Charles Patricius

Eventually, it was made apparent by none other than Kaguya that things outside the bedroom were breaking. She knocked thrice before speaking, managing to garner a small amount of attention... but that didn't stop a thing Kazu was doing at the time. By the time she even reached the door, Kazu had already straightened his posture and lifted Miko's right leg over his left shoulder. He held her left thigh against his hip and steadied her body while his hips made long gyrations to stretch the girl's inner walls this way and that way. All the while, he panted lightly. Not a single word was spoken until... Kaguya's words registered. Even that took a few moments before he even cared to respond. "This is calm!" he growled. True enough, Kazu had only been aiming for enjoyment thus far. None of his movements were strenuous thus far. If real effort was being put forth, she'd probably know. . .

Princess was beginning to understand things. Strange, yet normal; that was pretty much Kusanagi's modus operandi. Princess didn't know if she cared to see people's final moments, however. Surely she had to, he thought. The way she killed her first tormenter had to give one of the best views of the man's face. Maybe another experience would let her understand what was so good about it. "You'll find out soon," was all Kusanagi said on the matter. With that, there was an offer to switch positions. "Oh? Do you want to be in position to kill me?" he asked most curiously as the scrubbing of Princess's back ceased. He'd be putting himself in position for scrubbing... or assassination ─ whichever Princess decided upon.

Kaguya had tapped on the door and while she stood there she heard a lot of squelching and wet noises. The gentle moans of Miko and those little notes that escaped her lips which sounded so familiar yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Besides that she could only imagine what was going on in the bedroom. A straightened posture and soon Miko found her right leg over Kazuhiko's shoulder. Her left was pinned to his side and he was gyrating within her. She was moaning around the time the door was knocked upon. And then by the time Kazuhiko managed that rumbling growl she was letting out a gentle squeal of delight. Why, that growl was hot... "Weee♫ Fuck calm, that's hot♪!~" Miko chimed. "Kaya-sen♫, let me sing♫~" Miko chimed. She'd take care of anything she could later, but here and now she was far too busy enjoying the moment to care. "Fine, fine...just keep those notes in human acceptable range♥!~" Kaguya mentioned. She didn't know what that girl was capable of breaking with her voice, but right at the moment she was surely pulling at the loins of anyone who could hear her voice. Miko was also at least rubbing against her own, as one set of her fingers traced Kazuhiko's abs her own rather slowly explored her own pearl, spreading slickness and causing little convulsions in the depths of her nether with every stroke. She didn't need to do this, but she would simply because it gave her something to do with her hands.

At the same time a switch was taking place between Kusanagi and Princess. Her back was finally not being scrubbed anymore the bath was being stopped and she could feel a bit less awkward than normal, though apparently without some ominousness sitting in the air. "Yep, freaky." she commented as he took the seated position. As for her motivations they were much simpler than he was currently giving her credit for, "I don't think it's anything like that... in truth I don't like people casually touching me," Princess answered honestly as she tended to do. "If that is connected to murder potential it isn't something I've thought directly..." she added. And thus she began. The scrubbing of another's back which was, thorough but somehow still gentle and attentive. She couldn't remember the last time she'd done this, but it felt right to do the way she was... the annoying sensation of being vunerable disappeared now that she wasn't the one naked with someone else's hands on her.

Acceptable human range was a concept that had almost become foreign to Kazuhiko. In fact, it was more a struggle to remain human than it was to deal with those damnable Saxons in the beginning. Oh well; he didn't need to be that human. He was content to remain healthily ridiculous, as Miko herself seemed to be despite being in mortal form with no obvious reason to be anything beyond human. Well, that wasn't something to think much about either. He'd be continuing without much concern for the state of things outside. After all, it wasn't like anything reality-breaking would happen, right?

