Charles Patricius

In his final moments with Chizuru, Xiao was asked for a simple favor. She had little to no use of her legs, as expected, and simply wanted to reach her balcony with a bit of help. Since they would be parting ways, he figured it would be a fair enough favor. "Going to the balcony in just loose, torn bandages and dripping cum? Bold move," he commented. Nevertheless, he'd be lifting the lass and carrying her outward with ease. Upon reaching the balcony and placing her in a chair. During that time, he looked out into the distance. It was time to meet with someone else. "See you around. If you need to contact me... either want it really hard, or make sure Kurusu has a reason to get a big head. Sayonara," he bid. From there, Xiao leapt off the balcony, but he never hit the ground. No, he phased into another reality: a blue, circular room surrounded by prison cells, a warden's desk at its center. Xiao seated his bare form atop the desk, looking both left and right. To his left was a prison cell stained with his fluids and Chizuru's. To his right, there were the remnants of Kokusei and Akira's session. A brief change took place in his visage, forming the red-eyed, black haired male with a long, braided ponytail. "I just got my assneck tongued by a MORTAL! Seriously, those two are fucking insane! I wanted to go all out so bad!" he complained with far more emotion than the one called Xiao could ever manage.

In the meantime, Hiruko was at the tail end of two rides. The van was parked, and apparently Miko was ready to extricate herself from his lap. He understood her disinterest in feeling empty up to this point, but... there was one issue soon to rear its head. When she rose to separate their genitals, she did so with little to no hesitation, and went on to her usual cleaning and storing process with his cock. Hiruko watched her little hand stuff the rod back into his pants with a raised brow. "Really, no grand finale? I'll have to take an I.O.U. and find out what secret you're hiding pretty soon♥~" he flirted, feigning discontent over ending their quick session without one final climax. Regardless, he'd also be on the move. Hiruko fully intended to help the lass carry her things to Dreameater's tour bus, even presenting one of the CDs in need of signing ─ Museion's to be specific. "Also, sign this. You don't want Kyoppi knowing your secret~"

Chizuru's simple favor was answered, but logic but still she was being picked up. As for the 'boldness' of her current decision she could only scoff. "I'm on the third floor... if someone was going to come up to my balcony, they were going to get me regardless of what I'm wearing~" she chided as if it was a perfectly sensible thing to do. In the meantime, she was sat on a chair and reached for a pack of smokes and a lighter right to the side of her. She was told to contact this man, she needd to really want it or, give Kurusu Akira reason to walk around acting cocky. That had some strange implications... was this man stalking Akira? Did he have some sort of weird connection to her horniness? Whatever the case, "Hai hai, weird but I'll bite. You'll definitely know when I'm pining for you~" she claimed. Watching as he seemed to go up to the edge of the balcony aiming to jump off... "Oi it's the third..." she didn't even get a chance to reiterate how high up they were. Still she'd lean back with that cigarette between her lips waving him off, "Eheheh, never mind, you got it, Daddy~" she claimed as she finally flicked that lighter at the end. A little glow appeared at the end of that stick in her mouth and smoke began to rise as she took the deepest most relaxing inhale she'd taken in hours. By the time it stopped, Xiao who was transformed in that blue room, was being joined by Kokusei, who'd gone back out of Kurusu Akira's window in time to join him. That purple hair darkened rapidly those eyes became jewel red. And the hair went a bit wilder as she flipped it in her typical fashion with one arm. "Oi oi, you don't have to tell me. A mortal, licked my arm pit and my ass... didn't even try anything normal. I mean plenty of guys have said they would even when I was mortal, but I wasn't even me at the time. Pure audacity!~" she claimed as she relaxed beside him. "Made me wish I'd shown up in one of the shoeless forms... I know he would have sucked toes... that would have been the less weird thing!" she claimed as if she'd missed out on something as well.

