Charles Patricius

Was Hiruko trying to torture Sakura? Well, perhaps his intention was to torture a little... but his main objective was far from that. In truth, his objective was simply to extract information for the sake of causing mutual pleasure. Hiruko had it on good authority that this technique, while obscure, would bring wonderful results. Before he established his place in Sakura's body, he'd take root in the mind. Such was always the way. Some minds had to be contorted, molded and morphed into a certain shape before certain results could truly shine. Sakura was submissive... but he'd already observed how her mind worked. Truly delving into that side of her required either appealing to emotions, or bypassing sensibilities. He'd aim for the latter, attacking the body to reach the mind. That finger barely touching her backdoor was retracted here and there, returning only periodically. Moreover, an occasional upward lap of Hiruko's tongue performed that same general tease right at the end. Submission was fine and all, but it had no place here as a standalone thing. What Hiruko thought worked best in most cases was... desire, or perhaps even craving.

Actually, the same could be said of Kazuhiko in a different way. His own desires were at the forefront of his mind presently. The only limitation he faced as a potential was Chika herself, whom he'd be the enabler for as needed ─ just as he had been with others of late. Once he entered her womb and heard that glorious song of victory, Kazu didn't stop. Just as he'd done before, he'd keep that forward momentum until no space remained within the pink-haired girl ─ something he was growing more attached to doing. At the same time, Kazu bent both arms to allow a lowering of his upper body. In doing so, he was able to do something oddly skipped up to this point. Though he'd already filled her with his essence orally, their lips had not yet made contact. Naturally, Kazu thought that was something to fix posthaste.

Whatever Hiruko's intention was, Sakura found herself at his mercy. Well, it would be more accurate to say she placed herself there, but unlike others she put herself in this position with, Hiruko had a specific kind of follow-through, which was missing from Sakura's previous interactions. He gave her control of her body, and in turn he was gently teasing her folds and anus. She'd told him what her weakness was, and he was teasing it gently. There was no constant prodding, no push towards the end, just an arduous journey forward. Those little teases of tongue and fingers had her face flushed and her eyes sparkling. "Ah...ha...." she was panting almost uncontrollably. Though always ready for sex, she felt like this man was tasting more of her than normally possible on his tongue. "I... ah..." she stopped moaning again. What was she planning to say? She'd forgotten. Why was this so good. No real progress was being made in this way, she was being teased but she quite liked the outcome. Now, a different line of thought slipped from her brain, how long did he intend to torture her like this? Those little touches were driving her crazy. The movements of her hips hadn't stopped, the redness of her face had become permanent and even her legs had begun shaking gently. If those little laps at her core could push her over the edge, that would be great, but it didn't seem that was his intention. She was being teased to the edge of pleasure but never pushed past it. "Please, just ah~ Little more, Hirrun..." Sakura found herself pleading for her own sanity. Interesting, she'd never seen herself as the type to make such pleas.

While Sakura travelled towards the bottom of her own existence, Chika was remaining there where she found herself to be most comfortable. Kazuhiko had found his way within her womb and experienced the orgasm she'd been building to from within her person. Good things were happening and they'd only become better. It would seem some skipped steps were even being covered, as he bent forward and kissed her for the first time since the start. Such was an interesting choice so late after their introduction, but Chika was fine with things that felt natural. She kissed him back, wet tongue accosting his as soon as it was possible and more of those loud moans escaping her as her hips shifted into his. She was full in a way she wouldn't have known other than this lad's intervention. And as such she found herself continuing to desire the sensation. This would definitely be interesting when it became a butt related activity but until then, her body naturally encouraged his to continue. With no space left within her body, she supposed she'd be happily experiencing as many thrusts and changes as he had to offer while they delved deeper into this sexual experience.

A steady tongue and the occasional application of a finger just at the surface; that was Sakura's curse for the time being. Just the same, even more moaning and escaped breaths from Sakura were the curse of Shota. Hiruko would keep forcing those sounds to surface, regardless of Shota's presence, consciousness or anything else; he was actually enjoying the reactions from Sakura. Trembling legs were always a good reaction from a woman in his experience, and a bit of pleading was always a good start... though that did depend on the context, he supposed. In this case, Sakura's request was precisely the sort of outcome he'd been fishing for... as a start. She wanted a little more, so he'd do what anyone with a recently-flipped sadist switch did... and give her exactly what she asked for. "Hmm, a little more? If you say so~" he said in an oddly ominous manner. With that, Hiruko immediately abused a lack of specification. Nothing about that finger around Sakura's anus changed, and the only difference with Hiruko's tongue was the slightest added pressure and an equally slight increase of length traveled. His strokes would end right between Sakura's holes from that moment forward, lingering each time before pulling away.

All the while, a very out-of-order experience was finally growing into something more normal. Kazuhiko figured it was probably a good idea to at least kiss the girl he was already balls-deep inside of... whom he'd met only recently. In hindsight, he thought a bit of kissing should have been the first thing on the list. He really was going native after all that magical world nonsense; something had to be set right. Or... perhaps it didn't? Even though he'd finally made an effort to right things, both parties were quick to offer their tongues to one another and make things a bit sloppier than they had to be. Between that, those rough and unplanned movements below the waist from both sides, and all the reckless sounding-off, everything felt quite... primal, in a way Kazu didn't previously imagine himself enjoying and reciprocating. Alas, there he was, doing precisely that. A duet of moans, groans, sighs, squelches and slurps echoed through the house, and... it seemed Kazu had forgotten to produce a barrier this time, as the resonance beginning was indeed sending pulse waves freely from every point of impact between bodies ─ though they were primarily send directly into Chika herself.

Sakura's curse was a talented individual who knew their talents. In her own case, it would appear that Hiruko was well-versed in his own patient practices. There wasn't much by way of increase to any of his actions until Sakura spoke. Being bound and held at another person's mercy was its own form of interesting. As Sakura found herself on the receiving end of a literal interpretation of her words for the first time since coming to know humans. It would have been fundamentally astounding, if not for the fact that it was being used to deny the depth of her desires. Ah, but for just a moment that gentle increase in stimulation and a teasing tongue were almost enough. The writhing would begin soon after such a thing as she let out a frustrated moan at her discontent. "Aaaah.....ugh......mmmhmm~" at the end it just became a whimper as more fluids were added to the mix and her holes twitched with their unfulfilled desires. 'Oh, and now someone takes me as literally as I normally mean to be.' Sakura thought while her body responded to that gentle increase and the deepening teasing. Of course, he would actually just give a little more instead of something substantial. This was actually torture, Sakura was certain... but someone not the type she'd deny herself if given further opportunity to experience it. Whenever she finally managed words among her squirming and writhing it would be an observation, "You're terrible, Hirrun♥!~" ah, sarcasm didn't completely elude the girl, nor was she actually in a bad mood. Even if she needed more, figuring out the depth of that desire... experiencing such a thing for herself was great.

Meanwhile, the lack of ordered events wasn't something that was a problem as considered by Chika. Whether they kissed at the start, or at the end wasn't something of true consequence. This was a simple matter for Chika, whatever way it ended up, was the way it was supposed to, a unique experience for two unique individuals as determined by the combined efforts of their minds and bodies. Chika wasn't one to let things like conventions or ideas get in the way of things she thought were fun or good... but that was part of her difference in understanding. Tongues wrapped up in each other, movements of hips and thrusts meeting in ways that could be considered completely random. Loud noises and a lack of care for the environment, this marked the pair's ascent. And Chika's internal walls throbbing around the cock that filled them would lead to a very specific ending for her. Pulls towards the truest depths and another orgasm her body wasn't in the habit of denying as nature took place of all regular thoughts. Those legs of hers would raise meeting at the ankles behind his body as she continued to desire feeling him against her person, inside of it, and buried at maximum depth. Consequences had no place in her mind, nor in this activity.

Sakura's displeasure was apparent from all the squirming, even though it was the clear result of overstimulation and too little stimulation simultaneously. Still, that wouldn't change a thing about his approach. To Sakura's credit, she was proving quite difficult to bring around. A certain amount of submission seemed standard for her thus far, but... Hiruko was here to exploit a weakness and discover its upper limits. Upon being called terrible for his methods, he nearly laughed. "Am I? I'm only doing exactly what you asked, Sakucchi. The burden is yours~" he claimed. With that, Hiruko made another decision... to spit those recently-lapped fluids from Sakura's slit onto her anus, effectively slickening every little swirl of that finger thereafter. He figured that, by doing so, he could further tease the idea of it being his tongue instead ─ while that part returned to its previous efforts.

While Hiruko aimed to place Sakura in a certain kind of trap, Kazu was being brought into one of another sort. As their combined saliva continued moving to and fro between two swirling tongues, hips were slamming against one another with greater consistency. It was during such a time that pulses were sent from Kazu's very soul into Chika, as if to batter her soul into undeniable complacency. Alas, that complacency seemed to be in progress already, as Chika's legs were soon locked around him. With that, there was a minimal closeness established alongside the realization that... he was right. Chika had chosen the path of danger, of commitment. Perhaps there was more to it? Perhaps he was reading into that maneuver too much. After slurping her tongue for another moment or two, Kazu managed speech again for the first time in several minutes. "Not the best move! Remember the whole 'not pregnant' thing? You've got like... probably a few minutes to make a decision─" he warned. Warning sexual partners had quickly become a habit of Kazu's that he didn't expect to develop. Oh well; he surely wouldn't need it for much longer.

