Charles Patricius

Kazuhiko was in place ─ the perfect position to take action, with even the bonus of Miko's elevated leg. Even so, action was not taken with any great urgency. He spent several minutes completely ignoring the potential for penetration. Kazu seemed satisfied enough wrestling Miko's tongue from above, leaving her as the victim of saliva affected by gravity. One of his arms was even cradling her head eventually. Alas, Kazu and his body were obviously having a disagreement. He may have been content with this, but there were other powers at work.

Even before anything resembling penetration, Kazuhiko was throbbing between the girl's legs. His hips moved with an agenda all their own during those minutes, causing the underside of his cock to rub against Miko's folds. Slowly did he shift and grind. Perhaps he would have been less riled-up if he just worked out the rest of that partial ejaculation earlier? No, surely any calmness he gained from doing that would be gone by now anyway. After a few minutes, Kazu realized that buildup was going somewhere, and... he recalled an earlier urge. "Annie..." he muttered during one very short breath between tongue swabs. Such would be how the rest of his clause continued as well. "There was something I wanted to see earlier."

There was perfection found in their current positioning. At any time a push forward could have been made... it would have been easy for Kazuhiko to sink himself into Miko's body. She even left herself open and waiting for it. But... it hadn't come yet. No, instead she was being cradled and the lad was slowly grinding against her exposed undercarriage. Every moment sending a jolt of sensation through her folds which had her gently moaning into his mouth and soaking the underside of his cock in her juices. Whatever he was preparing for, she couldn't fight it. She had no resistance built up to him. And even though they'd not yet brought their bodies fully together she could already tell it was going to be an experience.

As he cradled her, one of her own arms was found up. She'd traced up his sided and allowed her arm to find its home on his upper back. She'd run her hands through the mess of his hair and held him close with tension at his scalp. By the time he pulled away even the little required to speak, a squeak of a whining noise escaped her lips. Still his tongue came right back a moment later. He called her Annie and she truly didn't mind it. That's who'd she'd been for three hundred years and it was how he knew her best. She had no confusion about which form of her he liked best, she was being shown already that it was just her, regardless of the form. "Charlie♫~" she sang as her eyes opened. There was an intense blush on her face. "Let's make it happen then♪~" she said. If this was a dream, she wasn't going to deny him or her something they wanted. If it wasn't she sure didn't want to skip anything they wanted. Whatever he wanted to see, if she could show him, she'd agree without hesitation. She'd once said she'd follow him anywhere, and she was just now coming to realize exactly what she'd meant by that.

Over the course of their morning thus far, Kazu felt a great many things. On the other hand, there were very few things he'd been able to see outside of that tease offered by the lass earlier. He knew things that happened, of course, but seeing was a different matter entirely. Surely Miko didn't mind. Indeed, her eventual words confirmed that assumption, making it seem as if she wouldn't mind anything happening at this point. "Hai," Kazu said, slightly taken aback. With that, he brought lips and tongues together again, and continued his efforts.

Only a few more minutes of this passed before that incessant throbbing of Kazu's member reached fever pitch. At such a time, he lifted his upper body and stroked against her folds further. It was time he got rid of the remainder. One friction-filled thrust, one deep grunt, and he was sullying Yuuya's room once again. Of course, that wasn't the important thing. The thing of greatest importance would be the sullying of Miko as he sprayed an ivory shower over the whole of her upper body, face, and... the bed beyond. That was another thing to worry about later, but there was no time to focus on that. Kazu was in a trance upon finally having that visual ─ though not a legitimate magical trance. Actually, the state he was in resulted in the quick snatching of his phone... and there it was again. Just as before, his thumb was rapidly tapping the screen. His arm moved around in an almost comedic fashion, mindlessly snapping photographs of the coated Miko from various angles. No way was he going to miss an opportunity to see this visual a thousand times over.

There was a certain amount of openness that was presented by Iino Miko. She was willing to explore as she always was, probably even more considering her own own focus in this moment. There was a certain low level shock as she made her agreement, even without knowing exactly what it was that Kazuhiko himself was after. The truth of the matter was, that Miko would have agreed to most things where Kazuhiko was concerned, especially in the context of their current adventure. It didn't matter though, he was leaning back in and Miko was accepting him once more, this time their mouths and lips made contact.

