Charles Patricius

Just as he figured he would be, Nao was holding on for dear life. Obviously it could never be enough that he hardly survived a few minutes inside Rita's body with whatever kind of magical hole she had; her physical efforts had to completely overpower him as well. That little joke about there being a 'butt' in this case was something Nao could never agree to as he looked down at a pair of rolling hills fit to drive a transfer truck between. "You can not call that a butt!" he exclaimed in an exasperated way, not even meaning to let the thought escape his mind. Well, he didn't have the time to take it back now. Nao was far too busy fighting for survival against an ass that already wouldn't quit. Ah, but it felt good ─ not just physically, but emotionally. Rita offered him a bit of encouragement, once again presenting her almost motherly aura. "H─hai!" he affirmed. All Nao could do was his best, and that was what he would do. Maybe his arm would be worthless for a few days after holding so tightly to the washing machine, but surely that would be worth it in the end. He'd keep things up as long as possible, slamming his lean form against Rita's backside with a combination of pushing and pulling, yet... he wasn't due to last much longer. "Ah! Nara-san... this one isn't going much better!" he warned.

Another warning had been given by Shota: the very same one Mitsuki asked for at the beginning of their session. Upon receiving it, Mitsuki seemed... confused? Seeing that expression was perplexing to Shota as well. Ah, but that didn't matter. She'd pulled away from his cock and prepared herself to receive his load. The thing of utmost importance happened then and there. In addition to doing nothing more, Mitsuki gave a simple affirmative response. Yet again, Shota would have to make some edits to the eventual video. "Never got into the freakier stuff, eh Chigucchi? Ya' gotta stroke it the rest of the way and be upfront about what you want me to do next. C'mon, you've still got a few seconds," he warned again. Whatever Mitsuki took from that little speech, Shota figured she had about six seconds before his load sprayed over her face regardless.

"Ehehe♥~" a little giggle escaped Rita at Nao's outburst. She'd only been making a light joke, but his words would still be taken as a compliment. She knew her rear to be one of her best features. What was more beyond this point a new rhythm was established and Rita began working her way towards orgasm in earnest. The lad really was doing much better the second time around. He even offered an affirmative. He kept up his pacing and was doing a good job. Rita could feel it, the pulses building up inside her loins with each knocking motion they managed in tandem. Ah, so close she was already when the lad made sure to mention his lack of staying power even for his new leg of the journey. Rita for all she was worth continued her own movements but encouraged nonetheless with a minor announcement of her own. "I don't need much lower... just a minute~" she claimed. She'd not increased her pace but she also knew she likely didn't have enough time to fully space it out. She could do everything possible to help her feel it more, but any extra efforts would likely only harm the lad's staying power. She'd keep it up, surely she had enough time, she only needed 10 more seconds maximum.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy having a mental crisis which could have distracted her enough to discourage her continuing to deal with the lad she was with sexually. In fact it seemed that by his own words he fully realized that what he was asking for was quite out of the ordinary. 'If he knows it's freaky why would he ask for it?' she wondered in the moment. At present Shota was doing nothing to discourage her from thinking that he was one of those who only consumed deviance in media without any thoughts of how it would actually turn out. As for his request she supposed she could help out more, but once again this seemed to be exactly counterproductive to her having a good time. Still, she'd reach up and move her hand along his still wet shaft, adding to her desire for another shower. She seemed a bit huffy when she finally opened her mouth to speak, "Give me the prize when you're ready..." she said not being able to bring herself to say anything else, her face reddening from sheer embarrassment from even saying that. What he wanted was simply not something she could or would do under normal circumstances. As such she'd use her own hand and stroke him to completion with his dick angled downward to avoid as much of her face as possible.

A lot of things could happen in a minute. Nao didn't have anything resembling a proper count, but there was one thing he could apply to the nonexistent list. He could be done in a minute. "I don't think I've got a minute!" Nao countered. Even with no noteworthy adjustments to Rita's movements or his own, Nao didn't have the same ten second maximum Rita did. In fact, Rita had about three thrusts before he began spilling himself within her, offering only a single wailing plea all the while. "Sumimasen~!" he said as his eyes rolled back, spine arching and leg twitching. Even with his rapid loss of fluid and energy, ejaculation hadn't put him out of commission. There he was, resting against Rita's cervix and loosing all he had left in an apparent epic failure.

