Charles Patricius

Ai thought she'd done something intense, but Kazu didn't agree. Of course, he'd also been bound and squeezed half to death on separate occasions, sexually and otherwise. What Ai so recently let go of wasn't a thing he considered negative at all. In fact, he encouraged it. "It's fine. If it feels right, go for it. You're supposed to enjoy it too," he urged. One of Kazu's hands even shifted onto her thigh to hold it close. All the while, those kisses to his neck and face were responded to in... perhaps an immature way. He'd begin attacking Ai's face and neck in similar ways during the openings of her own assault. Just the same, his hips were grinding with increasing fervor as even greater depth was achieved over time.

Hiruko fully believed his phone would not be dropped. He did have a plan that involved her dropping ─ specifically onto her knees whenever standing was attempted. Work began in earnest. They had been at it long enough that Hiruko found no purpose in pacing. Right away, he was tightly holding Sakura's waist and hammering away at the end of her womb in such a way as to rock her entire body atop the rail. A bit of choking from the collar may have been intended from the beginning. Be that the case or not, each forward lunge he made was counterbalanced by the tug of that leash. All the while, Hiruko was watching the girl's face with a certain intent. "Oya? I think he was wrong. You're very expressive, Sakucchi♥~"

For all intents and purposes, Ai knew she was meant to enjoy these sorts of interactions. This wasn't news to her in the slightest. Nor was she completely used to someone allowing her the ability to partake and do as she wished. Even so, it was different experiencing this form of romance. It wasn't the steamy slow build but seemed to be evoking a different sort of heat and reaction just the same. She couldn't say she disliked what she was doing... it simply hadn't been her intention to grip the other lad so fiercely. Yet, he seemed to have no problem with her actions and... encouraged them to some degree. Doing what feels right, was something she did, but not quite so openly... now though with his words rattling around in her head she had little choice. "Sou ka, I definitely get it now..." she mused a large smile gracing her visage. Soon enough she was back to clinging, pulling Kazuhiko's hips inward as she wiggled her own into him. This sensation was one she'd seek and in the back of her mind... that strange itch was still there. Oh well, by the time this was over she'd either deny it or... make something entirely new. Though admittedly, that was a nice thought in the deeper parts of her brain.

At the same time, Sakura was getting treated to a different form of intensity. One like Hiruko was aware of the things that Sakura could tolerate at this point and now spared her no effort. He was reaming her, for lack of a better term, as she dangled over that balcony. Slowly but surely slack was added and that little bit of choking wasn't something to be trifled with. It was a strangely nice mix of sensations, losing breath, all that heat and a constant pummeling of her womb. What was more, Hiruko had something to say... he was wrong... she was very expressive? "Huh?" she found herself asking. Who was wrong and what was different about her expression? Well, she supposed she wouldn't be finding out immediately instead she simply continued to enjoy her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she was aggressively pushed towards orgasm. Oh... right, this round didn't have a determined orgasm loop, she'd have to know pretty soon if she was supposed to be holding back or not. "UUUUHhhh♥!~ Go...shu...jin...sa...ma..." she huffed initially. "Youh~ Didn't say... if I-uh~ was supposed to be holding back this time," she finally managed with more breaks than her thought process normally allowed. She didn't know if she'd be able to resist this time if he didn't tell her within the right time frame.

Once more, Ai expressed an understanding of something that eluded Kazuhiko. He had reason to believe this would keep happening. Alas, he also had reason to refrain from caring. It didn't matter what he didn't know. It didn't matter what he did know. All that mattered at present was that growing feeling, and the attempt to fight against it without sacrificing enjoyment. In the strangest way, this would be one of Kazuhiko's most hard-fought battles.

Meanwhile, it seemed Sakura was also missing a point. Hiruko spoke of Shota and claims previously made about the purple-haired girl, but that all apparently slipped her memory. Hiruko wasn't surprised. He'd been watching her undergo various shifts toward some unseen form this entire day. The original plan that involved cucking Shota had long since been abandoned, even though Hiruko was sure that would see a resurgence whenever the other male regained his bearings. For now though, there was only one real concern. No discussion had taken place regarding Sakura's climaxes this session. If he were being honest, Hiruko would admit to a few mental lapses himself. Was that something he meant to continue? Well, the subject being raised as it was did give him a fresh idea. Why shouldn't he have a bit more fun with it? "Oh, I guess I didn't. But that's good pet behavior, bringing it to my attention like that. Tell you what? Make me throb, and you can take it as a clear~" he suggested during a particularly forceful thrust that slammed two pelvises together. "How does that sound? Fair?"

