Charles Patricius

Charlemagne's confession was not allowed to pass by normally. Once he gave it, Sakura's voice emerged again to question the phrase of drinking someone under the table. Anais gave her explanation, and that could have been the whole of it... but no. Sakura had to share her assumption about the phrase, which of course involved someone being fellated from under a table. Right away, Charlemagne's face reddened. Why? Well, while Anais had to shut out a mental image of her comrades-in-arms in such a situation, Charlemagne was jumping to the conclusion that the thought came from a place of acceptance. 'If that's where her brain goes, I wish we had a table right now. That'd be so frickin' sweet,' he thought. His drunken mind said Sakura could take that interpretation unto herself any day of the week. Now, he even had a mental image of that nearly-eerie stare she had peering at him from under an imaginary table during the act. What a great image. Such thought processes would leave him answering Sakura's later question with more than a single meaning in mind. "Nope. I'm feeling the heat too. It's totally normal," he said, tilting his cup toward Yume in agreement with her clause. "No idea about the soul thing though. That sounds completely unusual, but I'm guessing it has nothing to do with this."

Once Anais learned of his familiar, she expressed a desire to see it. That wasn't happening under any normal circumstances, Charlemagne thought. "No way!" he declared. Ah, but Anais's own confession involved her true age and height from Gaia. Charlemagne hesitated, not wanting to laugh, but knowing he had a very specific visual height attached to the elafia... and seeing something so drastically different was not something he could do mentally. "... I have to see that! That's my price!" the lad decided with relative certainty. Meanwhile, Yuuya was being told how easily magic came, and deciding he wouldn't turn down a bit of assistance. In fact, her confession about wanting to be a magical girl was nothing too farfetched in Yuuya's mind. Such would be made clear when Sakura... raised the perfect topic to make all four of the other participants drink. "I confess, I also wanted to be a magical girl," he said, falling to shock immediately. "I mean! Wait, no! Not a magical girl, but like a hero with magic and...' He gave up there, and sighed before taking his next drink in silence. Charlemagne laughed, taking the opportunity to claim another easy confession for his own penalty drink. "Hahaha! Same dude, I confess! I wanted to be a hero-not-magical-girl too!"

Finally, the round was reaching Charlemagne, where it would end before Yume's draw. Once he finished drinking, a moment to regain his bearings was taken. "Never have I ever..." He paused again. What hadn't he done? "Damn. I've lived too long. Uhh... never have I ever done an under-the-table deal of any sort!" he managed in the end. Of course his mind was still stuck on things happening under tables, but it worked out to produce something in the end.

Apparently, the almighty Saint Martha could suffer embarrassment. Astolfo took special note of that, his grin widening in a devious manner. Funnily enough, that wasn't the only thing he learned in the span of a few moments. His entrance was marked by a loss for words on her end, and the snuggest fit ever experienced on his own. Obviously, Martha never learned how sexual encounters worked once one experienced the magical world. She had accepted his advances mentally, so there were no real issues... but it seemed as if she was taken by his size in a way that didn't allow a simple entry. Though some Alayan locals would consider it a negative, Astolfo relished in the way she squeezed the absolute hell out of his cock before it was even halfway in. Adding the verbal response she offered was like icing a cake ─ a cake Astolfo would proceed to jam a giant candle into. "You~?" he questioned teasingly while pushing forward.

