Shibuya

Of course she knew her words could be taken as yet another arrangement, and of course she would consider it worthwhile to enter. Once more, she decided to call him daddy. Surely it was the fault of many degenerate media sources that she even had such a thing available in her vocabulary for this situation, but was Yugi complaining? Absolutely not. She could say something like that as much as she wanted, and he wouldn't even think of trying to stop her. He even felt compelled to go above and beyond, as if spurned on by something so simple. It was only right that he make an effort toward living up to the name, wasn't it? "Alright then. Here; I'll sign my end~"

There was a small amount of seriousness in Yugi's words. He did intend to 'sign the contract' in a manner of speaking, but this was neither the time nor place for pen and paper. Only one thing would suffice then. As Kimiko was bending backwards, Yugi was leaning forward. It didn't take much time or effort for the lad to hover over her abdomen, his tongue protruding to lick a trail just under her navel. In doing so, there was also the slightest movement of his hips. This was quite the strange position to be in overall, though it was admittedly something of a boon for Yugi. His shaft was angled upward at a sharp angle within Kimiko, leaving the tip of his tool pressed against the frontal wall of her nether. That slight shifting to his hips was continuous from the start, causing not a thrust per se, but instead something of a grind against that internal surface.

Did Kimiko consume ridiculous amounts of degenerate media? Yes, so much so that she was almost immune to seeing it in regular situations. Such was proved by her own reactions earlier this day. Even so, she was exactly the sort of person who had no problem with her own actions in relation to her degeneracy so long as the person on the receiving end was happy to be there. Yugi was proving himself to be just that... as far as she understood. Ah, and he was even feeding into it. He claimed he'd sign the contract she'd handed over but they weren't exactly sitting across from each other in a board room. No at the moment she was performing a back bend with his dick buried in her depths. How would he sign then?

A prodding of her insides, ever so persistently. A grinding of his tool against her fore from within which caused her to writhe just a bit. She'd almost want to wiggle her hips but it was near impossible to meet such a movement given her current positioning. No, instead she had to endure it, but those motions of his dick weren't alone. No, she had the warmth of a tongue licking along her exposed abdomen below her navel causing her to squirm under the attention. "Ah... fuck!" yeah, that was about all she had. There were supposed to be words in there, but this really was a hard situation for her. Out of control of her body, blood rushing towards her head, her loins wet with a grinding tool at a sharp angle being used to whittle down her resistance. Her mind was on the verge of coming undone. Was this actually a punishment? It couldn't have been in the traditional sense considering how much she was enjoying it. The lad had the exact angle needed to knock against her g-spot. She could feel the ripple through her body at each movement, like a small flourish being started at each movement. Her nether would tighten in response only to relax as soon as she was unstimulated for a moment. Such would cause a sort of gripping exchange between the two, as she was pushed towards a peak she had no control over.

Step one was beginning not in the way Yugi anticipated, but in just the way he would have hoped. He didn't take the time to rationalize the position they were in within his own mind, nor did he know if it would even work. It simply... felt like the appropriate thing to do at the time. In the end, it seemed to function perfectly. Kimiko could squirm, but it didn't seem she had much ability to physically seek her own pleasure. Yugi alone was the key-bearer, just as intended. The constant collapsing of the lass' walls and that rub against the tip of his phallus were mighty, but limited the amount of sensory overload Yugi himself had to deal with. Could he actually pull this off without halt? It seemed possible as long as arousal remained intact. That wasn't going to be a problem either, by the look of things.

And so, Yugi continued his never-ending, yet gradual shifting. Control was his, and the ability to continue undisturbed was in sight. As his tongue reached the end of its trail just below Kimiko's navel, he raised a brow. That singular word of hers was ringing in his ear repeatedly, and he thought to question it. "Come again?" he asked cheekily, his hand rubbing its way up her abdomen as well. "Is that all you've got for me? You're always so much more talkative than that~"

How had she even come to be in this position? Kimiko knew it was like a natural progression to their current position, but what did Yugi get from bending her like this and limiting her own movements like this? Well, control. Yeah, she knew what it was to be the one in control, as such she could see the usefulness of limiting the movements of someone else. Even so, this was only a limitation in movement. He was still actively providing her pleasure, not by her own movements but by that gentle grinding sensation against her insides. But there was more, there was also the movement of his tongue up her body and now the movement of a hand across her abdomen. Along with that came teasing speech about her apparent change in demeanor.

