Charles Patricius

In a discussion about dexterity, elves tended to be somewhere in the vicinity of top brass at all times. Hiroshi therefore imagined he would never have an issue disrobing another person, especially given the clothes he normally preferred wearing. In present company, he chose to take a more modest approach than his kind normally would. "I believe I am quite capable with my hands. I need only be shown the way to something on rare occasion, and the rest is easily done," he proclaimed. Speaking of showing hands, it seemed Rita was showing hers toward his shaft, while Hiroshi's eyes followed the shift of her recently-freed breasts. Such quantity was more than he'd come to expect in this world, but given the magical seal he'd seen and felt on her leg... it wasn't much of a surprise anymore. Still, he had to study this woman just as he studied her niece. A body so ripe with mana would be capable of producing it in his home world. With that in mind, her stroking motion was met by an inward lean ─ one which landed the woman's left teat between pursed and suckling lips. The secret he sought now was one of Rita's ability to offer mana. All the while, her busy hand would find quick growth and firmness under its palm. Hiroshi hardly required physical stimulation, but even he found readiness approaching more rapidly with a practiced hand applied. How surprising.

Meanwhile, Angelica proved about as useful as a modern day dictionary in Latin. While Kazu freaked out over the suddenly crying girl, Angelica only claimed she didn't make girls cry. "Very helpful, Ang! I didn't do it on purpose ─ whatever it is!" he snapped back. Nothing was coming out of Kei's mouth to say what, why or how. Kazuhiko was officially at a loss, and could only assume he was to blame for being in such close, likely unwanted contact. She did yell 'too close' before all of this. Perhaps letting go would stop the waterworks. "Alright, easy... I'm gonna put you down, okay?" he questioned while shuffling toward the chair Kei previously occupied. During that time, Kaguya made her way into the kitchen. Yet another statement of zero helpfulness was made. This time, Kazu at least figured someone who knew the lass could be of use. "Not what it looks like, no idea what happened! Can you just... uh... here!" With that said, it seemed Kazu fully intended to put the white-haired girl girl in the care of her own friend. Obviously some distance was required while he figured out what had even been done. Ah... maybe he should have put his cock away before getting so close. She'd spoken of 'interest' earlier, but he didn't have to be such a carefree louse after hearing it. Human thoughts ─ Kazu figured it was time to have more of those again.

The capabilities of Hiroshi weren't going to be questioned by Rita. Why would they? She'd seen him aptly multitasking and the like before now. And that little maneuver with her bra let her know all she needed to know about his ability to use his hands. "I also believe that from you... feel free to use those hands of yours on me, as you like~" she said bluntly. Well, she did already admit to lacking tact for certain things such was simply her nature, she was far too mature to shy away from it. Speaking of things not to be shy about, it seemed that Hiroshi had taken to a bit of breast stimulation upon seeing hers. Such was pretty normal in Rita's experience, men always seemed to want to put their mouths on breasts if they were present. She never minded this as it always provided some extra stimulation and on some rare occasions even felt more amazing than normal. This occasion would be the latter, as she squirmed and found her loins easily slickening. Ah, but much like other times she had to be drunk or something, surely the feeling of fluid escaping her nipple was some oddity of sensation. Still, Hiroshi would find himself with the hint of sweet osmanthus in his mouth as well as alcohol. All the while the movements of her hands continued as she found herself amused by her retained skill.

Meanwhile, Angelica and Kazuhiko sounded like a couple of fresh parents unable to console a crying child. It was obvious why one of them was so completely out of the know, the pair would have been comical to Kei, if she'd not been the one crying. "No sarcasm from you. This amount of people stuff is way outside of my understanding, Mister 30 Year Adventure!" Angelica returned with swiftness. He was by her approximation the people person, his lack of understanding here made less sense. Luckily for them it would seem that they weren't alone in the house anymore and someone was coming to save them. "Hyu..." a small hiccup escaped Kei as she tried but still couldn't get her words out. Damn, her emotional immaturity. Once again she was back in a chair and Kazuhiko seemed to be scrambling away from her, such things happened from time to time, and she hadn't intended to show so many people, this part of her weakness. "Honestly this looks hilarious to me~" Kaguya teased gently. "But yeah, don't worry..." Kaguya said knowing that something was about to happen. Miko walked up behind Kei in her chair poking one of her cheeks. "I know I said I missed you guys, but I didn't expect to have my ears assaulted by a crybaby after only a couple of hours~" Miko said seeming to antagonize the girl who was still in tears. She was taking multiple short breaths soon after but it was in anger but that was okay. "Mi-tan, don't antagonize Kei-tan," Ai said before greeting the rest. Kaguya snickered, "Ai-nee you know better than that~" Kaguya claimed. All the while Angelica was now watching. The approach Miko was taking seemed to be exactly opposite of what it should be for getting someone to stop crying but... the noise level of the room had decreased.