Charles was entertaining some strange thoughts, and in so doing, Sakura was left to study his reddened face and slightly more skittish demeanor. She looked at him oddly wondering exactly what it was he was thinking but also found herself smirking in a way that some would find disheartening. In fact, Anais was looking at the girl and immediately looked away for fear of making strange thoughts appear in her own mind 'Nope, deep box, buried in the dirt'. Yume found herself chuckling just a little while watching. Moreover Charles claimed that he wouldn't be showing his familiar and instead decided the price of doing so would be seeing Anais as she existed before. "That... is fine I guess. If I figure out a way to be myself again... I'll introduce myself properly and you... will show me this little fluff ball familiar," she said as if it was a deal to be acknowledged fully. "You know, I know how small you are but that number doesn't seem right... we were just measured for new uniforms though so I assume you aren't mistaken, must be all that prancing around on your toes, giving you a couple of extra centimeters~" Yume said seeming to be amused. "Sou ka, warm is normal... and she is definitely very small. I imagine it's very cute," mentioned Sakura as if to comfort Anais. "Hai hai, I appreciate it, I do... I also confess to being the weird sort of person who eats the wasabi that comes with my sushi by itself," she murmured softly. "Hai, and no my soul functionality being off is part of an experiment," she said. A whole round of drinking and confessions were made and as such it was Charles who would be up next.

He claimed he'd never had any under the table dealings. It would be Yume who took the initiative to clear it up. "He mean's he's never taken or made a deal which has negative effects, implications or is otherwise clandestine~" she explained. Ah, but neither she nor Anais had ever done that either. Sakura herself hadn't done it, so now they were left to look at Yuuya while wondering if he'd done it. This was after all a game in which people had to drink if they'd done the thing listed and for once none of these girls had done the thing listed. Just the same the group at large would be looking at Charles. "Welp, I've never done that one," claimed Yume. "Me either," Anais added. "By the definition I haven't either," Sakura cemented her own standing. All three girls were left with drinks ready to be consumed but no reason to drink, though all three were still well and truly feeling all that they'd consumed.

Meanwhile, Astolfo was still continuing with his push forward and had managed to make the young woman lose her words in the process. She could feel every inch as he sank himself into her but she could swear it wasn't like this. Surely a thousand years sex free hadn't changed her entire perception of the sex act. That wans't to say it was painful, no... it was definitely pleasurable. There was a significant amount of pressure at her core and some squeezing taking place naturally as if she intended to bend what was entering her to her body's dimensions instead of simply accepting it. Slick though it was... it was quite different from what she would have expected. "It's really tight you know... I didn't expect this," she managed finally though not without moaning. She was sure her face was plastered red and surer still that she was steadily losing feeling in her legs. Was she going to be alright? Was she ever going to be able to accept anything but something as large as what Astolfo offered after this? She didn't know, but that was a problem for her later self. She was helping this rather slow process along, she was leaning herself back, her hips shaking seeming to nudge the lad's forward push along as much as she could while adjusting to the feeling of being filled again after so long.

"Deal!" Charlemagne said. As 'uncool' as his familiar was, he actually enjoyed it quite a bit. He wouldn't mind terribly the idea of showing it to someone like Anais, since it sounded like she and it were very similar in their small statures. As for Sakura, it seemed her soul inactivity was due to another experiment. Perhaps it had something to do with what she'd been working on throughout the night. Either way, Charlemagne wouldn't be questioning it at the moment. "Ah... gotcha. Hope that works out well," he said, making a special effort to avoid looking in the girl's direction at present. If he'd done so, those mental images would have only become worse. Running away was not something he intended to do now, but he wasn't going to subject others to his degenerate mind ─ not if he could avoid it.

What he certainly couldn't avoid, was the repercussions of his own choices. Charlemagne had never made a deal under the table. Yume had never done so. Anais had never done so. Sakura had never done so. The only saving grace for him then was Yuuya, who was being waited on for an answer. The taller male shook his head nervously. "Sumimasen. I'm pretty straight-laced," said Yuuya, much to Charlemagne's chagrin. "No. No... none of you?! Really?! But I don't have a confession for penalty drinks!" he pleaded. Sadly, it was his own King's Rule that damned him. There had to be another way. "Fine, somebody give me a dare already!"

