Charles Patricius

Much to his expectation, Saori avoided that sweeping maneuver. Even so, the gust that came afterwards kept her from an immediate follow-up. She seemed so excited before that exchange. It must have been quite some time before she had a proper release, being the aggressive woman she was. Actually... she seemed really into the idea of fighting since the moment he and the others reached the Eternal Sanctum. "Huh. That's kind of hot now," he commented without much thought, thinking Saori's crazed expression was appealing despite its purpose.

One other appealing thing was the fact that her workout clothes were inexpensive. By the time they spoke about clothing expenses, Kazu had risen to begin bouncing on his toes. If her clothes weren't costly, then they were... expendable. Why did he ask about the price? Well, the reason would be obvious soon enough."Anything underneath?" he asked instead of answering her question directly. An echoing boom occurred then ─ just before the image of Kazu faded fully. His movement had taken him to Saori's side, where he'd be slightly crouched and launching his fist across Saori's abdomen. Once more, the strike would ripple without contact, as if his entire purpose was to shred her shirt instead of dealing any actual damage. In all actuality, that was his purpose.

Apparently something about Saori was kind of hot now. That was an odd thing to hear... but not so odd. Her interaction with the Sex Devil had granted her quite a few lessons not the least of which was that there was something attractive about aggression to certain kinds of people. There was also a general like of 'wild looks' but that part hadn't caught back up just yet. Saori stood and rotated her shoulders, this was going to be interesting maybe... "That's..." she didn't have the words to describe such a thing, but she didn't know how she felt about that appraisal. Maybe she liked it, or maybe she hated it... it wasn't entirely clear.

What was clear however, was that Kazuhiko had some good movements about him since his evolution. He was clearly something beyond the normal kind of being. She'd not been on the receiving end of anything resembling a beat down since her time spent sparring Jeanne. Beyond that point though, there was a question asked and answered and then a follow-up. "I am human enough to wear underwear, not like going out to get laid underwear, but cute," she said. She was wearing beneath her clothes a little string thong made of breathable material which was blue in color and a sports bra, which she didn't really need anymore but that wasn't a thing to converse about just now. "What the fuck was that?" she questioned directly. Those moves weren't anywhere near normal not from him not from many... suddenly her day was getting rather exciting. Well, there was a fist coming towards her, but it didn't quite hit, no instead her shirt was being blown apart by an impact which left her the room to lift her knee up into the low face of Kazuhiko. It seemed that she was still fighting, and not caring if he was hurt in the meantime. But that was her nature. "Sou," she said noticing her shirt coming apart that sports bra visible below her breasts and her thong's strings showing on her hips over those shorts. Saori could have a good time this way, and at the very least, it felt like a better size up than most things.

Kazu was somewhat excited hearing about Saori's undergarments. He even heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. Alayans don't believe in underwear enough," he said casually as Saori's top was shredded by the mere backdraft of a thrown punch. She had on a sports bra, which was about expected... but there was something else more important now showing under the shorts. That was what he had to see. Of course, there was something else roughly within his line of sight the moment those strings came into view. Saori's leg was on the rise.

He was a bit too close, a bit too low. The reflexive attempt at movement resulted in Saori's thigh crashing against the underside of his chin ─ something he couldn't resist the blowback of. What he could do, however, was grit his teeth and take it on the chin ─ literally. His left hand still carried that phone, but that arm could be used to hook under Saori's elevated leg. Kazu's aim was to keep lifting it and fling the woman into a forced backflip, during which an open-palm thrust would be aimed at her ass. If he managed as much, the result would be much like every other strike thus far: the immediate shredding of her gym shorts. "That seems more you," the lad commented. Saori's demeanor performed a total 180 degree turn the moment combat became prerogative. Kazu still found it strange that she accepted his advances before even suffering the effects of magic, but lacked the proper demeanor to begin anything. Oh well; he figured this turn of events would make things work.

Apparently, there was excitement in the logical of bearing undergarments. Saori didn't fully understand it, but she knew of some troubles in the other world of even finding them if there weren't humans already in an area. She wasn't surprised that Alayans seemed not to like or understand the need to cover up their bits. "Sou ka," she said in a moment of understanding. But the difference between Saori's understanding and combat was night and day. And Kazuhiko seemed to come to know that.

