Charles Patricius

According to Kimiko, something sexy was on the proverbial table, though not something deemed intense. He wasn't sure what counted as intense currently, but as for the gravity situation... well, that was already complex from his point of view. "Yeah, the gravity thing is confusing to me already. I've got basically zero magic experience," he explained. Despite her talk of risks and intensity, Kimiko had to be the reason his clothes were suddenly becoming looser by the moment. Given their close proximity, the only alternation to tightness should have been the sensation of his pants shrinking. Well... that feeling still existed regardless. "So what's the exact meaning of 'intense' here? What are the lines?" he wondered aloud.

Miko's state of shock was completely warranted. She had an entire marriage she wasn't conscious of, and in truth... she had a couple, or a few by some standards. During the male's pause, she got herself together, and he became more bothered. Timelines never became easier to deal with, he thought. More importantly though, there was Miko's understanding of events to address. "I'm not gonna call you dumb for this. Time stuff is... weird. Akashi is a... dragon. Yeah, dragon. You can look at softcore as their version of flirting. The grinding part was flirting. If they say something, there's a reason for it ─ even when nobody around gets what that reason is. Anyway, that definitely counts across the board for both of us... or actually a bit more than that. Context: let's say you exist in another reality, you're in a wholesome relationship in school, and I pop in from another dimension. I'd definitely have you bent over a desk when you're alone for cleanup time. That's not hypothetical; it happened. That's how deep some of these things go. All of yourself means a lot more than a dimension can hold."

Something sexy was on the menu, and for Kimiko this required the lad to be out of some of this clothes. She'd undone the buttons on his shirts with magic while they spoke and then moved on to help him with those ever tightening pants of his. "Well, no time like the present to get a bit of practice in. You seemed to have figured out the enhancement, you are going to need to concentrate on that~" she explained with no real details. With this a lounge chair appeared behind the lad as she moved around to his fore. She left most of her clothing in place as she floated him down into a more relaxed position. She'd aim to straddle him then her body gently over his own floating just off the surface as she made she he could see her moving her underwear out of the way. "As for lack of intensity, basically we shouldn't do anything too strenuous. You definitely can't do butt stuff in your current state, and penetration of the other sort will have to be mediated by some extreme enhancement. Inside of me is smothering and with your magic added it could be considered dangerous," she added. Even so that wouldn't stop her from beginning the process of rubbing herself along his shaft, practically using him to begin masturbating as part of their build up.

While Kazuhiko and Kimiko started on synchronizing, Miko and the lad she was talking to, were having a conversation about flirting and the like especially in the case that she'd ended up married to the man currently buried within her folds. Luckily enough, he wasn't going to call her dumb for her lack of understanding. Akashi's strange mannerisms were apparently related to him being a dragon. Apparently their mannerisms were quite particular. Beyond that she received an explanation of some important facts about her other dimension self and the kind of bonding she'd actually signed herself up for, "Sou ka, that's a relief. Definitely going to box all that stuff he said, that might come up again," she murmured filing away her conversation with Akashi in case she needed to reference it at some other point in time. "Also good to know that time stuff is weird even to the people dealing with it," she mentioned. The bits about her being bent over a desk, while in another world in a wholesome school relationship, that made her look shocked. "Also that thing. I'm glad you did that thing. I don't trust me in another world... she doesn't know we have standards and I don't want her going around being wholesome with someone unworthy. I fully encourage upholding of standards, just because she doesn't know she's me, doesn't mean she gets to make decisions I'd despise. Like monogamy with a random school boy. I don't even know anyone at school I'd talk to like that who isn't a girl off the top of my head. There can't be a time that such a thing is actually acceptable!" Miko said ending a minor tirade with a pouty face and pure indignation. Regardless of anything else, the trajectory of her life presently didn't allow for any nonsense, and given what she knew of Japanese school boys from her conversations with Kaguya she didn't want anything to do with a normal one of those, if sex was on the table.

