Charles Patricius

Kazuhiko's life had taken many turns during this time period. Today, with these new visions of future dealings, he'd have one of the biggest turns yet ─ possibly ever. That one sentence spoken by Kimiko would remain in his past self's memory for a very long time, even to the time of his current incarnation. He could see the moment of their first reunion changing in his memory as the thrusts kept going, as the camera kept rolling, and as the mana kept flowing. Late though it was, Kazu managed to verbalize a thought after everything settled in his head. "Atta gal! You know what you get with that attitude♥~" he mentioned. Kazu would go on to deliver a few more minutes of hip work and mana, but alas... he'd eventually have little enough left in this body that the final phase required conservation to execute properly. At that point, he'd be out of Kimiko's rear, standing leaned against the dressing room wall. One hand still held that phone in place, but the other... well, that one was probably under Kimiko's chin for a moment that often ended these exchanges.

The time had also come for Artoria Pendragon to sing a slightly different tune. Yugi had already teased the idea of double penetration in the beginning of their conversation, but even he didn't think it would actually come about for this session. When buttons were pressed, though... responses were necessary. Ari, as he called her, had buttons that were easy to press while also being a habitual presser of others' buttons. Which had been the specific cause this time? It didn't matter. Being plugged twice had taken the stoic blonde from a state of lashing out to one far more palatable. Twice over did Yugi throb within her, spreading his essence across her very soul and swelling against her internal walls. "Well... if that's what you want, anything for you, Ari♥~" he flirted shamelessly as an outright buckshot of fluid was loosed in each of her holes, each carrying the magical force of a planet. "All you had to do was say so~"

The changes to the timeline of this particular place were a bit more nuanced than others. With its status things that were 'different' became 'as they always were'. It was a strange thing to know and take note of, but regardless of the changes, Kimiko would not be worried about whether it should or shouldn't exist. Her personal past, present and future were... anomalous so oddities within them didn't matter as much. Besides there was something much greater taking place here, and that was her, being filled and given an excessive amount of everything. The lateness of Kazuhiko's response, barely registered to her in the first place, no... because he also came with praise and more pushes which had her reeling before she orgasmed again and was left below. Soon enough he was holding her chin in one hand and his phone in the other, there were quite a few moments like this which decorated their past together, maybe even their first experience together ended similarly. She was soon looking up at him, mouth open as she acknowledged the worlds spoken to her, "I get it all, in excess, Ouki♥~" Kimiko stated as she waited for the end results., expectant was Kimiko with those still pulsing spades visible in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Artoria was being given, technically what she asked for, even though she might have once argued the point of the semantics. Oh well, two filled holes which would go on to be filled in both holes a throbbing sensation preceding it leading her to moan pleasantly. Still, he flirted with her during this while giving her something she could experience wholly. "Uggh♥!~" was the sound given. "I did say!" that was all he was going to get out of her. Such was her own method of falling apart in front of people. But what about that spread. Well, all of the versions of herself that were experiencing various orgasms were all in their spread at least, feeling what Ari did. Of course there was an exception to that, an odd one. The version of herself closest to this point in time had been sleeping for the day, she'd not risen just yet. Here and now, her consciousness was being pulled through its connection to the planet of origin of the black haired pair and would be, consciously squirming as she came into being. Her hand reaching for a weapon not readily within her grasp as her body experienced something that it wasn't at all used to. It was something her elder self didn't have complete consciousness over, given her own current mental state.

Finally, satisfaction had been achieved. Kazu's current consciousness could hardly fathom the idea of meeting with this girl and not putting his best foot forward in the name of debauchery. How could he do anything less? So long ago did those spades first appear in her eyes. Some others had been seen over countless years as well, but each addition simply added to the urge to do all he could. Kazuhiko had a number of wives at home, sure, but... those weren't the only ones, especially with someone like Kimiko existing and leaving herself available. Such nostalgia filled his mind as he stared down into those spade eyes. In excess, she claimed of her 'reward' of the day. "As always," he replied. After saving so much mana, it was time to let it go just as he let go of Kimiko's chin to take his dick in hand. Kazuhiko aimed, and... 'firing' wasn't quite the word. A floodgate opened within him, and out poured the liquid torrent of mana that had accumulated in his past self's body. It did manage to be more than what he could have managed in this era, but... that much mana didn't need to remain in this time period at all, surely. A bit of extra waste from his own past would only help him become what he was now.

Meanwhile, Artoria was proving herself to be the genuine article once again, as she always had and always would. The Great Ones, as they were often called, could never truly be imitated. One had to understand the act of reading between lines to truly pick up this one's meaning. As it happened, the uttered moan before a claim removed any need for thought. Yugi was satisfied with this outcome. He'd seen her shift this way and that way, and he'd seen her settle more properly. Sometimes the default settings were preferable to mods, as many gamers understood. "Yeah you did!" he agreed emphatically as the shadows closed fully around them. What happened? Perhaps Yugi took things a bit far. When he saw her reaching, he also felt something all too familiar. More than one of her resided here presently, but only one of them actually belonged. The danger he once considered was apparent. Still, Yugi had no reason to pull out while still leaking into her holes. "Oh... uhh... good morning?" he said, recognizing a peculiar habit that seemed to be showing in its original form.

