Charles Patricius

The masked boy had abandoned all notions of keeping prepared for interruption. Over the coming moments, he'd be discarding every article of clothing he had, bar the mask itself. He'd go for full nudity without care. The fact that Miko had nothing negative to say about his stripping implied an interest that she would confirm by answering his question. Her mother's cooking would presumably take 20 minutes or so, she claimed. Variables were a given, but frankly... he didn't care much about the time. Was 20 minutes enough? "No," he answered as the final piece, his shirt, was tossed to the floor. "But that's not gonna stop me. I've got some ideas that you won't like... except you also will, I think. See, there's something I realized you're missing from that game earlier. You're pretty bad at being sneaky. So... if it comes down to the wire, you should try..." He paused for only a moment to think of the proper wording. "Fucking in plain sight without getting caught. Full NTR plot-style, right under their noses! I can make that happen if you're good at following instruction. Trust your co-op partner!"

Nozomi didn't question Kazu's claim of magic. Surely she thought he was joking around or something. That would have to come up again later. Moving on, the topic of an 'eject button' for either gender was pushed aside by the idea that he'd have no issues finding it in women. Kazu had no issues having his own pressed mere moments ago, but he'd have to think about what the equivalent might be. He'd actually seen and noted the effects from Angelica and Miko, though the latter was a special case of Order's power in use beyond the first instance. How would he make it work with effort? Time would tell. First though, there was a question of how much vengeance Nozomi sought. She answered... all of it. Ten years was a very long time to humans, and she felt ten of hers had been wasted. Ten years, she was owed. Kazu couldn't commit that much time the same way some time-space travelers could, but he could certainly make up the difference in other ways. "Hmm. How about this? I can make up a year per hour!" he suggested first, still being a bit off in what he considered 'normal' sex. "And if you're being vindictive about it... this is as much your house as it is his, right? So it shouldn't matter where you decide to do something? I dunno... I'm kinda new to this, but those are my thoughts so far~" he said, bashfully rubbing his scalp.

The masked boy was abandoning all hope of remaining clothing. Miko watched seemingly entranced as he removed everything from his body except his mask of course. She knew he had rules to follow, but it was still rather odd to see someone completely naked except for something blocking their face. 'Is this venerability? Maybe? Well, I can't argue with what I'm seeing...' Miko thought as she continued to watch with only a hint of bashfulness, which was established only in a moment that her eyes met his. Well, Miko was still wearing one thing, that camisole, she supposed in fairness to his how of nudity she should be naked too. But in keeping with their gamer parameters she'd allow him to remove it himself. Beyond that Miko's approximation of 20 minutes wasn't enough time. but the masked boy had an idea, one she wouldn't like but that she would. "I'm not naturally a sneaky person," Miko mention. It was true the girl could be called evasive. "Waah♪~" the noise that fell from Miko's mouth was one of absolute surprise. "That's so devious," she murmured. Still... nothing about the way that idea sounded hit her ears wrong. Rebellion in youth was considered normal after all, she could consider it part of being brave. "I trust you, with every fiber of my being," Miko confirmed, as odd as that was. She'd be alone with this lad for only a few minutes, but she held certainty about him in those building minutes, regardless of anything else he had going on... "You want to take this off me too?" she asked about the camisole, she wouldn't stop him and it was yet another thought of her... natural inclination of trust.

While a bond of trust and cooperative partnership was forming in Miko's memories, a slightly older woman was discovering fun for quite a bit. Yes, it was the fun of revenge in exchange for the ten years of her life wasted on a man who couldn't properly value her, but that was neither here nor there currently. Apparently, Kazuhiko planned to make up for her missing time, a year per hour... she looked at the young lad her head tilted to the side... "Just for clarity, 10 years to 10 hours... that's what you're aiming for?" she asked seemingly surprised. Most people couldn't expect to have sex that many times in a day.... moreover even if he managed a single burst per hour, that still seemed like quite the bit of physical strain. Granted if he was up for it, she couldn't turn him down. His other bashful suggestion was to be properly vindictive and do what she wanted, wherever she wanted as this was her house too... Her head tilted slightly wheels turning. "Youth huh? That's what's been missing, nothing like being young and a spiteful~" she claimed. "Great idea, let's do it!~" she claimed. No limits on travel in the house, no stopping until the years were quantified and her husband... would eithe rsleep through it, or wake in the middle sometime to find out exactly what an open relationship actually looked like. It was brilliant.

