Charles Patricius

"You have no idea," Akira said with a sigh. Chizuru seemed to understand how things could be hectic when trapped in a hospital bed, but Akira's day was made worse for completely unrelated reasons... twice. It really wouldn't be a bad idea to binge another season of anime and forget the rest of the day. If nothing else, he was likely to forget based on what Chizuru chose to wear during this visit. He couldn't say with certainty whether her lack of sweat was positive or negative, but that lack of coverage for the top portion of her torso was certainly the former. He was chosen by the binge, according to Chizuru. He'd be one of 'them' she continued. Akira heard those words, but processed them differently. He'd been chosen by the deviant thoughts, and would submit to them at every opportunity. How could he not? The way Chizuru's cleavage showed, it would be so easy to just... slip something into her shirt. While Akira dealt with a thousand degenerate thoughts, Chizuru confirmed her cooking ability and offered to be his hands for the meal. "That's a lot to go through for my sake. Arigatou. I─" He stopped there, flabbergasted by the sudden spoonful of food held to his face. An offer to be his hands was one thing, but experiencing it was different. Moreover, Chizuru's open mouth with that added sound was infinitely distracting; he couldn't look at the spoon. Akira merely sat there, mouth gaping in amazement and... realizing he was staring after a few moments. "Ah..." He released a noise only due to his own realization, thinking there was only one answer to this awkward situation he created. As such, Akira shifted his gaze to the spoon and attacked it. Ah, but it seemed he'd actually bit the spoon itself in the process. Thinking wasn't his greatest point of strength at the moment.

Luckily for Shota, the same could be said of Mitsuki in a way. He unknowingly managed to avoid something that probably wouldn't have helped his production. In doing so, he also managed to get another favorable reaction from Mitsuki while cramming his naked cock into her core. Nothing felt better than the raw experience. Here and now, it would just be a stepping stone toward something even greater than before. "Oops. Was that too much?~" Shota teased as his hips began working overtime, his cock angling this way and that way within Mitsuki's canal on a repeating journey to her cervix. "You like that, don't ya'?♥"

Meanwhile, the other universe's Mitsuki was joking along during a meeting that would progress more... smoothly, so to speak. Her word choice was of the dangerous variety though, as Ajax saw it. "There's that choice of words again. Watch out. Showers don't have to involve water, you know?" he warned. Ajax knew what Shota's idea of a shower had been with the other Mitsuki, but he also knew such a thing was aligned to the desires of himself and many others as well. Mitsuki was an excellent photographer, but also an excellent canvas. Ah, but what else was she good at? Following the orders of her soul was the answer. After viewing his unfiltered form and receiving a lighthearted question, she responded in such a way as to bind herself cosmically. "Daddy, huh? It's a little early for that, isn't it?" he asked jokingly as a hand rose to Mitsuki's chin, tilting it up. She commented on her ability, or lack thereof, to handle all he had to offer. Such was a concern even for the magically inclined of this era, but Ajax was a reasonable guy... sometimes. "I'm sure you can. But if you're worried about it, I'll only be as gentle or as rough as you want. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. It's fun to ride on both sides like that sometimes, so I'll throw you a bone today. Sound good, Mi-tsu-ki-chan?"

Akira had apparently been through quite the stressful day. "I can sympathize but my own day was pretty normal~" Chizuru mentioned as she was settling in. Sitting directly across from the lad and offering to feed him as she fed herself was too much. Well, so were the apparent dirty thoughts he maintained. She couldn't say for certain exactly what he was thinking about, but she knew she was showing just the right amount of skin and just the right combination of gestures to appear rather open to sexual experiences without seeming too pushy about it. Like someone who learned of sexual activities from watching things but may have only had a bit of experience herself. Just the same watching him stumble and stare as he she held out the spoon for him was almost too much. That bite delivered all the way to the spoon was interesting. "Hehehe~ I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I didn't cook the spoon. I can't say it will be easy on the digestion~" she offered in her lightly joking tone. Whenever he let go of that spoon with his teeth she'd use it again on the bowl and once more assemble a nice bite but this one, was specifically for her. "Itadakimasu~" she chimed as if she wasn't the one who cooked the food. She'd go to eat it, without hesitation while making very direct eye contact with the lad. Her mouth engulfing the spoon, while she made very direct eye contact with Akira. Well, she did offer for them to eat together that shouldn't have been too surprising.

