Charles Patricius

"A tan?!" was Yugi's immediate reply. Kimiko was obviously having a time with Ozymandias, who would almost never be open to subjugation at the Venusians' whims. Both he and Nitocris were such rare individuals, technically belonging to a different class of being that could be affected according to only their own desires. Sadly, their desires for each other were far too great most times. "Ah... that's tough. Didn't mean to make it go that hard! Why not go for the Black Sun?" he wondered. With that, his gaze was no longer set in the middle distance, but instead to Guinevere. She'd remained quite active all this time without any sass, despite his distracted state. "Really, no complaints about me starting a whole conversation mid-fuck? You asked for punishment, but maybe I should give you a reward?"

Kazu had the joy of being right about one thing. "That's awesome!" he decided. If everything he did during this time of stasis would accumulate in Miko and Kaguya, he'd go even harder moving forward. Even during that time, and even with Miko showing a few reactions, there was one more oddity he thought to acknowledge. Artoria's mention of 'magical world bullshit' as she always put it, garnered Kazuhiko's attention for very separate reasons. He'd experienced immunity to similar things before, but why was she exempt when the incarnations of Sun and Sky were not? There was a glance shot in her direction, but... as always with her, he decided it was something to avoid bringing up in the open. Ah, but there was also... the blonde whose status was beyond questionable ─ the very same blonde who'd taken to shushing Sakura and Artoria alike. Kazu stifled a chuckle that still managed to pass through his nose as a snort. "Oh. That's just bad~" he said.

A tan was indeed how Kimiko would refer to a bit of sex play with the Sun King. It seemed appropriate and rather quippy if she did say so herself. Still, it apparently wasn't Yugi's intention to cause the kind of problem he'd created. She believed that, just a little but not nearly absolutely. He'd still gone out of his way to target Guinevere and as such he knew exactly the kind of state her soul would be in given how late she was on her 'fix'. As for why she wouldn't be calling forth a 'Black Sun'... "Look there is a vibe here I don't get to explore a lot, Black Sun is more for the me of a few hours ago," Kimiko explained. She wasn't currently in the mood to be objectified and used, no... she wanted something with a bit more playfulness to it in the moment. And he'd demanded energy which he wasn't taking directly from Nitocris, it truly was a rare opportunity, she had to capitalize on it. At the same time, Guinevere had been surprisingly quiet aside from the moans after speaking a name with such power. She was too busy enjoying herself to even be properly upset at the attention which was being split. Obviously, enough was still going to her in the moment, "I'm not completely unreasonable... and yes reward me♥~" she affirmed as she continued the movements of her hips. Whatever he'd previously been about to say, she'd forgotten to question it properly. She knew she'd be getting a lot of his attention in the near future, what was a conversation with his actual wife in the interim?

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko got to enjoy the build up he was giving to both Kaguya and Miko while one of them slowly hiccupped her way towards a proper existence. Just the same, that bit of understanding between Kazuhiko and Artoria was one which was seeded semi-recently in his younger self's life and would continue to flourish throughout for both of them. Artoria for her part, acknowledged the glance with a raised brow, they could easily discuss their fall to the Venusians at some other time. After all, in this particular case he was the one that she could call her 'brother' in dealing with certain kinds of problematic existences. "I have questions..." Artoria murmured softly but she'd leave the blonde woman to her pretense as she was prone to a few different sorts herself. Meanwhile, Sakura's smile became almost sadistic, as a tendril of darkness extended from her towards Aglaea. It'd be snaking up the back of her leg, in a gentle caress which would of course begin rubbing at the other girl's loins. Aglaea would be pouting, not with her face but instead with her eyes. Why was Sakura being allowed to torture her like this? "It's easy to forget, the kind of danger you pose," Artoria muttered also chuckling with a shake of her head. That poor green eyed blonde was trying her best to suppress shivers and hold her statuesque bend for a long period of time.

