Charles Patricius

Charlemagne had long since lost count of his own ejaculations. He did, however, have a mental count of the ones most impactful to his psyche. This most recent moment would fall swiftly into that category. He even had to take a moment for recovery. These rounds were starting to wear Charlemagne down at long last, as if he could finally burn away all that excessive mana. Here on Jupiter, he may have actually found a way to exert 100%... and perhaps he'd actually do it before they were done. By his approximation, he was currently at about 70%. What more could he do to lift it? Well, that was easy. First and foremost though, Reisalin wondered if they would be returning to their original setup.

It took no thought at all for Charlemagne to reach a conclusion. As he slowly extricating himself from the girl, Charlemagne stabilized his breathing. Only when he reached a low enough level did he speak... though perhaps the repeated throbbing during that exit would have already provided the answer Reisalin sought. "Hell yeah! If you're down for it, I'm all in!" he affirmed. Within moments, Charlemagne had fully pulled himself out of Reisalin to leave his rod resting atop her rear again. "Any changes you want to make first? It still seems like something you might want to be comfortable for."

While Charlemagne was compiling a list of impactful orgasms, Miko was measuring the passage of time in happiness. The oddity of the kind of person she was, was rooted in the idea of wanting everyone to be happy, in moments of excitement. She wanted the best for everyone, even when it wasn't her who was involved directly. As such that experience that Charlemagne was currently having made her heart quite warm, and the same was true of all of her forms, even if they had no way of summarizing their own feelings. Here and now, though, it seemed that Reisalin was still raring to go, she'd be one questioning their next move excitedly.

In response, after his breathing was returned to normal, Charlemagne began to withdraw from her folds. He was throbbing all the time and seemed to be just as excited as she was. If she needed further confirmation, his words implied a similar type of excitement to what she showed. She looked back at the lad excitedly. "Of course I'm down for it! It's gonna be awesome!~" she said seemingly even more excited. When asked about changes she wanted to make she gave it a bit of thought. Her end decision, involved her laying flat onto her stomach completely prone. Her head leaned straight back so she could look at Charlemagne with a grin, while she felt the softness of the moss beneath her stomach. "Like this I think will be super comfy! Let's go!~" she said beyond ready for the next leg of their journey. The roundness of her ass was still covered and easy, but there was the softness of her thighs to lean against, she even felt it'd be easy to go in for a kiss or two if she wanted one. As such, this would be how she wanted to start this new kind of sex for herself.

Shortly after the full break from their initial round, Charlemagne kept his eyes glued on Reisalin's form. They were both quite excited, it seemed. Reisalin herself did indeed think an altered position would be better, and so began a shift into straighter posture, still horizontal in form. Her legs came together, and the view he had from that moment onward was spectacular. He should have inspected a position like this far sooner. Ah, there was even a pair of cushions between his legs when he took his place. These were thighs to strive for, Charlemagne decided.

"Right! All in, new journey! Allons-y!" he exclaimed. Charlemagne had already returned to rubbing his shaft between the girl's buttocks. This time, it was a conscious effort when he pressed downward to prod at her rear hole. His excited utterance didn't quite match his physical approach. This wasn't something he'd go at recklessly. No, he'd go at it with the rationale of a human, slowly inching forward through numerous thrusts until penetration took care of itself. He knew it to be an unnecessary effort, but anything else just felt wrong for a first experience.

As Reisalin found her new position, she felt the throbbing of Charlemagne's cock even outside of her cheeks. As she settled she felt him rubbing between her cheeks as he settled into his position as well. She also watched him, from her current backward position as he prepared himself. She knew he was appraising her form, and could only thank her central self for doing such a good job appealing to this man. Still he'd be speaking of a new adventure and angling downwards, what did he have to say? Allons-y and that this was the start of a new journey.