While Charlemagne lamented his own folly, Astolfo basked in the sweet satisfaction of divinity in a different shell. If he was struggling to enter the woman, she was surely struggling to receive. It didn't seem very problematic for Martha, though. No, her body and voice both implied the sort of enjoyment Astolfo himself was experiencing. As for the unexpected tightness, they were in agreement. Actually... Astolfo would call it something more than that. "Right, right?! It's so much more than I imagined! I'm gonna lose it in here!" he exclaimed. As Martha was moving against him to urge that excruciating entrance along, Astolfo's eyes were rolling backwards. Simultaneously, his hips were moving forward with the sole purpose of finding Martha's end. That feeling against his tip would be the true sign of a proper beginning; he truly wouldn't be stopping before he reached such a point.

A deal was struck. It was interesting for someone like Sakura to witness. It would seem to her that the friendship between Anais and Charles was something that was light and obviously didn't involve romance, that entire exchange felt... platonic. Yes, that was how Sakura would describe it, so she'd keep an eye on the developments as she got used to simply feeling with her body in the way that 'humans' did. Beyond that Charles didn't question her choice to temporarily disable her soul's functionality. "It's been interesting," she admitted. Strange though it was as a thing to do, not having her soul active led to some very different sorts of thoughts, including the ones crossing her current drunken mind.

Moving on from that, it would seem that even their newest member had never taken an under-the-table deal. Ah, well... Charles hadn't accounted for that. Yume, was quite the giggly drunk and continued to laugh. No penalty confession was ready so Charles demanded a dare. "That's pretty ballsy of you..." Yume mentioned. Dares were dangerous things, especially in close quarters, mixed company and with limited resources. "What exactly is a dare in this context?" asked Sakura which had both girls looking at each other. "Mi-chan you take this one... I feel like from me it would be leading~" mentioned Yume who giggled once more. Anais looked at Sakura. "A dare is like a challenge. You give someone else, usually to make them uncomfortable or embarrassed in some way. Usually it is something that it is possible to complete but that someone might not want to do given circumstances you might understand about them," Anais managed her own head leaning back. "For instance, once at la sleep over this one..." she pointed at Yume with an accusation written all over her face. "Dared me eat a whole sansho pepper with nothing to chase it," she mentioned. "Yeah, that time I was dared by Kei-chan to do a cartwheel naked in the backyard," Yume said as if it was funny and it was. "Oh or that time we made Ai read aloud a sentence from the story she was writing no context," said Anais with a wide grin. They were interesting friends. Sakura processed the information for several seconds. Dares were apparently challenges and could be anything which was basically physical, mental or emotional torment of others for fun. Also to get them to reveal secrets or hidden things... what an interesting game. So the point was to challenge the lad in some way and make him uncomfortable or make him reveal something. "Sou ka, I dare you to take off your shirt then and leave it off," she said seemingly amused by the prospect. Oddly enough her desire wasn't simply to make Charlemagne uncomfortable but also to gauge other reactions. 'And then it became strip poker!~' Sinais chimed. 'Please stop!' Anais shouted in her head closing her eyes and averting them in absolution. She was trying not to think about it. In her life it'd been hard enough already, she didn't need an image of Charles's abs in her head again. At the completion of his dare... thee would be another card drawn the 10 of clovers made its way into the hands of Yume. "Oh? And the game continues~" she'd say.

Meanwhile, there was a great push being taken and it was one which Martha couldn't have been prepared for. "That is such an embarrassing thing to say," Martha couldn't help herself. This lad seemed to be quite excited about his current situation. His push forward, her push backwards and all the pressure and friction that came with such a thing was quite intoxicating as a feeling. Even so, she was having quite the good time, and it would only be better once he reached the absolute depths of her being. In fact, when Astolfo finally reached the gate to her womb that sensation which she'd never felt before made her lose feeling in her legs as she had an almost blinding orgasm which did nothing to stop the squeezing on the lad's groin and only added slickness. "Waaaa...haaaa....ha, what was that?!" she questioned the positivity of such a sensation. Had she been missing out? Maybe.

