Charles Patricius

As he thrusted full-shaft into Kimiko's increasingly damp mouth, the girl confirmed performing sex acts such as 69 on herself. That clause was far more important than her attempted explanation during his state of tunnel vision. In fact, the thought and visualization of it now was cause for more tunnel vision, even as Kazu rested his cock deep in her esophagus. "Wait what? Really? Where the hell was I?! You have to know that's on my list, and no it doesn't count if you're doing it with Sakura!" he griped energetically. From that point forward, it seemed Kazu's excitement would be manifesting in his hips ─ primarily through a series of thrusts that were now beginning to stir a storm within that dressing room.

Meanwhile, Ari spoke to her own lack of attention span for the life Yugi and Kimiko lived. Keeping track of time-related occurrences that never happened in chronological order was quite the chore initially, but it seemed so free-flowing now. Someone like Ari didn't need to concern herself with the extra thoughts as such. "No worries; the rest of you have enough on your plates. We've got the timey-wimey stuff covered," he stated confidently. Less confident, however, was his reaction to the robot uprising they spoke of on Uranus. It wasn't so cut-and-dry, as most things weren't... but the caveats of this particular event were bothersome to many. "Yeah, it should be mostly fine. Oh, and totally absolutely definitely unrelated... make sure they've established a proper life and death cycle sooner rather than later, yeah?" he requested. Moving on from that, there were far more immediately imperative things such as Ari busying her hands. Hers was an interesting method of progress one couldn't resist acknowledging. He didn't speak about it, but his resting expression while watching told all necessary tales. If that didn't... surely an incessantly throbbing member would. Though perhaps that physical reaction had something to do with her interest in his recent request. The private show he asked about was one thing, but the other... apparently depended on the crowd present. Not one to avoid something incredible, he'd have to be selective about potential viewers then. "The crowd would be... us four here, or at least some of us. As for the rest, how about this? I'll limit the party to whoever you're comfortable with as part of the crowd. If you'll do it for a select few, give me your list and it's done~" Yugi agreed easily. "I'll even take a private show on your terms if you're keen to put one on. Fair?"

Kimiko remained in the middle of a conversation while also having a thick cock rammed down her throat, in the dressing room of a men's clothing shop. At the same time she was relaying information about a time in which she performed the sex act 69 between two incarnations of herself. Of course, Kazuhiko claimed such a thing was on his list.... and wondered where he had been when such an event took place. He also specified that he didn't count anything Kimiko did as Sakura to fit the criteria she mentioned. "Iia, I wasn't counting Saku-chan, though that does happen," she said knowing Kazuhiko had been there for a few such moments. "No, one time I dressed myself and Miki as French Maids, we were doing some cleaning and ended up doing some cleaning... that version of me is too soft to not tease~" she mentioned. In his excitement he was moving around more vigorously, kicking up a storm which was being compressed by density as Kimiko swallowed down on his throat and appreciated the extra physicality of the moment. He was always worth appreciating for exactly this moment. Such was doing quite a bit for her already and her loins were currently soaking her bikini bottoms as she accepted his treatment.

Meanwhile, Ari was being told not to worry about the details. Time travel and all of its, minor issues weren't something for the normal people who had to live moment to moment to worry about. Yugi and Kimiko were willing to take such a thing onto themselves and that was something everyone could rest easy while knowing. The confidence of his sense of responsibility towards time-travel and its caveats made for acceptance. "Hai, I'll leave it to you," she offered casually. Still his confidence waivered a bit when he spoke of Uranus and the future robot problem. Specifically he said it wasn't connected but mentioned the need for an established death cycle on that planet before anything else took place. "Uh-huh, when you say it like that, I have to assume robots are more alive than anyone would like to admit. That doesn't bother me but... I'll make sure that happens for them," she said of making sure they attained death mechanics. Though a person who dealt deaths quite frequently she didn't have a direct bit of control, so... it would be an asked for or delegated task in this case. All the while she kept her inspection with an occasional lick or two in response to those throbs. The number of men who seemed interested in the way she treated their manhood specifically was something surprising. "Ara... interested as always~" she mused as she heard his request and thought it over. "If I am thinking of the guest list, you four are always fine, so are the Jovians in general, the red Martian, Hiru is fine too, Egyptians are also always great for parties... and also," she paused before speaking almost not wanting to say something. "My brother and his wife, I'd do plenty in front of that group," she punctuated that statement with a long lick from the base of his shaft up to the tip while she continued to fondle him. "If a private dance is an option the rest of the list can be a bit more flexible, big parties do happen from time to time," she commented letting more information about her current space in time become free for his use. It didn't escape her notice that there were some caveats about the Jovians in general, at least partially having to do with the girl 'sleeping'.

