Charles Patricius

Kazu would have his pictures, but he didn't want to take too much of Kei's time. She was the one who decided to progress things; he figured it would be rude to take time for a full photoshoot. Three pictures was all he bothered with. Through those, he captured that first visual, another that managed to catch the blush on Kei's face, and one more for good measure. With that out of the way, and her legs clearing a path by his own efforts, Kazu was urged to hurry in a strangely soft way. "Oui madame♥~" he said gladly. A withdrawal of his hips allowed Kazu to line himself up to Kei's entrance properly. His member was lowered and pressed to a hole he so recently confirmed the moisture of for several minutes. Slowly but surely, a forward thrust had him feeling that hole stretch around his girth while the hammock swayed just slightly in either direction.

So casually did Chizuru admit to her plan. It was once again interesting to see someone he'd known for so long in their earliest forms. She'd always been so direct, it seemed. Her plan didn't even take into account the chance of Xiao rejecting her offer ─ not that he ever would have. "Not many girls would admit to being that much of a slut," he claimed. Moving on, Chizuru apparently didn't care if going through with her suggested act made her abandon the idea of Akira. Everything about Xiao should have implied he had less to work with than the other male, but perhaps she had a better sense early on than he gave her credit for? Whatever the case, all he needed was her certainty. Xiao had no doubt how things would end by the time they finished... but her absolute agreement would be a trigger for something unperceivable: a shift of their existences and everything around them into a different realm currently outside of time. Chizuru would neither see nor feel anything different unless she left her apartment, but there was still a condition to be met regardless. "Katto? That works. Anyway, you've been talking a lot. Prove how dedicated you are to abandoning everything you've built so far on an unknown," he demanded. Whatever form it took, Chizuru's proof would be the trigger necessary.

While Xiao looked for proof of Chizuru's dedication, Akira was proving his own in a way. He was completely immersed in the licking of Kokusei's ass... at least until she decided to answer his greatest hopes and dreams of the evening. Beyond the fountain of semen that had been cascading down his cock and worked around by her hand, there was a sudden feeling of warm lips ensnaring it. A tongue was applied immediately, and little to no hesitation went into the full consumption of the tool. All the way in Kokusei's throat before he even rationalized what was happening, Akira had little choice but to stop his own tongue's movements. His body froze, apart from hips that were showing seizure-like symptoms. The oozing stopped temporarily, if only because an explosion was happening in the purple-haired woman's throat mere seconds into the act. Though Akira's tongue was no longer swirling, there may have been a stroke of luck. It did remain extended, and the jerking motion that accompanied his latest expulsion had him lunging forward... which of course meant his tongue was thrusting right into her rectum. Akira still counted zero losses.

Whether he knew it or not, and whether Kei fully understood it or not, she appreciated everything about Kazuhiko. He wasn't just a good looking man, he wasn't just a nice one either. He was a genuine individual full of excitement and adventure, and someone like Kei couldn't say no to that. Even if he wanted pictures, or wanted to try something different she could see herself agreeing to most things. What was more, she'd let her impatience leak out in a much less aggressive way than normal, and was answered in French. She understood his words, but they did sound nice coming out of his mouth. "I might really like French~" she commented absently. Still, there was the start to go into. A push forward and her own undoing. Moment by moment she felt the start of a push, and the gentle rocking of the hammock. She'd had sex before, she understood what it felt like, but somehow this felt like a lot more than she was used to. A tool like his was surprising to see and even more surprising to feel. Yes, she'd taken it into her own mouth already but there was something about not having control over the entrance of a thing which made it even more intense. Her body was more than ready and she fully adjusted but she couldn't help the little sigh that escaped her, and the tightening of her hands on his shoulders. It was as if the tension needed to escape her. But that didn't mean she wasn't enjoying every second of it.