If nothing else, Kazuhiko was getting better opportunities to develop for his own preferences than any he'd gotten as Charlemagne. According to Kimiko, he'd need to focus on fortification if they were to continue with this form active. Based on what he'd felt with Ningguang alone, and assuming this was not precisely the Ashikaga Kimiko he knew of, Kazu could easily figure out why. If he entered her recklessly, he could certainly be crushed. What good would he be with a pulverized dick? Well, that did sound like one hell of a way to end one's sexual career... but this wasn't going to be his end no matter what! "I get it. Reinforce, no mashed dick. No worries; I'm not breaking myself over this. Still got plans, you know?" he replied. Apart from having two wives back home and a few others to address, he had to reunite with Jeanne and reconcile millennia-old secrets. Whatever the case, he was soon exposed and sat atop a random chair. He'd have wondered where it came from, but... goddesses did goddess things. In a matter of moments, Kazu was being straddled and shown yet another sight he wished his phone could be present for. Ashikaga Kimiko herself was in his lap, boasting her true visage as their home world knew it, sliding her panties aside before rubbing herself against his shaft. Why wasn't he holding his phone when he and Miko hopped to another world? This was something to view again and again, for many days to come! Oh well. In the midst of cursing his lack of good decisions, Kazu realized something. The closer Kimiko's entrance got to his tip, the more there was a natural pull between them. It quickly became obvious that, if Kimiko moved too far toward the end of his shaft, penetration would occur without any additional conscious movements. That would be useful down the line.

It had been made clear how acceptable Miko found some of the more devious things done to her in other timelines. Strange however, was how she viewed it from the perspective of her current self... on behalf of other versions even. She didn't want even an alternate universe version of herself being stuck in a life of monogamy ─ particularly with someone who met human expectation. "Well, that's interesting confirmation and agreement to interdimensional netorare. Based on your reaction to the first time, it became a little 'if there's time' vacation when I, or we, get caught in parallel worlds. It was fun to experiment. Oh, sorry about the pseudo-rape though, if that's an issue. I say that, but... I'd totally do that one again... again. When you freak out about stuff, it's next-level. A-ny-way... acceptable or not, I might've screwed something up here. So, you get a freebie; anything you want. Just make it this meeting. Any other time, and I probably won't even know what happened yet."

Kimiko and Kazuhiko seemed to be moving towards proper synchronization or rather... something sexy. It was easiest for this sort of thing to take mana into ones self and there were a few ways to get this one, but none so gratifying as a bit of coitus. Kimiko had specified that they should avoid intensity and laid out some rules to help Kazuhiko manage himself a bit better against her increased physical and magical prowess. He spoke of his other goals and what he wanted to do besides this. That was good, Kimiko had no desire to remove others ability to have fun with him. "Hai hai, you do that... even I would feel a little guilty~" she claimed nonchalantly. Whatever the case, she'd already started moving her hips against his exposed shaft and would continue to do so as she worked herself up with little to no influence form him. And those little forward motions near his glans let her know that it was precisely possible for them to slip together at any point they felt like it. Actually each of her forward and backward movements, seemed content enough to make that push but with no real urgency. She figured whenever he was ready he'd make the next push and either be ready or figure out how to get ready for it.

Meanwhile, Miko had been on a minor tirade, but was relieved to know another version of her hadn't been allowed to live at a lesser standard than she would accept. It would seem the lad still buried in her body had a bit more to say, that'd she'd agreed to and confirmed interdimensional netorare. He apparently had a bit of fun playing with the emotions of her other selves as well as enjoying how crazy she could be when reacting to things that went against her original thoughts. What was more he offered an apology and she could only scoff at that, she'd dreamed something like that and with the right outcome didn't see it as a bad thing at all. "Glad you were having fun, even at my expense. I don't worry about the netorare part, it seems more like taking back ownership than that... if they didn't want it to happen they should be better!" she claimed firmly seeming to have a very strong opinion about those she made interdimensional connections with. Though he thought to apologize about a psuedo-rape she didn't see much a problem with that either though it got her a reward. "Eh? Well, I dreamed about something like that and the guy in there explained how it worked. I realize that might not garner a lot of faith but I've come to trust my dreams, even if most people in them don't have faces," Miko confirmed. As for her freebie. Her eyes sparkled and she sat up. Both her hands would soon be found on either side of this man's face. "We all know what I want if I can have anything," she chimed happily. "Cum inside, Daddy♫!~" she demanded. Well, yes, they'd discussed life and death and non-existence. But... the longer they spoke the more that sounded like it wouldn't be as much a problem as they thought.