Speaking of sleeping a group of Mikos were... casually bathing. After several rounds of scrubbing backs, washing hair, and small conversations and playfulness. It seemed the first stress and the emergency of Miko's arrival and been rubbed out quite a bit. So much so that she was currently leaning in a deep exceedingly hot bath with her head laid back and her eyes closed. She was softly speaking about her current problem and why she was being emotional. "It wasn't just that he said no... he called me here. He put me in this younger form of me and is punishing me for it. I don't think that part is fair..." Miko mentioned. "Yeah, but is it like a hard no, or is it like a not right now no. Like you still haven't explained why he called up anyone else, if you were already paired off," excited one mentioned while resting her own head back against a pillar. "Yes this information is important. Because we are still you, we understand why you feel dejected. And I am sure most of us would back you up if you're actually being rejected or challenged right now," the calm one mentioned while allowing just her feet to dangle into the heated water. "Hm, oh right. He called her up to ask her about a party he is planning..." Miko finally mentioned. "And what are you not invited?" asked the fiery redhead from her side with her feathers drooping due to heat. "Well, when we were talking about it yeah, but who knows when that is going to be... I might not even be the one going to the party at all. Should I have to suffer for a me from some other point in time?" she mentioned still pouting. "But you also might be? Isn't it worth making sure you aren't going to be included before you punish him for excluding you extra? Punishments should fit crimes and all that..." the one with the chipper but mature voice mentioned. Miko supposed under this logic she might be jumping to conclusions. There was a great deal of unknown information included she was currently invited to the party. But if it wasn't her and she was simply being punished after she'd helped out she'd be completely justified in anything she did. At the same time... if it wasn't what she thought it was and she acted too hastily she'd definitely end up completely excluded. Thinking about it while calm, she realized she'd been being bratty, but it was easy to react that way without all the information, even now she didn't have it all. "We aren't saying you can't be angry or that your feelings are invalid. We are just saying you should verify all the pieces before making any rash decisions that you can't take back..." the elafia had the final word which Miko heard and nodded to. She'd thought a long time before now that she'd listen to herself, she didn't know when this entire council intervention had started, but... it was quite useful for working through an overflow of emotions. If she was being honest, she'd definitely made a few rash decisions even as just her normal self... if all of them suffered from a lack of clarity when they were in charge, it was best to trust one of the ones outside of it for advice.

As Kimiko continued speaking, she gave only more bothersome information about her 'selfcest' event. She'd separated herself from an Avatar that looked like a blonde version of herself, and done a bit of cosplay... as two French maids. The contrast between that Avatar and herself was one thing, but the choice of dress was another. Kazuhiko was outright slamming his dick into her throat, drenched and weighted balls slapping the girl's chin by the time he thought past the distracting mental images enough to respond. "What the hell, Ishy?! You did a French maid thing, and didn't invite me?! You know that's in my top five!" he exclaimed. "Did you make it a bubble? If it's a bubble, I want it!" he demanded beyond all else.

Artoria's assumption was not exactly an assumption at all. The robots they discussed were far more than mechanical parts. He knew she was unbothered when it came to killing, whether robots, people, monsters or... most creatures. His warning had nothing to do with a moral compass, but he knew better than most what it was like to deal with a planet of the dead ─ one that had no built-in mechanics to cycle souls. No one should have to deal with that. That didn't matter here and now, though. What did matter, was Ari being right twice ─ the second time regarding his interest. How could he be anything but interested in the moment? "Hardly room to be anything else. You've got such a thing for doing this in the middle of a casual conversation, it's like a tick. It's cute~" he surmised about her approach to 'servicing' another. How many times had he been hanging out with this one, chatting up a storm just to find her inspecting and tending to his dick at random? Tending to a shaft the way she tended swords and the like had long since become one of her most endearing qualities, even if it typically accompanied callousness toward said shaft's owner. Though... there was always a chance he was an exception, or one of few to know of this? He'd never bothered to find out. Whatever the case, a party list had been established to allow a show of the highest quality. Yugi could settle for that even if no one else came along. What was that last mention, though? Oh no. Before anything like a private dance happened here and now, the future had to be discussed... and so did the past due to that mention of Ari's brother. "So it did get to you. I'm not judging. Between the two of us, they got me too, a long time ago. Kind of weird though, isn't it? I didn't think you'd go for uh... that kind of night," he said carefully, knowing that brother of hers to be reported as a... different sort of partner to the group he often associated with. Maybe another theory of his held more weight than previously assumed?