Hiroshi was urged to use his hands as he pleased, specifically on Rita. He didn't consider that a tactless suggestion, but instead fully acceptable guidance or... even a request. "Hai. I'll be sure to take advantage of your offer," the male stated. With that, his study continued. He had to know if mana could be produced similarly by one who never visited the more magical world of Alaya, and lo... it was. The liquid gracing his tongue had a distinct flavor, though it remained an undertone just as Hiroshi experienced before. This world just didn't have enough ambient mana, he supposed... though the trace was somehow more noticeable than it had been with Kaguya, whose magic was quite powerful before returning to Gaia. How strange. Well, he'd keep partaking regardless. All the while, Hiruko finally moved the hand he'd been using for support. Long fingers trailed their way down Rita's body, starting at one shoulder and taking the extra time to accost her other breast before journeying further downward. Those fingers would soon enough be found in the space betwixt her legs, rubbing up the inner thigh until finding hot, damp fabric to press against.

All the while, Kazu found he would rather press himself into a corner. Now that the others had returned, he could at least distance himself from a situation whose cause he'd yet to figure out. Where all else failed, Kazu began going down the list of potential causes. At the very top, of course, was his current state. Kaguya seemed prepared to handle things. Moreover, both Miko and Ai had arrived as well, so all should be fine. "Alright, cool. I'm gonna... go this way," he said sheepishly. With that, Kazu slowly but hurriedly backed away to find his pants... and probably a shirt as well, given how extreme that freak-out seemed.

Hiroshi and Rita were fully headed towards a certain activity, but they were taking a slow route. A hand on firm member, a mouth on a nipple and then even the suggestion of what he could do with his own hands was taken. Had she meant her words as an offer? Well yes, mostly she wanted to skip over any potential miscommunication about what she was and wasn't willing to allow someone else to do to her form. That strange sensation of her breasts was one she always enjoyed so she didn't bother thinking about it too much and beyond that point squirmed even more. It'd only become more intense as his nimble fingers made their way towards her sex, touching her thigh all the way until making way towards her undergarment. She'd feel pressure and the sensation of fabric and she moaned just a little. It'd been so long since someone not herself touched her. She found herself anxious and content. What a strange mix of emotions to feel, but she wanted to feel more and she could temporarily use her hands to do so. Allowing a thumb to graze his glans before she continued to stroke. There was so much more to this than she remembered. A few months wasn't so long as to forget what sex was like, but she was far enough displaced to know she'd been missing out even while being married.

Speaking of missing out, everyone present seemed to not be understanding whatever was making Kei cry. That being said, her own original friends seemed to be less concerned with the outburst than the two newer additions to their group. While Angelica observed a group of girls in their natural habitat, Kazuhiko sheepishly walked off. It seemed some sort of communication issue was upon that pair, and Miko for all the time she'd known Kazuhiko as Charlemagne understood at least part of this equation. And Ai watched as the two youngest of their group fell into their more 'standard' dynamic. "Yeah, I know, but if it gets too far out of hand who is going to separate them?" Ai wondered. "Iia, I don't think it's going to get that far, Mi-chan won't let go of that piano," Kaguya mentioned. "I can hear you both, which is surprising, given how much she's crying..." Miko said almost curtly. What a strange dynamic. At the same time Kei was still hiccupping but her words were starting to form, "Hu...I... It....You... didn't warm me!" she exclaimed pointing an accusatory finger at Miko and then hopping up from her chair to hug Kaguya like she thought she was the last solid thing in the world. "You're blaming me? I wasn't even here... I introduced you to one of my favorite people in any world and you're in tears!" Miko said. "The nerve of you to go full crybaby at a time like this..." Miko managed while staring at Kei directly. "I... well... it's... you're..." several words but none of them lead towards anything fruitful. At the very least, the massive cries had stopped and only soft murmurings were happening. Which was great for everyone present as regular thinking could occur. While Kazuhiko was elsewhere looking for clothes Kei was rubbing her face in Kaguya's shirt willing tears to stop flowing so she could finally speak properly. No way was she going to let Miko get away with calling her a crybaby three times unchallenged.

