the strangest means, but that was not a thought he'd share or let leak into his expression. "That's a weird group," was all he said about the workplace. As for his interest and any connection to Akira's own perversions, he couldn't even deny a connection. It certainly wasn't the cause for his questioning, but he didn't stop being a pervert just because a truck hit him. "Well it does make a pretty good scene. Workplace deviance is a pretty popular tag; it's good stuff," he blurted out. In all actuality, he wouldn't have minded the chance to see Mami in a storage room or something of the sort. That thought aside, he finally looked her in the face when she spoke of getting a visitor with no obligations. He couldn't call that a lie, but it was not steeped in truth. It seemed Mami didn't feel obligated to check on him, but there was an obligation in there somewhere. What was it? Either way, the specifics she mentioned could not receive his agreement. With that in mind, he answered very specifically. "It's always good to see you. It doesn't make sense that you showed up here, though. You could have just gone on to live your life after... last time."

Lo and behold, Shota was having one of the best shots ever in a single transition. From his perspective, Mitsuki was struggling to handle the dick that hadn't even made its full journey into her body yet. Yes, it was thick. Yes, it was throbbing. Yes, she had every reason to like it! Sadly, it seemed Shota was dealing with the second girl who disliked a spanking. What was his luck with those lately? Oh well. "Must've been bad timing. Gomen, gomen~" was Shota's only response. From that three-quarters point, he withdrew for a few practice pumps. It was high time the game began anew. "Still got some dick left to give, Chigucchi. Think you can take it?" he asked. Well, Mitsuki's opinion on that didn't matter; he just wanted the answer. Without even waiting around though, his next maneuver was a quick thrust bringing their bodies together and simultaneously knocking the entrance to her womb.

Childe's, or rather Ajax's idea to make a return trip got a very swift retort from the other reality's Mitsuki. The alternative of sticking around until her bedtime was such an honest statement from her, she didn't even consciously speak it. He knew the reason. One day, perhaps she'd know too. "No need to be shy. Who'd complain about a pretty girl wanting them around?" he asked in rhetoric. That shirt was discarded with such ease and a marked lack of concern. Luckily for him, he actually had a phone ready for this time period... and a special trick from the science-savvy individuals to ensure it could be used regardless of the time or dimension he was in. "I'll make sure to do that. For the photo op, right?" the ginger asked with a flirty undertone. Moving on, the most important part of their existing conversation was coming up... and 'Ajax' was casually loosing his belt, as if he didn't care if Mitsuki remained present while he became more nude by the moment. She'd offer company, but would not intrude on whatever privacy he desired. If he wanted to see something, she was apparently complacent. If he wanted a kiss, she just needed to brush the stain of Shota from her mouth. Mitsuki really was quite the good little host. "The whole list, huh? Well I'd be a bad recipient if I didn't accept everything you're willing to offer. I'm not worried about privacy, I'll look at anything you're willing to show me, and if all a guy has to do for a kiss is wait for tooth-brushing... who can complain about that?" During that rebuttal, Ajax pulled his belt in one fell swoop, completely removing it from his trousers to toss it atop that jacket. "Anything in it for you? I can't just be a bad guest when the host is so hospitable~"

Mami was setting a trap as far as she was concerned. She had to keep Akira latched on for a while yet, and perhaps come up with a contingency or two to keep him hooked even if he naturally lost interest. With these thoughts in mind, she gave him information about her current work situation and gained herself an opening to call him a pervert. "Right? I don't know how it's supposed to work," she said almost haughtily. There weren't enough people there yet keep her on the lower impact of tasks. But with such a ragtag group she could rather easily figure out how to keep everyone on her side while not committing too much. Still, it wasn't worth the extra thought just now, no... instead it was only a gateway to tease Akira with. "That sounds like way too specific of a way to describe it... you're such a freak, Akira-kun," she said while giving him a side-eye completely disgusted by his honesty in this case. But such was how they interacted, "I'm just kidding but you shouldn't just blurt out stuff like that. I'm not even your girlfriend anymore..." her tone was light and teasing but those words were once again meant to cut a bit deeper than most. At his final words she could only shrug, it would almost seem like he was on to something, but Akira wasn't that kind of individual. No, he was probably still moping about losing her and it was only made more painful by her current presence. 'Hmphf, he's so love sick, he's still stuck on me even after I trampled on his feelings. This will be too easy,' she thought. "You don't have to be so sad about it. We didn't work out as a couple, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't want to be friends. And I couldn't be a good friend if I didn't at least come and check on you~" she affirmed as if her reasoning behind showing up was so very simple. Of course it wasn't but he didn't know that. No he was a simple boy who didn't get a lot of attention, it'd be all too easy to keep him sniffing around after while she figured out the kind of man she wouldn't mind actually being with.

At the same time, whatever ideations Shota was making about this moment, Mitsuki was too busy having her body adjust to an intrusion unlike any other. That slap to her rear wasn't one she enjoyed very much, or at least she was pretty sure she didn't... and Shota had the decency to apologize, however insincere it might have actually been. No matter what, she'd ended up mostly able to catch her breath by the time he'd initially stopped moving. What was he saying, he still had more of his cock to give. He had to be kidding. Well, she'd already gone this far, she could take a bit more... "H....HHHHYUUUCK!~" she couldn't even get out a word before she felt the sensation of him ramming against what had to be her most definite end. Ah, that was an odd sensation. It took the breath out of her, and oddly enough made her body convulse as all that building tension she had released in an orgasm. That should have been painful... and perhaps it was, but maybe the sensation was just jarring enough to help her even whle she wasn't specifically concentrating? Yeah, that sounded about right.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different timeline was flirting with a man she'd just met and seemingly succeeding at it, even though it was quite clumsy and she seemed to be almost star struck. "Ehe... well, I am a cute girl~" she said a bit of confidence coming into her visage at his words. She wasn't purposefully doing anything but that didn't mean she wasn't quite taken with Ajax already. She spoke of exchanging numbers and he asked if it was about the photo op they'd been talking about. Somewhere between the door and the bathroom, Mitsuki had learned the art of pretense and lost it in the same amount of time. "Or you know just to hang out, I don't think I'd be that picky if you were the one calling me Ajax..." she mentioned with an intense blush on her face realizing she'd once again said something way more truthful than she'd intended. What was more everything about this man's vibe was strictly superior in a way she couldn't describe. Perhaps there was someone else in her memory she was comparing him to, but she could barely remember a face to go along with such a thought. Why would she care about anything else. He was even willing to wait on her toothbrushing and made it sound like it was no real hassle at all. It was such a welcoming atmosphere how could she do anything but fall into it. "Yeah, the whole list is fine... And good oral hygiene is nothing to complain about." she said while staring. Her eyes had been drawn to where his belt had been and now she was looking at his pants. With a body like his surely he wasn't lacking anything right. She had a great feeling about it even if she hadn't seen it yet. In fact her eyes were so concentrated on his exposed body that she found her mouth opening to answer his question without anything resembling proper consideration. "Anything in it for me.... you," she said immediately. "Wait, I don't know why I said that, but.... I don't want to take it back either. I'll be a good host by giving you those things you've asked for, and you can be a good recipient by sharing some of you. Like uh, taking off your pants, yeah... there is an image here and I can't imagine the proper frame for it," she said quickly. Even though she thought of taking pictures she definitely wasn't about to leave this room without the experience. The pictures could wait, but the pretense remained. Welcome back pretense, all the while Shota could have died in the other room and Mitsuki probably wouldn't have noticed.

Lying, manipulating and scheming were simply the ways of Nanami Mami. Akira had known as much since the day they met, and in truth it was the most appealing thing about her. Every word to pass her lips registered as one of three things. The only truth she spoke was about not knowing how her new job was supposed to work with its existing staff. The claim of joking in her response to his perversions was an outright lie; something about that really bothered her. Pointing out that she wasn't his girlfriend was manipulation to put him under emotional duress for... whatever reason she had. "Right..." he said, managing to sound downtrodden yet again. In Mami's last clause, there was a small web of lies Akira could sense. What were the specifics? He couldn't fully tell, but there was room for thought. They didn't work as a couple: false. Any perception of them being such was solely in the public eye and the title they decided to place on their relationship. There was an implication that she wanted to remain friends: also false. She wanted a connection, but nothing true. Was it for her own amusement? He never managed to figure out what the underlying purpose was, and he was no closer to doing so now. "I'm not sure why you want that. I'd like it if we could understand each other though. Maybe..." He stopped himself right there for numerous reasons. Regardless of those, the words Akira spoke were the absolute truth. He'd wanted nothing more than to understand Mami and have her able to understand him. They could have been the stuff of legends. Perhaps they still could be. . .

Once again, Shota was not receiving the response he wanted from Mitsuki. This time, however, he got something even better. Wordlessness took the girl, and only a loud moan passed her lips in place of an answer. Her orgasm was apparent, and so was the start of an epic journey for Shota. "Oh? Is that a no?" he asked, laughing all the while. "Too bad~" he said afterward. Now that full penetration had been achieved, Shota would finally begin thrusting properly. Minor retreats led to repeated knocks against Mitsuki's cervix ─ something he'd keep at whether she could handle it or not. In fact, he'd only think it was better if she couldn't.

