Charles Patricius

Kazuhiko issued his most recent challenge with a great deal of understanding. It was just as much a challenge taken unto himself as it was one given to Saori. They'd be here for ages if he tried to wear her down physically. Using anything magical didn't seem right either, so his approach would instead be... for sensory overload. If the feeling was rerouted from Saori's extremities to her core, he had a more reasonable chance. Another thing he had... was the belief in his own ability. "You will have to fall to your knees. When you do, I'll let that end of you rest for a bit~" he said as if her falling was certain.

And so began the actual sex segment of their encounter. The initial hiccup and orgasm of Saori were signs for Kazu to appreciate. They were the first signs of a possible future collapse, and he... was feeling particularly offensive. Saori favored combat, so surely she understood. When an enemy's shield arm buckled under the first assault, the time was ripe to strike again. So then... strike again, he did. When Saori decided to meet his thrusts with her own body, he angled upward in her womb. That tightening was nothing new, and indeed only contributed to the pull of gravity Kazu's dick provided. To fill completely while also drawing every nook and cranny into place was the way he operated unconsciously.

Consciously though, his efforts showed elsewhere. The hand on Saori's neck crept upward, cupping the crown of her head as fingers slipped between purple locks. It was with that grasp that he aimed to turn Saori's head toward his own. "You're always cute when you're aggressive. Even better when you're letting it out," he commented. Kazu's free hand was also on the move. He wouldn't be waiting around or making suggestions, direct or otherwise. He wanted Saori's mouth, so he grabbed her by the chin and used a thumb to pull at her bottom lip ─ all while slamming into her from behind. Once he'd pulled that lip down enough, his tongue would be en route to the warmth of her maw.

Kazuhiko was bringing a very different energy to this round of sexual activity with Saori. And with this man proving himself at every turn and event she was more certain that this kind of interaction was exactly what he could expect from a wide range of the population. Right now, the confidence he spoke with and teasing nature of his statement had her internally pulsing at the thought. She really didn't think she was into fellatio but she was very interested in what would be leading up to it, in this case. "You sound so sure..." she said in an amused manner. It was at least worth looking forward to, and her legs were strong surely she had some time before they gave out regardless.

Well, she did have some time, but that time was also being mediated by the man's natural ability. Her body felt like it was internally shaped to what was inside it, and beyond that the feeling of him plunging in and out of her wouldn't be the only thing she felt for a while yet. Her hair soon hand fingers in it that she could feel near her scalp and her head was being turned as he kept moving his hips. Even with her own body fighting back she knew, she'd already begun to spiral. Ah, but it was great to feel and she wouldn't think anything less of it. And soon enough her face was turned to the side and she was looking into Kazuhiko's more rugged and mature face. And what did he have to say...

"Cute?" she questioned. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been called something so soft. The question was asked aggressively but the sensation within her core and a newly developed thumping hinted that she might have enjoyed that too. No matter what though, it seemed that Kazuhiko was content to have his way, and with the energy he was giving, she was content to let him have it. A thumb opened her mouth and soon after his tongue was in there. But it'd find no friendly warmth and instead be wrestled. It was outrageous that he was putting up this much of a fight, but also great in ways she couldn't explain. If he had this sort of energy the first time he spoke to her about something like this, she would have accepted without hesitation. She'd have to remember to share that information with him, this was the kind of energy women needed from men they trusted. Her whole body was coming to life, and repeatedly she'd find herself convulsing on a shaft buried deep within her body. Multile times would she orgasm, moaning her content into his mouth sucking on his tongue and aggressively meething his lips. Yes... alll of this was fine.

Kazu sounded so certain of himself simply because he had every reason to be, and this particular incarnation wouldn't look for reasons to be modest. If he put forth enough effort, he knew the potential for overpowering results. Just the same, he knew the potential for danger... but they weren't exactly on Gaia; he just had to find the right level. "You'll see why," he assured.

Before any new techniques were applied, there was a question... sort of. Saori had an outward reaction to being called cute. Kazu fully meant that assertion, though that wasn't all. He offered response after a momentary break in the ensuing battle of tongues. "Yes, cute. What? Cute and sexy at the same time is a thing, you know?" he replied cheekily. One more lash against her tongue preceded one more statement. "And you're doing it," he added. With that, he'd be following through on Saori's latest climax. A bit of winding added to his thrusts allowed an equal amount of swirling within Saori's core. Such would normally result in pushing against her walls in alternating fashion, but Kazuhiko's constitution allowed a bit more than that. Where one side was pushed, would-be void space was simultaneously pulled form the other end. Deviants would say things along the lines of turning someone's insides to putty; Kazuhiko did so in a literal sense with no conscious effort of his own. He'd even keep that up while battering away, fighting and sucking Saori's tongue here and there between. It didn't matter how long he had to commit. Whether it took minutes, hours, days or eons, there was time worth committing.