At the same time, Chizuru was being confronted by the oddity of her desire to bed a new man after establishing that she had a maybe boyfriend. "Yes, well... not many girls have fun having sex. When you do though... you'll keep doing it~" she mused. "Besides, I'm on OnlyFans... slut is just the start of someone like me~" she claimed with an earnestness that was far more direct than most would be about their sexual activities. The truth of the matter was, without those thugs being actually violent, she probably would have just had sex with them and gone on about her night. Even if Kurusu Akira had rejected her, she would have kept throwing herself at him until they at least had sex so she could get it out of her system and... her favorite form of revenge and dominance was also sex. Whatever shift happened, she didn't need it. Her safe word was accepted but now was a time of proving. "Eh... no belief huh, but I thought it was obvious," she said pulling away turning around and taking a bow. "If you want to direct the show and make it so I never talk to Kurusu-kun again... then Act II can begin. Stage is yours, to set, Xiao-kantoku~" she offered so freely. Obviously if being saved was the first act, then being broken in properly was the second, she was just improvising based on the stage given to her... she'd submit to the performance of his desire, even if it meant something very different from her original intent. She'd already taken his direction, already shown her truest self, all she had to do was submit that same self... well, she'd do it in a heartbeat.

Meanwhile, the shift was being felt and it was far too obvious by Akira's willingness to fall into addiction that he was fully ready to submit. Their conversation hadn't even been as direct, but the actions of the lad said all they had to. What was more, they would only increase over time, even as Kokusei sat on his face and gave him the start of a blowjob he couldn't fathom. HIs sixty-nine was something for the ages, and it seemed to register in him strangely. She'd gotten him down to the throat before the lunge and then rather suddenly found herself with a tongue penetrating her rectum. "Ora? We went all in didn't we?~" she said in a manner most teasing. Still, she could also feel a shift in the area, it seemed it was about time and with that shift, she'd find herself looking out for something or rather something specific. While rocking her hips against that tongue and taking it for a short ride just the same. Oh well, she might as well.

"French is awesome. I'll show you France someday in the next couple of years," Kazu vowed as he slowly crept his way into Kei's canal. Their proper session would begin slowly, but perhaps it was fated to take longer than it seemed? Frozen moments of time were happening quite frequently of late, even by sensation alone. In this case, there was a removal of moments elsewhere in Osaka. . .

Chizuru mentioned her OnlyFans account to her newest acquaintance, claiming the term 'slut' was just the start for her ilk. "Whore then," Xiao said to correct his earlier statement. Moments later, he witnessed a twirl and bow from the lass that established the shift he'd been waiting for. They were no longer in the same world ─ a seamless transition placed them beyond the laws of this universe in a way. Still, Xiao left a strong enough link to leave some technological connections. Chizuru's phone, for example, would continue working as normal even though her apparent desire was to be fully broken. So willingly did she adopt the idea of completely abandoning Kurusu Akira, never to even speak with him again. Such would be Act II of their play's current chapter. As the director in question, however, Xiao had an amendment to make. "You'll communicate with him again. Once," he stated. There was much truth in Xiao's claim. As she was now, Chizuru would have only one additional opportunity to speak with Akira. Any meetings beyond that... technically wouldn't be as the same person. "First thing's first. You were going to work those yakuza up in the alley. It would be 'fair' to do the same thing here."

Akira could not be dissuaded from pursuing the immediate goal. What was that goal? Well, he didn't really know for certain. It definitely involved his tongue remaining in Kokusei's rear, but beyond that... he was actually losing focus. Perhaps the sudden advancement from face-sitting to 69 was to blame. Perhaps he could instead blame what he found to be an actual addictive quality to a person's anus? That was strange, but he was in no position to question it while already being tongue-deep in that same arse. Even with the temporary loss of movement he suffered during ejaculation, his only desire was to return. So, what would he do? He'd go right back to swirling his tongue when it became possible, even though it was already inserted.

Kazuhiko wasn't the only one feeling like this initial push was taking quite a while. Kei was sure this sort of forward motion wasn't supposed to take as long as it seemed to be... still she wouldn't have changed anything about it at all. No, she was content and would enjoy... she couldn't have said something was wrong or off, instead she would have simply assumed that this push was simply one which required care, and was pleased to be offered it instead. As such she'd continue releasing that extra tension through her finger tips until such a time as that final moment of entry lead to pure relaxation.

