Charles Patricius

Kazu rather enjoyed addressing Saori as 'sensei' in this context, and from the sound of things... so did she. Classes were likely going to be very interesting in the future. Oh well; he wasn't too bothered about that. As Kazu understood things, this was to be a one-time event. Ah, but there was a caveat; he also once believed he'd only have sex with Sakura once. Earlier this day, he thought the same of Miko, and they had already essentially planned a second round. Time and time again, the whole magical world sex conundrum claimed victims for the long haul. Time would tell if this was another such instance, or indeed inline with one's initial understanding.

For the time being, there was an observation occurring on two fronts. Each party inspected the other's physique in positive ways, acknowledging one another's ridiculousness. In Kazu's case, he also fully immersed himself in the curvature of Saori's body amid those varying textures. According to Saori, she'd never before received such a compliment the way he delivered it. "Well, I've never seen anything like this. Not from anyone besides a goddess, at least," he claimed. The only comparison he had to Saori was none other than Angelica, but she had divine constitution. Saori deserved infinite credit for simply working herself to such a state. As if to deliver said credit, Kazu proceeded with the physical appraisal of her body. He took a momentary rest from squeezing that flesh mound under his palm, choosing instead to grasp that sports bra and... ever so casually tear it off her body as if it were made of paper. The way she was grinding against his cock presently, Saori was obviously a bit closer to ready for more thorough explorations. . .

Saori for her part in this, didn't intend to have more than a single such interaction. Those girls were going to be a bit of a problem long term, but she did have her own goals and kind of man she was actually looking for, she wouldn't be the kind to look for more than what she needed. Regardless of that sentiment she was currently having a moment which required her undivided attention. That utterance of 'sensei' was so problematic, but also very nice. At least she wouldn't be having him as a student for much longer than this year. She could hope.

But beyond hope there was a certain exploration and physicality taking place. Her hips were moving against an uncovered dick which felt quite nice even just rubbing against her. With it came a comparison... to a goddess. If she took a quick guess, she knew the blonde one outside was exactly the sort who had her kind of physicality. She'd planned to ask her to spar but the actual comparison made her face flush. "Stop saying stuff like that!" she demanded once again. Of course, she would, it was embarrassing. Ripped from her person would soon be that sports bra, and unnecessarily bouncing breasts sprang forth after being abandoned. "Luckily I don't really need those anymore," she noted. There was something appealing about being stripped of her clothes like that, ripping was such an aggressive thing to do, she couldn't help but find herself gaining a certain amount of excitement. 'Definitely a reasonable way to deal with my own aggression.' She had that thought as her eyes shifted towards Kazuhiko's face. He was actually quite cute, that was a bothersome thing to realize. She leaned in to press their lips together, mostly so she didn't have to look at his cute face any longer.

Intentions aside, Kazu would be treating this interaction with Saori as if it would never happen again. Every adventure was unique, he thought. Applying that same mentality to his current sex life had him finding new appreciations for... well, everything. He hadn't given much consideration to the ramifications of that mentality, but it worked in everyone's favor thus far. This particular event was proving unique already, if only for the aggression required to satisfy one such as Saori.

Ah, but there were more things that caused satisfaction. The purer side of tsundere had appeared in the wake of his compliments. Between that reaction on Saori's face and her exposed, bouncing breasts, Kazu wasn't sure what to look at... so he'd look at both, twice via a couple of quick pictures. There were words to be shared, but it seemed Saori was content to occupy his mouth just before it opened. That wasn't an opportunity to miss; Kazu had no choice but to save his clause long enough to enjoy her lips. Even so, there was a particularly playful, harmless slap delivered to Saori's bosom. A short while later, his free hand was instead entangled in her hair, pulling her face away. "What if I don't stop? Do I get detention, sen-sei~?" he asked at last, all while his hips were grinding beneath Saori to rub the bulk of his shaft against her undercarriage.

Having fun and doing something about the way she felt, these were the only real intentions of Saori. She was a mature adult, most of the time... given this from the outside perspective she properly looked like she was on a spiral of bad judgement. But no decision she'd made in the last week felt wrong to her. Given this, she continued making such decisions with the greatest ease.