Speaking of things that could be better, it seemed the other universe's Mitsuki was in better spirits now. She was right back to acknowledging her own attractiveness, to which Ajax could only agree. "Yeah you are~" he stated. Mitsuki claimed the exchange of phone numbers would be for more than just a photo opportunity ─ it was also just to hang out. Of course she wouldn't turn her nose up to such an opportunity. In fact, he believed things would have been even easier with one of his other forms. A couple of his variants probably wouldn't have made it past the entrance without being grabbed by the dick. Whatever the case, Mitsuki offered the full list of hypothetical 'help' offerings, adding a positive notion about oral hygiene. "You're not wrong. A clean mouth opens a lot of opportunities," Ajax commented, taking visual note of where Mitsuki's eyes were... stuck, for lack of a better word. A Freudian slip would occur as he watched her staring. That did nothing to change the path his mind was taking. "Careful Girlie. Eye contact is a form of acknowledgment. Based on where you're looking when you say that, a guy might make assumptions about something you might not be ready for~" the man teased. It would be then that Ajax started the process of unbuttoning and unzipping his breeches. Since Mitsuki's request was that he share some of himself and ditch his pants, he was certainly going to do so. The pretense Mitsuki presented would only help along the process as Ajax pulled apart his zipper. "Not sure if it'll help. You might need a new lens. Why don't you go ahead and brush? This'll take some doing, and nobody wants to pull out flaccid. That'd be rude to the host~"

Mami was succeeding in keeping Kurusu Akira a bit downtrodden. That was what she wanted after all... it was better for her long-term plans if he continued to desire a connection with her, and was hurt by the mean things she said, while also being too locked-in to let go. What she couldn't see, was the fact that his placidness was an act, it wasn't something that ever occurred to her. There was a great deal of mental pleasure derived from his soft reactions and his inability to say no to her, she'd definitely made the right choice. This rightness was confirmed by how he chose to address her talk of friendship. He didn't understand why she'd want that... of course he didn't. Besides that friendship wasn't something she truly wanted. She wanted him to follow her around like a lost puppy she could kick but would keep coming back to her. "Good friends are hard to come by, besides... you'd be a bit hopeless if abandoned, I wouldn't do that~" Mami said for her reasoning behind wanting to continue their friendship. Of course this wasn't the whole of an answer, or even anything resembling real depth for her. Still she had something else to say as an alarm on her phone dinged letting her know it was time to go home, as her father would be there making dinner pretty soon. "Anyway, understanding comes with time, and we haven't had too much of that yet," she commented. "But you're not going anywhere so there is plenty. Ja ne, Akira-kun... I don't know how busy I'll be, but maybe I'll stop by again~" she offered the lad that fleeting hope and grinned as she turned around. He was right where she wanted him to be. If she visited even just once more, it'd probably be enough to keep him dragging along for the rest of the school year after he got back on his feet.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was coming to terms with a sensation she never thought she'd feel before. Once more... she didn't exactly hate it, but for some reason she wasn't entirely certain she liked it either. The feeling of something hitting her cervix was jarring internally. It had her tongue falling out of her mouth. It left her panting and unable to make a cogent sentence. And by the time she would have tried to put together another one... the words of Kakihara Shota were once again streaming from his mouth. He seemed to be teasing, and maybe this was just part of how he enjoyed sex. His words hit her ears along with a laugh. Could she handle it? Well obviously there was some ability to discern whether or not she liked such a sensation. Her hips had now started moving, seemingly of their own accord, as if to encourage the stroking motions as if seeking something else after that first orgasm. Even, "Ah-.... I... I'...m fine..." she muttered panting out hot breaths as drool trickled from the tip of her tongue. Her hands were already clutching the bedsheets as her core continued to twitch, each knock against her cervix sent that same strange sensation through her body and each retreat gave her more sensation to work with, surely her second orgasm wouldn't be as hard to achieve?

Meanwhile, in another universe, a different Mitsuki was being seduced by a different ginger man, in the same room as the first... without Shota's knowledge. He agreed with her assertion that she was a cute girl, and this only brought a deeper hued blush to her face. If he kept doing that, she was sure she'd allow him to do anything he wanted without worry. A full list of hypothetical hosting things was offered and a commentary about the avenues a clean mouth could open made her nod her head. "Right, nothing bad about a solid toothbrushing!" she agreed without hesitation. Still, her eyes had not moved from this man's body. She watched him and embarrassed herself by allowing her thoughts to slip out of her mouth without a filter. What she received in exchange for this was another warning that she listened to only moving her eyes after his zipper was peeled apart. "Well... you didn't have to say. Cute girls should want to see new things, even if they aren't prepared yet..." she said as if that made anything resembling sense. Whatever the case, apparently she should start brushing her teeth because she'd need a new lens an Ajax didn't want to pull out something flaccid. "Well, I wouldn't want to encourage rudeness... or be rude myself..." she murmured, finally drawing her eyes away and as a flustered mess quickly found herself at the sink, brushing her teeth furiously, while trying not to look into the mirror and behind her to see the man potentially still disrobing, but not too hard.

If nothing else, Mami truly did have Akira wrapped around her finger in a way. He couldn't give up on her without a thousand answers that he just wasn't getting. Moreover, the potential she showed as a partner for him was, in his opinion, second to none. Even though his friends warned him against this pursuit, there was nothing stopping him yet. Ah, but Mami's misleading nature continued to rear its head. Good friends were hard to come by, she claimed. He'd be hopeless if abandoned ─ that was also true in a way Mami couldn't understand. "Yeah... they are. And you're right," Akira stated. One more truth passed Mami's lips. Between the two of them, nothing that could be called a reasonable amount of time had been invested. "Yeah..." was all Akira said after letting that thought process. By the time Mami spoke of returning, there seemed to be a pleased expression on the male's face. Why? Well, it wasn't actually due to her mention of visiting again. If she was leaving now, that meant he no longer had to deal with the risk of her encountering Chizuru, whose visit he expected at any random moment now. "H-hai. I'll rest for now. Thanks for visiting," he said. "If you want to come again, just... eto... let me know ahead of time?"

Mitsuki was... 'fine' apparently. Shota kept snickering, not believing a single bit of those words she barely managed. She was clutching at the sheets even though her hips were moving of their own accord. The sounds he heard were an indicator that Mitsuki probably had a very nice expression on her face. For the sake of his recording, it was only natural that he take advantage."Oh? Are you really?" he asked teasingly. That knocking would continue ceaselessly as Shota held his phone forward, flipping the screen to continue recording Mitsuki while making said recording visible. With that, he was able to see her face with that protruding, drooling tongue, even if it revealed the fact that he was no longer just snapping pictures. Of course, Shota himself was now in the shot as well. "That doesn't look 'fine' Chigucchi. You look like somebody getting split in half. Is that how you want it?"

All the while, the other universe's Mitsuki was still in the earliest phases of something unfathomable. Ajax was content to string her along for a little bit before a grand reveal. The toothbrushing wasn't a necessity as he understood it; any residual mana left by Shota would undoubtedly be deleted from existence before making contact with him. On the other hand, letting Mitsuki move to the sink was an excuse he wouldn't pass on. As she stood in front of the mirror with that furious brushing motion beginning, he took his place behind her. Taller by more than a head, Ajax had a clear line of sight... but his eyes weren't always on the reflection of Mitsuki's face. He looked down periodically, whether to glance at the toothpaste on her lips, that cleavage line, or her backside ─ all while working his pants down in her blind spot. "Best seat in the house, huh? Tell me, it wouldn't be too forward of a guest to ask for a little help, would it?" he asked. Ajax hadn't been one of those lesser creatures in need of stimulation (visual or otherwise) for a very long time, but he was certainly the sort who wouldn't let go of the opportunity. He could have easily willed himself to a permanent erection if he wanted to... but where would the fun be in that? "You said cute girls want to see things. Well, guys like me seeing things helps cute girls have better things to see. Capiche?"