It didn't take long for Kazu to realize how badly he needed to reinforce his cock against Kimiko's current form. Those first few prods brought about by the natural draw of their souls let him know, this was a very different realm to what Ningguang showed earlier. Miko, Sakura, Angelica ─ all of them had been ridiculous. Even the likes of Saori, Chika and Ai had their own physical accolades that couldn't be underestimated... but nothing was extraordinarily physical about this; it couldn't be. The realm of expectation for Kazu was shattered when he realized just the start of Kimiko's canal boasted pressure which had to beat all others a hundred times over. Oh, how close he was to being right. 'Shit! Be strong, my son!' he mentally yelled at his own cock while wincing externally. More mana to his shaft was an absolute necessity, but even while building it up, he couldn't resist following the natural order with unconscious, shallow thrusts just slightly deeper into Kimiko's entrance when viable.

The other male made an offer he knew the likeliest response to. Either way, he'd way for it to come about while hearing more on how Miko considered actions across realities. Outside of any public appearances, she had a streak about her that possessed underlying... bite, as it were. Her shared thoughts may as well have been calling the humans garbage, giving that as the reason for their inevitable loss. Any dragon would agree with the notion. Moreover, she was undoubtedly right about it being an act of reclaiming. "Can't disagree with any of that. Still, it's rare to hear that sort of pessimist response from you," he commented first and foremost. Shortly afterwards, there were some oddities spoken by Miko. She mentioned a dream, hinted a rape scenario, and acknowledged the faceless individuals in her subconscious. There was so very much to unpack there; things he knew and things he understood. Ah, but how much of it could be shared now? Such was the problem with time travel. "Kurohana. I figured he was the one who told you about that stuff. The faceless thing... yeah, it's not weird at all that you don't see most faces, but I'm not sure if it's safe to tell you why. Just keep trusting your dreams. Most of them," he specified. Now, they were moving toward Miko's freebie. Everyone present surely knew what she would want, and indeed... she was sure to say exactly that without hesitation ─ even grabbing the male's face to lock his gaze when stating it. "... Of course it's that," he said with a deep sigh. "Yare yare. What am I going to do with you?" he said further, even wondering how he'd managed thus far. Irrespective of his words, it seemed he was content to begin pumping away into her depths as if he'd never stopped. What she wanted, she'd surely have soon enough.

Kimiko was a person of transcendent nature, there were others who might eventually be comparable, but given exactly how early this was in Kazuhiko's journey, he was likely experiencing the worst or best of his sexual endeavors so far. Oddly enough, the one called Ashikaga Kimiko relished in a certain kind of suffering and though not the same level of sadist that others were, she as still more than a little amused by those gentle slips into her core. She kept up her movements and continued to watch Kazuhiko's face as he came to terms with this reality. "Ara? I wonder why you winced?~" Kimiko questioned rhetorically. Of course, doing so didn't seem to keep him from continuing to try and push forward every time those parts of their forms made contact. This one really might be a masochist, seeing such pain even unconsciously. Still, she'd allow it those movements of hers were indeed quite steady but she'd begin to linger around his glans allowing their bodies to come together gently before he retreated and she'd go back to sliding along the length of his shaft. She'd let him be the one to determine when he'd reached the right level of reinforcement and only comment if he happened to be close to collapse.

