Charles Patricius

Kazuhiko was in place ─ the perfect position to take action, with even the bonus of Miko's elevated leg. Even so, action was not taken with any great urgency. He spent several minutes completely ignoring the potential for penetration. Kazu seemed satisfied enough wrestling Miko's tongue from above, leaving her as the victim of saliva affected by gravity. One of his arms was even cradling her head eventually. Alas, Kazu and his body were obviously having a disagreement. He may have been content with this, but there were other powers at work.

Even before anything resembling penetration, Kazuhiko was throbbing between the girl's legs. His hips moved with an agenda all their own during those minutes, causing the underside of his cock to rub against Miko's folds. Slowly did he shift and grind. Perhaps he would have been less riled-up if he just worked out the rest of that partial ejaculation earlier? No, surely any calmness he gained from doing that would be gone by now anyway. After a few minutes, Kazu realized that buildup was going somewhere, and... he recalled an earlier urge. "Annie..." he muttered during one very short breath between tongue swabs. Such would be how the rest of his clause continued as well. "There was something I wanted to see earlier."

There was perfection found in their current positioning. At any time a push forward could have been made... it would have been easy for Kazuhiko to sink himself into Miko's body. She even left herself open and waiting for it. But... it hadn't come yet. No, instead she was being cradled and the lad was slowly grinding against her exposed undercarriage. Every moment sending a jolt of sensation through her folds which had her gently moaning into his mouth and soaking the underside of his cock in her juices. Whatever he was preparing for, she couldn't fight it. She had no resistance built up to him. And even though they'd not yet brought their bodies fully together she could already tell it was going to be an experience.

As he cradled her, one of her own arms was found up. She'd traced up his sided and allowed her arm to find its home on his upper back. She'd run her hands through the mess of his hair and held him close with tension at his scalp. By the time he pulled away even the little required to speak, a squeak of a whining noise escaped her lips. Still his tongue came right back a moment later. He called her Annie and she truly didn't mind it. That's who'd she'd been for three hundred years and it was how he knew her best. She had no confusion about which form of her he liked best, she was being shown already that it was just her, regardless of the form. "Charlie♫~" she sang as her eyes opened. There was an intense blush on her face. "Let's make it happen then♪~" she said. If this was a dream, she wasn't going to deny him or her something they wanted. If it wasn't she sure didn't want to skip anything they wanted. Whatever he wanted to see, if she could show him, she'd agree without hesitation. She'd once said she'd follow him anywhere, and she was just now coming to realize exactly what she'd meant by that.

Over the course of their morning thus far, Kazu felt a great many things. On the other hand, there were very few things he'd been able to see outside of that tease offered by the lass earlier. He knew things that happened, of course, but seeing was a different matter entirely. Surely Miko didn't mind. Indeed, her eventual words confirmed that assumption, making it seem as if she wouldn't mind anything happening at this point. "Hai," Kazu said, slightly taken aback. With that, he brought lips and tongues together again, and continued his efforts.

Only a few more minutes of this passed before that incessant throbbing of Kazu's member reached fever pitch. At such a time, he lifted his upper body and stroked against her folds further. It was time he got rid of the remainder. One friction-filled thrust, one deep grunt, and he was sullying Yuuya's room once again. Of course, that wasn't the important thing. The thing of greatest importance would be the sullying of Miko as he sprayed an ivory shower over the whole of her upper body, face, and... the bed beyond. That was another thing to worry about later, but there was no time to focus on that. Kazu was in a trance upon finally having that visual ─ though not a legitimate magical trance. Actually, the state he was in resulted in the quick snatching of his phone... and there it was again. Just as before, his thumb was rapidly tapping the screen. His arm moved around in an almost comedic fashion, mindlessly snapping photographs of the coated Miko from various angles. No way was he going to miss an opportunity to see this visual a thousand times over.

There was a certain amount of openness that was presented by Iino Miko. She was willing to explore as she always was, probably even more considering her own own focus in this moment. There was a certain low level shock as she made her agreement, even without knowing exactly what it was that Kazuhiko himself was after. The truth of the matter was, that Miko would have agreed to most things where Kazuhiko was concerned, especially in the context of their current adventure. It didn't matter though, he was leaning back in and Miko was accepting him once more, this time their mouths and lips made contact.

And thus they started up again. There was a throbbing coming from Kazuhiko's dick as it rubbed against Miko's folds. And Miko for her part in this was having her own building sensation. That movement against her folds was quite enticing. She could feel the throbbing and they were still kissing several minutes more. Such a grinding type of wet sensation could easily contribute to an orgasm on her part and would do so... "Aaaah♫~" she moaned her happiness as she was washed in a wave of Kazuhiko's expulsion. How interesting. It still made her skin tingle and though her eyes closed initially a certain wetness occurred between her legs and a splash of fluids from her also covered the lower half of their current spot. Ah, this was a picture time. Miko licked her lips as several mindless photos were taken of her covered in spunk. She truly didn't mind and those eyes of hers eventually opened. Her face was gently red and she found herself staring up at Kazuhiko rather innocently but it gained a direct contrast given she was covered in spunk at the same time. She'd even be cute and strike a pose or two offering the lad a wink and a peace sign around her left eye. "Sou ka, you've become quite the photographer♫~" she teased as if she wasn't the one who told him he should. Whatever the case, if he saw something he liked she was happy to give him what he wanted.

Kazuhiko's thumb was getting more of a workout than any other part of his body so far. He clicked and clicked, ensuring every possible moment of this visual was captured in the form of images. He gathered pictures of Miko licking her lips. He captured the wink, the peace sign, and everything between. If Kazu ever found himself alone and wanting in the future, he'd have more than enough material to handle his own issues. Whether that moment came or not, at least he had some interesting things to look at in his phone. Maybe he'd have the time for a bit of nighttime perusing, or even a casual nostalgia trip that became not so casual after its beginning. Some use would be found. "I'm not sure I'd put it that way," he said. Photography was not his forte, but moments being memorable was.

His sudden appreciation of photography aside, there were things to be done. Once he had another series of pictures, Kazu tossed his phone onto the nearest dry spot on the bed, hard as it was to find. Once that was out of the way, Kazu remained elevated, looking down at genitals yet to be connected. It was time to answer for 300 years. To do so, his hips retreated until his cock could be angled down toward Miko's entrance. It wasn't until now that he realized how much of a retreat was necessary; everything else had just been a matter of diving in. This time, he'd slowly push his way forward despite the obvious lack of need to do so. At last, he'd be entering the girl's canal properly. Even with that being the case, Kazu didn't seem to be in a rush to complete their connection. The importance of this moment couldn't be understated, so he was going to bask in it as well as possible.

There was a certain understanding that Miko had right now. And that was, that in this world currently, Kimura Kazuhiko owned more pictures of her than anyone else. All of those playful little poses while she was covered in spunk all of the dancing images, and everything else. She was sure he had more stills of her than she'd ever taken in the rest of her life. Well, it didn't really matter, as long as he got the memories that he wanted to keep, she was happy. Actually, a few out of body images were always pretty fun, she could see the use of them. "Well when you think of a better way to refer to the person who owns the most pictures of me... let me know♪~" Miko managed that teasing sarcasm of hers, which seemed to be standard. It was something she even managed a bit as her shier elafia self from time to time. She wasn't complaining though, far from it. She was too busy being pulled into the moment.

And then the day would begin in the more direct way. A retreat happened, and it did take quite a while. Her hips were still elevated and now she was looking down their combined bodies at quite an interesting angle. There was definitely a lot to go into her body, but she knew it was definitely going to happen. What an exciting event. Miko enjoyed sex and always would probably... but here and now this wasn't just sex, this was something she'd wanted to do for ages, with someone she wanted to do it with... for ages. There was a certain clear elation which couldn't be hidden. A slow push forward was being made. It didn't have to be slow, but still... she felt every agonizing inch. Actually, it was delightful. Her heartrate reached fever pitch as he inched closer and closer. There was an abject tightness to her core though it was far too slick for anything to feel terrible. No, there was just pressure and agony and relief.