Kazuhiko was so full of confidence that it was hard to deny him. Truly, if he'd approached every situation with this lack of modesty while maintaining his better qualities he could do or have anything he wanted. This was the full potential of an individual like him, and more appealing to people like Saori than she could even explain. Of course, there were spiritual explanations for this sort of thing, but none of that truly mattered to what they were doing. "Uh, the fuck is this..." she muttered. This was definitely the person she could call a comrade.

But beyond her own outbursts there was still whatever was going on within her insides. She was still kissing him and being near surprised that she'd been called cute. Not many could even think to do so, nor had anyone in years. He had something to say about it before a change in his actions. Cute and sexy at the same time... that was the assertion of the lad currently causing her knees to wobble with force that she didn't understand could happen. "Ugh, Shut up! Who told you to talk to me like that!" of course that would be her response, having something like that said to her was beyond embarrassing. There was a change as he swatted her tongue a bit with his. Truly she was hilariously contrary but also couldn't help herself. Rare was it to embarrass someone like Saori and he succeeded simply by virtue of confidence and applied word usage. What about her core though? A building orgasm happening because of a swirling motion which didn't fit a normal explanation of physics. She was sure something should have felt empty in turn but it didn't. No. Instead she felt near constant fullness, her loins wouldn't help but accommodate and nothing about the tightness of her core or flexing from this angle was lightening the load. All of her control went back to her core, and when she lost it, and orgasm washed over her, those weakness of hers wobbled like she'd been squatting maximum weight for twenty years straight. Ah, but she wouldn't be giving up, several courses of this could happen, several hours or days, and several orgasms before the one that came with an audible scream an a weakening of her knees that she couldn't stand through. "Aaaah, FUCK!~"

Someone did tell Kazu he could speak to the woman the way he did. Saori would have her answer mere moments after her outburst ─ all while Kazu continued holding her chin and pressing her lip. "You did. When you decided you liked it, you told me to keep going. Remember?" he teased. And so began a seemingly long stint of plunges, swirls and the like. Kazu didn't care to keep track of how much time was passing, but he did continuously take note of climaxes experienced by Saori.

Eventually, his efforts were paying dividends. One screaming orgasm from Saori accompanied a very noteworthy loss of stability. That was precisely what Kazu had been looking for. "Haah?" he muttered. Just to see if the milestone had been properly passed, Kazu promoted another movement. He stepped back, pulling at Saori by the hair to move her away from the dresser. He wouldn't be allowing any free support if now was the time for her legs to give way. He would, however, ensure any collapse wasn't so sudden or impactful. "Careful. Turn me on too much, and I might just come looking for you sooner next time," he warned.

The demands of Saori weren't going to be unmet. That was a very unusual thing to have happen. Even so, it would seem that her questions were her own to answer, at least... that was Kazuhiko's stance. The rather cheeky mature version of him, claimed that she'd been the one to give him permission to talk to her the way he did, by telling him to continue and liking it. "That's... ugh," she couldn't even get out a proper argument. She had told him to keep going. And what was more she didn't dislike how he spoke to her either. It was quite a confusing thing to realize. Whatever, there was time for introspection at later, now was a time for fun.

Speaking of the fun, eventually everything he did culminated in quite the heavy orgasm. She'd been placed on that dresser ages ago, and had been using it to support herself. Her legs turned into jelly and it seemed that she wasn't the only one who noticed. Kazuhiko's more mature self, seemed to be quite interested in that sort of thing. Could she stand though? Well, she wasn't going to be given time to properly regain her footing. "Careful? It's only been a day to begin with, deal it it!" she mentioned as her legs wobbled and gave way. Well, it'd been one hell of a session so far and even she wasn't exactly sure how long they'd been going at it already. Even so, she remembered that she'd thought that this wasn't the worst possible outcome whenever it popped up. So here she was staring up at him with an expression that could only be described as... bitchy. "Well? Hurry up, I'm not going to wait around down here forever!" she snapped at him, not willing to remain in such a position for long if she wasn't going to be occupied. This choice was his and she was willing to allow it, she'd met the conditions of the switch after all, and wasn't unsatisfied when it happened.

Just as Kazu expected, there was eventually no further supportive use to Saori's legs. He knew it to be just an eventuality, with the only question being in regards to time taken. The outcome, however, was no less brilliant than he'd hoped it would be. Ah, but his warning saw to the return of Saori's abrasive demeanor. Had it been only a day? He couldn't tell. "It'll be a year if you keep looking at me like that~" he teased. That bitchy expression she used to stare up at him couldn't have been meant to arouse, but that was all it did. Even with a nonchalant smile on his face, Kazu moved as if a shock or chill struck his spine in that moment.

