Lahmu Keep

"I probably don't, but I'll never say no to a friendly hint. Having that in mind might keep me from slipping up in the future," he stated. Even the most knowledgeable of individuals could benefit from the occasional reminder or advisement from others. Albertus was far from a genius in regards to this world, so he'd undoubtedly take all the advice he could get.

Apparently, he'd be taking more than just advice. Meron's body kept making allowances, and his body kept taking advantage. He was wedged between her buttocks and had a bit more room to throb as a result, so he did just that. It seemed almost as if his manhood wished to fill all possible space between those lumps of flesh, even though there were at least two layers of clothes between. It was true that he'd never experienced this angle before. Even so, these new urges were taking care of things themselves. Was it not simply the case for him? That much was a possibility, given Meron's own words. She claimed his observation was making her mind wander, though in no specific terms. "Wander where? Don't go keeping it a secret; that sounds exciting!" Meron may have been trying to avoid going too far, but Albertus had no such inclinations. He was a Creator of the old world. They could have begun the process of creation in a moment, before a thousand spectators, and it would have been completely normal in those times. Perhaps that wasn't the way of humans in this world and era. It certainly didn't seem like that, though, with Meron reacting so freely. Though... the drunken state may have been at least partially to blame, not that Albertus would fully grasp something like that.

He'd never really get the point of privacy while Meron was content to moan the way she did. Even in the times before 'creation' became more than simply performing one's duties, enjoyment of one's craft was once naturally understood. The meaning of a moan was obvious. The wayward glances were not so obvious, however. Perhaps there were whispers throughout the club, or even direct callouts. Alas, Albertus was making another discovery. So much movement immediately after drinking massive amounts of alcohol seemed to have... activated the liquid's effects. He could hardly see straight, much less hear and process in normal time. On the other hand, the reason felt like some redirect to another sense: his sense of touch. Everything happening between them currently felt incredible beyond belief. This should have been how the Creators of old observed their craft. Had they done so, the population of that old world would have soon trumped both this planet and its dimensional twin.

Albertus was an interesting man. So interesting in fact, that he apparently took her advice and managed to find it useful, even though he didn't think he'd need it. How interesting. Many men wouldn't just take such blanket advice, and more than that would have thought her stupid. "I'm glad it works for you..." she mused. Of course, Meron couldn't help feeling extra at ease by the end of this, her body had lost tension and she seemed to be swaying to no particular beat.

Not that it mattered, it seemed that Albertus was content wedged between her cheeks. Of course, that was pretty interesting. She could feel him there and found it nice. She couldn't help but move against it and more than that her mind was indeed actually wandering. Actually it could be said that she was arguing with her desires. This man with every movement and every word, was becoming a pretty viable target. There was no reason she shouldn't get to experience some form of happiness in her life, and what was to say he couldn't provide a bit of it in the here and now? He seemed content enough to join her on her little journey, he was roused and waiting for the main event. He was also quite handsy. "I... um... it's a bit difficult," she started trying to think of a way to phrase her thoughts. "My mind is wandering towards the next phase. You seem pretty interested. And I'm interested," she said. "So would you be interested in seeing more things you haven't yet?" she asked in an obviously flirty way. Actually given the placement of his hands and groin she was certain even if he hadn't seen the whole show he had no reason to not understand what she was getting at. Besides, she was a little bit aware of the glances and gazes on them, it wouldn't be long at all until someone showed up to tell them the time was up on their table and to encourage them (none too gently) to head for somewhere more private to express their affection. Besides those words were marked by gentle shifting of her hips and a firmer press against his person, even her unoccupied hand was meeting his against her hip, entwining their fingers as she enjoyed the feel of him against herself.

Maybe, amidst all their movements that had taken on a totally different purpose, these two were still moving in sequence with the music. Maybe. Albertus definitely had little to no concern for the music at this point. This surely couldn't have been leading anywhere but that one blaringly obvious path. How did humans go about getting there, though? There were so many avenues to explore─ especially with all this woman had to work with.

Ah, but what did she intend to do with all that? She spoke of her mind wandering, much to his curiosity. He didn't know what sort of argument she was having with herself, but the journey was only important to the wanderer in cases like these. In his case, he walked a parallel path with only closely-related events along the way. His was one of discovery. What would come next? How did it all differ from what he knew? What would be occurring beyond that? Apparently, Meron's mind also moved toward the immediate future. He was interested, she was interested, there was no reason to do anything but move forward.