"So no objectification and abuse play? Damn; there goes one of my ideas for later~" Yugi joked. He fully understood the change in desire ─ especially given some spiritual links and leanings determined by certain presences. As one currently being the type of individual creating such desires, there was nothing he could say against Kimiko's decision. On the other hand, he would have been on the opposite side of that spectrum if given the option of the 'Empty Sky' as they called her. All of that aside, having his attention returned to Guinevere left Yugi experiencing deja vu. Something about the way she accepted the idea of being rewarded... reminded him of someone on the wrong side of Guinevere's history. It was interesting to think of how things were, versus how they could have been. Funny as that was, Guin would be getting what she wanted. Time would have to restore itself, but the thing responsible for giving it a boost would be the same thing solidifying an agreement of possession. Yugi's 'signature' would begin gushing into Guinevere's body en masse, twice over once he settled at maximum depth within her holes. Strangely, the swelling she would have felt earlier didn't recede ─ it increased along with the pressure of his release over time. There was another thing demons were known for: overwhelming with absolution. Yugi considered himself a culprit, so Guin would just have to deal with two powerful hoses spraying into her soul ─ hoses that would stop only when he decided enough had been done.

If Artoria had questions, Kazuhiko had an entire interview. Most of them were for Artoria herself, but that was indeed a matter for private discussion. "Been a while since the last friendly drink, hasn't it?" he asked casually. A lot of commiserating had to be done between them; such was an integral part of their relationship. As for Aglaea and her hilarious attempt to remain incognito, it seemed Sakura was content to... prod her a little. The most sadistic of Jovians was awake, and there was naught to be done about it. In fact, Kazu had something to add after seeing Aglaea's struggle. "Two for flinching!" he suggested.

The joking of Yugi was one thing, all the while the continued movements of Kimiko's hips were meant to give her quite the good moment when everything finally caught up to the proper moment. "Back to the drawing board!~" she chimed in turn. Of course, she was the type to have her mood change in a moment, and those moments were often found at Yugi's hands. It still wasn't what she was in the mood for right at the moment, and as such he was to blame for her light interruption. Oh well, she also knew the fun of doing things she shouldn't. Even though in general she was a bit more careful about it, she couldn't fault Yugi for having fun, even if she thought this sort of thing could have waited for a different time. At the same time, Guinevere having gotten quite a bit of what she needed had something more reasonable to say than usual. The likeness between her and a certain other woman wasn't something she'd ever think about directly, instead she would be treated to a reward for good behavior. The swelling of Yugi's cocks didn't relent and instead she'd find it firming further before a release which had her mouth opening and her eyes rolling back into her head. "Woooooaaaaaaaa♥!~" she moaned as her body convulsed. She lost rhythm and her entire body tensed as she drooled. Their combined fluids wouldn't be remaining within her body completely, no... they'd eventually leak out, but not without leaving a sign on her soul that tied her directly to the man behind her.

The oddity of Artoria's appearance here as one who was immune to the flux in time was something of note. Sakura had long ago learned that direct questioning of that woman wasn't something she responded well to, nor was pointing out her deflections. She required a bit more gentleness than most to find out information and as such she'd be leaving her be for now. Instead Kazuhiko would be pointing out that it'd been a while since the pair had last shared drinks and stories and Artoria would have her lips upturn a little, "Yeah, I had that thought a while ago when I saw that one... we should catch up," she said gesturing to the Elder Miko who was still hiccupping as her body tried to catch up to the moment. "Eeeh...ehee...eheee♪!~" the Miko attached directly to Kazuhiko's loins was suffering from an inability break free completely but somehow still enjoying the stutter as it applied something like quick pulse vibrations to her loins as she gained sensation for just a moment before it stopped. Meanwhile the sadist known as Sakura was fully awake and torturing Aglaea who was somehow free but also apparently didn't want that information known for whatever reason. Her body bent over that chair was being teased by a shadow while her eyes pleaded, her body was molested. What did her pleading get her? According to Kazuhiko, two for flinching... "Oh? That's a great idea♥!~" Sakura agreed as the tendril at the girl split and began poking at her rear hole as well. Fighting not to squirm was truly intense even for one like Aglaea, whatever she was trying to hide, it was amusing to Sakura to presss the button. 'TREACHERY!' she shouted in her mind as she tried to hold her face. At least if she could hold out a little, she could just wait until time restarted. She could do this... she could do this... she thought almost passively until that first bit of prodding slipped into her loins properly and began snaking its way into always moistened depths.