"Fuck~" she murmured again. Though this wasn't really her intention. She did normally have much more to say, but between the convulsions she was experiencing internally and the outward stimulus she was receiving from the lad, she could easily say she was coming undone. "Of course it isn't all I have for you..." she mentioned as she tried to gather her thoughts into something more coherent. "But I'm pretty sure it's your fault I don't..." she paused. "Have more to say," that was it. A complete sentence give or take a little break. That gentle prodding against her insides was better than giving yourself a slow solo session. She couldn't properly rationalize liking this so much, but it was without question one of the best feelings she'd been presented with. "If this is the type of punishment I can look forward to, I ah... might have to keep being bad~" she said with just a hint of sassiness.

Yugi could count one successful attempt to coax additional speech out of Kimiko. If that could be kept up, he would easily fall to endless bliss. His fault, was it? Fine; the lad would gladly take credit for that. Interesting though, was the additional break in Kimiko's sentence which presented that notion. "That's a shame. I'm not sure if I like that, or if I'd rather have you saying more than ever. It's tough, y'know?" A rhetorical question offered did nothing to deter his efforts. That hand of his continued exploring the expanses of Kimiko's torso, whether his palm and fingertips touched abdomen, breast, side─ anywhere seemed suitable. His other hand, however, had been idling at her hip for too long. Yugi didn't seem to need it for the sake of keeping the lass afloat, so he left balance in her hands while he brought his thumb around to tease her nub.

The girl spoke of being 'bad' in future, piquing Yugi's interest. Did he enjoy that thought? Yes, it seemed to resonate positively. He'd hoped to make this an enjoyable experience, and now, it seemed success would potentially shape their shared future in a way. What kind of man would Yugi be if he didn't embrace that future right here, right now? "Really? I might like that, y'know? I noticed you had a bit of a bratty streak in you~"

Kimiko found herself at the mercy of the lad whose lap she was still occupying, though admittedly in a rather strange position. Right at the moment, she had a hand which was exploring her person. The sensation of fingers traveling over her skin and the sound of his voice assaulting her ears, she could really get used to this. "Hm, well you should figure it out. I..." What was this? There was a pause. What brought a close to what would have been another teasing sentence from Kimiko? The movement of Yugi's hand. Specifically, the one that previously occupied her hip, moved on from there to send a thumb towards her nether. And this appendage would be used to stimulate her body more directly. That gentle rubbing teasing the point which was the peak of her pleasure outside, while he gently battered a similar spot from within. It was divine. And he'd noticed her being a bit of brat and he didn't dislike it. That was nice, it would be a shame if such a thing was a cause of discontent between them. "Careful, Daddy. You might get exactly what you're asking for~" she mentioned of herself. She held herself back an aweful lot. How much of her did he actually want to deal with when she was like she was in her head. Well, there was no time like the present situation to find out.

She could feel her body tense, her back arching more while her body held its balance against him. Another moan would leave her mouth before she could speak, "Oooh!~ That feels good, Daddy!~" she moaned that sentence alone. "You keep it up and I'll cum..." What an absolute statement of fact. She probably ingested far too much pornographic material in her life. She also had no regular sense of shame or dignity in a moment like this. It seemed within this lad's hands she'd already decided she'd rather be happy and bratty. She could be dignified in her day to day life, but there and now she could be the truest form of herself and she had no intention of hiding it. Speaking of not hiding anything, given the amount of stimulation she was currently receiving Kimiko really would be reaching flourish in a matter of seconds after her most recent speech. That reddened face of hers, along with a body which suddenly rippled with gooseflesh only for all that tension to disappear except where it was at her core. That combination of things made her body react even more vigorously, climaxing around his erection while he stimulated her with his hands was something of a dream for her. She could do nothing but enjoy it.

Oh? He might get exactly what he was looking for, said Kimiko. Well, one couldn't ask for any more than that, could they? "Reckless abandon it is," he quipped as his tongue lashed out against her abdomen once more. He wanted to see that unfiltered side of Ashikaga Kimiko, everything she had to offer just the way it appeared in her head. The way she was addressing him, it was all but impossible to even think of refusing the idea at present.

Kimiko went on to offer a few cheers in favor of his chosen approach. Once more, there was that title Yugi was surprisingly growing fonder and fonder of. It was somewhat empowering, and alone held the ability to further fuel his efforts. Ah, was she nearing her end already? This was all working better than he could have expected, and that... was perfect. "H'oh? Should I stop then?" More teasing passed his lips as his thumb circled that slick bud it located. There seemed to be no time for a proper answer, as Kimiko proceeded to climax within moments of those words being shared. Yugi could feel it in his groin and see it in her face, a smile crossing his lips and a twinkle in his eye as he observed. Still, his teasing inquiry remained. None of his movements stopped for the duration of the lass' experience. Actually, he wondered what would happen if his thumb and hips sped up just a little, bit by bit in the aftermath. Both of these teens had strange streaks about them, and Yugi's would be showing here and now. How interesting it was for a pair of degenerate deviants to meet in such a way. . .