At the same time, a short ride was coming to an end, and Miko was going through her same kind of motions. She'd developed some rather strange habits around caring for people post sex. Always did she clean them up and put them back away. One would consider it a bit like tidying up the kitchen after eating a delicious meal. In this case she did so, with a bit of joking naysaying from Hiruko, who claimed to be on an IOU for the missing super climax at the end of their little ride. "That grand finale is a bit dangerous to vehicles... I am sure of that already. But I'll make sure you experience it lots, along with all the other stuff I've figured out recently♪~" Miko chirped. She'd grabbed up her bags after putting Hiruko away and checking her own face. Still, there was the mention that she'd need to sign that CD before Kyoka returned to learn her secret. "Hai hai... I didn't know people still bought this kind of merch. Still, I'll even sweeten it for you and sign whatever you want when I show you my new special move... probably moves by then," she added with a smile. She reached into one bag for a Black Sharpie, and handed Hiruko the duffle bag which she'd had full of lingerie and house clothes bought specifically for the tour bus they were now approaching. Within a few feet of it a little key would appear on her screen, but she'd take the CD and meticulously sign her perfected, Museion, signature to it, complete with that five pointed star dotting the i. Once it was done she tucked that marker back into ehr bag and held up her phone, causing the tour bus door to open. "Trade?" she offered him the CD back to take her pink bag, so she could leave it, on the tour bus along with her piano as she didn't think she'd be needing it while there was company present.

Reunited at last, the black-haired time-travelers each had the strangest complaints to present. Well, they couldn't really be called complaints, though there were some just under the surface. The one called Yugi lamented his inability to go all-out against Chizuru when she managed something exciting, and it seemed his partner equally lamented the lack of toe-sucking from Akira. "Well I can't blame any of those guys or him; not really. Keqing's pretty close to what your public face used to be like. Just... purple," he said first and foremost. "And I don't think you can blame him either. What did you rank in top 'lickable asses' again?" he asked. Regarding her comment about bringing one of her shoeless forms, which her current self tended to be, Yugi had more thoughts to share. "Is that what you wanted? I felt the urge from his end a few times during the link."

Speaking of things felt from one end of an equation, Hiruko could feel something welling up in his groin. It seemed Miko was conflating his mention of a 'grand finale' with whatever trick she had. "I didn't mean that grand finale specifically, Kocchi. Either way... I'll take both next time, yeah?" was his response. Moving on though, Hiruko contentedly passed on the CD case and accepted Miko's duffle bag, joining her in the journey toward Dreameater's bus. "Full bag," was a random comment he let slip. Hiruko felt no need to be invasive, but he was ever observant... of many things. Miko had the strangest amount of access to the bus, reminding Hiruko of his own situation where they'd just recently left. Kyoka had given him the day's password to enter Makima's abode, but... he never needed the shifting code to get in. Regarding Miko's offer to sign whatever he wanted when showing her special move, Hiruko chuckled. "Careful, Kocchi. The idea of having you sign my scrotum with your mouth doesn't sound too bad. Then again, neither does the idea of signing that cute face of yours♥~" he flirted shamelessly. Hiruko continued holding that duffle bag, but held it out while reaching for the CD Miko just signed. He didn't release the former nor pull on the latter right away, however. Instead, he leaned inward with the intention of holding her lips at ransom during the exchange.

It would seem that both the black haired time-travelers were busy lamenting the necessary limitations they'd had to work within. They easily chatted and commiserated over their new experiences, which had the taste of nostalgia given their own understanding of the individuals involved. According to the male, the woman known as Keqing, looked a lot like her original public persona only purple. "Hai hai... she got all the impatience to go along with that taste of eternity~" she claimed laughing that off a bit. As for her placement in the rankings of lickable asses, "Eh? I'm pretty sure I was in the top five. I usually am in most categories... but the Good Boys' Rankings aren't something I keep up with religiously~" she claimed even though the good boys in question were ones she had a lot of contact with over her extensive lives. "And I don't blame him, it's just dealing with these younger ones is crazy. We here the stories about how they started off but actually popping up and seeing that mortals are out here being crazy even by early ascension standards is mind-blowing~" she claimed. Her little toes uncovered were swaying in the air. Her desire to have her toes licked was mentioned along with the sense of such a thing on the mind of Akira through their link. "Eh, you know it's one of those things I don't really think about most of the time... but you get that itch when it's brought up," she stated easily turning herself so those same little toes were pointed at the black haired male, her feet placed in his lap as she floated. "I felt some weird things through that link, little Sparky's unhinged, turned Keqing into a giggly mess. Wasn't even haughty just maniacal~" she mentioned casually. "It wasn't a bust though, I found out that Akira invented the Oroboros, which is where that thought about toe sucking came from in the first place. Being in that backward C does things to my brain~" she explained of the situation. Well, they were well past any awkwardness that their relationship could have, their conversation and their actions were as easy as could be.

