Charles Patricius

Hiruko was urged to try, as success may be a possibility. Of course she had to understand his belief that any chance was worth it in many situations. With Kama's ass rolling against his hand, he had little choice but to give a little rub and squeeze. "Best plan I've heard all day. There's something else I have to do though, so I might have to make two attempts~" he replied. There was something he'd been considering for a few minutes now. With Miko so zoned-in, he thought to provide some insurance against Kyoka noticing too much about the brunette. As he also had some personal reasons to grab her attention, there would be no hesitation from his other hand as it moved toward her backside just as the first had Kama's. Meanwhile, Takao was beginning to realize his own movements ─ if only because Miko's were intensifying beyond what he was doing. He couldn't even resist his own movements taking on a rolling quality in addition to the slight bounce. Ah, but the enhanced bouncing of Miko was dangerous in its own right, being more than enough to start bringing a firmness to Takao just to the left of her... very exposed thigh, which may have been brushing against him just slightly.

Mitchel noticed things looking a bit 'friskier' than even a few moments before, becoming more excited by the prospect. Things were starting to look like the concerts he remembered. Though his arm further encouraged the building degeneracy of all parties in the control room, his own movements were growing still for the next verse ─ one he sang the first half of closely into the microphone.

"See my future in your eyes,
So don't tell me that you're leaving me~♪
Don't leave me, baby~♪
Don't leave me~♪
... Nothing but fear, yeah~♫"

With the first segment out of the way, Mitchel stood with his legs spread apart. The occasional step forward was taken through the second half, joining a slow climb back up the energy meter.

"Fuck this backseat drivin', switch shit to another lane♪
Burnin' rubber in a Demon, kickin' up the pace♫
All this mental pressure, I can feel it in my brain♪
If I don't escape, I think I might just go insane♫

I don't wanna live and die, I wanna live and live~♪
Higher than my expectations, gave all I can give~♪
Every track that drops a hit, bitch, I don't ever miss~♪
Always active, actin' like the devil's advocate! Yeah~♪"

Jin was mostly content to watch four women be completely unhinged, flashing and molesting each other as the remaining patrons vacated the bar for various purposes. It seemed some of them gained an understanding of what was happening in that corner, thinking to escape for whatever reasons they had. Jin only saw that turn of events as a positive thing. If everyone else vacated the premises, he wouldn't have to worry about leaving the bar when things inevitably took another turn. Speaking of turns, one most interesting came about when the bar emptied. Saori, the one who'd yet to join the others in dancing, approached the drinking bartender instead. "Hah? Changed your mind about the order, miss?" he asked without hesitation, only to hear the true reason for her approach. Nozomi and Rangiku partnered, as did Rita and Reina. As she was left with no partner for dancing, Saori selected Jin himself while the others rotated. Right away, Jin chugged the remainder of his tumbler, poured another, and took it with him around the bar. "Can't complain about a little moving," he said. Upon receiving Rita's warning, Jin looked the brunette over. He paid extra attention to her hip region before giving a smug little scoff. "I wouldn't call yours dangerous," he declared.

Apparently, there was something else he had to do today, so Hiruko might have to take two attempts. With that hand squeezing her backside Kama couldn't say she minded at all. In fact she could only be pleased by the desire to try at something multiple times, "Nothing wrong with that~ Take as many attempts as you need~" she added a cheeky smirk passing her face. "And careful... you're a whole new man now~" she warned Hiruko, who now had the body and spiritual harmony to match his potency. While Kyoka bounced to the beat, a hand found its way to her ass as well... she slipped a bit closer, but that wouldn't stop her from commenting on the randomness of the situation, even though Hiruko was a prime target even for her. "Oh? I know you're always playing your luck but did you try the party favors?" she questioned but that was fine regardless, she and Kama would be busying Hiruko and she would continue bouncing those massive meteors for Mitchel to see. And while that occurred, Miko was busy bouncing in Takao's lap, perhaps if she'd been thinking clearly, she would have realized that she'd not met stiffness yet, but that wasn't truly important as she was enjoying the music. Well... the thought was starting to creep in anyway, invasive as it was, if only because Takao's own movements began to feed into hers. That little bit of hip rocking was enough for her to match his pace... and with it the gears in her head began to turn.

