Charles Patricius

How very strange. The closer Shota came to the living room, the more clear those moans and pants became. He didn't remember getting that much of a reaction out of the impassive girl. Maybe he somehow wasn't giving himself enough credit. Surely he put on the perfect show for such wonderful tech capable of producing such crisp audio. He'd have to take a seat with Hiruko and watch alongside him ─ perhaps even give a few pointers to the man he obviously surpassed since their last meeting. Perhaps he'd even... Wait, what was that? What did she say? It sounded like a pet name for Daikichi Hiruko. Upon entering the living room and seeing a lingerie-clad Sakura live, in person, clearly straddling the lap of Hiruko... yes, that was certainly what she said. Shota couldn't even see a point of penetration over the couch's arm, but he could see enough to draw conclusions. Those bags fell to the floor in his moment of shock. What were these sounds he heard? What was this face he saw? Did Sakura have some twin sister floating around somewhere? No, that couldn't be. "What the fuck?!" he questioned. Meanwhile, Hiruko knew it was about time for Shota to appear. He didn't care, obviously. He'd managed enough effort to draw an orgasm out of Sakura without anything resembling nudity or direct contact, and in the wake of that, one of his hands loosed her ass just to slap it with purpose. "You bad girl; it's so early for that♥~" he teased. Shota was aghast. He hadn't even been gone that long, right? "How?! How are you two fucking on my couch?!"

Chika made a bold claim. She seemed to earnestly believe no one would be so abusive. Conversely, Kazuhiko was basically staring a third hole into her undercarriage and thinking about how easy it would be to get more for less out of her. He didn't even intend to actually take advantage of her, but being able to get the sensation for a moment before repayment would be cathartic at best. "Someone definitely would. I'm even thinking about it," he admitted. Kazu was an honest individual, but Chika was a very abusable individual from his perspective. It looked, it felt like a bit of advantage taken would be fine. As such, he was a little torn. "Definitely awesome and impossible. It's gonna be... um... I gotta..." Whatever blabber Kazu intended to offer through those words, he'd reached step four: throw away the plan. One hand still held his phone at the ready. The other, however, was reaching down to have its middle and ring fingers glide up and down the pink-haired girl's exposed folds. There were multiple plans originally; most of them were gone now. "So... for clarity, the plan is no pregnancy... right? I need to clear that up in advance."

Shota thought he'd captured clear versions of Sakura's expression. He thought her completely impassive, and she was... when doing things to learn. But she wasn't learning presently, not in the way she normally did. No. Instead experience was teaching her the fun of a grind session which took place through her clothes, She was experiencing a non-penetrative orgasm in the lap of one Daikichi Hiruko. And as she began to come down from that, she heard a voice which had come to cause her annoyance, questioning what he was seeing. Did Sakura have a twin? Yes, but that wasn't what was happening here. Sakura herself was expressing pleasure in the lap of a man who was much better equipped to give it. Case in point, a slap delivered to her ass in a teasing way post orgasm, which pointed out how early it had been. "Hehehe~" she giggled immediately wiggling a little more as that gentle stinging sensation set in. "Bad girl, huh? I like that way better~" she claimed. "It was early... I didn't know it could happen like that. I think that was your doing, Hirrun~" she teased smiling openly into Hiruko's face. Sakura would have been content to keep ignoring Shota for a minute or two more, but he wanted to speak. Her eyes cut in his direction, but she didn't turn her head fully, still there was a bit of satisfaction at how very shocked he seemed to be. Surely he didn't think himself insurmountable, right? "How? We aren't..." she said. "Well not yet at least," she mentioned of actual fucking.

Meanwhile, Chika was apparently learning that even good men apparently thought of taking advantage of her. Surely, Kazuhiko was wrong about this, perhaps he wasn't so awesome as he thought, or maybe it didn't really matter as this situation was progressing towards the goal initially set for it. "Hm, I don't think it's a gonna be a problem~" Chika said seeming to disregard anything not immediately useful to her. Beyond that point it seemed like Kazuhiko was quite flustered. He spoke of the awesome thing he was supposed to be showing her but he seemed to be moving on from whatever thoughts he was entertaining initially. Enough of course, that he began stroking her folds causing Chika to immediately begin moving her hips against his fingertips, helping the stimulation of herself along quite nicely. "Hai hai, that's the plan...ah~" she moaned just a little. "Can't get pregnant if it goes in the butt!~" she mused again wondering if this was going to be the sort of thing she saw or felt first. She supposed it didn't really matter to her which it was... as feeling and seeing were both senses, right?