One thing felt beyond one person to another was the lack of 'epic finish' for someone like Hiruko. It seemed that it wasn't just the new move that he'd missed but the climax itself which had built up in those last few minutes of being tucked inside of Miko. She gave it some thought, "Sou ka, box it..." she said having a new thought and some extras to go along with them. "Take them both and take some extra next time then♪~" she added for him. At the same time, she knew her situation with Dreameater was likely to be considered strange, even so that didn't stop her from having access to his tour bus that filled bag of hers was one thing which she commented on while signing that CD, "Yeah, from his perspective, until yesterday I haven't seen him in three months.... I wouldn't be able to fit anything but the sweatshirts I have in there so I got some new stuff for our sleepovers. That bag is full of light stuff and lingerie I bought this morning..." she mentioned, seeming not to realize that she'd brought lingerie for this specific purpose of leaving it in someone else's house essentially. Beyond that point there was the matter of what and how she would sign an autograph for Hiruko who gave some very colorful ideas, including being the signee, so to speak. She paused and looked at him while trying to do the trade of items but noting that he'd not given her any leeway. "I'm still thinking about signing those abs with my tongue anyways so... all of those options sound good to me, Hiru-nii♪!~" Miko chirped aloud though within she had a thought. 'He really does just flirt freely and I recognize those as flirts... is that part of what I got from him? That kind of understanding?' she couldn't help but hypothesize. Still, with him leaning in and the exchange not being made, she leaned in, "Also, you're incredibly smooth♪~" she mentioned as she allowed herself to be taken hostage and pressed her lips into his. At that moment, Miko was beginning to notice that she was started to lack proper boundaries around people she liked, but... she felt like that was probably alright. She even had a bit of extra color come to her face and lips during the exchange and she'd try to slip him a bit of tongue, because why not take a little more?

"She does," Yugi agreed without hesitation. "It's all: 'Come ooonn, quit procrastinating!' dealing with that one. She definitely got 80% of the bitch gene," he added. Yugi then thought back to the latest competition in which she would have been ranked among 'most lickable asses' in their extended group. She recalled placing in the top five, and he believed she was right."Pretty sure, yeah. The last time we did that was a tough call after Makima finally decided to flex. Even Ari opened up a bit that time," he reminisced. "You even beat Jojo on the feet without any extra effort that time, though. That's a hell of a feat... no pun." Speaking on the matter of feet, Yugi suddenly had a pair placed in his lap. He didn't even hesitate to bring forth both hands and casually rub her feet as they conversed further. "It's pretty weird how early they go for some of the most degenerate shit ever. Dedication to hentai stories is way higher than I thought too. Kira's gonna get a pretty nice video tomorrow," Yugi commented about the additional strangeness surrounding that pair. During the explanation of what 'Sparkle' did to Kimiko, Yugi was lifting one of her feet, continuing to rub it while his tongue trailed over its top. One thing of special note was the creation of 'Oroboros' by Akira. "Is that what that was? Freaky. Damn shame, though. I don't think them doing that is going to have anything to do with the fact that I was just fucking Ichinose Chizuru. You familiar with that one?" With that question hanging in the air, his tongue met the top of her foot again, gliding along from ankle to toe.

Some could easily say Miko was made for the underground life. The way she bargained was right up his alley. With the offer of both things they were discussing and something extra to boot, they were both benefiting. He'd be sure to think of something incredible to gain from that meeting. "Bet. Maybe I'll take your heart~" he joked. Following that exchange, Miko gave a bit of context about her relationship with Dreameater... or rather, how much development she'd done since her disappearance to a magical world. "Sure makes sense of how much trouble you were having when we met. You got yourself a whole new body, huh?" he surmised with relative ease. What of Miko's desire to 'sign' his abs though? Hiruko's opinion on that matter came quite easily. "You didn't listen. Should have just done that earlier~" he insisted based on earlier advice about Miko 'shooting her shots' as it were. Hiruko's smoothness aside, he was soon getting most things he wanted. A bit of ransom play had their lips closing in on each other, and a bit of forwardness from Miko saw her being the first to attempt an assault of tongue. So quick was Hiruko to match that effort by swabbing her tongue with his own. Even when he let go of her bag, he seemed to do so only to snatch her by the waist, pulling her into his body to deepen the kiss.