Sakura's words were acknowledged by Hiruko in a rather teasing manner. He questioned if he was terrible and mentioned only doing as he was asked. That was such a cheeky remark to come from someone. Though Sakura understood the nature of this exchange there was obviously something he was doing besides what he was asked. Well, she couldn't actually complain because he'd given just a little more as she'd asked. Her demands weren't as full, but it would seem that they didn't have to be either. "Umphf, I thought only I was that literal," she commented complete with a moan. Of course, it would seem that Hiruko wasn't quite that literal. He did add to his techniques a bit, spitting into her rear hole the fluids he'd so gently licked from between her folds. And then going on to continue swirling that digit around said hole. It'd definitely get a reaction, her back arched further and "Ooooah!~" A happy moan slipped from between her lips. she wanted more, the set of sensations were driving her crazy. "Ah..." she bit her bottom lip, her body shifting a bit to try and gain more, while her brain moved towards the same conclusion. This man was going to tease her until she exploded. Well, she did that sort of things to others, and it was quite fun, experiencing it for herself wouldn't be bad either.

Meanwhile, wither Kazuhiko knew it or not, his own desires subconscious or otherwise were a direct influence on his sexual interactions. That power echoing into Chika's body gave her the desire to accept made her want to do it. And given her own instinctual drive she wouldn't deny herself something her body seemed to want. With this in mind and those legs locked around Kazuhiko she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of their bodies so close together of the power knocking around inside her and that absolute fullness. Their lips and tongues dancing was one thing, their bodies moving in tandem at random was another of great importance. All the while, her legs never let go of the lad pounding into her. And what was happening now, a warning was being uttered, about not pregnancy and a decision. "We're just doing what feels right to our bodies, you make it feel right. So, do what feels right," she said as if it made perfect sense. Pregnancy wasn't a worry that even reached Chika's mind to begin with so... why should now be a time to start caring about it truly? There were caveats in this, as there always would be, but those weren't a problem for Chika to deal with...

Hiruko wasn't such a literal individual, in actuality. He rode the lines, living in the spaces between this and that, exploiting openings and the like. Sometimes, though, that did become a matter of acting on someone's words as literally as possible. "Call it malicious compliance," he quipped. "One way or another, it's my job now to find your breaking point. Good luck♥~" he teased. That finger of his continued swirling all the while, passing seconds, minutes, whatever he found necessary. In the midst of it all, he even took that dampened fingertip and prodded Sakura's anus once ─ just once, and just enough to deliver the first semblance of pressure to the hole. He'd be continuing as such for an amount of time yet to be determined... but how long was that?

Well, it was certainly less time than Kazu had to finalize an important decision. Something had to be truly wrong with Chika. The amount of responsibility she was signing up for without any apparent thought just didn't seem sensible. She simply thought it felt right for him to remain within her, to complete the deed as such. Kazuhiko had an understanding of why that was the case, but he didn't have much time left to argue with great detail. He'd simply have to accept that weird logic, even though the sense it made here would be quantified in negative numbers. "Then what's the point of going in the butt?!" he questioned, applying the last bit of sense he could. Alas, it wouldn't matter in the end. Kazu was already beginning to leak liquid mana into Chika's womb as he continuously churned away inside. He felt no 'give' from her legs, much like his earlier experience with Saori. Arguments aside... this was obviously going to happen.

Apparently, Hiruko wasn't as literal as Sakura was... no he called his own actions malicious compliance. "Oh? I might like the way that sounds..." she managed a small moan appearing at the end of that sentence. Of course, she liked the way that sounded, malicious compliance sounded like giving someone exactly what they asked for, it reeked of karmic punishment and that made it amusing to Sakura. Ah, but there was something else, she was wished luck and wondered if it was something she'd feel. At the very least she felt the change in Hiruko's actions, this time a finger stirring her anus would be only the start as at least once it would plunge inward. A certain shiver was sent up her entire body, as she let out a sound like a moan from deep in her throat. "OOoaha!~" if it was his job to find out her breaking point, she supposed they'd be finding out what it was around the same time. Sakura didn't experience breaking, she was normally the one who did the breaking. Still, as time dragged on, it seemed possible for her to discover something new. Gentle prods of tongue, those uses of finger and all had her swooning. She thought that this wouldn't be so bad, but the longer this sort of thing went on the more her body sought a sensation that was not being supplied. She didn't know what she expected this to feel like but with every passing moment her body reached a point of hyper-sensitivity. Everything that touched her felt like it was simultaneously too much but also not nearly enough. She was still held in cuffs, now dripping from her core and with her asshole just randomly twitching as her hips shifted, legs shook but still... that building pressure saw no release. "Hir...run... I...ah... need you to stop teasing me and fuck me! I'm dying!~" what interesting words she chose to say, but that snap, much like a damn breaking was far beyond something normally said by Sakura.

Meanwhile, a pink haired girl was enjoying some strange closeness with a young man she'd met mere hours ago. She had him locked between her legs pummeling her insides and seemed more than willing to let him explode inside of her, to hell with the consequences. But the truth was, she didn't consider it that way. No instead she was simply doing what felt the most right and given the feelings she got from the throbbing within her, from the magic of Kazuhiko and from the sex itself, she was making the right decision. According to Kazuhiko he was flabbergast at why she'd even mentioned the butt if she as going to lock him in place here. "Well... I like butt stuff!" she said with the simplest explanation of why she mentioned it, but that wasn't just for Kazu, it'd been for her other friends too. "Your worry was knocking somebody up but you still didn't start with the butt, so... you obviously aren't that worried about it," she said as if that was all the explanation required. The truth of the matter was, he'd been the one worried about impregnating someone, and she knew anal didn't make people pregnant. It'd been his choice to start this in a way that changed the plan, so in her own mind it was him who was the problem here... whether this was true or not, didn't really matter.

Bit by bit, Hiruko continued building toward Sakura's eventual downfall. He could feel it coming. For every lash of his tongue, there was more moisture building. By the time his finger prodded her lubricated ass, he could feel the quivering that was... almost something. She was twitching, shaking, moaning and groaning... and Hiruko couldn't have been more satisfied. Or could he be? That was a question whose answer was yet to be determined, but things were to become interesting soon enough. At long last, Sakura had something to say in response to all the torture. She wanted no more teasing; she wanted fucking. How strange. It seemed Hiruko's methods had been a bit more effective than he thought, as there had been a bit of a leap from his expectation. "Ho? I thought you'd want something else first, since you had such a cute reaction to me mentioning your ass~" he teased. Ah, but what would he be doing about her 'request' of sorts? Well... it seemed he'd be doing nothing just yet. One more prod to her anus, and a french kiss to the labia was all Sakura got out of him for the moment. If limits were being pushed, he'd test just a bit more. "Besides, you've held out this long. What would another... say, two hours be? I'm sure you could handle that~" he teased further.

While one side took to further teasing, another was becoming more blunt by the moment. Chika, very open about her preferences, offered Kazu one of the most direct claims he'd ever heard. He couldn't imagine someone being so forthcoming about anal preferences, but... there she was, openly admitting to them. Something about that was markedly lascivious when hitting Kazuhiko's ear, bringing about a notable throb that pressed against every fiber of Chika's interior. Well, perhaps that wasn't the only reason behind the throb. Whatever the case, she argued a point about how he started this session. Her point was fair enough from a certain perspective, but... "I didn't plan on finishing like this! Besides, the warning was for you guys; I'm way past caring about that. But, since you're not letting go... Deal with it!" For every crime, there was punishment. For every decision, there was consequence. Here and now, Kazu gripped the girl's arms more firmly, steeling himself and utilizing the whole of his core to thrust. Beyond all the moans and squelches that had been resonating throughout the house all this time, there was a consistent, rapid slapping noise from every collision. In due time, even that sound was overridden by something perceivable by only those who had a sense for the magical. One more pulse, larger than its predecessors of this session, echoed outward in conjunction with a sizeable blast of Kazu's essence into Chika's second entrance. Its potency caused ripples in the atmosphere and in Chika's womb, becoming the cause behind that kotatsu's pulverization. They wouldn't fall, however, as the table was eradicated only from within itself ─ replaced by the growth of an ivory ore-like material that had no place in this world.

Sakura's undoing was something which was quite strange. She felt like she'd been dangling on a string for ages, but in actuality it probably wasn't that long. The truth of the matter was, feeling the way she was, had her perspective changing all over the place. But she'd been quite honest for the duration of their exchange she wouldn't stop being so now. Her brain had jumped several steps ahead, to fucking as she'd mentioned, but Hiruko teased her with the idea of something else involving her ass, because of the physical reaction she'd had to it. Before she could formulate an answer, a little prod of her rear and a tongue kiss at her loins made her shiver still not enough. "Ugh-ah!~ Impatient," she said just that word and it was more the truth now than it had been before. She was quite fond of the idea of this man using his tongue against her ass, but she was also quite fond of the idea of him, ramming himself deep into either of her holes for the sake of pure relief from the building pressure within her body. Hiruko had more buttons to push and Sakura found herself looking back at him over her shoulder. "I'm not holding out... I'm falling apart, Hirrun~" she murmured softly. 'In two hours I'll likely be the me that breaks people and there's only one thing I'll do then...' that was a entertaining thought. She now had extra information and new methods of torture, but before she put such things to use. "I won't wait that long. I can't..." she pleaded. "Fuck me!" Her whole body was begging to be taken she wanted a swift release, to rewrite her brain.

