Charles Patricius

As the dance began, so too did the dance continue. For a full hour without a broken beat, Yugi kept at that consistent hip-thrust. Never did he receive any further guidance or instruction from Miko, but it seemed entirely unnecessary as an idea. An hour deep, in and out of Miko's womb, and the beat was quite different. It seemed each time he withdrew, Miko was quickly reversing to tap against his pelvis an additional time before his next plunge. This was the dream. The girl having hands on her knees created a disassociation between sex and... someone twerking in a nightclub somewhere. It was what he imagined the entire visual of such dances held as its goal, and here he was, living it in truth. Even the administrator had thoughts on the progression of this scene. "Curious… The boundaries of control and surrender are shifting in real time, yet harmony persists. The flow of dominance no longer maps neatly to individual assertion—control itself has become fluid, distributed across the pair. Unexpectedly, the System notes accelerated adaptation in both mental and physical response."

In due time, Miko did offer a suggestion. She thought it would be effective for Yugi to elevate one of her legs and handle the 'bass' while she took care of the 'accents'. Musical references had been coming in spades from this lass for the past hour, but he saw no reason to do anything different. "Yeah, I'll accent your bass or whatever... but the twerk! I'm gonna need that back later; probably like always!" he announced. Either way, Yugi was content to find the back of Miko's right knee and use it to raise that leg higher than her torso. Doing so would have a most interesting reaction of muscles occur, creating an even tighter fit within her already snug folds. From there, Miko would learn precisely how Yugi interpreted bass. It didn't count if it couldn't be felt in one's chest, so of course... his thrusts from that moment forward would be a rather mighty sort that would endanger the girl's balance and more under any normal circumstance. That would be how he proceeded, remembering that he was meant to display some... stars.

The dance Miko chose initially was one to help get the lad acclimated to moving in rhythm. She wasn't the sort of teacher to explain or correct in the moment, no... she was the type to see what people did with the most basic of information. No need to stifle someone's imagination nor to stop an advancement that could naturally come as one became more comfortable with the task at hand. In this case, she moved against his dick originally in a rhythm which could be easily kept up with, and which made it quite easy for her to reach orgasm. That being said, she knew that men and women took such things a bit differently or at least she'd learned it a bit. While a bit of a slower pace was fine for the learning, seeing what he wanted to do with an increased tempo or one a bit more free for him to play with was optimal in the girl's own opinion.

Just the same, it would seem that Yugi had yet another demand. When she gave a suggestion for a change of pace, it came with an interesting note. Yugi had once again found something he liked in the form of that 'twerking' dance. Of course, it'd be something else he claimed he wanted all the time. A grin came to Miko's face at that assertion, "Yes♪! Daddy♪!~ I'll dance with you anytime you like♪!~" she agreed without hesitation, moving like that was admittedly a bit more fun with him than it had been with the slime partner. Just the same there was something she liked about being held in odd ways and pummeled. With an understanding of the rhythm, she knew Yugi would be capable of both. A dance like this would be great! One leg lifted and then immediate thrusting. So hard was this shot it could be felt within Miko's chest and with each thrust would come the falsetto of voice shifting. A song to go along with her responses to the deeper reaches of her womb. "Oh♪ Ooo♪ Ayyyyye♪~" a song which was no words and all adlibs was coming together. This also didn't stop her body from moving. She began a gentle circular shake on the off rhythm of the thrusts as well. Working her hips and body as her mouth worked. Ah, but enough of this would have her making sounds and the pressure eventually making her vision dot as each thrust seemed to knock the wind out of her and cause minor convulsions in her core. Such would always be the case. And whenever she actually managed to finish a spray of her fluids would occur in front of her person as she hit the highest of the notes in her vocal range.

This pair was full of agreements. Simple moments resulted in easy transitions toward understanding and partnership. Partnership... Such a foreign concept that was to one Aiba Yugi. On the other hand, he didn't mind it at all. Perhaps that was something missing in his life thus far. Well, he now had the rest of a lifetime to get used to it. According to Miko, this sort of dance could happen whenever he liked. That was something he'd definitely hold her to. "I just said, didn't I? Always~" was his immediate reply.

