Charles Patricius

"Gomen. That's the best answer I've got," Yuuya said. He wished there was a better way to answer the girl's curiosity, but he had nothing. Ah, but Yume had some context to give. She'd been the subject of multiple rumors in her previous life, apparently from rejected boys and the girls who had a distaste for her. People were terrible. He'd known this girl for only a couple of hours, and though she was a bit unusual at times, he saw no reason for that sort of treatment. "Gomen," he said sympathetically. One more question came. Was he the target of others? Certainly. "... Hai. Mostly my brother and sister who have their eye on the inheritance from my grandfather, but... a lot of others too. I had to stop attending school," he explained briefly.

Ailen was certainly impatient. He was almost compelled to attack the elafia in the carriage, resisting only out of respect for her privacy-based desires. He didn't seem bothered by the shredding of Anais's tights. As he recalled, she had few issues with Mugen's destruction of her articles, so... away with them. What sort of undergarments had she gone for today? Ailen was busy dressing himself during the time she donned them, so he'd yet to take that information in. He could feel another layer, however, and those things had become a point of interest for him. Perhaps he'd have a look momentarily. First though, he busied himself tasting the apprentice's mouth as the grail's wine influenced her natural flavor. By the way things were going, it would almost seem he was aiming for second-hand drunkenness by this approach.

Sakura's answer wasn't the least bit passive. When asked if she could accept his advances without her soul being the cause, she claimed it was especially the case then. She clarified the lack of spiritual activity since the morning, which... he supposed she did admit earlier. "Oh. So when we..." Charlemagne had to stop and think. He had to be somewhere deep inside the girl's ass while she wasn't responding to her soul, and she seemed to be more into that than anything else they'd done previously. This was a strange, strange world. Whatever the case, Sakura went on to express interest in their activities, even if it were a daily occurrence. As refreshing as that was to think about, it paled in comparison to the sudden entry he felt by Sakura's machinations. Naturally, his hips thrusted forward once they were in place to begin. He might have been a bit bothered by how easily these things came, but today was not the day for such concerns. "Haah... that's good to hear. I guess we agree to that, then."

Speaking of agreements, Martha and Astolfo were just shy of reaching one. While Martha believed she had no reason to better understand his mannerisms, that wasn't at all what Astolfo had been referencing. No, he knew how such an eventuality would come about. The requirement was a proper mana transfer, which Martha seemed quite against... for the time being, at least. Of course, it had yet to be fully determined how this session of theirs would end. They currently joined one another in enjoying the chaotic fornication that came with riding a horse. The feint echo of hooves was accompanied by a wet slapping sound as penetration occurred at maximum capacity, and Astolfo had never been more visually pleased. "Wahaha! To the races and understanding of the great Astolfo! I'm finishing first!" he announced as if to warn the woman of a certain time limitation.

The answer she was given was the only one Yuuya had. This was fine, Yume could accept his opinion at face value knowing he wasn't lying. When she divulged extra context she was rewarded with, sympathy. Strange. She was sure she'd put this lad out quite a bit with her early behavior, but still he felt the need to apologize, "Iia, I am making a great deal of headway in my personal healing and accepting that some people are just incapable of being decent. I have the added benefit of meeting some very good people at some intervals to lessen the blow," she mentioned. She no longer truly felt sorry for herself. She likely wouldn't flinch too much having cut the deadweight from herself and moved on to accept things that actually make her happy. Speaking of, there was at least one shared bit of trauma between herself and Yuuya that she could relate to. Her eyes lit up when she found out who was most responsible for his problematic responses and why, "Hoh? You gave up on school? I almost did that too," she mused. "I also have very bad siblings so I understand that as well, I knew there was a reason I understood you~" she claimed seemingly pleased. "And gomen, as nice as you are, I am sure you've done nothing to earn that kind of ire... " she said knowingly.