At the same time, Chika had not released Kazuhiko from that leg lock and he'd not been anything but forward pushing so far. Especially when she admitted to simply enjoying having anal sex. That seemed to be something which was exciting to him, that was good, they could still do it. But her point remained for someone who claimed to be concerned about impregnating others he sure was all the way inside her womb and making no moves to extricate himself. He claimed he didn't plan on finishing like this... the warning was for everyone else apparently but here he was still buried deeply. "Well you're the one giving yourself away... if you didn't want to, you wouldn't," she concluded in her simple way of things. Just the same, he was already battering away at her insides. Pushing and pushing still holding her to that table until, a pulse was felt in the depths of her person. No... through the depths of her person. Chika's eyes rolled up in her head, her legs tightened and she felt relief and something else as Kazuhiko exploded within her. It was intense and full of energy but her body didn't dislike the sensation. She was sure even the bow in her bangs did a little spin as a loud moan came to the end of all that squelching and slapping. "WWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!♥" As she reached climax again, Chika was sure of one thing... that was probably the most powerful thing ever.

'Impatient' was a word used between Hiruko and Sakura earlier, before much contact was made. Making her even more impatient was the overarching goal for Hiruko, but not the ultimate end. He wanted her falling apart, and Sakura alleged that such was the case. He was sure insertion would be a grand ordeal at this point. Would he meet demands, though? Time would tell. First and foremost, there was the notion that Sakura couldn't wait two hours... or rather, that she wouldn't wait two hours, in her words. The body begged, but the mouth demanded. Sakura was proving herself to be a bit more than some random submissive. Sadly, that would only catch Hiruko's interest as he rose from the floor. His body soon loomed over Sakura's, only his hand remaining beneath her. The other hand took Sakura by the head, turning it toward his own face as he leaned in toward the lass. "Don't worry; I don't have two hours of patience in me either. I can't help wondering why you made that decision, though. Tell me. Is it that you're even weaker than you implied, or that you're really that needy?" he wondered. In that same moment, Hiruko prodded her ass once more, this time pressing his finger inward to the end of its nail.

Kazuhiko didn't exactly want to produce more children. That outcome wasn't in his list of plans. The process and cause for said effect, however, had become very high on his list of enjoyable things. Few things felt more satisfying than releasing himself inside a woman's body, particularly within the womb. It felt... natural, as if he could do so without ever doing anything different. Of course, there was also another side of Kazu that enjoyed other endings... but that was neither here nor there. Chika received no response to her most recent claim, as Kazu had nothing but a long, audible sigh to offer the moment his essence poured into her. Even at that time, his thrusting hadn't come to an end. No, Kazu was actively filling the womb of Chika all while forcing the fluid's additional movement with further pumping efforts. In terms of powerful events, Kazu was currently climbing the ladder of desire ─ the desire to utilize more power by the moment. "No turning back now," he mused. One ejaculation was all it took. At this point, he figured a transition could be made on a whim... whenever Chika freed him of that leg-lock.

Impatient was the word of the day. Sakura had been feeling something akin to it, since she and Hiruko had been occupying the same space and it'd reached fever pitch the moment he teased her body to the ends of time based solely on her word. Ah, but her own thoughts about continued torture were apparently unnecessary. Hiruko himself claimed not to be so patient as to push the two hours he'd originally threatened and would soon be found looming over Sakura's wet and begging body. What did he do from his new vantage point? He turned her head to face him and she took in the sight of him from this new angle and shivered, more than slightly aware of his still missing hand. She looked at his figure over her and felt a certain feeling, and within her eyes were a combination of desire, interest and pure excitement. He wondered something and she was an honest enough individual to answer him, but as he posited his question one finger made its way into her anus. Not deep but just enough for it to be a real sensation. Did she decide to move ahead because she was needy or because she was truly weak to things surrounding her ass? "OOOOooomphf♥!~" she moaned gently, juices dripping from a core that wanted to be filled by proxy of a feeling given directly to an asshole that puckered and shivered at its intruder. "I... ha... uh... ha....need more... ha... now," there was firmness to that. "But...ah... I'm also... really weak," she mentioned biting her lip to hold back another loud moan. Her body demanded more, her soul demanded more and that shaking in her legs and dripping from her core marked an arousal which wasn't determined by her own readiness but instead something someone else placed on her. How different. She could swoon in the pure domination offered by Hiruko, she could surrender to him in this case... and enjoy being on the bottom.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko had quite a few contradictions present in his person. He enjoyed the feeling of dumping himself out into women but didn't necessary intend to have childrn. Just the same there were no real precautions taken as he consistently made decisions that put him in the exact spot he claimed wasn't what he was going for... luckily enough the targets of his outlandish contradictions weren't the type to dwell on consequences. Seekers of things didn't tend to care about such things and Chika was an individual who sought things that made her body happy. The filling feeling made it such so she didn't care. What was more, it didn't stop it continued and then Kazuhiko kept moving thereafter. She rattled internally, her legs losing grip with each sqelching wet push. As if it was even possible, her brain, soul and body were being rattled atop that new platform of strange material. Eventually her legs would fall apart, all the while loud moans and screams escaped her. "Uaaaaaaaaaaah! FORWARD!~" an understanding of what happened when one couldn't go back was present deep within the subconsciousness of Chika. That pink haired girl living simply for her own happiness wasn't the type to get caught up on minor details. If they couldn't turn back, they could only push forward and her own hips and begun moving again to that effect.

In no way was Sakura going to have it easy just yet. Since her initial claim of submissiveness, Hiruko decided to take charge. The more he found out how very true that claim was, however, the more he found himself feeling a little sadistic. Such tendencies were not foreign to him when working, but Sakura was taking sexual deviance to a new level. Whether Sakura realized it or not, she was only enabling his behavior with her reactions. She was in need of more, but she was also very weak. The latter couldn't be more obvious, considering how much difficulty she seemed to have even getting that clause out. "... Sou ka," Hiruko said calmly. "I shouldn't give you any more of what makes you so weak then, right? That might not be good. Or... maybe that's exactly what I should do? Let's hear it, Sakucchi; tell me something good," he added as that singular finger began a series of shallow pumps just inside Sakura's rear. He decided that if she struggled, he'd keep that exact effort. If she answered him with ease, however, he'd allow only a word or two before pushing in to the next phalange before restoring the motion as such.

Speaking of restored motions, it seemed Kazu's thrusting had not yet reached its end. The lack of immediate freedom left him pumping again, but then came the strangeness. Chika's legs lost their firm grip, but only afterwards did she moan and yell... forward. At this point, impregnating the girl was probably doing her a favor. Maybe having a child would instill a sense of responsibility. Her complete lack of caution with a total stranger was such a ridiculous concept, perhaps she needed grounding... or perhaps it was Kazu who needed to free himself a bit more? He'd heard wisdom of that quality during a recent Nexus trip, but it was nothing to think too much about now. Now, he was actively choosing to change things up just a bit ─ primarily by releasing Chika's arms and grabbing the undersides of her legs instead, battering the end of her womb all the while.

Sakura being at someone else's mercy was far from normal. This switch of her position in a sexual endeavor left her a bit vulnerable but in a way that felt controlled. She was able to naturally explore the kind of punishment she inflicted upon others. And also got to see someone naturally fall to their more sadistic natures. It was a great thing to observe. In the moment, Hiruko was looking at her directly hearing out the words she spoke and understanding them. He seemed contemplative. Should he avoid giving her more of what made her weak, or should he give her exactly what made her weak? Having adjusted a bit she'd manage an answer with... relative ease, "You should, give more and fuck me. If I'm weak I deserve it~" She started moan, only to feel a deeper plunge. His finger found itself quite a bit more in before those plunges renewed. "Uhhhah~" she nearly yelped at the extra sensation. She wanted more of that and to be filled of course, "YES, Hirrun♥!~" she couldn't help moaning. So close just a little more and she was certain she'd bubble over. And it was the best feeling... she was so deep in this part, she'd all but forgotten about the boy cuffed on a barstool apparently watching the entire time. Oh well, tunnel vision was great for remaining focused.

Speaking of focus, Kazuhiko was that. He was also thinking over granting Chika responsibility. Chika for her part in this she was having a very good time. That thrusting continued and at some point after her legs released him, he even let go of her arms. His hands moving to her legs and continuing to slam into her hips. No matter the thoughts, forward he went, plunging deep into Chika causing Chika to hiccup as repeated hits against the end of her womb happened. She couldn't help but fall into everything her hips randomly moving and bringing a bit of spice to their continued sexual activity.

Sakura made an excellent point. If she was weak to some anal teasing, she deserved more of it... all in the spirit of having a better time. She'd given herself to him for the moment, so it was only right that he answer in the best way possible. "Hmm. Yeah, I probably should. Since you submitted to me, it's only right that I ruin you as much as I can. That's what you really want, isn't it?" he asked in an almost rhetorical fashion. She seemed to enjoy the added depth of his finger, so he'd be a bit kinder by adding the final bit of length to her rectum. When he did so, he moved slowly as to avoid any orgasmic stimulation. That was something he wanted to save. As for how long he'd save it... well, that would only be long enough to release Sakura's head, taking his shaft in hand to steady it against her folds. In moments, Hiruko would be teasing her entrance with great purpose. Once there, he pressed inward only slightly While letting his finger occupy her other hole with the occasional rub within. "You know, Sakucchi... you've become something interesting these last few minutes. It's given me an idea. But first, if you want this so badly... what are you willing to do for it?"