In the meantime, there was the matter of Chizuru. Her likeness to Akira was something that could be called, scary. Even without full awareness, and with nothing really to go off of, she was sure she wanted to take Xiao up on his offer. "Whore, has a pretty nice ring to it, ya'~" she claimed without anything resembling shame. She liked sex and got paid for it... in a lot of cases. She wasn't being solicited directly but she definitely knew the work of selling sex. She wouldn't argue with a word like that when she made it look so good. Still with a little bow and a twirl of conviction, Act II was no longer under her control. What was one of the first things said... that she'd communicate once more. "Whatever you say, boss~" she offered with a playful wink. But what was next? Well, according to the man in front of her, she'd been about to work those Yakuza up, so she might as well, do the same for the sake of fairness. "Oh, now fairness is cool~" she claimed sarcastically. Still, she'd drop to her knees in front of this man and aim to pull his pants down quite a bit. She knew what kind of dick she was going to be finding so she wasn't cautious or wary. Instead she seemed simply amused and willing to begin working it up with her hands and maybe her mouth as well, which she opened while looking up at him.

While one got to work with their mouth, the other of the pair was somewhere else, fully engaged with his own. He'd been warned against addiction and ignored the call. And now, his tongue was once again twirling but this time inside of Kokusei's asshole. "Back to work already huh?~" she claimed as she enjoyed the sensation. Those movements of her hips had become more normal and after speaking she went back to putting hs cock in her mouth, why not, she couldn't help but enjoy the idea of driving him crazy and she already had a tongue in her ass. Though hse had no need of what he had to offer by way of energy, she had a definite intention of making this lad feel as if he needed to be inside her or to consume her, whichever happened first. Still, it wasn't beyond her notice that this lad was so extreme so early on, even in moments like this she couldn't help but wonder how many of these people were so very filthy at the start of their journeys.

The term 'whore' did have a nice ring to it. If Xiao wasn't mistaken, the lore of that word was a bit behind on gaining positive energy within names and titles that held power. The similar yet different 'slut' was well on its way to fully shifting in a positive direction, but very few could properly wear its sister title without issue. "What then? Should I be paying you?" he asked plainly yet sarcastically. Chizuru seemed to agree with the idea of acknowledging Akira once more. He figured that was within her original plan anyway, albeit differently. By the way of his plan, however, she might be sending one of the best abandonment notifications of all time. First, though... the first break had to happen. Chizuru took to her knees with a bit of snark about Xiao's fairness comment, yet she still began pulling his pants down in full complacency. After doing so, she'd of course find... a penis ─ nothing more, nothing less. It was only a flaccid little thing of normal size and quality, but Chizuru would soon find that the term 'grower' had never been so accurate. Time would tell how much of it she managed to discover.

In that same time, Akira was ignorantly taking in something he should never have sought. Mana was an unknown concept to the young man, and Kokusei's had already ruined his body during the time of processing. Luckily for him, tonguing her asshole had several benefits. The feeling that returned to his limbs bit by bit was because he was drawing directly from her rear, which had the innate ability to convert foreign energy into raw, neutral power. Naturally, such conversion could be done up to one's own mana quality, so Akira benefited greatly from his decision without knowing a single thing. Even so, a full range of movement evaded him. Such limitations kept Akira from being anything near his truest self, but none of that mattered in his mind presently. So long as Kokusei was content to ride his face, he was content to keep his tongue swimming around in her rear entrance. One thing he did know, was that doing so managed to distract him from Kokusei's antics at the other end, at least somewhat. Ah, but he couldn't know what sort of hold fate would have on him. The first entry to Kokusei's throat had already resulted in immediate ejaculation... and he'd have to deal with another any time his glans made its way past her uvula.

The term whore was one which didn't bother someone like Chizuru. She wasn't the type to care much at all, given she was already a sex worker. Trading intimacy for things or money was actually quite standard if one wanted to view life in a specific kind of way. "You could. Patching you up doesn't count as payment for saving me though so... you could consider this a payment instead," she claimed as if amused by the idea. She pulled on his pants after dropping to her knees only too discover a penis as she thought she would find. It wasn't firm, nor was it extraordinary, still she'd put forth a grand effort. "Wakey wakey!~" she proclaimed as her tongue traveled out of her mouth flickering over the tip down to the base. Only then did she allow it to travel down to his balls while her hand worked its way up to manipulate the shaft a little bit. Perhaps she should have been more concerned about how this lad managed to not have a boner while sitting alone in a room with her topless, but maybe he was one of those trained to remain calm. Whatever the case, there was a matter of taste. A man usually tasted salty unless he'd just gotten out of the shower, he didn't seem to taste like much of anything at all. It was quite unusual. Even his balls lacked that strange sticky sweat that she was more used to encountering while doing this sort of thing. That was intriguing. If nothing else, this man's hygiene practices had to be ridiculous. If nothing else, she'd fuck him twice just for not being at all gross to deal with. She'd move up from his balls after having one on her mouth for a moment or two, before withdrawing to make her way back up.