Miko gave a bit of information that Kazu hadn't considered. Apparently, he now had the most pictures of her. That was shocking. He was sure it hadn't even been a full hour yet, but... his thumb had pressed that button a great number of times already. Surely he had dozens, if not well over a hundred photos by now. "Well... when you put it like that, it's kind of damning. I had to get all the good shots~" he claimed with a nervous laugh.

That aside, the time for picture-taking had ended. Now was the time of joining, which he took and initiated at the slowest pace. Kazu had been through enough supernatural sex experiences already that he wasn't totally flabbergasted by entry. Of course, there was a notable difference in how that entry occurred, for multiple reasons. Goddesses had a habit of being both difficult and easy to enter, and were always slicker than an oiled glove. Here and now, Miko was failing to prove she wasn't a hidden divine of some sort. Penetration felt far too... normal for Kazu. What he expected was a more human experience, but what he got was more of a sidegrade than a downgrade. How very suspicious. "Annie... you're ah... kinda proving my point from earlier," he commented as it was all too easy to glide right into her canal, despite how thoroughly he was being squeezed all the way through to the end.

Kazuhiko definitely owned more pictures of her than anyone else, at least by her own approximation. She knew of the ones Hiruko had taken and the ones her friends had, and even those combined paled in comparison. Even so, she wasn't upset at all, in fact... it was flattering. "Damning... flattering... they are about the same thing. Though, 'First Disciple' might not be enough to justify that sort of thing♪~" Miko teased further. Truly she had no problem with someone like Kazuhiko owning so many compromising pictures of her. He was far too trust worthy an individual for her to care about him owning such a thing. Besides, it felt like a connective piece something else to cement them... and she couldn't explain it at all.

At, but here she was experiencing something else. Penetration was quite normal for her by this point. This particular dick was quite large and the push forward agonizing. She squirmed just a little feeling relief and pressure as he was collapsed upon by walls which wanted him deeper and deeper still. But how was he fairing. From her understanding, goddesses of the world were nothing to scoff at and she had no such status herself. She was a human girl with human sensibilities and a magical world body but that was about it. Or was it? Kazuhiko had something rather interesting to say about her proving one of his earlier points. He'd made a few points but the one that seemed most applicable was the one about being a secret divinity. "Well..." Miko's face flushed and her fingers began absently tapping against each other. She looked quite flustered suddenly. Being compared to one of those high level beings was always something she didn't expect. It felt quite exciting once again. It pushed a strange button in her brain. One which said she could compete there wasn't a comparison being made in which she came out on the lower end. "I really wouldn't know too much about that. Though I take that to mean you found your answer about what it's like inside♪~" she said with a little smirk. "Given that I have a minor suggestion... knock a few times before sliding into that secret box. It'll feel great♪~" she made a suggestion based on her previous limitation that no longer existed simply because she figured the lad found himself rather deeply inside people a lot. Sometimes it was fun to play about a bit and her own core tightening around him as he repeated battered her wombs entrance before making his way fully inside was definitely something that could be enjoyed by both of them... she was certain.

Neither party could show any real concern about the number of pictures Kazuhiko now had, even though none of them were safe for public viewing. Now that it was a topic of discussion, though, he did need to put some more normal things in his phone. He'd have to remember something else for later, whenever they actually finished making a mess of someone else's bedroom. As for his 'First Disciple' title, there was little to be done about that in Kazu's mind. "Sure it is! I'll just have to be one of those toxic guys who obsesses over the first being the best," he joked.

Moving on, Kazu was finally encroaching upon the first barrier ─ or rather, the gateway to Miko's true insides. There had to be some secret to explain quality, but Kazuhiko wasn't going to go looking for it. Just the same, he wouldn't be presenting any complaints either. He'd finally discovered what it was like inside that box they kept speaking of earlier. Though it was great, Miko urged him to do a bit of knocking before entering the t rue depths beyond. Actually... that was a great suggestion. Nothing would humanize the experience more than not diving straight into someone's womb via some random magical explanation of possibility. Kazu found himself capable of reaching someone's cervix prior to evolution, so the fact that he was now tapping against Miko's didn't bother him. "Y'know, that's the exact opposite of how I'm used to hearing that now. Sounds good~" he agreed. With that, Kazu would happily begin doing just as Miko requested, keeping steady thrusts just narrow enough to reach the end of her canal while only teasing the idea of a breach.

Miko heard the joke posited by Kazuhiko. First generation arguments were always a funny kind of toxic, and definitely the kind of toxicity that males would enforce upon each other. Perhaps 'First Disciple' was best, she truly didn't mind. "Hai hai, every good religion needs a gatekeeper♫~" Miko chimed. It would actually be good to use someone to help weed out any naysayers or other such individuals. Though Miko trusted her own instincts, she wouldn't want to take on additional followers that her favorite people couldn't get along with, it was simply bad for happiness in general.

Of course, there was more to life than pictures and gatekeeping. There was sex, which she suggested they undertake in an oddly human way. Her potential divinity and apparently exceptional insides aside, she wished for them to share an experience. So, she wasn't at all surprised when Kazuhiko mentioned that he normally didn't hear the words she spoke the way she spoke them. "Hai♫~" she chimed as he began knocking, knocking and knocking. There was something quite pleasant about the teasing of her wombs entrance. More than that there was the constant tightening of her own core. Each of those knocks sent a certain pulse into her loins it made her squirm and pleased her beyond end. There was a sure build up coming and each knock made it more and more worth it. And at the moment of her orgasm beginning her legs would tighten around Kazuhiko's body pulling him closer forcing him to sink into her womb.

"Right? It's not a real religion without a gatekeeper," Kazu agreed. If there was to be a gatekeeper for a religion of Iino Miko, he'd take the spot. Hell, he'd already taken up the role in essence, going through the past 300 years or so as a big brother figure. Those two things were easily the same; he'd long since taken up the task of protecting Anais's innocence. What was a little more effort toward the same end?

That aside, the fun part of their morning had officially begun. All that knocking was something he didn't often get to experience. So fitting it was that Miko, that innocent member of the 12 Peers, was the one he explored simplicity with. The casual pace he took allowed some repositioning, which had his body parallel to Miko's once again. Up and down he shifted as his length grinded in and out of her canal. Kazu had every intention of bringing their faces together once more, but by the time he thought to act in the midst of all that thrusting, something else was happening. Miko's legs ensnared the lad, pulling him in, and therefore up. "Hngh!" he groaned as the pull of Miko's legs brought him all the way into her womb. First natural instinct said to fight against any forced movement, but the second instinctual reaction that came from his dick said... dive deeper. The winner was obvious; he kept pushing forward until nothing but the absolute depths of Miko's womb stopped him. Actually, stopped wasn't accurate; he kept pushing even at the cost of stretching her innermost parts to fit him in full. "Haa... alright," he huffed. "That makes it different. I uh..." He didn't have much else to say. That little maneuver of Miko's managed to make Kazu commit another 'party foul' as she called it. Oh well; he was going to fully loose himself inside of her anyway. What was a few tablespoons early, if not just a sample?

There was no real religion without a gatekeeper and if Miko was a religion then Kazuhiko was indeed her gatekeeper. She knew for a fact that he and the other Peers had been keeping her safe for most of her life in the other world. If he was also responsible for keeping her from undesirables in this world, she wouldn't argue about it. Her friends had similar functionality. Besides all of that... there was the fact that she was still beyond pleased about this development.