As the energy lowered just a bit, Miko caught the tempo and slowed herself but that didn't stop the movements, no... it just made them more pronounced. And that led to her feeling that stiffening member against her thigh. Her eyes widened and she had a series of realizations. A lid blew off a box she'd been holding even while knowing its contents. "Box is open." Such a random sentence slipped from her mouth, but in future it might become one of the most dangerous things anyone ever heard. As that building bounce had her shifting in Takao's lap properly, and feeling his member for real. She crossed her legs using the motion to easily turn herself around in his lap. She'd be looking into his face while her thigh rubbed against his member through his pants as she wrapped her legs around him. "We need to talk," she uttered immediately. "About everything but also about this..." she said one hand shifting to his cock which she followed pleased with its size enough that she was definitely going to take it into herself. Having been distracted from the music her hips were still moving in Takao's lap but right at the moment in facing him she was lined up for something very different.

Meanwhile, a song about fireflies was about to start a few sparks. In the moment Saori approached the bartender who wondered about her shifting the order. "Iia, you could consider it a part of the decision making process..." Soari claimed. If she wasn't going to fight a man tonight, she'd at least find out directly if it'd be worth it compared to her more recent experiences. "Heh... I missed hanging out with grown-ups~" Saori mentioned it was something so normal about watching a grown man finish a drink and take another one to get ready to dance that felt... more normal to her. Well... as he was coming along that cheeky commentary aimed at Rita made that woman scoff, "Challenging people early, huh? I'm on a roll, no complaints later~" Rita mentioned. Her roll was something that no one could say anything about, given this... Saori begin the dance with the bartender. So calm did it start, face to face while her body found the beat of this song and then... just as soon as it was found, she began to ride that sound. Her hips movements against this man's hips would be in line with the beat, up and down in circles... she was showing herself to be what she always was, quite a prolific rider. All the while the other women were switched up and in so doing the pairs got slightly different looks to them. Nozomi was now paired with Rita, meaning two slimmer forms were showing a bit more of themselves while touching. At the same time, a doubled thickness of Reina and Rangiku were showing the difference between a tanned gyaru and the typical 'bimbo' by look.

Hiruko figured Kama would allow him numerous 'attempts' as they were calling it. In fact, it was now his understanding that their earlier bit of pet play was far more serious than he could have previously imagined. She warned him about the new nature of his existence, but he had something cheeky to say in response. "There shouldn't be any problems. Potential danger is why I keep my lucky charms♥~" he said with a wink. Moments later, his other hand reaching Kyoka's rear resulted in more closeness from the green-haired woman. Ah, but she felt the need to ask about his experience with the party favors. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I just figured it was a good idea to make sure you remembered I'm here, before you fangirl too hard♥~" he claimed. By Hiruko's approximation, Kyoka had the most of Mitchel's attention presently. It was only natural, as it seemed to him that both Miko and Kama were a little occupied. If this was going to be that kind of party, his eye would be drawn to the jiggling mountains that seemed more open. Of course, that mentality didn't stop him from ogling the others as well.

Claims of a box being open would become the cause for panic and anticipation across the known cosmos one day. For today, it was cause for confusion. Why was she saying that? Well, Takao would only be finding out after the lass swiveled her way around in his lap. She was basically straddling him after a few moments, bringing the first halt to his movements since they began. "Uhh..." Takao muttered. They needed to talk, according to Miko. They had to talk about everything, including... his cock, which her hand was immediately drawn to through his breeches. She was still moving as well, though it didn't seem as related to the music. Takao's reaction was ever so slightly panicked, if only because he didn't know the exact reason Miko said such things. "Look, it's a natural reaction! You were brushing against it!" he argued preemptively based on his own assumptions. All the while, Mitchel was appreciating the energy more and more.