Meanwhile, Ailen's impatience was something which was receiving a positive reception from Anais. As her tights fell away her newest choice in undergarment would be revealed. In this case, a lace string thong which was a golden color, which shown against her skin. They were free for him to witness whenever he stopped assaulting her mouth. In truth she didn't mind him seeking the taste of the grail's wine directly from her person. If nothing else, her body was gaining heat and rekindling the feeling of being intoxicated while she had the positive aspect of having him touching her body and pushing her even further towards arousal. If nothing else leg wobbling make-outs were always happening to her and she could accept it. Even her hand began moving along his cock in what was becoming one of her most practiced motions, still she kept it interesting with those little pulses of mana, as if playing scales and tuning her favorite instrument for the coming play. She found herself eventually gently flickering her tongue over his lips and sucking and nibbling on them while taking breaths. He'd respected her wishes for privacy so how could she do anything but fall completely into his desires now that they were alone together?

Anais wasn't the only one asking herself a question like that, Sakura had admitted a while before that her soul hadn't been actively in use most of the morning. It would seem that the meaning of this was only caught by Charles as he considered what they'd been doing all morning. "Hai, while all of that was happening my soul wasn't active... I did that simply because I wanted to," she affirmed. "It is odd, wanting to do things, while having no logical explanation for it..." she mused, but she didn't sound unahppy. And how could she? She was now joining their bodies together properly and feeling the delightful filling sensation anew. She didn't know she could enjoy it as much as she did, but perhaps this was an effect of the alcohol. That did seem to contribute greatly to the increased desires of the others. But maybe it was something else? Her heart was already beating quite fast again, and her hips were already wiggling as Charles aimed to thrust into her after she joined them. It was relieving that he kept making this choice and she wasn't sure why. "Hai!, Char-kun♥!~" she statedly happily. There as their bodies joined again, the beginning of another mark, this one on her fore began just barely visible as her clothing was still mostly in place though it seemed to be falling apart at the seams as she settled into sex in a very direct way.

Speaking of drect sexual experience, Martha was being introduced to the world mechanics without the guide. She and Astolfo were content to the start of proper copulation atop the horse, but it seemed her understanding still wasn't quite what it could have been. That constant knocking around inside her womb seemed to be erasing her thoughts as they gathered. Every time she opened her mouth a moan eascaped. She could hear the wet sounds of their bodies meeting, the sound of the horse gallping and a small voice in her head, telling her to keep going for something amazing to happen. Oh, well maybe that voice wans't in her head at all, as Astolfo had words to share, "Oi oi... I am sure I'm not misunderstanding your meaning, you definitely can't do that..." she said knowing full well if the lad reached his peak first that it would spell immediate disaster. But did it matter? She wondered that... it wasn't like pregancy was a guaranteed thing. And she was having fun... why shouldn't she continue to do so? "I... uh... ahaaaaaa~ Need just like a minute, okay?" she managed as each push forward seemed to be sending pulses of pleasure into her body. Surely getting him to pull out after her next orgasm was perfectly reasonable, right?

It seemed both Yume and Yuuya were making headway toward freedom from their pasts. The girl seemed to exude a certain confidence in herself, however, that led Yuuya to believe she was always physically stunning. He couldn't relate to that. There were some hurdles that couldn't be leaped with ease. "You do seem capable of a lot as well. I'm envious of your energy," he said as one who wore the dreaded 'useless' brand in the other world ─ sometimes literally. Hearing that they both had abusive siblings, Yuuya nearly took pause. Ah... she seemed more the Cinderella sort. As he cleared through more brush along the way, more of it was held open to let the demoness pass through. "Eto... you shouldn't worry about that. They're probably just jealous of who you are, and trying to put you down because of it," he assured, partly in understanding, though the reason his siblings were similar was... quite different.