Princess didn't like being casually touched. Noted. Kusanagi would make good use of that information at some point, but not before he considered the actual uses of her. For someone who hovered over the switch of murder, which could be so easily flipped in a moment, she didn't think of killing enough. Kusanagi knew it had come to mind earlier, though. When he saw that intent, when he felt that hint of bloodlust, he thought Princess was at her best. That sort of expression combined with the tortured look of another would make a very interesting day. Perhaps Kusanagi shouldn't be thinking that way; it was very counterproductive to remaining calm. "Murderous intent looks good on you, you know? There's elation in your face when you realize you're in charge of someone else's life. It's nice to see," he commented, apparently paying no heed at all to the sponge being rubbed along his back. It wasn't a matter of washing for Kusanagi; it was just something to do while keeping up conversation.

Acceptable human range was a bit outside of Miko's thoughts. She wasn't even sure if she could be considered human by human standards, but what she did know was... she was having the time of her mortal life and fulfilling a goal she never thought could be met. To do so with anything less than her most outlandish effort would be a disservice to herself. In fact, she would simply continue enjoying herself, moaning her happiness as positions changed and she saw several angles in penetration that she'd not yet experienced. A certain insight would be gained with all the leakage of mana into her person and every climax she reached, reality wasn't something which could bear the force of their continued copulation. An hour or more would pass before a certain odd request would be made by the lass, seemingly coming from one of those, popped boxes concerning her habits of watching Charlemagne in her other form. "Charlie♫!~" she sang as she reached another climax. "How about you pick me up and fuck me against the wall?♪~" It was such an odd request. She knew she wasn't heavy but that didn't stop her from wanting to take full advantage of the physicality of the lad she'd been so casually exploring. That height difference and all were quite fun to explore, but why stop here... she wanted more and had become accustomed to saying some rather embarrassing thing already. What was wrong with living out a thing she'd imagined as a deer girl over 100 years ago?

At the same time a certain pair of people were having an odd conversation. Princess admitted that she didn't often think of killing in the ways ascribed to her, and someone like Kusanagi seemed to have a weird bit of commentary. The man whose back she rubbed with a sponge claimed murderous intent, looked good on her. Beyond that point he seemed to think it held some form of elation for her, which was nice to see. "That has to be the freakiest compliment ever!" she claimed, seemingly aghast. She knew men liked 'bitchy women' but 'murderous' was an entirely different level of problematic. What was more, she was definitely sitting behind this man with her face furiously red, the heat from it radiated as she wasn't sure how she was meant to feel about what was taking place here. "Why am a freaking out. I am 27... and blushing," she muttered seeming to not understand her own reactions. How was she supposed to survive multiple days in this man's presence, when even just hours were issues. She supposed she'd be figuring that out. Over the course of a bath and perhaps... the rest of the time they'd be spending together.

Minutes became hours, with nothing to stop or slow progress between the old teens. Everything was wet, technically messy, but only more divine as an experience because of it. Time after time, they were swapping saliva. Time after time, there were mixed fluids pouring from their main point of connection. Since before their session even began fully, Kazu had been hearing some very interesting things from Miko. In due time, it seemed he was fated to hear something... far more interesting still. She wanted to be picked up and taken against the wall. She couldn't have made a more dangerous request. Conversely, she couldn't have made a more exciting request. "Annie..." he said after a moment of hesitation. His thrusting hadn't come to a halt just yet, but it did slow as he took in her request. He'd be meeting it, albeit not without a request for her as well. "Can you talk like that, always? I mean... wow!" he extoled.

Of course, there was no way Kazu could do anything but precisely what Miko asked. He already had a solid hold of Miko's legs, so there was an easy way to accomplish the goal. "Hang on," he advised. With that, Kazu aimed to lift the lass without separating them. If she held on as instructed, Miko would find herself being run toward the nearest empty wall. Once her back slammed into it, Kazu would be slamming into her, keeping both of those legs lifted at his sides. "Haah... anything else? If there's something you want, I'll do it."

Some hour after the start of one of the more adventurous sex acts... it would appear that Miko was now feeling open enough to say some random thing she thought. Or maybe it simply had been sitting in her mind for too long and she decided to share it. A slowed stroke happened as Kazuhiko seemed to process the desire she'd expressed. She wondered what he would say in response, and it seemed that he simply wanted to talk the way she just had. Her eyes widened at the news and she seemed to become sheepish once more, as a hint of color unrelated to her recent flourish. Still, a gentle pulse happened in her core, she liked the sound of saying things as she did, even if she couldn't immediately think about doing it. "Ah♪!~" A little moan escaped her first followed by some words. "I mean with a reaction like that, yeah♫~" she offered her index fingers tapping together. It was odd how easily she slipped into being shy even in the middle of coitus.