Moving on, another change was made at the cost of the ultimate visual. In exchange though, the feeling was enhanced greatly. Yugi supposed it was a fair trade after the first few thrusts into the girl's womb. Whether he preferred one over the other was highly debatable, but one thing was certain: he wasn't going to stop. That thought only grew firmer by the time of Miko's verbal solo, though it wasn't much of a solo. Yugi didn't have to be a singer to chime in with his own grunts and gasps, all while he held that elevated leg. Speaking of legs, his was suddenly rather wet after they carried on like this for a bit. He also could have sworn he saw a spray happening. Miko did that? How interesting. "Woah woah woah! You squirt?" he asked. Regardless, there were more changes to come, albeit not of the physical variety. While Miko was finally witnessing the promised stars, Yugi was witnessing the light beyond a dark tunnel. He thought it was something to approach ─ something warm and inviting... and eternal. What did it matter if the administrator was forcing the game's conclusion upon them? As long as they were moving toward an imaginary end, there was nothing Brainface could say or do. So then... what if the end never came, and they simply debauched this realm for time unending? What a worthwhile thought that was. . .

Partnership was one of the things Miko really liked the idea of but could only see herself committing to in specific circumstances. She knew one person she would consider her partner and that was a very specific kind of partnership. This one... seemed to be of the variety that would more easily encompass everything. And when boundaries weren't drawn, when everything was an option, Miko would gladly take it all. Such was the case when she mentioned dancing for the lad in the way he would like at some point in the future. Always, he'd claimed. "Yes Daddy♫~" Miko chirped in her response. She'd give what she got and as such if he wanted something always, it'd be on every list she had. It could become part of her daily routine and it would do nothing but make her happy.

Speaking of things which made her happy. The girl found a strange sensation overtaking her in a moment like this. Her core tight, her body tense and position slightly shifted. With every push forward knocking the breath out of her, and her own voice coming out like some kind of sexy melody, it would seem her body was apt to comply with a previous demand. She was going to cry at some point, she could feel it. She had stars dotting her eyes already and by the time the lad questioned the spillage from her loins, it would seem she was indeed a person capable of 'squirting' as he called it. Still, that wouldn't stop something odd from falling out of her mouth at a moment like this... "The stars are dotting my eyes so my pussy decided to cry first! It's your fault, Daddy!♪~" she proclaimed with the oddest hint of childish bitchiness applied. Oh well... they could carry on forever. Switch positions and maybe she'd even end up in some other position based on the kind of crap she chose to say in moments like this. Either way... she'd continue until they couldn't, and so long as he didn't have a problem with it, and it seemed like he didn't... she'd not bother changing even the slightest thing about herself.

Yet another arrangement was made ─ this time about the dancing of Miko. Yugi was quite fond of the idea that he could have a girl with such a sizeable rear grinding against his lap in such a way, whether it was for one future event or a thousand. Always, though... now that was a future he wanted to live to! "Hell yeah boi!" he chimed.

With that arrangement virtually settled, there was one thing of great importance to address: the ejection of fluid from Miko's loins. Yugi hadn't even considered the possibility of something like that. Now that he was both feeling and witnessing it, there was no removing the thought from his mind. What was the exact cause? Was it his own actions? Could it have been the most recent upgrade to his member, or this specific angle of penetration? Perhaps it could have even been Miko's constitution, or some yet unexplained mana overflow system? Options were plentiful, and he considered none of them worth exploring in the moment. No, the only thing worth exploring was the exchange at hand; the rest could come later. Speaking of exchanges, another of a verbal nature was taking place. Miko was throwing blame his way for the sudden squirting. "My fault?!" he questioned immediately. Well, that would be one hell of a thing to take blame for. Why shouldn't he? "... You know what? Fine. I'll take responsibility. How should I make up for the wrong tears?" Yugi wondered cheekily. At the same time, he was doing nothing to change a position that obviously worked. The only alterations Yugi made were to the strength of his thrusts, as well as a slight upward angle to cause the slightest lift from Miko's singular point of contact with the ground each time he lunged. He had no problem keeping things steady otherwise."You know, besides keeping the original promise♥~"