Charlemagne would rather take a dare than sit around thinking of another confession again. Besides, it wasn't as if he could be dared to do anything very ridiculous within a carriage, in the middle of the open sky. Moments passed, with Sakura expressing curiosity about dares. It seemed she had an interest in being the one to dare him. Ah, and Charlemagne was able to avoid Yume's explanation, which probably would have resulted in her understanding being more deviant than necessary. He wasn't sure why, but Charlemagne had that kind of feeling from her. Going by Anais's example instead, Sakura did indeed present the lad with a dare. He was to remove his shirt and leave it removed. The 'why' of that dare was strange to him, as it didn't seem like something she would lean toward. Regardless, it was no big deal. "Aye cap'n," he said while handing off his cup and loosening his tunic. Charlemagne was an adventurer and a fighter. He'd been shirtless around comrades more times than he could ever count, so there was no discomfort. Of course, Anais was the only one among this group who would have seen him in such a state before. If there was anything of note, she'd have noticed even before he did ─ minor yet major things such as his flawless musculature beyond the former norm, and... the stranger lack of old scars across his torso.

By the time his shirt was discarded and his cup was reclaimed, Charlemagne realized he was likely to take additional dares in the near future. Her card was the same as Anais's, albeit of a different suit. "Seriously?!" the lad exclaimed. At this rate, the drunken male would have to think up some more confessions before things became ridiculous for him.

Speaking of ridiculous, it seemed Martha was having just that sort of experience. Astolfo reached the entrance to her womb, she convulsed around his girth and produced a short series of very interesting sounds. "Mm-mmm~" Astolfo joined right along. She had clearly been missing out, as evident by how long a very normal beginning took. That was fine with Astolfo though, since he only felt better because of it. "What do you mean 'what was that'?" he asked as if genuinely confused. What did she mean by that? "Don't go questioning things now; I'm not even all the way in yet!"

Charles was soon enough presented with a dare, and he took it with no naysaying. Interesting. Sakura was left to look at the lad shirtless as she liked and he didn't argue about it. Perhaps it truly was a matter of his constant adjustment. Humans did go interesting places. "Oi oi, why is he secretly ripped?" Yume questioned immediately, drawing Anais's attention knowing she was trying not to look. This of course, made Anais look she'd seen him shirtless quite a bit over the time she'd known him, 'Box and bury. Clinical response.' she thought immediately knowing thoughts she had about Charlemagne shirtless were never meant to be heard by anyone else. "Eh, I mean it is a bit more defined than normal, but he did remake himself a few days ago... still he was never a slouch or anything..." she said observationally but there was almost something else there, admiration or... "Though, all of his scars are gone, and he seems a bit more defined. It's got a more cohesive sound like he's denser, smoother or... something," she commented quickly burying several words and thoughts about such things immediately. "Oops, nice job, Charlie," Anais added the compliment. All the while Sakura sat around looking like a proud owner of something shiny and new. Bodies were meant to be appreciated after all. Though that didn't stop her eyes from settling on Anais, there was something in her desires, just below the surface, she'd felt it before but, she still couldn't place it.

'Hm, Mi-chan can't let it go.' she thought almost absently. Strangely enough, Yume would be leaving that particular topic for a moment to move towards her own round of game work in this card game. Picking the same number card but a different suit to Anais meant that the 'Never have I ever...' game was to continue. She could take shots making specific people drink more or less... this was a good strategy she thought and could help the entire group get to know each other a bit better too. "Never have I ever... used an alias or secret identity," she offered which made Anais sigh. "You do this on purpose and I know it!" she griped still, she would be drinking and thus confessing. 'Woah?! What are we confessing to now? Are we giving away our secret identity? Or are we admitting to our taste in older dignified people? Or... are we talking about how we have Ivy read us bedtime stories?!' her internal voice was having way too much fun, but in that mind so plagued by boxes, a few were popping open as Anais tried to recall things she could confess to as oddities. 'Or you could confess about...' there was a pause and an image in Anais's head of the body she'd so recently accessed. 'NO!' was the absolute sound as boxes shut in her mind. "I confess, that I don't wear whole pieces of armor because I am scared of what the sets look like," she said before allowing her drink to spill down her throat, obviously dodging the question of her secret identity assuming no one actually asked about it.