"Hours lost, we've been wasting time in the mountains!♪
Hours lost, we've been wasting time trying to count 'em, yeah!♫
I can see the hours fade away, yeah~♪
Just like how I'm faded every day, shit~♪
I was lost, almost took my life in the shower, fuck!♪
I was lost, abusing that money, sex, and power, baby!♫
Hours lost... Mm-mmm~♪
I was lost, if I said I wasn't... I li-ied~!♫"

Finally, it was time for the song's outro ─ something very low, very somber in contrast with the chorus. Alas, Mitchel's mind was elsewhere. He needed to restore the hype, so he was already mentally plotting the next song.

"And I'm waking up everyday crying...
There's a void in my stomach, can't fill it...
15 minutes... anxiety kicks in,
In 15 minutes from the moment that I wake~♫
15 minutes... yeah~♪
15 minutes...
Oh, no,
From my past, keep on runnin'~♪
Keep on runnin'~
From my past, keep on runnin'~♪
Yeah, there's things that I've said that I'm not too proud of~♫

Saori wasn't quite planning to put herself forward in turn order, but she called her dance request part of her decision-making process. Jin didn't believe there was much of a decision to make. He did believe, however, that she'd realize that soon enough. "You let me know when you're caught-up on that," he said. Now out in the open, he shared a bit of banter with Rita, the group's funder for this particular outing. Obviously she was on a roll of some sort. The type of roll Jin had become interested in lately, though... was of a very different sort. "Don't see much rolling from here. Show, don't tell~" he flirted casually even as his body began swaying at Saori's fore. She was on the type of roll he thought of; that much was made abundantly clear right away. That glass of scotch kept his right hand occupied, but his left found its way onto the curve of her hip. As opposed to her circular movements, Jin's hips took more of a side-to-side, up-and-down approach... which would soon result in a bit of impromptu thigh rubbing that wasn't quite all thighs. He had been watching the other four for a few minutes, after all, so a bit of build-up was inevitable.

Kama learned earlier that Hiruko was one of the smoothest men she'd ever encountered. He easily flirted, took in information and even made assurances about understanding the negatives. He apparently kept lucky charms around to keep bad things from happening. "Sou ka... that works, it'll buy you a bit of extra time and some distractions apparently♥~" Kama offered her own hips still bouncing. That term 'Lucky Charms' seemed to apply to the women in the room at large as far as she could tell, at least tht is what the visible magical connection said. She was acutely aware of what was going on in this room, and it gave more context to what she'd not understood in that carriage ride earlier. It seemed she wouldn't even have to make any pushes as things seemed to be moving properly of their own accord. Kyoka for her part in this was being reminded, the dangers of fangirling too hard with Hiruko not actually admitted whether or not he'd partaken of the party favors. "No one forgets about you... when you slide in all smooth like that. Hmphf~" she turned her nose up, but it was mostly playful as Hiruko's interference with her physical form still had her shaking massive boobs at Mitchel which she was discretely pulling down on the front of her dress to reveal more and more of. That little note that Hiruko had made earlier had already been taken into account, and Kyoka was braless and prepared to flash a man today. The music was dwindling but the heat was still present and building, with discretion being lost by the second.

Speaking of discretion, Miko didn't really have that currently. It became obvious when she turned around and latched onto Takao directly that she had something else entirely in mind while looking up into his face. "You dropped the rhythm~" Miko mentioned observationally, but that didn't change the movements of her own hips nor any of her actions. Her hand was on his cock and he was panicked. He spoke of natural reactions because of her brushing against it and she in turn smiled with a devious light dancing in her eyes. "Is this what this looks like from the outside?~" she questioned as she watched him miss the point. A different kind of energy came to her as her ass began moving up and down in his lap taking on the bouncing her body had been doing so naturally. Shutara had once told her to rip off a band-aid so to speak and words confused along with her actions so she might as well act now with the words that would make her point best. "I don't need a biology lesson, O♪-nii♪-chan♪~" that little chirp escaped her lips as she leaned up into him. "Not with words anyway~" she offered, as if to make her point as clear as possible she leaned in, intending a lick up from his collarbones up to his throat, over his chin and into his mouth settling afterwards looking into his eyes, hovering over his lips, so close she could swear she could taste something minty and refreshing. Miko would be losing most other things in that moment, but somehow still moving her rear in clear view of Mitchel and stirring the pot. Looking over Kyoka had a hushed whisper. "Goddamn she moves fast.. " Kyoka noted as Kama smirked. "I think the appropriate line here is... the monster is awake?" she posited rhetorically while shaking her hips. At least she didn't have to worry about Miko stifling herself again.