That little giggle after an ass slap was music to Hiruko's ears. For Shota, however, it was a requiem. 'She said she hated that,' he thought while Hiruko shrugged off the climax everyone present knew about. "It could happen a lot of ways. I've even seen it happen from giving a blowjob. I'll show you some more ways too~" he vowed. Meanwhile, Shota was experiencing the shock of his life. Sakura claimed the had yet to even start fucking. Clearly they had, right? She was in Hiruko's lap grinding away while he did the same from below. Shota knew how she climaxed; that was not the strongest, but on the more intense side and... featured behavior he'd never even seen from her. He couldn't believe it. Stepping closer still, he realized there wasn't a single pair of exposed genitals between the two. "Wha─? But how?! And if you were that fucking horny, you could have just waited for me! Didn't you get my texts?!" he griped. To Hiruko, he had something else to say. "And what the hell are you doing?!" he asked. Hiruko shrugged again. "As I'm asked, Shocchi. Oh, and I meant to say earlier, it's never a good idea to brag about your girl's bedroom activity. Somebody's going to fuck her."

Chika didn't think Kazu taking advantage of the situation was going to be a problem. She was technically right; he absolutely wouldn't screw someone over for no reason. He did, however, fully intend to screw her in the more literal sense. Some fun could be had; he just had to ensure it wasn't negative in the end. As such, while he was rubbing between Chika's labia and she reiterated her 'philosophy' on impregnation, Kazu was scheming. "Uh-huh. Probably won't be saying that later, but... I'm getting used to it by now," he said casually. He pulled away from her loins long enough to taste his own fingers. Lychee? Interesting. "Huh. Well... you know that deal didn't count because I didn't agree, right? That means I can make it on my terms. Now if I show you, you have to commit to dealing with it until you can't anymore. And since you did this and got me all extra hard now, you have to take responsibility first. Oh, and I get to take like a thousand pictures! And I'm gonna..." Without finishing his statement, Kazu took to both knees. Even the magical pants he wore showed some amount of bulge resembling a more human-appropriate member as he knelt between Chika's legs, his face occupying her crotch. First came a lick to taste her loins directly. Only a second later, he was palming her ass with one hand while lavishing her slit.

That little giggle was such a natural reaction for Sakura now. It was simply how she reacted to that stinging sensation when it was delivered in a way she liked. But she felt the emotional dissonance it caused Kakihara and it made her feel... satisfaction. Kaguya had been right a simple comparison was a wonderful thing. Moreover Hiruko was the sort of individual it was easy to play and feed off of. She'd expressed her lack of knowledge of this particular kind of orgasm and he'd made a vow to show her all kinds of things, including something she was privy to already. "Hai hai, that one isn't too rare though. It just takes the right combination of circumstances," she stated plainly. Ah, but Kakihara wouldn't be leaving well enough alone, he chose to bring up her state of arousal and claimed that if it existed she should have waited for him. Sakura found herself looking at him genuinely confused. "Why would have I have waited for you?" she questioned genuinely, before giving clarification that would obviously be needed. "You can't fix this, you can't even cause this." she said as a statement of absolute truth. "I am busy, can't you see?" she asked in that near deadpan way she tended to. The girl normally called impassive wasn't always so but that was a lesser known fact. Kakihara Shota wasn't capable of causing the kind of desire Sakura currently felt, he also wasn't in any position to cause the kinds of reactions from her she currently felt. Sakura hadn't even begun to extricate herself from Hiruko's lap and his words about this situation were still pleasant to her ears. He was doing as he asked, and he confirmed for her the idea that Kakihara Shota had indeed been bragging about her in a sexual manner to others, something she'd already had confirmed by Akaba Reiji, he'd made her night quite difficult with that... oh well just another thing she'd be tacking on. As her ideations of spite continued. Such a thing was odd considering but that was something else to add to her list.