Saori lost her shirt but... she gained something she'd been missing for a few days, physical contact of the violent sort with someone's body. Her leg did indeed make contact with Kazuhiko's chin and lo, it didn't seem to rattle his brain. An arm was hooked around her leg, she was flipped and she would as a trained fighter go with that motion, but... magical world reflexes were interesting. And she'd find herself with shredded shorts to go with that basically disappearing t-shirt. All was gone, except her underwear which she as left standing in when she righted herself. "Does it?" she questioned. Yes, she was the weird one, without a base desire to pursue someone she wasn't the type to start a sexual encounter. That being said she figured a bit of living was due her she'd been all but told that by the Sex Devil, so... she'd not said no to Kazuhiko after realizing she wouldn't mind having sex with him. It was an odd conclusion but that didn't change anything about what she'd been doing. It was quite random to be able fight someone and not have to hold back. Perhaps she should examine how her aggression actually worked as a manner of test. Obviously, not everyone who found her aggression attractive could do anything, but... maybe if they were actually capable of it there was a certain base understanding to be found? She'd have to test it at some point. "I take it your head's alright since you managed to flip me..." she said, noting that such was no easy feat even with magic on one's side.

Finally, Kazu was seeing something legendary. Saint Martha was the cause of desire for many. Kazu could count himself among them as one who was previously under her human self's tutelage; teachers really shouldn't be so attractive. Alas, there was now an opportunity to live many students' dreams on the horizon. All he seemingly had to do was fight his way there. "It does. You're way cooler when you're aggressive. The pensive look doesn't do you justice," he said with a lightly flirty undertone.

A successful flip and strike rendered Saori topless and without pants. There she stood, sporting naught but a sports bra and thong... and there Kazu stood, naked as a newborn babe and stiff as orichalcum. His head was fine, but everything else was going through the wringer. Those side-effects he could easily blame Miko for were showing themselves as well, as there was a bit of leakage from the tip of Kazu's dick. "The one on my shoulders, yeah, apart from a little lockjaw for a second. Good thing it wasn't the full knee. Not gonna lie, though... the other one's aching," he admitted shamelessly. With that said, Kazu would be rushing at the woman directly, albeit quickly as his initial movement. What was his goal this time? Punches and kicks weren't exactly conducive to results, so he thought to take advantage of whatever readiness Saori had by initiating a mutual grapple as two wrestlers would.

According to Kazu pensive wasn't a look that did her justice and aggression was a 'cool' look for her. Saori's eyes narrowed but... her face also reddened. What a confusing mix of things to feel. "No, you can't do that... don't say cool. I know how you feel about cool!" Ah, that was a bit demanding but such was the snap of a tsundere like her. Apparently though the head on his shoulders was fine, aside from a bit of backlash and lockjaw. But this lad was way too honest about the state of his being, and now, because he'd mentioned it, her gaze wandered just briefly. But briefly was long enough for them to end up entangled.

That speed increase of his had to be overwhelming. Of course she always had a defensive stance but now she was just wrapped up in the boy. Rather close to his body and that leaky erection of his. It was odd and strange, she was sure that his dick was bigger than that boasted by the Sex Devil and that entire situation had been almost outlandish. Her mind was a sea of distraction as she aimed to lock and sweep his legs, pushing her bodyweight forward and aiming to land on top Kazu which forced their bodies into complete contact, though she was still at least partially dressed. Whether this was a fight or foreplay was probably still up for debate but it didn't really matter as such a thing would easily get them into the right positions and perhaps, offering distractions to gain some kind of advantage. Such was a thing that could potentially work and may as well given this lad kept saying sexual things and they weren't hitting her ears wrong. "Ya know, if teachers shouldn't be this attractive students definitely shouldn't have dicks like this..." she commented, which was about as close to a full compliment as she was currently willing to give. It felt like her brain functions were switching just a bit towards the intended goal.

Apparently, Kazu wasn't to use 'cool' as a descriptor for this woman. That absolutely wasn't going to happen; he'd never refrain from acknowledging cool things. Besides, the flush on Saori's face was a very familiar reaction to him. One could even say it just about activated a certain drive, a switch in his mind that said... attack. "If you know how I feel about cool, you know that's never gonna happen!" he countered. If Kimura Kazuhiko, in any form, found something cool... then it was cool. There were no ifs, ands or buts about it. Ah, but more importantly, it was time for that attack, which did end in a grapple.

In the midst of their sudden lock, Saori decided it was her turn for a sweep maneuver. Soon enough, he was being thrown to the floor with Saori landing atop him, still caught in a grapple of his own initiation. What an interesting development. His aura had already been disabled, so he presumed a more natural development was taking place. Saori brought up the earlier mention of her attractiveness, raising a point that if teachers shouldn't be such, students shouldn't be so hung. Feeling a bit cheeky after hearing that, Kazu smirked. "Maybe you're right. What are you gonna do, take it from me?" he flirted openly and invitingly. "By the way, the magic's been off for about five minutes now. Just so you know."

