Charles Patricius

The discussion about loot, victories and all of that had become a moot point to the masked lad. Ahead of him, he saw only victory of the highest order ─ a victory that took the shape of impending nudity. Down and down those tights went, until they were rolled off Miko's feet. It was noted that she hadn't looked away since the effort began, despite her face looking like it would soon turn into a blood puddle. How long until things shifted again for the neurotic lass? Time would tell. First, though... "You don't get these back either, unless I put them on~" he asserted, setting the tights aside and reapplying both hands to Miko's outer legs. He started at the ankle and glided up from there, all to feel her skin and watch that growing state of fluster in her face. Yugi would have grabbed her panties at either side right there. In fact, he did... but just as he started to tug, he hesitated for reasons even he didn't know. "Hmm..." he muttered. Perhaps it was a desire that struck him? Yes, surely that was the case ─ he was quite fond of the girl's rear. "Can't get it out of my mind. Flip over," he suggested.

Nozomi offered to take care of something. Yasuyuki, in his inattentiveness, assumed it was the fallen beer can she spoke of. Already three deep, he even popped another for himself. Meanwhile, Kazu knew better. She wasn't talking about a can at all. The fact that this woman's husband didn't even realize she was lowered for the sake of licking his cock in one of the most sensual ways he'd ever seen, was criminal in a way. When Kazu finally thought about the other male in the vicinity, it wasn't a positive experience. Nozomi was sauntering around in a silk robe, radiating sex appeal. How was someone not taken in by this? If it were Angelica or Sakura doing such a thing with another man in his presence, even with the strange situation surrounding their relationship, refraining from getting involved would be nigh impossible. Conversely, Yasuyuki wasn't even paying attention ─ not even enough to have an inkling of the teasing service provided. 'This is so wasteful! I need to make sure nobody lets me become like that,' Kazu thought as his eyes followed Nozomi to the kitchen. "Oi! Think you can take care of my extras too? Been building up a pile over here~" Yasuyuki said, trailing off to yawn at the end. Meanwhile, Kazu was thoughtlessly popping his second can, contemplating quite a few things. 'There's that itch again. Does it make me a dick to think about doing this with more intent, or does it make me like... a hero of justice or something? I guess it depends on whose side I'm taking... but that's pretty obvious. She said she wanted to get back at him. Maybe I could use the magic thing? It'd... probably be fine, right?' As he thought it through, Kazu decided to enable what he considered to be a... safe amount of a recently-discovered power to draw the desire of others, targeting Nozomi. He'd yet to test it on anyone who didn't err on the side of true magical ability, but perhaps the amount he'd first used on Saori would still be safe?

Miko might have been taking advantage of a distracted mind to get her way. That being said, the mind in question wasn't further questioning her logic so... she could only assume there was a certain amount of quiet agreement. Still, she could feel the heat rising in her face and completely understood, that it was because she was so unabashedly watching as a man took off articles of clothing previously attached to her body. This was embarrassing but also exciting. And only made more exciting by the time her body was freed of its wrappings. What was the masked boy saying? She couldn't put her tights back on, unless he put them on her? "Hot." that was it... something about that sentence, the flirt it implied and the sound of his voice would get only that one word answer. She wasn't even the type who'd let other people spoil her enough to not put on her own clothes, but there was an implication there she couldn't shake, even with a mind which seemed to be mostly innocent when it came to herself. Bare legged, no dress only in her camisole and panties in the middle of her own bed, with a guy taking her clothes off. This scenario had gotten so far out of her own control. And then the moved back up her legs, moving shivers up her spine with direct skin contact. She enjoyed that too... it would definitely be something she remembered. Ah well... that tugging on her undergarments would erase it for a moment. Of course, before she could spiral he stopped and made a suggestion. He couldn't get something out of his mind... and he suggested she roll over. 'Is my butt really that important? Someone is obsessing even a little over my butt?' she seemed surprised by it. Maybe she didn't understand men. She figured she'd be practically invisible so long as she never grew into breasts which were distinctly womanly by her own approximation but maybe that didn't matter as much as she thought. Maybe she could be attractive without it? Whatever the case, she'd consent. "H-hai♪~" she chirped out. "Oh and that hot was agreement to the terms," she clarified. When one was raised by a lawyer one was always careful when expressing certain things. She rotated and naturally slightly ascended. Something about being face down made her lift her butt into the air just slightly. Giving enough room for the lad to move those panties over her hips and begin moving them down her legs.