While Hiroshi worked to learn what this flavor was, he also went about dampening a couple of his fingers against Rita's undergarments. He had no other human experiences to speak of in this world, so he couldn't say with certainty that she achieved preparation as a magical woman would. That was a thought to keep in mind for later. For now though, he thought progression was of utmost interest. His middle finger hooked beneath fabric, tugging it aside with ease. Only a moment later, that same finger moved inward to, as one could say, test the waters directly. All the while, it seemed his hips were beginning to develop a mind of their own, as shallow thrusts were made against Rita's hand. Hiroshi remained composed, but a soul once activated had its own agenda.

Kazuhiko would have nothing to do with the meeting of girls happening in the kitchen. From the sound of things, the others were already solving the crying problem at hand. Good. Whatever blame he had was something to figure out in time. First, he'd find that magic pair of trousers that could keep his groin properly hidden. 'Too much Nexus brain. Too much dealing with goddesses. Why did I think it was a good idea to even walk into the room naked? Not cool!' he ranted within his own mind. Well, he managed to find and slip into that pair of pants at least. For now, Kazu would be leaving matters with Kei alone. It wouldn't be worthwhile to risk making the situation worse before even figuring it out, so... distant observation and an offering of breathing room would be the route he took.

Hiroshi was seemingly keen on his exploration. At the very least he didn't shy away from the foreplay, that part was always a bit of an annoyance from her own memories. Still his fingers slipped around that wet fabric a bit before deftly moving it aside. Whatever obsession he'd developed with that nipple of hers, she'd allow him to continue to indulge. In fact, she was doing nothing but squirming beneath him while moving her own hand. There was soon help though, in the form of shallow thrusts performed by Hiroshi's hips, interesting, she didn't remember someone reacting this way to a pre-sex old fashioned. As such she'd continue, only experiencing a hiccup with bare finger met with her folds for the first time. It moved inward naturally and her own hips shifted toward it, encouraging that dive a bit deeper. Her own hands were small, she could only reach so far, it never felt like enough anymore. Even just this would be delightful. "Umphf~" that little sound slipped from between her lips. All the while, other moments were slipping away.

Kazuhiko was allowed some moments of quiet contemplation, at the same time, the girls in the kitchen were busy consoling Kei. Angelica seemed the most confused about this and felt the need to question what had happened. "Am I not really a girl for not getting this? I don't have any idea what just happened... is stopping crying by being mean a skill?" she asked, which made Kaguya and Ai laugh. "Iia, not a skill... Mi-chan and Kei-chan have an aggressive friendship. You know, since Kei-chan replaced Mi-chan as the baby of our group~" she said explained of the situation. "Oh," she said wondering if more clarity was coming and it was. As Miko moved to the other side of the kitchen to actually get that water for Chika who was still swirling out of her brain. She was up on her tiptoes reaching. And Kei while drying her face huffed. "Wearing heels and still too short to reach, the nerve of a midget to comment on my emotions, hmph!" she said bravado returning. "Oh, sentences, I'm shaking..." Miko managed as a plastic cup fell towards the counter and was caught by her soon after. "Oya? You gonna immediately attack? Don't want to spend a few more seconds licking your wounds and thinking of how to explain that outburst?" Kaguya asked the girl who had pulled away from her after leaving her shirt covered in tears. "Mi-sen's sus. She didn't say he was too nice and honest and so.... I just kinda slipped I couldn't get the sentences out. Let's see how you talk after being a spider for ages!" she clarified without any real details. Miko filled a that cup with water and retrieved a straw for it while trying to think about why Kei might have thought Kazuhiko was too nice. "Oh great, I'm sus now, a crybaby is self-reporting..." Miko concluded, moving back towards the living room to give Chika her water and check on Kazuhiko as well.