At the same time, a different sort of 'abuse' was taking place in the living room of Yuuya's house. "Later is later." Chika said. She was an odd one, but not one to gripe or harp over excessive thoughts that weren't interesting enough. Unless she was investigating something hinky, she was far from caring too much about what she said or did from moment to moment. Besides, there was something much more interesting happening at present. Kazuhiko claimed their earlier deal didn't count because he didn't agree to it. He said if he showed her, she had to deal with it until she couldn't anymore. "AAAH~" a moan escaped Chika as his rant wasn't even finished but a lick was delivered to her slit instead. It was almost as if that bow in her bangs did a little spin as she became excited. Pictures, or whatever, taking responsibility for an erection she could kind of see... that wasn't a big deal. It didn't look too outlandish from here. "Chika can agree to that. Chika VICTORY!" she exclaimed as if she was doing something else. Still in that position she didn't much care about anything else as she balanced on one hand and used the other to reach back. She couldn't well not see it now. "Still have to show it for me to take responsibility though~" she claimed because it was completely logical. Well, as logical as being ditzy could make it.

So, Sakura knew of at least some atypical orgasms. He'd be sure to deliver those where possible, since she had an interest in them. As for the right combination of circumstances, that sounded like a challenge to compile events and see what happened in the end. He'd do that as well. "I'll see what I can do. But, my main focus is what I said a little while ago. I'm still moving toward that line of thought~" he confirmed. Moments later, Shota was being informed of his true limitations. He could neither fix nor cause the level of arousal Sakura experienced now. Obviously this was Hiruko's fault, stepping in and deciding to do to him what he did to others. He was the one who did such things flawlessly! "Bullshit! I fucked you three ways to Sunday, and look where you are now! My house!" he announced. Hiruko snickered and rolled his eyes, as if he knew something Shota surely didn't. Twice, Hiruko patted the side of Sakura's ass that couldn't be seen by Shota presently; she would need to move very soon as Shota drew closer still. "I wasn't planning to share just yet, but I guess it'd just be hospitable of me if I let this slide. I'll show you when I make sure you're good and knocked-up. You know how to make this whole thing blow over, Tohcchi? It starts with a good, sloppy sucking♥~" Shota urged while pulling loose his belt.

Later is later, Chika insisted. Kazuhiko could almost sigh. He didn't plan to begin their session with anal; that would be weird. With that in mind however, he also doubted he'd get to move on before ejaculation during vaginal penetration. Oh well. It wouldn't be his first, second or even third child this week, and probably wouldn't be his last by a longshot. Chika was already seeming quite loud from simple licking alone; that was an interesting sign of things to come. Everything he listed was agreed to in one go, joined by a claim of victory. If she considered it that way, he wouldn't argue. Ah, but he did have to show his cock at some point regardless. As Kazu lapped intermittently at her folds, he noticed an extra limb in his lower periphery. She seemed to be reaching out for it herself, so his hips scooted forward to enable the act. "Good luck," he said between laps, seeming to have a spark of strong confidence in his approach now. As it seemed, they were soon to be locked in the present position... but as long as Chika could retain her balance, Kazu knew it could work; he had more than enough length to still reach her face.

Atypical orgasms were more normal for someone like Sakura, but she figured that would become obvious later. That being said there was original plan that Hiruko had, that uttered threat so unlike anything Sakura had heard before. "Hai! It's still sounds like fun~" she said of that original line of thinking. Sakura while occupying Hiruko's lap got to hear the truth of Kakihara Shota as his frustration at being told the truth became an obvious fit. It was amusing how little he understood of this situation. "Did you? Because I am pretty sure the one fucked to unconsciousness was you... Kakihara-san," she stated clearly, that tiny bit of sarcasm Sakura always had becoming that obvious streak of bitchiness she'd mentioned earlier. Ah, but it wasn't aimed at Hiruko, in fact, she had nothing but niceties to share with the blonde man, who was tapping the unseen side of her ass. 'Sou ka, I understand that one,' Sakura thought as she shifted out of Hiruko's lap while Kakihara made a big show of being hospitable and not intending to share, he once again mentioned impregnating Sakura and claimed all of this would blow over if she started to fellate him. "Sou ka, that's what you think and that's what you're trying to do, I really am surprised I didn't notice before," she said in her usual impassive way, she was processing how ridiculous this man sounded. Her face twisted from passive to disgust as she began talking about the issues of Kakihara's words and actions in turn. "I don't care if you're upset, your feelings aren't apart of my considerations..." she observed first. "You aren't equipped to impregnate me." she said secondly. "And I don't know why you're undoing your belt, I'm not putting that in my mouth. The quality of it and its taste aren't worth the effort of extracting it from you." she explained almost clinically. "Oh right, that might not be clear enough. What you provide isn't worth the effort of me sucking your dick, you don't deserve it." Sakura clarified having left enough room for Hiruko to do whatever he wanted to do. The difference between her speech to Hiruko and that to Kakihara was so starkly different that it was likely jarring, but obviously he hadn't understood her before. Sakura had the necessary experience now, she'd make sure her intentions weren't ever misconstrued again.