Speaking of things done unconsciously, the words which came out of Miko's mouth which held hints of pessimism weren't really ones she usually let escape her lips. Upon having attention drawn to them her eyes widened and she blushed furiously. "I mean, I think those kinds of things a bit more often than normal... but I usually don't let them fall out of my head without some filtering. I had been blaming Sina for it, but that might be coincidental," she mused noting how often she managed to say certain things dismissively of other people recently. Whatever the case, there was more to unpack from her statements, the man mentioned a name that Miko had only spoken a few times, after seeing him in her dreams she'd begun to think that maybe she was just crazy given no one else had met him before. "Sou ka, so he's actuallly real. I was thinking I might have just been crazy..." she said seemingly relieved. As for the trust she could place in her dreams or things she might not be able to know yet, she wasn't as upset about it as she could have been. If anything, "Hai hai, that's alright if you can't tell me. I don't tend to like a lot of spoilers anyways. Only little ones. I will engage in trust with healthy skepticism, it's how I operate most of the time anyway~" she claimed firmly. Ah well, her current desire was something much more direct and something she made a demand for. When Miko made this demand it was very true that at least three people were fully aware of what she'd want, and in response, the black haired lad began moving once more, asking what he would do with her. Whether he meant to gain an answer or not, her own hips went back to moving and she went back to oozing from every orifice post haste. "Fuck me, Daddy♫~" that was the only real answer to his question, spoken with just as much enthusiasm as she always managed for such things.

Why did Kazuhiko wince? That wasn't a question in need of answering. That monster of a girl, woman, or whatever the hell she classified as now, knew exactly the cause for his reaction! Well, enabling that was far from his priority at present. He did have to focus on that reinforcement, or he'd quickly throw himself right into a world of hurt. Maybe he was some sort of masochist; this wouldn't be his first time thinking that. Those initial slips inward were just shy of completely overwhelming. By the time Kimiko was ready to glide along his shaft again, Kazu was nearly ready to burst... again. something had to be done about that, lest he start the habit of losing all his energy before getting anywhere. A few minutes would pass before his focus on reinforcement broke. In the end, Kazu couldn't tell if he was ready or not. Ah, but there was one thing a millennium of adventuring taught him. Sometimes... it was fine to dive headlong into danger, so long as the risks were analyzed and accepted. He knew the risk, and he knew the reward. With that... "Aaaargh, fuck it!" Kazu exclaimed while snatching Kimiko by the hips to pull her down onto his member. He wouldn't hesitate to bury the brunt of his shaft in her loins, but... what of the risk? Well, the following moments would tell whether he was truly prepared or not.

In those same passing minutes, the black-haired male kept listening and thinking. Miko didn't yet know about the 'dream boy' and his true identity. Despite this, her verbal filter was already starting to waver from time to time. So many things in personal timelines had unknown specific details, it was always interesting to find out more. "Right now, you're in a state of completion most people can never imagine. You'll probably be more naturally yourself, whether unapologetically or not," he explained briefly about her slip-ups. As for the reality of her 'friend' as she probably saw him now, there would actually be some spoilers given. Well... he couldn't really call it a spoiler yet; some context would always be missing. "There's no such thing as a fake dream. Just knots in time, gaps in reality... holes between dimensions. Y'know, the basic elementary school shit," he said sarcastically, fully understanding how ridiculous time-space could be at times. Whatever the case, he was soon enough back to the action, and so was Miko. The girl had an impromptu response to a known rhetorical question, and perhaps it was the best thing she could have said whether there was purpose in it or not. Some things could be said in the right time, in the right place, in the right way... and the results would speak for themselves. His answer would be unfathomable. "That's the one! Always that one! Keep that energy~" was all he said aloud. With a tightened grip on her rear, the male thrusted deep, again and again. Did he stop at her cervix? No. The end of her womb? Absolutely not. The depths of her soul and that of her other selves? Far too shallow. If Miko had any ability to fathom what was happening, she'd have known the true danger. His thrusts would reach her throughout time itself. Every moment of her lives, past, present and future, from this reality to the next and beyond... he'd reach them all, and they would all be washed over by the infinite sea of his essence. Luckily for Miko, she was dealing with the version who knew a few tricks to recover from the repercussions of such extreme flooding of dimensional power.