Speaking of epic failures, Shota was beginning to believe Mitsuki needed more than just a little work. If nothing else, it seemed she remained complacent... but not quite deviant enough to suit his current needs. He wasn't entirely pleased with the words she produced, but it would once again suffice for now. Whatever the case, he'd capture that statement on video mere moments before seeing the spunk spray across her face, its landing point depending on whatever angle she was presently holding his cock at.

All the while, that dimensional rift inhabited by Sakura and the one called Childe was catching up to the overworld's time. As that happened, Childe raised his head away from Sakura's undercarriage. He'd been holding her upside-down with only one hand keeping her ankle high over his own head, feasting upon her loins ravenously from that angle. Alas, his focus was taken by a very disturbing realization. Someone out there in the overworld was taking his title lightly... and undeservedly to boot. Worse still, he knew precisely who the culprit was. "Ho? That's surprising. I don't like this kind of surprise. I might have to kill you again to make a point to someone else..." he mused while looking out into the darkness.

Rita had known there was a bit of risk involved with her way of doing things. She was quite used to causing premature ejaculation in others. Even so, it was quite odd to hear Nao speaking on the matter and claiming he didn't have a minute left. No he thrusted a few more times before he began spilling into her body right against her womb, that feeling was just about enough to push her over the edge when combined with her movements. But his apologies would make it seem as if he fell just a little bit short, even as her core convulsed atop him. If she got just a few more pushes, it'd go from a nice little sensation to a full blow orgasm, but there were a lot of reasons to have sex and Rita's were remarkably different from most. "Iia, no need to apologize. I didn't know I could still manage something like that~" she said seemingly pleased by the idea of causing his premature spillage. "Still, I might be a bit selfish, but you shouldn't give up, I really am almost there. I believe in you, Aihara-kun~" she mentioned as her hips moved forward just a bit and she peeked back over her shoulder to give him a little wink and another gentle nudge with her own hips. A bit of extra friction and a couple more taps and she'd definitely find that orgasm sitting right at the cusp of her being.

At the same time, Shota apparently wasn't too pleased about the way Mitsuki responded to him. She felt like maybe he was looking for a very different kind of person from her, if he wanted someone willing to say random hentai things to him while he had his picture obsession going. Whatever the case, he wasn't so displeased that he wasn't able to finish and even though she tried to turn it a bit, she still ended up with his semen on her right check and seeping down her neck towards her cleavage. 'Ewww, that's gross...I mean it's more than normal. But isn't that just worse considering I just got out of the shower? At least it didn't get in my eye,' she thought though her face remained simply blushed and a bit relieved. Whatever the case, after that was over, she'd get up to get a cloth and wash off her face and neck. It was far from too much to ask her to remain this way after she'd gone thorough the trouble of getting clean.

At the same time, in the darkness, a young woman was being dangled upside down by her ankle. Her white hair with its starry underside flowing down towards the ground as a great deal of blood and mana pooled in her face. Initially her mouth was quite busy, sucking and licking upon a large shaft while her hands moved about his family jewels as if she wanted to gain herself an actual drink. When he spoke, it seemed that she was about to be in quite a bit of trouble, as a second death was threatened just to prove a point, "Huh? I'm going die again? Or wait..." she paused as she licked up his shaft, "Is it about that thing I mentioned... did you sense someone infringing upon something of yours? Should I be expecting something annoying in my near future?" she asked genuinely curious. There was the fact that her mother was a wisdom goddess and thus often heard things related to magic, that led her to believe there might have been a connection. The tales of other old entities living similarly as long as they were connected to a concept. She wondered if this was just another step in the evolution of the species of higher order beings.