Mami's understanding of her current situation was indeed quite skewed but as she was getting what she wanted, she hardly minded. No, instead she was content to play her mind games and drag Akira along with her until he was nothing. He was already so nearly listless that it should have been considered a charitable act by a girl as pretty as she was to give him anything resembling attention and friendship. "Of course I'm right, I'm rarely wrong~" she concluded as if this made perfect sense. Of course, that was simply a bit of affirmation for herself, the earlier parts of today had been a bit less firm than she was used to, but Akira was always what she thought he should be. He claimed he'd rest for now and simply wanted to know ahead of time if she was coming for another visit. As she got ready to leave he claimed that he simply wanted to know ahead of time, "Iia, it's easier just to pop up on you, in case I catch you doing something naughty~" she said in a manner that was implied to be joking. Of course, she would only give him as much notice as she felt like because that was her own way of doing things. And with that she left the hospital room, stopped back by the desk, checked out and headed home. She had a smile on her face and felt a strange sense of relief. While Mami was making her way down the street towards a nearby train station. One Ichinose Chizuru, was hopping off a bus. She'd come from her job and had with her an insulated bag full of food and appropriate utensils which she planned to feed to Akira. Along with specially (and separately bagged) dessert parfaits, and a few different snacks and drinks for them. She had with her anime for them to watch together, 'In Another World with my Smartphone' and nurse 'uniform' and a string of size large condoms. Yes, Chizuru was a girl on a mission and nothing was going to stop her today.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was being dragged along by Shota and her own body with no real extra work needed. Though she found something about Shota a bit grating, it wasn't enough to make her stop moving her own hips against him, nor was it enough that she would have felt fine simply walking away without this experience. Yes, he was still being rather annoying with what he was saying, but... with him filling her up like this and constantly knocking against her womb she couldn't think straight enough to argue. "Ha..ha...hai!" she claimed. Her own drooling tongue hanging out and her constant panting taking place, she knew she wasn't far from another orgasm, but still she could hardly be bothered by anything. Would have have preferred Shota be a bit less vocal during this part? Probably, but she supposed he deserved to get something out of this exchange as well. And as if she needed something else to be annoyed by his phone was now in her face, front facing camera on and obviously recording. When she looked into it, she could see both of them from this perspective. They were really going to have to talk about boundaries, this sort of thing wasn't at all what she agreed to when she'd told him he could take pictures of her. "Ugh-haaaaaaaaaaah♥~" she couldn't even get out her desired words as she orgasmed for a second time so close to the previous ones that she was sure her brain was trying to erase itself. She could chew him out, but... maybe she'd wait until after this was over.

At the same time, a different Mitsuki was busy having a different sort of conversation and a different kind of build up towards sexual activity with Ajax instead of Shota. Everything about this set of interactions was weird. Mitsuki had found herself falling prey to the pushiness of Shota before but now she was easily chatting with a man while burshing her teeth and she could hardly remember her morning before encountering him at her door a few minutes prior to this one. And while she brushed her teeth furiously to rid herself of... whatever it was that might taint her, Ajax spoke of the best seat in the house. She looked at him in the mirror and he always seemed just outside of her blindspot. She couldn't quite see what he had going on, but she did occasionally make eye contact with him and blush furiously for being caught staring... again. Before she began rising her mouth she answered his question, "Iia, you can ask assistance. I'm a good host so it seems okay to me~" she agreed quickly without even knowing what it was he wanted. Cute girls wanted to see things and guys like him liked seeing things too... 'Sou ka.' That was easy enough to understand. Besides that, since she'd be seeing something else, and had been for quite a few moments, there was no issue. "I get it..." she muttered as she started another round of brushing. During this she loosened the tie on that robe, and began to shift. Little by little, she let it fall off her left shoulder revealing all that unmarred flesh. If one looked in the mirror they'd initially catch small glimpses of perky breasts topped with pink nipples and all the flesh of her back would be revealed down to right above her backside. 'Does this count as enough of a show I wonder... he didn't say how he wanted to see it or anything,' she seemed almost pouty when thinking about it.

The departure of Mami was fast approaching, and not a moment too soon. Sadly, she left him with the notice that she found it easier to drop by randomly to... catch him in the midst of something naughty. He wanted to gag, mostly because it was far too difficult for any quality time with himself now. The problem of her running into the room while someone else was present... Well, that was something Akira resigned himself to dealing with later. Sense couldn't be talked into Mami in moments like this. Regardless, she was gone as quickly as she appeared. Naturally, Akira kept his eyes on the lass as she departed. He'd once again be suffering the inability to masturbate despite the current tingling in his groin. Well, at least he was alone for now; perhaps he could manage something if it became necessary.

With muddled plans on one end, executed plans were on the other in Osaka. Everything was going perfectly for Shota. He was closely observing that active recording of Mitsuki's face, knowing he'd have to provide a sound warning for anyone who got to this part of the video. He didn't think she'd make it out of this night with her consciousness in tact. If he wasn't careful, he might even have another hospitalization on his hands. Ah, that would be a lovely end to the story. A bit more of a push wouldn't hurt though, right? "What's wrong, Chigucchi? Dick got your tongue? Let's hear something nice for daddy Shota♥~" he urged.

Whether things were going well or terribly for that Mitsuki, her alternate self was due for a different sort of time. Ajax was now standing behind her, clad only in his birthday suit. Still, she remained none the wiser as to what lay in wait for her. As a 'good host' would, she acquiesced to the male's request for help. Her robe was untied as Mitsuki began brushing a second time. First, that view of cleavage became something a bit meatier. That view was soon joined by the full, unfiltered sight of her back and rear-end ─ with a somewhat pouty expression showing in the mirror to boot. The innocent ones were always so interesting before innocence was lost. Such sights made Ajax believe in his own decisions even more; this was a thing to savor. "That's better than just being a 'good host' Girlie. I'd say you've got all the makings of a hostess ─ definitely one I'd like to have. So? How are your moves?" he asked, a playful pat to Mitsuki's backside delivered as Ajax decided to... borrow a technique from the musically-inclined souls he knew. That light slap wasn't just to see her ass jiggle; it was equally for the purpose of sending the wavelength of a song, one that wouldn't exist for some years yet, into her soul. That sensation of having an unknown tune in one's head wasn't so mysterious after all.

Mami left, and Akira was left alone with a tingling groin. Little did he know, there was a small sassy brunette making her way into the hospital who had the full and earnest desire to be the one handling his boner and most other things related to him. Chizuru approached with bags in hand and a smile on her face. She was currently wearing a short red sweater dress that clung to her curves and thigh high black tights with sexy but appropriately heeled sandals for walking around in. There happened to be a very visible flesh gap at the top of her thigh highs and the bottom of that sweater dress. And beyond that today her brown hair was mostly down with a small braid from the left side of her head going back to hold it back from falling over her very exposed shoulders and neck. She moved like a person on a mission and she was, as always. As such some 15 minutes and a small detour of unknown origin later, she'd be walking into Akira's room. "Kurusu-kun, you'll be happy to know, I brought you something exactly opposite of green~" she announced herself, in her little red sweater dress. She'd enter the room and begin setting up, moving a rolling standing table to begin food prep while going through her bags at the foot of his bed. "Oh! I have news, season two of Campfire Cooking is confirmed, hopefully you'll be out of the hospital by the time it releases. Though we do have to make sure you leave Truck-chan alone~ How's it going today?" she asked while moving small bowls and the like out of one of her bags to begin setting up. She fully intended for them to eat together but figured he'd maintain some difficulty with that act himself. She'd gone for one of the lighter meals from their 'Campfire Cooking' marathon. A thinly sliced and ginger sauce marinated pork, fried with onions and carrots and served with rice and some sauce. It could be eaten with a spoon and she fully intended to spoon feed him while they chatted today.

Kakihara Shota was winning, but he didn't know when he had enough. He was pushing quite a bit for more speech out of Mitsuki and now that she was aware that he was recording his pushiness about such a thing made more sense. Even so, he'd done more than she'd expected so giving a little bit wasn't really a problem. She still wasn't really into the idea of dirty talk, it wasn't normal for her to say random things like that. It also kept causing her mental confusion whenever Shota called himself 'daddy' so once again her brows furrowed. She huffed her way into speaking, "You...you're even better than I imagined!" she exclaimed. "Keep going!" she asked quickly. That was about the best he could utter and even afterwards her face was flushed. She wasn't a vulgar person, a compliment and encouragement tended to be the kind of thing she went for, so she'd spread it to someone else.

At the same time, a Mitsuki who'd previously been about to deal with Kakihara Shota, was currently getting a different kind of treatment all together. Meanwhile, she was told that she was doing more than just being a good host. She still hadn't laid eyes on this man's nudity, but he was seeing hers and she didn't mind. She'd started her second brushing and was being encouraged as he tapped her rear and wanted to see her moves. Something about the way he asked that, made her grin. "Cute girls love dancing~" she said earnestly. Beyond that she almost felt like she could hear music. That sort of thing did happen from time to time, like getting a song stuck in your head. Even so she didn't know what it was, but she was suddenly shaking her hips. Dancing in front of the mirror allowing that robe to fall further and further until it was gone and on the floor. And with that her plump little rear bounced just a bit. She could swear she could hear an almost swarmy beat, telling her to loosen up. She had no problem doing that in this context. She she did a little dance for Ajax until she felt her mouth was clean enough.