Beyond the developing orgy at a music studio... there was a different one starting up Saori had claimed a dance partner. "You'll know~" Saori claimed. If she made a hard decision, she wasn't the type to avoid it. No, she'd throw herself in, even if she thought she might regret it later. But she had a few recent experiences under her belt, she could manage a bit of dancing with an admittedly attractive, torturer turned bartender. His flirty words to Rita had her looking a bit shocked, "He's a bit bossy, I like it~" she claimed as if amused by the entire situation. At the same time, Jin's movements would be working with Saori's, a side to side up and down movement to go along with her own movements to the beat. Had the pair of them working and meeting at perfectly paced rhythm. It was enough to make Saori's brow raise, by movements alone, but that tool, was nothing to scoff at either. Actually, by her own approximation this man was somewhere between Astolfo and the Sex Devil, maybe even a side grade. And she'd not broken either of them physically... A look of contemplation crossed her face which Nozomi recognized. "Oi, she's about to pull something. We're goin to have to jump her!~" Proclaimed the obvious lush who was ready to potentially fuck her friend to fuck a guy. That little black sweater dress and a pair of low sandals menat that Saori could just allow him to slip under the dress. Her body was firm and perfect from working out, but there was still softness to be found at her ass, chest and thighs. "Oya, Jin-san... you've got a few moves," she complimented the man with a little smirk on her face.

"It'll buy me everything I need," Hiruko added, never subtracting his hand from Kama's active rump. The same could be said of Kyoka's rear-end, though with a bit less focus as it seemed hers was also split... for reasons Hiruko could easily accept. "As long as you don't, Kyoppi. I'd have to do something drastic if you did. But hey, I'm not a monster. I won't get in your way♥~" he chirped. It was clear to him what the movements of her upper body were for. The feeling of music from the three artists here was something different ─ something he now knew was magical. If Kyoka intended to go full groupie tonight, he couldn't say anything negative about it. That was especially the case since Mitchel's eyes were being drawn more and more toward her person. Ah, but Mitchel's song was done, and he was feeling something else. "I think I'm feeling a freestyle and a party! Concert's coming up, how many bitches are coming with me to it in the Audi?!" he asked.

Takao would have corrected Mitchel by reminding him that the concert was tomorrow, but a high Mitchel had no sense of time regardless. Besides, he was officially far too busy for anything else. According to Miko, he'd dropped the rhythm. Of course he did! This turn of events was completely unfounded, and her hand and hips gliding along his clothed shaft caused too much distraction and confusion. She also claimed recognition of his reaction, as if he'd become like her. "Don't give me that!" he barked. Alas, Takao was not in the position of power here. Miko enabled the return of an old and dear form of address for him. More surprise settled as a result ─ especially with the flirtatious tone and words applied. His response... was nullified long before it came. Instead of reacting, Takao was subjected to a tongue gliding from his collarbone, up his neck and onto his face. She stopped that line just shy of his lips. It was one hell of a tease, incredibly confusing, but equally arousing. It probably didn't help that she was brazenly grinding in his lap, all but forcing him to start moving beneath her again. "So did you just, like... flip a crazy switch or something? This seems like a switch," he claimed.

Apparently, Jin would know when Saori came to the necessary realization. That sounded a bit flirty, surprisingly enough from her. She'd been the least open of the bunch thus far, but it seemed she was with the others for a reason after all. As for Nara Rita, who apparently liked dealing with a bossy man... "Maybe you should listen then," he said. Whatever the case, Jin was currently partnered with Saori. She felt his member against her leg; he knew she did. The expression Saori wore as gears started turning in her brain, was that of a woman he could take interest in. Not many could get a feel for him with only contemplation to show for it. Regardless of her friend's words, Saori commented on Jin's moves. Was it so simple a mention of his dance moves, or was there perhaps an underlying meaning? Either way, his response wouldn't change as he lifted that glass to his lips. "Glad you think so. Could show you more," he said, winking over the glass and pulling at Saori's hip.