Meanwhile, a different kind of table was being turned, Mitsuki was actually trying her hand at dirty talk only to have her words stolen by his sudden re-entry into her form. It was hot, wet and quite thick to feel from her own perspective. Her body was twitching again as if orgasm was something which was promised. Luckily enough for Shota, it would seem Mitsuki would have a few more moments of a lack of thought. She wouldn't be able to put together anything to be angry about in the middle of this sexual experience. And to his credit it did feel quite a bit better than it had before. Mitsuki would try not to think of his incessant chatter as a negative. "Haaa~" was she going to say yes? Or was she going to say something else? Well it didn't really matter as she could feel him rather deeply inside her and it wasn't something she hated. Ah, actually when he was moving his hips like that and she was moving hers, each of those angled strokes towards her cervix felt quite nice. She couldn't say she disliked this feeling at all, "Hai♥!~ I like when it's that deep!~" yes, that was what she would be choosing to say. She wasn't lying and it didn't feel wrong coming out of her mouth. She could deal with that at least.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was once again having showers mentioned in a fairly indirect sort of way. Still there was something about the way it was said which made her give a slightly sheepish reply. "Well, as long as it's not anything gross I think I could handle it. Besides you were talking about seeing my hair wet anyway, as long as the order is right it wouldn't be that big a deal," Mitsuki mentioned. Such was the nature of those who were mostly innocent. Meanwhile the name 'Daddy' had slipped from between her lips and she was still embarrassed about it. "I still don't know where it came from, but it didn't feel wrong..." she muttered softly. It might have been too early but he hadn't given anything resembling negative feedback. Beyond this point with Mitsuki unable to decide where her eyes were going, it would seem that Ajax was keen to follow her instructions to some extent if she was worried about it. That was nice to know, rather comforting really. "Sounds great, Daddy..." once again her soul spoke and not her mouth and it caused her face to flush intensely. "I really can't stop..." she mentioned not knowing where it came from. "Still a cute girl should be able to call a hot caring guy Daddy if she wants, especially when ti feels right and he accepts, right?" she decided on her own so long as no negatives came from him. "So, how about that kiss and then we start at gentle and I see how much I can take?" she asked seemingly excited about the potential sexual endeavor which was currently happening.

Akira bit a spoon. It was far from the first time he'd done something so random, and it wouldn't be near the last time either. Once he got rid of that ringing sensation stemming from his teeth, Akira regained his sensibilities. Only then could he actually taste the food in his mouth. "Umai..." he muttered. One could almost perceive a single tear welling up atop his bottom eyelid. It may have only been a short stay in the hospital thus far, but either real food now tasted divine... or Chizuru was really an excellent cook. Perhaps it was both? He could believe that. Regardless, Akira did release the spoon from his mouth... only to see Chizuru prepare another bite to take herself. Surely that wasn't her plan all along, right? They were a bit old for the 'indirect kiss' scenario to be a big deal, yet Akira couldn't keep himself from staring and blushing over the occurrence. Maybe he was imagining things, but the way Chizuru took that initial bite seemed innately sexual in nature. Could it have been the eye contact, the way her mouth moved... or just his erection talking? Well, it could have been anything. "You uh... only brought one spoon, huh?" he asked.