Aihara Nao was officially spent. He couldn't manage to hold out for even a few more seconds. Such was a failure on his part. Rita sought satisfaction, and he got his own without delivering. Of all the titles Nao had been given over the years, he surely deserved the title of a garbage human being and terrible man now. Rita still seemed satisfied by her accomplishment. He supposed there was nothing wrong with that; she'd successfully reduced him to mush with little effort. Even so, Rita had more encouragement to give. She was so close, he only had to suffer a bit more. Well, a bit more suffering was a better alternative to being rude. "I... haah... I can do it!" With a deep breath and a battle cry, Nao gripped the washing machine and Rita's hip more firmly than ever before. All he had to do was overwork his body with as many thrusts as possible before flaccidity took him. Spirited as the resurgence of activity was, Nao actually managed to gain firmness by keeping his eyes on the ripples wafting over Rita's backside.

Even though Mitsuki wasn't living up to expectations yet, Shota could accept this little hiccup as a matter of necessary investment. Sakura was easy enough to train; this one would be too. In time, he'd even have her bathing in his ejaculate with more fervor instead of just taking it to the cheek and running off to remove it right away. If she wanted it gone, he knew a simple way to do it. "Whew! Not too bad, Chigucchi. Just curious though, why won't you drink it?" he wondered. That was yet another thing he intended to train this one for. For now though, Shota would have to be content with the video he had ─ the same video he proceeded to pause for the moment. His erection wasn't getting too soft with any quickness, so he was soon approaching Mitsuki from behind with full confidence it would return soon.

In the meantime, Sakura... or rather, Kama, seemed curious about her second 'death' by Childe's hands. He had a free hand, so he raised it to slip a pair of fingers into her womanhood and another into her rear. After all, he wasn't going to stop working just to chat about an annoyance. Kama was right about the topic he addressed. It was something so miniscule, yet so annoying to him on a spiritual level; it had to be addressed. "There are a lot of annoying things in your near future. Some of them are more pitiful than others, but... overstepped boundaries are a thing. You'll get what that feels like one day. Remember my 'name'?"

Aihara Nao was spent, but that didn't have to be the case. From Rita's perspective he was young and everything about the way he carried himself made it obvious he wouldn't leave her wanting in anyway. A few words of encouragement was all it took for the lad to find himself again and even agree verbally. She truly was teetering on the edge. Even just a few thrusts would likely help her reach that end, especially with all of the build up she'd experienced thus far. "That's what I like to hear!~" Rita mentioned adding to her form of encouragement. Just the same each thrust he managed was pushing her further and further. He was meeting her again, and by the time he reached stroke number four, her body and stopped moving pressed against him closest to her womb and her canal convulsing upon his cock as she climaxed. "Aaaah♥!~ That's a good man, Aihara-kun~" she said pleased as she leaned her now relaxing body against the front of her still warming dryer. This had definitely been a very fruitful day.

At the same time, it was becoming more obvious to Mitsuki that she and Shota were on different pages. To her this was fine, as she wasn't expecting to gain a boyfriend today or anything like that. If anything this was to be a spur the moment kind of decision. Even as she removed his spunk from her face though he'd finally stopped turning his camera towards her, perhaps having the cleanliness of the legitimate situation break his immersion in his fantasy. Oddly enough he even asked her why she didn't like having semen in her mouth, which seemed like a strange question to her but she saw no reason not to answer him. "Eto... have you ever had a runny nose or a really bad head cold..." she asked for comparison. She even wiped some of it off her neck and moved it between her forefinger and thumb showing its thickness and stickiness. "It has that kind of texture and the taste on top of that. I don't like it. You shouldn't eat things that don't taste good or feel good, so that's why," she explained of herself in a pretty innocent and naive way. Even so it was the absolute truth. Soon after her neck was clean and she was washing her hands off only to have Shota walk up on her his cock semi-flaccid but him aiming to come closer.

Meanwhile, Kama was having her holes invaded while she continued to fellate someone upside down for the first time. She'd seen Angelica in an upside down sixty-nine before but this had a different kind of appeal. According to Childe, there were a few annoying things in Kama's future and some were considered pitiful. Boundaries were being crossed though to him and he found it annoying enough to need to address it. He brought up his name and she released the tip of cock from her tongue to speak on it, though she continued to lick along its girth. "You mean the one most girls call you... Daddy, right?" she asked of him making sure her own brain hadn't been scrambled in the meantime. "I get having names you like being referred to well enough... did someone use that name and it annoyed you spiritually?" she asked wondering why such a thing was possible, but also figuring that anyone whom he'd be annoyed by also possessing the name was obviously not reasonable for the role. As she continued on her journey several kisses were placed along his shaft and right at the head of his cock before she opened her mouth again to suck while he spoke in the moment.