The amount of fun Kimiko was currently having was quite high. The fact that she could have her face abused with such reckless abandon by simply sharing a few words was always one of Kazuhiko's more amusing qualities. She didn't ever have to do too much, she could say within the realm of being cute and subtly manipulate the situation at hand. In this particular case simply mentioning a few key words, seemed to leave the lad forgetting himself. She felt the slap of his sac against her chin as he moved within her throat. French Maids were in his top five? She was at least casually aware of this fact, how could she not invite him? Well... that as a slightly more complicated issue, regardless she was getting more of what she wanted by teasing him with the ideas, so she'd keep doing it. "Well, French maid is a pretty common thing to do... of course I gave it a try. You might be over-reacting~" she mused almost cheekily a hint of smugness creeping into her visage. "Would I make something like that a bubble? It doesn't seem like it needed one, surely you don't want something like that~" she said in a snarky tone as she accepted the rough treatment enough to feel the collapse of her walls around nothing as she orgasmed. It was always fun provoking people like Kazuhiko so she'd keep doing it.

Meanwhile, Ari was having pointed out, her natural state of caring. Her busy hands and need for tactile stimulation often left her doing things with her hands while engaged in casual conversation. In one life, any casual situation would have seen her pulling apart and cleaning a gun while she spoke of her day and experiences. In another, a casual conversation with a sword she cleaned while it couldn't answer her was another. In this one... well, she'd find herself casually inspecting and caring for a cock the way she would a sword, even if the person attached to it, was an outright annoyance to her. Still, such an oddity of her personality in this case was called, cute. Emerald blazing eyes would soon be contrasted by a blushing face and a slightly terse expression, "This is not the sort of thing to call me cute over," she stated abruptly. "The audacity of this one," she murmured before returning her attention to the place it belonged most. As for a thing that did get to her, there was a bit of an oddity among Ari and her most direct family member, but it wasn't the sort of thing she talked about in most situations. As for the kind of night that particular male could provide it was a bit different from the original thought, "It's kind of weird that I ended up caught up in it, but not too odd at all when one considers how this vessel came to be..." she said with a little sigh. "I know you aren't judging, and it isn't the type of night I go for... it actually started off as an annoyance I maintain because of that wife of his and his softness," she explained in a roundabout way. "I got annoyed watching and it spiraled out of control. But then once something starts... you know how it is, it creates an itch that needs a specific kind of answer," she concluded. "Actually that is a bit embarrassing isn't it? But you get it..." she said still mostly talking to his cock. If one did any odd amount of intimacy with a family member, the line which blurred once magic was introduced was not one which was easy to clean up, nor did it seem like the sort of thing which required it.

Speaking of cleaning up, Miko had come to a few conclusions. And with her council of selves, found calm and decided rather handedly to put off any revenge until it was rightfully earned. "I really did need that time to think..." she mused softly. "Yeah, I know what you mean... admittedly, sometimes I need to think less but we don't have to do it alone," said the elafia while waving around to all of them. "Indeed, even those of us who spend most of our time thinking have our thoughts clouded occasionally by emotional disturbance. It seems to be a core part of our beings," mentioned that same calm one who was currently behind Miko holding her head in a lap which molded to her neck like memory foam. "Yeah, but we'd want it to be an endearing trait, not a negative one, so... we decided it was best if we made some consults when we're feeling particularly emotional, whether that emotion is positive or negative. This is your first time in one of these since you're our central self," mentioned the excitable one. "Yeah, but it seems to be working out pretty well, even I need to be stopped from time to time," mentioned the redhead. "I know we all agreed to let what our faces do individually be mostly our own business, but does that mean you've all been on an emotional bender and no one told me?" Miko asked of her selves. "Not a bender per se, instead each of us seems to have a few crash out moments, we'll call it that," the melodic one mentioned almost sheepishly. There was obviously a story there, as Miko's eyes opened an her head turned to look at each of the ones present, it would seem that most were looking a bit sheepish right at the moment. Everyone present apparently had a moment or two they'd ratheer not discuss directly.