At the same time, Kazuhiko and Chika seemed to actually be moving towards a sexual encounter of their own, at the very least someone's genitals were being explored. At the same time, Chika had no physical problems keeping up her balance and using one hand to reach for Kazuhiko. The young man to his credit slid forward a bit and that allowed her access to his zipper. Still that lapping at her core did do its job, a blush was on her face and she was wiggling her hips against his face just a little. "Chika Luck!" she said releasing Kazuhiko from his breeches and finding something far more sizable than she could have expected. In fact still reached her face even in this strange position. she'd figured she'd just be using her hands. "WAAAH! IT'S HUGE!" she exclaimed causing a widening of the eyes of Kei who sat across from Angelica playing a round of AoE TCG. Still that hand of Chika's reached out to touch and her mouth opened a tentative lick being placed against the glans before all else. Chika wasn't the type to disrupt herself, still it was quite shocking to see something that outpaced both her brother and her mentor.

Now was the time of reckoning for one Kakihara Shota. He'd been the one rendered unconscious from their experiences. He'd been the one thinking he was accomplishing something, only to be scratching the surface of Sakura's ability at best. Hiruko could tell as much from the interactions between them; he was already on his way to offering something greater. In fact, he imagined a stronger orgasm than Shota managed to gain from Sakura would have been achieved in a few moments, if not for Shota's interruption. "I... but you... you already did it before, and you loved it!" Shota said, knowing he had video evidence of Sakura lavishing his semen on her tongue. Obviously, she was making things up, appealing to Hiruko who had money and power to sway her. "Oh, I get it. You let him trick you into thinking he's an upgrade! Don't fall for that shit; he's─"

Ah, there was no end to Shota's statement. Why was that? Well, Hiruko had freedom of movement after Sakura exited his lap. He wasn't interested in waiting very long for his own experience, so he very swiftly hopped from the couch to cup a hand over Shota's mouth. The grin he always wore remained, but... there was something a bit more threatening about it, perhaps stemming from that glint in his eye. "Shh~ Shocchi. If you keep talking, you're going to kill the vibe. Sit back and relax while I do my job," Hiruko stated. Shota attempted to fight, spinning around and freeing his mouth while his right arm swept toward the other male's face. It seemed Hiruko suffered no difficulty dodging underneath that arm as his other hand, previously held behind his back, snatched Shota's wrist and spun him more than the original motion intended. There was a clicking sound not heard by Shota, as he attempted a left jab instead. Hiruko caught that fist in his palm and dragged Shota's bound arm up to it, revealing the other side of... a pair of jade-encrusted handcuffs? Another spin turned Shota away, and Hiruko captured both the young man's wrists before collapsing both his knees. "Shocchi... I said sit back... and relax," Hiruko said as his knee made contact with a kneeling Shota's head. The recoil from that blow left him submissive enough to be gagged by a tightly-tied handkerchief. While doing that, Hiruko spoke to Sakura. "That's step one. What now?"

Whatever Chika Luck was, Kazuhiko was content to enable it. Her movements against his face confirmed her willingness to continue in this position. Moreover, she had easy enough access to his zipper, and... about the reaction he expected upon lowering it and releasing his tool. Kazu couldn't even be surprised at this point, though something about that reaction felt great. Perhaps Chika would feel him grinning against her folds in the moment. If nothing else, Kazu began throbbing soon enough as that first lick garnered immediate physical reaction. He'd probably need to keep focus, but... he was realizing a strangeness to this angle that had his nose prodding against Chika's rectum when his forward momentum and her hips' movement aligned.