Even so, it would appear that she would be getting exactly what she wanted regardless. Soon enough he was asking that she hang on, and so she reached slipping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him once again while her core refused to properly release him. In fact she was soon picked up and having her body slammed into the nearest unoccupied wall. Which she absorbed the shock of and moaned as Kazuhiko slammed into her. "YIIIP♫!~" a different kind of note slipped from her mouth. Her legs closed around his torso as she continued to cling to him. "Fuck me♪!~" she moaned softly, a reflex to what happened and the greatness of the moment, she was sure her mind was swirling from the impact. It would be a few seconds before the rest of question registered in her brain, but once it did she grinned. "I ah, don't know just yet. I have a lot of boxes about you most of them are in deep storage. But I'll let you know all the ways I thought about you fucking me when they pop up♪~" she sang as she licked his face. Three hundred years was a lot of time for a closet pervert to have thoughts they needed to divert. Every adventure, every head pat, every healed injury... all moments she'd thought something less than appreciable to do with or to the man known as Charlemagne.

It seemed Miko was willing to agree to that strange and random request. Kazu didn't really mean that with full earnestness, but it was something he took interest in as an idea. If she would actually acquiesce, he'd be in a happier place as a result. Well, time would tell whether their words to each other were just banter, or something more serious. Time would tell a lot of things.

Speaking of time, one specific boost to the situation at hand was timing. Once he guided them toward the wall, an utterance from Miko worked quite well in conjunction with Kazu's request. In fact, he thought for a moment that it was her entire response ─ until the actual answer came. That was almost a shame, but not quite. Whatever the case, Miko spoke of her mental boxes that contained many topics about Kazu ─ or probably Charlemagne specifically. That was... exciting? Yes, it was exciting! "Storage? Open all of them! This is an adventure; that's the only way to go!" he insisted. "But in the meantime, I'll just make some assumptions~" he said, taking that earlier outcry of 'fuck me' as literally as he first interpreted. Now that he was standing, Kazu could easily put his entire body into every thrust. He tested this theory with a few test pumps with the benefit of a wall brace. Luckily for him, Miko was already hanging on nicely, so it was an easy attempt. Of course, they were far beyond the point of testing waters. What Kazu intended to be a few tests... well, it didn't stop at the testing phase, instead continuing well past the original thought.

Miko would agree to a lot of things when it came to Kazuhiko. The technical truth of the matter was, her devotion once earned was unwavering. She could easily apply this to their sexual endeavors and the pre-existing trust between them would leave her fully immersed in their activities. If he liked when she made her odd requests and demands in the sexual context, she'd do so. In truth, she would give him what he asked for in many aspects and had been doing so for quite a while, even back to simply speaking up more when in their group... he'd basically been one of the most responsible for bringing her out of her shell when she was Anais... it wasn't truly something she'd deny him if he earnestly wanted it.

Speaking of earnestness... the words that slipped from her mouth after her back hit the wall were indeed honest. Though that wasn't how she intended to answer his request, it seemed that it worked as a method of doing so... "Box it..." she murmured about that noticed useful little phrase. Of course, she gained an odd bit of advice and acceptance. He questioned the storage of things related to himself and then claimed she should open those boxes. Within her mind, a certain almost demonic entity looked up with a tail swishing in the breeze. Though she wasn't nearly as prominent as the base spiritual self, she could at least do a bit... 'On it, Zu-tan♥!~' Boxes hidden within the space of Miko's mind were pulled up with a long tail from a deep well and had their lids flipped off without hesitation. It was like watching a movie of her own interactions, random thoughts and moments playing through her mind of Charlemagne in which she thought something randomly sexual and suppressed it with the intention of not breaking their pre-existing relationship. Ah, but her mind wasn't the only thing flooding. Her loins were being rather aggressively treated as well, as what seemed to be a few test thrusts was being treated as a new sort of exploration.