Saori was an adult. She understood she was attractive, she worked on her body and the like, but even so, she wasn't prepared for the kinds of compliments that came from Kazuhiko. Of course, he seemed to take her demand as ammunition and claimed that if she knew how he felt about 'cool' she should know that he'd be saying it. Well, his stance was more extreme and the redness of her face intensified. "I knew you were gonna say that..." she said while scoffing. It was annoying to be complimented this way, and oddly it was also flattering. It was a mix of emotions one like Saori didn't normally allow herself to feel.

Ah, and speaking of things she didn't normally allow herself to feel, she'd ended up on top of Kazuhiko his thickness pressed between their bodies. She had commentary to offer him, and was given a rather cheeky response in return. "Yes, I'm confiscating it!" she said flippantly, a bit of cheekiness appearing in that rather aggressive expression. That's what teachers did and she was technically more comfortable fully acknowledging this particular taboo than she was avoiding it. To be fair, Kazuhiko was only not a delinquent in attitude but she liked his good traits. Though she never would have had sex with him under normal circumstances... she couldn't actually say the thought of it wasn't appealing. Whatever else was the case, he'd stopped his aura from working some minutes prior to this one, "Hm, I don't have as good senses here, but I did agree to this sort of thing without it so that makes sense," she said casually. She sat up a bit releasing the lad from a real hold and untangling them just a bit. In this position there was nothing between them but a thong, a sports bra and a prayer. And obviously one of those things wanted to take more clothes off. "This body really is something. You weren't physically a slouch or anything before... this is just extreme," she mentioned one hand pressing against his chest while she properly situated her legs on either side of him. She'd not released his dick from where it was trapped between them, but she was obviously already interested in their continued physical contact, if the wetness slipping past her thong meant anything at all... it was apparently that aggression turned her on, so did nice bodies and big dicks. The Sex Devil told her to do something interesting, she couldn't say Kazuhiko wasn't interesting.

Kazuhiko was now living the dream of many peers from this life. Too many times, he'd heard the whispers of other boys in class who wanted Hayami Saori to go ahead and step on them, or something of the sort. At present, Kazu could say being mounted was an equal, if not better outcome. Interestingly enough, there was also another shift of demeanor in Saori. She would apparently be confiscating his dick. Well, it seemed the whole teacher-student taboo was being completely delved into. Kazuhiko's grin grew wider. "Hai, sensei," he replied.

Saori did agree to this encounter long before any magic was used. Kazu thought the alluring aura would be a better segue, but it seemed disabling it and appealing to her normal antics was a much better tactic. He was all about the enjoyment of involved parties, and Saori previously seemed less invested despite the agreement. Now however, he could quite literally feel her readiness through the fabric of that thong. He'd been given some freedom, and he first used it to take a quick photo or three of the woman atop him. She seemed content to make observations about his body. There had been quite a few upgrades to it of late. "I can't take the same credit you can. Training and fighting only got me so far. The rest is just random magic buffs. In your case, though..." Kazu's remaining freedom led to one hand slowly trailing its way up the woman's toned abdomen after briefly brushing her thigh. There was a contrast he found most interesting ─ one completely taking place on Saori's body. She somehow managed to be fleshy and soft in all desirable places, while being absolutely shredded everywhere else. In due time, he'd find another place of soft squishiness upon Saori's chest. No way was he going to lose the opportunity to grab a handful for starters. "This isn't magic, though. I don't even know if magic can make this happen. You're, like... more ripped than a bodybuilder, but none of the good stuff's lost for it. That's awesome!"

Saori had flippantly mentioned confiscating Kazuhiko's dick as part of their conversation. If the taboo was already in play... there was no reason to deny it. She didn't want to let the Sex Devil down, he'd been so nice to her. Ah, but that wasn't all either, Kazuhiko seemed apt to answer and did so in the usual way one addressed their teachers. Saori's eyes narrowed. She'd likely never hear that properly again and she liked it. Well it wasn't like she was just randomly attracted to students all over the place so it should be fine. "Never gonna hear that right again," she murmured. It was fine, if nothing else, she could always after speaking to her sister choose to spend the rest of her lives in the magical world where it wouldn't matter.

Whatever the case, it seemed that several pictures were being snapped of Saori as she sat atop this boy and examined this new body of his. He claimed he couldn't take all the credit as he'd done a human amount of work initially and plateaued. He claimed most of his new physique to be magical buffs. "Hm, I mean there is a certain amount that I don't even think magic can rewrite," she mumbled. As if he fully understood what she would have been getting at he began to explore her body with his hands, touching the softest parts of her and the most toned with equal amounts of interest in her physique. Saori bit her lip, stifling a moan as he squeezed her breast. Oddly enough it wasn't just that which happened. She couldn't help the reaction of her face flushing intensely, at his words or the sensations. "I've gotten a lot of compliments but none like that," she said looking a bit sheepish. She shifted a bit in his lap rubbing gently against his dick as she did so. It was really shameful for a kid to have such a big dick.