What's more, Saori was outright rushing him. Kazu hadn't even finished walking around to her fore by the time she began barking orders. As for her not waiting around in the floor forever... she was right. He didn't expect her to do that, but Kazu had another quip to share by the time his drenched cock was held in front of her face. "I doubt you will. But you'll be waiting down there until your legs start working again. This is a huge moment for me; I'm going to appreciate it," he stated. With that, he was shifting his rod about, rubbing its glans against Saori's bottom lip and staring endlessly down into her face. Already, he was throbbing with excitement. "Tastes like sudachi. Give it a try~"

A year if she kept looking at him the way she was currently? Well, it wasn't as if she'd intended to stop what she was doing. She couldn't do so consciously. She was abrasive and aggressive until she wasn't. Those who were fully able to experience a version of Saori that wasn't abrasive were growing steadily in number, but also... not very numerous. Whatever the case, Kazuhiko would never be one who received only the soft version, it could be said that even the mature version of him rubbed her the wrong way, or the right one if they were talking about it in specific contexts. That little chill like movement which happened while she stared only proved it, there was a certain weakness to her attitude that most people maintained and it just an invitation for her to keep being aggressive. Blood in the water... as some would call it.

Ah, but she wasn't alone in her behavior. According to Kazuhiko, Saori would be waiting until her legs worked and he'd be enjoying. Of course he would, she wasn't as innocent as someone like him, she knew the dreams of men and breaking people with bitchier attitudes. "Appreciate all you like, but I'm not going to wait around..." she commented not losing her own abrasive nature. She also knew by experience most could not do it. So, here she was, at the receiving end of something fairly new to her own experiences, with a cheeky man rubbing the tip of his cock against her lower lip. Oh well, she'd be bound to open up her mouth again regardless, but not because she didn't already know what it tasted like. She was more than well aware of how she hit the senses of others, "I am aware. I don't need convincing," Still haughty she managed to be as her mouth opened and her tongue extended. It'd been quite a while since the last time she gave a blow job, but she at least had the pointers of her original friend group and the added ones from Kaguya given the magical world additives to understand what was important. The sudachi flavored mana that was her own coated her tongue and filled her palate, but there was a hidden almost nutty flavor somewhere below. With that in mind her cheeks collapsed as she began sucking him into her mouth while accosting him with her tongue. With his body in front of her, she'd use his thighs for stability all the while staring up into his face with that same bitchy expression.

Once again, Saori claimed she wouldn't be waiting around. She wouldn't have to; Kazu himself wasn't feeling very patient either. "Well, obviously your mouth still works," he quipped. Kazu had already started learning how different people brought different things to similar experiences. Saori proved herself to be a whole new level of that very concept. She brought such bite, such snark, such pure emotion not necessarily linked to the sex acts themselves. Her partner could be immersed, distracted and surprised all at once in the right situation.

In this specific situation, Kazu was laser-focused. This truly was a colossal moment for him. It had nothing to do with any ulterior motives or some bucket list, but everything to do with this moment being a perceived impossibility that may have crossed his mind a few dozen times more than necessary. This new life that he once found so jarring, was more and more becoming the best life to live. Things only got better in the exact moment Saori's tongue made contact with his cock. He didn't even have a chance to comment before her lips closed around it, concave cheeks and all. Hands upon his thighs was somehow a nice touch ─ especially with those spiteful eyes staring up into his face. From Saori's perspective, what she could see was the strangest mix of excitement, confidence, anticipation and... a bit of cheekiness.

Kazuhiko and Saori were having a good time. Saori had come to understand that this more mature version of Kazuhiko had the kind of attitude and general personality she enjoyed and because of this, she was having a much better time than she would have normally been capable of. Even with the switch of positions which placed her int he more, subservient role, she wasn't exactly feeling very subservient. It was often that she found herself fellating someone, but she had at least the base knowledge and attitude not to be horrible at it.

That constant staring into Kazuhiko's face, wouldn't be shifting at all. Without speaking she had no real way of knowing of such a thing was going well without a few visuals. She was using his legs to balance her upper body and moving her head back and forth with consistency. Even within her mouth her tongue was moving as well. So much so that eventually the only sudachi left was that of her own mouth and she'd gotten to some kind of nutty flavor against his skin. Oh well, she supposed she'd be finding otu the truth of that at some point in the future. Her face was gaining redness and her work with her mouth would continue. What did she see in Kazuhiko's face? Well it definitely wasn't disapproval or anything like that... given this she'd simply continue though at some point she'd find her mouth a bit too full and need to swallow all that built up salvia. Doing this had her taking him much further back into her mouth than normal and swallowing. After being told that she could take anything she wanted into herself, a little test was well worth the effort. She chose her own mind and body over conventions all the time, so pushing past her gag reflex was something she could only take as a triumph, even if sucking dick wasn't a primary function of her life. She'd add it into the other techniques to be used against the lad as such things only ended one of two ways, by expulsion or tiring of it and she was sure men didn't simply tire of such things in the same way women did.