Akira had about fifteen minutes of solitude after Mami's departure. In that time, he'd taken to visualizing quite a few memories of the girl. Some moments of her being dressed in things that could be considered lewd were visualized, including a few choice peeks into cleavage and some accidental up-skirt views. Those moments were his favorites from their relationship and the time leading toward it, so he replayed them frequently and vividly. The longer Akira thought, the more he found himself with an elevated leg and a careful hand rubbing the 'tent' in his hospital gown. Luckily, he'd been careful enough to avoid any speed or discard any covers. If he hadn't taken such care, he would have been in a far more awkward situation when... Ichinose Chizuru suddenly walked into the room looking like a woman ready to move in. "Ichinon?!" he exclaimed in shock. She barged in so suddenly, and immediately went to work setting things up. He did expect her arrival, but he figured she would be introduced by a doctor or nurse. So, there he sat with an arm holding down his erection. Eyes darted toward Chizuru, and... indeed, she had something besides green. "Red," he said at a near whisper. Akira felt his cock throbbing against his arm, as if trying to force the limb away from itself. Maybe the chat Chizuru initiated could distract him from awkward dangers? There was exciting news, after all. "Season two already? I only just saw the first season yesterday! Is this what binge culture is like? And..." Suddenly, there was silence from Akira. The 'not green' thing she actually had was hard to keep his eyes on, considering the getup of Chizuru he had to look at... but the smell of food drew his attention well enough. Was this the karmic payback for having to deal with Ryuji's and Mami's visits, and the associated stress? Was he actually allowed real food? "Is that... real food? Like, authentic, not green... edible food?"

Shota was all but incapable of stopping his antics. He goaded Mitsuki time and time again, all to get better material for his ultimate revenge video. Beyond that, the degeneration of Mitsuki would be a personal victory in his book. According to her, he was even better than she imagined. He was encouraged to keep going, and indeed he planned to do so. Ah, but that would come with some caveats yet again. "Good girl! Hey... you want me to make it even better for you? I can give you this all you want, but it can get even better if you ask nicely♥~" he offered with that same cheeky attitude.

Speaking of cheek, there was quite a bit in Ajax's vision at the time. According to that version of Mitsuki, cute girls loved dancing. He rather enjoyed the sound of that. "Nothing better than a cute girl~" he said before letting his eyes wander downward again. With her rear bouncing as it did, he wouldn't be looking away anytime soon. Ajax let his erection form at a speed more natural to mortals, though still a bit beyond the norm. By the time Mitsuki finished her second brushing session, she'd be sure to find something quite abnormal in size and weight tapping against her shaking bottom... but surely he wasn't quite close enough for anything but his arm to reach her. "Done brushing? Wanna know what guys like me love?"

Akira had been working on his boner related issue, but Chizuru had shown up just in time to interrupt. It was a shame she went straight to putting together food for them, she really would have helped him out with it. When she heard him say her name she chuckled, "Hai! Sorry I am a bit late... I ended up staying at work a little extra to help out, since they did me a solid~" she said playfully. The solid she was referring to, had to do with the cooking process, which she couldn't complete in her apartment. So she'd taken someone's shift in exchange for a bit of kitchen access. As for his whispered comment of 'red' she grinned. "I figured green was off limits but red is one of my favorite colors~" she explained of the outfit of choice. "And I figured the sweater would be good for the hospital chill~" she mentioned knowing full well this was somehow less clothing than the previous day. Beyond this point there was the matter of season two, which she discussed while putting together a large bowl of white rice and the ginger soaked fried pork. She pulled one spoon, one large can tea drink and one straw, along wit some napkins and put them together. "This is exactly what binge culture is about. Watch a whole show, search the internet, wait for news about season two. It's like winning the lottery. Then... you find out it isn't going to be release for 10 months, so you binge a whole but of other stuff, to fill the void and then... and then... a preview trailer and an announcement show up, and it's three weeks away and then you start your fresh watch, hit your rewatch and it's lottery again!~" she mentioned in her playful yet spastic way, she definitely seemed the shut-in who finally found a comrade. She was quite the nerd about her anime series of choice. As for his last question she wheeled that table in front of him, and slipped out of her heels to climb into his bed gently around his legs to sit across from him with the food between them like a real date. "Of course it's real food. I wouldn't want you to be here eating only green for days. And a bit of home cooking goes a long way for morale. Bedsides, you went into the streets with Truck-chan and came out the other side... what's a homecooked meal for something like that~" she claimed jokingly. "Besides that Red Boar Ginger Rice Bowl looked easy enough to recreate with the right ingredients. Ready to try it with me?" she asked knowing what sort of answer to expect. Food in place, her own body in place directly in front of him while managing not to harm him and she'd be ready to begin helping him eat.

Mitsuki was experiencing a first for herself. Two orgasms so close together was quite beyond the norm. When this was something added to be an experience of a fullness unlike any other she found herself willing to bend at least a little because, in her own experience this was quite the feat. Even though she didn't agree with how very pushy this young man kept being. Right now, she'd all but asked him to keep going and somehow he still wanted her to say more. This was after he'd called her a good girl, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that either. She usually enjoyed compliments and encouragement but perhaps she was simply overthinking things presently? That brow furrowing would occur again for a number of reasons, mostly her brain disagreeing with thinking while her body was in duress. But... a request like that wasn't so bad, so she could and would likely acquiesce since he was already inside her and still ready to do more. "Please, Kakihara-san, keep going...I want to feel more," she murmured. It was the truth as innocently as she would have normally stated it. That was about as nice as that request could get. She wasn't the type to use the sort of nicknames he kept calling himself. If she'd had longer to think about it, she probably would have thought through her general discomfort, but that wasn't something to think about in the moment.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was having a different sort of experience. Ajax claimed there was nothing like a cute girl, and she found something affirming about that. She grinned even as she brushed her teeth. "Right?!~" she claimed. She'd danced while naked, and brushing her teeth and she'd been having quite the good time of it without any real interference. Nothing about this situation felt anything but right. Though she did notice that ever so often she felt something gently tapping against her rear. She would have thought he was gently tapping against her rear with his hands, given the oddity of that weight. She was done brushing and rising and lifted her head gently afterwards, peeking at him through the mirror and having a pretty good understanding of their distance. "Yeah, I am done now... all clean. And I definitely want to know what you're into... are you tapping me?" she wondered as she started to turn around and face him which would bring her the sight of his nudity.

While Akira was dealing with his heart palpitations, Chizuru apologized for being late. If she'd been any earlier, things would have been beyond problematic for him... so he was actually rather glad she worked late. "It's no problem. It's been a hectic day so far," he said. Akira couldn't claim her timing was perfect. In fact, ten minutes later would have been fine for him. Why couldn't he manage a single session in this hospital? Well, it wasn't like he had an effective way to clean up regardless; it was probably for the best that he kept being interrupted. What didn't help though, was the sweater dress Chizuru came equipped with. Paired with the thigh-highs, the plumpest part of her thighs was made visible and accentuated by coverage elsewhere. Marvelous. With such an open top, Chizuru revealed her lack of bra, but... not at all a lack of what one would hold within a bra. Those measurements she gave were no lie ─ not at all! What was she saying though? A sweater would be good for the chill of a hospital? How did that count? "Ano... I'm not too sure that'll help. You're kind of uh... yeah..." he babbled. How was Akira supposed to save that? "Well you didn't run to get here this time," was the decision he went with. Chizuru had a notable lack of sweat glisten compared to her last visit. As if that were a reasonable segue out, Akira went right ahead with acknowledgement of 'binge culture' as they were calling it. "I'm not sure I'm built for the lifestyle. It sounds like it'll be a nightmare." With that said, more surprise would come Akira's way. He noted the bowl assembly and singular utensil, but he didn't assume it was to be a shared dish. Besides, it was more imperative that Akira question something else he realized ─ even as Chizuru invited herself into his hospital bed again. He'd have to fight that aggressive erection and free his hand at some point, but first... "Wait, home-cooked? You mean you actually made all this? It looks really good; you must be a great cook."

Shota never got the full service he wanted. On the other hand, he was consistently getting more and more out of Mitsuki. His offer to make things even better for her, for example, garnered a bit of pleading just as he intended. Mitsuki didn't refer to him by the name he would have preferred, but that was alright; she'd fallen into the trap. "Well, since you asked. I'll make it a hundred times better for you, Chigucchi♥~" he warned. Shota would knock her cervix a few more times, a bit slower with less impact during each. With that done, he slowly retreated until his covered cock was removed from her entirely. "Arch your back a little more, Chigucchi. While you're at it, try telling the camera what's going on in your life. I know you're new to this. Go for something like... 'the best cock ever is coming into me,' or something like that. You'll love what happens if you pull it off♥~" he said. While speaking, Shota was preparing for the next phase. His free hand was rolling that condom off slowly. His intention was to have it removed, so that by the time Mitsuki began speaking again, he'd be pushing his raw member deep into her body once again.

While Shota tried to influence the version of Mitsuki in the proper timeline, Ajax seemed pleased to be dealing with a more natural approach to degeneration. He was fully aware of Shota's behavior in another dimension, and had full confidence that the version he now faced would make far better shifts with no prompting necessary. Such was the way of the truly powerful entities deserving of titles and the like. For now, Mitsuki announced her completed brushing process while he looked at her face in the mirror. She asked if he was tapping her... and he merely smiled confidently in response. What he said did not address her question at all. "Sure you didn't miss a spot? Toothpaste residue becomes annoying if you let it dry, you know?" he stated while Mitsuki turned to face him. Then and there, they'd bear witness to each other's full frontal nudity. On Ajax's end, said nudity involved a glistening tool of adamantine firmness, a thickness that her hand couldn't hope to wrap fully around, and a length that effortlessly bridged the otherwise platonic amount of space between their bodies. "I'm into cute girls that are into dancing. I'm the kind of guy who sees a nice pair of hips like yours moving around, and starts thinking about turning someone's life upside-down. Maybe I'm weird for that; I dunno. You into that kind of thing?"