Sneakiness may not have been an aspect of the one called Iino Miko. Perhaps she could benefit from developing a little, though. The masked boy had a pension for sneaky behavior that he was more than willing to share ─ especially with someone he could be sneaky alongside. Devious? Yes, it was. Fun? Yes, it would be. By the time he had every useless article removed from himself, Yugi only wondered about the amount of trust Miko had in him. She claimed to trust him... with every fiber of her being. One brow became visible over the lad's mask as it rose alone. "Really now? That's a strong statement..." he said, staring into the girl's face. His mind kept working even as Miko asked about removing her top. Still staring, he reached out to grab that camisole by the bottom and tug upward immediately. Whenever the article cleared Miko's face, he'd still be there... staring challengingly. "... Prove it."

By Kazuhiko's approximation, ten hours was more of a standard experience. Nozomi didn't seem to agree, however. "Too short? I mean, I don't want to take too much of your time. I also don't want to waste it though, so... ten sounded fair. I've probably got at least twelve to spare though," he clarified. Time didn't matter to Kazuhiko, so long as his comrades didn't need him. There were a few things going on the next day, but it seemed they were more of a late afternoon situation. As for his more specific suggestion about their approach, Nozomi seemed to latch on with relative ease, crediting youth for the added spite. In reality, old wisdom and war tactics were probably to blame... but that didn't matter. Throughout his escapade with Nozomi, Kazu would be learning useful techniques and approaches that would help him in the near future... and in many distant futures that he didn't even know about yet. For now though, he was here to help vindicate a dejected, mistreated woman... and ideally fuck her brain loose ten ways to Sunday, minimum. "Awesome! So uh... sitting rooms are kinda cool?" he said with an upward inflection, gesturing openly toward the room Yasuyuki inhabited.

Sneakiness wasn't something that came naturally to Miko, but she was willing to learn most things if it would help her friends in anyway. In this case, she could consider the masked boy a special kind of friend, apart from her already existing ones. Perhaps when circumstances were right she'd make introductions and turn her multiple separate friends groups into one big one. Yes, that seemed like a plan worth... "Box it." she murmured almost absently. Soon after Miko was making a strong statement, her trust in this masked boy likely seemed unfounded but she didn't think that way, the way he sounded, the way he behaved... all of it said he was worthy of her trust. She figured the fact that she was mostly naked in her bedroom with him spoke volumes, but by the time he was pulling that shirt over her head and it feel among the clothes in her floor, he was challenging her to prove her claim. "Hai♪~" Miko chimed softly. Proof was something which would come as a point of offered self in this case. She'd been stripped bare and was meeting his eyes with that blush on her face her lips pouty. As she was currently she positioned herself on the bed in the sitting position with her legs spread wide and her knees up. She'd use her own dainty fingers to spread her lower lips while her eyes shied away just slightly. That blush on her face was far too intense but she'd still manage something. "I gave you permission to store something in my box right? I'm trusting you to put it inside, O-men-kun♪~" she murmured softly, that name being spoken with an intentional inflection as she learned the subtleties of these situations. An offering of herself given what the lad already knew was the best she could go for, but she felt he could be trusted.

Nozomi was in the process of discovering or rather rediscovering what youthful exuberance looked and sounded like. Kazuhiko asked of 10 hours was too short and her eyes widened. "No... no... no, it's not too short. It's ridiculous! I definitely don't need 12 hours of anything but if you have it going like that I take the 10..." she claimed quickly. There was no way there wasn't a group of girls somewhere waiting on this man's return. There had to be, it simply wasn't possible for this to be normal. Moreover this lad's tactics were exciting to think about. As spite was added just for the sake of it, the use of the house became a thing, and his first suggestion. The room her husband was currently blacked out and occupying. A wicked grin spread across her face as she saw the pure irony of the situation coming undone before her. Still, she'd turn and head towards it making sure to offer another little peek under that robe as if she'd not teased him enough already. "That's diabolical... coming up with something like that while your face is so cute~" she claimed still, she wouldn't be the one to withhold in a moment like this... she'd even casually bend herself over the table as if to make an offering unto the lad in question... all while technically facing her sleeping husband.