Here and now, there was the fact that they were currently engaged in coitus. Though it wasn't the type either of them were used to, both seemed to be enjoying themselves. It was only made better in the moment that Miko tightened her legs, plunging the lad further and further towards her core. Imagine her surprise when he found the end of her person and pushed against it more. She moaned her own happiness. She was sure her brain was swirling as he released a little spurt within her core. And that made her collapse, both in the physical sense and for the sake of a more pointed orgasm. That feeling within the depths of her womb, even at not the full amount was enough to make her swoon and bring a happy chirping note from between her lips. "Mmmah♫~" she moaned happily as she came to be relaxed in the moment. "Definitely different and a party foul but no complaints from me♫~" Miko chimed leaning up to peck Kazuhiko's face and continue their combined journey towards bliss. Little did she know that little note which had escaped her lips had shaken quite a bit. Glasses and the like had shifted, vibrated and chimed, but... nothing else of note had taken place.

Nothing ridiculous had taken place due to the sound passing Miko's lips, but they were only just beginning. It had only been a few minutes since insertion. Even so, there was panting, moaning and groaning, and the early showings of magical outbursts this world wasn't prepared for. He wasn't worried about that party foul; neither was Miko. As such, he'd continue letting a bit of spillage happen whenever it wanted. Well... it wasn't as if he could stop it anyway. There was even a bit more spillage occurring with additional thrusts that struck the back of Miko's womb. No space within the girl was being untouched. Every pump of Kazu's hips only avoided dragging the flesh of Miko's insides because every millimeter of space was so very slick. At long last though, he was able to align his face to hers once more. Kazu had every reason, and every desire to keep kissing the brunette. That was yet another thing he found lacking until now, so he'd be seeking the opportunity with frequency.

While something slow and oddly romantic was occurring there, something ridiculous and disrespectful was happening elsewhere in Osaka. That love hotel inhabited by the man called Kusanagi and the woman called Princess... was not finished just yet. Currently, one could find Princess being dangled off the bed's edge, held up only by the ends of her hair and one grasped wrist as Kusanagi slammed repeatedly into her womb from behind. This room was already covered in semen from his external releases ─ Princess herself would also have suffered multiple sprayings. Now, however... it was time for a new development. "I don't think there are any places left to hit. I guess I'll finally cum inside. Oi... do you still have a brain over there?" he wondered aloud.

Moaning, groaning and the movement of Kazuhiko's overly large dick within her core. She knew it was quite large and knew that any normal person probably wouldn't be able to handle the amount of friction currently happening within her body. Well, that wasn't something she was dealing with, she quite enjoyed the sensation of extra friction, her body wanted vigor and tightness. And her human soul wanted, kisses. They continued kissing. Did she know that the reasons behind kissing had already been satisfied? Yes, but would it stop her from meeting Kazuhiko's lips and tongue with her own and sharing her moans directly into him? No. It wouldn't. Nor would it stop her legs from settling in around his lower torso. Those plunges could remain deep and he could continue rubbing against her back walls without need of worry. Of course, she could continue to be happy as she built towards one of those amazing orgasms and one was coming. She knew this, even as her tongue swirled in Kazuhiko's mouth and her arms were soon clamped to his back and body.

At the same time, that romantic moment was being echoed by something rather aggressive across town. Kusanagi and Princess had been going at it for quite a while by now and after several moments of pulling out and Princess herself being used and abused in the oddest possible way by a man who'd bought her for three days there was finally something else he was willing to say. Her face and body had been covered in spunk but with a way less weird texture and flavor than someone like her would have been used to. And he'd been reaching into her womb at random for the entirety of their time together. It wasn't something she knew to be possible, but as her womb stayed within her person she had no complaints."I have a brain, why is your freaky ass still able to do this? It's fucking crazy!"she exclaimed. As for the cumming inside part, she couldn't even argue at this point. "Cum inside, if you want..." she moaned softly. She supposed she was already handling a bunch of things when they split a single pregnancy test and potential was far from the worst thing she could do at any point in time.

And so, lips were connected once more. One could almost note a dichotomy between top and bottom in the moments Kazu and Miko shared. Their lower halves were slow-moving; deep and passionate, but paced and romantic. Their mouths, however, told a different story. The way saliva was swapped from one mouth to another between increasingly-active tongues belied the true carnal desire leaking out. There was no magical need to be met, but there was a clear physical urge to consume and be consumed ─ a voraciousness that both parties were content to answer. There were more answers to find as well, such as... the answer to how long Kazu would be lasting between one ejaculation and the next. It seemed the answer was... not much longer.

Speaking of answers, one was given to Kusanagi in that moment. It seemed Princess retained her mind, much to his surprise and... strangely to his satisfaction as well. They didn't often survive so long. Kusanagi had successfully fucked someone to death before, and it had taken far less effort than what he'd put into Princess this night. "Is it crazy? You're still going too," he countered as a matter of fact. It was strange for Princess to question his stamina while still being alive, much less conscious. No matter; it was all to his benefit. The pair next door had long since run off, but that made no difference. Kusanagi could make use of this woman to curb his own madness, and he could do it with great success. She'd even broken down enough to take his essence inside. Of course, Kusanagi wasn't waiting for permission. By the time she agreed, he was already delivering the final few thrusts that would end in Princess's womb being filled to the brim with his fluids. All the while, Kusanagi only seemed to become calmer ─ closer to the state he'd been in during their meeting.

There had been a certain desire in Miko since the start of this particular activity. She had quite a few oddities but the breeding kink that came with magical world exploration wasn't something she'd ever get rid of nor was it something she disliked. She wanted to be filled she wanted to take from others... it was simply her understood nature. Currently though, and maybe for the last three hundred years, there was no one she would have rather felt this way towards then the lad currently moving within her core. Gentle pulses were building the slow tensing and releasing of her internal walls as Kazuhiko moved within her was a hint towards that coming moment. It was a quiver, a vibration a joyous occasion. All the while, her tongue and mouth remained occupied. She liked this... she wanted this... she needed this! Her slickened core remained as the tension in her body increased moment by moment... eventually a spillage would happen, but it would be from her, as her body reached the pinnacle of sensation and she tensed up completely a note of sound escaping her mouth which was loud, haunting and... welcoming. "Oooooh♫~"

At the same time a different kind of end was being reached by Kusanagi and Princess. Princess for her part in this... was apparently just as odd as Kusanagi. The male calmly pointed out that her own stamina had to be pretty high for her to not be unconscious already. "Sou, good point." she said seeming not to think about it too much. There was something kind of odd about this, but as a person who'd never enjoyed sex before she figured there was probably a reasonable explanation she couldn't come up with just yet. She couldn't after all, given that her womb was suddenly filled. Yes, she'd been watching him cum repeatedly and had event swallowed it, but nothing could prepare her for the first time she felt her womb expand for all that spunk to find its way home. The pink circles near her pupils pulsed as a orgasmed. Her entire body tensed her tongue flew out of her mouth and she finished in a pure singular swear. "FUCK♥!!~"

That note from Miko wasn't the only sound occurring within the bedroom, though Kazu would have called it the best. He wasn't silent by any means, however. All that quivering from within Miko was doing quite a number on him, and of course... there was another factor. A slower pace was something many mortal men advocated for. It should have resulted in ejaculation occurring at a slower pace as well, but those mortals never factored in the other side. What of the canal one was moving within? What of the fact that, just as he reached every fiber of Miko's core, she was rubbing against every fiber of his cock? With those factors being true, that melody from Miko was actually more of a duet. "Huu-ahh~" Kazu wailed as those slow strokes became a small, body-wide seizure and a more familiar blast of his reproductive fluids into Miko's body.