Nao managed to surprise himself with his own persistence. On the other hand, he couldn't take any credit for it. There was something about Nara Rita, like an innate ability to inspire and influence. Compulsion was what led to his renewed vigor and eventual delivery of what Rita desired. Sadly, the cost to Nao was his ability to breathe. Effort already put into surviving Rita's movements joined the stress required to keep pushing beyond ejaculation, taking a heavy toll on his lungs. He was still frantically thrusting away when Rita stopped moving and started speaking. "Hah! Gaah! Is that it? Did I win?!" he wondered. Apparently, Nao had been a bit too preoccupied to realize climax had been achieved by the woman already.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was explaining her desire to keep away from swallowing semen. She compared its texture to mucus, and complained about its taste to boot. Obviously, this girl wasn't one for the fun side of things as he saw it. While reality would say they were on two different pages, Shota would say she needed to get on the right track. It would all be a matter of time, Shota thought. "Sou ka. Never heard any complaints, but I get it. Let me know if you change your mind," he said. Now within striking distance, Shota put a hand to his own cock and began stroking again. It wouldn't take much to reinvigorate himself. "So you had both your showers. How about we get a look at your naughty side? How do you wanna go from here?"

The name 'Daddy' was assumed to be the thing Childe was upset about. Again, Kama wasn't wrong. There were, however, some finer details to a name/title like that, and how it worked in the grand scheme of things. While Kama went back to sucking, he took a moment to sigh and bask in the sensation. In that same time, Childe's fingers were consistently jabbing down into her holes as if stirring the blend of fluids within each. "It's something like that, but a bit more. You don't even know who else calls me that, but I see you already understand a lot of people do. It's not so simple as a name. It's an identity, a promise... a contract. There are certain things you can accept within yourself and accept from the person reaching out to you under that moniker. It becomes you, you become it. The bigger something like that gets, and the bigger the person in question is, the more it becomes exclusive. Understand, Kochou?"

Rita reached climax with the extra work being put in by Nao, and the lad was so committed to the act he seemed to have missed the moment. Oh well, it didn't matter, Rita knew she'd reached satisfaction due to his own actions and thus as he caught his breath, leaned back and pecked his cheek. "Hai, you did. Got a bit worked up there didn't you... didn't feel it? Well, I suppose that one was more for me to feel anyways~" she asked of him almost teasingly. Still, she was content to collapse for a few more seconds thereafter before making the decision to begin separating just a bit. "I didn't overwork you did I?" she asked of him pretty earnestly. She understood she'd pushed quite a few of his buttons and even if he was interested in sex, that didn't mean her appetites had to be solved by him. If nothing else, he gave her something else to think about, compared to her failed marriage partner she'd been having quite a good time the last few days. She'd allow him some time to recover as she did the same all while the dryer gently hummed in its last few minutes of a cycle.

At the same time, Shota seemed to think over her answer, claiming that he'd never gotten a complaint about any of the things she'd mentioned but he understood her point. She really wondered if he did, considering he mentioned her telling him if she changed her mind at some point. Mitsuki was fairly certain she wouldn't change her mind. And even though he'd gotten no complaints perhaps those women simply liked things like that? Or they really liked him enough to go along with his desires. She wasn't that invested and even if she became more invested she doubted it'd be worth it to try and swallow a loogy just to make someone else happy. "I don't see myself changing my mind about something like that..." she said clearly. She couldn't even think of something that could change her mind. Unless semen random gained a better texture and started tasting like yogurt or something. He was stroking himself back up to firmness and asking what she wanted to do, specifically he wanted to see her naughty side and once again a light bit of confusion hit her face. "Naughty side..." she said almost quizzically something about what he said since they'd gotten involved always seemed a bit off but not in an obvious way. She still wasn't sure what it was, but she was committed to trying out the sex act before anything else. "We could go to the bed and have room and comfort... that seems like it'd be best. Also do you have condoms for that? 'Cause I have some but it might be a tight squeeze..." she mentioned earnestly. In truth his cock was pretty impressive.