Both parties sporting their full birthday suits led to a new agreement. Miko claimed she trusted him to an extent that one certainly shouldn't trust a person they'd recently met, and now she was to prove that faith. His challenge met her fluster, but not her resistance. Yes, deviance had taken over officially. Miko even took a rather massive step, presenting herself in a manner that surely came directly from hentai. Sitting, legs raised at the knee and folds spread, she was free for the taking. She did give her permission to store something in her box. From someone like Iino Miko, that gesture did seem about as trusting as she could be. One especially had to consider the scenario at hand. Yugi found himself staring into her opening and scooting forward, cock in hand and still lubricated from Miko's earlier activities. "Raw? That's really trusting. Really dumb, but... really trusting," he said as if her decision made no sense. Ah, but would he argue? Of course not! Without much thought, he was already in position and pressing against her opening. Whether Miko decided to have second thoughts about protection or not, it would be too late as his steadied member would be parting her folds on its way in.

Contrary to Kazuhiko's belief, 10 hours wasn't too short for Nozomi at all. She found 10 ridiculous, and 12 undesirably long. Still, she settled on 10. There was indeed a group of girls ─ one that may or may not have been anticipating his return at some point. Kazu didn't mull over things like that. When he met with them, he was the one excitedly awaiting what came of it; that was his approach every time. If they thought similarly... then he must have succeeded somewhere down the line. Such success would be what he sought here and now, hoping to have Nozomi as excited about the coming moments as he already was. Apparently, his suggestion was diabolical ─ especially coming from a 'cute' face as Nozomi put it. Well, there was no opposition. In fact, she was already on the move and further teasing the lad's eyes along the way. This time however, he was following, loosening his obi and tugging his hakama downward. By the time those hakama had fallen to his ankles, Kazu was standing right behind the woman. His erection settled over her rear as both hands rubbed their way up bare skin to lift that silk robe. Kazu actually seemed like a kid at Christmas the way he peeled that article out of the way. Ah, but that 'kid' quickly became a man on a mission when his hips drew back. His member slid down Nozomi's crack until it cleared. Once that happened, there seemed to be something akin to gravity causing perfect alignment between loins, allowing him to press against Nozomi's folds and prod her entrance right away. Maybe she felt a literal tug, or maybe she didn't; it made no difference to Kazu. "I'm not sure I can be the diabolical one when you came here specifically," he commented.

Miko was making a decision and sticking with it, before she managed to talk herself out of it. The build up to this moment was fully present and she was completely naked sitting in front of a boy exposing herself and doing everything but directly asking to be taken. Still, it was a matter of trust for the girl... and upon offering her proof, the masked boy had some very specific things to say. Trusting but dumb, was what he had to say... but he was still moving forward, still steadying himself and his member for entrance into her person. "Yeah, not going to think about it like that. I'd rather try it the way its supposed to be first, that's how I'll think about it♪~" she claimed as he pushed forward. "Besides, worrying is for after you've gone too far..." she said, which was oddly a bastardization of advice given by her therapist about how to manage her emotions in a better way. That pressure against her folds was odd, she wasn't sure how exactly this was supposed to work out, but she had enough knowledge to know that it should, so she tried to relax as he made that first forward push. Oddly enough she couldn't really hold still, and was a bit fidgety at the entrance, but... surprisingly enough pressure aside she didn't find this to feel wrong or painful. Maybe it was because she'd been worked up so much at the start... or maybe it was actually a bit painful and she wasn't concerned because it didn't feel bad? Both were technically options. Whatever the case, little panting breaths would begin escaping her open mouth as the push forward became more over time. "Ha♪... Haa♪~~"

At the same Kazuhiko and Nozomi were about to move into different territory. Spite and ten years of lost life were what were on the the able which turned into ten hours. She peeked back as the lad got undressed with an excitement that she'd never seen before. Surely this lad had sex before, it was implied he'd had sex with Saori by that woman's own words, but still he managed to make it seem like everything was so exciting. If nothing else, Kazuhiko was good for morale. Still as he aligned she felt almost like the pieces of their body were sliding in to place. She was quite used to feeling small, and after her moment at the bar earlier she was still surprised at the mass she felt. "When did they start making people like this?" she wondered almost casually. As for how diabolical she was to choose the exact placement she had with her face right in front of her husband's as the push forward began, "Do I sound petty for saying he started it?" she wondered almost willing to push aside how odd her choice was, but knowing full well it was just a nail in a spite-filled moment. In fairness she was simply showing him exactly what he was asking for, in making this change to their lives... with the best possible upgrade. Doing better to get more than even seemed only fair in this case. At the same time her own hips were arching upward, preparing to help the lad further even, even as he was quite girthy and with the only form of lubrication being her own left over saliva and what had managed from her loins. It was going to be a bit more aggressive, but she was also into that...