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko moved as if he had no greater purpose. His hips wouldn't be stopped, even while both arms were used to raise Chika's legs and entire lower half off the... table, if it could still be called such. He worked up a bit of leverage by elevating the girl's hips, and in due time... his thrusting resulted in a full retreat, which he used as a brief intermission to breathe and prepare. That may have involved a fair amount of leaking ejaculate from both ends of separation, but... that was inevitable. "Alright. Ready?" the lad questioned, pressing his glans against the hole they originally agreed upon.

Sakura's less than human logic was definitely something which worked for sexual endeavors. What was more, she also got to witness a human experiencing less than human logic when Hiruko responded to her ideations. He claimed it was only right that he ruin her, since she'd submitted to him and hypothesized that such was what she actually wanted. His statement seemed almost rhetorical but that wouldn't stop Sakura from responding. "Aaaah~" She moaned. "Yes, that's exactly what I want from you~" she claimed with surety. Being made weak, being folded. Sakura had asked for some very specific things from Hiruko and fully intended to experience them as she wished. And it was already in motion as a finger slowly teased her rectum with just enough depth and speed to keep her from orgasm. It was like his main purpose was withholding this aspect from her, but not for any reason she could readily make sense of. It was quite interesting. Regardless, she found her hips shifting gently as her head was released but she felt that faithful girth right against her folds. Still with-holding was Hiruko. Still prodding for more. He teased her entrance, added pressure but not nearly at the depth she wanted. He prodded her ass but not with anything resembling vigor. No... he held her body captive. "Hirrun..." she moaned his name her hips twitching just a bit. "I'm begging you. I'll do what you want I just need you to fuck me, please♥!~" Interesting, Sakura wasn't really that kind of friendly person, she wasn't in the mood to bargain she'd give him just about anything he wanted if he just gave her what she needed.

While Sakura found out what a build up did to her physically, Chika experienced vaginal sex on a newfound table and being exploded inside of by someone like Kazuhiko who gave much power with every thrust. Her mind was already fried and it would only get worse as time went on. Eventually, some of his and her fluids would be gushing from inside her as he finally withdrew from the depths of her womb, only to be pushing at her backdoor with the deck of his cock. "Hai!~ You can push it in~" she claimed. This new body of hers hadn't known sex yet, but she'd not been having a bad experience so far. As such she could easily know it was capable of accepting even the huge mass of Kazuhiko's dick, even if it hurt a bit... that would only make it better. A wiggle of Chika's hips would occur as she prepared the tightness of her anus for acceptance of the biggest dick she'd ever taken.

Captivity worked well on Sakura. She seemed to naturally fall inline with the form of play they were undertaking, as if she understood deep within that all was for the greater purpose. In the end, this was something new for both of them, though there were some very familiar features for Hiruko. He wouldn't be leaving Sakura waiting either way; his only intention was to stir the proverbial pot. In doing so, he received a claim that was all too familiar in conjunction with antsy hips and a moan-strained voice. She'd do what he wanted, apparently. How interesting. Sakura had no clue what he could possibly ask or demand in exchange, but... such was the exchange of trust in deviant play such as what they observed. "Whatever I want, eh? I'll take you at your word♥~" he said. With that, there was a lunge. He'd been holding Sakura at bay long enough to comfortably thrust into her core, squeezing his way forcefully through. The only stopping point he found was her cervix, but he knew better than to consider that a real stopping point. Even though he was initially halted by a slam against that gate... a gate, it remained. He kept pushing, forcing his way through by expanding Sakura's final entrance around him until finding a point of streamline in his girth to allow a full dive.

Now that Kazu had managed to remove himself from Chika's womb, he was ready for the promised experience. Completely ignoring the consequence of the past few minutes, he wanted only to check her readiness before making another move. Once clearance was given, Kazu nodded. Only a second later, his hips were mobile again to form a different kind of union. Entering someone's ass was a different experience entirely ─ one Kazu didn't frequently have, but... also one he had enough times to know it would take great effort even through all the magical nonsense. There was something quite carnal about it, however. He had little choice but to approach it with a certain amount of aggression, even while trying to enter carefully. Such a strange contrast was one Kazu couldn't explain if he had to... but he was going to act on it until he nestled himself inside Chika's rear.

Did Sakura truly understand this form of play? Maybe... even if she didn't from her own perspective, there was a certain understand present deep within her soul, it was pretty obvious given the way the relationship between her parents worked out. She was fine with what she was, and would give most things within reason to continue having an experience like this one. Her moan strained voice and pleas seemed to lead exactly where she wished to be, with Hiruko acknowledging her words and beginning a plunge into the depths of her person. Great! It was forceful enough to send her body into overload as she experienced a push which led her past orgasm. A constant throb erupted within her loins seeming to pulse all the way to her womb. The weakness of her legs seemed to cement itself as her body sagged and she finally felt full. "UUUUNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH♥!~" A moan more extensive than any other of her life so far rocked her entire body. She felt so much relief, so much power so many different things. It was relaxing a wave, of sensation that saw the shaking of her legs return. And it wouldn't even end there, as the knocking at her womb rattled her soul before he began the push forward to her womb properly. Whenever he finally made it there, the sheer relief she felt with him buried so deep inside and still able to move would be palpable. 'Worth it!~' she thought happily.

Kazuhiko was diving into the depths of Chika from a completely different hole. Chika was used to a more physical sex acts given her own mentor and her own personal life and tastes before that. This was new for the sake of size and energy but it was still something she could enjoy. More akin to an elevation of a favored thing, instead of something completely new or different. Still even Chika noticed an honest bit of care being taken whether intentional or not, it was quite different. For someone using her, he truly wasn't punishing her body or anything like that... and it was something she could appreciate. Her natural inclination was to relax and use her own hips to help him find his way into her rear hole. "This is a bit different from the usual, but I like it~" Chika decided to share that information lest things not continue to make sense.

Once Hiruko put forth the effort of delving into Sakura at long last, all that buildup proved infinitely worthwhile. A moan screamed out was long enough that he might believe Sakura's lungs lost all air throughout the act. Her body seemed to go a bit limp, and those shaking legs reverberated their vibrations into his lap. Even so, he wasn't done. That finger in Sakura's ass took on a curling motion, as if to rub the top of his shaft through the barrier between her holes during entry. He still had a fair amount of room to move before that had to be taken out, but he'd become quite interested in that over-the-top reaction. He wasn't the only one. Shota was stunned, silent, motionless and unblinking. He knew Sakura preferred things rough, but what the hell was this?! That sort of sound was one he only got as the result of pain from a girl experiencing prolapse. Was this the same? Well, whatever it was, Hiruko wouldn't make it to his fullest depth before retreating again. His hips would piston, moving back until he nearly exited Sakura's womb ─ though his glans seemed firmly plugged in her cervix to end each withdrawal prematurely. There he was, moving her cervix, filling her canal, and rubbing various points throughout her womb with every movement. From his angle, it seemed their genitals were like puzzle pieces operating in perfect union ─ though he now doubted removal would be possible without great effort or... completion of the act. Oh well. "Oya? That was a lot of noise, Sakucchi. You'll make me think that was the best feeling ever for you... and we're just getting started♥~" he teased.

While Chika was being entered by Kazuhiko, the lad was told of a difference in his approach. She claimed to like it, so he'd change nothing... but he wondered what could be so different about it. Kazu wasn't full of experience or anything; he only really knew to insert Rod A into Slot B, in a manner of speaking. Still making progress into the depths of her rectum, he thought to question that difference. "What's different?" he asked through strained breaths brought about by that pressure-filled dive. She obviously wasn't talking about anal sex as a whole, so he had to be doing something abnormal in her list of experiences. That was worth looking into.

Absolute relief, that is what Sakura got from Hiruko's incursion into her womb. It wasn't purely about roughness but instead about penetration. A depth being reached that was sorely unreached in most of her sexual experiences so far. And one reached with ease without roughness or a need to talk someone into it. It was refreshing at least to have an encounter like that. What was more, Hiruko was not just one who barely entered... no he was so far in that he was touching all surfaces at once which was the thing which relaxed her entire body. What as more it wasn't just penetration, that finger within her rear was also rubbing against his own cock from within her body. It was a combination of sensations which had her body finally releasing all the tension which had been building up between them since they'd met. Her recovery would be a moment or two even with extra thrusting while she adjusted but she wouldn't leave him without words for too long. "It was so relieving and it's such a nice fit. And no pulling or uncomfortable physical positioning was necessary for you to get all the way in! Oh and all the way in... is definitely the best feeling~" Sakura said. Now her own hips were shifting as well, even without the use of her arms she was willing to seek more.

Meanwhile, it would be Kazuhiko who would be learning from a girl with more experience what her other experiences were like overall. He didn't know what was different about his approach and perhaps he couldn't tell, but Chika was a person whose body was used in such situations more often than not. Usually her preferences for sex were used in a very specific way and garnered a particular kind of individual. Her own brother and mentor excluded this kind of act was normally a different sort of experience. It would take her a moment or two to formulate a response, but as was the case with Chika in general what she had to say would be honest, and likely a little jarring. "Well, it's like you care," she said observationally. "Usually if you tell guys they can go in the butt all aspects of caution or care disappear, if they were even there to start it. It goes straight to fast, aggressive and reckless. I don't mind pain but I didn't expect to experience someone with a dick like yours using it so carefully." she explained of herself. "It's not a bad thing, it's just different, I like it." she concluded.