These moments were always such interesting cycles. Hiroshi always found it worthwhile to observe how one could take a step forward, and another could do the same. The journey two bodies could go on would be likened to climbing a grand staircase ─ one foot climbing upwards simply because the other did so just before. Two steps were recently taken, so it now fell upon Hiroshi to take the third. There were two busy hands and one busy mouth, the latter soon to abandon its latch. With a sample of Rita's mana dripping from his lip, Hiroshi rose toward her face. Meanwhile, that finger of his curled as it delved deeper still into her canal. "This adjustment seems like one much earlier in life than it should. I assume this is cause for additional care?" he wondered aloud while staring blankly into Rita's face.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was taking special care of his own ─ care to avoid one Shirogane Kei for the foreseeable future. Pants on, he grabbed that same shirt from earlier, realizing he'd have to do something about clothing at some point. Perhaps he'd do something about that now, while there was time. 'Oh, right ─ no money. Maybe I should play an ante match? Shop's closed by now, so I guess that's a morning thing. I should probably just go for a walk or something,' he thought while aiming to take leave for a bit. Ah, but he'd first have to move suddenly once more ─ specifically to avoid running into Miko along the way. "Whoops! Gomen. I'm just gonna uh... step out for some air. If anyone's looking for me, I'll be back around curfew."

In truth, it'd been a while since Rita had experienced such a smooth amount of progression. It was quite nice to feel like her movements and desires were being reciprocated, and in turn she found herself easily progressing as well. Though her hands remained busy those small sounds escaping her were becoming more frequently. And it seemed that Hiroshi would be abandoning her bosom to speak as a finger curled within her person, brushing against the perfect spot to leave her squirming and her nether twitching against him urging continuance. Obviously, when he moved his head to speak there was something leaking from his mouth... it could have just been drool, she was prone to that sort of thing too... from time to time. "Hm? Ah... cause for additional care... no, I doubt that is necessary for you. I did adjust to doing this like this but that was more an adjustment to make sure I don't go to sleep frustrated," she stated still bluntly. "Progress is fine though, I don't feel like I'll have much to worry about. Don't let that stop you though, I do quite like this and I can never actually do it this well myself~" she admitted, her hips finding themselves moving against that finger as she pulsed and pulsed that ever present pressure building even against a finger with longer reach than her own.

As Kazuhiko thought through his eventual plan for the day, Miko was almost run into she found herself looking at him, cup of water in one hand and piano in the other. He moved around her to not hit her and spoke on his intention of leaving and going on a walk, his plan to be back by curfew. "Those are some pretty fast movements," Miko commented while staring up at Kazuhiko. "So, by going out for some air, did you actually mean, tactically retreating from the crying princess... again?" she asked likening this to a situation that did happen a lot. If her understanding of context was right she supposed there would be a thing to do but she didn't seem to be upset at all and she wouldn't be. She'd place that cup with straw by Chika's head like one would give a hamster water and then move on. "Oh, if you want a different shirt I did bring home one from the concert for you.. Ai-sen, come here~" she chimed wanting the blonde not to miss out on her opportunity. Ai looked at the other girls and smiled, "I am gonna do a thing now. Talk her down and help her out. Oh, you guys don't know, but she was alone in that labyrinth as a spider for a long time. She only recently started talking again..." she offered in passing to everyone present. "You were a spider?" Angelica managed trying to see that in her head and not coming up with anything that made sense. While Kaguya came to understand how Kei had been the one to regress a bit. Perhaps when Miko came back they could get to the bottom of these accusations of too much niceness.

Ah, Rita understood how little preparation was required in Hiroshi's case. Contrary to the human condition, he could move straight to the main event and continue for hours upon hours. Alas, he was never one to do such things anyway. What humans called foreplay and preparation, he called the opening sequence. Touching, tasting, experiencing with one's senses were all ways to acclimate oneself to another. Even with just that finger moving within Rita's body, he was gleaning a great deal about the moments to come. Even that was excess decided upon by Hiroshi, as he'd just about drank enough of her essence to gain maximum understanding. That finger was something appreciated by Rita either way, so he did not extract it. "If it is pleasant for you, I should of course continue regardless of necessity. This is an answer to your desire. Whatever you ask of me is my privilege to offer," he assured.