Meanwhile, Princess gave no argument to the simple fact of her continued survival and consciousness. If what Kusanagi did was crazy, they were in the same boat. Well... every boat needed waves. Luckily for Princess, Kusanagi was quite the provider. She needed waves, so he'd give them in the form of... well, a womb full of cum. Surely it was the same; the sudden overflow sort of resembled waves crashing against the shore. Just the same, Princess's outburst resembled what one would expect of a sailor dealing with rough waves. "Sou ka..." Kusanagi muttered. In that moment, he let go of the woman's hair, leaving her to fend for herself while falling toward the floor. He'd then be hopping down from the bed to see precisely how this hooker fared.

Miko had orgasmed but as a girl there was a window for an extension. And given the sound escaping Kazuhiko's mouth she was certain it was about to happen. Ah, but it wasn't just the sound... it was the shaking of Kazuhiko's body and a blast of his essence filling her womb. That pulsing sensation which had been felt several times before radiated into her womb and pulsed in her entire body. Tiny though her form was she felt it, everywhere at once. That first moan was a little note, the second would echo from her throat outward, "Woooooooaho♫!~" she chimed as her entire body tingled from her core out to her toes and finger tips and back again. What a strange feeling... it was "That's um... a lot. Gomen, that felt loud..." she whispered knowing she'd been quite loud for a moment there. Still... she could feel it and her body was only just now beginning to relax. That was way too potent, too good feeling to want to give up. And she was sure that effect went farther out than her body... still it wouldn't stop her from basking in the sensation.

While Miko discovered the effects of a god tier deposit in her womb, Princess was finding out what it was like to actually have her womb filled. Of course, she wasn't prepared for that, and after waves of cum crashed around inside her, her body tensed and then relaxed. Falling forward after being released was a strange sensation but at least her organs were still inside her body. She put her arms out in front of her and managed to keep her head from bouncing off the floor but that was a learned skill. Afterwards she lay there for a few moments. Her body tingling all over and her pupils and those little pink dots around them pulsing. It was weird... knowing that her womb was full, weirder still was it to know she enjoyed the sensation. What was she going to do? There was no way she could go back to being a normal hooker after an experience like that. Maybe she really would have to switch jobs, and find herself someone with a dick big enough to do something like that. Yeah... that seemed about right. 'I shouldn't have liked that. I really did. I knew I shouldn't have walked off with a man with a face that pretty. I knew there was something unsettling about him.' she thought absently.

Miko had noises to offer. Kazu had noises to offer. Miko had... even more noises to offer. Such was the balance achieved by the pair. The first would give, the second would react, the first would react to that reaction... and so on. One might wonder when two individuals with such established chemistry would reach their maximum. One might also wonder if encroaching upon said maximum was dangerous to the world around them. The pharaohs had something along those lines to say. In his return trip to the Nexus, Kazu was warned against cutting loose too freely after building additional chemistry with his wives. That exact thing was what he'd abused to help free Angelica, but now the world around Miko and himself would be discovering the effect as well. All the while, Kazu was slowly grinding away within Miko's womb after a spectacular shared moment. "Daijoubu. I think it sounded awesome," he assured. Sure, that ripple may have spread halfway across the world... but Kazu was too immersed in the moment to even think of that.

Kusanagi made his way down from the bed, where he inspected the fallen prostitute who managed to save herself from proper harm. Naked as a newborn babe, Kusanagi carried his sweat-misted body and dripping cock around to Princess's fore, crouching over her head. Once there, his finger extended to poke her face, as one would poke a corpse with a stick. "Are you dead?" he questioned. She didn't seem to be dead. Actually, that defensive maneuver mid-fall implied this was far from the first time she'd been thrown around like a ragdoll. Kusanagi had noticed such things periodically throughout their night; she had some interesting habits. "Wake up. If you die tonight, I'll have to find someone else who can take that much. You can't become the new status quo and quit right after."

Miko didn't know of the conditions placed on sex. She knew that it was harder to avoid pregnancy but she'd already started processing as best she could, even while her body was still vibrating and pulsing with energy to spare. Those notes which left her throat were carried quite far and she wasn't wholly aware of that either. She was a bit too preoccupied with what was directly happening inside and around her. She'd offered an apology as she'd not expected her voice to go so randomly loud. Ah, but that was no concern of Kazuhiko's he told her it was alright and continued. He was grinding away inside her womb still churning away at the still filled box. Still she hadn't let him go. Regardless of her own feelings she kept herself latched onto Kazuhiko with her legs, shifting her hips and leaning up to kiss him. "You're awesome♪~" she chimed while moving her lips into his. "And it's probably going to keep happening♫~" she teased a little. Though it wasn't really intention to be so loud, she had enough experience to know that once thresholds were crossed it was quite difficult to go back. They could continue like this while her fingers rubbed against and explored his scalp and her legs stayed wrapped around his waist.

Princess on the other hand. Was laying in the floor of a love hotel, thinking about her life choices. How had she come to this point? What could she possibly do with her life now that she'd discovered the joys of sex. Obviously, her life wasn't one which she could continue. 'Maybe I'll have to move. Somewhere west and find a hot guy with a huge cock. I mean... if I can fuck for that many hours. I could probably get another job,' she thought absently. Ah, but Kusanagi wasn't done being quite strange. He came over and childishly poked at her face, questioning her vitality. "I'm alive. Thanks for asking..." she said as if that was a perfectly normal way to reply to being poked in the face. She exhaled but made only a slight move, turning over on her side to prop up her head with her elbow and look at a young man with a dripping cock, sweat-misted. What a strange thing, knowing that he'd been the first person to give her an orgasm, to give her many even. "I hope you find her. And I hope she ruins your life... you'd deserve it~" she said but something about those words were teasingly sarcastic. "Status quo, like I'm not the one who's going to be dealing with the fall out from this for ages..." she said her mind seeming to still be rather functional. "Anyway, do I have time for a quick shower or is this one of those weird crunch time moments?" she asked more directly. She wasn't dead or dying. She didn't want to move, but she could if she had to. She had no idea what this man actually wanted from her but she'd continue to accompany him or make herself available to him for the duration of their agreement.

By the current moment, Kazuhiko came to realize Miko was latched onto him like a spider monkey. Though he often called things the coolest thing ever, this turn of events may have actually fit the bill. Between additional moments of kissing, Miko warned that her loud outbursts would keep happening. She wouldn't get a negative reaction out him for that. Kazu said it was awesome, and he meant that. "Good. Let's see how far it goes," he said between moments of lip-smacking. From there, he'd keep up that same series of pumps. Things were a little different moving forward, though. Kazu would have one forearm supporting his weight, that same arm cradling Miko's head. His other arm shifted down, that a hand might grope her right breast as his core took on all the work of grinding the girl's insides. A bit more vigor wasn't hard to come by; he just took a pace of increase that wasn't affected by some spiritual demand.

Ah, it seemed Princess wasn't dead just yet. Good. She also hoped he could find someone else who could take such punishment, further hoping his life would be ruined by such a woman. He liked the sound of that. "Still got the sass. Interesting," he observed. This woman hadn't even been mentally broken ─ at least not in the way he was used to. She did at least have the wherewithal to show concern over her own situation. Kusanagi knew she'd long since become aware of his purpose, so her question about any time for bathing was pretty much par for the course. "There's time. The target is gone for now. We'll be seeing them again tomorrow."