Akira wasn't allowed the time to get himself off, but... instead he was given more eye candy and a bit of pleasant conversation. The exchange was something he may not have been aware of, but it came with a few extra benefits. Whatever the case, Akira had apparently been having a hectic day, "I bet. Everyone is hearing about what happened to you and all... sitting in a hospital room, your doctors and nurses coming in and out... terrible~" she claimed knowing the ins and outs of hospitals from some experiences in her younger life. No matter what, she was still just here to spend time with Akira. What was more, it seemed he didn't agree that her sweater would help with the hospital chill? But there was no real answer given for it, instead he ended with, at least she didn't run today, so she wasn't sweaty and thus able to get colder. "Oh? Nice recovery!~" she exclaimed as if it was a prime move for him. She even gave a thumbs up, though, it was obviously meant to be a bit cheeky. As for his delve into the binging life style, "Eh? But you can't even go anywhere, its the perfect start for your mad descent! The binge is choosing you, and I am its emissary~ You'll be one of us!~" she offered with a wink. After making the bowl and inviting herself into his bed, she sat across from him with that bowl of steaming rice and ginger soaked fried pork with its dressed sauce and grinned. It would seem he was surprised by the idea that she could cook. To her credit she managed a blushing reaction with her hand extending to the back of her neck as if she was uncomfortable with the attention. "Ehehe~ You see, I learned how to cook when I was little. And the work I do, requires me to maintain those skills so... yeah. I cooked this. Besides, you have to be able to balance out all that junk food consumed during a binge~" she said her voice light. "I'll be your hands for a bit, ya' know, since you sacrificed them during your epic battle, with Truck-chan~" she offered. Scooping up a little rice, a piece of pork and some veg and a bit of sauce, she'd blow on it softly to bring it down to the right temperature and then extend it to the lad across from her. "Ahhh~" she opening her mouth to mimic the motion he should be taking.

Shota wouldn't get the full service he wanted, but he was also still technically benefiting from dealing with someone without 'otherworldly' experiences under their belt. Mitsuki could only truly offer resistance to things that her soul didn't agree with in a natural way. And right now, that was mostly just things her brain pinged as being odd or too embarrassing. She wouldn't step too far out of her own comfort zone but such was pretty natural for her. Right now, she was being congratulated once again but his tone seemed off. Luckily for him, she didn't have time to think about it, as he began moving again within her core thus distracting her from her normal thought processes. He was even withdrawing, her assumption was that he'd be using the extra force to push and added the desire for her to arch her back more. She could do that... a gentle shift in position wasn't too odd. He gave the advice for her to speak to the camera and even some samples of the types of things he'd want to her to say as she moved herself in. While that seemed like advice, what he said wasn't something she'd consider saying. "Chotto, that's way too embarrassing..." she said. Still, if there was a reward involved. "You're still so pushy..." she commented in a round about way, pouting slightly. Still she'd have to take him at his word that this whole thing was for his own personal collection and thus she wouldn't try and ruin it for him. Mitsuki could give something... "I'm-hyuck~" she was going for something a little more genuine but it was cut off before she could get it out. Why because Shota was once again ramming himself into her. It did feel different, somehow, but she couldn't quite place what made it different. It was better though of that she was certain. Her panting began properly as such and she wouldn't be able to stop her hips from moving either.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki who was allowed to progress naturally, seemed to be having quite the good time. Ajax was a comfortable person to talk to... and that made it so easy to take his suggestions and be herself in front of him. Her little tooth brushing dance would come to an end, but when it did a bit of commentary came from her... "Eh? If it didn't get it all I think the best I could do is have another shower, that one was serious~" she claimed in a joking way. Of course, beyond this point when she turned around to face the confident smile she'd seen in the mirror. She saw his full frontal nudity while he saw hers. But what was now in her line of sight was something else. She looked up at blue eyes and orange hair, and then her eyes traced down his body. She saw arms at his sides but at his center past where that hip window had been was... something her brain couldn't calculate. She immediately looked back up at him in time to hear him speaking. He was into cute girls who were into dancing. She was one of those! HIs following sentence implied he wanted to turn her life upside down, she didn't mind upside down! Her eyes traveled down to the length of his body and then up again. Maybe he was weird? If he was she was too! Was she interested? Well there was only one real answer to that... one which she would open her mouth to give, an emphatic yes, the likes of which this universe could fully acknowledge, "YES! DADDY!" she said immediately only to cover her own mouth. "I... don't know where that came from. I... don't know if I can handle all of this at one time. I really want to try though..." she said. "Hm, that might be too direct, but cute girls can be direct!" she rationalized to herself, as her eyes once again looked down at a shaft she was sure wasn't meant to fit inside of human bodies and surely wanted it inside of hers.

"You have no idea," Akira said with a sigh. Chizuru seemed to understand how things could be hectic when trapped in a hospital bed, but Akira's day was made worse for completely unrelated reasons... twice. It really wouldn't be a bad idea to binge another season of anime and forget the rest of the day. If nothing else, he was likely to forget based on what Chizuru chose to wear during this visit. He couldn't say with certainty whether her lack of sweat was positive or negative, but that lack of coverage for the top portion of her torso was certainly the former. He was chosen by the binge, according to Chizuru. He'd be one of 'them' she continued. Akira heard those words, but processed them differently. He'd been chosen by the deviant thoughts, and would submit to them at every opportunity. How could he not? The way Chizuru's cleavage showed, it would be so easy to just... slip something into her shirt. While Akira dealt with a thousand degenerate thoughts, Chizuru confirmed her cooking ability and offered to be his hands for the meal. "That's a lot to go through for my sake. Arigatou. I─" He stopped there, flabbergasted by the sudden spoonful of food held to his face. An offer to be his hands was one thing, but experiencing it was different. Moreover, Chizuru's open mouth with that added sound was infinitely distracting; he couldn't look at the spoon. Akira merely sat there, mouth gaping in amazement and... realizing he was staring after a few moments. "Ah..." He released a noise only due to his own realization, thinking there was only one answer to this awkward situation he created. As such, Akira shifted his gaze to the spoon and attacked it. Ah, but it seemed he'd actually bit the spoon itself in the process. Thinking wasn't his greatest point of strength at the moment.

Luckily for Shota, the same could be said of Mitsuki in a way. He unknowingly managed to avoid something that probably wouldn't have helped his production. In doing so, he also managed to get another favorable reaction from Mitsuki while cramming his naked cock into her core. Nothing felt better than the raw experience. Here and now, it would just be a stepping stone toward something even greater than before. "Oops. Was that too much?~" Shota teased as his hips began working overtime, his cock angling this way and that way within Mitsuki's canal on a repeating journey to her cervix. "You like that, don't ya'?♥"

Meanwhile, the other universe's Mitsuki was joking along during a meeting that would progress more... smoothly, so to speak. Her word choice was of the dangerous variety though, as Ajax saw it. "There's that choice of words again. Watch out. Showers don't have to involve water, you know?" he warned. Ajax knew what Shota's idea of a shower had been with the other Mitsuki, but he also knew such a thing was aligned to the desires of himself and many others as well. Mitsuki was an excellent photographer, but also an excellent canvas. Ah, but what else was she good at? Following the orders of her soul was the answer. After viewing his unfiltered form and receiving a lighthearted question, she responded in such a way as to bind herself cosmically. "Daddy, huh? It's a little early for that, isn't it?" he asked jokingly as a hand rose to Mitsuki's chin, tilting it up. She commented on her ability, or lack thereof, to handle all he had to offer. Such was a concern even for the magically inclined of this era, but Ajax was a reasonable guy... sometimes. "I'm sure you can. But if you're worried about it, I'll only be as gentle or as rough as you want. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. It's fun to ride on both sides like that sometimes, so I'll throw you a bone today. Sound good, Mi-tsu-ki-chan?"

Akira had apparently been through quite the stressful day. "I can sympathize but my own day was pretty normal~" Chizuru mentioned as she was settling in. Sitting directly across from the lad and offering to feed him as she fed herself was too much. Well, so were the apparent dirty thoughts he maintained. She couldn't say for certain exactly what he was thinking about, but she knew she was showing just the right amount of skin and just the right combination of gestures to appear rather open to sexual experiences without seeming too pushy about it. Like someone who learned of sexual activities from watching things but may have only had a bit of experience herself. Just the same watching him stumble and stare as he she held out the spoon for him was almost too much. That bite delivered all the way to the spoon was interesting. "Hehehe~ I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I didn't cook the spoon. I can't say it will be easy on the digestion~" she offered in her lightly joking tone. Whenever he let go of that spoon with his teeth she'd use it again on the bowl and once more assemble a nice bite but this one, was specifically for her. "Itadakimasu~" she chimed as if she wasn't the one who cooked the food. She'd go to eat it, without hesitation while making very direct eye contact with the lad. Her mouth engulfing the spoon, while she made very direct eye contact with Akira. Well, she did offer for them to eat together that shouldn't have been too surprising.