And thus they started up again. There was a throbbing coming from Kazuhiko's dick as it rubbed against Miko's folds. And Miko for her part in this was having her own building sensation. That movement against her folds was quite enticing. She could feel the throbbing and they were still kissing several minutes more. Such a grinding type of wet sensation could easily contribute to an orgasm on her part and would do so... "Aaaah♫~" she moaned her happiness as she was washed in a wave of Kazuhiko's expulsion. How interesting. It still made her skin tingle and though her eyes closed initially a certain wetness occurred between her legs and a splash of fluids from her also covered the lower half of their current spot. Ah, this was a picture time. Miko licked her lips as several mindless photos were taken of her covered in spunk. She truly didn't mind and those eyes of hers eventually opened. Her face was gently red and she found herself staring up at Kazuhiko rather innocently but it gained a direct contrast given she was covered in spunk at the same time. She'd even be cute and strike a pose or two offering the lad a wink and a peace sign around her left eye. "Sou ka, you've become quite the photographer♫~" she teased as if she wasn't the one who told him he should. Whatever the case, if he saw something he liked she was happy to give him what he wanted.

Kazuhiko's thumb was getting more of a workout than any other part of his body so far. He clicked and clicked, ensuring every possible moment of this visual was captured in the form of images. He gathered pictures of Miko licking her lips. He captured the wink, the peace sign, and everything between. If Kazu ever found himself alone and wanting in the future, he'd have more than enough material to handle his own issues. Whether that moment came or not, at least he had some interesting things to look at in his phone. Maybe he'd have the time for a bit of nighttime perusing, or even a casual nostalgia trip that became not so casual after its beginning. Some use would be found. "I'm not sure I'd put it that way," he said. Photography was not his forte, but moments being memorable was.

His sudden appreciation of photography aside, there were things to be done. Once he had another series of pictures, Kazu tossed his phone onto the nearest dry spot on the bed, hard as it was to find. Once that was out of the way, Kazu remained elevated, looking down at genitals yet to be connected. It was time to answer for 300 years. To do so, his hips retreated until his cock could be angled down toward Miko's entrance. It wasn't until now that he realized how much of a retreat was necessary; everything else had just been a matter of diving in. This time, he'd slowly push his way forward despite the obvious lack of need to do so. At last, he'd be entering the girl's canal properly. Even with that being the case, Kazu didn't seem to be in a rush to complete their connection. The importance of this moment couldn't be understated, so he was going to bask in it as well as possible.

There was a certain understanding that Miko had right now. And that was, that in this world currently, Kimura Kazuhiko owned more pictures of her than anyone else. All of those playful little poses while she was covered in spunk all of the dancing images, and everything else. She was sure he had more stills of her than she'd ever taken in the rest of her life. Well, it didn't really matter, as long as he got the memories that he wanted to keep, she was happy. Actually, a few out of body images were always pretty fun, she could see the use of them. "Well when you think of a better way to refer to the person who owns the most pictures of me... let me know♪~" Miko managed that teasing sarcasm of hers, which seemed to be standard. It was something she even managed a bit as her shier elafia self from time to time. She wasn't complaining though, far from it. She was too busy being pulled into the moment.

And then the day would begin in the more direct way. A retreat happened, and it did take quite a while. Her hips were still elevated and now she was looking down their combined bodies at quite an interesting angle. There was definitely a lot to go into her body, but she knew it was definitely going to happen. What an exciting event. Miko enjoyed sex and always would probably... but here and now this wasn't just sex, this was something she'd wanted to do for ages, with someone she wanted to do it with... for ages. There was a certain clear elation which couldn't be hidden. A slow push forward was being made. It didn't have to be slow, but still... she felt every agonizing inch. Actually, it was delightful. Her heartrate reached fever pitch as he inched closer and closer. There was an abject tightness to her core though it was far too slick for anything to feel terrible. No, there was just pressure and agony and relief.

Miko gave a bit of information that Kazu hadn't considered. Apparently, he now had the most pictures of her. That was shocking. He was sure it hadn't even been a full hour yet, but... his thumb had pressed that button a great number of times already. Surely he had dozens, if not well over a hundred photos by now. "Well... when you put it like that, it's kind of damning. I had to get all the good shots~" he claimed with a nervous laugh.

That aside, the time for picture-taking had ended. Now was the time of joining, which he took and initiated at the slowest pace. Kazu had been through enough supernatural sex experiences already that he wasn't totally flabbergasted by entry. Of course, there was a notable difference in how that entry occurred, for multiple reasons. Goddesses had a habit of being both difficult and easy to enter, and were always slicker than an oiled glove. Here and now, Miko was failing to prove she wasn't a hidden divine of some sort. Penetration felt far too... normal for Kazu. What he expected was a more human experience, but what he got was more of a sidegrade than a downgrade. How very suspicious. "Annie... you're ah... kinda proving my point from earlier," he commented as it was all too easy to glide right into her canal, despite how thoroughly he was being squeezed all the way through to the end.