Meanwhile, Kama was receiving understanding nad having her insides churned up. Though initially Childe was only managing to enjoy the sensation of her mouth on his cock he did have clarifications to offer her. All the while she was building an orgasm, her core and rear tightening around the fingers which remained soaked in her juices and his saliva. A lot of people apparently called him 'Daddy' though Kama didn't yet know who that list included she assumed it was whoever he was perfectly matched with in addition to some other higher tier existences. He went on to explain the weight of such a title. The title was a big one, one which had multiple tiers of meaning and deepening connection. To accept that name was not just an increase on one side but a dmeand for certain action going outwards... that was what Kama took from his explanation. Her mouth would come off the tip of his cock and she'd lick it once more before gently pecking it. "Hai, it makes sense to me. So basically someone is making use of the name but not living up enough to it, for the standards set? I also assume because you want to do something about it yourself, it doesn't have the natural negative outcomes of things like using magic too big for your body or something like that? Am I right about that?" she wondered if her understanding was complete enough, and moaned as she orgasmed on his fingers while sucking his cock back towards her convulsing throat. She still couldn't quite swallow him down without the twitches in her throat, but she was growing to enjoy them quite a bit, being the kind of masochist she was.

When Rita leaned back to peck his cheek, Nao gained an understanding that the job was now done. He could finally breathe easy, slow to a stop and maybe let his erection wane for once today. His chest was making massive movements due to the deepness of breaths he took, but that would be fine. Rita wanted to know if she'd overworked him. Well, the blame could be cast on both of them, and Nao would throw it his own way first. He was the one who ultimately decided not to stop until Rita was satisfied. Basically hanging by the washing machine to remain standing, Nao removed the hand from Rita's hip and flashed a thumbs-up. "Overwork me... all you want. I'll do it!" he heaved. Slowly were his legs giving out, guiding him toward the floor over time. With Rita also taking it upon herself to separate them, however, Nao felt... milked. Something more was definitely oozing out of his cock during that separation, doing so all the way into the moments of freedom that saw him fall fully to the floor. "Haah... I think... best job ever. Bonus package. Good," he said while trying to get himself together. Earlier, Nao wondered if this was the kind of job that involved sex as an alternative to bonus pay. Now, in the afterglow of something mind-blowing, there was a part of him hoping it could be. Of course, he could barely even articulate such a thought.

Mitsuki didn't think her mind could be changed. She wasn't the first to say something like that, nor would she be the last. They all caved after experiencing him fully. "Hey, you never know? A lot of things happen in the heat of the moment, Chigucchi♥" Shota declared. If he left her exhausted, panting and overstimulated, she surely wouldn't even try to reject a load shot into her face. As for the naughty side of Mitsuki he wanted to see, her idea was to move to the bed. Shota thought that was a bit vanilla and lacking the urgent need for his cock that he wanted to portray in video, but it was the premier location for sexual activity that couldn't be complained about. Condoms, however, were an annoyance. He didn't fancy using them, but there was a lot of potential in doing so as per Mitsuki's desire. Besides, he usually had some handy. "Oh it's gonna be a tight squeeze~" he said first and foremost. "I've got a few on me. After you, Chigucchi. Get on that bed and let me know how you wanna get wrecked♥~"

Childe had already entertained the idea of involving himself in Kakihara Shota's eventual downfall. Now, it was a certainty. He couldn't have weak little idiots tainting the lore of his title across the cosmos; it would be even more annoying to fix than most other things. If he didn't have to find the right time and place to interject without ruining the timeline, he would have made his appearance in this exact moment. Through the void, he could see it: the event of Shota meeting with one Shichigu Mitsuki. She was an interesting target as well. Perhaps he'd even add an alternate-reality nightmare to Shota's experience based on the moment now happening? That was a fun idea. Whatever the case, there was Kama's understanding to address. "It's... something like that, yeah. Look at it this way: you don't want to meet someone and find out you've got a bad reputation just because another person with your name dragged it through the mud before, right? It's like that, but without the opinion clause. We exist as manifestations of our own stories. Don't let someone write the footnotes of your own autobiography," he concluded. "Oh, but you're right, so..." Since Kama was on the right track and once again taking as much of him into her mouth as possible, Childe figured a different sort of affirmative was in order. As such, his hips bucked to force his length deeper than what she was managing alone, and with that came another torrent of mana into Kama's throat. "Have that on me!"