Indeed, Hiruko also found things surprisingly simple. Whether that was a matter of Sakura and himself being very compatible, one of all that torture to prepare her, or something else... he didn't know, and didn't really care. The simple fact that it worked was enough for Hiruko. Moreover, Sakura was back to her very observational answers that hit the ear just right... well, every ear except Shota's, as he was busy reeling over the very direct comparison made between Hiruko and himself. He made it into her womb, and that was a huge deal. The way things sounded though, Hiruko had already made it to her second end. What was so strange about that? Well, nothing... except for the fact that he could still see room to move forward from the outside. Was Hiruko trying to make his should-be personal slut useless?! "Good to hear! It's great for me, too, so let's see what a little more is like~" Hiruko suggested as that finger finally extricated itself to make room. One hand palmed an entire side of Sakura's ass, and the other took the links of her handcuffs for leverage. With that, he'd squeeze her rear and pull her by the wrists while plunging even deeper into her core, even if stretching her womb was required to do so. "Oh, and remember... you've still got a deal to cash-out on. I can do whatever you want♥~"

In the meantime, Kazu received an answer that baffled him. Chika had a number of prior anal experiences, but they were lacking... care? What a strange thing to say. He couldn't imagine roughly taking the ass of someone who didn't claim to be literally designed for it, and thus permitted any random approach. Actually, it wasn't a thing he consciously did even in that case. "Well... I didn't always have a super dick or anything. I can't even imagine going straight to something rough with the old one; this doesn't seem like something I should ever consider doing that with. It won't be good for both of us if all I do is hurt you," he said, sharing his own thoughts on the matter. All the while, his thrusts were more akin to gentle prods that each became just a little deeper than the previous. "Whether it's easy or rough should be up to you, so... let me know, alright?"

Compatibility was one of the most important things for two beings of high quality meeting each other. Sakura was a universal receiver in many ways, but finding something she liked and wanted to take into herself would only make the experience that much better. For Hiruko that amount of chemistry would only serve to add to their continued exchange and much like her other favorite people, Hiruko didn't seem to have any kind of negative reaction to her oddities in speech. Quite the opposite he seemed happy to hear her observations and opinions, which only meant she'd freely offer them. "Oh?" she questioned. There was the removal of that finger from her anus and then a squeezing of her cheeks. For a moment a little moan escaped Sakura, as her spine arched a bit more. Then those cuffs were being pulled on, and leverage was being gained as Hiruko sank the rest of himself into the absolute depths of Sakura's person. "Ummmha♥!~" she moaned contently as he reached absolution and pushed against her farthest reaches. It was quite shocking she didn't think to find something so comparable to what she was used to, and still she couldn't say she was anything other than satisfied to find it. What about this deal of hers? She shook her hips against Hiruko's person, in small circles seeming to enjoy the sensation and keep chasing the feeling of orgasm, even as they conversed. "Don't tell me that, you're so deep inside right now, I know you can actually fuck me all night long. And I am only thinking about one thing... I might end up asking you to do something crazy, Hirrun♥~" Sakura teased and flirted in earnest. Oh well, something about the idea of making a specific demand of Hiruko made her tingle inside, she was far from the type who wouldn't do exactly what her powers wanted of her. Besides, she could almost feel a warming trickle deep in her belly, the sensation of a type of emotional satisfaction she'd never sought before. She could feel something else too, the dismay of their watcher as he learned in truth how little he had to offer... it wasn't quite as clear as it could be yet, but Sakura was having too much fun being hoenst with Hiruko to spare time for Kakihara's lesson.

While Sakura got to know a certain feeling of true depth and the taste of spiteful revenge, Chika was experiencing a soft form of the kind of sex she normally enjoyed without it being her twin she was looking at. Oddly enough, when she explained to her partner why she found this experience different, his explanation of why he went about it the way he did was... refreshing. Even as he slowly wedged himself deeper and deeper with shallow pumps to fill up her rear, he claimed that he wouldn't have even been so reckless with a more human-sized dick. He apparently wished for enough fairness in their interactions that it wouldn't have been fun for him, if all he did was cause her pain, "Sou ka... " she murmured coming to a certain understanding both of this man in front of her, and of her friend and why she liked him so much. "Hai, you can keep going easy for now. I haven't done it like this before~" she affirmed willing to go along with what felt most right in her current state. Still she leaned up and pecked Kazuhiko's lips, "Sankyuu♥!~" her own form of innocence shining through.

Already full of motivation for their nigh of fornication, Hiruko was given additional cause for excitement by Sakura. The deeper he delved, the more he stretched that final corner of her insides... she only moaned in further pleasure as a result. Hiruko kept pushing forward until his pelvis made contact with her body and pressed firmly into the flesh of her ass, knowing she could receive him fully with no issues. Sakura also spoke of going all night, which he'd intended only if she proved capable ─ which she clearly was as well. As for the one thing she was thinking of, Hiruko may not have been on the right track mentally; he had no real idea. The specification of it being something crazy made him believe it wasn't his original thought... but that was all he had in mind at the time. "Oh? I wonder what that might be. Crazy doesn't bother me; I've probably taken worse gambles~" he claimed. And so, Hiruko would begin the process of thrusting, building vigor over the passing minutes. This would certainly be an all-night session filled with tricks and turns, but for now, Hiruko was content to be a bit more natural, more 'primal' in his approach.

Meanwhile, Kazu was taking the less primal approach. Burying himself in someone's rectum gently was something he'd not yet done ─ at least to this extent. In fact, his first two experiences didn't even involve his own consciousness; he simply came to while already plowing someone's ass with reckless abandon. Now, back in the world without magic... he wanted to try regaining a bit of humanity in his approaches to things. It seemed Chika was interested in sharing a similar experience, urging him to continue taking things easy. With that, he pursed his lips to meet her approach. "Hai hai. We'll see how it goes," he said. Thrusting wasn't the right word for what he did from there on. His hips were moving, but there was no ferocity of any sort behind them. No, his movements could almost be called... grinding, or even winding to bring about the smoothest transitions from depths to shallows. That would be how Kazuhiko proceeded for some time to come.

The compatibility of Hiruko and Sakura was nothing to scoff at and as he continued to bury himself inside her, she felt nothing but more excitement to come. Yes, she was going to have this experience regardless, but... now she was having fun in a new way and doing something she thought was right. She couldn't have been more pleased with the potential outcomes of this day if she tried. Here and now there was a certain amount of movement happening within her body which required her direct attention. "Gambling isn't something I do... but I'm sure you'll understand. I'll hang on to my request, since the timing of saying certain things is important for impact~" she teased her observation was about Kakihara who wanted such submissive activity from Sakura but had no ability to make it happen. In fact, if he understood he might even understand that she had no intention of acting this way with him, that things he said to her were truly for her own use in different circumstances more fit to her liking. No he'd seen her in a brattier form but this from was malleable to the will and dick of someone like Hiruko. There was something that Sakura was absolutely sure of and that was, if her desire was something she wanted she could truly make it happen. And as she worked towards physical satisfaction her desire for spiritual and karmic satisfaction only grew greater. The primal and natural approach was fine for Sakura and as Hiruko thrusted around in her womb at increasing vigor she built up an orgasm which had her legs shaking as her hips moved in rhythm against the man behind her. Truly, this was the kind of excitement she was looking forward to. And many minutes later after various moans and happy, noises... her crazy request would be made. Her head bent back so she could look up into Hiruko's face and a request would be spoken as her clear desire for maximum impact as her hips shook against his thrusts. "Hirrun, cum inside. Deep as you are, you can definitely put a baby in me and I want you to♥~" she chimed in earnest, excitement. The bubble of spite welling up her soul required an answer and this is what it required. It was a great idea, and she had plenty of time to make sure the baby was more than just spite, but that initial grit, build up and everything else... yeah, she wanted that.

While that happened, Kazuhiko and Chika were taking a slow stroll to a very different kind of orgasm. The fact of the matter was, that slow grinding pressure was something which normally came with pain for Chika at least a bit until she worked it down. But with Kazuhiko moving his body so carefully and intimately inside her rear, all she received was pure pressure and heat. Each movement seemed to make her loins thump and it only became more prominent over time. He was even kissing her again, it was a slow paced way to take on this kind of activity, but in the moment that Chika decided she liked it her body adjusted quite naturally to this different sort of treatment. In fact the gentle wiggling of her hips which took place as they continued she realized that a slow roll to this sort of orgasm made it feel very different. The build up of it was excruciating and she was sure that the orgasm itself would be something exciting. "Ah...ha... ha... this is really different I can feel it!~" claimed Chika which was about the only warning she could give as her sphincter began a semi-constant twitching that went all the way into her loins, until, a certain kind of dam broke and she was orgasming from her core dripping her own juices down her crevice and onto the dick still pumping around inside her.