Right this moment, it seemed Kazuhiko was just at the mercy of Kimiko's antics. He was fully aware what the chance of that was, but it didn't matter. Knowledge of her methods didn't make her stop, after all. She argued that French maids were a common enough trope that she obviously had to try. Did that mean he was overreacting though? Absolutely not. She knew herself to be one of his favorite people to look at under any situation, and she knew what he thought about the French maid look. Not telling him about it until now was downright criminal. Surely he came to mind... right? "Rude!" was all he could say initially. Kimiko argued the purpose of making a 'bubble' around that scene, but never did she say there wasn't one. She did, however, present the idea that he wouldn't want something like that. The more he thought about the fact that she was only trying to get a rise out of him, the more she succeeded in doing so. Ravaging her face certainly wasn't enough anymore; he had to do something far more intense. "Goddamnit you know I want it and I know you've got it! But fine! Ass, now!" he demanded, albeit not without thrusting to the deepest reaches of her throat yet again. This time, he'd do so while depositing a mere sample of seed where he found rest.

Back on the floating carpet, another sort of priceless reaction of a different nature was occurring. Yugi counted himself among a rare few who had, and would, see this particular face reddened from within. For her to say her current behavior was no reason to call her cute, she was certainly adding to the overall cuteness with such a reaction. Further going on to address his member about some audacity, was cuter still as what seemed to be some sort of escape tactic. "Even if it wasn't then, it definitely is now. That's one of the cutest reactions across space-time, I guarantee," he argued confidently. "Honestly, it riles me up more than most things," he added. There would be a strange segue a few moments later. Strange turns of events led many toward endeavors once thought impossible, immoral, and even repulsive. He was a victim, and so too was she... and all of it was fine. Stranger still though, was how Ari took such a path at all. Her third or fourth cycle as an individual involved some odd circumstances he knew of, but still... her brother? Even if it made sense how she reached that point, he couldn't imagine the execution after his own involvement with that group. "I completely understand the annoyance. Guin's got the kind of body and attitude that demand a certain amount of... err... absolute disrespect, I'll say. Too much heart, not enough degen. But hey... it makes room for guys like me, so who am I to judge?" he wondered aloud. "But you know all about that part; you cause the same effect. So, did you ever actually scratch that itch? Because I've been dealing with one of my own since I decided to call you."

Kimiko's antics were ones which she always used. Like many she saw no reason to change herself after achieving true acceptance. What was more, since her antics worked so well, she'd had time to perfect them over time. In this case, she'd dangled something rather simple in front of Kazuhiko, just the thought of a pair of her existences in French Maid outfits and it was enough to have him using her face and abusing her throat. "How am I rude?" she questioned almost sweetly. There was a distinct contrast between her tone and cadence and the roughness being presented but that was always necessary. Still her teasing seemed to be even more worthwhile than she thought, a demand was made along with the idea that she knew what he wanted. He wanted that experience and she'd already told him what she wanted, and now he was apt to give it to her. Still, she'd end up swallowing as he came to rest within her throat after a particularly powerful thrust. Kimiko's hips were shaking gently as a demand was made and her core tightened as she knew that she'd be getting exactly what she'd asked for. Kimiko would begin pulling back after she settled, leaving his cock slathered in a mixture of her saliva and whatever was left the expulsion that she didn't swallow. Just the same she looked up at him afterwards with a grin on her face. "If that's what you want~" she said nicely before getting up to turn around. She'd present her ass in its entirety those soaked bottoms in the way but seeming to stretch over her folds and exposing the pinkness of her asshole through and around that fabric. She shook her bottom in the air as she bent over in front of him, peeking back as she planted her hands on the floor. "Like this? Or did you have something else in mind?" she asked as if she truly didn't know what kind of thing he was looking for.