Kazu and Miko were entwined. Miko was happy clinging onto Kazu's body while being cradled at the same time. It was nice, as Anais she knew they got along, but to see this sort of chemistry in active use was something completely different. More so than that he was in the depths of her core moving around while she clung to him. They were kissing and moaning and now she was being groped. These breasts of hers truly were new... feeling a hand on them was newer as an experience than many things could be. she couldn't help but feel oddly with each movement he gave her. She'd mentioned her outbursts wouldn't be stopping and there was no naysaying to be heard. If anything there was encouragement and if there was one thing that fed Miko it as encouragement. "Hai♫!~" her voice rang out as her body tightened around his cock. There was a lot of sensation running through her body already vibrating and the like that extra hand on her flesh just made her squirm wantonly. She remained attached but left herself open to more exploration. She bit down gently on his bottom lip, sucking it into her mouth. Their pacing wasn't forced, there was no real movement to make something happen instead it was simply unfolding as gentle strokes rubbed far too much of the space within her own body for her to do anything but moan her contentment as another orgasm rocked her body.

At the same time, it was apparently interesting to Kusanagi that Princess retained her sassier disposition. She supposed life changing orgasms might actually turn some people into very different people. She was considering changing her career and becoming something she'd never tried to be before, but some things couldn't leave. "I don't think I know what I'd be like if I wasn't sassy. I was like that even when it got me hurt..." she claimed with a shrug. Whatever the case, the man he was obviously going to kill was no longer here, and she had time for a bath which she didn't expect. They'd be seeing him later and that was an interesting thing as well. Perhaps this was just the kind of man who really enjoyed layers of torture in his kill. Well, he did like breaking things so it was probably exciting for him to watch that man ruin his own life before he died. "Sou... Well, I'm pretty sure my legs still work so I'm having a shower... Unless you want first. I did already have one today," she said. Well, Princess wasn't a dick or anything.

Deeper did the pair of centuries-old teens delve into one another. There was somehow something far steamier than anything else he'd experienced, despite the markedly slower pace. Kazu couldn't fathom the reason, but he also couldn't find fault in the truth. Maybe he just wasn't as fond of the rougher, more aggressive approach? No... that certainly wasn't true. Perhaps there was additional enjoyment brought about by a new experience. Yes, that seemed more like Kazu. He was quite the adventure lover, so it only made sense that new things were even more exciting in his eyes. Adding to that the fact that Miko herself was cause for excitement at every turn, it could almost be said he was having the time of his life. How would things develop between them this morning? Time would tell.

Just the same, time would tell the tale of Kusanagi and Princess ─ whatever their true names were. Kusanagi was quite interested in the full story of this random prostitute, who somehow had durability he'd not seen in yakuza whores, abuse victims and addicts elsewhere in Japan. He'd be finding out more about her over the next few days or so. For now, there was an offer on the proverbial table. Princess's legs still worked... somehow. That surprise aside, she interestingly offered the first shower to Kusanagi. "Sou..." he murmured, thinking her offer was a bit strange. Kusanagi began moving toward the bathroom, but not at any reasonable pace. "I guess I'll wash your back then. Hurry up. There's no need to waste unnecessary time," he demanded. To Kusanagi, it simply made no sense to bathe separately. The way he saw things, they wouldn't be doing many things separately at all for a few days. "And yes, we're going to be attached at the hip for this entire arrangement. Get used to it quickly."

Miko and Kazu had a lot of catching up to do in the oddest way possible. Though both came in with their own experiences, their current situation was rather new to them. It was its own kind of exciting and relieving. For Miko, it was like finally emerging from the depths of the endless abyss. Cresting over the surface of waters she didn't now would ever actually end and... taking a breath. Just a breath... such a simple thing was breathing when the activity of your brain wasn't being monitored to make sure you didn't overstep. It was good to feel warmth... not the burning and suffocating embers she was trying to burn out but... something fiery and glowing... radiating, from the depths of her stomach. She was content to let time pass this way... in no rush to make anything but the tiniest alterations. Where her arms embraced, the muscles and roots her fingers traced, the movements of her hips... the way her tongue moved. All were things she explored maximum concentration as the boxes of her mind began to shuffle. Before she started archiving thoughts of Charlie, what had she wanted to do with him? Well... perhaps she'd say eventually~

At the same time, Princess and Kusanagi were alone in a hotel room discussing showers and random things. Princess was a person who offered someone else the first shower and apparently after some consideration, Kusanagi decided to mention that the pair would be bathing together and that she should hurry. More specifically he claimed he'd wash her back. Shock danced across her face and settled into her widened eyes. "Huh?" she managed as her brain processed his sentences. She figured it wasn't worth arguing about and he all but confirmed it by stating they'd be attached at the hip for the next few days. That was comforting but also... not really. Being in close contact with someone for as long as she had been with Kusanagi was almost unheard of for this particular young woman. "That's just freaky... it's like you do it on purpose," she murmured. Still she rolled over onto her stomach and shifted her head to the far side as she worked her way into the standing position. Another of those habits of someone who'd been kicked around. "Getting used to something like that isn't exactly easy," she murmured, shifting her body around gently. She wanted to stretch but he wasn't far enough ahead of her for that to feel like a comfortable thing to do. Usually nudity made things easier, but in this case, she just had a general sense of foreboding which wouldn't ever stop really. So, she supposed she'd be sharing a bath with someone for the first time in over a decade...

Miko's mind wasn't the only one experiencing a bit of shuffling. Kazu had many thoughts, most of which were about how shockingly well things were going. He'd already forgotten the original reason for having sex with Miko. It wasn't about rooting himself to Gaia, or distancing himself from the Nexus. No, at some point it just became a matter of... having sex. Needs officially took a back seat to wants, and the wants only grew every time his hips moved forward again. Miko remained latched onto him, and he, in turn, ensnared her with that one arm. The other arm could not be moved; he was having the strangest amount of time groping Miko's bosom as their loins and mouths entwined. As for things to be said, there was hardly room for either party to share words. At the very least, Kazu retreated from Miko's mouth only partially, and only enough to breathe every few moments or so as things became even more heated between them.

Meanwhile, Princess had second thoughts about her client's most recent demand. In truth, Kusanagi thought nothing of the shared bath they discussed. He didn't suggest it for the sake of making her uncomfortable, though finding out that was the result was a solid bonus. "I didn't. But... now that you mention it..." There was no reason to finish that clause. On his way to the bathroom, Kusanagi heard the woman claim getting used to attachment was difficult. He disagreed. "It's also easier to die than to live... so I hear. In that case, most people prefer choosing the harder of the two. You don't have much of a choice," he said flatly.

Both of these teens realized that there was something they were supposed to be doing... and both had mentally checked out on that particular aspect. This was technically always Miko's plan to dive fully into the sexual aspects of this. There were far too many boxes in her psyche with his name on them for her to avoid her own feelings. It was often said that this girl was a disruptive influence, but in cases like this... that didn't have to mean anything negative. She was going to throw herself and her partner into the depths so they could drown together. Right at the moment she was enjoying being touched, finding the addition of boobs to her body to be well worth waiting for, just to have one of Kazuhiko's hands constantly on it while their mouths met and separated in harmony. Time ticked on and with a hand around her and one molesting her, she couldn't help but happily moan into his mouth as she felt a building sensation which was all physical. Whatever magic was here, it wasn't the focus for either individual... no they were here for feelings.

Princess's second thoughts were normal. Being alone in closed in spaces with certified killers wasn't a smart thing to do. Yes, he'd claimed she wouldn't be killed but that didn't mean she wanted to endanger herself anymore than she had to, but that was the operative part. She had to, for her own sake, even if she didn't get the payday she was looking for... she did have a certain obligation to fulfill to ensure her life didn't end at the end of their time together. "Oh great, I'm thinking in a way you weren't... that's peachy~" she said sarcastically. But making people uncomfortable was definitely part of his operating procedure. Even if he didn't understand why this was a thing, it was probably better if he didn't figure it out in the moment. She followed into the bathroom hearing his words. "I am aware of my lack of options that makes it no easier..." she mentioned, moving to fill buckets and start showers and place soap. it was far from the weirdest thing she'd done. "Bath or just the shower?" she asked as it was necessary information before she went through the trouble of filling the tub.