At long last, the version of Mitsuki dealing with Shota was going above and beyond expectation. He'd come to expect simpler answers from her, but a few additional words joined her most recent retort. She liked it deep, so he'd give it deep. Of course, Shota intended to do that anyway. How could he not use such a ridiculous amount of dick when he had it to offer? He really was doing this girl a service by involving her in his plans. He'd have his revenge, and she'd have the luxury of receiving dick she couldn't get anywhere else! Shota even thought to sweeten the deal a bit more with another... gift. "I like the way you're talking now, Chigucchi! How about we dust off round one with a big bang? Ask for it inside~" he urged while throbbing and grinding against her cervix between thrusts.

All the while, the Mitsuki in a calmer situation was expressing her interest in showers so long as it didn't include anything gross. Moreover, the idea of her wet hair was brought up again. Ajax supposed he'd be spending a fair amount of time in this hotel room after all, but that was fine. "I wouldn't put anything you don't like on you. Though... maybe something you don't know you'll like until you've experienced it," he rambled. It was always difficult to explain the magical side of some things, but everyone understood after a sample or so. Whatever the case, they had an agreement in the works. He'd take things at a pace Mitsuki could feel comfortable with, and she'd go forth with a newly discovered form of address for him so long as he accepted. "If it feels right, do it. That's how you should move forward in life," he said. An offer to settle that kiss and begin things gently was made. Ajax didn't act on the former right away, choosing instead to take a step back toward the shower. In doing so however, he kept his hand on Mitsuki's chin as if to guide her in with him. His free hand reached back to start the water once the dial was in reach. "We could, if you want to skip right ahead to the main event. Is that what you want?" Ajax asked as the water trickled over his head ─ an occurrence joined by his lips pressing against Mitsuki's. He'd leave her a bit of room to respond, but she'd have little choice but to do so between presses for a bit. Just the same, Shota recently found himself with little choice but to go looking around. He could have sworn he heard Mitsuki's voice yelling something. As she'd yet to return from answering the door, he decided to step out of the bedroom and check for her. Maybe she'd been caught up with whatever person wanted those pictures from the convention?

Apparently after getting over his bitten spoon, Akira was able to actually enjoy his food. That little whispered umai, was like music in Chizuru's ears. Though it wasn't often that she fed other people like this, it was always nice to have one's efforts appreciated. All the while, Chizuru put together a nice bite for herself and quite enjoyed it. She'd actually done a great job of this particular dish, and though she'd taken a few samples along the way for flavor and balancing, she'd not actually had the meal in it's complete form until now. "Mmmah♥~" she moaned a little while she ate, seemingly pleased by the combination. And yes, she mirrored this thoughts they were a bit too old to be cutesy about an indirect kiss, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be beating him over the head with the idea that all of her gestures weren't meant to be simple friendly instances. No, she'd tossed her hat into this ring and she didn't intend to leave without dragging the ring along with her. "Who carries around two spoons for a date, so not my style~" she said in a light manner. Even so, she'd put that spoon back into the bowl and piece together another perfect bite for him to have. She wasn't shying away at all and maintained eye contact. "Open up, seems like you're quite fond of it already~" she claimed as she held out the bite for him. There was no way she wasn't aware of all the places his eyes had graced her skin and mouth. And knowing that he was looking she'd take full advantage and make sure he had a reason to keep doing so.

While a pair ate dinner happily in a hospital room, a different pair was having sex in a hotel room. No matter what happened, Mitsuki wouldn't be regretting the physical aspect o this sexual encounter. The things around it, left a bit to be desired, but she always knew sex was give and take. This was an exchange not a service in either direction, so... she rather easily found herself going along a bit more than usual. At the very least, the lad hadn't lied about his ability to satisfy sexually, even if his attitude didn't always align to something she could deal with. In the present moments that constant knocking was happening near her cervix and after having said something would seem the lad was nearing his own end. She could feel that throbbing, more intensely than normal. Well, his question about finishing inside her was a bit absurd. He was wearing a condom, such things were for exactly this purpose. But given Shota's behavior, she knew he liked goading her into such things. Maybe it helped him get off, and as she was already doing so, allowing a bit of extra didn't seem so odd. "Yes, I want it inside..." well that wasn't an ask but it was technically it. At the same time, since she needed a few more thrusts to finish herself she didn't see it as a big deal. She felt the clutch of her own loins and knew she could finish either right before or right after he did.