At the same time, Kokusei felt a shift in time. It was quite easy for her, even as that tongue in her rear was quite distracting. If she'd let herself fall prey to such a thing... she definitely would have missed an opportunity. Now... she could shift it, this room magically became something beyond this time though connected directly to another space instead. Certain allowances would continue, though most, in the hospital would ignore this room for the duration of this little hiccup, as if it wasn't ever here. With that done, she sank her head back onto his phallus only to reach her uvula and have the lad explode again. Once more she'd swallow it only to come up still shaking her rear against his face and feeling the now dripping fluids from her loins as they fell onto his chin and chest. "Oi oi, if you're going to eat ass like that and explode every time you hit the back of my throat, there won't be anything in you but me~ And then what are going to do when I decide to ride your dick instead~" she teased. As this man became more fascinated with her. She'd eventually begin teasing him, when she reached orgasm by his method... she'd make sure it flooded his face and chest. Well, no matter with the extra lubrication she'd definitely be sliding along his face with vigor given what he'd chosen to do. She wouldn't be stopping his feast until she was ready regardless.

Apparently, having his arm bandaged wouldn't count as payment in the event of Chizuru being treated like a hooker. Well, he didn't plan to pay her anyway ─ at least not by any method understood by mortals. What of Chizuru's opinion though? It seemed she'd take something else instead. The way she made it sound, the coming sexual favor was repayment for the saving. Anything beyond that would probably be a different matter entirely, but that made no difference to Xiao. He'd simply stand in silence for now, leaving Chizuru to place her mouth upon his member. What would she do with something so unimpressive? Well, it seemed her sole focus at the moment was causing an erection. Any confusion she had about his flaccid state was never brought up, but there wouldn't be too much time for questions. The time Chizuru spent with one of Xiao's testicles between her lips was the time he took for a conscious growth effort. She'd be able to make her way back up a relatively stiff shaft that had grown just long enough to reach under her eye if his balls were at her chin. It would seem a bit sturdier than an erection should ever be, but... it also seemed like it was still growing ever so slowly.

Though Akira's immersion was reaching an all-time high, something was certainly amiss. The concern of it never reached his consciousness, but it did reach his soul. When would he find out? Maybe never. For the moment, he had no obvious worries apart from losing himself in the analingus experience. According to Kokusei, he should be wary of the ejaculations that occurred each time he slipped into her throat. What could he even do about that? Sure there'd be nothing left of him eventually, but there had to be some sort of benefit to this ultimate dining experience he was having! "I can't just make it stop!" he argued after finally retracting his tongue, just briefly enough to speak. As for what he'd do when she decided to ride him, the only viable answer was that he'd persevere. So, before his tongue slipped into Kokusei's anus again, he spoke once more. "I don't know. How long until you were planning to do that?" he wondered.

Chizuru went to work, lavishing her tongue on balls only to turn back up and find... a cock extending over her face quite a bit. It got to just under her eye from this level and it was an interesting sight. If nothing else, perhaps she'd be having a bit more fun than she normally thought possible with a lad who had something so normal a moment before. "Oya? Were we being shy?~" she asked in a teasing tone as her tongue dragged along the under side. If it was growing still she hadn't noticed yet. At the very least it was a bit more than a mouthful at this point so it'd be worth it to play with. That playful lick had her feeling a bit strange. This cock seemed oddly firm, but also something else she'd not quite gotten into her head yet. She'd look up at Xiao deviously, as she opened her mouth at the tip. Well, working it up to something didn't mean stopping just because a bit of firmness was reached. She'd close her mouth around the tip of his cock sucking it in and using her tongue to play with it more, there was an odd amount of maneuverability in that muscle, as if it did many things besides licking when in active use.

At the same time, Akira was obviously being shown a certain amount of care. Well, or just the right amount of lack of care. Kokusei couldn't help but enjoy what was happening even as the lad remained buried face first in her rear, she seemed content to occasionally draw out his orgasms while servicing him in kind. Of course, she wouldn't stop giving him words nor would she refrain from putting more ideas in his head. This time, she teased the idea of riding him, while pointing out his lack of ability to stop orgasming from her antics. "I mean... you could try. Never underestimate the power of holding out, and what it can get you~" Kokusei claimed. Sometimes, a bit of self denial was good for the soul, and sometimes, it was great for the body and eventual orgasm. Meanwhile, Akira was going back into her rear, but before he did so he asked about the ride she planned to take and when it would occur. "Hm, probably after my next orgasm... Though that sort of thing can be kind of intense from me... you really might not be ready for it~" she claimed as if it made perfect sense to continue teasing the lad.