Satisfaction was indeed something which was achieved on both sides. Now all that was left, was the excess. Kimiko wasn't the type of person who took only what she needed. She was a truly greedy person and would take as much as she liked, whenever she liked. Kazuhiko was one of a few individuals who made himself available and had the type of personality which would allow her to do exactly that. Right now, she was to be receiving, rough treatment, destruction and an excessive meal. Soon enough, he aimed, and released, she looked up into his face, watching as her mouth caught the most of it. A spill of delightful almond flavored energy was what she received, though there was a hint of something more. And as she consumed, she ate messily, her face and chest also getting some of that particular 'sauce' upon it. Still, she seemed quite pleased. Several rounds of swallowing later, and she opened her mouth, with just a bit remaining on her tongue, she showed her face as her tongue extended and licked quite a bit off her lips before smiling up at him with smug satisfaction. "Gouchisousamadeshita♥~" she commented afterwards. Still she wasn't quite ready to move yet, nor clean up the mess, it was part of what was enjoyable about this sort of thing.

While that happened, a certain ending happened for Artoria. One which led her back to her more normalized self, with... two of her holes plugged and being spilled into. Of course, but no thing with Yugi could be called normal or average. Instead, while Artoria tried to recover she found herself face to face with a younger version of herself. Reaching for a gun she didn't have in a pair of little black gym shorts and a spaghetti strapped tank top. Shoulder length golden blond hair was disheveled by sleep and she was now scrambling moving around and trying to gain her bearings. "Good morning? The fuck is going on here?!" she exclaimed seeing this sight and not knowing what to make of what looked like her mother and a random black haired man having sex in the middle of a dark space over what appeared to be some broken counter. Yeah, none of this made sense. "I went to sleep in a luxury hotel last night, there is no way I drank this much..." she muttered aiming to grab up a nearby piece of debris to arm herself. All the while a certain brown haired girl had quietly pulled herself from her dreamscape to watch the current show. Quietly shifting positions so she could lie on her stomach and watch with her hands propped up under her chin.

Perfection. If Kazuhiko had to describe the day he was having, he'd call it... utter perfection. He couldn't even tell what was better between living the event, or remembering it and the associated video for eons. Whatever the case, he wasn't going to miss the current sight with either eyes nor camera. Ashikaga Kimiko was to this world's Japan what his second wife was to her own homeland, and both were so very similar in situations like this. Covered in spunk and consuming it by the gulp, he had to say... it may have been the best kind of sight ever. Basking in it was the only option, even as he leaned against that wall to catch his breath. The camera had to be stopped... but first, he had to stop tapping the photo button with his thumb ─ something he'd been doing in the middle of the video feed for some time. "Haah-ahh... I remember... enjoying that... way too much," he said, even recalling a fair amount of private time he once found necessary.

Yugi wasn't going to extricate himself from Artoria for any reason. Of course, the appearance of her other self from the current timeline was not even cause enough for him to do so. Even as this variant sought weaponry which gave her some form of comfort, he merely stared in her direction while throbbing with purpose inside her future self. As for her opening question, Yugi figured there was only one real answer. "Mostly fucking, but also a spatial and temporal paradox. A bit of lament as well, I guess," he said, adding to the original clause his own dissatisfaction. The one called Hoshimi Eri was here, but he couldn't make use of happenstance the way he normally did. This one couldn't be wooed into bedding during an event that also involved her future self; even he couldn't fix that nightmare. Either way, Yugi seemed content to grope the more mature one's ass and continue casually grinding away at her insides ─ interruptions be damned. "You didn't drink that much. Emi and your mother probably did, but not you."

Kimiko and her sister had quite a lot in common, given this... she wouldn't be at all surprised by any likeness between them in moments like this. Of course, she would still be enjoying her meal, but eventually Kazuhiko would be speaking about the nature of the things he was enjoying. "Nothing wrong with that, Ouki♥~ Enjoy me anytime♥~" Kimiko murmured with a flirt inserted. In truth, she'd heard how important such things were to him, and made sure to allow him such things from her when he wished for them. His remembered enjoyment whether new or old, was well worth the investment of time and energy. And actually getting what she wanted out of this situation was the best possible result of summoning him into his own body. These younger versions of the pair were simply missing a few key personality upgrades, they weren't so far behind in other ways... was what Kimiko thought while she finished the snack on her lips and face and breathed a sigh of ultimate relaxation, her body basically going a bit limp afterwards.