And while the game got back in full swing, Astolfo was lodging himself rather deeply into Martha's body. He judged against her cervix and seemed to be elated by the prospect. She'd felt a jolt of pleasant sensation and wondered if she'd been missing out all her life before this. Well, whatever answers she took from that, Astolfo had nothing of real substance to offer her conscious mind, except the idea that he wasn't in all the way. "Wait? What?... I...." she gave a pause. Shocked, flustered and aroused? Did he mean he could push himself deeper into her? Did this magical world not respect boundaries? Did she want that? The thumping sensation against her cervix and the clenching of her walls around Astolfo hinted that she might. "I... don't understand do I want that?" she asked not knowing if it was possible but given the sheer size of the lad she was currently engaged with, she'd started to believe that in this magical world... anything was possible.

As he hadn't taken any time to inspect himself since being remade, Charlemagne assumed Yume's observation of his musculature was due to it all being hidden beneath that tunic. According to Anais, however, there were some differences. "Eh? Really?" he questioned, taking the time to look over his own torso. There were some scars meant to be visible even to him looking straight down, and they were gone... but more importantly, he had rippling abs that even a thousand years of hard work and training weren't able to manage. "Ah! That's awesome! Being a god is the coolest thing ever!" he declared, casually acknowledging the godhood he'd not come to terms with previously. It was a development he couldn't turn his nose up to, but not one he'd let be the center of attention for too long. No, he'd simply sit there, giddy, awaiting... something he would be questioning shortly.

With the game restarting, Yume claimed to never use an alias or secret identity. Yuuya made no movements, as he was exempt. Charlemagne, however... "Ugh! Dare!" he said initially. Just then however, he paused. Anais's secret identity would go unquestioned by the lad because something else was more imperative. "Wait... can you really say that? Is Yume your name on our planet?" he questioned.

In the meantime, Martha's confusion grew. Astolfo needed no confirmation of her ignorance to this world's mechanics, but hearing it was somehow satisfying nonetheless. There was an even greater chance on the horizon. As he pressed against her cervix, she responded physically in just the way he'd come to expect: with a showing of physical and spiritual desire. Verbally though, she wondered if a deeper delve was something she'd want. What a golden opportunity! The deviant within Astolfo was never hidden. Now, however, it was shining like a beacon on that smiling face of his. "Hmmm~? Do you?" He wasn't going to answer that. If there was an answer to be given, he'd let Martha reach that conclusion herself. Meanwhile, Astolfo would exercise enough restraint to begin assaulting her canal without once going past that barrier... though he couldn't be kept from tapping it at least once every few thrusts.

Charles took the time to actually appreciate himself after the commentary from the other girls within the carriage. It would seem he was making fine progress in accepting his progression towards godhood. Sakura found this to be something quite good as well, and couldn't keep the smile off her face. "Excuse me, Charlie we aren't just glancing over being a god!" exclaimed Anais. Yes, she was quite intoxicated but she was also quite done with outrageous people. "I'm done now, Yuuya-kun is my friend now," she said playfully scoffing and pointing at the lad. 'Yosh, new bitches!~' exclaimed Sinais. Though it didn't escape her notice that Charles was not dwelling on his godhood at all, perhaps this was another human facet. Ah... something else human was coming up too...