Kazu's hand wasn't the only thing accosting Miko's chest for long. There was only one thing that could make him pull away from her mouth for very long. That thing was another result of growing intensity. By the time his hips were pumping as if a steam valve permitted their operation, there was something he had to do amid the clockwork squelching noises reverberating throughout the room. His face pulled away from Miko's with one final dragging of her bottom lip, and then, his head lowered. From there, that singular hand cupped Miko's breast only to hold it in place, that he could take her raised nipple between his lips. Uninterrupted, Kazu would be applying that suction for several minutes to come.

During that several minutes, a simple decision would be made by Kusanagi. Princess wondered if he intended to bathe, or just shower. He was already stepping forward, wetting his body with scalding water before an answer even came. "Both. It's a good time to relax. These are rare opportunities," he stated factually. They had several hours before he had to meet with Nara Rita, so he'd be spending a chunk of those hours taking it easy for a change. In due time, Kusanagi would be found scrubbing Princess's back in an eerily calm fashion. "Do you know how many ways there are to kill someone from this position?" he wondered casually.

Kazuhiko and Miko were evolving at a pace which seemed to suit them. Their mouths eventually parted and another almost whine slipped from Miko's lips. Well one of them at least, given that her bottom lip was being pulled as Kazuhiko pulled away. It made a her loins tingle. Even so, there was a new source of contact taking place before she could even begin verbalizing a playful complaint about the loss of contact. Why because Kazuhiko had a busy mouth, specifically... that hand he'd been using to molest her chest was used to hold that same part of her in place so that he could use his mouth to apply suction to that nipple. Now... as a person who didn't have much by way of breasts before this was an interesting sensation. Even with her previous experiences the sensation was simply different, maybe because of the heated exchange happening between them. A moan slipped out of her lips and perhaps even something was slipping out of her nipple. A person as wet as she was, could provide from various parts of her body and thus would. Persimmon would be the juice of the day. And in exchange the moaning Miko would find herself using one hand to cradle Kazuhiko's head and massage his scalp. Her hips moving in rhythm to his strokes and her loins pulsing with each applied bit of suction, until... "Aaaah♫~" the moan slipped out of her mouth as her orgasm crested. Her entire body tightening and her core doing the same. Such tension would be making glass objects shake but... what more would happen?

At the same time, Princess was learning that her second bath of the day was going to be unsettling. According to Kusanagi he intended to do both things, so a bath was being run. Since he'd not bothered turning on any cold water, Princess ran it to the heat which was her general preference. Soon after she'd find herself rinsed off and sitting on a stool with Kusanagi behind her, he was scrubbing her back in a fairly calm manner, which was odd when she considered how roughly he treated her in general. Even so... she couldn't bring herself to truly relax. Having someone touch her during times where she was supposed to feel safe, wasn't... calming to her. And beyond that even as she just tried to focus on not freaking out, Kusanagi managed to say exactly the sort of thing which would have her eyes widening. "Yep. I knew it wouldn't last..." she murmured about the length of time it took for the man to say something unsettling. "I don't have an exact count... but since I am already sitting here, I've thought of a few, baths are really dangerous places. Aside from easily things one can do with physical advantages, like neck breaking or drowning. And aggressive things like beating someone to death, strangulation would probably be a pretty reasonable choice..." she said listing a handful of weaponless ways to kill someone whose back was turned. "I guess there are more though, huh. Stuff I wouldn't think about..." she said in a seemingly open manner. Despite her own lack of comfort with someone involved in the non-work parts of her life, she was trying not to spike her own traumatic past and end up somewhere in the fetal position trying not to have a panic attack.

What more would happen? A great deal, though not all at once. Kazu drank unfiltered persimmon juice directly from the tap, for quite some time at that. It seemed to be received quite well, so he saw no reason to stop. Besides, it wasn't something he wanted to stop anyway. No, what he wanted was more, more, always... more. Minutes began to pass as if they were mere seconds on the ticking clock. Even an additional explosion within Miko occurred eventually, bringing back that pulse with heightened intensity. Glass shattered across the house; that repaired mirror in the bathroom down the hall would be in need of another replacement. Ah, but Kazu remained unhindered. Even as he spewed into Miko's womb to the point of overflow, he kept thrusting and thrusting.

While Kazuhiko thrusted like there was nothing else to do in life, Kusanagi remained calm as ever while rubbing a sponge up and down a hooker's back. Princess knew things would become strange and creepy between them again; it was only a matter of time. Now that the time had come, Kusanagi had a curiosity to express. What was his reason for such a random question? Well, he did want to know how she would go about committing a murder via different means. She'd need a more skillful execution eventually ─ perhaps even within 24 hours. "Sou. Those are fun. Drowning and strangling are especially good. The bathroom is also a good place to stab someone. If you aim for the lower back, someone is likely to fall with the injury down. Bleeding out makes an interesting picture on tile floors. And... the face someone shows you the moment they turn around... it's worth seeing. Don't waste your time breaking necks. A kill is only satisfying when it takes a little time and effort. Broken necks are too fast; the victim will die with their resting expression more often than not... unless you're terrible."

Kazu continued to drink straight from the tap that was Iino Miko and Miko for her part in this was enjoying the sensation immensely. It helped that it continued to make her loins pulses as mana left her form repeatedly. But that wasn't all that happened, even as she experienced orgasm, Kazu would do the same. Those glasses that shook would shatter within the house at the pulses. And even when her womb as full, he simply kept pushing around in it. She concentrated, trying to funnel it into various places including her own physical form to reinforce it against those continued pulses. But it didn't really matter, she was having far too much fun simply experiencing things as they were those sounds and pulses did much to the house around them enough for someone to finally get up and see what was going on. That someone was Kaguya who'd been laying down only ot hear an occasional moan or feel a pulse which left her loins twitching. But soon the glass within the house was shattering and she felt the need to at least warn the happy couple about their destructive romp. "Oi oi... calm down in there... stuff is breaking out here~" Kaguya said after giving three gentle taps on the door in her usual rhythm. Still, Miko was too busy accepting this turn of events to care about potential destruction.

At the same time, Princess was having her back washed and expressing methods she would potentially use to kill someone in the present situation. Of course, this seemed to gain some form of approval from Kusanagi. Though he had a few bits of insight to offer. "Why is this conversation so weird and so fucking normal..." she questioned aloud. "Arigatou, I'll keep it in mind. Though I don't know if I care so much about people's faces..." she said giving it a bit more thought. "I need to stop the bath you want to switch?" she asked. If he accepted she'd get up stop the running water and then return to wash his back instead. It was strange sitting with someone for so long and stranger still to have a conversation about killing. More than that having someone touch her platonically was rather strange and she simply couldn't make herself comfortable with it. She was antsy with this constant physical contact and if she had to be in such a situation would obviously rather be in control of it.

Eventually, it was made apparent by none other than Kaguya that things outside the bedroom were breaking. She knocked thrice before speaking, managing to garner a small amount of attention... but that didn't stop a thing Kazu was doing at the time. By the time she even reached the door, Kazu had already straightened his posture and lifted Miko's right leg over his left shoulder. He held her left thigh against his hip and steadied her body while his hips made long gyrations to stretch the girl's inner walls this way and that way. All the while, he panted lightly. Not a single word was spoken until... Kaguya's words registered. Even that took a few moments before he even cared to respond. "This is calm!" he growled. True enough, Kazu had only been aiming for enjoyment thus far. None of his movements were strenuous thus far. If real effort was being put forth, she'd probably know. . .