Though Miko's decision was undoubtedly irresponsible, she apparently had no desire to view it that way. Going too far ─ that was the point after which she claimed worrying was viable. Frankly, the masked lad couldn't hate the logic. "Uh-huh. 'Future self problem,' is it?" he replied. He'd often made such rash decisions with that sort of logic as well, though never in such a colossal way. No matter. He wasn't the one signing his body up for such a long commitment. Regardless of the details, he wouldn't be stopped from diving right in. The original plan as he slipped between Miko's folds was to take things a bit slowly. That remained the plan until... he heard those panted breaths. Though the sounds were light, the effect was mighty and screaming a demand at him. Before he knew better, the masked boy was no longer inching forward ─ instead lunging into the depths of Miko's canal with a gasp of his own to show for it. "Huah!" he uttered, possibly a bit louder than what one might consider safe for secret deviance.

As for Kazuhiko, it seemed his very existence was in question. Rather, Nozomi wanted to know when people started appearing with his particular accolades in place. "Uh... last week?" he responded. He'd barely been like this for a very long time in reality, millennia within the Nexus aside. That wasn't something he could outright explain, however. What he could do, was answer Nozomi's curiosity about how she sounded. To say Yasuyuki started this did sound a bit petty... but Kazu couldn't call her wrong for it either. "Is it weird of me to say pettiness is kinda hot?" he asked to counter her existing query. The gravity Kazuhiko boasted would be a guiding force whether he and Nozomi wanted it to be or not. Once that arch appeared in her hips, Kazu was gliding into her entrance, squeezing through a tight corridor at a pace that seemed almost mechanical for its lack of increased or decreased velocity. Truly, it was something being done without Kazu even applying effort. He'd one day understand what it really meant to be on the same page, the same wavelength as his partner. Now was such a moment, just as some had been before without his notice. Well, it would probably take him some time to understand that; Kazu was far too busy enjoying the initial climb through Nozomi's womanhood to focus on magical explanations and understanding.

Miko might have been making one of themost irresponsible choices she could make as a teen, but... she'd leave the aftermath of that to her future older and wiser self. Such was how people with manic personalities learned to deal with crippling anxiety and the inability to move forward. Somethings you couldn't sneak, or think things through... sometimes in order to make the first step forward you had to rush recklessly. "Exactly, future me has to deal with the issues caused by my mania♪~" she claimed as if this was the most perfect way to think about anything. Whether sex or homework, how she chose to do or not do something was a problem for a her that didn't yet exist. Ah, but there was a thought about rushing, which didn't seem to be happening initially, except when the masked boy's push became a bit more frantic. Miko didn't know what caused it, but a sudden increase in how she was filled would cause another little squeal to escape her. Technically two fronts would make such a thing happen as the sound of the lad's voice as he did that lunge had her staring into his face with wide eyes and her core tightening reflexively around him. "Squee♪~ I love that sound♪~" Miko quietly chimed. Her blushed face and happiness would only be added to as her legs would be found around the boy's waist still there was something else to be done. If she was being bold, she'd be completely bold. "Still, shush O-men-kun♪~ Or you'll get us caught♪~" she whispered as she leaned forward, still staring at his mouth. Would it be weird to kiss him right now? She felt like it was a good idea, besides it would keep those sounds from escaping the pair too loudly.

And while one pair made their initial plunge, a different pair was doing the same, with their meeting spiced by a bit of cucking. Nozomi had herself bent over a table directly in front of her sleeping husband's face. Such a thing didn't even have to be happening right now, she'd had the opportunity to do this sort of thing before. Drunken nights in college where she'd remained faithful to their pairing even while having young men throwing themselves at her constantly. In her heart and mind he deserved this, as he started this situation by changing the way their whole life worked to justify his bad behavior. Apparently, only a week had passed since they started making men like Kazuhiko, "Sou ka, what a time to be in an open relationship~" she said almost teasingly. If he'd not opened up the relationship, the woman wouldn't have tossed herself at either of the men she'd done tonight. Monogamyw as a kindness given to men like Yasuyuki and perhaps he'd realize that eventually. Beyond that the steady push forward had her breath coming out in gentle pants as she bit her lips just a bit. There was so much more dick in this lad's pants than any one man truly needed, but now that it was forcing its way so steadily into her core, she couldn't say she cared much about anything else. "Ah, well, a bit weird, but it's encouraging so I'll take it~" she claimed happily. "Besides, extreme emotions make people look different if you listen to a certain friend of mine. I'm sure it's worth enjoying regardless~" she said as he pushed up to that point which worked as the female 'eject' button. So gently did that cause extra moisture to leak during this first push foward. She knew if it'd moved with any sort of force she would have been squirting all over his lap. Still... it didn't seem like he'd mind that sort of thing. This was definitely going to be bigger than a bed wetspot though, she could feel it.