One of her best so far was choosing to lean down and occupy the mouth of Kazuhiko after he managed to snap a few pictures of her odd reaction to his compliments. The base personality of someone like Saori was well beyond the norm. She probably didn't show these kinds of inconsistencies regularly but saw no problem doing so here. A playful slap to her chest felt interesting. And beyond that a bit of hair pulling was enough to leave her body quaking just a bit. And what was this, he was saying something about receiving detention? "Definitely earning detention," she said given the fact that he was grinding beneath her. If he was content to act in such a way she was content move them towards something else. "First though, I did say something about confiscating something. I can't just let you sass me all the time~" she flirted back as she moved her own hips forward. Once again she'd be using someone's dick to move her underwear out of the way and achieve the proper alignment. And then she'd being the slow backing onto that throbbing erection.

For possibly the first time ever, getting detention as a student seemed like a great idea. Saori was in a far better way now, for some reasons he understood and some he did not. The ease by which she delved into a teacher-student roleplay was jarring, albeit in a rather pleasant way. With that being the case, Kazu would fall right alongside her into a new type of adventure. "Hai hai. I guess I earned it," he said coyly.

There was something beyond detention in his future, though. Saori reiterated her intention to confiscate something, and immediately went about enforcing the cost for his apparent sass. His cock was used as a tool to shift Martha's thong aside, subjecting him to damp folds in a rather commanding way. It had been some time since Kazu was last in a position like this, but the change was welcomed. "How long?" he asked as if wondering how long his precious object would be held at bay. While her opening was stretching around his tip, Kazu was utilizing that hair grip at the back of Saori's head. This time, he'd be pulling her toward himself while also lifting his own head. That kiss was broken for the sole purpose of speaking. Now though, he sought the woman's lips again ─ as well as the inside of her mouth with his tongue this time.

Saori was a person who seemed to enjoy the taboo that she set herself up for, in this case at least having sex with a student wasn't something she saw as innately negative even though she was still working through the fact that it was taboo. Beyond this, there was the cheekiness of Kazuhiko to help balance everything else, "Of course you did." she said of him earning his apparent punishment. Of course, it wasn't actually a punishment but it was better not to think about that aspect. As a matter of fact it was far easier not to think about it at all given the fact that she was using the lad's tool to set up proper copulation while he kept an interesting grip on her hair and head. "If you behave, I'll return it at the end of class~" that sounded about right for the nature of their relationship. Actually, she was sure she'd done something similar at some point in time... oh well. That push into her folds came with a push into her mouth. She didn't remember inviting him inside that part of her... the answer was a bit more aggression. A tongue lashing of the non-verbal variety. Just the same there was new thickness finding its home in the tightness of her core. But unlike the small or those of a more magical variety, this was all physical just muscle which tightened quite a bit as she back shifted down his shaft.

Kazu earned this 'punishment' from the woman, and if he had a choice, he'd earn it again. Actually, there was every chance he'd land himself in real detention at some point in the future... again. Maybe that would be interesting. No matter the case, that wasn't worth consideration now. For now, the thing of importance was this confiscation-in-progress ─ something Saori claimed would last until the end of class... if he behaved. Kazu thought that was something worth challenging, but only some time after an apparent wrestling of his invasive tongue occurred. He supposed they'd just be battling in a different way this time. A slathering of tongues was not something Kazu easily broke away from under any circumstance. What he did easily, however, was find a way to keep up exchanges without stopping. Saori diving a bit lower gave the lad just enough freedom up top to speak directly into her mouth ─ even while her tongue was caught between his lips. "What if I don't behave?" he questioned. One more picture was taken at the time. His phone was held out to the side, taking a quick and inobtrusive shot of their connected faces.

School would indeed be weird eventually for both of these people. Saori was always the type of mature individual to draw strict lines between activities. Time with roommates in college were very different from the shared classes and course work, time with students in school, very different from her out of school activities, and even time spent in martial arts tournaments, and hanging out with martial artists, were totally separate things. This crossing of an established boundary wasn't something she'd normally do, but now that she was about halfway through it, she wouldn't be stopping. Tongue wrestling while she brought their bodies together properly was great. Odd though it was, the lad seemed very good with that phone camera of his, taking several pictures from angles. All the while he was still being quite cheeky. What if he didn't behave? "Obvious answer. Detention!" she said firmly, she'd yet to push the lad all the way into her canal squeezing him to death but falling just shy of her womb. She understood enough of sex to experience it the normal way. But if detention was necessary she knew where it would take place.