At the same time, the issue of Nozomi's husbands lack of attentiveness was becoming obvious to Kazuhiko. Yasuyuki's wife, was a woman known to tease and show off at her earliest convenience. She was saying words which should have struck him as important, but... no he was too busy in his own world to see the absolute tease she was laying out for Kazuhiko. With the can Kazuhiko dropped in hand, Nozomi stood giving another casual wink, but Yasuyuki couldn't help but insert himself without any real knowledge of what was happening in front of him. A dangerous smirk spread across Nozomi's face and it was obviously calculating. "Sure, Yuki, I got it~" she claimed casually. That little yawn hadn't escaped her either, he was definitely approaching his 'passed out' drunk phase, he definitely wasn't as much of a drinker as he was when they'd been younger. Into the living room she'd walk to pick up those cans on the table as well. The yawning man in front of her not even her focus as she so casually shook her rear continuing to flash Kazuhiko her folds and bottom as she faked the need to have to reach farther to gain a handle on those finished cans. No matter. This was all about the tease. Whatever the case that magical attractive force was starting as well. So after gathering up those few cans she approached the drinking teen. Her face had gained a little flush and her loins had begun to tingle in a way she couldn't explain. Just the same she couldn't help her new strange request. "Let me have a sip, I'm a little thirsty?" she asked of Kazuhiko as she reached the hall again prepared to head for the kitchen. She'd open her mouth in front of him, her lips gently parted. Obviously she couldn't hold a can right at the moment so he'd have to be a bit more creative in how the liquid got into her mouth.

All of Yugi's concerns were quickly disappearing as he made true progress... except for one, which appeared only briefly. He should have been beyond worrying about Miko's reactions, as everything should have been in place for his ability to deal with them. Still, he randomly found himself deciding to completely avoid her embarrassed freak-out if possible. That was quite strange, as Yugi thought he enjoyed such things. No matter. He really did like the idea of seeing Miko's ass during the unveiling process anyway. As she agreed to flip over, Miko also noted that her earlier utterance of 'hot' was an agreement to his demand. "Good girl," he said cheekily while watching her rear lift into the air: something he hadn't even asked for. With that extra positive in place, he so easily took hold of her undergarments again. Both sides were grabbed and pulled back, exposing Miko's backside slowly but surely, inch by inch. In a few moments, he'd made enough headway to begin pulling down to bring them to her legs... at which point, he'd have a clear view of her undercarriage right in front of his face. How could he waste an opportunity? He couldn't. Without even finishing the effort to pull her underwear any lower than mid-thigh, Yugi was holding firm and leaning forward, all to place his lips against Miko's folds.

Speaking of folds, there was another pair being ogled back in reality. Kazu had such a magnificent view when Nozomi reached for those beer cans, he even leaned forward to improve his own angle. All the while, Yasuyuki remained blissfully ignorant of the steam building between his wife and some teenager. Yasuyuki was only just realizing the woman was dressed differently, as a matter of fact, having a glance through his periphery during the reach. "Ah? You put that on? Come on; don't kill the kid. You'll probably have him out in no time as it is," he said, seeming to pity the situation Nozomi had gotten herself into. Little did he know, Kazuhiko could likely remain inside his wife for the rest of her mortal life and well into the next few if he wanted. On a whim, he could even have the woman crawling, begging for his attention and renouncing the idea of attaching herself to Yasuyuki at any point past, present or future. Kazu knew it was possible; he could feel it. Alas, that was not his intention. That... was Saxon behavior. As such, he opened the spiritual gravity that would have Nozomi just a bit beyond normal amounts of desirous... or at least, that was his intention. Whether he'd limited things enough, however, was yet to be discovered. Either way, Nozomi was approaching with cans in hand, asking him for a drink to quench her thirst. "Got another one over here if you want," Yasuyuki said after another extensive yawn. Ah, but what of Kazu? Well, he was filling his own mouth with beer. He'd been down this route before, so it took little to no prompting for him to move one hand from his bulge to her hip. He'd bring their mouths to meet shortly after, fully able to let that liquid flow into Nozomi's parted lips ─ his tongue even joining the fray once his own mouth was emptied.