A job of the sexual variety had been successfully completed, and Nao could breathe easy, whenever he actually managed to catch his breath. For now, Rita seemed to be relaxed enough even as Nao made his way to the seated position on the floor and claimed she could overwork him. A flashed thumbs up as they separated and his words made her smile as she nodded. "Hai hai, I'm glad to hear it~" Rita said lightly. Of course, as he settled in it seemed he'd not quite gotten back up to complete sentences. "Best job ever, huh? We haven't even gotten to actual work yet. Still, I'm glad you think so... I think I found a pretty reliable pick-up in you, Aihara-kun~" Rita said. Anything known as milking wasn't something she'd done with purpose, instead it was simply something she knew to happen potentially. It was nothing to fuss about it. "Oh, but this job will probably also still have regular bonuses. As soon as the staff is fully set. I wouldn't want to keep anyone from having a good life or anything like that..." Rita mentioned earnestly. She then remembered something important. "At the risk of randomly switching topics, did you like the cake? I meant to ask before... but it got away from me for a minute there~" she said about the actual dessert she'd left the lad. There was the gentle rumble of the dryer at her back and that large tattoo down her leg seemed to tingle to her but that was obviously just some of those ghost sensations from getting it at a time she didn't remember. Nothing was wrong in Rita's world presently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was steadily getting more and more information about the differences between her and Kakihara Shota. He declared that in the heat of the moment things could change for her rational mind. That sounded like one of those cliché lines given by the 'bad boy' types in movies. Even though he likely had some reason to believe in the truth of those words, she wasn't the type to let unexperienced things dictate her understanding. Even if she'd managed to go about being a bit of a party girl today, there wasn't any alcohol or anything like that involved. Maybe it'd just been a while and the prospect of trying something new was a bit too irresistible? It was often said that people were their horniest during conventions. She could be led along by that thought alone, and the words from Shota already. If nothing else, she did fully intend to have sex with him, and if a bit of 'sexier' behavior would motivate him, and keep him from saying things that confused her or ruined her own mood, it might be worth it to give a bit. Even now he was doing it, but she'd go along, especially after taking another casual glance at his manhood. "Okay, hand me the condom~" she asked as she headed over to the bed. If he gave into that desire, she'd take the condom and place it between her lips, crawling into bed with it only to turn around stark naked. March would look to him with a blush on her face while mentally hyping herself up. 'A cute girl can be direct!' she encouraged before she spoke. "Put this on and then bend me over this bed and put it in here..." she said, opening her closed folds to show off the rest of her goods. That wasn't too embarrassing. She could manage if she sad it that way, she decided.

Meanwhile, Kama was learning that her understanding was indeed right but being given some extra information to go along with it. Childe's explanation also shed light on a thought process that Sakura had been working on for quite a while before now. The humans she met did seem obsessed with their reputations, but if that ideation trickled down from beings whose power structure was determined by tales told of them, it made sense to want to protect yourself in that way. "Sou ka, I understand a lot now... arigatou gouzaimasu, Onii-chan~" Kama stated before she went back. And now she was having soemthing on him? A further push down her throat and a certain explusion of mana, her brain was already firing on multiple cylinders and now she had even more power to go with it. Her two minds synced and then began to separate for a bit as time began to converge on this moment. She'd swallow his essence for quite a while before pulling back, she'd smooch the tip again before speaking. "Hmm, I wonder if I could use my time here to finish working on my little one. It sounds like you have quite a lot to do yourself... does that mean our time is about over now?" she asked of Childe seeming to come to an understanding about the situation based on their placement within the crumbled space and her own previously dead self.