Sakura once again decided to wait on her request, alleging that a better time would lend to the impact more. He understood that logic completely, having already used it a few times in the interaction thus far. What could it be though? Well, he now had a few more assumptions to make. Whatever it was, Hiruko would be finding out after several untracked minutes of a churned womb and collapsed walls. It was quite early for Sakura's legs to be shaking so consistently, but... it was also right on time for Hiruko's intended outcome. Lo, her request came in spectacular fashion. What Sakura wanted from him was ejaculation, specifically within her womb for the sake of creating a baby. Earlier this evening, Hiruko believed it would take a great deal of effort to avoid doing exactly that. Alas, it seemed the tables had turned. His alleged openness to do anything had Sakura requesting something that was no small deal. Would he do it? Well... it sounded like a win and a loss simultaneously. The time had come to gamble. "Creampie? Sou... I wasn't expecting that. You're really getting one over one me, if that's the request. But..." Hiruko needed a moment to think. He couldn't outright say no to something that sounded so appealing, but he also had to be sure Sakura wasn't just spiting Shota. Shota certainly thought that was the case as he sat there with furrowed brows, huffing through the cloth in his mouth and fighting against bindings to no avail. Either way, Sakura had moments to finalize her decision. "You're sure about that? I might not be the kind of guy you want to connect yourself to like that~"

Regarding connections, Chika was establishing herself as an important figure in Kazu's core memory list. This event marked only the second time he'd been through something that felt normal ─ human, even. She wasn't subjecting him to any ridiculous expectations or minimum requirements. For quite some time now, he'd been able to take a casual pace within her rear. In doing so, Kazu was able to feel every single movement and really soak it all in. Just the same, it seemed Chika herself could feel something different on the horizon. Kazu felt much the same. That tingle building throughout his groin occurred now as a low and continuous rumble, somewhat similar to an edging experience he once had. "Hng-ah... me too. It's weird; I didn't think I could get anything different by now," he claimed. As if that new form of buildup wasn't enough, Chika's orgasm resulted in lubricated movements as his hips remained active at consistent pace. The way Kazu felt currently, he didn't want to change a thing about pacing, even for himself ─ not for this. He'd keep that pace and effort for several moments more, eventually feeling tension throughout his body. All that tension culminated into a mass expulsion into the girl's ass ─ one that sprayed nigh endlessly even as Kazu's movements remained steady. "Ha-aah, yep! Different!" he groaned in the midst of it all.

Sakura had a very good idea, one natural to her body and mind. Hiruko claimed she was really getting over on him if she had a request like that, and she looked up at him with pure deviousness in her face. She couldn't help but be amused by the idea that she might have slipped one past him. Even so her hips kept moving and that feeling she had kept building. There was something she needed to do all at once and it would be done for one reason. Still there was a reference she needed to log away to question her friends about later, 'Why do they call it a creampie?' she wondered. "Oh does it count like that? Bonus!~" she chimed seemingly pleased by the idea of getting one over on Hiruko. Ah, but he seemed to be quite a bit nicer than he'd let on. His unscrupulous dealings aside, he claimed she might not want to tie herself to him in that kind of way. A smirk came to Sakura's face. "Oh? You saying something like that makes me want it more~ I really want you to cum inside, it won't feel complete until you do, please Hirrun♥!~" Sakura was submitting herself to such a connection completely. Her hips were still wiggling against his and that constant pulse within her womb would have been utterly inviting to most beings, but the technical truth was it was possible for Hiruko to say no to her and that was part of the reason she really didn't mind. His agreement was free and the punishment for everything said within those texts and the outright disgust Sakura felt would be sated with this sort of completion. It felt right, the spite, the desire, the grit the full punishment of karma being enacted upon Kakihara would all start to show in a moment like this.


At the same time, that slow grinding push in Chika's rear was something which was a new experience for both of them. It would seem that though both had their own sort of experiences to go by, this one would be quite a good one for both of them. Chika's revamped body would have Kazuhiko as its first experience and a new understanding of her own masochist nature for a different kind of punishment which wasn't stipulated by pain but instead enhanced by pleasure. That deep feeling of her orgasm would be added to by a pulse of liquid mana spilling into rear without cease. Even as Kazuhiko continued to move within her that different feeling was noted by her and she moaned aloud about how it felt. "WAAAAH!!~ THAT TINGLES SO DEEP!~" she claimed about the difference. It was quite a new feeling but it definitely wasn't something she disliked at all. Her body continued to move a bit as if she had no problem with the constant spillage. They could continue on with this new memory shared between them.

Perhaps Hiruko should have expected something completely outlandish from this girl. Regardless, he may have been able to say the urge to let loose his all inside someone had never been stronger. Sakura could claim a bonus for that leg-up if she wanted; she was managing to get something unreasonable out of him. She wanted it more after his warning, apparently. That hint of danger thrill perceived brought about a throb in his cock, which only contributed to its existing swelling. If she had any other reasons, they were unimportant now; this was going to happen. First though, Hiruko loosed his grip on those handcuff links, reaching forward. It was with a sly grin that he placed a hand at the front of Sakura's neck, using it to pull her upright while pounding more forceful, slower strokes inside her ─ now with more focus on the front of her canal and womb. Once he had Sakura pulled closer, he spoke softly into her ear. "You win, Sakucchi. Ask one more time with a little more oomph, and I won't ever stop filling you up~" he warned. Whether she even said anything or not, Sakura would be subjected to that pressurized blast from within mere moments after Hiruko spoke. All the while, Shota observed, aghast and disturbed. He could have sworn he saw Sakura swelling from the front, and moreover... everything happening was on his recent list of desires. He was supposed to be the one knocking her up! Was this all an act of spite for some reason?

Kazuhiko didn't see an end to the pumps delivered to Chika's ass. He was already having an easier time moving within her due to those leaking juices from just above his entry point. Now, those thrusts were further lubricated by his own continued spillage within, which had yet to stop. He could only grunt and heave with every piston, managing words quite some time into the ordeal. "Can't stop! Gonna blow it!" he said as if he thought it possible to make Chika explode from that unending ejaculation. Each time he moved forward, there was another shot rocketed. It seemed that strange new table would soon be enhanced by a nigh inevitable overflow.

Hiruko might not have expected a teen girl to suddenly ask to be impregnated. Though given the state of the bodies of the other two, Sakura knew at the very least he didn't hold as many human ideations about ejaculation within the body as he could. Perhaps there was something to be said about that... regardless, her desire to sate all aspects of herself in a single go, wasn't something she'd deny herself. And Hiruko also didn't appear to want to do that either. No, his tactics changed, and Sakura found a hand upon her throat and her restraints let go. She found her body bent and felt a sudden shock at the combination of things. 'Oh! Is this exciting!~' she thought immediately. And then there were words, ask again, with a little more oomph and he'd never stop filling her up? That sounded like a great deal of fun for the future, she didn't even have a chance to reply before he began pounding into her again. No care or caution provided just slow deep thrusts which appealed to her. She shook her own hips against him her body obviously bending to his actions. And then an explosion within her loins which left her tongue hanging out of her mouth in pure satisfaction. That burst on her and in her mouth was something great, but the one within the depths of her womb made her body vibrate and a magical pulse of energy escape her as the 'Spark of Creation' met pure carnal desire, creation and the satiation of karma. An odd flicker blossomed in her pupils and a certain mark on her body became slightly visible, she accepted him as fully as she could. "FUCK YES!♥ HIRRUN DON'T STOP♥!~" she chimed happily as several different types of magic converged and could likely be felt by those who knew what to look for. Maybe Kakihara was smart or maybe he wasn't and her creation would end up knowing, regardless, Sakura could feel relief as she was filled properly for the first time in this body and she felt the truth of Hiruko's existence through this, he was definitely a special individual and worthy of the time and effort. She was pleased, and found herself lightly upset on his behalf that this cousin of his was pretending to be like him.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was experiencing the happiness of a slow and powerful release. Deep within the rear of Chika a powerful geyser of almond flavored mana. Apparently he couldn't stop filling Chika but as a person who was more of a instinctual individual, even as she was being filled with her eyes rolled up and her tongue hanging out she seemed pleased beyond all reason. Her orgasm continued but all that filled and fell out of her, seemed to be contributing quite a bit to her increased vitality and that of her future offspring. Though she didn't know that part yet. "Don't worry, ah!~ Still feels right!~" she claimed as if that was a simple reason for them to continue in such a way. How great, she'd never experienced this sort of orgasm or this amount of power but she definitely didn't dislike it.

And so, Hiruko would be continuing as per Sakura's request. He wasn't exactly going to stop or slow down either way, but that was especially the case after he felt... the strangest connection forming. For whatever reason, he felt bonded to Sakura, as if by some metaphysical means. It felt similar to his sense of luck in a way. Alas, it wasn't something he could properly quantify. He wasn't the only one, though; Shota couldn't even get a grasp on what was happening. Ah... but things were even worse for Kakihara Shota. Everything he saw was upsetting, confusing and anger-inspiring, but most of the confusion came from his prominent erection. He began bartering with reality over time. Given her usual mannerisms, perhaps Sakura was just showing the results of her learning, making a show of what would soon happen to her useless boyfriend to see his honest reaction. He could certainly hope that was the case.

Hiruko wasn't the only one keeping up the established pattern. Kazuhiko would be doing the same for some time yet. As that time passed, another location was rapidly filling. The concert venue for an artist called Dreameater was a stadium originally built for baseball: Kyocera Dome. With a capacity of 55,000 and a true head count of about 56,000, things were quite busy before the artist took the stage. Actually, the show was meant to begin about ten minutes before the present moment. Some were upset, but others... knew Dreameater had a certain propensity for showmanship.