Kakihara Shota had a very skewed view of the world. Sakura had already begun to understand this in their previous interactions. She'd only known the man a few days and it was already quite clear that he didn't know he was someone's pet. He also didn't understand the absolute pecking order of her involvement with him and he didn't understand what he was and wasn't good at. This kind of thing is exactly why sex was so open within Munetsuchi, everyone about the basics of sex acts and everyone knew the kinds of tools they were working with compared to each other. And when you have this information, certain kinds of personality defects aren't allowed to fester. "I tasted it, once before and never again. I never said I loved it... I don't express things that way. It had a strange texture and I didn't like the flavor so I decided then I wouldn't be going through with performing such an act," Sakura said as a factual point of clarification. She'd been keeping those observations of hers to herself, but maybe she should have shared them when she thought them... it might have helped this man learn his place in the world. Ah, but Kakihara was still certain that she was the one being misled. That might have been among the most annoying things about this discourse. "Upgrade? No. The comparison between you and Hirrun doesn't actually exist. Hirrun is a one of a kind individual... Also he didn't talk me into anything. I asked him to do this," Sakura expressed before movements gave way to a minor scuffle.

She watched Hiruko's precise and exact movements compared to a rather sloppy and indirect kind of combat. She'd seen children more capable of hand to hand combat... hell, she'd been one not long ago. Beyond that there were was accuracy and finesse to Hiruko's responsive techniques. Nothing really touched him and nothing changed the course of his actions. It was interesting to see... that aura of his shift with his physical movements. "Sugoi, that's a legitimate amount of skill. I didn't expect to encounter anyone else with that type of prowess," she commented almost absently. Soon enough, Kakihara Shota was handcuffed and gagged. "Oh, right. She did say gagging was important..." Sakura observed. "Those restraints are also pretty interesting," she said in her usual way. "Anyway the next step is easy... I start answering his text messages," she claimed as she played with her phone and set it up in such a way that dual camera function was enabled. One would remain trained on Kakihara Shota and the other would be on the two of them. With it set up the way she liked she found herself once again appraising Hiruko. How Kakihara thought himself comparable enough to even try and saw her she didn't know but... "Now, you have something to show me, and something else for me to taste right, Hirrun~" she said in a teasing manner. Well, she'd still been drinking and had enough flirting and an orgasm under her belt already, she could easily offer a bit of service for Hiruko, besides, a grand unveiling was necessary, Kakihara Shota had to learn that in the grand scheme of life, the pecking order was already determined.

Meanwhile a very strange sixty-nine was starting for Kazuhiko and Chika. In fact, her initial surprise at the size of his manhood seemed to garner a strange sensation of a smile against her folds. He wasn't deterred by her actions however and kept moving his tongue against her, seemingly bent on tasting her thoroughly as she supported herself in her semi-upside down fashion. Chika figured that meant good things and continued, the same way she interpreted the throbbing in his dick when she licked it initially. Well, it wasn't as if she was going to stop. Her tongue lashed out multiple times against it as she used her hand to align it with her mouth. She'd began to close her lips and mouth around it suck and rubbing against it as it became wet with her saliva. Just the same the movements of her hips would be stopping and even that oddity of a nose near her backdoor could only be seen as encouragement to keep the rhythm. They could continue like this for quite a while as she aimed to take responsibility for causing him an erection, without seeming to find anything wrong with her behavior. Wet sloppy noises would be echoing from the living room into the kitchen and it was taking all of Kei's concentration to keep u pher game. All the while Angelica seemed completely unbothered, simply satisifed that she wasn't currently being given way more than she was ready for.