Meanwhile, according to Ajax, there was sure he would only put something on Mitsuki that she liked, but she would have to find out she liked it first. That was an interesting thought, but given what this man was like already, she could almost say there wasn't much he could do to her that she wouldn't like. "Well, experience is important," she said in understanding. She wasn't a child refusing vegetables or anything. Moreover, Ajax did have something to say about her odd slips in words and her own understanding. He claimed that if it felt right she should do it. And that was a good way for her to live her life. That felt, oddly empowering for her, she grinned at the notion a deep blush on her face, "Yes, Daddy~" she agreed and felt like she'd be incorporating that bit into her life without hesitation. She was more the type to follow her dreams and instincts anyways. This wasn't much different. And now, after expressing her desires, she found herself being led along by the chin to follow Ajax to the shower. He let water pour over his own head and brought their lips together numerous times while questioning the actual desires Mitsuki held. Did she want to skip right to the main event? Well while their lips kept pressing together she didn't think she truly wanted to skip anything. And the more it happened the more she was sure she wanted to experience as much as possible. "Eto... I don't want to skip anything. I'm... just... feeling a little... anxious, you know?" she murmured. Still, she'd remain outside of the shower, unless he wanted her inside of it with him... "I could join you, in there... I'm getting all wet anyways~" she mentioned noting the water from his head leaning towards her own, though it was more likely her loins were soaked instead even after just a bit of a chat, a look and several presses of their lips together.

Something had to be wrong with Ichinose Chizuru. Something had to be wrong with Akira as well, but she definitely didn't need to moan that way from a bite of food. Did she secretly know about the hard-on he was hiding beneath the sheet with an arm? Were these little actions some cruel torment to keep him erect while he was incapable of dealing with the problem? Something had to be amiss. "Ah..." he uttered once more, again simply because the noise slipped through his throat. As for Chizuru's lack of a second spoon, she claimed carrying two for a date was not her style. "... Eh? For a what?" Akira questioned. When did this become a date? Well, it technically fit all the criteria. They were both away from home, alone together, eating and intending to watch some form of media. One of the two had even gotten dressed-up to come here. Still, that was more forward than he expected. "Did I mention you were confusingly forward?" he wondered. Even so, nothing would stop Akira from taking that second bite... though he did hesitate stare at the spoon for a few moments first. It seemed the 'indirect kiss' scenario wasn't such a simple immunity after all.

Shota's thrusts became long, deep and purposeful as he built toward his own climax. All of the tried and true methods were being used for the sake of getting Mitsuki under his clutches fully. He even knew the removal of that condom was widely considered a dirty move, but that wouldn't stop him from using it. No, they never had room to complain while filled with his incredible girth and plentiful seed. With Mitsuki claiming she wanted it inside, Shota was happy to acquiesce. "Good girl. Here comes your new favorite thing, Chigucchi!" he announced. With that, Shota thrusted with increased force and speed until a slight breach of Mitsuki's womb occurred. Only then was Shota's seed sprayed into the pink-haired girl's core ─ even as he continued those pumping motions at the very end of her canal and beyond.

Meanwhile, Ajax's advice was taken with an affirmative he'd become very accustomed to. He'd hear that from her a thousand more times in her future, his past. Such could be said about Mitsuki and many others... but not this version of Mitsuki ─ not so literally. Ah, but he supposed there would be at least a night of experiences with this one, all starting with a series of kisses en route to the active shower. Mitsuki didn't continue inward, but on the other hand... Ajax didn't stop tugging at her chin either. She was anxious, apparently. That was fine in Ajax's eyes. They could both enter the shower for starters. From there, anxieties and general concerns could begin wafting away. "No worries. I know how to deal with that," he said while reaching out to grasp a bottle of neutral liquid soap. After flipping that bottle upside-down, he'd proceed to squirt soap onto his torso... and Mitsuki's as well. This wasn't going to be a normal shower by any means; he'd apparently be washing his body by rubbing it against hers, all while attacking her lips with increasing fervor. Of course, that would also include using her thighs as a dual-sided loofa for his shaft once a few suds were accumulated between them.