What more though? Meron alleged that there was something more he hadn't seen. That was a surefire way to get and keep Albertus' attention. A sigh passed his lips as his crotch experienced even greater pressure than before. That hand atop his own seemed like a physical invitation. His still-free hand was outright groping her chest, a single finger even finding a peculiar bump that could only be a nipple beneath those layers. "Even more?! Groovy. I'm pretty sure you can't show me something I wouldn't like. What've ya' got for me first?" he asked as if he expected something to occur in this very moment. Whatever she was talking about, that had to be a possibility, right?

Humans? They went about these kinds of endeavors in a strange way. Kujaku Meron wasn't exactly someone who picked up men to take home with her. But in the case of Albertus Animusphere, she felt like she would be doing exactly as her drunken brain thought she should. Hell, at this point it wasn't even just her brain, she was being tuggled along the proper path by her body as well. Actually, this man's hands on her body was just enough to lead her away from a more controlled path. Beyond that, she seemed more than willing to take this road less traveled with someone like Albertus. In fact, she'd be quiet for just a bit as they explored a bit further.

How? Well, he was now holding her hip rather tightly, and her fingers were entwined with his. Actually, she could feel not just his manhood pressed against her backside, but also his finger finding the peak at the tip of one of her breasts. Another little slip of a moan escaped her lips, how could it not? This was a bit worse than she remembered it being, or rather better. Of course, there was the moving along they were talking about. And now he seemed pretty excited to move on as well. Still, he didn't seem to be making any extra moves, or extricating himself from their rather close quarters. Maybe things were truly different where he was from, "I would say we could go back to my place... but I don't know if you'll make it..." she mused feeling his girth against her she doubted he'd get very far with most if not all of his bloodflow diverted. "We could go to a love hotel, before they throw us out of here for being too... expressive," yes that was the way she chose to phrase it. Perhaps these phrases would make sense, perhaps they wouldn't but she still hadn't bothered stopping this man from touching her the way he was, and more and more wayward glances were now coming their way.

Albertus was very keen to know what Meron had in mind. The status quo of human interaction was entirely foreign to him. Meron had at least four births of experience under her belt, so it was expected that she be more than capable of guiding. Albertus had every reason to believe their activity of choice would be performed here and now, but alas, that was obviously not to be the case. That was strange. When he was the divine being Anshar, he and his paired one Kishar being observed was a privilege to all. Onlookers viewed them whilst awestricken, as if seeing the birth of a new star. In all honesty, that would sometimes be the case. Why then, was Meron talking about going elsewhere?

Ah! She did speak of madness in women, so perhaps it was in his best interest to keep matters more private. On the other hand, there had already been enough buildup that putting things off would be far from pleasant; Anshar could tell as much without any prior knowledge. It also wouldn't have been a very good idea to move around just yet, considering. "I don't know if I'll make it either. Feels like I probably won't," he explained. Albertus continued 'dancing' if it could even be called that anymore, eventually settling on additional words after a few silent moments. "Shouldn't I not let this be seen anyway? I figure walking around now would make somebody crazy. So, what's a love hotel?"

The creation rituals of the old world, were something that would have been viewed as exceedingly foreign in the new world. Here on the side where science and logic prevailed, people had long since become secretive in how they joined bodies. No one was sure when it happened, but most wouldn't want to be viewed while in the act of copulation. It'd become the shame of people a long time before, even the birth of children was seen as problematic outside of a few specific instances. In the great view of world history here was probably a reason for that, but in the here and now, it was simply a matter of decency politics. Ah, but that didn't matter, here and now they were dancing. During this dance, it'd become obvious that the pair were drunk enough to not think things through. Like how they'd be making the transition to private places. But admittedly it was rather hard to think, with hands placed on her form and her body naturally progressing so far towards the peak of arousal.