Reckless abandon? Yeah, that was fine with Kimiko. As a tongue lashed out at her abdomen again she could do nothing but moan and squirm in pleasure. Yugi was surprisingly good at playing with the sensitivity of her body, and Kimiko couldn't help but fall into this gentle amount of torture. At the present moment, Kimiko was reaching climax with several of her kinks on honest display right in front of this lad. She could do nothing but show more of herself, while she finished around him he teasingly asked her another question. Should he stop? "Oh! No. Daddy, don't stop now. I wanna feel more..." the words left Kimiko's mouth without fail. She didn't want Yugi to stop, she wanted to continue to feel good. She liked being at his mercy as such and had no issue with what he was deciding to do to her body. She was also innately greedy and almost never gave up at a single instance, and definitely wouldn't give up on one being provided by the object of her affections.

Even just now, before her body could completely relax from its most recent flourish, Yugi was acting. An increase of speed was occurring both with his tool and with that thumb rubbing against her nub. Ah, that was great. Much like her early dances with detachable shower heads, an increase in speed was one surefire way to allow her to keep going, seemingly without end. She was practically seizing up within as he did this but she could do nothing but express her approval, in a fairly kinky way, "Yes, Daddy. Just like that... make me cum again♥" Kimiko was bratty and demanding. Her normal presence in the world was intimidating to all but the absolute strongest of individuals. Here and now though, she was practically modeling clay in the hands of the lad before her wanting to be shaped one crest at a time into the perfect image of the deviant creature she was in her own mind. This pair of people together did some interesting things to each other, and it would seem it would continue for the lass for several moments yet to come... and for the foreseeable future.

Ashikaga Kimiko, since the earliest days of the pair knowing one another, had always presented herself as the one puzzle Aiba Yugi hadn't been capable of solving. So few things surprised him, yet she threw him for a loop more times since stepping into his abode this day, than most things had done over the past year he spent in this world. How much of this side to Kimiko was there? He thought he'd seen the limit for a moment, and then there was more. This certainly wasn't Miki; that version of the girl would have been a flustered mess long before any such words left her mouth. Once more, this was more akin to Tamamo. . . Yes, Tatsuki wasn't an option at all. If anything, he likely would have been reduced to calling that one 'Mommy' instead. Maybe that would also be alright if it ever came to be? Well, now wasn't time for consideration of that.

Just like that, huh? So, the speed-based evolution was a good choice as well. Frankly, Yugi was just winging things at this point. He had nothing but the most degenerate media to base anything on, and none of that seemed truly viable, so he was quite literally doing whatever first came to mind... and saying the same. "Well if you're gonna put it like that, I guess I don't have much choice~" he said. A steady pace was taken with every part of him that moved, bar his tongue which emerged only sporadically between statements thrown back and forth. "I dunno, though... some part of me wonders how long I could edge you for now that we're here like this─"

How much depth was there to this aspect of Kimiko? Well, even the degenerate lass herself was a bit unsure. It was a pretty basic part of her personality, it wasn't an obvious part, it wasn't something she shared, but this sort of being was definitely just part of who she was right below the surface. And now, she was finding it rather easily to be this much herself. Yes, she was a business tycoon, school girl, apparently magical existence... but mostly she was just a shut-in pervert gamer with an addiction to her showerhead. Ah, but none of that mattered in the present moments, not when she had someone who seemed to legitimately understand her inner workings at her disposal.

Yugi kept up the pace as requested and Kimiko felt her body pushing closer and closer to the next climax she had on the horizon. That being said a steady pace tended to take a bit longer to get all the way to the finish and as such she had a bit more time to communicate. The only thing that didn't possess that steady pace was his wayward tongue which only popped up between his random speeches. "Hmpf, well..." she gave it a slight bit of consideration. As she worked closer and closer to a certain amount of sensation, Yugi claimed a curiosity about keeping her right at the edge of that aspect of bliss. He wanted something like that did he? That degenerate mind of hers began to work and when it did she didn't have a mental understanding of such. "If that's the punishment Daddy wishes to give, I'll accept it~" she mused like this was all a game to her. And it was in some way. Truly she couldn't see herself disliking such a thing, and he was in the position to try and control such an outcome, so she was willing as a participant. As far as her own mind was concerned, sex should be a mix of both people in every way they felt comfortable presenting themselves. Whether she was being demanding or being commanded in some ways she could find herself enjoying the experience. As such she was fine with whatever method this lad chose and prepared herself for which ever outcome.