There was nothing wrong with Ichinose Chizuru, well... unless one counted her being 'down horrendous' for Kurusu Akira as some sort of ailment. Did she need to moan while eating? Probably not. Was it her full intention to make sure all the pent up sexual attention that Kurusu Akira had was pointed at her? Also yes. Well, that wasn't a secret, she'd decided to date him a relatively long time ago, and now it was an option so she was making her push as earnestly as possible. "Ehehe~ You really sound so surprised by that," she said about the fact that she was referring to this moment of theirs as a date. "Me and you, sharing a meal, jokes and anecdotes is definitely a date, Kurusu-kun. I even made dinner~" she said. She knew this qualified as a date and she figured he did too, but still the shock on his face, the slightly confused tone, seemed so genuine. It was like he honestly didn't understand her interest in him. And that... just made it even better. His confusion and even that little hiccup about that second bite were enough to bring a grin to her face. His pause over that second bite, made it obvious that the whole 'indirect kiss' thing was probably still on his mind a bit more than he would have liked to admit. "Did the whole indirect kiss thing get to you because I mentioned the date?" she wondered as he finally took the bite. Her nature as someone confusingly straight forward was brought up and she managed to only have her brows gently furrow. "I've been told I am brutally straightforward, overwhelmingly straightforward and even annoyingly straightforward~" she said in a light-hearted way. "Never been told it's confusing before though... that fight with Truck-chan might have come with some special unlocks, Kurusu-kun~" joked though there was something more. "I did say I was throwing myself out there. I have a habit of doing that to an extreme I guess. But I think we get along and I think we're quite alike, so why shouldn't I make sure you understand how absolutely serious I am about that?~" she asked all the while preparing those bites one for him, one for her...

As one couple got to know each other a bit better, a different set of individuals was reaching the pinnacle of knowing each other. Mitsuki was able to feel the continued fervor and that gentle throbbing within her core would become something continuous. The slow build to an orgasm always yielded true relief. Mitsuki claimed she wanted it inside but figured this was part of the play that helped him. She didn't know the condom had been removed. So, once again she was called a good girl but could mostly ignore it as a final knock towards her womb sent her body teetering over the edge. Right up against her womb, no right inside it. Barely peeking into the entrance, and then... an expulsion of fluids, as she orgasmed but it wasn't simply her own. Her core convulsed and then relaxed. Her spine was tingling her mind was numbing and she felt oddly full. This wasn't the sensation of a condom ballooning at the the tip. No... this was actual thick seed spilling into her body right against her womb. The fresh flush she was feeling along with a moan was soon over taken by a clarity of understanding. "NOOOOOOOO!" she exclaimed, as she began crawling forward putting space between her and Shota the instant clarity hit her.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was taking a different pace. She found herself desirous and skittish a strange combination for sure, but it seemed Ajax was used to that. He'd kept a good hold of her chin while they kissed and she'd ended up following him into the shower. Imagine her surprise when he pulled out neutral scented soap and began pouring it on himself. He rubbed against her, allowing her to feel his hard, perfectly chiseled torso against her own softness. She found herself moving against him as they kissed more enjoying the sensation of them touching like this. "Ah, yeah... thanks for that..." she murmured against his lips. She found herself panting as she rubbed against him and enjoyed the sensation of his thickness between her thighs enough to rub against it even as the suds traveled down her own shorter torso towards his cock. Her arms would eventually even be wrapping around him as she began the process of 'clinging' as some would call it all to feel even more places where their skin touched. "Probably sounds weird, but, you feel really good even just rubbing against me like this..." she said softly. "I really like it when you touch me like this, Daddy~" she admitted still blushing. For Mitsuki currently this was like their own little world, how could she do anything but dive as deeply as possible into the man who was offering himself to her?