Meanwhile, a different kind of table was being turned, Mitsuki was actually trying her hand at dirty talk only to have her words stolen by his sudden re-entry into her form. It was hot, wet and quite thick to feel from her own perspective. Her body was twitching again as if orgasm was something which was promised. Luckily enough for Shota, it would seem Mitsuki would have a few more moments of a lack of thought. She wouldn't be able to put together anything to be angry about in the middle of this sexual experience. And to his credit it did feel quite a bit better than it had before. Mitsuki would try not to think of his incessant chatter as a negative. "Haaa~" was she going to say yes? Or was she going to say something else? Well it didn't really matter as she could feel him rather deeply inside her and it wasn't something she hated. Ah, actually when he was moving his hips like that and she was moving hers, each of those angled strokes towards her cervix felt quite nice. She couldn't say she disliked this feeling at all, "Hai♥!~ I like when it's that deep!~" yes, that was what she would be choosing to say. She wasn't lying and it didn't feel wrong coming out of her mouth. She could deal with that at least.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was once again having showers mentioned in a fairly indirect sort of way. Still there was something about the way it was said which made her give a slightly sheepish reply. "Well, as long as it's not anything gross I think I could handle it. Besides you were talking about seeing my hair wet anyway, as long as the order is right it wouldn't be that big a deal," Mitsuki mentioned. Such was the nature of those who were mostly innocent. Meanwhile the name 'Daddy' had slipped from between her lips and she was still embarrassed about it. "I still don't know where it came from, but it didn't feel wrong..." she muttered softly. It might have been too early but he hadn't given anything resembling negative feedback. Beyond this point with Mitsuki unable to decide where her eyes were going, it would seem that Ajax was keen to follow her instructions to some extent if she was worried about it. That was nice to know, rather comforting really. "Sounds great, Daddy..." once again her soul spoke and not her mouth and it caused her face to flush intensely. "I really can't stop..." she mentioned not knowing where it came from. "Still a cute girl should be able to call a hot caring guy Daddy if she wants, especially when ti feels right and he accepts, right?" she decided on her own so long as no negatives came from him. "So, how about that kiss and then we start at gentle and I see how much I can take?" she asked seemingly excited about the potential sexual endeavor which was currently happening.

Akira bit a spoon. It was far from the first time he'd done something so random, and it wouldn't be near the last time either. Once he got rid of that ringing sensation stemming from his teeth, Akira regained his sensibilities. Only then could he actually taste the food in his mouth. "Umai..." he muttered. One could almost perceive a single tear welling up atop his bottom eyelid. It may have only been a short stay in the hospital thus far, but either real food now tasted divine... or Chizuru was really an excellent cook. Perhaps it was both? He could believe that. Regardless, Akira did release the spoon from his mouth... only to see Chizuru prepare another bite to take herself. Surely that wasn't her plan all along, right? They were a bit old for the 'indirect kiss' scenario to be a big deal, yet Akira couldn't keep himself from staring and blushing over the occurrence. Maybe he was imagining things, but the way Chizuru took that initial bite seemed innately sexual in nature. Could it have been the eye contact, the way her mouth moved... or just his erection talking? Well, it could have been anything. "You uh... only brought one spoon, huh?" he asked.

At long last, the version of Mitsuki dealing with Shota was going above and beyond expectation. He'd come to expect simpler answers from her, but a few additional words joined her most recent retort. She liked it deep, so he'd give it deep. Of course, Shota intended to do that anyway. How could he not use such a ridiculous amount of dick when he had it to offer? He really was doing this girl a service by involving her in his plans. He'd have his revenge, and she'd have the luxury of receiving dick she couldn't get anywhere else! Shota even thought to sweeten the deal a bit more with another... gift. "I like the way you're talking now, Chigucchi! How about we dust off round one with a big bang? Ask for it inside~" he urged while throbbing and grinding against her cervix between thrusts.

All the while, the Mitsuki in a calmer situation was expressing her interest in showers so long as it didn't include anything gross. Moreover, the idea of her wet hair was brought up again. Ajax supposed he'd be spending a fair amount of time in this hotel room after all, but that was fine. "I wouldn't put anything you don't like on you. Though... maybe something you don't know you'll like until you've experienced it," he rambled. It was always difficult to explain the magical side of some things, but everyone understood after a sample or so. Whatever the case, they had an agreement in the works. He'd take things at a pace Mitsuki could feel comfortable with, and she'd go forth with a newly discovered form of address for him so long as he accepted. "If it feels right, do it. That's how you should move forward in life," he said. An offer to settle that kiss and begin things gently was made. Ajax didn't act on the former right away, choosing instead to take a step back toward the shower. In doing so however, he kept his hand on Mitsuki's chin as if to guide her in with him. His free hand reached back to start the water once the dial was in reach. "We could, if you want to skip right ahead to the main event. Is that what you want?" Ajax asked as the water trickled over his head ─ an occurrence joined by his lips pressing against Mitsuki's. He'd leave her a bit of room to respond, but she'd have little choice but to do so between presses for a bit. Just the same, Shota recently found himself with little choice but to go looking around. He could have sworn he heard Mitsuki's voice yelling something. As she'd yet to return from answering the door, he decided to step out of the bedroom and check for her. Maybe she'd been caught up with whatever person wanted those pictures from the convention?

Apparently after getting over his bitten spoon, Akira was able to actually enjoy his food. That little whispered umai, was like music in Chizuru's ears. Though it wasn't often that she fed other people like this, it was always nice to have one's efforts appreciated. All the while, Chizuru put together a nice bite for herself and quite enjoyed it. She'd actually done a great job of this particular dish, and though she'd taken a few samples along the way for flavor and balancing, she'd not actually had the meal in it's complete form until now. "Mmmah♥~" she moaned a little while she ate, seemingly pleased by the combination. And yes, she mirrored this thoughts they were a bit too old to be cutesy about an indirect kiss, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be beating him over the head with the idea that all of her gestures weren't meant to be simple friendly instances. No, she'd tossed her hat into this ring and she didn't intend to leave without dragging the ring along with her. "Who carries around two spoons for a date, so not my style~" she said in a light manner. Even so, she'd put that spoon back into the bowl and piece together another perfect bite for him to have. She wasn't shying away at all and maintained eye contact. "Open up, seems like you're quite fond of it already~" she claimed as she held out the bite for him. There was no way she wasn't aware of all the places his eyes had graced her skin and mouth. And knowing that he was looking she'd take full advantage and make sure he had a reason to keep doing so.

While a pair ate dinner happily in a hospital room, a different pair was having sex in a hotel room. No matter what happened, Mitsuki wouldn't be regretting the physical aspect o this sexual encounter. The things around it, left a bit to be desired, but she always knew sex was give and take. This was an exchange not a service in either direction, so... she rather easily found herself going along a bit more than usual. At the very least, the lad hadn't lied about his ability to satisfy sexually, even if his attitude didn't always align to something she could deal with. In the present moments that constant knocking was happening near her cervix and after having said something would seem the lad was nearing his own end. She could feel that throbbing, more intensely than normal. Well, his question about finishing inside her was a bit absurd. He was wearing a condom, such things were for exactly this purpose. But given Shota's behavior, she knew he liked goading her into such things. Maybe it helped him get off, and as she was already doing so, allowing a bit of extra didn't seem so odd. "Yes, I want it inside..." well that wasn't an ask but it was technically it. At the same time, since she needed a few more thrusts to finish herself she didn't see it as a big deal. She felt the clutch of her own loins and knew she could finish either right before or right after he did.

Meanwhile, according to Ajax, there was sure he would only put something on Mitsuki that she liked, but she would have to find out she liked it first. That was an interesting thought, but given what this man was like already, she could almost say there wasn't much he could do to her that she wouldn't like. "Well, experience is important," she said in understanding. She wasn't a child refusing vegetables or anything. Moreover, Ajax did have something to say about her odd slips in words and her own understanding. He claimed that if it felt right she should do it. And that was a good way for her to live her life. That felt, oddly empowering for her, she grinned at the notion a deep blush on her face, "Yes, Daddy~" she agreed and felt like she'd be incorporating that bit into her life without hesitation. She was more the type to follow her dreams and instincts anyways. This wasn't much different. And now, after expressing her desires, she found herself being led along by the chin to follow Ajax to the shower. He let water pour over his own head and brought their lips together numerous times while questioning the actual desires Mitsuki held. Did she want to skip right to the main event? Well while their lips kept pressing together she didn't think she truly wanted to skip anything. And the more it happened the more she was sure she wanted to experience as much as possible. "Eto... I don't want to skip anything. I'm... just... feeling a little... anxious, you know?" she murmured. Still, she'd remain outside of the shower, unless he wanted her inside of it with him... "I could join you, in there... I'm getting all wet anyways~" she mentioned noting the water from his head leaning towards her own, though it was more likely her loins were soaked instead even after just a bit of a chat, a look and several presses of their lips together.