At the same time, the distracted conversation between Yugi and Ari continued on. It would seem he found her reaction to his words, cute and he was content to keep speaking on it, after she'd all but dismissed it. It was apparently made more cute by Ari's reaction and her apparently failed trial at deflection. "You can stop at any time," Ari mentioned seeming apt to deflect. There were many things she was, but being called cute tended to bring out something in her she still wasn't prepared to face even now. Still the knowledge that this supposed cuteness riled him up was something to keep, a weapon to be used at some other point. Obviously cuteness did something for others... knowing that it was among her arsenal for this man was exploitable. Maybe not now, but sometime later. "Whatever..." she managed still seemingly huffy but that fire in her eyes seeming to burn with untold amounts of purity. As they moved on in conversation, it would seem that her hands remained busy, moving along his shaft, treating his entirety to her attention while she casually discussed even what could be considered her most degenerate act as a being. A flicker of her tongue occurred as she heard out his words and she seemed to agree as well, "Absolute disrespect is the best description I've heard," she gave her agreement only to continue her work. "Yes, but there is a certain itch I have to make sure there is a certain amount of balance achieved between them. It's worked out since then..." she said thoughtfully. As for anything about her and an itch. "My are not the type which truly fester, but... that doesn't mean I'd turn you down now," she said cheekily. If she was something that had been on his mind since his decision that sort of thing wouldn't be changing until it was fixed, such was the nature of higher order beings, she understood that now.

Meanwhile, Miko was finding out that her other selves, were basically being more mature than her by making sure that they had emotional support to keep them out of trouble. "I think I am happy that we've learned out how manage our own problems a bit better, and a bit disappointed that I didn't know about this," Miko said as she sighed. The calm analytical one had taken to massaging that girl's temples in her lap while she relaxed in the tub. "It isn't like that, the stop only happens if someone's emotional dissonance is too high. Yours hasn't gotten that bad since we've started this so you've only shown up here now," that one explained the lack of knowledge. "And now that you've been through it, it's likely you'll be called upon whenever someone else needs a chill moment... " said the red one with one eye finally opening. "Still we can't take all the credit, we didn't come up with this idea alone or anything. We brainstormed this solution..." the excited one mentioned. "Sou ka, good job mes. Helping to make sure we don't all fly off the handle too much. I know we can be a bit too much sometimes, thanks," Miko said softly to her other selves. "I was just thinking earlier that I haven't been getting to enjoy skinship as much lately as I would like. I did win a bet I was going to say I wanted a big skinship day as my victory condition... this moment makes me think that is an even better idea," she mentioned which only made them all smile and nod. "SKINSHiP♪!~" they all chimed together.

How was it rude of Ashikaga Kimiko to do something French with another version of herself, without thinking to call the French king who sat atop a planet? That question couldn't be answered with words, if only because it didn't make sense to Kazu as a question at all. As such, he wouldn't even try. Kazuhiko resolved himself to make progress, and that progress involved... simply, the other demand of Kimiko's which he now viewed as a necessity for self-relief. Upon pulling her head away from his cock, she spoke as if it was an answer to his desire. He knew what it really was. She knew what it really was. It was a trap, and Kazu would be stomping on it to ensnare his own leg of his own volition... mostly. Kimiko's ass on display revealed her own progression toward this leg of the journey. More importantly, he could see his target even past fabric which would henceforth be ignored entirely. Did he have something else in mind? Well, now that she asked, there were a few alterations worth making. "Don't act like this isn't a setup. But if you're gonna ask, spread your legs... or bring them all the way in? Or... lift one? I don't fucking know; there's too much to want!" he complained.

According to Ari, Yugi could stop at any time. She'd even chosen such an adorable way to deflect. How would Yugi respond? "You could make me, if you think you can~" he stated. She could use whatever 'weapons' she thought to have against him, and exploit whatever she saw fit. The end result was certain enjoyment either way. "Alternatively, you can keep doing that thing where you're cute and seductive at the same time. I can tell you it's definitely a stronger weapon for you than Excalibur," he assured, meaning it wholly in regards to anything used against himself. Regarding the one called Guin and Ari's circumstantial incestuous encounter, he wasn't even sure which to address first... so he blended both clauses. "Disrespect can be balance. Guin always makes me want to scratch her itch right there in their bedroom, whether he's there or not. I even thought about doing it in a way that could put the fire under his ass. Y'know, before someone like your husband does it. Buuut... I'm also a bit too much. Someone else would have to do that, to be safe," he explained. Of course, what Yugi didn't mention was the fact that he'd gone through with that plan in a few separate realities. Never did it work out for the best, but such was the point of doing things in other timelines. As for Ari's 'itch' which allegedly did not fester, she did claim there was no interest in turning down his offer. They had time, based on the tidbits Yugi heard from the dressing room. "Ball's in your court then, Queen. Rules?"

