Charles Patricius

By this meeting, both parties had a general idea about what would soon be happening. Alas, Hiruko didn't have time for any pictures regardless of Sakura's current state. He did still have to message Hoshimi Eri ─ something he thought best done before immersing himself in debauchery. Without peeling his gaze away from Sakura for more than a few seconds, he typed a quick message with the attached file she required. The message read: "Kimacchi wants you to know she's got a new dress for you, if you want more work than this."

Moving on, he could finally offer his undivided attention to the absolute specimen that was Tohsaka Sakura. She still didn't intend to kill Shota, wanting him to suffer instead. She wanted to cuck the younger male and record it for said suffering. Obviously, Hiruko was meant to play the villain in this plan of hers. Whatever his thoughts on the matter, Sakura explained her mental processes. Everything she said was completely logical. Shota did deserve a healthy dose of karma for all his terrible behavior, and indeed... 'fuckboy' was an accurate descriptor for his demeanor toward Sakura and other women. "Yare yare. That's a lot to unpack, Sakucchi. I get why you feel the need to do that, but I've got no personal investment in it. Who's to say the experience wouldn't be downgraded? I'm not one to waste a good opportunity, you know? I want your best. If you can ensure that despite having reason to focus on someone else at all, I guess I've got no problem with it... but where's the collateral? Sounds like we need a new deal~"

A message was soon being sent and read by a young blonde lass with fiery green eyes. Her hair up in a loose ponytail as she sat comfortably in her suite with a small cup of alcohol a gun in pieces on the table before her and her phone. A message and information about a job would be coming through and she frowned in reading the extra message. "I could have gone my whole fucking life without knowing that. I appreciate the work though. I'll let you know when it's all done." the message from one Hoshimi Eri came through with annoyance and niceness as it always would for a few select people, Hiruko among them. And with just that message, Hiruko was free to pursue his night.

And this night currently was taking an interesting turn. As Sakura managed to calm herself down a bit, she explained her plan to Hiruko who seemed quite a bit apathetic about it initially. He didn't want his own experience lowered as another person within the mix was going to have focus, Sakura could understand this, but she also had a bit of extra information. After explaining herself it seemed that there was a minor bit of negotiation to take place, she could at least understand his points but they were non-issues as far as she was concerned. "Sou ka, well, I can guarantee my own behavior. I was already trying with you, as you didn't immediately throw yourself at me," she explained of her own behavior. "As for wasted opportunities, this too is one, just of a different nature. You'll still get my best because you're my actual focus," she said honestly. "Collateral is interesting, you can choose what you'd like ahead of time, as this is a thing I want that you aren't personally invested in to the same extent," she said seeming to find the fairness in that sort of situation.

Eri's response was not yet seen by Hiruko. He didn't really need to see it anyway; he could already tell how she'd react. She'd enjoy the opportunity to get some work done, and she'd detest the idea of Makima having expectations for any additional jobs thereafter. She didn't often need a reply anyway, so he could continue focusing on Sakura and potentially using his phone for the next set of pictures.

According to Sakura, her behavior was assured. She was focused on him, so she assured he'd remain the center of attention. "Sou ka. Sorry to say, but words are just words. It's not that I don't believe you; it's more like... why should I? That's the beauty of an arrangement," he said almost cheekily. Lo, Sakura expressed her interest in presenting collateral. Now she was speaking his language. If she opened with that sort of offer, she could get him to do just about anything. Ah, but what would he require of her for this particular deal? Well, it was now time to perform a little test. "My choice of collateral, huh? Then how about this? For the effort of cucking Shocchi, I'll take a free pass future access to you. And, as collateral for your guarantee... why not? I'll try my hand at an order of submission. One session, no holds barred, anything I say goes with no arguments. If that's fair, deal. If it's not, the floor's open for compromise. What do you say?"

Hoshimi Eri required no responses and instead sat happily deciphering information about a contract killing as if she was winning the lottery. At the same time, Sakura now had Hiruko's full attention and was left to discuss the terms of their arrangement. Hiruko claimed that he couldn't simply take her word for it and that was why such things existed. Sakura could understand that from the outside perspective and would be keeping track of things like this from now on. "That's a fairly reasonable point," she said acknowledging such. Regardless, she felt it only fair to let him choose his collateral for helping her cuck his cousin and what he wanted was, an act of submission.

Sakura looked at this man before her and studied him carefully. It was quite interesting as a thought and given what Sakura assumed of the man she in general had no problems submitting to his sexual desires, at least the ones she could figure out from the stories already told about him. A slightly more naive version of the girl might have agreed without saying anything else, but there was a certain lack of surety with humans that required her to be a bit more cautious. She'd been walking around this town for days without sleeping and she'd seen things her own world would have viewed as disgusting and she wanted no parts of those. "While I don't think I need to say this, I feel it is better to be a bit cautious. I've seen too many strange things in the last couple of days to just agree... without pointing out that I wouldn't be agreeing to any of those very strange waste, overly violent or death based things I've seen people do since coming here. Those are weird even to me," she clarified her own understanding. "For actual sexual submission, though, I can agree to that, as long as you remember what I said about my reactions, I can't be ordered into that..." she said specifically. That was the truth as she understood it. Her counterpoints weren't counters to his offer, just pointing out that what he received from such a thing would be mostly up to him.

