Charles Patricius

Much to Seigen's satisfaction, the elafia gave necessary specification to her identity. Her doing so would help them all out in time. "Atta girl," Seigen said in response to her correction. He swelled within her, deciding to pick up the pace at long last. Anais's impending orgasm heralded the same from Seigen as his pelvis slammed against her, slapping against her ass again and again. It all sounded like a beat being clapped for a fast-paced dance. As time passed throughout that pounding, however...

It may have been a short amount of time, but five and one-half became... six. The clapping sound that came from Seigen's repeated impact against Anais's backside was copied, far too in-rhythm to be an echo. In the distance, a male figure was approaching and clapping his hands. He was a beautiful individual who looked a great deal like Seigen, albeit older, perfectly muscular and with long two-tone hair that was black on his left and white on his right. His eyes were black as night, but looked as if there were red lights hidden deep within them, waiting to shine through. His clothes were a black kimono and hakama with red accents, a matching eboshi upon his head. Seigen, who was exploding deep within Anais's core at the time of this, stopped his movement in time to let that extra clapping become clear to anyone. Without even looking in this new man's direction, Seigen sighed, never losing the grin on his face that matched the newcomer's visage. "Ah. I think I took too long," he commented absently.

Seigen received the specification he wanted from Anais, and she received the positive reinforcement she needed. A gentle smile crossed her face as her eyes lit up in excitement. And then there was the clapping. Body against body, flesh against flesh, a certain kind of clapping would occur between Seigen and Anais for the duration of this part of their bout. It was so very intense, and so deeply satisfying that when climax was finally reached the noise that escaped the girl's lungs in time with the clapping was, heavenly. At the same time her womb was filled and her body went seemingly limp. But oddly enough the clapping continued and it wasn't coming from Sinais who'd already stopped the movements of the small form of Miko having poured more of herself into the dark haired girl.

That extra person was quite interesting as a sight to see. "Why is there someone else in my dream? There's not supposed to be anyone else in my dream..." was the question of Anais who immediately post coitus became scared and with her fear, a certain amount of rippling began. If one had to ask whether fight or flight was her initial instinct, they simply hadn't known this version of the girl long enough. She was afraid of a newcomer in this situation, more so than anything else. Seigen, for his part in this was still grinning and that might have set her at ease, but the lad always seemed to be smiling. What was more, her current position wouldn't allow her to see the other man directly, she would have had to turn and that wasn't necessarily possible. Just the same Riri, Miko and Sinais seemed content to not run into anyone else within their own space. "Does this mean it's time to go?" this was the question of Sinais as she placed down the original version of herself.

Even with the appearance of an intruder, Seigen took his time sliding out of Anais's core. He obviously intended to leave as much of his essence inside her as possible within the girl until there was hardly any residue remaining on him. Once he fully extricated himself, he gently let go of her antler and arms to face... a very familiar-looking visage encroaching upon the shrine. As one could expect, Anais began freaking out immediately, nearly shutting down the dream from her initial reaction. The other three had taken pause to inspect the intruder, and Seigen was... simply being Seigen. It was he who decided to answer Anais's question. "Why wouldn't he be in your dreams? When you wish really hard, sometimes the world might answer you," he said cryptically.

Seigen's arms were crossed, his smile permanently plastered onto his face as he viewed the approaching male. Sinais decided to ask the important question here. Was the intrusion a sign that they should be leaving? Well, by Seigen's account, they should have been gone some time ago... before this man had a chance to appear. "Hmm, maybe. Anai's dream is on Alaya, so that means... oh!" he exclaimed in realization, looking toward Anais. "He's probably just coming back home to take a seat. Which means... I was just railing Anai on his chair. I guess you'd call that sacrilege, considering..." he explained, leaving the final piece of information unspecified for the moment.

Even though there was apparently someone approaching the shrine, Seigen rather slowly removed himself from Anais's body. She moaned just a little though her innate sense of panic had gone nowhere. All the other girls were a bit antsy as well, with the exception of Sinais who seemed to be somewhat fearless to start with. Seigen seemed to be his mischievous self having something amused and cryptic to say about the random person showing up in Anais dreams. He claimed that sometimes when you wished for something enough the world might give it to you. "Eh? I have... not..." Anais gave it pause she did remember talking about the only thing she'd ever wished for earlier in the day and seemed more than a bit surprised. Her mind jumped to a conclusion but she wasn't ready for that just yet.