In the wake of a brief and easy tussle with Shota, Hiruko rose and stretched. There were a few more things he needed to do before feeling comfortable, so upon asking Sakura what she intended next, he took the time to grab a stool from the bar and bring it to Shota. The other male would soon find himself seated on said stool, bound to its legs by his own before he even fully recovered from that concussive strike. Once that was done, Hiruko began stepping toward Sakura ─ who seemed to have set up her camera in a very particular way. She also had something to say about the way he handled Shota's aggression. "Anyone else, huh?" he questioned, though it didn't seem he cared much about the answer. He swaggered his way toward Sakura, hearing her talk of answering Shota's text messages. He wasn't sure what was to be found in those texts, but if he was interpreting things correctly... Hiruko was in for one hell of a time. Now then, apparently he had something to show Sakura... and something for her to taste. Starting with a nonchalant shrug, he began pulling away his shirt. Shota, dazed as he was, assumed Hiruko was flexing during that time. Alas, Shota didn't know what it meant to have properly built lean muscles ─ nor did he understand how movement with such musculature worked. Now, Hiruko stopped his approach to stand right in front of Sakura. He stared her down while unbuckling his own belt, seeming infinitely pleased already. "If that's what you want, that's what I'm here for. All I need to know is what kind of angle I get to see myself be dazzled from♥~"

Speaking of dazzling, Kazuhiko was soon to learn how many girls from their world had the ability to work around magic world dicks. Despite her shock, Chika was quick to wrap her lips around the end of his cock and begin sucking away. Within seconds, Kazu found that he'd never experienced a sloppier form of fellatio... but that was quite good. Miko was a recent experience of his. She had a propensity for leaking moisture from both top and bottom, but the application found by Chika was already markedly different. Her hips may have stopped moving... but his would take up the task instead. Just the same, it seemed Kazu wasn't too opposed by the sudden anus against his nose. It was the strangest thought he ever had, realizing it only smelled of lychee. Twice now had he been so intimately close to someone's rear hole with his own face. This time, he was consciously returning the tip of his nose to it. All the while, he was squeezing the pink-haired girl's buttocks aggressively to match the sudden ramp-up of his tongue's activity between her folds. As fate would have it, there were soon two distinct slurping sounds echoing through the house ─ joined in time by Kazuhiko's moans passing into Chika's undercarriage.

That tussle would end with Kakihara Shota bound to a bar stool, with his hands cuffed and gagged half-out of it. That was a very interesting thing, more interesting was the cheeky commentary of one Daikichi Hiruko who seemed to question Sakura's phrasing of her observation. "Hai, skilled physical combatants are difficult to find, though I know a few~" Sakura claimed without any more details, in keeping with her general stance on not oversharing. Moving on, she intended to answer the text messages sent to her, in a very direct way, by acting out their contents with Hiruko to punish Kakihara for his audacity. Beyond this point, Hiruko had something to show and something for Sakura to taste she found herself rather excitedly leaning forward as his shirt came off, giving the man a very thorough appraisal. "Oh? That's legitimately impressive," she stated reaching out to touch exposed muscles while he undid his belt.'Micchan has great taste.' she thought of the girl she'd met originally as an elafia. What more did he have to say, if it was what she wanted, he wanted to know what angle he got to dazzle her from? "I really like the way you talk to me~" she flirted, as her hands moved towards the waist of his pants as well. She was technically quite excited to have the visuals to go along with what she'd felt already. Given the angle of her own phone and the visuals of Kakihara she gave consideration to his own angles. "It's hard to say, I'll enjoy looking up at you, but will you enjoy looking at me from the angle you have?" she asked as her body was at the edge of the couch leaving Hiruko standing in front of her. "You could always have a seat after we get these down... they have to be uncomfortable by now~" she said while looking up at him with that gentle flush on her face. She'd use her current leverage to help his pants descend and free what she knew to be a rather massive tool. And grin upon seeing it the first time.

At the same time, Chika seemed to be expressing her natural abilities in a different way. Slurping and devouring a cock covered in her own saliva wetting it as a natural effect of her own movements. She could say that there was a certain pressure building in her loins as Kazuhiko devoured her from the back in a very voracious manner. What was more from Chika's perspective Kazuhiko's hips had begun moving as well, a sure sign of success in her case. She'd continued taking more of him in and applying more tongue. There didn't seem to be much rhyme or reason to what she was doing. Her entire approach was simply reactive. Which his cock moved forward her jaw relaxed and when it retracted she sucked with force. Just the same her tongue lavished strokes right up to the point of a certain gentle leak of fluids and the shaking of Chika's legs made it obvious that she'd reached orgasm. That subtle sucking only got louder until then. Interesting, was such a thing, but Chika wasn't the type to have much to say during moments like these, she simply went with what was best feeling.