Ailen had a choice to make. The undergarments Anais kept changing the style of had become a major point of interest for him, and he wished to see these before they, too, were discarded. On the other hand, the drunken girl's taste had seemingly been enhanced by the grail's influence. How could he let one thing go for the other? With difficulty, of course. Lips smacked, tongues caressed, and teeth gnawed occasionally. It took some time for Ailen to pull away. Even when he did, there was a moment of return with his tongue entering the lass's mouth again. Finally breaking free, he took a step back. "Well... that was difficult. I suppose I should let you find your perfect place, hm? It would also be to my personal benefit to see what today's choice is. I've become quite attached to accentuation," he admitted casually.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne and Sakura were making a bit more forward progress. Sakura ensured they were connected, and Charlemagne lunged at the opportunity ─ literally. As he did so, Sakura confirmed that their morning activities were within her desires as an individual. Her response to their agreement was so very affirmative as well; Charlemagne could do naught but revel in the moment. He held the lass up by her lower back and pistoned his hips to wedge deeper into her loins at an upward angle. "Then I'll do my best. I'll offer myself the same way you have," he said. Perhaps he shouldn't been so satisfied with the way things were going, but he couldn't help himself. All of Charlemagne's issues would just have to be addressed at a later time. For now, he was contentedly watching Sakura's dress peel itself away while he buried himself within her.

On that horse ride, strange things would be happening. Martha understood Astolfo once again, and her first thought was to forbid the implied action. An oddity had already been established around current events, but now, a pair of eyes were gazing upon Martha through reality itself. She had the attention of something quite powerful, and a bit ominous to boot. Astolfo seemed none the wiser to this ethereal peering, as he continued bucking away without a care in the world. In fact, it seemed he hardly paid any heed to Martha's demand. She needed a minute? She hardly had one, but it didn't matter in reality. "But why?!" Astolfo pleaded. "It could be sooo good!" he continued while rapidly swelling within the woman.

Yume and Yuuya walked along, sharing information innocently as they came to realize how much they had in common. Yuuya might have thought that the girl's confidence came from always being physically stunning and maybe that was even true, but it was also the primary source of her discontent. "Eh? This energy, nothing worth being envious over... it's just about what you take in, and what you're willing to let grow~" she mused in an almost cryptic way. "Still, I could always spare a bit of confidence and knowledge, if you'd like. I'm sure any of us would help you out~" she said with a full understanding of the people. "Though I know how hard that is to believe when you've been treated badly, just give us a chance yeah? No matter how odd you might be," she said with a happy smirk. She slipped through the opening he created with a little wink as well, and then stood to the side to allow him to continue leading the way. Still, he seemed to understand her siblings and the general discontent that Kaguya experienced in her life. "Hm, I understand how you came to that conclusion. My siblings are all 10 to 15 years older than me. I don't think they are jealous they just see me an outsider and a threat to their inheritance and my father's wife sees me as evidence of her husband's infidelity," she commented as if this was perfectly normal. "I don't think siblings like that are worth losing any sleep over. In fact... finding myself here was quite the boon. It saves me having to run away from home when I graduate," she stated.

As Yume and Yuuya got to know each other a bit better. Ailen and Anais fell into old habits. In fact, their continued kissing was something quite normal for them at this point. It was quite a few moments before their mouths actually separated and when they did the smallest of whining noises escaped the elafia. She did quite enjoy this amount of intimacy whenever it presented itself. When they finally parted though it seemed that Anais wasn't alone in the lack of desire to stop. Ah, but Ailen claimed that he should let her find her perfect place. Was this a pretense? 'Oh yeah, Shishou wanna stare at that ass! Wiggle it a little, while you find your perfect place!~' Sinais was quite interested in this as well. "Well, if you want to a good look, we're only a few yards off for what I'm looking for~" she mused. Ah, she supposed she'd be unhanding him now, well... not without one more casual stroke. And with that completed she turned on her heels. Still booted legs seemed to show off a shapely rear in that little golden thong which had a small heart shaped bit of lace at the top of her bottom. It would be in this way that she made her way towards the center of this natural acoustic dream. A place which echoed gently between the trees, plateau and the bubbling river. Here, they wouldn't be interrupted by any creature and the silence would leave them plenty of room compose as they were now calling it. "See, Shishou~♪" she practically sang his name and the gentle echo of it in this area, made it sound like a concert hall.