Kimiko was putting herself in a prime position to be taken. Her question, though unanswered was apparently one which was considered. Kazuhiko was the biggest deal king in France's history. The truth of the matter was, she definitely knew why he was upset while thinking he wasn't included in that day's festivities. "Would I set someone up? I don't think that's very me~" Kimiko said as if she was completely innocent this day. Of course her question was a setup, but Kazuhiko's answer as he stared at her ass was one which she needed to hear. He griped that there was too much to want, spread her legs, close them, lift one? Well... "Sou ka, that's quite a lot, but I'm feeling generous today~" she claimed with a wicked little smirk spreading across her face. The first thing she would do would be to straight up a bit, she'd bring both of her legs together while remaining bent over. She'd await penetration like this while allowing a space to form for him to properly find is way into her rear in those underwear of hers. That little list of his would be kept in mind as they progressed and she'd make sure to touch each and every point while he pummeled her ass, whenever they built up to that. Not one to wait too long she leaned back a bit to make sure he could fully dive in when he was ready.

Meanwhile, a casual conversation was still occurring between Ari and Yugi. This one about her apparent cuteness. He challenged her to stop him from calling her cute, but was that really necessary? No, she needed to see the full use of this weapon of hers to learn proper utility. Those who abused their own cuteness had much more practice with it and she'd be learning that skill a bit later in life. "Hm, do you hear him? It's like he doesn't know I usually respond violently to flattery~" she said still talking to his manhood periodically. If he found this both cute and seductive, she wouldn't be the one to argue the point. He could enjoy, she'd allow it. Still there was the matter of her brother's wife and the balance which could be achieved between absolute respect and disrespect. "I do understand that more than most... and it definitely cannot be him. That doesn't end well I know that with certainty. But I may be having a stroke of genius..." she said giving thought to why ones like her husband and Yugi shouldn't be the ones to help light the fire, perhaps there was far better kindling at hand, one that wouldn't end disastrously for her younger brother. There was one who could potentially do what was asked of him, a warrior of a different breed who could do what was needed. That would be a conversation to have at a later time. For now the ball was in her court, and though she had no itch that needed scratching there were a few in the solar system that she wouldn't turn down, even after getting what she came for, "First thing's first... I am not doing this completely for my own amusement. These hellos are supposed to come with refreshments," she said as she went back to having her tongue and mouth work a bit more directly. "After that... I wouldn't mind being bent over that counter, the idea is still quite good, I'll admit, and we finish up by the time they do..." she claimed as far as her general rules were concerned. Yes that was quite enough for a simple meeting.

In the meantime, a long bath would continue to be such, but given the placement of her body, the background noise of the shop was still fairly prevalent now. She'd have to keep an eye on that to know when to wake, but she did at least fully intend to keep herself busy for the time being. "I keep that one firm so we can experience it again... wouldn't want to lose it," she committed to the idea of sharing her skinship prize with everyone when it rolled along. "Still I think I should behave myself by staying here for a while, stories? New adventures... new dicks? Anyone found something fun I don't know about yet?" Miko asked of the group. "I found a forest dweller who's quite interesting..." the analytical one mentioned. "Oh! Me too! I'll share..." such was how the day for these ones would continue for a while yet, with Miko enjoying the gentle murmur of her other selves and their active adventures.

Lies and deception passed Kimiko's lips with no less ease than her natural breathing. This was not the first time she'd set him or anyone else up, and it absolutely wouldn't be the last. It didn't matter, though; Kazu had no problem with being goaded into action by one such as her. After all, he had many reasons back home to do the same. This sort of occurrence was semi-regular with or without Kimiko's involvement. In this case however, there was an extra air of foreboding. What sort of alteration would Kimiko have herself in, given his apparent list of preferences for the session? Well, she claimed to be feeling generous. One could assume all things were options as such, but first came the closing of her legs as well as some distance between her ass and Kazuhiko himself. "So bitchy," he murmured. Right away, the clicking of his thumb could be heard a dozen times over. Kazu's other hand was simultaneously used to guide his dick toward that puckered hole. He'd soon be forcing his way in, even without shifting that fabric aside. Either it would naturally shift around his cock, be broken, or... push inward along with him. Kazuhiko wasn't concerned with the outcome; he was laser-focused on stretching Kimiko's anal walls and venting any frustration he had in doing so.