Hiruko had several smooth words to share every time his mouth opened. Kama for her part in this easily caught up to the points at hand. As such, that hand on her rear would probably note a bit of shifting from her still moving rear. If only because she was bending over to remove panties she fully intended to slide into Hiruko's pocket. She'd do this while hearing the man tease the girl who functioned similarly to a younger sibling. A claim of forgetting him coming with drastic consequences, but... a claim he wouldn't be getting in her way. "Not a monster... yeah right~" Kyoka followed up with a casual eye roll. Even so, if Hiruko wasn't standing in her way there was no reason she couldn't have fun. "Me!" Kyoka mentioned, having already pulled her shirt down to show off some very perky breasts. Kama to Mitchel's question had another one, "Am I right to assume an Audi is a car, and is there room for a concert? I'd actually like to see a big one..." Kama mentioned. She both liked the music and enjoyed the magical aspects of it.

In Miko's personal opinion, big concerts were great, even with her sensitive ears and easily distracted mind. But right at the moment she was hyper-fixating, on the man whose lap she was grinding in. Her body had moved on instinct but her words had been pointed. She wasn't going to leave Takao much room to question her intentions, lest she lose a bit of traction. She'd been told to place her bets, well... she was pushing at the high roller table. "Hm? Would you rather be given something else? I might take requests, since it's you~" she mentioned playfully. Of course, she'd heard everything and knew that Takao would need to be rerouted eventually lest Mitchel become a problem. Ah but first there was the reaction to her actions to see. Those movements of his hips that had started back up, the reaction to being called by his preferred nickname which would now be sticking if only because she fully understood her own feelings about it now. That tease which left her hovering above his mouth still grinding in his lap had him asking about a crazy switch being flipped. "Probably, but it doesn't matter... there's something we need to do right?" she said looking just a bit huffy but she didn't exactly push any further. No she hung out right above his lips, making them brush gently as she spoke without actually finishing the action. "You're going to have to answer Chelly, sometime you know~" she said ever so carefully, but he'd be stuck with the girl clinging to his fore with her soft flesh pressed against his fore and her bottom moving in his lap.

Meanwhile, a different woman was being called out on her pushback while looking at a friend step up. Ah, Jin was not the type to take the push back without retaliation. "Oooh~ Yes sir~" Rita mused of course, she'd go about her movements now, making sure that the young woman behind her, experienced a full bit of push from her hips enough that she was left hanging on to her. "Oi, if you're going to fall right in... at least take me with you~" Nozomi complained. Ah well, their attitudes were about normal now... what wasn't normal was Saori's reaction to the dick now rubbing against her thighs and backside, since she'd managed a pretty smooth turn around before his hand gripped her hip. What was more a simple comment had Jin pulling on Saori's hip and she'd go along with it, continuing to move her body to the beat of the rather sensual music, "Alright, I'll bite~" she claimed almost neutrally. Why not find out how this body moved a bit better. Of course, at the same time Nozomi was making plans, they all knew that if Saori got too comfortable, she'd end up slipping off with the man and then he'd be no use to anyone else. Or maybe he would but she'd definitely exhaust him at the very least.

Mitchel's call for a ride to the concert had one immediate answer. Lo and behold, it was the green-haired woman who... would officially be getting the bulk of his attention, since hers were the first pair of tits he saw pulled out. There was notably a pair of panties removed as well ─ but those weren't currently being thrown his way, so he spared only a cursory glance at first. Oh well; it seemed like an orgy kind of situation where he had a shot at one of three, at least. Nevertheless, Mitchel's hype would be rising as he stepped out of the recording booth, microphone still in hand. "God damn! You keep milk in those? Don't answer; I'll find out," he said, gently stumbling his way toward the woman with every intention of leaning in and taking her nipple into his mouth, just briefly enough for a quick suck and a lick. Such things weren't exactly common for Mitchel's concerts, but it was a story that had been passed around a couple of times. All the while, Hiruko was eyeing Kama's ass during her bend, getting an even better feel for its curve as she grasped at her undergarments. Regarding her curiosity about concerts, he could answer easily enough. "Concerts are good, but this one's not until tomorrow. And yes ─ it's a nice car. You throwing your bid in too?" he asked.