Yugi had a plan in the works ─ one he'd been fleshing out for some time. Guinevere made herself a key piece in that plan, and with that... there were four, perhaps five or six individuals present to see it fulfilled. Some may have been more openly willing to participation than others, but all had the potential to be what was necessary. He'd have a collection of diamonds for the right purpose eventually. First, there was an overflow to address. Yugi felt the mix of fluids splashing back onto his body, but even that wasn't enough. Swelling intensified further, pressure increased more, and Guin... would effectively be marked beyond the scope of this reality. Had time been passing, he would have let several minutes go by before it all stopped. That equivalent amount of pumping was the amount he thought satisfactory. "So, Guin. You've got a question to answer, and you already know what it is. Well... at least I think you do," Yugi spoke while holding Guinevere's head back by the hair, his words offered directly to her face.

In that same amount of time, or lack thereof, Kazuhiko reached a slightly secret agreement with Artoria. "Hell yeah," was all he said to solidify his end. They would indeed have drinks and catch up. If anything else were to happen, well... the way they operated meant that was no one else's business unless they were directly involved. Rule 1 of the 12 Peers hadn't gone anywhere to whatever day he lived in currently. Beyond all that, Sakura took his suggestion without hesitating for a moment. Aglaea's attempt at discretion was fated to become a bit more difficult with the addition of another shadow tendril. He knew she considered it an act of treachery against her, and she was welcome to any retaliation she desired... later. For now, Kazu could only blow a mocking kiss at the blonde, adding a wink as he kept all efforts active beneath Miko and Kaguya. One of the pair was edging her way through the flux, but the other... may have already been through enough that any immunity would have been overridden. Such was typically the way things went with her. . .

Yugi's plan whatever it was, would be shared whenever. All Kimiko acknowledged was, she wouldn't be taking any complaints from him about the amount of work he did, if he continued to give himself more to do whenever certain things popped up. No, he'd be stuck dealing with his own frustrations then... until such a time as things were obvious, Kimiko's hips would be moving consistently, even she wasn't exactly certain when that hand would drop but she did know what it would cause when it did. In the meantime, she'd build up to something nice for him as well. At the same time, an overstuffed Guinevere was being told there was a question she needed to answer and she probably knew what it was. Her brain was swirling and those diamonds in her eyes were pulsing consistently. What was she now though? Who was she now, there was only one real answer, "I am Guinevere, Ashborn's pet♥!~" she concluded easily even as her holes kept filling even as she looked in his eyes. "Daddy, praise me..." she made a demand, if she'd said the right thing she had certain expectations such was the difference between her and many. She felt no regrets and would be making no apologies such was simply beyond her at this point. Whatever effect such a thing had, it'd likely be felt by those who fully understood what undertaking such a thing would actually mean across reality.

Meanwhile, a certain agreement was being reached between Artoria and Kazuhiko. Their meeting were always such discreet moments, they had an understanding which went very different from those of the others. But that made it appreciable in its own specific way. No matter, there was something different to appreciate with the Jovians and that was all the special interactions taking place. Like that kiss being blown at an Aglaea who was barely hanging on to her sanity as her body was being invaded. Difficult was it to not move, not react even when it was obvious. The quiet Aglaea was trying her best but something quick and aggressive passed over her eyes at the sight of that blown kiss. Treachery without remorse would be punished, she'd not forget this. A phrase in her head was uttered. Five letters, two words, so dangerous within the mind that it was a sign of great future repayment. At the same time, she'd find nothing but encouragement from Sakura... "Oh, don't look like that. It's not long now. I wonder if you can hold out until the restart?~" she asked teasingly issuing a challenge. Even now that forward tendril reached the depth necessary to tickle the opening of the blonde's womb as it moved around in her canal, why the other found a spot at a similar depth to tease towards her fore from the rear, effectively sandwiching her with teasing pleasure. Little beads of sweat were forming at her hairline as it took all she had not to sing her content, to hold out against the desire to flood the area and that little couch arm with her essence. Meanwhile, the Elder Miko, was still stuttering but Kaguya who should have also known some form of freedom still couldn't move. Oh well, one could see it in her too... the overwhelming restart would be overwhelming.