Ah, but they did need to move. "Um... I... think... I..." she seemed to be putting together her thoughts and organizing them in a strange way. "Oh right. I was prepared a bit anyway," she said. Now, she'd not been prepared for a sexual encounter of any sort, but she'd been drinking and it wasn't always safe for women to wander home intoxicated so she often used a car service when she'd had a few too many. Here and now, she needed simply to send a message to her driver for the night to make sure she and her guest could be taken to her home. And they only needed to make their way across the dancefloor towards the door, without revealing his aroused state to the masses. In a moment she used a hand to reach into the neckline of her top only to come out with a small electronic device in the shape of a rounded rectangle. In a single moment she moved it andit seemed to split in half revealing a screen which lit up dimly. Ah, and now she was typing in the name of the club she was at, with more than a few spelling errors requesting the car pick up her and a guest to take her home. It went something like "Meed Rude Hime 4 2. At club down street frm hotell ber" Ah, that poor driver found himself looking at a text like one he'd seen a few times before but also different. His patron had moved on from a hotel bar to a club? Good for her, but the message was just as unclear as it always was after she'd been drinking. Good thing he'd gotten used to it, and knew she needed a ride home, for two people? Goodness. Instead of trying to figure out where she'd wandered off too, he used a set bit of information to figure out where she was, it was sort of new and called GPS. Ah, well... now he knew so he sent back a message. "Will arrive in front in five minutes, Ma'am." Good good, the driver being an upstanding citizen would even make sure the car was stocked for the lady's 'adventures' in the next few minutes.

The swaying of her hips didn't stop at all and now they had an out. "Yosh! Now, we just have to make our way to the door, I have a car service coming to pick us up," she mused. "If you stay close we can avoid shifting backwards and exposing you~" she mused. Ah, and she'd slipped a bit more in the last few minutes seeming to reveal a strange happier side of herself complete with a little slang.

There weren't many ways to escape the current predicament in Albertus' mind. Most of his ideas involved using magic, but he couldn't be seen doing something like that. Maybe he could get away with making them both unseen by creating some sort of shroud? Yes, some cloak of invisibility would be a wonderful invention! No... that was apparently unnecessary. It seemed Meron was prepared for this eventuality, or at least something along those lines. She reached into her top, and looked from Albertus' angle to be fumbling around her breasts. Was she changing her mind about the whole privacy thing? While wondering, Albertus found himself further molesting the right side of her chest.

What Meron actually did was fish some device out of her top. Ah, he'd seen something like that before; it was one of those portable communication devices. Human innovation proved useful enough that she could proceed to acquire transport for both of them in a few moments. He really had to get one of those things if they were that practical. Maybe he'd make one. Whether he did so or not, any current problems they had were officially solved... apart from the fact that they still had to reach the exit like this. That wasn't much of a problem at all though, was it? All Albertus had to do was prevent being separated from the woman in front of him; his body was already onboard with the plan. "Not a problem! You won't feel me move away for a second; pinky promise!" he stated with a wiggle of his smallest finger. True to his word, when they began moving toward the exit, his groin would remain firmly against Meron's posterior as he seemed to be dancing onward without a care. "But no promises once we're somewhere else. I'm excited in a way I've never been before. Anything could happen; I've got no idea what. That alright?"

Plans were in motion. It didn't escape Meron's notice that this man had become even more handsy while she fished out her phone. She'd found herself biting her lips just a bit trying not to moan from the extra attention. Surely this man knew exactly what he was doing, and knew the kind of stirring such activities could cause. Even so, she actually managed to utilize her own plans to get them an out to a problem their drunken minds and wandering hands and body had created for them. He even went on to claim that she wouldn't feel him move away for even a second while they made their way across the club. He offered innocently a pinky promise. "Ara? That's such an innocent thing to do, still~" she mused extending her own pinky. She placed her phone back into her bra and started their movement forward.

They danced across the floor, stopping when appropriate and the man not truly separating from her person. As they moved she found her own mind wandering to what he'd actually want to do. She'd never actually been inclined to take a random man home, but here and now she felt like it would only be right if she did. Ah, but his promise came with a warning, he couldn't promise anything afterwards, when they were alone together. He was excited in a way he hadn't been before? Oh? A man like him with children of his own already was excited for her? "It's more than alright," she said blushing intensely. Oh this man was doing strange wonders for her self-esteem. She couldn't believe such an interest was taken in her, and beyond that even while flirting he managed to make her feel desirable. It was bound to be quite the experience for both of them. Eventually they'd make it out so close together and a breeze would greet them along with a long car.