Kazuhiko definitely owned more pictures of her than anyone else, at least by her own approximation. She knew of the ones Hiruko had taken and the ones her friends had, and even those combined paled in comparison. Even so, she wasn't upset at all, in fact... it was flattering. "Damning... flattering... they are about the same thing. Though, 'First Disciple' might not be enough to justify that sort of thing♪~" Miko teased further. Truly she had no problem with someone like Kazuhiko owning so many compromising pictures of her. He was far too trust worthy an individual for her to care about him owning such a thing. Besides, it felt like a connective piece something else to cement them... and she couldn't explain it at all.

At, but here she was experiencing something else. Penetration was quite normal for her by this point. This particular dick was quite large and the push forward agonizing. She squirmed just a little feeling relief and pressure as he was collapsed upon by walls which wanted him deeper and deeper still. But how was he fairing. From her understanding, goddesses of the world were nothing to scoff at and she had no such status herself. She was a human girl with human sensibilities and a magical world body but that was about it. Or was it? Kazuhiko had something rather interesting to say about her proving one of his earlier points. He'd made a few points but the one that seemed most applicable was the one about being a secret divinity. "Well..." Miko's face flushed and her fingers began absently tapping against each other. She looked quite flustered suddenly. Being compared to one of those high level beings was always something she didn't expect. It felt quite exciting once again. It pushed a strange button in her brain. One which said she could compete there wasn't a comparison being made in which she came out on the lower end. "I really wouldn't know too much about that. Though I take that to mean you found your answer about what it's like inside♪~" she said with a little smirk. "Given that I have a minor suggestion... knock a few times before sliding into that secret box. It'll feel great♪~" she made a suggestion based on her previous limitation that no longer existed simply because she figured the lad found himself rather deeply inside people a lot. Sometimes it was fun to play about a bit and her own core tightening around him as he repeated battered her wombs entrance before making his way fully inside was definitely something that could be enjoyed by both of them... she was certain.

Neither party could show any real concern about the number of pictures Kazuhiko now had, even though none of them were safe for public viewing. Now that it was a topic of discussion, though, he did need to put some more normal things in his phone. He'd have to remember something else for later, whenever they actually finished making a mess of someone else's bedroom. As for his 'First Disciple' title, there was little to be done about that in Kazu's mind. "Sure it is! I'll just have to be one of those toxic guys who obsesses over the first being the best," he joked.

Moving on, Kazu was finally encroaching upon the first barrier ─ or rather, the gateway to Miko's true insides. There had to be some secret to explain quality, but Kazuhiko wasn't going to go looking for it. Just the same, he wouldn't be presenting any complaints either. He'd finally discovered what it was like inside that box they kept speaking of earlier. Though it was great, Miko urged him to do a bit of knocking before entering the t rue depths beyond. Actually... that was a great suggestion. Nothing would humanize the experience more than not diving straight into someone's womb via some random magical explanation of possibility. Kazu found himself capable of reaching someone's cervix prior to evolution, so the fact that he was now tapping against Miko's didn't bother him. "Y'know, that's the exact opposite of how I'm used to hearing that now. Sounds good~" he agreed. With that, Kazu would happily begin doing just as Miko requested, keeping steady thrusts just narrow enough to reach the end of her canal while only teasing the idea of a breach.

Miko heard the joke posited by Kazuhiko. First generation arguments were always a funny kind of toxic, and definitely the kind of toxicity that males would enforce upon each other. Perhaps 'First Disciple' was best, she truly didn't mind. "Hai hai, every good religion needs a gatekeeper♫~" Miko chimed. It would actually be good to use someone to help weed out any naysayers or other such individuals. Though Miko trusted her own instincts, she wouldn't want to take on additional followers that her favorite people couldn't get along with, it was simply bad for happiness in general.

Of course, there was more to life than pictures and gatekeeping. There was sex, which she suggested they undertake in an oddly human way. Her potential divinity and apparently exceptional insides aside, she wished for them to share an experience. So, she wasn't at all surprised when Kazuhiko mentioned that he normally didn't hear the words she spoke the way she spoke them. "Hai♫~" she chimed as he began knocking, knocking and knocking. There was something quite pleasant about the teasing of her wombs entrance. More than that there was the constant tightening of her own core. Each of those knocks sent a certain pulse into her loins it made her squirm and pleased her beyond end. There was a sure build up coming and each knock made it more and more worth it. And at the moment of her orgasm beginning her legs would tighten around Kazuhiko's body pulling him closer forcing him to sink into her womb.