Currently Sakura was being treated to more of what she wanted and the building of a unique kind of connection. It was probably for the best that one Kakihara Shota couldn't talk, as his lack of logic would have gotten even harsher words from Sakura than most people managed to. She was content to continue on as she was, with HIruko thrusting into the depths of her womb. She could have begun working on that baby in a more legitimate way but... she wanted to enjoy herself. Besides, she'd promised Hiruko that he would have her focus and as such she'd continue to give it to him, while Kakihara wrongly pontificated about the nature of his life. Sakura was not doing the sort of experiment that favored him, he was being punished, whenever she got around to fully explaining herself she'd deal with that. But she still understood desire and knew this man pined and lied to himself to explain that throbbing occurring in his pants.

Meanwhile at the baseball stadium turned concern venue a certain set of ground tickets were being picked up by Iino Miko and her two friends, Shinomiya Kaguya and Hayasaka Ai. Miko had a pass and three tickets for a show what was supposedly sold out. The blonde looked at the black haired lass with a raised brow as both considered the girl in front of them. Just the same some ten minutes before showtime the crowd was restless, and for her part in this Miko seemed to be just as restless. "Are you going to be okay for this? Like should you have gotten some ear gear or something?" Ai asked the girl who shook her head. "iia, Dreameater concerts are attention grabbing. I won't be able to hear anything but him once the music starts," she said admitting to her hyper-fixation issues. "You go to these often? I mean this is supposed to be sold out as a show~" Kaguya asked which only made Miko shrug gently. "I always have tickets... I just wonder how it will start this time..." she said with wide eyes.

The skies of Osaka were partly cloudy at best; no weather forecasts mentioned anything more than a slight chance of rain. In spite of that, inhabitants of the Kyocera Dome could soon enough hear heavy rain striking the dome itself. Following the rain, there was thunder booming loudly. One strike that sounded close enough to hit the dome directly resulted in a sudden loss of all lighting in the stadium. Alas... there was no actual storm, regardless of how real it all sounded. Even so, the audience would see one light: a lightning strike from the dome down onto the stage. Dim spotlights shone over the stage afterwards, and amid the booming thunder and rain, there was music and... a single voice.

"I'll savor your dreams... one note at a time," said that male voice, resonating throughout the stadium. The music began with sparse piano, but there was no visible pianist... or anyone really, until a brown-haired young man with a tight black shirt and baggy blue pants rose from the stage, carrying only a guitar. The phrase 'smoke and mirrors' was to be taken literally as he rose alongside the smoke of a machine and an illusion of fire from the earlier lightning strike. He carried his signature guitar, which fans who frequented his concerts would recognize as technology developed by KaibaCorp to control special effects. With those in place and his appearance made... the concert would begin.

"I was born in a thunderstorm~♪
I grew up overnight~♪
I played alone,
I played on my own~♪
But I survi-iiiiived~♫

He-ey~"

Any fan who frequented Dreameater concerts knew a few fun facts about the man himself. That he was a theatrical person, these concerts weren't just music and lights but entire experiences. The Kyocera Dome would be made victim of such a thing, with two friends watching as dim light became the aura and then a crack of thunder which sounded like a true storm happened. The lights went down and it would have almost seemed like they were about to be in for a cancelled show. "Really? Like we're gonna get rained out?" said Kaguya. "I mean there are clouds in the sky..." Ai mentioned as if it seemed plausible. "Sou ka, you two have never seen any of these shows before, huh?" she asked but while those two focused their gaze on their friend, they watched as Iino Miko's pupils dialated and she seemed almost entranced as a certain voice entered her ears. Light was going up and a slogan was spoken before a song began which sent chills up the entire length of her body. "Mi-chan is zoned in. She can't hear us anymore..." Kaguya said to Ai, who nodded her affirmative. "I thought hyper-focus had more specific targets..." Ai commented but she supposed they were here watching a show and her own eyes would be found on the stage.

Miko too, had eyes for nothing but the man on stage who appeared in a tight black shirt and oversized pants. She couldn't help but smile, her heart fluttering in her own chest. The sound of his voice gracing her ears directly after so long, sent a certain shockwave into her person. Still there was something about that slogan that gave Kaguya pause. At the same time Ai listened to the music and could swear she was being appealed to spiritually. Ah, but Miko truly was feeling this music and his voice in her soul already, she'd always felt this when listening to Dreameater's voice, tingles in her whole body which made her flesh goose.

Dreameater was not an artist who believed in live performances without theatrics. If the people wanted music, they could listen in their own time. Over 50,000 people spent money to appear within this stadium; they were going to get a show no one else would get to see in person. Every show had to be different, and every Dreameater concert was made novel. The experience of this show hadn't even been delivered in full yet. With every strum of his guitar, there was a new colored light shining or flashing. The platform that brought him up to the stage continued rising higher and higher. Over the course of a single verse, he'd rise several meters higher.

"I wanted everything I never haaaad~♪
Like the love that cooomes with liiiight~♪
I wore envy and I haaaated that~♪
But I surviiiiived~♫"

One drone-operated camera had been closing in on Dreameater since his arrival. By the end of his first verse, the jumbotron overhead showed a massive image of his mouth... as a toothy smile shined brightly to the audience.

"I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go~♪
Where the wind don't change,
And nothing in the ground can ever grow~♪
No hope, just lies,
And you're taught to cry into your pillow~♪
But I surviiiiiiiiiiiived~♫"

With that, the smirk of Dreameater returned again so soon after it was replaced with moving lips. Already, he was adjusting his posture to get a better grip on his guitar. Soon, this audience would see Dreameater at his best: active in concert.

Ai and Kaguya were witnessing for the first time, a live performance from Dreameater. Oddly enough, since they'd not experienced it before their magical awakening, nothing about anything that happened was seeming very normal to them. Both were listening to the strum of a guitar that seemed to appeal to their magical desires and both were hearing words with hidden potential meanings. Kaguya was hearing phrases spoken about things she'd witnessed herself and had no reason to believe this man had ever literally witnessed before. Just the same Ai, was captured by flickering lights and a weird sensation in her chest.

But as those notes that Dreameater sang carried over the whole of the dome, Iino Miko was engrossed in the words he sang and the sounds of the notes he played. Each pitch shift in his voice had the light in her eyes dancing. 'I missed you♪!~' she thought happy this had been an idea the previous night. Somehow it could be say that simply being near this man while he was singing made her feel infinitely better. Just the same the words being sang made both Ai and Kaguya look at each other directly. "What he hell did he just say?" Ai said immediately. "There's no way he isn't magic," Kaguya followed up. Miko's eyes didn't move but her ears did twitch. "Yes, probably. It's in a box. It's about to start you have to watch too to get the whole experience!" she exclaimed. Well, fine. They supposed they could try to just enjoy the show but the obvious magical influences were a bit too much. Ah, but just like in sex their partner of choice had only just entered them. What would happen when movement began and when the song took a turn as such Dreameater songs were known to do? Well, they'd be waiting but Miko had an inkling already, that little smirk on Dreameater's face as it appeared on the jumbotron let her know that he was truly about to begin enjoying himself.

What was the purpose of Dreameater's second smirk? Well, the entire stadium would soon be made privy. Some thousands of people were experiencing their first concert, and some thousands were managing a return after one or more prior experiences. No matter the count, everyone would be treated to something different, as was already the case with Dreameater's little lightning show. It would all begin with Dreameater's elevated voice as he ended this song's pre-chorus. He'd previously been taking a lower approach, singing almost in the same pitch he spoke... but that couldn't last forever.

"I''M STILL BREATHING! I'M STILL BREATHING~!
I'M STILL BREATHING! I'M STILL BREATHING~!"

Suddenly, Dreameater became mobile. That rising platform had been for a single purpose: gaining significant elevation over the crowd. Here, in what was once a baseball stadium, Dreameater could manage something normally quite difficult. He leaped from that platform and seemed to take flight. Soaring above the crowd, the strum of that guitar had those multicolored spotlights following his every move, even producing a halo effect around him. Some choice members of the close audience would be in very close proximity to Dreameater while he glided about, almost as if singing to every individual person on a long trip across the stadium floor.

"I'M ALIIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIIII-IIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIII-IIIIIIIIIIII-IIIVE!!♫"

The song's shift in musical intonation was quite interesting. Miko was almost swooning as Dreameater's voice finally raised. She truly was transfixed and fully infatuated with the sound she was hearing. She did mention not being much for outside conversation, even the few words she'd managed to slip in were mostly just an afterthought as she delved fully into the show. Even so, she wasn't the only one doing so, no, Kaguya and Ai were both deeply involved, as Dreameater sang louder the true chorus of the song both girls were left holding their chests as if feeling for their magical cores. "That's way too strong, Mi-tan you can't tell me you didn't notice," Ai managed as Kaguya's mouth remained open in that little 'o' shape. Why?