Something had to be wrong with Ichinose Chizuru. Something had to be wrong with Akira as well, but she definitely didn't need to moan that way from a bite of food. Did she secretly know about the hard-on he was hiding beneath the sheet with an arm? Were these little actions some cruel torment to keep him erect while he was incapable of dealing with the problem? Something had to be amiss. "Ah..." he uttered once more, again simply because the noise slipped through his throat. As for Chizuru's lack of a second spoon, she claimed carrying two for a date was not her style. "... Eh? For a what?" Akira questioned. When did this become a date? Well, it technically fit all the criteria. They were both away from home, alone together, eating and intending to watch some form of media. One of the two had even gotten dressed-up to come here. Still, that was more forward than he expected. "Did I mention you were confusingly forward?" he wondered. Even so, nothing would stop Akira from taking that second bite... though he did hesitate stare at the spoon for a few moments first. It seemed the 'indirect kiss' scenario wasn't such a simple immunity after all.

Shota's thrusts became long, deep and purposeful as he built toward his own climax. All of the tried and true methods were being used for the sake of getting Mitsuki under his clutches fully. He even knew the removal of that condom was widely considered a dirty move, but that wouldn't stop him from using it. No, they never had room to complain while filled with his incredible girth and plentiful seed. With Mitsuki claiming she wanted it inside, Shota was happy to acquiesce. "Good girl. Here comes your new favorite thing, Chigucchi!" he announced. With that, Shota thrusted with increased force and speed until a slight breach of Mitsuki's womb occurred. Only then was Shota's seed sprayed into the pink-haired girl's core ─ even as he continued those pumping motions at the very end of her canal and beyond.

Meanwhile, Ajax's advice was taken with an affirmative he'd become very accustomed to. He'd hear that from her a thousand more times in her future, his past. Such could be said about Mitsuki and many others... but not this version of Mitsuki ─ not so literally. Ah, but he supposed there would be at least a night of experiences with this one, all starting with a series of kisses en route to the active shower. Mitsuki didn't continue inward, but on the other hand... Ajax didn't stop tugging at her chin either. She was anxious, apparently. That was fine in Ajax's eyes. They could both enter the shower for starters. From there, anxieties and general concerns could begin wafting away. "No worries. I know how to deal with that," he said while reaching out to grasp a bottle of neutral liquid soap. After flipping that bottle upside-down, he'd proceed to squirt soap onto his torso... and Mitsuki's as well. This wasn't going to be a normal shower by any means; he'd apparently be washing his body by rubbing it against hers, all while attacking her lips with increasing fervor. Of course, that would also include using her thighs as a dual-sided loofa for his shaft once a few suds were accumulated between them.

There was nothing wrong with Ichinose Chizuru, well... unless one counted her being 'down horrendous' for Kurusu Akira as some sort of ailment. Did she need to moan while eating? Probably not. Was it her full intention to make sure all the pent up sexual attention that Kurusu Akira had was pointed at her? Also yes. Well, that wasn't a secret, she'd decided to date him a relatively long time ago, and now it was an option so she was making her push as earnestly as possible. "Ehehe~ You really sound so surprised by that," she said about the fact that she was referring to this moment of theirs as a date. "Me and you, sharing a meal, jokes and anecdotes is definitely a date, Kurusu-kun. I even made dinner~" she said. She knew this qualified as a date and she figured he did too, but still the shock on his face, the slightly confused tone, seemed so genuine. It was like he honestly didn't understand her interest in him. And that... just made it even better. His confusion and even that little hiccup about that second bite were enough to bring a grin to her face. His pause over that second bite, made it obvious that the whole 'indirect kiss' thing was probably still on his mind a bit more than he would have liked to admit. "Did the whole indirect kiss thing get to you because I mentioned the date?" she wondered as he finally took the bite. Her nature as someone confusingly straight forward was brought up and she managed to only have her brows gently furrow. "I've been told I am brutally straightforward, overwhelmingly straightforward and even annoyingly straightforward~" she said in a light-hearted way. "Never been told it's confusing before though... that fight with Truck-chan might have come with some special unlocks, Kurusu-kun~" joked though there was something more. "I did say I was throwing myself out there. I have a habit of doing that to an extreme I guess. But I think we get along and I think we're quite alike, so why shouldn't I make sure you understand how absolutely serious I am about that?~" she asked all the while preparing those bites one for him, one for her...

As one couple got to know each other a bit better, a different set of individuals was reaching the pinnacle of knowing each other. Mitsuki was able to feel the continued fervor and that gentle throbbing within her core would become something continuous. The slow build to an orgasm always yielded true relief. Mitsuki claimed she wanted it inside but figured this was part of the play that helped him. She didn't know the condom had been removed. So, once again she was called a good girl but could mostly ignore it as a final knock towards her womb sent her body teetering over the edge. Right up against her womb, no right inside it. Barely peeking into the entrance, and then... an expulsion of fluids, as she orgasmed but it wasn't simply her own. Her core convulsed and then relaxed. Her spine was tingling her mind was numbing and she felt oddly full. This wasn't the sensation of a condom ballooning at the the tip. No... this was actual thick seed spilling into her body right against her womb. The fresh flush she was feeling along with a moan was soon over taken by a clarity of understanding. "NOOOOOOOO!" she exclaimed, as she began crawling forward putting space between her and Shota the instant clarity hit her.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was taking a different pace. She found herself desirous and skittish a strange combination for sure, but it seemed Ajax was used to that. He'd kept a good hold of her chin while they kissed and she'd ended up following him into the shower. Imagine her surprise when he pulled out neutral scented soap and began pouring it on himself. He rubbed against her, allowing her to feel his hard, perfectly chiseled torso against her own softness. She found herself moving against him as they kissed more enjoying the sensation of them touching like this. "Ah, yeah... thanks for that..." she murmured against his lips. She found herself panting as she rubbed against him and enjoyed the sensation of his thickness between her thighs enough to rub against it even as the suds traveled down her own shorter torso towards his cock. Her arms would eventually even be wrapping around him as she began the process of 'clinging' as some would call it all to feel even more places where their skin touched. "Probably sounds weird, but, you feel really good even just rubbing against me like this..." she said softly. "I really like it when you touch me like this, Daddy~" she admitted still blushing. For Mitsuki currently this was like their own little world, how could she do anything but dive as deeply as possible into the man who was offering himself to her?

True enough, Akira was quite surprised by Chizuru's statement. Though all the necessary qualifications of a date had been met, it was unusual for anyone to call something a date so randomly. Weren't prior arrangements a thing in society these days? Apparently, she'd been called various types of straightforward before, but never confusingly so. "Brutally, overwhelmingly... yeah I can see it. I don't think it's annoying though. Maybe a little weird," he mused, seeming to give it a great deal of consideration. Maybe that encounter with a truck really did give him some special unlock. Life had been very strange this past couple of days, after all. "Maybe it did. I could do with disabling some of them though. Uh... not you. I mean... well... I don't get why you're bothering, but it's still kind of nice," he said. It was becoming blatantly obvious how serious Chizuru was in her advances, though that changed virtually nothing. Her apparent interest in him could easily crumble in a matter of seconds, for one reason or another. "We're probably not as similar as you think. For starters, you're a lot more outgoing and outspoken than I am. We might not actually work out long-term."

Speaking of things that didn't work out long-term, Shota's plan was getting the opposite reaction to what he desired. Well, the physical response of Mitsuki was aligned to his wishes. He felt that quaking of her walls as his baby batter spilled into her womb, and he knew her body fully accepted every action he took. From her mouth, however, Mitsuki screamed an elongated 'no' upon realizing what happened. She aimed to crawl away from him, but Shota decided to bear weight upon the small of her back and keep pumping away. "Whoops! Must've fallen off before I went back in! No use crying over spilt milk though, eh Chigucchi?♥" he asked while pushing right back against her cervix.

Meanwhile, Ajax had a version of Mitsuki moving anywhere but away. They were both within the shower with soap spreading between their bodies. Suds formed as flesh rubbed, all for the sake of cleaning Ajax's body and... Mitsuki's as well, though the magical methodology behind erasing Shota's influence was a different matter entirely. According to Mitsuki, she liked the way he felt with their slippery bodies rubbing against each other. He didn't respond right away. No, Ajax kept rubbing against the girl and stroking his shaft between her thighs, all while taking her lips again and again. Eventually, her bottom lip was dragged between his ─ just before his tongue lashed out against it and lingered. There were no words from Ajax still ─ only a smug little grin of acknowledgement. All the while, that universe's Shota was reaching the front door and finding no signs of the girl he sought. Where had she gone? He even opened the door just slightly to peek out into the hallway. Surely she didn't run off in that short amount of time. . .