Kazu didn't think his movements were very quick, but he also hadn't been experiencing time properly for... ages by now. As for his intention to go out for some air, Miko called him out and claimed a tactical retreat. "Don't make it sound worse than it is! I'm just gonna give some space, and maybe be able to figure out what the hell just happened later. Besides, I haven't been out all day; I'd probably be in a better state if I stretched my legs instead of... well, you know─" he blabbered. Before he could rush off, Miko mentioned a shirt. Ah, he remembered now. She'd been talking about Dreameater merchandise before attending the concert. With one extra shirt to change into, Kazu could stretch his wardrobe for another day or two. He'd even immediately abandon the one he already had an arm through. "Oh, right! Yeah, I'll try it on now. I shouldn't be out to work up a sweat or anything," he agreed while Ai made her way toward the room. "I'm guessing Dreameater shows don't sell pants, huh? I was thinking I'll have to go earn some money of my own tomorrow. Gotta pay it all back, y'know?"

Rita was drowning in new experiences. A man taking so much of his time was quite unusual, and though she'd been honest when claiming she didn't worry about Hiroshi, she was still astounded by his candidness. Just a few words from her and he was continuing with his own methodology. He stroked her insides contributing to her own readiness and he even had something nice to say about the experience. He claimed it was his privilege to offer the answers to her desires as they cropped up. What an interesting way to phrase such a statement, "That, was so smooth for something unintentional... " she mused. Still if he was willing to be used in such a way, it was her obligation to make sure he was properly abused to the full extent of her understanding. "Still, since you're offering... I'll fully take advantage. I am also very close to the edge right now~" she murmured. So long it'd been since someone else touched her, she found her body heating up and responding quicker than she'd ever managed on her own. If this was a matter of dexterity or excitement it didn't much matter to her, as the walls of her canal convulsed repeatedly until... the break occurred. A gentle rush of fluid trickled from her into Hiroshi's hand as she reached her first orgasm in months, which wasn't a solitary experience.

While a climax was reached, the action was falling within Yuuya's small home. It would seem that Kazuhiko had something pointed to say, claiming what he was doing wasn't as bad as a tactical retreat. "I'm not making it sound worse, Charlie~ I'm telling you what it is♪~" she sang almost teasingly. Still she could respect his desire to go out and maybe try to rewrite the functionality of his brain. "I get it though, I was only teasing since I have a very distinct memory of you calling me out for being so comfortable in the carriage a few mornings ago," she mentioned. That few days seemed like all of al lifetime ago. Oh well. There were other things, like his shirt which he immediately removed again. Always one to keep with herself, Miko went over to the dropped bags and fished out the shirt she'd purchased for Kazuhiko. It had the Dreameater's logo on it, and was skin tight and crew necked and jet-black with white and red embroidery matching his jacket. It seemed almost more like a muscle shirt than a regular t-shirt. "Good good, here you are," she said handing it over while watching Kazuhiko discard his shirt with haste. At the same time, Ai was coming in and never one to let a good sight pass her by she paused to quietly look. Miko's taste in men was apparently god-tier, Ai decided. "Pants... no they weren't selling those. I was a bit distracted though so I wasn't looking though, given how he dresses that probably wouldn't be a bad idea for you. Also you really don't have to, but I won't discourage you from being yourself," she said having such a thought tickle the deep part of her brain. Her face flushed as she stood near the case that contained one of her favorite things. "Box it," she stated, not sure why thinking about those balloon pants was bothering her so much. "You should pass that along, Mi-tan, the cosplay aspects would be worth it..." claimed Ai. "I should do that. Maybe when I go back, as a peace offering," she mused gently. Speaking of she finally made herself known she'd be stepping up beside Miko to continue their shared appraisal. "Kazu-tan, if you're going out for a bit, want to come with me? There are some things I wanna see and some I want to say that I can't share with everyone else~" she seemed pretty direct, but there was also something a little mischievous about such an approach after another girl was so recently brought to tears.