Problems caused here and now were things to be dealt with by one's future self. With no argument against the logic, Yugi was more than content to push forward. Actually, there was more than contention at work here. He was drawn into the act of plunging through Miko's canal. Yugi himself didn't regret the motion, and it seemed Miko didn't either. Both were fully invested now. Ah, but beyond another appreciation of a sound, Miko shushed the lad now resting within her. "Che! If someone gets us caught, it won't be me," he declared. It was easy to realize where Miko's eyes were aimed, and thus where her mind was headed. Would he bother placating her? No; that didn't seem like something worth doing. Holding onto a much better idea, he pushed against the girl. His left hand slipped between her right leg and arm, settling on the mattress. His right hand, conversely, grabbed the bottom of her left thigh to lift that leg while straightening his own body at a diagonal. Yugi's aim was to lean Miko back and improve his own angle, happening upon a greater depth of penetration in doing so. "Hngh─! Trusting me might not have been a good idea, you know? I'm not sure why, but having you get us caught doesn't sound like much of a bad ending," he said.

Indeed, Nozomi's 'open relationship' had come about at the perfect time. They were just within the window of Kazu's availability, and he'd be remiss to be without this chance. Kazu would likely need to get a fair bit of 'MILF practice' under his belt anyway, considering what likely ─ what hopefully ─ lay ahead upon the group's return to Alaya. Dealing with a more mature woman besides Saori was already proving to be a valuable experience. "What a time to be in Osaka!" he announced. While they connected, Nozomi accepted his opinion on petty behavior. It was strange to him what one of her friends had to say about extreme emotions, but he'd heard stranger and less true things. Moving on though, Kazu thought it was time for progress. He could feel the moisture quickly building within Nozomi's loins, and he used it to lubricate his shaft more effectively. Without going all the way, he withdrew and thrusted, withdrew and thrusted, gaining traction only with a series of shallow pumps that became slicker and slicker with time. Kazu wasn't here for outright aggression; he was here for fun.

Miko and the masked boy were engaged in proper coitus. Perhaps, if she wasn't so caught up in the moment she would have had time to think about how outrageous this was to do. Ah, but there were more important things, like maintaining quiet and keeping up the building good feelings deep in her loins. But it would seem the masked boy didn't necessarily agree. He claimed it wouldn't be him to get them caught. "I think it's pretty even right now..." Miko pointed out her cheeks puffing up just a little. Well, her reactions wouldn't stop and those little panting breaths were also becoming little chirped moans. Still, before she could start her new desire, that of perhaps bringing their lips together she was being moved about. She'd go with the motions, being pushed back, one leg being lifted and an angle of greater intensity being reached so that the depth of penetration felt suddenly more. Trusting him was a mistake, he didn't think getting them caught sounded bad? "Waaah♪~" it slipped out of her mouth as she covered her lips with a hand to muffle herself just a bit until she felt a tiny bit calmer. "It's so deep♪~ My body is moving on it's own♪~" she chimed as her own hips began moving to meet him. She wasn't even trying to move, but she fell naturally into his rhythm. Did she care if they got caught at a moment like this? Yes, but only because she'd gotten into it, and didn't want to stop. She could feel herself throbbing internally. It was such an interesting build up this time, so similar and yet so different from what it'd felt like even moments before. "I don't want us to get caught... I don't want to stop now♪~" she moaned quietly as her hips keep pushing in rhythm against the lad's forward momentum.

At the same time, a different pair was doing something a bit shady but also a ridiculous amount of fun. According to Kazuhiko, it was a great time to be in Osaka, and Nozomi could only agree as she felt herself reach a level of fullness that until today hadn't been possible. She'd thought that bartender a monster, she'd always been small, easy to reach the depths of, but here and now, as Kazuhiko began those shallow strokes of his, she as sure that no one had ever had such an easy time reaching her end before. In fact, her body had begun to gently shake, her face contorting in pleasure as the wetness built up between her legs with every push and pull. Her hips were moving now and she was clenching internally as those thrusts pushed her towards the edge. "Eh♥~ That's too good... I'll make a mess of the place if you keep that up♥~" she uttered as that moistured slicked his tool and also seemed to be dripping a bit onto the sitting room's table.