At the same time, Yugi's oopsie was playing out in front of him and Artoria. Actually, the younger version of her, Hoshimi Eri, was very obviously feeling antagonized by being here. She seemed to have a very no-nonsense attitude about the situation, wanting to know what was going on. She'd immediately armed herself and began the process of figuring the whole of this situation out, but what she was told, simply didn't make sense. He claimed that they were mostly fucking but also apparently messing with time and space in some way... that wasn't logical. "That is a lot of nonsensical bullshit!" she spat out. Waking up early, no coffee no real weapon and seeing this kind of crap was not at all on her list. She'd fully planned to wake up, have her coffee and then... go on about her day. The rest of this wasn't at all what she wanted to deal with nor did she want to think about what her mom was doing in this situation. Apparently he knew enough about her to say she wouldn't have drank enough to be dreaming of something like this, her mother and younger sister on the other hand... were different stories entirely. "Knows me and my family, but if this was a weird dream, I definitely would have a gun. I definitely wouldn't imagine some random guy fucking my mom, I don't like this," she claimed while still pointing that broken piece of counter at the man. At the same time, Artoria was getting a good look at her base self from the third person perspective. She was cute, naïve and very angry. "Hm... this is a bit surreal," she thought over the point that she was actually quite difficult, it'd been quite a long time since she'd been this asexual murderess.

The more time Kazuhiko took to recuperate, the lower he felt himself getting. In due time, that slumping lean left him sitting sideways on the dressing room's bench. This body wasn't yet ready for what they'd been up to ─ at least not the kind of mana production it had been keeping up this day. No matter. It would all be worth it, he thought ─ even knew if only due to his own memories. Kimiko claimed he could enjoy her anytime. That wasn't his first time hearing such a line from her, but... it also was. Why? Well, Kazu hadn't ended the video just yet. He pressed the 'stop' button just after those words, establishing the final link between two versions of himself in relation to Ashikaga Kimiko. Once more, memories were shifting in his head, all dear and positive. "Oh... trust me, I will. You won't even know what hit you♥~" he flirted.

Much to Yugi's expectation, the form of Hoshimi Eri who knew nothing of magic wasn't taking his explanation very well. She deemed it all nonsensical without hesitation or consideration toward the reality she was in. He supposed it would be easy to discredit everything happening, tossing it under the umbrella of a dream. Alas, that was not the case. "Yeah, that's only the first of ten million times you're gonna say that kind of thing," he commented. As if to extend his comment to her future self as well, Yugi slapped the mature one's rear in that moment. "But damn, be a little more open-minded," he added. If nothing else, Eri had some functional logic to offer the situation. She shunned the idea of a dream simply because she didn't have a gun. How interesting. "It's not a dream. If you want a gun, though..." In that moment, a snap of Yugi's fingers transfigured that chunk of counter in Eri's hand into something with the appearance of an ornate flintlock pistol, ebony in color with gold embroidery and twin barrels... as well as a combat knife-like blade under the barrels. "There's a gun. You can even shoot me with it if you want." With that said, Yugi glanced down briefly at Artoria, who commented on the strangeness of this encounter. He shrugged even while the grinding continued. "There isn't that much of a difference. Going from one to the other is like undoing a seal without magic... mostly," he commented. "But in this case... I can't do that. Sad day. If I have a turn with her, multiple timelines are gonna be twisted a thousand ways to Sunday. Even I don't want that puzzle. Gonna need magic this time to get rid of some memories."

Kazuhiko had hit the lull in his own moment as well. It would seem his current body wasn't quite ready for what he'd been doing just yet, but his soul wouldn't be going without, that was good to know. Her little flirt was answered in kind and a lazy smile crossed Kimiko's face. If nothing else she could always appreciate this man's attitude, even when he was less than the self she knew best, he was absolutely going to be pretty hard on her in t his timeline. But that was probably for the best, figuring out the nature of their lives together was a rather arduous task. "That sounds intense, but always worth it♥~" Kimiko mentioned. Ah, well, even if such things were captured for his own reference in his future and past, she figured the difference made could be nothing negative, she definitely would have had some understanding of that sort of thing by the time the actions took place. Regardless, of the lad's dalliance into his personal past, she could rest easy having received exactly the thing she'd desired when coming across him on Jupiter.