Miko's concerns were growing but mediated. Without being able to rationalize why she was freaking out the line between anxiety and excitement was becoming blurry with a speed she may not have expected. After rolling over she'd find herself with her rear up, and a gentle explanation that she'd agreed to the Masked Boy's terms and conditions made the lad give a specific kind of answer. 'Good girl'. A shiver went down her spine and it shot straight to the core of her loins. Just a little tingle which she felt from her ears to her sex for reasons she couldn't understand. No matter what else happened, she needed this man to repeat himself. "Chii♪~" just a little squeal of excitement, she didn't know she could enjoy alliteration so much. 'No matter I have to hear that again!' she thought a new goal appearing in her head. Ah, but there were new sensations appearing in her body as well, those panties were being grabbed by the sides and slid around her bottom by not herself. So different, was the sensation that she couldn't help but peek behind her just a tad. And by the time she did she saw a lad transfixed abandoning the movement of her underwear further down her thighs to press his lips into her now exposed folds. They were so slightly damp and still sticky from his earlier manipulations but by the time his lips made contact the girl's mind had wiped. What would come out of her lips was a sentence most would consider strange. "No... you can't kiss me there, it's dirty!" she whispered as she tried to angle herself to get a hand free and reach behind herself to hold his head at bay so she could move her hips away. Strangely her body didn't seem to agree and she'd find her rear further pushed into him, since her arms were short and her body couldn't technically move away without the use of her legs.

Meanwhile a different set of folds was putting itself on display in reality. Nozomi would easily show off a bit in the right circumstances and she could practically feel Kazuhiko's eyes on her while she moved. Her own husband however, seemed only only spare her a pitying glance, claiming that she shouldn't tease the lad so badly. "Iia, I'm sure he'll be fine~" she claimed. "Besides, I would have gone for something else but apparently my other robe is missing..." she mentioned with an eye roll as she turned around. She knew where it'd gone, likely into the wash after that little 'girlfriend' of his used it. Whatever the case, Nozomi couldn't know the extent of the struggle of a good man like Kazuhiko. No... she was too busy feeling strangely about the lad. He was defintiely a model level person already but somehow she was certain he'd gained more attractiveness in the last few seconds. By the time she approached to speak of her thrist, she was almost disappointed that it came in the form of a beer instead of directly out of his cock. Well only almost as a drink was offered directly from his lips came with this tongue being inserted into her mouth. A little moan escaped her lips as she kissed him back that cool liquid falling down her throat. Odd, she swore that beer didn't have that much depth of flavor. Maybe she really was drunk already? "Thanks♥~" she offer the young man as she backed away but only just barely. Something made her not want to move from the spot, and she'd only remember she was doing something because of the number of cans currently in her arms. So reluctantly, she spoke. "I have to drop these in recycling," she murmured as if reminding herself of the things she wanted to, it was such a young and wild idea she had, of dropping all those cans and climbing into this young man's arms to continue that kiss. It was such a real thought she could almost claim her legs weren't working. They were in fact rather wobbly.

For someone so markedly innocent, Miko had a deviant streak about her that seemed to come straight from hentai. Her comment once he dove into her undercarriage was verbatim something he'd heard in various scenes over recent years. She even fell right into the cliché of attempting to fight him off, only to be betrayed by her own body and feelings. Her hand reached his head, but it did more harm than good as her rear was pressed more firmly against his face. In fact, only his mask kept the lad from having his nose prod her rear, though the mask itself was likely doing so. Whatever the case, he wasn't going to be stopped by such a weak attempt. In fact... he wasn't going to stop at 'kissing' anyway. "No it isn't. It's lunch, and you've probably bathed twice already," he countered just before a protruding tongue trailed its way down Miko's slit, then back up in sequence. He was still making an effort to finish removing her panties, at least, now having them down to her knees.