Princess was beginning to understand things. Strange, yet normal; that was pretty much Kusanagi's modus operandi. Princess didn't know if she cared to see people's final moments, however. Surely she had to, he thought. The way she killed her first tormenter had to give one of the best views of the man's face. Maybe another experience would let her understand what was so good about it. "You'll find out soon," was all Kusanagi said on the matter. With that, there was an offer to switch positions. "Oh? Do you want to be in position to kill me?" he asked most curiously as the scrubbing of Princess's back ceased. He'd be putting himself in position for scrubbing... or assassination ─ whichever Princess decided upon.

Kaguya had tapped on the door and while she stood there she heard a lot of squelching and wet noises. The gentle moans of Miko and those little notes that escaped her lips which sounded so familiar yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Besides that she could only imagine what was going on in the bedroom. A straightened posture and soon Miko found her right leg over Kazuhiko's shoulder. Her left was pinned to his side and he was gyrating within her. She was moaning around the time the door was knocked upon. And then by the time Kazuhiko managed that rumbling growl she was letting out a gentle squeal of delight. Why, that growl was hot... "Weee♫ Fuck calm, that's hot♪!~" Miko chimed. "Kaya-sen♫, let me sing♫~" Miko chimed. She'd take care of anything she could later, but here and now she was far too busy enjoying the moment to care. "Fine, fine...just keep those notes in human acceptable range♥!~" Kaguya mentioned. She didn't know what that girl was capable of breaking with her voice, but right at the moment she was surely pulling at the loins of anyone who could hear her voice. Miko was also at least rubbing against her own, as one set of her fingers traced Kazuhiko's abs her own rather slowly explored her own pearl, spreading slickness and causing little convulsions in the depths of her nether with every stroke. She didn't need to do this, but she would simply because it gave her something to do with her hands.

At the same time a switch was taking place between Kusanagi and Princess. Her back was finally not being scrubbed anymore the bath was being stopped and she could feel a bit less awkward than normal, though apparently without some ominousness sitting in the air. "Yep, freaky." she commented as he took the seated position. As for her motivations they were much simpler than he was currently giving her credit for, "I don't think it's anything like that... in truth I don't like people casually touching me," Princess answered honestly as she tended to do. "If that is connected to murder potential it isn't something I've thought directly..." she added. And thus she began. The scrubbing of another's back which was, thorough but somehow still gentle and attentive. She couldn't remember the last time she'd done this, but it felt right to do the way she was... the annoying sensation of being vunerable disappeared now that she wasn't the one naked with someone else's hands on her.

Acceptable human range was a concept that had almost become foreign to Kazuhiko. In fact, it was more a struggle to remain human than it was to deal with those damnable Saxons in the beginning. Oh well; he didn't need to be that human. He was content to remain healthily ridiculous, as Miko herself seemed to be despite being in mortal form with no obvious reason to be anything beyond human. Well, that wasn't something to think much about either. He'd be continuing without much concern for the state of things outside. After all, it wasn't like anything reality-breaking would happen, right?

Princess didn't like being casually touched. Noted. Kusanagi would make good use of that information at some point, but not before he considered the actual uses of her. For someone who hovered over the switch of murder, which could be so easily flipped in a moment, she didn't think of killing enough. Kusanagi knew it had come to mind earlier, though. When he saw that intent, when he felt that hint of bloodlust, he thought Princess was at her best. That sort of expression combined with the tortured look of another would make a very interesting day. Perhaps Kusanagi shouldn't be thinking that way; it was very counterproductive to remaining calm. "Murderous intent looks good on you, you know? There's elation in your face when you realize you're in charge of someone else's life. It's nice to see," he commented, apparently paying no heed at all to the sponge being rubbed along his back. It wasn't a matter of washing for Kusanagi; it was just something to do while keeping up conversation.

Acceptable human range was a bit outside of Miko's thoughts. She wasn't even sure if she could be considered human by human standards, but what she did know was... she was having the time of her mortal life and fulfilling a goal she never thought could be met. To do so with anything less than her most outlandish effort would be a disservice to herself. In fact, she would simply continue enjoying herself, moaning her happiness as positions changed and she saw several angles in penetration that she'd not yet experienced. A certain insight would be gained with all the leakage of mana into her person and every climax she reached, reality wasn't something which could bear the force of their continued copulation. An hour or more would pass before a certain odd request would be made by the lass, seemingly coming from one of those, popped boxes concerning her habits of watching Charlemagne in her other form. "Charlie♫!~" she sang as she reached another climax. "How about you pick me up and fuck me against the wall?♪~" It was such an odd request. She knew she wasn't heavy but that didn't stop her from wanting to take full advantage of the physicality of the lad she'd been so casually exploring. That height difference and all were quite fun to explore, but why stop here... she wanted more and had become accustomed to saying some rather embarrassing thing already. What was wrong with living out a thing she'd imagined as a deer girl over 100 years ago?

At the same time a certain pair of people were having an odd conversation. Princess admitted that she didn't often think of killing in the ways ascribed to her, and someone like Kusanagi seemed to have a weird bit of commentary. The man whose back she rubbed with a sponge claimed murderous intent, looked good on her. Beyond that point he seemed to think it held some form of elation for her, which was nice to see. "That has to be the freakiest compliment ever!" she claimed, seemingly aghast. She knew men liked 'bitchy women' but 'murderous' was an entirely different level of problematic. What was more, she was definitely sitting behind this man with her face furiously red, the heat from it radiated as she wasn't sure how she was meant to feel about what was taking place here. "Why am a freaking out. I am 27... and blushing," she muttered seeming to not understand her own reactions. How was she supposed to survive multiple days in this man's presence, when even just hours were issues. She supposed she'd be figuring that out. Over the course of a bath and perhaps... the rest of the time they'd be spending together.

Minutes became hours, with nothing to stop or slow progress between the old teens. Everything was wet, technically messy, but only more divine as an experience because of it. Time after time, they were swapping saliva. Time after time, there were mixed fluids pouring from their main point of connection. Since before their session even began fully, Kazu had been hearing some very interesting things from Miko. In due time, it seemed he was fated to hear something... far more interesting still. She wanted to be picked up and taken against the wall. She couldn't have made a more dangerous request. Conversely, she couldn't have made a more exciting request. "Annie..." he said after a moment of hesitation. His thrusting hadn't come to a halt just yet, but it did slow as he took in her request. He'd be meeting it, albeit not without a request for her as well. "Can you talk like that, always? I mean... wow!" he extoled.

Of course, there was no way Kazu could do anything but precisely what Miko asked. He already had a solid hold of Miko's legs, so there was an easy way to accomplish the goal. "Hang on," he advised. With that, Kazu aimed to lift the lass without separating them. If she held on as instructed, Miko would find herself being run toward the nearest empty wall. Once her back slammed into it, Kazu would be slamming into her, keeping both of those legs lifted at his sides. "Haah... anything else? If there's something you want, I'll do it."

Some hour after the start of one of the more adventurous sex acts... it would appear that Miko was now feeling open enough to say some random thing she thought. Or maybe it simply had been sitting in her mind for too long and she decided to share it. A slowed stroke happened as Kazuhiko seemed to process the desire she'd expressed. She wondered what he would say in response, and it seemed that he simply wanted to talk the way she just had. Her eyes widened at the news and she seemed to become sheepish once more, as a hint of color unrelated to her recent flourish. Still, a gentle pulse happened in her core, she liked the sound of saying things as she did, even if she couldn't immediately think about doing it. "Ah♪!~" A little moan escaped her first followed by some words. "I mean with a reaction like that, yeah♫~" she offered her index fingers tapping together. It was odd how easily she slipped into being shy even in the middle of coitus.