While sex started properly between Kazuhiko and Saori, Iino Miko was finally making her way to the station to pick up her parents. She'd actually made it to the right area in a reasonable amount of time, but she'd gotten distracted by all the places she'd not seen before and ended up slowing her pace a bit. Doing so though, allowed her to see her parents, sitting at a nearby café having a late lunch. Upon spotting her mom sitting outside at a table with an umbrella the girl walked up taking in the sight with wide eyes which were sparkling with excitement. "I am so sorry I'm late. I had such a morning and then I got distracted when I started walking around over here. Everything's so different! But I'm happy to see you!" she exclaimed. True enough she'd not seen her parents in 300 years, there was a certain amount of stunned happiness overwhelming the small girl and oddly enough that feeling fed her soul. Risa seemed to be amused hearing her daughter's voice she looked over to her. "Hey there, cutie♥!~ We know how you are... it's fine and look at you. Having fun with fashion now?" she asked as if amused. The girl in her ripped jeans and frilly shirt with a bow and a cover shirt and some very impressive looking high heels. But then again, Risa was less surprised. Risa was wearing a long denim skirt which buttoned up the front and hugged the curves of her hips as well as an off the shoulder ruffled black top and a little sun hat. Her hair in characteristic thick pigtails held together by purple rose hair clips. Vivid green eyes showed for the duration of her happy conversation and greeting with her daughter. "See, Sweetie. I told you she was fine~" claimed Risa as if clearing something up.

Kazu was already resigned to detention, but his 'punishment' for not behaving would be... more detention? He wasn't sure if Saori intended to present another win condition, but that was precisely what she'd done. Either way, his current round of detention seemed purposefully limited. Saori clenched him all the way to the end of her canal, but no farther. Frankly, Kazu was relieved once again by the lack of immediate cervical penetration, though the effects of Saori's extensive workout regimen showed themselves in the form of tightness, spurring him into unintended grinding from beneath her. Soon enough, that grinding involved a retort to the near-painful grip she offered ─ said retort coming in the form of biting and dragging the woman's bottom lip.

All the while, one Iino Sosuke sat with his wife at a local izakaya restaurant. Sporting a casual button-up, saddle brown shirt and matching loafers, as well as a pair of white slacks, Sosuke sat across from his wife of nearly two decades, Risa. A single bite of karaage was halfway to his mouth when one of the most familiar voices reached his ear. Right away, the glasses-wearing brunette turned his head to view... a very different form of his daughter than he'd seen only days before. She'd made quite a few fashion-related decisions of late, but there was also a physical anomaly or three present in her body. "Mimi?" he questioned initially, as if in minor disbelief. True enough, Risa insisted the girl was fine, but... this development was unprecedented. Sosuke adjusted his glasses before speaking. "Fine may be the operative term. It has only been a few days, right? Don't tell me I've been that engrossed in work lately."

Humans didn't always push the kinds of boundaries that Goddesses did. Perhaps it was an old thing, or maybe one day someone would be able to explain why cervical penetration was so normative. But as a human who enjoyed feeling the burn, this was far more fun. There was an increased friction which she took advantage of, and the grinding of Kazuhiko beneath her made her hips begin moving properly against him. Saori or rather Saint Martha was classed as Rider... there was no way she wouldn't be responsive to such movements. Nibbling at her lips was a form of aggression she also wouldn't allow so as she found the grinding movements worth pursuing, she continued to kiss the boy beneath her. This included a small trail from his mouth down to his chin as she enjoyed the sensation.

All the while, Miko was being treated to the sounds of her parents voices and the visages. She was burning them into her memory fixing an emptiness that she'd had for the last three hundred years. The upward inflection of her father's voice in questioning her identity made her look at him directly. "Papa?" she repeated with the same kind of upward inflection. Her mother's questions would be answered as well, "Hai, I figured it'd be a cute look..." she said almost shyly. Still she wasn't really used to being noticed, and it was quite embarrassing. Even while knowing she'd done a bit of growing, having not seen her parents for several days by their own time, she could hope the details of it wouldn't really be questioned. "Definitely cute. Love the shoes~" her mother agreed with her. She'd had quite the increase in bust size, but she'd always been aware that her daughter had a pretty cute butt she'd been hiding under those slightly oversized clothes. Risa herself remembered going through a pretty active growth spurt at some point in her life, though the exact details were lost to time. "It does happen. Maybe not seeing her for a few days just makes it more obvious. There is also the general change in style to consider, Sweetie~" Risa said without thinking about it too much. She thought it a bit extreme but also knew how likely it was that her daughter wouldn't have known how to approach such growth on her own. Perhaps hanging out with her friends was a good way for her to deal with it, and Kaguya was here and that girl had way fewer issues just being herself. Even with everything going on, Miko was just looking at her parents as if she'd never seen them before or thought she'd never see them again. There was a certain happiness which made small tears spring up in the corners of her eyes.