Hiruko found this girl to be a reasonable enough person for his deals. Thus far, he didn't feel any need to scheme her, or do anything similar. They could simply exist as individuals making an exchange together, and that would be fine. Alas, Sakura had some strange things to say. She had no interest in waste, violence or any byproducts of the two. Hiruko stared, lips curling downward as a visible strain appeared in his neck. "Sakucchi... I'm going to pretend I didn't even hear you mention that, so I can go on believing you never assumed the worst of me. But, that doesn't matter. I have everything I need to know with that answer," he said. The test was over; he had a marker now for any limits Sakura did, or didn't, possess. "Everything's on the table then. Done deal," he concluded. Indeed, he was willing to treat that list of hers as if it didn't exist at all; things were better that way in Hiruko's opinion.

One final condition was presented. Sakura reiterated her earlier clause about faking reactions, or rather how she wouldn't do such a thing. Hiruko shrugged. He already spoke his mind about that matter. "You're wasting your breath. If I wanted to tell someone how to feel about something, I'd get a robot. Don't show me anything fake, but don't hide anything real either. That's the deal. I take it we're clear?"

Sakura received an answer to her counters which made her breathe a sigh of relief. In truth, she'd never believed the worst of Hiruko, and his reactions to being confronted with such information were well within the realm of what Sakura considered normal. Her staring at him for so long had been a study, making sure his mana was flowing in the right direction past the oddities of whatever power he possessed, that still required more study. His physical reaction to the mentions themselves were easily noticed though and given those she could be happy she didn't think the wrong thing initially. "Sou ka, I'm fine with that. Also I didn't think the worst of you at all, Hirrun~" she commented absently willing to leave that conversation in the dust where it belonged. She did say she'd seen some very odd things and she didn't assume they were normal, but humans could lie about things that she didn't find it natural to be able to lie about, as such clarity was important to her. "And yes, we have a deal~" she said moving to sit on the table in front of him in her lingerie while looking into his face.

There was a claim that she shouldn't fake anything nor should she hide any real reactions. "Oh? Do people do that... hide their natural reactions," she said as if it was an odd concept. 'What's a robot?' she added to her long list of questions. She'd noticed things like avoiding appearing with sexual arousal on faces or things like that, but perhaps she simply knew too many people with honest faces. Or perhaps that was part of the masking process. There was clear thinking occuring in her head as she tried to remember whether she'd witnessed such a thing, well there was the issue with card games, and people thinking about their moves... but that was a bit different unless it worked that way. Well, there was also Hiruko himself, who gave off flirtation as his base state of existence but everything remained hidden behind such a mask. Perhaps that was more inline with what he was talking about? She supposed she'd be finding out whenever that favor was called.

"I know you didn't. I also get why you brought that up, but it almost kills the mood. Almost," he specified. In truth, nothing could actually ruin his mood currently ─ not while watching Sakura move about in that dark negligee with her every curve teasing his eyes through each miniscule movement. Even her breathing was having an effect. Once she sat in front of him and confirmed their deal, he nodded. "Bet~"

Once again, curiosity was expressed. Hiruko had already come to believe Sakura wasn't worldly at all, but time showed her being more and more... alien. "Your naiveté is showing again, Sakucchi. Hiding natural reactions is a main method of survival in society. You don't seem to have many of those, but most people are best keeping their cards held close to their chests. It wouldn't be bad for you to do the same, still... unless there's something else you want close to your chest. It's a lot of chest~" he appraised shamelessly. At long last, Hiruko was switching his phone to camera mode. The whole point of this lingerie showing was another set of pictures, after all. While the next leg of the photoshoot began, however, he decided it was best to converse about this apparent cucking plan. "Camera's ready whenever you are. So, you want to cuck Shocchi. What do you want to do about it? He should be back relatively soon, unless his car finally decides to explode on the way back. I'd estimate no more than 20 minutes otherwise."

Sakura did understand enough to know that certain conversations could ruin moods. It was quite an interesting dichotomy when she considered the idea that some really wanted to talk about things, until they didn't. Mastering conversation for modern humans was actually a little complex, but that was making it quite the worthwhile endeavor. "I can understand that part," she said seeming to retain such information for later endeavors. Regardlless, there was the utterance of 'bet' which sounded strange but in context seemed to be agreeance. "Hm, I like the way it sounds when you say that..." she mused sitting directly in front of him, Sakura had been in deep thought. But it seemed the visual nature of humans was quite good at keeping them interested in sexual things.