Kimiko was amused, Kazuhiko had no answer for her rhetorical statement and that was fine. She was more than a little aware of the potential issue the lad was suffering from still, she'd allow her minor torture session to continue. Well at least that was the case until Kazuhiko said a swear and seemed to throw away all ideas of caution. If he'd built up his reinforcement enough this kind of thing would be fine, but Kimiko wouldn't be completely sure until he was buried inside her. Of course, she'd find him that deep soon enough, as he'd taken hold of her hips and moved to slide himself into her depths. He'd find himself in the tightest confines he'd know. When likened to something the heat and tightness could be compared to the pressure one normally received from the rear entrance of a body, but multiplied many times over. It was moist and wet but passively smothering. All aspects of her core felt like they were clinging to the land as he made his push towards her womb. "Ara? That's pretty dangerous. Dip a toe before diving in the deep end~" she claimed while holding her hand against his chest, stopping the progress straight into her womb for the sake of testing the waters a bit.

Meanwhile, Miko explained her outbursts which were of slightly less nice proportions than she normally behaved. Technically she was the sort of person who wanted what was best for others, but didn't feel like it needed to involve her, like whatever was going on with that other version of herself and the Japanese school boy. Oh well, according to the dark haired man, she was in a state of completion that was more than most people, "Sou ka, naturally a bit snide. I'll keep that in mind," she stated. Well, she could still avoid being a dick to people if she didn't need to be. She much preferred taking dicks to many other things she could do. Speaking of such instances, some sarcasm about the nature of the universe and dreams came from the black haired male, after she questioned the realness of her 'friend' no one else knew about. "Wow, I'm going to be a student forever," she said, as if the idea of those being elementary subjects made her less prepared. Well, she wasn't as prepared as she could have been anyways, as the movements started again, she lost real speech. It was replaced by a single statement which was apparently the right one to choose. 'Fuck me, Daddy' might have been three of the most powerful words Miko could utter in sequence, and they had consequences even the eldest of her selves couldn't expect. As an explosion happened within her body, she was filled. The gravity of her womb had been shut off, but... that didn't stop the flood of energy directly into her person. She'd instinctively clung to the lad pounding into her, but aside from her arms and legs, everything else seemed to shut off, with a loud cry, "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooo♫~" that was the noise which rang out and echosed, across the whole of her. Those within her personal form were washed as they realized what happened, even Riri wasn't sure what this was, as her body and mind were overtaken in orgasmic bliss. There wasn't a form of Miko who could or would resist the feeling as this delightfully potent energy spread through her, into her reaching much further than she could imagine. It was like every single moment of every single life she'd ever lived was experiencing this orgasm at the same time. Her body was dancing in energy her existence was bathed in it, from the smallest cell to her biggest form and every version in between. Her body couldn't hold it, and fluids would splash back on the lad. Her tears, her saliva her everything bubbled over along with it. It wasn't just her either, every form of herself seemed to experience the same fluid drenching whether they understood it or not. This was an intoxicating experience, one that the redness of her face, the frozen look of ecstasy and that loud note couldn't even begin to cover the full feeling of, so of course, that sound would vibrate all over her as well. Even with the magical overload, her physical reaction had her clinging to his very form with every place they made contact including her core tightening upon his cock as if she didn't intend to let it go, even as it killed her.

When he forced that dive into Kimiko's entrance, Kazuhiko was stopped. There was no plan to enter her womb right away regardless, but he'd not yet reached her cervix by Kimiko's intervention. The heat and pressure were unfathomable. Kazu felt impending doom in any event that would see him slacking on his own defense. It was crushing, painful in a way, but not at all a negative. Kazu's reinforcement was potent enough to make it a pain akin to that of a workout. That meant only one thing. "No pain, no gain!" Kazu announced as his own hips thrusted up to force a slam against Kimiko's cervix. This wasn't a 'dip a toe' situation ─ it was one best approached with a dive. Things seemed safe enough initially. Yes, he was just on the verge of crumbling at any given moment ─ but that was just something to keep him more focused as he pulled downward on her hips even more.