A pinned Takao was being held down in more ways than just physically. His mind was held in a cycle by the way Miko responded. There had to be a crazy switch in her head somewhere; this behavior was a full 180 degree turn from her normal demeanor. Was he meant to take her seriously? "So... you have to know this is really weird coming from you, right?" he asked. Nothing was changing about the movements between them, but that meant nothing was changing about Miko's position either. She was so close, lips brushed against each other as she spoke. Miko even presented a question which implied... kissing at a minimum. Based on everything else happening between them, his mind went far beyond that without hesitation. After a few moments however, lips that were already making an effort halted, and speech began anew. "If this is a joke, you're really terrible at joking... Mimori," he said with a furrowed brow. At the same time, one hand was reaching out to cycle toward another instrumental track from Mitchel's 'freestyling' selection.

Yes sir, Rita answered after Jin's most recent assertion. What an interesting woman she was. If nothing else, he understood a bit more about a certain someone's interest in her. She'd go on to work those 'dangerous' hips against another of her friends, drawing Jin's gaze for almost the full duration of their exchange. Alas, she couldn't keep it forever ─ not with Saori turning around to rub her firm, yet pliable backside against his lap. There was no room between them now. With that lack of space, Jin had his growing firmness perfectly wedged between Saori's cheeks. That hand of his was all over her hip, curving around toward the corner of her pelvis, where it settled during the coming grind. "Bite if you want. Which mouth you doing it with?" he asked, leaning over the woman's shoulder to pose that question right into her ear ─ his breath breezing through purple locks along the way.

The potential for riding to the concert with Mitchel was too good an opportunity for Kyoka to pass up. It was tomorrow, which meant all she had to do, was complete all her work and ask for permission to go. She could swing that. The entrance of Mitchel from the recording booth to the space inhabited by all the others was obviously one made under the influence of substances. "Well, if that's what you're into~" Kyoka mentioned, seeming not to care too much. The forwardness of rock stars wasn't to be understated considering how quickly a nipple ended up in his mouth and sucked and licked. Her face flushed just a little as some excitement settled, this was a major milestone for her. She wouldn't talk about it for several reasons, but the excitement remained. Meanwhile, Hiruko had a bit more clarity to offer. There was a concert tomorrow, an Audi was a car, and he wanted to know if Kama was putting her bid in. "Hm, I'm still with you tomorrow. I'm interested in the concert, but I wasn't going to just ride with him... not yet anyway," Kama mentioned. "I do like him though..." she mused as if it was perfectly normal, quietly did she slip those panties into Hiruko's pocket if only to do that thing he'd mentioned earlier. She shouldn't involve herself with him immediately for the same reason she'd not approached her own husband and wife, a certain amount of stability was required to avoid crushing another person under the weight of her soul in a negative way.

At the same time, there was a different thing unfolding in that chair in front of the control board. Takao wondered if Miko knew her behavior was unbelievable. She knew that he'd known her when she was too embarrassed to even read to herself from time to time. She was innocent and naïve beyond belief, for most people... and he knew her like that more often than not. "I realize it's probably jarring... especially for you. Which is why I was going to ease you into it, but I'm losing the ability to do that by the second. I've been muting myself since yesterday, if you hadn't noticed..." she acknowledged her own faults in this moment because it was natural. She'd spent most of her time with him recently trying not to misinterpret his meanings based on her own skewed and very sex-filled life, only to realize he'd been making passes at her when she couldn't even interpret them as such. Still, as he thought it through, she watched his brows furrow and pouted. This had to be how other people felt talking to her even a few days ago. A completely fidgety body went still, and in that moment she looked at him while he began searching through instrumentals and gave him the most direct words she likely would for a while yet. "I don't joke about sex. If I am offering myself to you... as I am now, I mean it absolutely, but you have to accept. I am and will always be extreme... the me you remember and the me I am right now are one and the same. But if we do this... I won't stop myself from offering me to you, all of me not just the quiet one on the outside but the loud ones on the inside. That's the exchange here, want a sample before your decision?" she explained of herself.