Chizuru and Akira got their date properly underway with happy conversation. The bit of the conversation which was about herself, Chizuru would hear out while she ate her own bites of food. And while she'd answered she'd make offerings to Akira, such would be the pattern she undertook. He could apparently understand the thought of her being both overwhelming and brutal in her straightforwardness, but he apparently didn't find her annoying at all. Just a little weird, "Oh? That's good, weird is better than normal. And as long as you don't find me annoying to deal with I can keep pushing forward~" Chizuru mentioned as she held a full spoon out for him again. Her teasing joke about potential unlocks due to his near-death experience was accepted, though apparently his new knowledge wasn't all it was cracked up to be. "I told you why, because I like you and I think we have a lot in common. If you're really curious about the specific moment though, I'll tell you. But it'll have to be out little secret~" she said offering him a playful wink. There was a specific moment in their interactions, or rather right before they started which made Chizuru sure she wanted to get to know this young man specifically and she'd likely have to out herself as a bit more than a weirdly straight-forward nerd pervert to explain it to him. She'd take another bite and then assemble one for him while hearing out his newest set of words. He saw them as markedly different because of their introverted and extroverted natures. "Hm, is that a problem? You haven't seen the memes... "He didn't order pickles on his sandwich?~ That one is me, you seem like you'd enjoy a pushier person out in front~" she said a cheeky smirk coming to her face as she moved the spoon back to herself and raised it to her lips while making exceedingly direct eye contact. Her tongue would flick out first and then she'd swallow what she lapped up as far as the sauce was concerned.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing clarity post orgasm which brought her mind and body back into sync. Though she'd accepted the sex and her own desire to try something new, this lad with her continued to push boundary after boundary. This one in particular wasn't one she'd easily recover from, and it required more immediate attention. There was a danger present which her mind, body and soul wouldn't ignore, one which brought sobriety to her former horniness extremely quickly. Ah, but of course, Kakihara Shota wouldn't just accept that she was trying to separate both of them post orgasm. He bore down on her with his weight and continued to push towards her womb with his cock and her body still full of his expelled fluids. His words about crying over spilled milk hit her ears as a complete disregard for her life, personal safety and happiness and a complete lack of disregard for the clear and present danger to herself, coupled with a decision he didn't even allow her to make and was currently trying to use sex to distract her from. "Ug-ah! No! This isn't milk! What's wrong with you?! Get off of me this is an emergency!" she exclaimed, her head flew back as she tried to free herself this time, most likely to knock him in his chin or chest depending on his placement as she used the time to get the leverage necessary to force their proper separation. He'd pushed a step too far and just the act of sex now wasn't worth the dangers it presented.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different universe was having a much less forceful time. She was being rubbed against and uttering sweet little sentences all of her own accord. All the whole the thought of the other man in her hotel room had completely slipped her mind. No, she was fully engrossed right now, slipping her body against Ajax's and sliding her arms around him while his cock slid between her legs repeated against both her thighs. She was also still kissing him and it would deepen in turn. She could swear his mouth tasted delicious but she couldn't quite place the flavors, regardless she wanted more and wouldn't be stopping the depth of this kiss at all. Him dragging her bottom lip and extending a tongue which she found herself excitedly trying to wrestle with in the shower. His acknowledgement and that sexy grin of his were more than enough to get her going and keep her there. What was more, she definitely felt like this was something she should be pursuing without any questions asked. All that rubbing and the water cascading from the showerhead she didn't even care if she got fully wet this time or not. In fact it was her ultimate plan to do so... if only because Ajax claimed some interest in seeing it. All the while her hands were moving up the broad expanse of his back and finding it to be just as muscled as his fore, surely he should have been a model already.

Chizuru would accept weird over normal. In that regard, they could totally relate. Kurusu Akira, the true form of him unseen by the masses, was anything but the milquetoast individual others knew. Perhaps they had different perspectives though? He mulled over that matter while taking the occasional bite, falling into rotation rather seamlessly. There seemed to be a particular reason, or rather a moment, behind Chizuru's interest. What could that have been? They'd known each other for quite some months now, but he couldn't think of any interesting qualities she could have seen in him. "I'm curious," he said after some deep recollection. Regarding the noted difference between them, Chizuru presented it as a positive in her own favor. The pushiness never ended with this one; she was definitely resolute if nothing else. "Well... yeah, that's true and I've seen that meme... but..." Akira seemed to be undergoing some real, deep thought for a few moments. In the midst of his clause, he fell silent for a few moments. What did he have to say afterwards? "... I like pickles." That was all he had. In that moment, Akira decided to merely go for the most deadpan joke he could possibly muster.

In the meantime, Kakihara Shota was being resisted with more physicality than expected. Mitsuki moved her upper body back until her head struck his chest. Doing so was enough to leave Shota incapable of further pumping, but he dropped his phone to wrap an arm around her torso at that moment. Despite her arguing and resistance, he didn't intend to let Mitsuki go just yet. "Oi oi, you're making too big a deal out of it. I'll go pick up the pill in the morning. Might as well kick back and enjoy for now!" he insisted, showing a marked effort to return his earlier motions.

Across the border between this reality and the next, one set of motions went on uninterrupted. The longer Ajax and Mitsuki rubbed against each other, the steamier things got. While Shota busied himself outside checking for Mitsuki's location, she was in that shower being rubbed, groped and tongued until the suds between her and Ajax was rinsed away by running water. Eventually, Mitsuki would find something more than Ajax's cock between her legs. One of his hands had slipped down the back of her thigh until its fingers shifted inward ─ all to wrap around that thigh and lift it. She had no need to worry about balance or slipping, as it seemed Ajax was more than capable of keeping her steady with that one hand. In fact, he was going to keep lifting while steadying her opposite side with the other hand. Mitsuki would be lifted higher and higher while those aggressive lips of Ajax's pecked their way down her neck, then torso.

Chizuru would always accept being weird, it was a hallmark of her personality. As the pair fell into a pattern of eating and swapping occasional words for food, their conversation would flow naturally. The rhythm established by their food consumption wouldn't be disrupted even by the casual conversation. It seemed that Kurusu Akira maintained a curiosity about Chizuru's interest in him and she would answer it with a wide grin spreading across her face, "You know... the first time I saw you... wasn't when I introduced myself to you. I happened to pass you in a very deep conversation with someone during orientation. I knew I had to talk to you then, so I watched you for the rest of orientation and then... I introduced myself the first day of classes~" she mentioned almost eerily. "Do you know what I'm studying in school?" she asked it would almost seem unrelated but it wasn't. But it was in a round about way. Having decided to lay it all on the table, she decided something else as well. Ah, but that statement would have to wait for a bit, while they discussed her more forthright personality and he had a response while she ate. He'd seen the meme she mentioned that paired strong women with softer men and claimed... that he liked pickles. She looked at that deadpan expression and had a follow up for him. "No, you don't. I tell you what you like!" she came back with an unusual amount of seriousness and direct eye contact, before she fell into laughter. "Bwahahahaaha~ How did you hold that?" she asked lightly needing to take a sip of that drink with the straw sticking out of it, and offering it to him afterwards.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki just couldn't quite pull away. Her first offered resistance hadn't worked, but by the second at least the phone was dropped. Of course when he was called out on the actual problem he'd created for her, Kakihara Shota had the pure audacity to claim she was overreacting to this massive problem. "You should get it, you did this!" Mitsuki snapped, ah but he was still lodged inside her. Even though there were a whole list of things she was upset about, the most of it was currently that his semen was inside of her, obviously already near enough to her womb to make the trip to impregnation without even the hinderance of natural antibodies getting in the way. There was no real way to kick back and enjoy when something so jarring had happened, it definitely didn't need to for either of them to enjoy. She needed to get clean and get away from this guy who obviously had no respect for anyone else's boundaries. Basic education said that allowing such things to fester was a bad idea. And allowing it to happen multiple times was also that, "I need to get clean and you need a condom... if it was an accident then you shouldn't be so easy-going about it," she stated firmly though her reaction wasn't quite as violent as it had been. She still didn't want this man's spunk inside her, nor did she like the idea of being saddled with a kid by him. The more she thought about it... the more upset she'd get, but it was decently hard to argue with someone's cock already inside of you.

While one version of Mitsuki was being forced into calmness another was only becoming more excited. Bodies were pressed and rubbed together until the created suds were rinsed clean. Still the steamy nature of this shower didn't seem to be lowering at all. No, Mitsuki was wrestling tongues and lips and still rubbing her body against Ajax's with her arms around him. He rhair had long since become damp but it mattered very little in the grand scheme of things. Instead, she found herself with a hand between her legs as she was lifted. With those lifts she found herself approaching something to even ground though a little giggle did escape her as the lift began. "Ehehe~" was the first sound to escape her, but it'd become a moan as Ajax began kissing down her neck and torso. "Ah~ What are you doing to me?~" she asked moaning her happines. All the while, one would have assumed Ajax to be the only invited guest within the room which belonged to her. As they continued in the shower, the thought of Kakihara Shota still wasn't present for her, she'd completely forgotten about him as she delved deeper and deeper into Ajax's attentions.