"That's super exciting!~" she exclaimed as she relaxed into the feeling. She couldn't stop the little shifts of her hips from side to side as he began prodding her rear hole. Nor could she say she disliked it. The feeling itself was rather tight in a way she couldn't explain. It felt... hot, even though it didn't hurt at all. That gentle prodding was still enough initially to have little noises leaving her lips. "Hm... uh...mmm♪~" the longer it went on the more those little shifts of her hips became normal. It was quite a reasonable feeling and though she couldn't fully rock back as he made his path forward, she could relax and feel every inch of progress made in a hole that felt far tighter than it needed to. Still, it also felt more right than she could know. For this to be a new adventure, she'd definitely chosen the right leader. As it progressed she started to feel strangely full in a way she couldn't have verbalized properly, but it was still a nice feeling. Ones the others of her, didn't yet know, it really was uncharted territory.

It was somehow fitting that the version of Miko made to be an Adventurer would also be the first one taking this leap. It was an adventurous thing to do. As such, he felt at ease knowing Reisalin would be the one first delving into it. Well, 'delving' may not have been the right word. At the pace they were going, one might call it experimenting or even... reconnaissance. He wasn't making much headway into her rear, but it could still be called progress. For whatever reason, it seemed Charlemagne was content to take a sensual pace for what may have been the most degenerate form of penetration humans knew.

Ah, but slow progress would always result in crossing the proverbial finish line as well. In due time, Charlemagne was at a familiar depth: glans-deep into Reisalin's rectum. She'd been showing no aversion thus far, even seeming relaxed as he worked his way in. This wouldn't be a time of interruption, luckily enough. This time, no version of Miko would stop his advance. This time, Charlemagne had no reason to fight the impulse to push forward. His crawl inward eventually resulted in reaching the streamline state as his shaft made entry. From there, a crawl became more of a burrow. Reisalin once again felt as if her insides were custom-molded to suit him. The familiar clench of a sphincter was there as always, but within... something made too little sense. "Hngh! Why... is it like this? How do expected and unexpected happen at the same time?!"

Adventurous was the right way to describe Reisalin. She was willing to throw herself headlong into just about anything. The fact that she was created with that exact kind of energy in mind only made it so she wouldn't regret anything. Sexual adventurers were more Iino Miko's speed than anything else, that being said, Reisalin was also adept that those kinds of adventures.

Here and now, in a very relaxed position she had Charlemagne prodding at her rear. That prod would eventually lead to him, ending up within her hole with the head of his cock. Such a thing felt distinctly different from other forms of penetration that she knew and understood. "It's in!" she uttered excitedly as that first entrance was made. It was quite different to feel, it felt like it was all pressure but it was quite good. "I definitely want more!" she said as if there were any plans of stopping. "Oh, that's the me part..." Miko muttered recognizing her own form of degeneracy as it appeared in her newest self. Still forward Charlemagne went only to claim surprise at what he found within. Whatever lack of difference he felt, a moaning Reisalin didn't immediately have a regular sort of answer. "No idea, but it's awesome!~" she cemented as that hip wiggling began in earnest with a fullness she couldn't really quantify. At the same time it would be Riri lazing around who'd have a better answer, "I'm pretty sure that's where Magic kicks in~" she mentioned almost incidentally. Well, with beings like them the truth of magic was something way more intense than normal. For now they could simply continue while Reisalin found out what it was like to have her rear hole fully plugged while Charlemagne moved ahead at a pace which seemed almost romantic. So much pressure was inside her right now, she could feel it building up, but in a manner which seemed almost unconnected from the way sex normally went making it a whole new kind of experience.

The deeper Charlemagne delved, the more confused he became. It made no sense how Reisalin's insides were perfectly grooved to match the structure of his cock. She fit like a well-tailored glove of flesh, which... was much like the experience of entering goddesses the second or third time. It was so strange for a new soul to be this way physically. Perhaps it was coincidence? Whatever it was, he agreed with Reislain; he wanted more! He'd be getting more regardless, though; he'd just have to fight the urge to add unnecessary vigor so early in the encounter.