At the same time, Yugi was busy dealing with an accidental summoning of a younger human version of Artoria Pendragon. Hoshimi Eri, wasn't a very flexible thinking person. She had some very specific guidelines she lived by and found most things to be outside of her general desires to know or understand. The smack delivered directly to the ass of her elder self was something which made both individuals gasp. "I will do what I want," claimed Eri which made Artoria chuckle. "Eh, I'm not mom, by the way..." she mentioned casually. Well, who else could she be? This not dream or maybe dream was already confusing enough. A gun suddenly materializing in her hands was one thing. "Not a dream... not my mom, not Emi or Rie wrong eye color, Kei? Is it that weird? Fucking hel..." she paused looking at the gun in hands she went on to inspect it properly. It was gorgeously made, well beyond anything she'd ever picked up and somehow it made her feel better. "Hello, aren't you fucking great?" she asked of the gun in her hands. She was even told she could shoot the man if she wanted to. "Yeah, answers first, gunshots later..." she said quickly pointing said gun right between his eyes. She would definitely shoot him, but she didn't take any changes about death. "In your travels assuming something similar has happened you should know exactly what I mean," Artoria claimed in response to the differences noticed about the self in hindsight. This wasn't about a shift for him, no it was about seeing herself that skepticism and blatant rejection. So young, so angry so different from what she'd eventually be, it was odd. "Well, if you have that kind of stance, there is only one thing to do. It's hardly sad..." Artoria claimed.

And so came a time of relaxation, at least within the changing room. Kazuhiko basked in his own fond memories that were technically new. In the meantime, Yugi was faced with memories that should have never been made: those of Hoshimi Eri. So contrary, so full of bark and bite alike was the queen yet to be. She'd do whatever she pleased, as he well knew. Of course, that came with a few mental loops leading to the most egregious assumption he'd ever heard. The elder blonde beneath Yugi was not her mother, not either of her sisters... so she thought it was some strange form of her brother? Yugi may have never been more aghast. "Uh, abso-fucking-lutely not, eww?!" he blurted without hesitation. "Not even in a dream, regardless of whose dream it is! I'll cuck him, but I won't fuck anything that could be considered a 'him' at all!" he insisted.

With that outburst out of the way, Eri had a gun to appreciate ─ one she'd even point right at his face upon receiving it. Artoria, on the other hand, emphasized her point on the surreal nature of this meeting. "Yeah, this sort of thing happens all the time... but you're never as different as you might feel. You still have your moments, you know?" he replied initially. As for the alleged sadness of what he had to do, Yugi thought Artoria couldn't be more wrong. "It's so sad! You know what double Ari day is like? Stuff of legend, I'm telling you. But... it's not worth the risk. If your line is as direct as I think it is, you might be getting some new memories here. This kind of thing makes reunions dangerous," he mentioned while turning his gaze on Eri again. "Gunshots now, gunshots later ─ it won't make a difference either way. You're comfortable now, though, right? I'll answer your questions to make up for the accident. But, you won't remember any of this until way down the line. Cool? Cool. Ask away."

Relaxation for the pair in the dressing room, while a trio within the shadows dealt with an accident which led to the connection of a certain extra individual. A gentle twitch occurred in the corner of the mouth of Hoshimi Eri, apparently this black haired man took definite offense to the idea of having sex with anyone considered a man. In fact, it was such an issue, that he claimed he wouldn't have allowed it even in someone else's dreams. That rant was something odd to witness, it was a rather visceral thing to see. The outright disgust, the thought of cucking her brother but never having sex with someone called him. "Uh...huh, I thought I was the one upset here," Eri commented absently, still that little smirk remained. Well, if one was that emotional about a hypothetical she was fine. Actually with a gun in hand she felt quite comfortable and with the knowledge that someone had such an obvious button to push she could easily continue on her merry little way, while navigating this new and rather scary situation.

Moving on from that point, Artoria was told of always being pretty close to ones self regardless of how far away you might feel. That seemed about right for a time traveler who could very well encounter different versions of themselves often enough. A scoff escaped her though, as it always would, "Well, this isn't exactly normal for us 'regular' people. It's jarring no matter how someone else sees it," Artoria confirmed. Seeing this younger version of herself, she could feel how far away she was from their central being. Those small habits connected directly to her, which made her question her 'goodness' and all other aspects that one like Hoshimi Eri had to be shown from the third person, were clear as day to Artoria, who'd already lived this part of her life before. Apparently, beyond that a double Ari day was something of legendary quality to Yugi. His words about it seemed to make it sound like it was such a rare occurrence. "Hm, I am aware, a double day isn't that odd, you know? And we all know it doesn't have to be right here, right now for you," she said with a casual roll of her eyes. "I hate rewritten memories, it's about the closest to a migraine I get at this point," she said scoffing more, but such was the price paid for the continuation of life as she knew it. Meanwhile Eri was observing this pair. So casual in their deviance that they'd not even stopped. This man had a gun pointed at him, and it had been since it appeared and he hadn't eve flinched. And now he was speaking of her comfort, claiming he'd answer her questions even if she wouldn't remember him answering them, in exchange for bringing her here, accidentally. "Who is she? Whoa re you? What is this? Why am I here? Why doesn't it matter if I shoot you? And where can I find a gun like this?" a very simple line of questioning which would conver all the general bases and give her some fun information.