Now that Miko had an understanding of what she'd be going through at this junction, there was another realization to deal with. It seemed she also understood that she'd be a student forever. Well, her preferred method of learning said that would be the case regardless. She'd be a student for eons to come, mostly learning new ways to debauch the universe... but that was the fun in life. Equally fun, was an opportunity he didn't come across very frequently. The reality-defying blast of seed into Iino Miko was a beautiful and gratifying thing. He'd say it was like no other, but... he'd be lying. Even her future self had taken things a few notches higher, mostly because... this current one wasn't going to survive. There was one final musical number performed as all forms, all time periods, all possibilities of Iino Miko were burst within and without. Her arms and legs were clinging to his body even as the rest of her gave up. Even in her final moments, her walls remained clenched around him. Her entire existence was being washed away, yet still she behaved as if she wanted more. "Wow, thirsty. Guess I've got a few options, but... old faithful should do, yeah?" After a moment of rest, his lips touched Miko's just gently. Separation linked them by a trail of saliva. In that moment, crimson irises developed an ethereal glow spanning outward.

"I am the echo of forgotten fates.
Threads severed, yet woven anew.
From the endless tapestry of realms,
I grasp the threads lost to oblivion.
Time, undone; the erased, reborn.
Unknown to void, nor bound by fate.
I have walked across countless realities,
And withstood the collapse of all that was.
Yet, in my hands lies the power of remembrance.
So, as I command, let causality reverse,
And existence return to the forsaken.
Endless Thread Nexus."

Through his words, the web of fate applied to Iino Miko was traversed rapidly using his mana. On its way, it would resuscitate every version of her affected by the previous decision. For every thread unraveled, there was a guiding force putting strings back in their places. With that, the causality leading to Miko's lost existence would essentially be erased. He spread his essence to every version of her... but nothing at all would come of it in the end, even if it had already occurred.

Kimiko had given a proper warning. At least one of this pair was busy learning what it was like to actually like to have this kind of sex with transcendent beings. But the little stop she'd given Kazuhiko to keep him from getting too close to her womb was ignored. 'No pain, no gain' he claimed. That was so much like him. Well, not him now, but the one she seemed to be more familiar with. The danger of her core was something he was willing to brave. Though not completely as he aimed to bounce against her cervix instead, of delving into it. The pressure of her womb was pulled down against his cock, giving him something of a knock back when he tapped it. Still it felt rather nice to someone like Kimiko and she grinned down at him. If he wouldn't take the soft approach then she wouldn't be stopping him only shaking her head as she realized he had just enough concentration to control the movements of her hips. "If that's the way you want it~" she claimed of his statement she'd resist after being pulled down, moving upwards and then allowing the gravity of him to drag her back down against him. As such she'd experience the slow and excruciating sensation of hitting her cervix multiple times while having to keep his focus to avoid the crushing sensation of her body.

Miko on the other hand was having an experience unlike any other. She wasn't dying... forms of her were ceasing to be all over different forms of reality. She'd be a student forever or only for the next minute or so. It didn't really matter much as she enjoyed every single second of that man's outpouring covering her and all aspects of her being. She clung to him like the spider monkey he'd claimed she was, and even as versions of herself were blown out and stifled like so many candles, she held on for the sake of that absolute pleasure she experienced. 'Best. Decision. Ever.' those three words were her last thoughts. This man was speaking to her, and she could hear him but that was always the last of her senses to go. She'd started to fade, even as their lips met, she could barely feel it. She was drowning, sinking into an infinite well of darkness. This light in front of her, barely connected to her person. But she could hear him. Words that teemed with power washed over her. And not just her, but infinite numbers of her... And though she'd fallen deep into that well...

Miko started to rise. As if pulled by a string, she felt the weight of her infinite lifetimes, being strung back together. Being pulled into something familiar but also something brand new. She could feel herself moving forward, moving up rising again. The voices within her own body coming back in bursts. Each one speaking as if they were new life once again, though their tone and quality was old. And the oldest of them, spoke in pure awe. 'What the fuck did you sign us up for?!' she exclaimed within their head. A simple answer was presented and it would be the only thing one like Miko could say, 'Everything!~' As Miko took the first deep breath like a newborn but also like she'd never breathed before, "Haaaa~ Woooo~ Aaaaah♪!", she seemed to struggle for a second only to look into the face of someone who managed to be both the person who destroyed her and the one who saved her. "That was like... awesome and terrifying at the same time. Thank you, Daddy♪~" she chimed before leaning in to properly peck his lips. 'She unalived us and thanked him for it. This vessel is fucking crazy!'