A black limosine with tinted windows and a man with a hat in hand stood outside the back door. This was of course, the care she'd called for, her most trusted driver nodded his understanding of the situation with a small smirk crossing his lips in the moment. "Good evening, Ma'am. It seems you've managed to have a pleasant evening, home?" he confirmed with here waiting for her to enter the backseat of the vehicle. "Yes, of course, we're both going. Sankyuu~" she managed sliding into the backseat first and extending a hand to Albertus as well. The divider between the drivers compartment and the rest of the car was already up and several items would be found in the back. This included bottled water, a variety box of condoms, sodas, snacks she enjoyed and a small trashcan in case anyone got sick. Every precaution taken once both passengers were inside, he'd close the door and go back to the front seat. He'd turn his own music up and shake his head. He'd not seen his employer look quite this happy in a while, though she seemed like she was pretty close to breaking a few social taboos, he could only feel relieved for her sake.

This little journey through the nightclub got off without a hitch. Sure there was a moment or two in which they had to stop and avoid some random other clubgoer, but for Albertus, that was just more time to feel the strange pleasure of grinding against Meron's rear. Albertus now knew what anticipation was truly like. By the time they were met by the outside breeze, he throbbed furiously against Meron's backside─ something he previously didn't even know was possible. What were they to do when there was no longer music to dance to? Well, it seemed Albertus was content to keep hold of Meron's hips while remaining pressed against her. Luckily, their transport vehicle was just ahead.

For a car, this one was particularly long. Just after Meron entered the back, Albertus slid in behind her. It became clear that this was a very, very different vehicle than he was used to. He looked ahead, and he couldn't even see the location meant for a driver. Hell, there was even the sound of music coming from what would have been the driver's seat─ loudly enough to drown out sounds from where he and Meron were seated. Was this what Meron meant by 'love hotel' earlier? Food and beverage were assorted, along with a few other unrecognizable things; it all reminded him of old Creator temples. So, upon seating himself on a chair spanning one full side of the vehicle's rear, Albertus expressed his curiosity. "This is new. I keep seeing new things today. Didn't expect any of this to happen when I came to Japan," he mused. Albertus hadn't been sure what would happen once they were out of the club, but now that they were, he was momentarily too awestricken to act on much of anything.

They'd make it all the way through the club. There were even a few lovely breaks where the movements of Albertus hips against her backside left her swooning just a bit. This was truly going to be an experience. She could even feel the throbbing of him on the thin leggings and basically nonexistent undergarments she wore. Even upon reaching the breeze the man stayed pressed against her. She might have found that strange, but in his case it was actually pretty comforting. It'd been a long time since she'd felt like a man was trying to keep hold of her, keep her close and knew for a fact he was beyond excited to be with her. After a few passing words to her driver and having a general idea of how long of a ride it was going to be before they arrived, she watched with contentment as Albertus joined her in the limo.

Strangely, he expressed wonder at the vehicle. It was obvious he'd never been in one before and while that wasn't completely strange it was something worthy of a cheeky joke or two as she settled in next to him. "Really?" she asked seeming to find his words on the moment rather strange. "Well, I will admit to this being a rather different sort of night, but you might want to get used to limousines. If you're planning to do something world renowned or innovating, being able to travel from place to place with privacy and snacks is a must," she said. Ah more strange advice from one who already lived a 'privileged' sort of life. She knew in general of his plans, and the idea of a videogame on the proportions of a world sounded exactly like the sort of thing that could easily skyrocket a development team to fame unknown. And now that they were all alone and she knew her driver wouldn't be too traumatized given he couldn't hear she settled in properly against Albertus' side. She wasn't innately demanding attention again immediately instead she seemed to be a bit lost in her own sensations and understanding of the moment. She stared at him again taking in the details of his face in dim lighting as they moved, being gently rocked against him as the car traveled. There was no need for them ot miss out on everything, and in looking around apparently her driver thought she might have needed a bit care, having made some pharmacy pick ups as well. She'd have make sure he got a good tip, she always did the morning after he picked her up on one of these sorts of nights. He'd been a loyal employee her entire marriage, even opting to continue working for her instead of her husband when their separation was announced.