The answer of 'Yes Sir' from Rita made Saori scoff as well. Of course it would, she realized she'd heard something very similar from her niece. She wondered then if it was a family thing to want someone to boss them around a bit? Well, it didn't really matter anyways as the group still seemed to be handling themsleves for the most part. Until of course, Saori kept dancing. Their hips were moving well together and Saori found herself with a nice sized cock wedged between her cheeks from behind. The other women here didn't have the same standards, except for Rita who had at least something interesting to work with in Hiroshi. That grind with a bit of alcohol made for a very good feeling and there was something very adult about the flirt offered. In exchange, Saori would have somthing mature to offer in return, though... with her obvious hint of immaturity in there as well... "Given what I'm like, probably both~" she added. Still she wasn't quite done yet, for the movements of onel ike Nara Rita, Saori had a similar method of movement. She bent over at the waist and kept up the motion of her hips, her hands resting on her knees as she continued to dance to the beat ontop of an ever stiffening shaft. "Oi I'm going first!" Nozomi mentioned seeing this development. "You sure about that?~" Saori teased as she always would, well, antagonizing a vegan as a 'meat head' was fun.

Mitchel met zero resistance when approaching the green-haired woman who flashed him. He didn't really expect any. After all, she did just flash him her bare breasts. Easily did he lean forward to suck her nipple, enjoying the look on her face by the time he rose again. "Huh, guess not. I didn't feel any at least. Want me to check again later?" he asked, leaning back at a slight angle to get a fuller view of the woman's body. "You're coming with me though, yeah? Got anything else for me first?" he wondered. Just then, the music started and Mitchel began to sway with it. "Hold that thought. Or come with me~" he said while stepping back into a more open space. At the same time, Hiruko was having a pair of Kama's undergarments slipped into his pocket. She'd be in his company again tomorrow, but she did show interest in the concert. Well, he did intend to show her a good time outside of the bedroom. "If you want to go, we'll go. I guess this─" he said, alluding to the article in his pocket. "─makes me your ride, huh? Fun way to turn something into an access pass~"

Miko seemed quite serious, but there was every chance of it all being some elaborate prank planned between her and Shutara. They were both a bit impish when they wanted to be; Takao's trust in such a random moment wasn't very high at all. Miko expressed an understanding of how crazy things seemed, though, and further claimed she didn't joke about sex. With that, he knew she was alluding to more than a kiss. She was apparently offering herself in full, seemingly physically and emotionally. Even without the strangeness of this moment, it was a lot to take in. As he was presently rock-hard beneath her, it wasn't easy to think with a clear head either. Takao remained silent for quite some time, only to eventually find his resolve and voice his decision in the form of a demand. "Proof," he said. She offered some sort of sample, so he'd take whatever it was. Miko was talking about a lot of heavy things; he couldn't risk it all actually being a rouse. "You've got seconds before Mitchel starts."

Speaking of seconds, it seemed the seconds were counting down on the turn order for Saori and her friend group. The purple-haired woman was in a perfect position to keep Jin's attention all night if she wanted, just as his bulge was in perfect position Jin took a few gulps from his tumbler while Saori gave her response. She claimed she might 'bite' with both mouths, much to his interest. A brow raised as a glass lowered. "That so? Can't wait to find out the order," Jin stated in a way that had nothing to do with which woman went first. Practicality said he should go for what was most accessible... and that same sense of practicality said once Saori's hands met her knees and her ass glided up and down his shaft on its own, they were officially in a much better position. Jin's hips kept up the pace from there, but that wasn't all. No ─ while Nozomi was yapping about having first dibs, Jin's hand was sliding from Saori's pelvis onto the upper region of her rear's curve. From there, that same hand would be gliding up to the small of her back, applying enough pressure that the movement could result in her dress sliding up between their bodies.