Arrangements made between Miko and Yugi were happening rather freely. This was something Miko quite enjoyed, it was good to her when friends gave and took from each other as needed. A mutually beneficial relationship was what she wanted with everyone she liked, even if she found it harder to communicate than most things. Still beyond the satisfaction to she took from this moment, she was also pleased by the lad's agreement. Something about those words with that inflection sounded so truly genuine. "OOoooh♪!~ That sounds so nice♪!~" she chirped happily. She really did enjoy the way this lad sounded saying certain things, and if he'd known her better, he likely would have realized how much of a ringing endorsement her enjoying his voice in anyway could potentially be.

Moving on from that though, there was the matter of her body's evacuation. She could blame a number of things, not the least of which was her current tightness, the angle of penetration and the increased thickness being pressed into her loins. It was touching so much of her insides and she was so tense before she relaxed she could say any of these things made it happen. Even so, she was willing to blame Yugi instead as the person doing the moving inside of her person and much to her surprise he accepted it. As he picked up his pace enough to gently begin lifting her off her feet with those deep powerful thrusts of his. Her whole body was responsively jiggling to his actions and he claimed she could ask for "Uuuh, can I get a minute... I can't think," she uttered quickly. This was especially true with the stipulation that it had to be beyond their current promises. "Fuck♪!~" she sang a single swear as she ramped up more, if he kept running over that one spot inside her so forcefully she'd definitely spill from the depths of her loins again. All along, she was looking up at his face, seeing all the changes offered by his increased stats. She didn't know what she wanted to ask for yet, but she definitely wanted to watch those crazy looking eyes of his for a while. She didn't know she could be so entranced by something like that... would an early change in position be something to ask for?

The sound of a rather normal reaction from Yugi, according to Miko, was nice. He still didn't understand her deep obsession with sounds ─ especially with such random phrases. He said that sentence, with that tone and cadence, since he became a gamer. Such an innocuous phrase didn't deserve acknowledgement in his opinion, but... to each their own. "That's weird, but you know what? You keep that freaky side on display. Don't cover it up for anything. Same for that ass," he encouraged wholeheartedly.

As for Miko blaming her squirting on him, Yugi decided it was in his best interest to accept. There were no doom flags, no loss conditions at all within doing so. With that one foot off the ground and the other being lifted each time he thrusted into her, it seemed things would only get better from him taking it. When asked how he could 'take responsibility' as it were, Yugi got no real answer. Miko's failure to think would be dangerous for her from that moment onward. "Hoh? Why not? You've been so vocal this whole time. Don't quit now," he said. As if to spite his own words, Yugi kept actively plotting against the girl. His right hand glided outward to the ankle of her lifted leg, wrapping around it with a firm enough grip to support her body weight from it. He'd be doing exactly that after hearing an uttered swear with no clause attached ─ something he marked as another sign of weakness. Miko's left foot would no longer be capable of reaching the ground as he lifted from the other ankle, and those mighty thrusts gained the effect of knocking her body away only to have gravity help her swing back into the next slam. Those eyes she'd been staring at were narrow, almost glaring with a glint most devious within. The way Yugi saw things, she'd shown him the straw with which he could break the proverbial camel's back... or 'blow her back out' as some─including Yugi himself─might say.

Yugi didn't understand Miko's obsession with the way things sounded. Even so, it seemed he wasn't the type to discourage her at all. In fact, he made the rather bold claim that she was weird, but she should not only keep that weirdness but show it off and not hide it. And oddly enough to show off her ass... that was, interesting. Well, she supposed that knowing it was something he liked seeing she could make adjustments and she knew she'd have to go shopping at some point because she'd grown well past normal in a short amount of time. Still... what she felt in a moment like this was, acceptance. Miko's whole face would flush an intense shade of red, "When you say it like that, I believe you. Yes, Daddy♪~" Miko agreed once more with a different kind of warmth spouting in her chest.

