Johanna promised that there would be no babies as a result of her offered act of service, and in return she had her mouth filled. She was left to her own devices as her throat and the gravity within her person worked to hold and massage while her tongue carried a great deal of the work. Just the same, movements of hips and the like weren't anything she frowned upon, if nothing else, she knew the level of enjoyment she could provide this way and was comforted by it. She'd work him to completion with her mouth and throat while he commentated on the match. Belle decided to go out 'Blue Shell' style as she called it. Using a childish plea to gather readied Wises to her form. He called her tactics underhanded and she laughed. "This is a game, the struggle is fun... so is being the underdog, but where's the extra fun if you don't win!~" she concluded, such was her nature in truth. A gamer who aimed to be the best by whatever means in the games she chose to play. Tactics, strategies and true inspiration came in singular moments, like this one. And as she went through Wises her numbers began to climb. "She's so passionate, I like it♥!~" Sakura mused, still, she wasn't one to just bow out. No... she'd push to the limits and make the challenge one worth undertaking. 290, compared to 280... a short while for Belle to catch up.
While the game continued on, Nitocris was busy choking and riding a certain form of Yugi he'd pulled out. There was playful defiance in his eyes, even as he could only try and gurgle responses past the hand on his throat. Still, he acted in defiance, or honesty? Deciding to fill Nitocris on two fronts while the movements of her body created waves of what spilled inside her. "Aaah♥~" such a happy little noise escaped her lips but it wouldn't stop her aggressive ride. There was much fury to be found in her form, and even orgasm wouldn't stop her ride initially. The point of such a mount was to be filled so she'd take her fill. In the meant time, Ozymandias, seemed to have become something much more demanding in the previous moments. He'd given the order to bend over and Zmeya had followed it. Her ass was grabbed on both sides roughly before he simply pushed his way into her rear hole specifically. This form of Ozymandias had less softness to his form, instead of adoration and care, she could bank on being used until there was nothing left. Oddly enough for one like Zmeya, that was fine... "Fuck yesss!~" the snake woman moaned as she took on that widing motion as he repeatedly pummeled her rear hole. Perhaps it was for the best Arthur was no longer present, a moment like this might have been heartbreaking.
Meanwhile, at the store, it would seem that Mami was free enough to move on, but she'd rather spend some time figuring out the nature of the relationship between her boss, owner and this new woman. Weird though it was, knowing what could and couldn't be said or done was for the best in her situation. Women older and younger ones especially had to be handled with care. Such care, didn't seem to be present in Hiroshi, as he had something to say when it was pointed out that Saori had eaten recently enough to not need food. "She's quite the great cook, especially considering she can't see over the stove easily. The ingredients are also super easy so I'm sure she'd make it for you," Saori said while shaking her head gently at the mental image of Miko standing in a chair frying eggs. Though that wasn't the only reason she shook her head... no, that last bit of conversation, observational though it was, could hit the ear wrong, especially given the stifled giggle of Mami, who as soon as Saori's eyes shifted, scurried off to do something else. 'Damn why is she so intimidating. At least it goes somewhere...' Mami thought. Still, this didn't seem like an active relationship given how they spoke to each other. Maybe they were working up to it, and he was already embroiled in something with his boss. That could be called scandalous, more over, that woman's confidence had to be through the roof, given her reply, Mami decided it was best to steer clear of her as much as possible. "You... are going to have a weird time making observations like that. I get it, and I know why you think that, but saying stuff like that to... normal people could have them hyper offended. Commenting on weight and eating habits is especially socially dangerous territory..." she mentioned knowing it wasn't normal at all for the type of being Ailen was to care about such things normally. But if he was going to blend in, without being labeled such things were important. "Is it? Hangovers generally come with headaches, sensitivity to light and sound, upset stomachs and a constant hazy type feeling... which my friends and I call brain fog..." Saori explained. Given what Hiroshi had to say, it would seem he was indeed suffering at least a minor form of a hangover at present. And what of things happening here? "Here, give me a minute I'll be right back, and show you how the 'natives' deal with it~" she claimed of the feelings he spoke of. She'd head out of the store for a few moments. All the while Rita remained in the back, shorting thorugh paperwork and rebalancing the books around her slightly lessened budget. It might take a couple of weeks to fully recover everything... but it should be fine.