All the while, Yugi was being completely disregarded in favor of his own cock... again. She did like to respond violently when flattered to uncomfortable levels, but much like her own mate in most realities, Yugi had a thing for that. "Eyes front, knight lady. I'm always up for some violence, but let's at least bang it out first... and after♥~" he flirted shamelessly. Perhaps he couldn't go all-out with Guin, but this woman was one among few who could handle it. Of course, ever-growing as he was, that logic hadn't been tested in a modern experiment. "You are at star state for me, right? Depending on your answer, we might have to make a new universe sometime around the party," he warned to express his intent. Her alleged stroke of genius was something Yugi didn't comment on. Perhaps he knew the outcome? Perhaps he shared those previous words with purpose. Whatever the answer, he wouldn't divulge any additional information. This wasn't about Guin, anyone's brother, anyone's husband or anyone's anything. This was a reunion, a quick friendly exchange to occur before a very busy event. All Yugi needed was the 'rules' that were soon to be established, albeit not without mention of refreshments. "Refreshments, straight to being bent over a counter? What, putting the dance off until later? If you are... I hope that's the Avalon version of that outfit," he said, conveniently avoiding the topic of when they'd finish in relation to the others. That one wasn't something to be guaranteed one way or the other. Ari's 'refreshments' were a certainty, though. "Anyway, refreshments? It's always fun hearing it that way from you. But maybe I'll hold out on purpose? Who knows♥~" he said in a way that may or may not be familiar to this version.

Lies and deception were the bread and butter for a proper business person. Kimiko, avoided telling the sort of lies which were bad for business, but a bit of open manipulation and trapping people into doing things you wanted were fair game in her world. It was something you agreed to when you sat at the table, if you couldn't bluff your way through an exchange you deserved to be sorted, and if you couldn't be forced into doing something gently, a little force was also fine. Kazuhiko was the type who could do both. He'd exploited Kimiko's weaknesses earlier so she saw her current activity as nothing more than returning the favor. He commented that she was bitchy, "And all of you love it," she said with the kind of confidence that could only exist in a certain kind of woman. All the frustration she'd forced upon him, was given back to her, culminating in a push forward between her cheeks which didn't even move her underwear out of the way before it started. There was always a certain eagerness in this kind of exchange which she found herself looking forward to with supreme purpose. For the first little bit that string between her cheeks seemed to stretch, only a few moments after as proper progress began, did it snap, creating a hole to match leaving only the friction of the outside. Kimiko began to feel it in truth in that moment, her loins still dripping and her tongue hanging out of her mouth as it began properly. Even so, she seemed quite amused. "Aaaah♥!~ That's a good one~" Kimiko breathed and seemed to relax. Whenever he made his way fully inside, the first of the shifts would occur with her legs sliding out to the sides gently, with no care for gravity as she could always float if she wanted to, it would simply allow for the further tightening up on his cock within the density of her ass.

Meanwhile, a comment was given in response to Ari's most recent deflection which drew her eyes up and had her glaring at the lad in front of her. "You're playing with fire, you know that right?" she asked of him. A more modern scenery would allow her to do something much more modern when she was feeling odd about things. Admittedly this one was among the more deviant and seemed to enjoy the amount of violence she occasionally dished out. "Before and after? That sounds like a commitment," she said with a roll of her eyes. Still her mouth worked at his shaft while he asked about her nature in their combination. "Yes, I do have that state for you..." she said casually. Such a development wasn't too old in their case, but it seemed that they were finally moving on as she gave her rules of engagement. There was a claim of going from refreshments straight to being bent over a counter implying a skip of a dance or rather putting it off until later, with the ideation of a different outfit. "Hm, well... I was under the impression that there were time constraints. A little dance now would be fine I suppose... I'll even be magninmous enough to give another later if the results are worth it," she claimed with a cheeky smirk. As for withholding her hand moving along his shaft continued with purpose and her eyes came back to his what came from her mouth was a scoff. "You will cum when you are supposed to..." she mentioned having a dagger suddenly appear in her unoccupied hand and at his throat within a second of her decision. "Don't test me when I was planning to be nice today..." she added while her mouth still played around the tip of his cock. "Now!" that was a demand as she closed her mouth around the tip of his cock and began moving it back further intending to drink from the tap so to speak.