Ai was going through something rather interesting as time progressed. It was always difficult to stop a process you knew existed as a base part of your personality. Even so, humans were single faceted individuals. Creation of people wasn't the only way for people to create, as such it would be more easy to channel her creativity into something else than it was for her to stop the process completely. Ah, but she couldn't really bother with that right now, she had a bit of time left, even as those panting breaths of hers continued and her hands squeezed and moved with Kazuhiko's waist, she was far too into the motions of the moment to think about the end result. Such was another issue of humanity but she wasn't so uncertain of herself, she could deal with just about anything but the weight of his manhood alone made her wonder, what would the end be like? Well, she supposed she'd find out soon enough.

Meanwhile for Sakura the claims of Kakihara Shota were far from the forefront of her mind. She'd all but forgotten about cucking him, in favor of simply having fun as the pet of Daikichi Hiruko. With this in mind, she'd only be processing that bit a long time after anything of urgency was taken care of. Their current matter of urgency, she was being choked and dangled over the edge of a balcony and feeling every second of it, all the way from her throat to her loins. And it seemed that she wasn't the only one suffering lapses outside of the moment itself. Hiruko agreed that he'd not had anything to say about the nature of her orgasms and instead called her a good pet for reminding him of his own words. Well, there was something gently rewarding about being acknowledged as such. According to him, if he was made to throb, she could take it as the clarr to find her own happiness. A faithful slam had her body tightening. It took all she had to resist the initial fall into orgasm, her whole body tensed, including legs found wrapped around the waist of Hiruko locking him in. "Hai, Goshujin-sama♥!" she cheered while exhaling a rather deep breath. This was going to be quite the challenge, but she supposed such things were made to be so.

Soon enough indeed. Kazuhiko's recent developments had him enjoying things more, and thinking less... most times. Even now that he was trying to avoid the intrusive thoughts that led to unnecessary creation, the primary invader of his mind was the same sheer overload of pleasure that may or may not have been the source of any danger. Whatever the immediate future held, it would change nothing about the experience itself. Kazuhiko was going to keep thrusting even as the act of doing so shook the cabin and made others on the ground believe someone may have been freaking out high on the jammed ride.

Speaking of freak-outs, Sakura was much farther from one than any normal person would be in her situation. She was halfway dangled over the edge of a high balcony, no clothes on her body apart from the single collar keeping her stable via choking. Most would take issue to being reamed under the moonlit sky of Osaka's active night life, but not her. Beach goers that were old enough for curfew immunity would have heard her outcry from moments before, yet still she loosed it. It was a level of deviance he'd never been involved in so blatantly. Just the same, it was something he could enjoy in the moment. He could see so many uses for Sakura's demeanor, not the least of which was a number of impromptu fun times. First, a clench of legs would mark the true beginning of their current session. "Then we've got ourselves a plan... and some ideas for later, but that's nothing to worry about now. For now... good luck with your goals, Sakucchi♥~"

That little capsule was rocking, but there was no claustrophobia or fear of heights. No, Ai and Kazuhiko were just making the gradual climb towards ecstasy together moment by moment. This sort of thing could go on for quite a while and so long as they fought against that developed kink, they could just have fun. So, that's what they'd do, Ai, kept her hands on Kazuhiko's hips and they steadily tightened with every forward thrust. Each stroke against the walls of her womb had her near convulsing with the purity of the sensation. That nagging itch to create in the back of her mind, but the perfect ending to her perfect date, wasn't a baby. No, children complicated stories, this was supposed to be pure feeling and fun. Concentration was key, and as such she continued on, even biting her own lip gently as she approached quite the apex. He'd told her she could do what she wanted to feel good, so she would. Her body moved naturally to accept him, to pull him as far in as he could go, to keep the rhythm at her deepest reaches as her hands gained more and more tension. Only with nails digging none too gently into his lower back, did she reach the ultimate moment, of climax with her core squeezing and slickening simultaneously while her womb quivered inward on the gravity that was Kazuhiko's dick still moving around in deep inside her. "UUaaah♥!~" she moaned her content at the pinnacle moment.