Moving on, Hiruko spoke of how humans hid their reactions to things in order to survive. That seemed very much in opposition to survival but she supposed if everyone was lying it would be negative to be found out as the only person telling the truth. "Sou ka," she said of her naivety and the explanation. Contradictory, did she find the musings but the flirting she found herself agreeing to easily. "Is it a lot? I hadn't noticed~" she said leaning forward her arms squeezing together against her chest in that tiny bit of black lace causing her breasts to pop forward just a little. She'd always do this sort of thing, as it became easy to read where people's eyes were looking when she acted in such a way. As for the cucking of Kakihara Shota she had a very simple plan. "I was thinking of just doing all the things he keeps texting me, but with you. For obvious reasons and because it would be more fun," she explained of her general plan, still having all of Shota's messages visible in her hot bar, made it rather easier for her to compartmentalize a list, there were also all the little thing's he'd tried to demand of her before, like speaking to him or doing extra so that he could do more for her. But he wasn't capable of doing more for her so it was pointless, in Hiruko's case, he'd be on there receiving end of quite a bit of conversation, as he already had been. "That was the worst car ride of my life so far," she mentioned about being in Shota's car the previous night and assuming he actually made it back. "Since it will be a while before he gets back though, I figured you could get as many pictures as you'd like... any poses you'd like to see Hirrun? You've been letting me just do whatever I wanted I figured you might have an idea or four worth bending to~" she flirted back just the same. There was a whole list of things she intended to do. A slight shift in her posture occurred as she opened her legs a bit and gave a glimpse down the front of her body towards her thong between the thickness of her thighs.

Sakura had a thing for the phrase 'bet' when spoken by Hiruko. That seemed to be the case with many, but that may have been the first time he heard the claim spoken aloud. "Oh? I like the reason you gave me to say it," he responded. Despite serious conversation, several business dealings and random mention of some cursed fetishes, Hiruko hadn't lost firmness at all. He wondered if it was even possible to gain flaccidity in Sakura's presence ─ especially with her actively utilizing those alluring movements. He saw her breasts squeezed between her arms, and all he could do was imagine either his head or shaft being smothered between. That question of hers which seemed teasing at best, he snickered over. "It's definitely a lot. If you want something for size comparison, let me know♥~" he flirted.

When delivering unto Shota his righteous punishment, Sakura intended to show him everything he'd been wanting from her... using Hiruko instead. That was fitting with the idea of comeuppance, he thought. What did Shota want, though? He could make only a few assumptions, but some were based on stories about himself. Either way, he was in for an exciting evening. Hiruko was already snapping some different shots, just nearly able to see through to nudity which seemed fresh and thrilling despite being seen earlier. As for the terrible car ride she experienced in Shota's sedan... "Well, it's a good thing you brought your own airbags. You would have been totally safe in a crash~" he joked. Another photo was taken during Sakura's positional change. She seemed to have equal appeal from any and every different angle, lending a lot to the camera no matter when Hiruko pressed its button. She offered a choice of poses, but he hadn't been making any suggestions because Sakura seemed so capable of teasing the camera herself. "Honestly, that's tough. You were right about being tempting; it's a strong vibe coming from you. With that in mind, how about something... hmm... expectant? You know, something that could be seconds away from the start of something, or right between position changes. You've got a really good 'fuck me' look ─ I can tell. That, with poses filling that niche, would be perfect!♥"

Flirtations taking place between Hiruko and Sakura seemed to be growing despite any oddities that were happening between them. Her active shifting and playful sarcasm seemed to be enough to keep him going. She'd seen his hardness through his pants for the entirety of their meeting once it happened. She was definitely interested in it, but also wouldn't be wasting any opportunities. "Well that is definitely something I want, but in a bit you know... don't want to waste any opportunities♥!~" Sakura flirted right back. In truth given she didn't alter her own reactions she'd rather that be one of the moments witnessed.

Their conversation wasn't simply serious either, a bit of joking happened between them as Sakura shifted positions a bit and had more pictures taken. "I definitely would have been safe, and not because of these~" she claimed as placing her hands beneath them and holding them up just a bit. When asked what kind of pictures he sought Hiruko claimed a struggle. She was naturally good in front of a camera and thus he didn't have a lot he wanted beyond her already existing choices. That was the kind of encouragement which would get him things he asked for and things he didn't. "Sou ka," she said shifting her body a bit more. She placed her hands in the space between her legs looked forward and up. She allowed her eyes to naturally travel up his body, giving herself a chance to access him just a bit. In so doing she could imagine waiting on him, she was already doing a bit of that by her own design. She also found it in herself to turn shifting her body to give a full view of her rear and the specialization of that thong. She peaked over her shoulder as well, once again looking like she was waiting for Hiruko to slide in behind her. Her back even arched ever so deviously, she knew what this particular position did to men in general and knew it would be appreciated. "These work for what you were going for?" she asked, as if she had no idea if she managed the thing he was going for.