True enough, Akira was quite surprised by Chizuru's statement. Though all the necessary qualifications of a date had been met, it was unusual for anyone to call something a date so randomly. Weren't prior arrangements a thing in society these days? Apparently, she'd been called various types of straightforward before, but never confusingly so. "Brutally, overwhelmingly... yeah I can see it. I don't think it's annoying though. Maybe a little weird," he mused, seeming to give it a great deal of consideration. Maybe that encounter with a truck really did give him some special unlock. Life had been very strange this past couple of days, after all. "Maybe it did. I could do with disabling some of them though. Uh... not you. I mean... well... I don't get why you're bothering, but it's still kind of nice," he said. It was becoming blatantly obvious how serious Chizuru was in her advances, though that changed virtually nothing. Her apparent interest in him could easily crumble in a matter of seconds, for one reason or another. "We're probably not as similar as you think. For starters, you're a lot more outgoing and outspoken than I am. We might not actually work out long-term."

Speaking of things that didn't work out long-term, Shota's plan was getting the opposite reaction to what he desired. Well, the physical response of Mitsuki was aligned to his wishes. He felt that quaking of her walls as his baby batter spilled into her womb, and he knew her body fully accepted every action he took. From her mouth, however, Mitsuki screamed an elongated 'no' upon realizing what happened. She aimed to crawl away from him, but Shota decided to bear weight upon the small of her back and keep pumping away. "Whoops! Must've fallen off before I went back in! No use crying over spilt milk though, eh Chigucchi?♥" he asked while pushing right back against her cervix.

Meanwhile, Ajax had a version of Mitsuki moving anywhere but away. They were both within the shower with soap spreading between their bodies. Suds formed as flesh rubbed, all for the sake of cleaning Ajax's body and... Mitsuki's as well, though the magical methodology behind erasing Shota's influence was a different matter entirely. According to Mitsuki, she liked the way he felt with their slippery bodies rubbing against each other. He didn't respond right away. No, Ajax kept rubbing against the girl and stroking his shaft between her thighs, all while taking her lips again and again. Eventually, her bottom lip was dragged between his ─ just before his tongue lashed out against it and lingered. There were no words from Ajax still ─ only a smug little grin of acknowledgement. All the while, that universe's Shota was reaching the front door and finding no signs of the girl he sought. Where had she gone? He even opened the door just slightly to peek out into the hallway. Surely she didn't run off in that short amount of time. . .