Riri asserted that magic was the cause for this oddity. He figured as much, but that made no additional sense of things. Well, Charlemagne wasn't one to look a gift horse in its mouth. He'd probably look it in the arse, though. Well... he'd look Reisalin in the arse without a doubt, as he couldn't resist watching more of himself disappear inside it. Once he made the climb beyond its halfway point, his hips began pistoning slowly but surely. With her hips moving as well, he found the necessity of bracing once more. As for where he acquired said brace, well... Charlemagne thought not place was better than the very rear he was diving into. As such, he settled with both hands and a bit of incidental spreading before pushing for additional depth.

As Charlemagne dove deeper he became more confused, but his confusion was his alone. Or maybe, it was another shared thing that didn't make sense without context. Regardless, one thing that was amazingly clear was Reisalin's enjoyment of this moment. She was both vocal and lightly active as she enjoyed the push past her entrance. In fact the further in he went the more of him she could feel. It was beyond a good time, she couldn't have said she didn't like this new form of sex even before the halfway point.

Ah, but halfway was a turning point, and when Charlemagne reached it he began to move a bit different. At the very least both his hands found the stability of her backside and used them as he finally began to move a bit more purposefully. Her cheeks were also spread, causing her to gasp audibly as she began moving her hips to match his pace, "Uuhaaa~" she moaned. Something of a small pulse occurred in Reisalin's loins as he braced himself against her rear. And what was more she could feel the beginning of something which felt like it was coming from a much deeper place. Perhaps it was the comparison to those upward thrusts from behind. Perhaps a certain spot made sex even more perfect for her from this angle. What was more, she'd noticed that this was quite the snug fit regardless of anything else, she'd almost say she felt complete with him buried in her this way. No matter, she'd continue on for the time it took wondering what the next major turn would be. Whenever that pure depth was finally reached, she'd likely reach a different point within this little adventure into anal sex.

Even with that decision to start pistoning his hips, Charlemagne could not be fully satisfied until maximum depth was achieved. Reisalin kept reacting positively with both her actions and her sounds, so he was anything but deterred. In time, his hips weren't the source of movement. Charlemagne worked his core for thrusting, which replicated that earlier upward angle with relative ease, but only on forward movements. He simply thought it would be an interesting change of pace to go about it that way.

And so he continued as such, taking on a pace that increased just as gradually as the original entry. Overall, it wasn't very long before he felt the penultimate goal of this experience. The moment his balls felt dampened and heated by Reisalin's folds, Charlemagne knew he'd fully buried himself in her rear as intended. Ah, but could that truly be all? No. "Hnn─Almost!" he chanted. It wasn't enough to simply touch her loins with his sack; there had to be pressure applied. With that in mind, he kept pushing forward as if the major goal was to squeeze his balls into Reisalin's lower lips, or even to reach farther into her ass than anyone ever should or could. Either could have been the goal, but both would probably be happening as he carried on.

Both Charlemagne and Reisalin were in agreement about where true satisfaction lay. At the depths of her rear, when she could feel his family jewels against her folds, a certainty came into place. The depth had been reached. Surprisingly enough, that journey wasn't a straight-forward one either. It was one which replicated that earlier upward angle, which also did a great deal towards building up her impending orgasm. By the time Charlemagne made it fully into her core, and with his sac against her folds, within just a few pushes even, a certain extra wetness would become obvious, as she spilled mana and her orgasm in a spurt against him and the moss they were atop.

"Aaaah~ That's such a relief~" she sighed but there was not yet content. No, now there was more work of her hips as she pushed back against those strokes, just gently lifting her rear to make contact with him as he plunged forward. She wasn't a slouch, nor would she forget what she could bring to the table. Force was applied oppositely of Charlemagne, Reisalin hardly needed care anymore and a bit more vigor was fine with her. She'd even initiate it. All to feel the power of it launch back into her core and build towards the next big orgasm. It almost seemed strange the intensity of a moment like this, but... she was far from doing anything but throwing herself into headlong.