Mitchel's antics carried a certain amount of deviance to them. Still, Kyoka didn't seem to mind very much. He didn't find milk but he could check again later? "You can try again~" Kyoka flirted just as easily as anyone else. Mitchel was a rock star, groupie behavior required a willingness to act. While he inspected her form she looked at him as well, though he wasn't what she was looking for she did enjoy him just the same. Ah, but did she have anything else for him? "Definitely coming with you... and I guess..." Kyoka was braless for the day, but Kama had given her a bit of an idea after Kyoka's flashing. He'd been the one to ask for panties in the first place so she'd do much the same. Kyoka would turn in place so her back was facing him and gently would she work that long white dress up and over her hips to slip out of what had to be the tiniest white thong one had ever seen. She'd make sure he could see while she did so, and would be quite fun. At the same time Kama was hearing Hiruko's words. He'd promised to show her things so apparently if she wanted to go to the concert he'd be her ride. "I thought you were my ride anyway~" Kama said. "Still, I'm learning fun from the best~" Kama flirted along. She'd picked up quite a bit but that all didn't matter much.

At the same time, Miko was still occupying the lap of someone with a rock hard dick. Takao might have thought that been doing a lot of thinking and Miko realized what she was doing would take a lot of getting used to. he wanted proof of her intentions and she had only a short time to think about it... panties were being passed around by the lot but she didn't think that was the sort of thing she'd do. Hell she kept a bunch of her clothing on his tour bus. She normally used bestie selfies as a proving but having already been told about the round with Shutara he'd probably think that was just part of the ploy. Even when said ploy didn't exist. What else could she do? Well she was planning to give him something else, but... that would require them being alone. A few seconds before Mitchel would be starting up and she was to prove her earnestness? A small sigh escaped from her, she'd never joked when it came to him not like that. She leaned into him again slipping her phone out of her pocket and opening up a picture of the piano she'd had built in her home. Not the outside of it, but the inside, when fully lifted had a mural of her favorite picture of him. It was her last art project and one she'd never allowed him to see. "I've always been obsessed with you... I'm only making an offer to someone who might want me, even though that's way crazier than the reverse..." she mentioned. There were many more things, but he was something that she wouldn't play about. She kept many things to herself including the fact that he was the subject of one of her realest personal obsessions. Her actions right now were simply those of someone who had a shot, why wouldn't she... take it?

While a proving was taking place one way, a man of practicality was showing himself to take the path of least resistance. The other young women could argue all the wanted but Saori was currently in the 'hot seat' as it was. She was moving to the beat and having the man behind her do the same. He questioned the order and she was questioning it as well, antagonizing her friend. But still there was a hand on her back and a man ready for what was going on. It would be Nozomi who finally pulled away from Rita while muttering about the pushiness of Saori that managed to do things. "I'm curious myself~" claimed Saori could could feel that dress of her sliding up. Saori leaned up peeking at the man over her shoulder smirking dangerously. "What do you think? Reverse order because they're taking too long?" she queried almost playfully. Of course, beneath that sweater dress was a pair of black lace boy shorts. She was still a tomboy after all... thongs weren't her go to for these sorts of things but she did go for something cute. Whatever the case, she wasn't going to move until someone else stepped but, but the other women weren't exactly backing Nozomi because they thought it was fun... "Eh? Saorin's going for something, and that moment looks hot!~" Reina said seeming not to care very much. "Woah. Hell naw, she's trying to monopolize something good!" squealed Nozomi "Me first, you agreed~" she claimed, as for the show not tell. Here she was, opening her mouth and aiming to have at the man's belt buckle even from around Saori. At the same time, for the sake of the party vibe a gentle shift occurred from Saori which showed the length of that cock against her backside, through his pants, mostly because she dropped down quite low to begin rubbing near the tip only to bring her rear all the way back up in the meantime.