Yume claimed to never use a alias or secret identity. And Charles initially took the dare, but then decided to call her own it. He asked her if her name on the other planet was Yume and the answer was no, but that didn't mean she was lying either. Ah... this was a game of semantics and she was well aware of it. "Hm? Well, my name is Yume because I chose it... but Asakura is my mother's surname so the name is mine regardless. Moreover my name is Shinomiya Kaguya and even my online id is Kaguya-hime, so... I am always using a name that belongs to me. And I am not being secretive which is the underlying issue~" she said. "Admittedly though, I wasn't counting avatar names as those belong to the individuals they are, a few caveats not withstanding," she said specifically. To prove her point, her status opened showing that yes, her name on her online id was indeed Kaguya-hime. "I don't think you should be parading around your lack of internet sense," Anais added with a small hiccup. But given what she understood of naming in this world, the lass known as Kaguya was indeed not using an Alias or secret identity, she simply had multiple identities. "So then, Charlie, are we still taking a dare?~" she asked with an amused smile on her face. Sakura heard out the argument presented by Yume and without knowing what the internet was, and while understanding how names worked her argument was solid. "That is a pretty valid point, though... why isn't your name forbidden knowledge. Aren't the rest of you locked out of saying your other names if you have them?" asked Sakura, seeming to be running on the information she received from her demon father the previous day.

Martha was being treated to the deviousness of Astolfo. She received no real answers from the lad, but he seemed to be enjoying himself regardless. Those thrusts had started properly and she kept moving her hips along with him. The rhythm of it it was a bit jarring and ever so often he'd tap against her cervix again creating a ripple of pleasure which happened at every moment of contact. Even so, she couldn't quite believe how nice this all felt. Astolfo despite his rather pushy and dubious nature seemed to be quite willing to let her figure out on her own if this was something she wanted. And though she felt this whole thing was completely unnecessary, she also appreciated the freedom she was being granted to go along with this experience. Admittedly, in the back of her mind there was a small bit of logic left which said that such direct contact would likely end with impregnation. Maybe... this world wasn't so strict about that sort of thing? Actually the more knocks which happened at the door of her womb, the more pushes backward she was willing to make. Each time she seemed more and more likely to just say yes. And she would. Between moans and her own gentle pushes back against him. "Yeah... I got no idea why but I do want that..." she said. "Go deeper." she added. "Please." She wasn't a savage.

Charlemagne was definitely going to glance over being a god. It wasn't something he wanted after finding out about Father An, even though the benefits were obviously great. "Uhh yes. Yes we are. The less I think about it, the less I have to worry about what I think of myself after everything I learned recently. Do me a favor and don't make it a big deal?" he replied. Meanwhile, Yuuya was taken aback by the random mention of his name. He hadn't been very involved in conversation for some time. Perhaps the grail's alcohol was taking its toll on him? That seemed to be the case, as he had but one thing to say after being brought up. "Huh? Me?"

And then, there was a debate. Yume's mention of aliases was not to count alternate names used on Alaya. He found it strange that she separated it from secret identity if it didn't count that way, but he wasn't going to waste time questioning it. "Hai hai, no need to beat me over the head with it," he said casually with both arms thrown up, his cup nearly spilling over in the process. "But you probably should have saved that username as a confession. I'm not judging you, but... I might be judging you~" he said playfully. Would he be taking a dare? Well, the answer was clear to him now. "No dare for me then! I was counting Charles as one."

For some reason, Yume was able to share her original name. Sakura pointed this out, and Charlemagne considered how strange it was. "Huh... yeah, that's weird. I haven't been able to use my name since getting here, and neither has anyone I know came from our world," he admitted. Just then, Yuuya inserted himself properly once more. "Ano... I can too. Tenjou Yuuya is my name from the other world. I didn't realize everyone else was using different ones."