Speaking of a pinnacle moment, Sakura had no idea the amount of odd she was in the culture she was currently inhabiting. In her own home, such actions were thought of as completely normal. Many could be seen having sex where others might see and even those who sought privacy might not find a window watcher or two to be a bad thing. Here however she was dangled over a balcony moaning her content with her legs wrapped around a man's waist as he plowed and choked her. This was definitely among her more favored actions she could already tell. "Arigatou, Goshujin-sama♥!~" Sakura moaned. Just the same, she had one hand to use for leverage and one hanging on to Hiruko's phone, with that as the case, she'd use that empty hand on the rail as a way to slightly shift her hips upward granting her just enough freedom to balance and move her hips properly against his thrusts while she felt the pull of that collar against her neck. Those happy moans hadn't stopped nor would the slight circles she used to meet his forward thrusts, they'd have added tightness as she moved forward. Each gasped breath being marked by an internal quiver. Perhaps, she'd feel that throb sometime before her next orgasm. She was actively fighting it off after all.

Every encounter Kazuhiko had was markedly different from its predecessors. Ai somehow managed to be the most normal thus far, albeit without being 'normal' in any literal sense the more he thought about it. Well, such things were probably well out of reach. Kazu wasn't built like a normal person anymore, and none of his partners or potential partners were either. Perhaps that should have been sad... but it wasn't. Here and now, the most seemingly ordinary thing he experienced was Ai's legs wrapped around his waist as her nails dug into his back. Even that lost normalcy as those nails dug harder, matching the intensity of her clench from within. Skin may have been broken. If it had been, Kazu saw no negatives. That application of pressure with several pinches of pain resulted in the grunting evolution of his efforts. His hips were taking on the brunt of the work; now his entire core would take up the task of churning the blonde's interior.

Sakura managed to make the most of her current position. Some didn't realize how much the slightest shift could accomplish, but that bit of leverage she sought for herself did something for both sides. In Hiruko's case, those trips in and out of her canal were made even easier by elevated hips and Sakura's own matching movements. She'd find the man leaning back slightly to focus his center of gravity lower, wormlike movements of his spine adding a series of ups and downs to the existing ins and outs. "No need thanking me yet," he said after Sakura's expression of gratitude. One could say they were at war presently. She hoped he would begin throbbing, but she wasn't that much more impressive than his other conquests ─ especially after the last 24 hours. "You'll have to pull out all the stops to get what you want. I know you've got it in you. No trick's going to work twice in this case, so what's in that bag of yours?" he wondered.

More and more the pair at the top of that Ferris Wheel seemed to be diving into their combined activity. Once that climax was reached Ai relaxed but it seemed that Kazuhiko wasn't quite done yet. She leaned into him, kissing him and moving those hands of hers further up his body under his shirt. The muscles of his back where just as intense as the ones of his fore. She'd not realized she could be into the texture of such things, but with each forward movement into her body she found herself feeling those muscles and wanting to enjoy them more. Her own hips began moving again, matching pace as her face shifted gently. If nothing else she could readily admit to very much enjoying the way this lad looked. Much like a few of the others, the look of exertion on his face as something she couldn't say she disliked either. Still, the weight with which he pummeled her insides likely could have driven her to pure insanity. Oh well, she supposed more orgasms were in order instead, she'd already thought of all the things she wanted to do, having them in mind, would likely help when the time came to... receive.

Meanwhile, Sakura was thanking Hiruko but he was claiming she shouldn't. He didn't crack under that initial tightening she had after gaining a bit of leverage instead claiming that she'd have to do more to get what she wanted. This was an interesting turn of events. In most cases... Sakura was certain if a man said such a sentence to her she'd not be inclined to do anything else for them. There were many wasted efforts spread about for lots of people and most if not all should be happy to be in the position they were... That being said, she saw Hiruko among a very small group of special cases. His demand for more didn't stem from entitlement or a misplaced sense of self, because of this, she felt an odd desire to acquiesce. She didn't often have to work for things, so any time she had to, was always interesting. If not for the sake of thought alone then for the satisfaction of getting her way afterwards. Granted, Hiruko worked both for and against himself making such demands, the more she had to think the less control he could have over her mind... the harder it became for him to keep her from thinking. Thus making that job he claimed he wanted to undertake much more difficult for himself but surely he realized this particular set of risks when making his claim. She wouldn't be warning him of his fallacy, instead willing herself to see it play out. 'If he doesn't get what he wanted, that won't make it less fun for me,' she thought absently. What would she be doing then? Well, that bit of leverage would allow her the freedom to move her own hips, she'd locked him in a bit, but perhaps that wasn't the right way? When one of those withdrawals happened, even if it didn't go all the way, one of her legs would rise in the space between their bodies, while the other straigthened towards the ground. She could support herself like this and meet the twisting undulation with gentle bounces supported by that one hand and the toes of her left foot which she was also balanced on. The choking of that collar remained and this slight positional shift wouldn't get in the way of any tugging but would indeed leave the girl a bit more room to work her own hips while being able to offer a proper collapse on his cock which she was in complete control of. It was a bit dangerous like this for her as well, but the time spent thinking gave her a bit of a wind down on that orgasm she'd been leaning on.