Or maybe it was the impact? It could definitely be the impact... at least that would have been the thought of Miko as each of those upward thrusts into her canal were being made with recklessness and rhythm. She didn't know that her cries for a moment to think, would be taken as a blood in the water for the veritable shark plunging into her. And it would only get worse, he wondered why she couldn't get something out immediately after she'd been so talkative all day. "I ju----ugah♪!~" she couldn't even get out that she just needed a moment to clear her mind as more force was applied. She looked into those lightly glowing eyes of his and she knew. She was done for, that little swear signed the deal for her, as Yugi's hand extended down her leg. He'd take hold of her ankle dangling her by the singular limb, holding up her body and ramming into her. Making her launch out and swing back like a pendulum. He was glaring at her and she was making staccato hiccup noises instead of being able to string together actual words. "I---uh♪~ wa...uck♪~" she couldn't even string the words together but her pleading eyes would meet something else her body would respond to by tightening on those slams. She felt endangered and that was making her hornier. Yes, this would continue and she'd definitely reach orgasm again spraying the man's leg and torso with tears streaming down her face from repeated impacts that just wanted to force something out of her. Her tongue, drool and even the fluids of her loins. "WAAAAAAAAHIIIIUUUUUUUPPP♪~" what a strange noise that was, but she couldn't hold it in at all.

The less Miko was able to vocalize her thoughts, the more Yugi would keep her targeted. Conversely, if she managed to produce more words like what she'd been offering with growing frequency up to this point... he'd work harder and harder. There was no turning away from the pummeling he intended to deliver. With their enhanced bodies and magical constitutions, he was having a better time than he previously imagined possible. The game was no concern, nor was the quest. The more he slammed into Miko's womb, the less he cared for everything else.

Ah, yes... this was the fun part. Watching Miko crumble under his 'abuse' was the pinnacle of satisfaction. She drenched him in her fluids, she flashed an expression of pure ecstasy complete with a tongue dripping drool, and finally tears were streaming down her face. How much more of a victory could he ever know? His mind said this couldn't be supplanted. "Goddamn that's hot. You keep looking and sounding like that, and I'll never pull out," he said. Yugi even took hold of the girl's right wrist to further lock her into the cycle he'd chosen by stabilizing the horizontal position of her body. Time would pass as such, seemingly without end. Some forty minutes later, he was still pumping into a canal that was also oozing ejaculate that he'd been pouring into it repeatedly. His eyes no longer carried a plan. No, he'd already given up on plans. This was obviously life now. Perhaps one could say Yugi had undergone a mind-break of an unexpected sort. . .

Miko was in an unwinnable situation. The truth of that was obvious even to her, but just because she wasn't winning, didn't mean she was having a bad time. No, even as she struggled to speak, could only verbalize herself in chirps and quickly uttered notes and the like, she still managed to feel nothing but satisfaction. And in this case, the more she was abused the more she surrendered to the sensations. They became most important, add to that the attention she was already receiving from Yugi and she could live her entire life like this with no hesitation, not unlike the lad himself.

Miko was sure her body was moving on its own. Or was it? No... Yugi had grabbed one of her arms, enabling even more physicality to the already exceedingly physical activity. This had become less of a dance over time but still the rhythm remained. "Uahaaaaaaaa♫!~" she sounded, perhaps in some kind of affirmative to his particular musings. Whatever the case, she heard his words, and accepted them, internalized them even... While she was fucking in this new position, she managed to string together a few words over the extention of time. They might have even been on the same page about their feelings. "Daaaaa-ddyyyyyy♫!~" she moaned initially her voice a bit deeper as the air was constantly knocked out of her and she met every thrust even as her core gushed their combined fluids periodically. "If you... fu-yuck♫~ Meeeee♫~ liiiiike♪~ this, I'll neveeeeeruuuuooh♫~ Do anything else♪!~" she chirped out a sentence and it felt like it took days. She kept feeling more and more. Her chest was bouncing her body rocking, there was added vibration to even her normal speech. it was great! And it could be great forever like this.