Nozomi and Yasuyuki were having an exchange Kazuhiko didn't care about at all. The expectations of another man were not his to manage. Nozomi herself had confidence that he'd be fine, however, so he'd surely make an effort to go above and beyond expectation in her case. As for Yasuyuki, he also knew where her proper bathrobe was... and it wasn't in the wash. "I might have thrown it in with the laundry," he lied while tilting a can toward his lips again. While he drank himself closer and closer to a stupor, Kazuhiko was behind, in the doorway... with his tongue in Nozomi's mouth just long enough for her to consume the beer from his mouth. Of course, she wasn't the only one thinking about a different sort of drink. Kazu even managed to waste the tiniest amount, which fell onto the exposed portion of his cock when they separated. "Whoops," he said, jerking slightly ─ just enough to splash a small amount onto Nozomi's breasts as well. "Whoops!~" he added. There was a grin on Kazu's face at the time; neither instance had been an accident. Nozomi mentioned the need to toss those cans, letting him know things hadn't been taken too far yet. No, if she wasn't crawling all over him already... there was still a little room to experiment. Who was he to avoid taking advantage of Yasuyuki's neglect? Kazu's eyes locked with Nozomi's, and he turned up the dial a bit to double the amount of 'pull' in use.

Miko was remarkably innocent but that was simply how she was. She wasn't the type of girl who would go seeking deviance, but she was the type to enjoy the things brought to her. In this case, she'd never gone looking for hentai, but her play of ero otome titles meant somewhere in her subconscious sentences remained in place that had no real place in the vocabulary of a non-deviant. Still, it seemed wrong for someone to be putting their mouth on her privates, but her own struggles wouldn't actually discourage the lad currently kissing her folds. No... he claimed that what lay beneath her waist was simply lunch and that she'd likely bathed a couple of times already on the day so the calls of dirty were moot as well. Surprise crossed her face as she managed to look shocked. "How did you know I've had two baths so far today?" she asked as if visibly confused by the statement. Still... she'd barely have time to register it, as a tongue traveling her folds rewrote of her focus for a moment. "Muah♪~" a different kind of moan escaped her as the sensation of having a soft tongue in her slit was enough to disrupt all other understanding of life. There was one sort of pretense however that Miko wouldn't be letting go of, one that she didn't need anyone else leading her to, and that was all things food related. "If it's lunch time, eating by yourself is rude, O-men-kun♪~" she practically moaned that last part of his name as he got her panties down around her knees instead. She looked at him with a pout on her face as if it was audacious of him to eat her without offering himself up as a meal as well. The feeling of his mask against her rear wasn't currently enough to give her pause and perhaps that would have worried her, if she wasn't already so engrossed in current deviance.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was busy with a woman who was seeming to be just the left side of falling completely to the magical influence he had going for himself. Whatever the case that kiss was something else, it wasn't as if Nozomi didn't kiss people. It wasn't as if such a thing should have completely changed her, but she could say she felt a certain new zest for life she'd not felt in a long while. "I figured~" that was all, that Nozomi had to say about her lost robe. Did she know the man was lying? Yes. Did it matter presently? No... there was something in front of her worth way more of her attention and in the moment a whoops happened after their lips separated another would occur. "Whoops~" she claimed those cans falling from her hands for a second to clatter to the floor. So easily would she lower herself after seeing the grin on his face to begin picking up those cans. Of course, it was more or less for the offered drink, spilled on his cock which she'd take even more directly. 'I swear beer never tasted this good before!' she mused internally. Her eyes were alight as she allowed her tongue to clean up the lost beer. Her husband drinking himself into a stupor was the least of her problem. No there was a cock and an interesting man in front of her. Oh well, she was feeling a little adventurous and with the pretense of picking up those cans she supposed she didn't need to do anything else.