Astolfo was having the time of his life. The wind was in his hair and on his face, and his cock smothered and drenched within the body of a saint, he wondered if anything had ever been more of a raw thrill. Martha may have been learning the feeling of a soul's desire, but that didn't matter as Astolfo was learning how great life could be. Had he ever experienced a physically older woman with such a demeanor? Maybe, but it wasn't memorable. This time, the grin wasn't leaving his face. The constant pivot of his hips was uninterrupted, and in fact reciprocated by Martha as her body sought a more complete union. Eventually, she answered her own question. She wished for deeper penetration. As if she were an innocent schoolgirl instead of a renowned, combat-ready Holy Knight and one of the original Saints in this world, she even made it a kind request. How adorable. In fact, Astolfo found it so very cute that he... ignored it entirely, despite hearing every word spoken. "Huh? Come again?" he asked as if ignorant. He wasn't going to slow or stop, but it seemed he wasn't making any progress just yet either.

According to Charles he wouldn't be making a big deal of his new godly attributes. In fact, he wanted them ignored for the most part. Anais looked at the lad, he was concerned about what he felt of himself given the things he'd learned recently. Anais saw this as a direct negative. "Since it's you, fine. But I don't think you should have any negative thoughts surrounding yourself because of it..." Anais offered. Even drunk and slightly disorderly the lass was nothing but fair. Charles was no different than he'd always been and given this she thought any qualities he thought of as negatively associated with his newfound divinity he should be making peace with. Though given her own issues she understood fully why that might take some time. Still there was the outward surprise by Yuuya at randomly having his name mentioned while Anais was on something of a tirade, she couldn't help but giggle. "You seem really out of it too," she mused.

Ah well, at least everyone was pretty lighthearted and happy. Even it became even more chuckle worthy when it was noted that Yume formerly known as Shinomiya Kaguya was a person who gave herself her own name as her internet id. Charles mentioned that she should have used that as a confession and that he was judging her but playfully so. The demoness managed to scoff at it, still giggling herself. "I don't see what the big deal is, though both Mi-chan and Ai have been giving me flack about it for ages," she said seeming to wave it away, as something she wasn't embarrassed about. "It's because it lacks logic. You didn't think it was weird that you didn't get stopped for using it? It's common sense," Anais stated almost belligerently. "I added the 'hime' part. I thought it was cute..." Yume said nonchalantly. As for her continued ability to speak her own name she could only shrug. "Forbidden Knowledge is technically my forte, but my name wouldn't be forbidden to me because it exists as mine on both sides of the world. I was pulled straight from our world to this one. And until I made this form under Mugen-sama's guidance, I was simply Shinomiya Kaguya," she said with a causual shrug. "I could even be that me now, which is why I couldn't give you a straight answer if i wanted to," she said... knowing that her original form could basically be called her first Avatar in this world. Ah and she wasn't alone in this, Yuuya was apparently just this lad's name. He'd come over as himself as well. "See, us Yu's are sticking together~" she mused. "It's also your turn to never have I ever... Yuuya-kun~" she mused gently. Anais would take the time to try a thing one more time. She opened her mouth to say her name once more as Iino Miko... but instead it came out, "Anais Droste," she sighed. "Fuck!" and then went wide eyed. "Oops. Ignore me."

All the while someone else was being ignored. It was Martha, who was definitely getting railed in what was the most exciting way in her life to date. Many on their original world dreamed of the 'Mile High Club' and having sex on an airplane, she could definitely say she was stopping such an instance now. Still there was something she was finding herself desiring and she wasn't quite sure how she was going to handle it... and apparently she wouldn't have to figure it out immediately. Astolfo continued moving himself about in her loins but still he didn't cross the final threshold. He was too busy scheming like a scoundrel and making Martha repeat herself. It felt nice enough as is... that her reply wasn't immediately violent, still between moans she managed more speech as her hips shook and she regained feeling in her legs. "I know you heard me. You're trying to ensure I kick your ass later aren't you?" she asked as if she expected a legitimate answer. She didn't. "Deeper." she wasn't going to keep asking either eventually he'd either comply or find himself being used. He was smaller than her, she technically had enough leverage and weight that she could force the depth she wanted by timing their movements the proper way... and she would... if she wasn't complied with within the next cycle, the following nudge against her womb would be forced into her womb by the backward movement of her hips. She was a rider after all.