Kazuhiko was building his way toward a powerful feeling. Ai's touch did nothing to fend it off. However she felt moving those hands around under his shirt, he was benefiting from it as well. Various points of sensation were both distracting and amplifying for his buildup. He could feel it in his shaft, his balls, and indeed all through his groin. Something was different. Just like the experience itself, the pace was slower than what he'd become adjusted to. Kazu believed this would be a more dangerous sort of explosion, but perhaps the ridiculous amount of sex he'd been having recently would make up the difference... or perhaps things could only get worse? Time would tell.

Time felt like it was moving slowly for Kazu. For Hiruko, however, things were ramping up. He did realize his expressed desire was counterproductive to breaking down Sakura's mind, and he also realized Sakura could tell. In fact, Hiruko would follow his belief with a bit of specification for topics unaddressed. "I know what you're thinking. It doesn't make sense, does it? The night is long~" he proclaimed. If he wanted his methods to take effect properly, it was best done without handicaps. Besides... everything would be more fun while conscious efforts were coming from the other side. What would Sakura's first effort be then? It seemed she would be choosing a vertical split, one foot reaching the floor while another rose. As she still hung over the balcony, gravity played an interesting role as it always would... but Sakura still held that point of leverage with one hand to counteract even that. "Ho?" Hiruko muttered. He'd seen a similar effect before, though it had not been expected of this girl. Walls collapsing around his cock could have been enough to do him in. Hiruko knew what to expect of those movements while seeing them, however. On the other hand, this wasn't a business transaction ─ it was sex. Even with the ability to resist, Hiruko smirked and decided to throw Sakura a proverbial bone with a throb that may have been obviously intentional if she knew the differences between them.

Kazuhiko and Ai were taking their steady paced date forward moment by moment. Kazuhiko's body worked and Ai felt the work of his through her fingers and the gravity of his movements within her walls. It was quite the interesting contrast, or perhaps mirroring. Regardless, she didn't feel the need to stop. She knew she'd broken skin, but her exploration of the rest of his back seemed to be almost light and feathery touches. She wasn't intending to mark him in the first place, it'd been mostly a direct result of the pressure she felt in her loins. Actually, so something so slow paced the build up was intense once more, she supposed this was fairly normal, but for someone she had such a short amount of emotional investment with it was surprising. But she knew the truth of the world for the most part, and understood that some things didn't respect the flow of time or human understanding. A small smile turned the corners of her lips as she leaned up and kissed the side of Kazuhiko's neck, just a gentle press of lips, chaste and sweet. Such was something she simply wished to do. "You know, you don't have to hold out on my account. I'm pretty close to another right now~" Ai teased gently.

Meanwhile, Sakura as having her mind read, at least partially by Hiruko. It seemed he understood at least the base of her confusion. The truth of it was something much more complex, but the human part of it at least was something he was expert enough in to make a concise conclusion. Such was how their conversations had progressed when they were simply about the sex. "It doesn't, but I've decided to wait it out. Hu... people don't often make sense to me anyway," Sakura concluded. Soon after she'd fully settled into her new position, thinking that a single night wasn't nearly that long but she'd been through at least a couple such things by now and knew exactly how long anything could be. Still that wasn't worth as much consideration in the moment, her alteration in movement was effective enough she garner some sort of reaction. She wasn't sure how much of one, but it seemed that it wasn't the sort of thing that Hiruko found truly surprising. The flexibility of Kaguya was something she understood by that girl's own desires but... Hiruko's late reaction was one of force, as understood by the sensation of mana. "Sou ka..." slipped from her mouth in an almost absent way. He probably could have made her react directly to something like that without thinking about it, had it done it before, now... she'd already reset the understanding of her body and the full and excitement of the choking was not enough for her. Still the movements of her hips became quite her own. Well, she didn't feel pressed to give any particular response so she'd simply find her own rhythm for amusement and continue her odd thought patterns. This wasn't nearly as dangerous as humans thought and with her balancing on that one hand she could easily move her body the way she wanted.