The masked boy was content to immerse himself in Miko's undercarriage. Sadly, the application of his tongue was not one skillful enough to deter any clauses from the lass. She wondered aloud how he knew about the number of baths she'd taken this day. Would he answer? Yes. "Because you just told me," he replied. It was Miko who gave absolute confirmation of an assumed fact. He didn't really need that confirmation, though. Face-first in her loins was the perfect place for him to discover unparalleled cleanliness. In returning to his sample, Yugi kept tugging on those panties to slip them beneath Miko's knees and down her shins. She said something about the rudeness of eating alone, but... what was he to do about that? He could easily take it as an offer for return service, but even he couldn't think of everything. No, the masked lad decided to put that thought aside for later. Maybe when he finished, he'd get something for himself. That was the current thought, at least. . .

Nozomi didn't press her husband about the missing robe, so he had it in mind that she found truth in his lie. It didn't matter to Yasuyuki either way; that robe would probably reappear later tonight. For now, he was content to keep drinking to set himself up for a great time later. One distraction came about, though. One, two, three calls of 'whoops' were made between Kazuhiko and Nozomi ─ one of which came with the sound of multiple cans hitting the floor. "Ugh... you two alright back there? You guys sound like you've had more than me~" he teased. At this point, Yasuyuki doubted they'd even get around to the sex ─ or whatever Nozomi intended to call such with some young lad. Kazuhiko had no answer for the man. No, he was watching Nozomi lower herself again to 'clean' the beer from his member. He was absolutely throbbing between his own thigh and pants leg as her tongue lashed out against him again. This time however, Kazu's hand settled atop the woman's head. He'd been wondering exactly what kind of 'thirsty' she was. The immediate assumption linked to an exchange he once shared with Sakura, but many other thoughts were floating around in the lad's head lately. Well... he knew who should probably get the blame for that.

Miko wanted to know how the masked boy knew of her bathing habits. She figured she had some sort of tell... but no, apparently her only tell was her mouth. She spoke the words confirming an assumption. "Oh, one of those silence necessary moments..." she murmured as if logging that information away. Truly it wouldn't have changed anything and after feeling the lad at her loins for longer than a few seconds she mostly gave up on stopping him. Even so, that didn't change what she'd said... so perhaps a redirect of her own attention was what should be happening. If he wasn't content to share and share alike, she'd simply have to take her feedings into her own hands. She'd already touched the meat... eating it shouldn't be that big a deal right? The masked boy was still tugging on her panties and they'd made it down to her shins. Still pouting she looked at him for a bit longer and enjoyed the feeling of his face in her loins. Still, she didn't like being left without something to do while he did this. She was enjoying the feeling and little chirps escaping her lips as he developed his skill set. Ah, but there was a thing... a way for both in a situation to devour and be devoured, it was a running joke. One even the innocent knew even if they had no real understanding of it. Miko would be the one to speak the words as her legs were slowly freed. "Sixty-nine?" she offered as the answer to the question of rudeness among others.

The lack of argument in reality was something which was probably the fault of a lost cause. If Yasuyuki had anything resembling sense, he might have been worried about his wife refusing to call him on things. It might have bothered him that she was so willing to let everything go... after becoming bitter. For those on the outside it would be considered a loss of interest a sign that the thing in question was no longer worth the extra effort... ah but something that was worth the extra effort was Kazuhiko. Who poured beer on his cock to have it licked off. And with a hand now atop her head, Nozomi had time to play with that new technique of hers a bit more. And hell the lad was practically throbbing after all that teasing and the added with her tongue, perhaps a bit of relief should be offered. She wouldn't want to be rude, beyond that there was nothing that was going to stop her from starting something up with the lad. So her mouth opened a bit moer, and she took the tip of his cock into her mouth closing it around it and inviting him into the warmth of it. Her tongue was still moving inside and she'd easily begin sucking on him properly.