Sinais' question had been answered in a strange way, with Seigen claiming that they maybe should be leaving. This dream of Anais's was set on Alaya and as such this setting belonged to the man approaching. According to Seigen he was returning home and he seemed more than amused about railing Anais on his chair. "Waaah!" she proclaimed seeming to scramble. No way was she about to meet someone else naked today. Her heart couldn't take this kind of shift, his words about sacrilege and how she understood her own sacrilege which she assumed he was referencing led her to one conclusion, that she wasn't ready to face. "Look, if that means what I think it means, I can't face him right now. I've been through a lot today already. I don't want to die of embarrassment or sacrilege," she said scrambling on wobbly legs. Her new found assertiveness being used to avoid this situation. She headed for the well which the others were currently standing around too, but not before offering the lad a quick peck shaking legs aside. "See you, later~" she offered. The same would be repeated by each lass before all four hoped back into the well. They went in, in the order of their appearance. Miko first, then Sinais, then Riri, who paused to say one more quiet thing to Anais before she disappeared. "You have to remember, what I said to you..." she murmured. "What?" Anais immediately responded. "No... you have to remember. I'll be with you~" she said disappearing back into the well too. Just the same Anais hopped in next wanting to disappear before she came face to face in a way which would embarrass her beyond her own belief, aiming to drop into the well and wake herself from her sleep state. At the end of all this, only Seigen and that new figure would remain.

Seigen's eyes never left the newcomer, even as the variants of Miko got up to flee the scene. The order he met them in, was the order of their departure, ending in Anais. "Good idea. Run along, quick as you like," he said ever so casually as they all jumped into the well. Before any of that, Anais gave him reason to believe she understood the encroaching man's identity. How interesting; she was running from a man of great importance yet again today, even in her dreams. No matter.

One, two, three, and... four. Once all versions of Iino Miko were gone, Seigen stood and patiently awaited the intruder's arrival, managing to hold himself within Anais's subconscious realm before she woke. With the other male's approach, he gave a cheeky grin and wink. "Is that what that looks like from the outside? Looks like you changed it up a bit," he said while glancing the man over. "... I don't like it," he added. This other male met Seigen with a grin that matched his own, albeit with a certain added haughtiness to it. "Is this what you are now? No... No, you are but a phantasm, not even the genuine article. You've some nerve to even speak to me. Where is my miko? I know she was among that group you just let leave."

Seigen groaned audibly at the other's request ─ or rather, demand. Moreover, he had a clear distaste for a few choice words sent his way. Being the way he was, however, Seigen had some choice words of his own. "Nothing genuine; you're right. So, you and me? Twinsies?~" he teased before addressing more important matters. "Your miko isn't here, by the way. Those four? That was just my gang of sluts. You know how it is to just hang around with sluts all day, right?" he said further. The other male's power surged, warping the already-crumbling reality of Anais's dreamscape. Sadly for him, Seigen was more used to maneuvering through dead dreams, and began fading away before anything else could be done. "Baibai~" he said, vanishing with another wink and a blown kiss.

Was Anais running from someone she thought was important? Yes. But she had a good reason for it, she wasn't ready and in keeping with her most recent lessons she'd remove herself from the situation before anything else potentially happened to her. She'd figure out how she felt about this all later. Besides, it was a dream, if it was real and Abe no Seimei had already reincarnated, she was sure they'd meet again, when she was more presentable and less... having a wet dream where she was having an orgy with herself. She was shooed off and what happened after that was unclear to her.

The dream in her mind began to crumble and as it fell apart. Her consciousness returned to her body and she felt wet. She was stirring, but before she could fully open her eyes another set were already on her. Yume had woken in the bed as she always would, with Anais's hand clasping onto her bosom and cuddled in rather closely to her body. What she didn't expect was the feeling of being submerged in a small pool so of course she opened her eyes and reached down. She found herself half way submerged in a bed which seemed like a popped water bed for his soaked density. The truth of this matter was, the entirety of this room, smelled heavily of persimmon. She was quite sure, they were stewing in liquid mana. She rotated gently able to splash her feet and toes in the accumulation her body had sunk into. She peeked over the elafia to the male Elf she assumed to still be here, wondering if she'd been allowed to sleep through something great. "Ai-aniki did you two wake up and have fun without me?" she murmured seeming to think the quantity of spilled liquid only made sense if there was someone else involved.

Ailen had woken up mere moments after the demoness. The feeling beneath him was very much unexpected, yet also not outside the realm of normalcy. He assumed a great deal of fun had been shared between the two girls overnight while he slept, or that some amount of preparation was being done for the morning. Obviously, it was all Anais's mana. He'd been forced to experience the deviant nature of Yume before dinner; it would have been no surprise to find out she'd been molesting the elafia all through the night. Still... this quantity of mana outpour was unprecedented.

Little did Ailen know, nothing of the sort had occurred. Yume eventually peered over Anais, asking if he had anything to do with this rampant moisture. The elf seemed shocked. "Hm? No, I woke only a moment ago. I was just assuming you two had been up to something... or, at the very least, you were up to something," he said to acknowledge the demon girl's obvious nature and decisions. "This certainly doesn't seem like a one-person task, unless some great amount of focus was used. I wonder..."