Even so, it would appear that she would be getting exactly what she wanted regardless. Soon enough he was asking that she hang on, and so she reached slipping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him once again while her core refused to properly release him. In fact she was soon picked up and having her body slammed into the nearest unoccupied wall. Which she absorbed the shock of and moaned as Kazuhiko slammed into her. "YIIIP♫!~" a different kind of note slipped from her mouth. Her legs closed around his torso as she continued to cling to him. "Fuck me♪!~" she moaned softly, a reflex to what happened and the greatness of the moment, she was sure her mind was swirling from the impact. It would be a few seconds before the rest of question registered in her brain, but once it did she grinned. "I ah, don't know just yet. I have a lot of boxes about you most of them are in deep storage. But I'll let you know all the ways I thought about you fucking me when they pop up♪~" she sang as she licked his face. Three hundred years was a lot of time for a closet pervert to have thoughts they needed to divert. Every adventure, every head pat, every healed injury... all moments she'd thought something less than appreciable to do with or to the man known as Charlemagne.

It seemed Miko was willing to agree to that strange and random request. Kazu didn't really mean that with full earnestness, but it was something he took interest in as an idea. If she would actually acquiesce, he'd be in a happier place as a result. Well, time would tell whether their words to each other were just banter, or something more serious. Time would tell a lot of things.

Speaking of time, one specific boost to the situation at hand was timing. Once he guided them toward the wall, an utterance from Miko worked quite well in conjunction with Kazu's request. In fact, he thought for a moment that it was her entire response ─ until the actual answer came. That was almost a shame, but not quite. Whatever the case, Miko spoke of her mental boxes that contained many topics about Kazu ─ or probably Charlemagne specifically. That was... exciting? Yes, it was exciting! "Storage? Open all of them! This is an adventure; that's the only way to go!" he insisted. "But in the meantime, I'll just make some assumptions~" he said, taking that earlier outcry of 'fuck me' as literally as he first interpreted. Now that he was standing, Kazu could easily put his entire body into every thrust. He tested this theory with a few test pumps with the benefit of a wall brace. Luckily for him, Miko was already hanging on nicely, so it was an easy attempt. Of course, they were far beyond the point of testing waters. What Kazu intended to be a few tests... well, it didn't stop at the testing phase, instead continuing well past the original thought.

Miko would agree to a lot of things when it came to Kazuhiko. The technical truth of the matter was, her devotion once earned was unwavering. She could easily apply this to their sexual endeavors and the pre-existing trust between them would leave her fully immersed in their activities. If he liked when she made her odd requests and demands in the sexual context, she'd do so. In truth, she would give him what he asked for in many aspects and had been doing so for quite a while, even back to simply speaking up more when in their group... he'd basically been one of the most responsible for bringing her out of her shell when she was Anais... it wasn't truly something she'd deny him if he earnestly wanted it.

Speaking of earnestness... the words that slipped from her mouth after her back hit the wall were indeed honest. Though that wasn't how she intended to answer his request, it seemed that it worked as a method of doing so... "Box it..." she murmured about that noticed useful little phrase. Of course, she gained an odd bit of advice and acceptance. He questioned the storage of things related to himself and then claimed she should open those boxes. Within her mind, a certain almost demonic entity looked up with a tail swishing in the breeze. Though she wasn't nearly as prominent as the base spiritual self, she could at least do a bit... 'On it, Zu-tan♥!~' Boxes hidden within the space of Miko's mind were pulled up with a long tail from a deep well and had their lids flipped off without hesitation. It was like watching a movie of her own interactions, random thoughts and moments playing through her mind of Charlemagne in which she thought something randomly sexual and suppressed it with the intention of not breaking their pre-existing relationship. Ah, but her mind wasn't the only thing flooding. Her loins were being rather aggressively treated as well, as what seemed to be a few test thrusts was being treated as a new sort of exploration.

Rough, and aggressive, and somehow still great. She quite enjoyed this kind of treatment and found her body clutching on to his rubbing against his skin, her fingers exploring the texture of his back and spine. Each push forward seemed to be a beat, knocking off the top of a box while making her nether pulse towards an orgasm. "Charlie♫!~" she moaned his name as persimmon juice splashed his the wall, his cock, and legs as she reached the peak of pure bliss once more. Ah but this beat wasn't just that, what was a wall if not a boundary? The lines between certain spaces would find themselves shifting the more of those boxes opened. "If you put your back to this wall instead and hold my waist... I can fuck you instead♫~" she gave him something which sounded like an open offer but it was simply a box opening in her mind of something strange she figured he could do with his build. Basically her intention for the next shift was placing him back first against this wall and having him support her waist while she leaned back at a ninety degree angle. She could use her own leverage and his support to ride his dick sideways in the most basic way of thinking about it. And that was an adventure worth taking.

Yet another thing was being boxed in the mind of Iino Miko. This time, the phrase was spoken after his reaction to her choice words. That was interesting to take note of, but none of his business; he wouldn't ask. Kazu did feel something shortly after, though. He wasn't sure why, but he had reason to believe those metaphoric boxes were being opened in a similar way to his occasional activation. What did that mean? Well, it was another thing he didn't need to worry about.

If anything, Kazu should have been more concerned about his decision-making during this leg of their journey. He thought to simply try something out, but the way Miko's walls collapsed around his cock in this position felt markedly different. He'd seen quite a few positions by now, and had finally begun to understand what different positions could really do for sensation. What he didn't understand quite yet, however, was how much some positions could add to the experience. Miko had no room to be moved toward him, nor away from him; the wall had no give. As such, what came from his thrusts was pure, unhindered friction from the movements alone. It was excellent for a time, but then... Miko presented another suggestion in a way he certainly couldn't say no to. Kazu didn't get a full grasp of her intentions, but the gist was enough. He already had a hold on her hips; it would be an easy transition. "Well, you said you would. Let's see what you've got!" he said excitedly, pulling himself and Miko away from the wall just enough to turn around. Once turned, a single step to the rear had his back pressed against the wall so recently warmed by Miko's own body.

Miko's habit of boxing things was done for remembering effective techniques... whether sexual, learning or even just conversation based. She kept all aspects of her mind as organized as possible so that many things could be brought back up when they needed to be. For now though, she was mostly enjoying the experience and in enjoying that she was... opening the boxes of her mind through one of her other Avatars and thinking of things she'd long sense buried as potential thoughts of things to do. One of them included her most recent suggestion.

Her own orgasms seemed to be rather easy to come by, but beyond that her desires were quite strange. It was as if she fully intended to take advantage of her small size and Kazuhiko's rather muscular body. He was strong, she trusted him... they could have interesting fun together. He turned them after her flourish so that he was the one against the wall, and she placed her feet against that wall on either side of him, seeming to grip onto his body with her legs still balanced on her toes. With Kazuhiko's hands on her waist she felt rather comfortable, and he seemed rather excited to see what she planned. Interesting, she figured there would have been a few more questions asked. But basically, in bracing herself against the wall and Kazuhiko she had enough leverage to treat the man to a ride of the standing variety. Her back hovered over the floor and her feet were balanced against the wall. "Hai hai, just hang on okay? I'm trusting you♪~" she said in a teasing form. Why was she trusting him. With his body against the wall she backed her hips away from him. The movement squeezed Kazuhiko's cock as she withdrew and once he was far enough out of her womb and body she looked up at him grinning. Now, Miko's warning of fucking people was one not given in vain. She fully intended to do something rather aggressive, but it wasn't something she did all the time. But in the moment she could do nothing but answer the excitement shown by Kazuhiko with her own and would be slamming herself down on that dick for the first time of her own volition, using the tension from her legs and his body as a counter balance, she'd bend her knees again and force his rod back into place within her. From the angle she had it'd easily slide its way home twice, filling her core and womb completely and being tightened around as she orgasmed from the beautiful self-torture. "Haaaah♫!~" she said as if relieved.