Guinevere officially added herself to the list of Ashborn's pets. She had always been such, and she always would be. It only took a single moment in any reality to establish something across the multiverse and all of the space-time continuum. Their first meeting and any time she felt a desire toward him and his ilk were because this moment would eventually come about. Such was the nature of acausal beings, and even lesser entities to an extent. Now, she wanted praise? He could offer all sorts, but there were a few that would work better than others. First and foremost, he took that open mouth of hers by extending his own tongue into it. As it thrashed about and saliva swapped between them, his gaze remained fixed possessively on those pulsing diamonds in Guin's eyes. "Ice Queen's not so cold anymore, is she? Good girl♥~ I'll fill whatever desire you want, but you've also got a choice to make. I'm the King of Knights in Arthur's place, but does that make you... my Crown? An Orb connected to my first heart? A Throne, a Robe? Are you one of my armaments? Or... are you another Chalice?" he wondered. All the while, they were being supported by Yugi's power alone ─ a creeping shadow that began moving them from their existing location, slowly progressing toward the room inhabited by others.

With Guin so full of Ashborn's essence, it was only a matter of time before her submission reached the edge of this universe. Whenever it did, the reverberation would begin repairing time from the outside in. For now, there was a while yet. Aglaea would have to remain strong, even as she formulated a thought strong enough to almost become tangible for Kazuhiko. Ah, but he already knew what she'd think. Vengeance would come his way, but... surprise, surprise ─ he was into every method she had to use against him. In fact... "I'm not so sure, Saku. I think two for flinching is weak sauce, though. Three for aggression; I can feel it all the way over here♥~" he said with a wink sent in Aglaea's direction. All the while, he had two middle fingers, one each slipping into the rear of Miko and Kaguya respectively.

Guinevere had become one of Ashborn's pets and maybe such was the case for many in their solar system. It wasn't something she could find the desire to think about in too much detail, as it felt right. How right? Right enough that those Diamonds were still pulsing in her eyes. And beyond that, she felt right enough to demand praise. She was right and deserved a reward for being so, how it was given in this case, was by a tongue caressing her own as she was looked at with an amount of possessive energy she couldn't say she'd seen before. She was even called a good girl, how elating that was. As for what she was in relationship to him...that was questionable. She knew that Yugi possessed the title King of Knights but what kind of being did that make her. As her tongue swirled against his she had a bit to say, "Not chalice, it doesn't suit..." she claimed in earnestness. She knew the Chalice to be a different sort of individual from herself. One she respected for their candor but not one that appealed to her, spiritually or otherwise. She couldn't say she maintained an interest of being connected to his heart either, even while being a pet she knew what kind of life she enjoyed normally and technically speaking her heart belonged elsewhere... "Robe, I think is most fitting..." she decided in a moment. She thought it to be the perfect kind of relationship for what she enjoyed from him...

Meanwhile, there was the matter of the reverberation. There was a bit of time left before time was properly restored but it seemed that all necessary bits had been taken care of. Still, Kimiko kept the movements of her hips up, even stretching a bit like a house cat while knowing what was next. She didn't miss Sakura, torturing Aglaea either nor Kazuhiko's prodding of that situation. "I taste a debt forming♥~" Kimiko chimed as she watched. Ah, but Kazuhiko wasn't done yet, even as he winked at Aglaea and inserted two middle fingers into the bodies of the Elder Miko and Kaguya. The former of which was at least whimpering in current time, as for Sakura, hearing her favorite form of address and feeling the exact nature of the aggression coming from Aglaea she could only agree, "I'd call that passion of a specific order, but she's definitely being aggressive, a third couldn't hurt♥!~" she agreed, that same tendril of darkness splitting and deviating it slithered up between her breasts even as she remained bent over that couch arm, slipping flatly between Aglaea's lips only to gain girth properly as it entered her mouth and worked its way down her throat. She tried to constrict to avoid singing around it but, there was a certain weakness for penetration at multiple points contained by this being one which was being exploited by a group who knew her so very well. 'I can do this. I can do it...' she thought aggressively as a blush came to her face and she fought against the wiggling of her own hips. All the while Aglaea wasn't the only one, trying to hide, she was siimply the only one noticed, perhaps... she'd be rewarded in a different way for taking a bit of heat from the others. "You must really enjoy her striking back..." Artoria decided but never would she interfere in the lives of the Jovians given their usual reactions.