Yume was a deviant by her own nature. She was a demon after all... but this pool of moisture beneath them had nothing to do with her. As she spoke to Ailen it became obvious that it had nothing to do with him either. His words implied that he thought this may have had something to do with the two girls having fun while he slept or perhaps... something like the demoness in question having fun while they slept. "Ai-aniki, that one hurts, as if I'd do something like this without waking you~" she teased just slightly. She might be inclined to take advantage of an opportunity that presented itself, but she wasn't exactly going to do through so much without it being something of great importance. Playful though she was being about this entire situation, it was quite a lot of mana for Anais not to be feeling empty.

"Yare yare, if you and Mi-chan didn't do it..." she started with an amused but devious look on her face. "And Mi-chan and I didn't do it..." she said as if embarking upon a great mental journey. "Then I can't help but wonder how it was done, and why she isn't almost dead given the sheer quantity of it that there is~" she mused. "I'm sure we'll get an answer soon~" Yume mused. Perhaps this was growing into her Miko. This was the sort of thing she imagined the girl she'd known on Gaia went though quite frequently given the contents of her dreams. In truth it was quite entertaining. And though she had an idea she'd have to wait for Anais to wake. And that is exactly what she was doing. Her dream sequence fell away and there were normal voices both of which she recognized. While coming back to consciousness, she gave that same casual squeeze to the breast in her hand, but... something was markedly different. Her lower half felt almost submerged. And when she moved her feet there was nothing but liquid mana rubbing against them. Her eyes opened and a blush immediately graced her face. In truth, she could recall most of that dream and now she was living in the full breath of its wake. A bed with a large pool of her mana soaking it. Ah, but she wasn't alone in bed, that handful of squeezable breast proved it. "Oops. This is... so embarrassing."

Neither party associated with Anais had a thing to do with the unexplained moisture soaking their bed. The only viable explanation was something Anais did herself, which Ailen very much wondered about. As for Yume's claim of doing nothing without waking him, Ailen gave a bit more thought. "I suppose I should expect as much. Whether with words or actions..." he murmured.

It was a curious thing that Anais showed no significant loss of energy, despite such plentiful mana being expelled from her body. Few circumstances could have caused that, at least in Ailen's understanding. He had no proper explanation to give Yume, but as she said... they would surely find out soon enough. Lo and behold, Anais woke within moments ─ albeit not without groping the chest of her friend. Ailen sat up to inspect the lass directly. What he found was... nothing amiss, bar her sudden mention of something being embarrassing. She must have meant the mana they'd yet to find the cause for. "Good morning. We are quite curious as to how you managed... this. Did we miss an interesting development, or were you testing your limits through the night?" the elf wondered.

"You get me, Ai-aniki~" Yume said, basically confirming to the man that either words or actions would have been used to make sure he woke if she'd been the one to cause the massive puddle in the middle of their bed. Actually, upon more conscious inspection puddle didn't seem to do the sheer quantity of standing fluid here justice. It was like a small pond was now present right in the middle of their shared bed space. Ah, but they'd soon know something and right before true consciousness returned to Anais, she saw an image of a certain flower being grown inside a small bottle vivarium, bloom. Its pink petals opening to the sunlight, its stem and roots submerged in water.

What wasn't submerged in water, was Anais's upper half, which was blushing furiously as she woke to find, two inquisitive minds staring at her. Both Ailen and Yume were wondering about the state of their shared bed space and though she knew it was a natural thing to have happen a little, she didn't expect to have to explain such a thing to anyone else so soon. To make matters worse, her mentor was now sitting and looking at her directly. Under the scrutiny of his gaze, her animal ears twitched and her human ones, gained extra color. Good morning, that was what Ailen had to say before going into the apparent options of a missed development or the lass simply testing her limits. Her fingers began tapping together. "Good Morning, Shishou and Yuyu..." she murmured. Ah, but that tapping led to Yume staring straight at her while she formulated the answer to her question. She needed to hear the unfiltered version. "I.. wasn't doing anything like that. If I've developed a bit... it wasn't a conscious effort. I was sleeping... and I dreamed for the first time in my life here..." she explained of herself. 'We dream fucked the shit out of ourselves and a hot onmyoji!~' that was Sinais. The voice in her head returning was somehow calming but also so very vulgar. Still she had nothing negative to say about it. Yume on the other hand started to laugh hysterically. The honesty of the voice inside of Anais was far too amusing for the demoness. That girl was the one who had the most interesting things to say. "Are you saying we woke up in a pool of Mi-sauce because you... were having one of your fabled faceless... dreams?" there was an obviou pause in that sentence. Yume wouldn't purposefully bully her friend about something as out of control as her subconscious. Still she'd tease her a bit, because this was a ridiculous outcome for what her world would have called a 'wet dream'. This was especially worth figuring out considering the lass just claimed it was her first dream in three centuries, Yume would be left looking to Ailen wondering if he had an explanation for this, or if he was just as curious about what happened here.