Rough, and aggressive, and somehow still great. She quite enjoyed this kind of treatment and found her body clutching on to his rubbing against his skin, her fingers exploring the texture of his back and spine. Each push forward seemed to be a beat, knocking off the top of a box while making her nether pulse towards an orgasm. "Charlie♫!~" she moaned his name as persimmon juice splashed his the wall, his cock, and legs as she reached the peak of pure bliss once more. Ah but this beat wasn't just that, what was a wall if not a boundary? The lines between certain spaces would find themselves shifting the more of those boxes opened. "If you put your back to this wall instead and hold my waist... I can fuck you instead♫~" she gave him something which sounded like an open offer but it was simply a box opening in her mind of something strange she figured he could do with his build. Basically her intention for the next shift was placing him back first against this wall and having him support her waist while she leaned back at a ninety degree angle. She could use her own leverage and his support to ride his dick sideways in the most basic way of thinking about it. And that was an adventure worth taking.

Yet another thing was being boxed in the mind of Iino Miko. This time, the phrase was spoken after his reaction to her choice words. That was interesting to take note of, but none of his business; he wouldn't ask. Kazu did feel something shortly after, though. He wasn't sure why, but he had reason to believe those metaphoric boxes were being opened in a similar way to his occasional activation. What did that mean? Well, it was another thing he didn't need to worry about.

If anything, Kazu should have been more concerned about his decision-making during this leg of their journey. He thought to simply try something out, but the way Miko's walls collapsed around his cock in this position felt markedly different. He'd seen quite a few positions by now, and had finally begun to understand what different positions could really do for sensation. What he didn't understand quite yet, however, was how much some positions could add to the experience. Miko had no room to be moved toward him, nor away from him; the wall had no give. As such, what came from his thrusts was pure, unhindered friction from the movements alone. It was excellent for a time, but then... Miko presented another suggestion in a way he certainly couldn't say no to. Kazu didn't get a full grasp of her intentions, but the gist was enough. He already had a hold on her hips; it would be an easy transition. "Well, you said you would. Let's see what you've got!" he said excitedly, pulling himself and Miko away from the wall just enough to turn around. Once turned, a single step to the rear had his back pressed against the wall so recently warmed by Miko's own body.

Miko's habit of boxing things was done for remembering effective techniques... whether sexual, learning or even just conversation based. She kept all aspects of her mind as organized as possible so that many things could be brought back up when they needed to be. For now though, she was mostly enjoying the experience and in enjoying that she was... opening the boxes of her mind through one of her other Avatars and thinking of things she'd long sense buried as potential thoughts of things to do. One of them included her most recent suggestion.

Her own orgasms seemed to be rather easy to come by, but beyond that her desires were quite strange. It was as if she fully intended to take advantage of her small size and Kazuhiko's rather muscular body. He was strong, she trusted him... they could have interesting fun together. He turned them after her flourish so that he was the one against the wall, and she placed her feet against that wall on either side of him, seeming to grip onto his body with her legs still balanced on her toes. With Kazuhiko's hands on her waist she felt rather comfortable, and he seemed rather excited to see what she planned. Interesting, she figured there would have been a few more questions asked. But basically, in bracing herself against the wall and Kazuhiko she had enough leverage to treat the man to a ride of the standing variety. Her back hovered over the floor and her feet were balanced against the wall. "Hai hai, just hang on okay? I'm trusting you♪~" she said in a teasing form. Why was she trusting him. With his body against the wall she backed her hips away from him. The movement squeezed Kazuhiko's cock as she withdrew and once he was far enough out of her womb and body she looked up at him grinning. Now, Miko's warning of fucking people was one not given in vain. She fully intended to do something rather aggressive, but it wasn't something she did all the time. But in the moment she could do nothing but answer the excitement shown by Kazuhiko with her own and would be slamming herself down on that dick for the first time of her own volition, using the tension from her legs and his body as a counter balance, she'd bend her knees again and force his rod back into place within her. From the angle she had it'd easily slide its way home twice, filling her core and womb completely and being tightened around as she orgasmed from the beautiful self-torture. "Haaaah♫!~" she said as if relieved.