Guinevere would never choose to be a Chalice; her sense of self was a little too firm, and her preferences too direct. He also figured she wouldn't connect herself to either of his hearts. Perhaps the saving grace of Pluto's sovereigns was the romantic connection they maintained. In truth, there were very few things someone like Guinevere could be to Yugi/Ashborn. He had no use of her as an armament of any sort; she didn't have the output necessary. Perhaps she could have been a shield or throne, or even a reliquary... or the very thing Guinevere herself chose. True enough, Robe was more fitting than most options. She'd be a thing to wear, a thing to wear out, and generally an adornment. Yugi's lips curled upwards just slightly as his tongue lashed against hers once more. "Accepted, Lady Pendragon. So then..." Yugi paused there, letting the remaining essence dribble out into Guinevere's holes as he slowly withdrew himself. "What do you have room for, and what's your wish? Time will probably be back to normal in... well, what would be a few minutes. We'll be back with the others by then."

Speaking of the others, Kazuhiko was accumulating quite the reserve of karma from Aglaea toward himself. Even so, he'd welcome it ─ thrive in it even. The desire for payback against his prodding of the situation, the sight of her struggle against triple-penetration with pure magical constructs ─ it all painted a wonderful picture that both Miko and Kaguya would reap the benefits of as he throbbed and swelled within them. They, too, would have quite the surprise when time restored itself. "Good job, Saku! Give her the ol' trusty assnado with a double feature!" he encouraged while letting an enjoyable show fuel his own efforts. Kimiko felt a debt forming, and Artoria thought he enjoyed this one's retaliation. Both women couldn't be more right if they tried. "Uhh, yes and hell yes? You know how I am! It's gonna be something brand new and awesome, and I want a front row seat! I want THE seat!"

A firm sense of self and some very direct mannerisms would lead to Guinevere calling herself a 'Robe' more than anything else. Her life didn't allow room for much else from others. A thing to wear, a thing to be worn out... when the occasion called for it, and an adornment. Nothing needed but something wanted and claimed were about right for her kind of person. Still he was pulling out of her and she was moaning gently as it happened. "Mmmm♥~" she couldn't help the noised that slipped but it held no real importance. As 'Lady Pendragon' she was accepted by the object she'd become but what of him? "Things people are to me, vary... I have room for most things I do not choose as freely as others, Throne, Robe, or some form of armament for the King of Knights seem most legitimate..." she mused as she picked up her cloak slipping it back onto her person but leaving her hood down. Those pupils of hers were still pulsing with diamonds as she stood and gave consideration to wishes. "A wish I couldn't normally have granted. At this point I no longer need to worry for others... oh I know," she said her eyes seeming to sparkle just a bit. "I want to see the greatest library ever! I've seen most of the important historical and magical ones by now. I want to see the next biggest one!" she said. A personal wish, a date and somewhere she could show off and be shown off in, that sounded about perfect to her.

It would seem between the Jovians there was a certain amount of 'bite' in even their casual existences. Kazuhiko was encouraging Sakura to torture Aglaea and she was steadily determining that he was the target for her payback. Of course that didn't stop Sakura from taking any advice given, "Hai hai, hope you're ready~" she chimed also blowing a kiss to the girl just as the tentacle within her ass began to twirl creating a pressure filled little storm in opposition to the one in the front of her body and the one in her mouth would be doing the same as it tickled her throat. Three pieces of magic swirling in different directions. There was a gentle sheen on Aglaea's eyes. She simply had to hold out until everyone else started moving. She could do it. Even as her legs began to imperceptably quiver. "I know rage when I see it... it isn't often truly visible on that one, should I wish you luck?" Artoria asked sarcastically. "Yes, getting this one wound up enough can lead to some very interesting things..." she said, purely excited to see the other girl's reaction. Yes, this was something happening but the eyes watching this torture were larger in number than they appeared. All the while Kimiko could feel certain levels of solidification, she knew how long it would be until time reached the proper point. Poor Kaguya and Elder Miko, though one was already a bit conscious, they'd both be waking to overload.