Well in the same moment that they were about to discuss the magical and spiritual implications of Dreameater's music, the lad himself took off. Moving around he seemed to take flight, the entirety of the show becoming a fully involved activity for him. "Whoa, he's fucking flying. How the hell did they manage that?" Kaguya wondered, but Miko was hyper-focused her eyes hadn't left the lad. "Noticed, but not so directly. Show now, other stuff later..." she murmured. "Kaiba Corp provides his stage gear," she explained in a general way. "Why?" Kaguya immediately followed up as if she expected her friend to have an answer but oddly enough the answer wouldn't be coming from Miko. No, a young woman with green and blond hair was making her way up. Her bangs were blonde the rest a dark green and she even had two buns atop her head with blond braids wrapped around them. Down the back a shaggy cut with a braid also in blond. She seemed to be a fit of contrasts standing in a butterfly and spider themed outfit, complete with a butterfly tattoo on her arm. "Oh, that's easy... Kaiba Seto's little sister really likes his music," a random voice said only to come up to the side of the trio. She was standing over them significantly taller. "I thought that was you. You haven't been to one of these in a while... you even brought friends this time, good to see you out with people," she offered. She had a face which seemed a bit extreme but she was also quite pretty. That voice struck Miko's ears and a small smile came to her face. "Yeah, been a bit busy... " she managed still transfixed her eyes darting around to Dreameater as he moved around in the sky above, singing his heart out. All the while a gentle gaze had been cast upon the woman who'd started speaking to them and it made Kaguya a bit skeptical given the way people had been dealing with Miko lately. Still the girl herself seemed unbothered, how odd, they were talking as if they were on somewhat familiar terms, weird such a person hadn't been mentioned before.

Whenever he wasn't using both hands for his guitar, Dreameater was reaching out to make contact with fans. A hand was touched here, a child's head was rubbed there, and so on. The louder portion of the song was over for now. In fact, the recorded version of this very song didn't get any louder than the hook... originally. Perhaps tonight would be the night that all changed. For the time being, Dreameater was more concerned with moving about the crowd and interacting with as many fans as possible.

"I found solace in the strangest place♪
Way in the back of my mind~♪
I saw my life in a stranger's face♪
... And it was miiiiine~♫"

The only thing moving as swiftly as Dreameater himself, was the drone carrying the KaibaCorps 'KC' logo. A long-lived partnership/endorsement was in full effect for this show, from lighting, to cameras, and even to audio equipment that maximized a stadium venue's acoustics well beyond the norm. Every listener could get the sensation of being front row and center ─ even the people out in the highest seats. Of course, he'd be getting to them eventually as well. First, though... perhaps he'd encounter some familiar faces in the crowd? There was at least one person who never missed a concert, whom he expected to see somewhere close to the stage.

"I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go~♪
Where the wind don't change,
And nothing in the ground can ever grow~♪
No hope, just lies,
And you're taught to cry into your pillow~♪
But I surviiiiiiiiiiiived~♫"

After the hook the song returned to a bit of a lull. It was nice the words still quaked within. It was quite interesting how far these shows had come. She'd gone to a few of his early ones as well, and they were their own type of experiences but this was a massive scale of performance the likes of which Iino Miko found worthy of adoration. She knew the type of man that Dreameater was behind his public persona and could see him smiling and interacting with the crowd. Though not much time had passed for him, three hundred years had passed for her, and she was quite happy her time away hadn't deteriorated her thoughts about him in any meaningful way. "Sou ka, I didn't expect Kaiba Seto to be that level of family man," Ai mentioned almost haphazardly. Just the same Kaguya was busy watching Miko watch the boy flying around interacting with people. "Eh, well I suppose some things are the opposite of the way they look," she said giving a casual glance towards the woman with the buns on her head. She had the appearance of the kind of person who would mug toddlers, but had been nothing but cordial since popping up so close.

Meanwhile the woman who looked to be straight out of a punk rock magazine was having a casual visual scan of the girl she'd not seen in about 4 months. She'd grown quite a bit, gotten a little taller and even filled out in the way women tended to post puberty. "Looks like it, did growing that much that quickly hurt?" she asked while placing a hand on top of Miko's head. Yes, she'd definitely gotten taller too. That warmth made Miko blush just a tad, but she didn't lose track of the performer, no he seemed to be on his way to their section with the woman with the buns looking dead at him and casually pointing towards the brunette so she wouldn't be missed in the crowd either, a knowing smirk on her face. Miko in the moment didn't actually expect to be noticed, she was simply happy to be in the crowd witnessing another stellar performance, a wide grin on her face as he came into fuller view. It'd been three hundred years, she planned to burn the look of his face directly into her memory without blinking. "Iia, it's still pretty recent but I'm adjusting, I think.." Miko responded almost automatically. "Mi-chan... you should make introductions if you are gonna stay this spaced out," Kaguya reminded the girl, wondering if she should remain so skeptical of this other woman. "Oh, right, this is... Senjumaru Shutara... Shu-nee, this is Shinomiya Kaguya and Hayasaka Ai, my friends... I've mentioned a few times before," she said getting that out of the way. Ai, did a double take immediately. "Wait like the Air Gear character, I knew you looked familiar!" she said surprised that Miko knew such a person. "Hai, I'm a model for that series. And a few others, no big deal... Nice to meet you both. When she wasn't super distracted before she does mention you guys. First time? They are all different these concerts, their own kind of experiences..." Shutara mentioned almost playfully. Just the same the introduction of Shutara would keep too many magical world mentions from taking place directly so Miko could enjoy the show for the absolute experience it was surely going to be.

"I''M STILL BREATHING! I'M STILL BREATHING~!
I'M STILL BREATHING! I'M STILL BREATHING~!

I'M ALIIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIIII-IIIIIIIIVE~!♪
I'M ALIIIIII-IIIIIIIIIIII-IIIVE!!♫"

Dreameater's second chorus was no less potent than the first in its delivery. Just the same, Dreameater was no less mobile as that drone zipped around him at multiple angles. The jumbotron showed many interactions with many fans, all of different walks of life, ages and the like. In due time, he saw the head of a person he couldn't mistake. Senjumaru Shutara was often the most obvious individual in a crowd. For this show, however, she'd be found alongside a face he hadn't seen in months... and an everything else he hadn't seen in ever. His first thought was that he may have been mistaken, but those pigtails and that zoned-out expression told the ultimate tale. Had it been longer than he thought?

"You took it all, but I'm still breathing♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪

You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪
You took it all, but I'm still breathing!♪"

He sang that repeated tune, lingering around this group quite a bit longer. It was nothing strange for him to find a focal point mid performance. Regardless, that smiling face was paired with locked eyes that shifted only occasionally between Shutara and one Iino Miko ─ now that he was certain her identity wasn't mistaken. A few shimmers of light may have been spotted as the wires enabling Dreameater's 'flight' were loosed, freeing him to stand in the midst of this group. Slowly did he step forward, moving toward neither of the four in particular... but certainly stepping closer to them overall.

"I have made every single mistake~
That you could ever possibly make~
I took and I took and I took what you gave.
But you never noticed that I was in pain~♪"

By the midway point of this song's final verse, Dreameater was within striking distance of those four girls. His hands were no longer touching his guitar. One held the microphone attached to his head as his pitch lowered again, and the other extended toward Shutara. The verse would only reach its halfway point during that reach, however. What more would he be doing? Time would tell.

Dreameater's voice was mesmerizing and it seemed to have Iino Miko in a chokehold. She'd told her friends she wouldn't be hearing anything but his voice when everything started, but only Shutara had any idea of the truth of those words. Shutara was always in attendance at Dreameater's concerts and knew from experience that if Iino Miko was in the crowd she'd be looking stricken in the crowd as if completely lost mentally while listening to him sing. Only a few words could be gained from her and it would only be during the absolute lulls in music and visuals which weren't at all happening currently. "Nice to meet you. Any friend of Mi-chan's is a friend of mine~" Kaguya managed, perhaps she should get around to reading that tech-based series Ai was always talking about. This girl looked the part of a street punk but had been nothing but big sister sweet since meeting them. "Yo, like a bit later could I get a picture..." Ai managed being seemingly excited. "Yeah, of course. I'm also in town for the Con if that sort of thing interests any of you. Or you want more than just a quick couple of pictures. It's always nice to get some normal photo-ops at those," Shutara mentioned casually. "Still... you have more important things coming your way," she mentioned a large grin coming to her face.

The descent of Dreameater was always an amazing thing, Iino Miko was very excited for it to be happening. Such things would have made her exceedingly nervous before, but now she felt like she was being greeted by an old friend, one who had enough magical oomph behind his voice to stir her mind, body and soul. She hadn't even considered how different she looked or what kind of thing he was about to do, until he was making his way towards them while still singing that chorus. Kaguya for her part in this was stunned. Seeing famous people on tv never really prepared you to meet them in public. She was looking shocked, mouth in a little 'o' surprised he was willing to get so close to random strangers. "Oh? He's like legitimately attractive.. and that voice is disturbingly good, live. I have heard this song before and it's never sounded like this..." Kaguya found herself mumbling. "Yeah, definitely that..." Ai mentioned. "I can hear you, it's different when it's live... shush♪~" Miko mentioned to both as she awaited his antics. She was still taking him all in and unlike Kaguya and Ai there was a certain familiarity that was also present in Shutara but she was watching the pair with her eyes cutting in Dreameater's direction. She looked as she normally did in such exchanges, a bit rough around the edges but... that was fine too. This group of four was the envy of men and women alike around the stadium. It was always a great thing to be involved in one of these solo type moments. And it seemed Shutara was up, as she tended to be in a few of these moments so far, a hand extended in her direction would be taken as she slipped around Miko giving her head another ruffle. Maybe one day Shutara would get to see quite an interesting thing, but until then... she show must go on.