One thing was no longer to be questioned, if it ever was. Iino Miko, that shy, neurotic, obsessive-compulsive girl... was a gamer. Necessary silence was surely a technique she developed from her love of otome games and the like. Silently acknowledging that, the masked boy kept himself buried between her cheeks from behind, tasting of her loins and finding it... very different compared to his expectations. One heard infinite tales of such flavors, from copper to skin and everything between. What he tasted instead was... no, he had nothing specific... but surely there was something gently flavoring just beneath the perceivable surface. Naturally, he'd just have to taste more and expand his palate. That would come with time, but first reason for pause. Just before Miko's panties cleared one foot, she spoke a phrase that had become legendary, and would become more so in the future... and across the multiverse. Sixty-nine, she asked. That was an even bigger win than Yugi expected; he had little choice but to retract his tongue in surprise. "... Nice," was his only word of response. Already hard as steel and kneeling behind the girl, he had to put forth a bit of effort. As such, he started by slipping both arms between Miko's legs as if to encourage her movement into position that way. It felt natural, though he wasn't sure why.

Speaking of things that felt natural, Kazuhiko was soon to feel a very familiar 'call' as some might call it. Yasuyuki received no response to his question. Why? Well, Kazu didn't care, and it seemed Nozomi was more interested in opening her mouth just to take Kazu's dick between her lips. "Yoooosh~" Kazu moaned in satisfaction. He was feeling a very powerful urge to firm his grip and thrust into Nozomi's throat, but... that was something to resist. He was in the human world, dealing with a human; that had to be remembered. Besides, Nozomi showed a confidence and experience he hadn't dealt with before. He'd probably see something incredible if he just let her do what came naturally. As for Yasuyuki, he took Kazu's utterance as a response. "Ah, feeling good huh? Told ya' it's good beer. Might have to take a cat nap. Hey dear, you gonna be alright? Got half a beer you can finish off over here if you want," he slurred.

Iino Miko, was a gamer, though she fully recognized that most other gamers wouldn't see her that way. The genre of game she chose to immerse herself in wasn't the sort that gained recognition from the masses, but she still enjoyed them. Whatever the case, it seemed she'd found someone kindred enough to properly share things she couldn't normally talk about with, and be understood. That was pleasant enough for her. Speaking of things shared, Miko was managing to share even more of herself with the masked boy, who heard her ask a question soft and two words, but it got what she'd call one of the most pleasant reactions she'd ever heard. He even withdrew from her loins to express himself. 'Nice' he said. "Squee♪!~" the little chirp left her. Her panties properly removed, her legs were now being spread apart. And as odd it as it was to have someone come up between her thighs as such, it also felt quite natural to her. Her legs easily spread revealing more of herself to the lad behind her and as he rose it'd also leave her in perfect position to rest on her forearms and take his cock into herself. Strangely enough in this way, she had full use of her hands and her mouth and though she might have normally freaked out about it, she was also quite excited, that little taste earlier let her know she wasn't going to dislike whatever came from this and as such a bit of drool and an open mouth would be all that were waiting for that incoming meat. And she'd be giving the first of a few licks along the boy's glans as if figuring out if that flavor truly was the one she liked.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was barely hearing her husband's voice. Though it did register it was just another example of everything wrong in their relationship. He hadn't even noticed that she was blowing a kid in the hallway of their home. Didn't even bother to look when he didn't get a response from her. All he had to say, was he was offering a half-drunk beer and he was taking a nap. 'Half a man, offering half a beer is about right... huh?' she mentally questioned herself, mostly because she had one standing right in front of her offering so much more. "I'll be fine," she claimed right before she took a single moment to wink up at Kazuhiko. Her mouth closed around his cock and it wouldn't be opening again for no reason. No... a tongue was busy playing about the length of his shaft and she was now taking it further and moving her own head as she tested the limits. True enough she was not one who could take a dick fully to the throat, but she'd found a better limit earlier and intended to test it, since the lad had so much to work with. She was also experienced enough to use a hand, traveling up the length of Kazuhiko's cock to find its way to his sack to massage his jewels while she did. Might as well make use of everything while she didn't have the proper throat to fully utilize the lad's length. Oh well, they'd come here for exactly this purpose they might as well, get it together.