Chizuru and Akira got their date properly underway with happy conversation. The bit of the conversation which was about herself, Chizuru would hear out while she ate her own bites of food. And while she'd answered she'd make offerings to Akira, such would be the pattern she undertook. He could apparently understand the thought of her being both overwhelming and brutal in her straightforwardness, but he apparently didn't find her annoying at all. Just a little weird, "Oh? That's good, weird is better than normal. And as long as you don't find me annoying to deal with I can keep pushing forward~" Chizuru mentioned as she held a full spoon out for him again. Her teasing joke about potential unlocks due to his near-death experience was accepted, though apparently his new knowledge wasn't all it was cracked up to be. "I told you why, because I like you and I think we have a lot in common. If you're really curious about the specific moment though, I'll tell you. But it'll have to be out little secret~" she said offering him a playful wink. There was a specific moment in their interactions, or rather right before they started which made Chizuru sure she wanted to get to know this young man specifically and she'd likely have to out herself as a bit more than a weirdly straight-forward nerd pervert to explain it to him. She'd take another bite and then assemble one for him while hearing out his newest set of words. He saw them as markedly different because of their introverted and extroverted natures. "Hm, is that a problem? You haven't seen the memes... "He didn't order pickles on his sandwich?~ That one is me, you seem like you'd enjoy a pushier person out in front~" she said a cheeky smirk coming to her face as she moved the spoon back to herself and raised it to her lips while making exceedingly direct eye contact. Her tongue would flick out first and then she'd swallow what she lapped up as far as the sauce was concerned.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing clarity post orgasm which brought her mind and body back into sync. Though she'd accepted the sex and her own desire to try something new, this lad with her continued to push boundary after boundary. This one in particular wasn't one she'd easily recover from, and it required more immediate attention. There was a danger present which her mind, body and soul wouldn't ignore, one which brought sobriety to her former horniness extremely quickly. Ah, but of course, Kakihara Shota wouldn't just accept that she was trying to separate both of them post orgasm. He bore down on her with his weight and continued to push towards her womb with his cock and her body still full of his expelled fluids. His words about crying over spilled milk hit her ears as a complete disregard for her life, personal safety and happiness and a complete lack of disregard for the clear and present danger to herself, coupled with a decision he didn't even allow her to make and was currently trying to use sex to distract her from. "Ug-ah! No! This isn't milk! What's wrong with you?! Get off of me this is an emergency!" she exclaimed, her head flew back as she tried to free herself this time, most likely to knock him in his chin or chest depending on his placement as she used the time to get the leverage necessary to force their proper separation. He'd pushed a step too far and just the act of sex now wasn't worth the dangers it presented.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different universe was having a much less forceful time. She was being rubbed against and uttering sweet little sentences all of her own accord. All the whole the thought of the other man in her hotel room had completely slipped her mind. No, she was fully engrossed right now, slipping her body against Ajax's and sliding her arms around him while his cock slid between her legs repeated against both her thighs. She was also still kissing him and it would deepen in turn. She could swear his mouth tasted delicious but she couldn't quite place the flavors, regardless she wanted more and wouldn't be stopping the depth of this kiss at all. Him dragging her bottom lip and extending a tongue which she found herself excitedly trying to wrestle with in the shower. His acknowledgement and that sexy grin of his were more than enough to get her going and keep her there. What was more, she definitely felt like this was something she should be pursuing without any questions asked. All that rubbing and the water cascading from the showerhead she didn't even care if she got fully wet this time or not. In fact it was her ultimate plan to do so... if only because Ajax claimed some interest in seeing it. All the while her hands were moving up the broad expanse of his back and finding it to be just as muscled as his fore, surely he should have been a model already.

Chizuru would accept weird over normal. In that regard, they could totally relate. Kurusu Akira, the true form of him unseen by the masses, was anything but the milquetoast individual others knew. Perhaps they had different perspectives though? He mulled over that matter while taking the occasional bite, falling into rotation rather seamlessly. There seemed to be a particular reason, or rather a moment, behind Chizuru's interest. What could that have been? They'd known each other for quite some months now, but he couldn't think of any interesting qualities she could have seen in him. "I'm curious," he said after some deep recollection. Regarding the noted difference between them, Chizuru presented it as a positive in her own favor. The pushiness never ended with this one; she was definitely resolute if nothing else. "Well... yeah, that's true and I've seen that meme... but..." Akira seemed to be undergoing some real, deep thought for a few moments. In the midst of his clause, he fell silent for a few moments. What did he have to say afterwards? "... I like pickles." That was all he had. In that moment, Akira decided to merely go for the most deadpan joke he could possibly muster.

In the meantime, Kakihara Shota was being resisted with more physicality than expected. Mitsuki moved her upper body back until her head struck his chest. Doing so was enough to leave Shota incapable of further pumping, but he dropped his phone to wrap an arm around her torso at that moment. Despite her arguing and resistance, he didn't intend to let Mitsuki go just yet. "Oi oi, you're making too big a deal out of it. I'll go pick up the pill in the morning. Might as well kick back and enjoy for now!" he insisted, showing a marked effort to return his earlier motions.