The surprise Chizuru experienced upon witnessing his growth was most of his purpose in hiding it originally. That particular reaction wasn't what he was going for, however. No... there was still more to come. As it stood, he was a far cry from what Kurusu Akira should have been in this timeline. When he surpassed that... then things would become interesting. Ah, but first on the agenda was the progression of Chizuru's first task. Tongue to shaft wasn't enough, and the firmness she found in his member did not register as reason enough to stop. As such, she closed her lips around his glans and began sucking away. Her tongue work was something he'd never forget, but what of its infantile form? It would be lacking, surely. Alas, he couldn't let on if it did; he'd just keep his cock growing within her mouth until the space within was filled. Still, he would stop just shy of the expected Kurusu Akira. "Past the agreement. How's this? Better than your not-boyfriend?" he wondered earnestly. Too many things had changed thus far; Xiao had to be sure there wasn't something strange going on with Akira as well.

One thing that would never change about Akira, was his downright deviance. The simple thought of moving onward to a different sex act was the only thing that could stop his current behavior. Before that, though, Kokusei mentioned something about the benefits of holding out. Of course he interpreted that as edging, but no way could he consciously edge against this woman. At this rate, he doubted she could even make him do so by her own efforts. As for their progression to the 'ride' Kokusei mentioned, it seemed Akira only had to survive until her next orgasm... which was something he may not be ready for. That was funny to him; he hadn't been ready for anything else thus far! With that in mind, his only approach was one of reckless abandon. If he couldn't make use of his limbs the way he otherwise would have, he'd use his entire face! Tongue-deep in her rear again, Akira planted his chin between her folds, half-mimicking the motion of biting just to move it up and down while his tongue went to work. He had to make it to the next event, whatever the cost.

Chizuru would be in for increasing amounts of surprise. She'd never failed to 'get the job done' as some would call it. She quite enjoyed learning to use the full breadth of her mouth and tongue on people. She'd been told she was quite good at it and even practiced things like 'cum art' on her tongue. That was an aside for now though, as that same tongue would be used to wrap around a cock to play with folds of skin and to tease any pulsing veins. She played with the texture while putting that muscle to work, and found it quite interesting that the man she was servicing seemed so calm just the same. Perhaps he was simply always so calm... that would be interesting... whatever button she had to press to set him off, she might just to see what happened. As Chizuru backed away she allowed her tongue to dangle and flail against his tip. It'd grown quite a bit in the status but it wasn't quite the same as Akira's. It fell a little short of that. "Iia, it's a a bit smaller than that... not by a whole huge margin or anything but it's definitely showing up~" she said of his cock in general. Still she'd allow herself to continue on, moving down once more for the other ball instead this time and teasing it with that maneuverable tongue of hers all the way up to the base of his ball sack from behind. Only after a few quick lashes to what was known to be quite the sensitive area, did she go back for the cock in question.

In the meantime, Akira was being a deviant. Though he thought Kokusei was speaking of edging, she wasn't necessarily... well, such a thing would be good for him later, if he wanted to extend the use of a specific act or force a shift in foreplay. But maybe he'd learn that sort of thing in his own time. Developed deviance was quite a good thing to see. Another good thing to see, was the expansion of Akira's techniques. Kokusei didn't expect to see such a thing from him so early, but necessity seemed to create a shining example of oddity in this lad. This technique he was currently using was so familiar and developed so early. Was it her fault? She didn't think it had been, but here she was, experiencing a chin moving in her folds while his tongue danced around in her ass. So odd was it that she couldn't help but rock herself against it, a gentle moan escaping her. "Oi, I didn't know you came with tech... or are you just pulling out all the stops so you can be ridden into the floor?" she wondered. It didn't seem like something meant to rush, nor would she... a build up of an orgasm was a gentle thing, even in the midst of filthy degeneracy. And by the time that next orgasm crested, she'd once again have his cock in her throat, while moaning her content.