Across the border between this reality and the next, one set of motions went on uninterrupted. The longer Ajax and Mitsuki rubbed against each other, the steamier things got. While Shota busied himself outside checking for Mitsuki's location, she was in that shower being rubbed, groped and tongued until the suds between her and Ajax was rinsed away by running water. Eventually, Mitsuki would find something more than Ajax's cock between her legs. One of his hands had slipped down the back of her thigh until its fingers shifted inward ─ all to wrap around that thigh and lift it. She had no need to worry about balance or slipping, as it seemed Ajax was more than capable of keeping her steady with that one hand. In fact, he was going to keep lifting while steadying her opposite side with the other hand. Mitsuki would be lifted higher and higher while those aggressive lips of Ajax's pecked their way down her neck, then torso.

Chizuru would always accept being weird, it was a hallmark of her personality. As the pair fell into a pattern of eating and swapping occasional words for food, their conversation would flow naturally. The rhythm established by their food consumption wouldn't be disrupted even by the casual conversation. It seemed that Kurusu Akira maintained a curiosity about Chizuru's interest in him and she would answer it with a wide grin spreading across her face, "You know... the first time I saw you... wasn't when I introduced myself to you. I happened to pass you in a very deep conversation with someone during orientation. I knew I had to talk to you then, so I watched you for the rest of orientation and then... I introduced myself the first day of classes~" she mentioned almost eerily. "Do you know what I'm studying in school?" she asked it would almost seem unrelated but it wasn't. But it was in a round about way. Having decided to lay it all on the table, she decided something else as well. Ah, but that statement would have to wait for a bit, while they discussed her more forthright personality and he had a response while she ate. He'd seen the meme she mentioned that paired strong women with softer men and claimed... that he liked pickles. She looked at that deadpan expression and had a follow up for him. "No, you don't. I tell you what you like!" she came back with an unusual amount of seriousness and direct eye contact, before she fell into laughter. "Bwahahahaaha~ How did you hold that?" she asked lightly needing to take a sip of that drink with the straw sticking out of it, and offering it to him afterwards.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki just couldn't quite pull away. Her first offered resistance hadn't worked, but by the second at least the phone was dropped. Of course when he was called out on the actual problem he'd created for her, Kakihara Shota had the pure audacity to claim she was overreacting to this massive problem. "You should get it, you did this!" Mitsuki snapped, ah but he was still lodged inside her. Even though there were a whole list of things she was upset about, the most of it was currently that his semen was inside of her, obviously already near enough to her womb to make the trip to impregnation without even the hinderance of natural antibodies getting in the way. There was no real way to kick back and enjoy when something so jarring had happened, it definitely didn't need to for either of them to enjoy. She needed to get clean and get away from this guy who obviously had no respect for anyone else's boundaries. Basic education said that allowing such things to fester was a bad idea. And allowing it to happen multiple times was also that, "I need to get clean and you need a condom... if it was an accident then you shouldn't be so easy-going about it," she stated firmly though her reaction wasn't quite as violent as it had been. She still didn't want this man's spunk inside her, nor did she like the idea of being saddled with a kid by him. The more she thought about it... the more upset she'd get, but it was decently hard to argue with someone's cock already inside of you.

While one version of Mitsuki was being forced into calmness another was only becoming more excited. Bodies were pressed and rubbed together until the created suds were rinsed clean. Still the steamy nature of this shower didn't seem to be lowering at all. No, Mitsuki was wrestling tongues and lips and still rubbing her body against Ajax's with her arms around him. He rhair had long since become damp but it mattered very little in the grand scheme of things. Instead, she found herself with a hand between her legs as she was lifted. With those lifts she found herself approaching something to even ground though a little giggle did escape her as the lift began. "Ehehe~" was the first sound to escape her, but it'd become a moan as Ajax began kissing down her neck and torso. "Ah~ What are you doing to me?~" she asked moaning her happines. All the while, one would have assumed Ajax to be the only invited guest within the room which belonged to her. As they continued in the shower, the thought of Kakihara Shota still wasn't present for her, she'd completely forgotten about him as she delved deeper and deeper into Ajax's attentions.