While one session seemed to be heading towards a proper start, another seemed to be properly engaged. Sakura found herself being properly penetrated and as such felt nothing but happiness as her hips began a gentle movement to meet thrusts. Even better, her clothing seemed to be peeling away she was revealing more and more of herself to the lad she was with. She didn't mind this at all, and moreover he was making important claims. "Oh? That's very fair of you Char-kun..." she mused a gentle giggle. "I'll accept, let's help each other~" she chimed. Just the same, her hips were moving towards the eventuality of Charles pressing into her womb, it was quite a good thing, and each push forward was making that mark over her womb realer. Faintly purple and just barely pulsing on the surface it seemed almost hypnotizing as she subconsciously called out for depth.

While several steps were being taken towards eventualities. On horseback Martha, was arguing against a certain thing which was likely on the way. What was more there was the strangest sensation she had while allowing a lad to press into her womb which was strange enough already. Still the lack of sense on one like Astolfo was clear as day while he seemed to be arguing in favor of a climax within her self. "It could be so good? How do you define good?!" she moaned knowing that it would likely feel good, but she still knew enough, enough to have some sense of reason. "Is a single moment of sensation worth those consequences? I don't think so, Astolfo!" Martha commented. While she was interested in this endeavor just a bit, though she was mentally capable of seening reasion that constant thumping against her womb wasn't doing her any favors.

"Gomen, but... I still think it is," Yuuya argued. Yume may not have believed in her own enviable traits, but Yuuya saw things differently. Even if she didn't have the best cause for her current demeanor, the way she managed to forge herself was admirable. "The fact that you're able to be the way you are... that's good enough. You've obviously been through a lot, but it doesn't bleed out into your everyday demeanor. I couldn't even pretend to be that kind of person. You're incredible, really," he stated as if mentioning known facts. Moving on to the moment Yume cleared the bushes, Yuuya would be found averting his gaze in the wake of that cheeky wink. She had grand advice to give, but it was difficult to focus on that in such moments. "Ano... it's hard to focus on what you're saying when you act like that," he admitted. Since the beginning of their trip, he'd been suffering this one's aura quite intensely. "Your family situation is more similar to mine than I thought. It's a shame someone like you has to deal with it."

Ailen did have one major purpose at this leg of the journey. If nothing else, he could be sated with an opportunity to stare at the elafia's ass. With a single parting stroke, Anais offered him the perfect opportunity to do so. Ah, this pair had some intricate design attached as well. Undergarments had never been so noteworthy to an elf. His gaze was unwavering as he followed the lass once more. Once she reached the location she'd apparently been looking for, Anais announced their arrival as if singing a song. Ailen heard those words within fine acoustics, but his focus was obvious. "Hmm. Yes, I do see quite a bit... yet also not enough. If only there were a way to see and experience some things at the same time~" he said cheekily.

Meanwhile, Sakura claimed some fairness in Charlemagne's offer. Frankly, it wasn't about fairness for him. He wanted the experience of Sakura in every way possible, and he wanted it without any additional conditions. It was selfish by nature, yet he thought it was only right to give and receive. It seemed Sakura agreed once the notion was shared. Now he could more confidently delve into the lass, literally at that, but... there was another oddity to address. Charlemagne found his eye drawn down Sakura's body, stopping midway as he took note of a peculiar magical marking just over her pelvis. He'd seen that sort of thing before. He knew what it symbolized in his original world, but... he wasn't the one who put it there. "Uh... what is that?" he wondered. It was growing as he watched, strangely enough. He knew it to be a mark belonging to succubi in media. Surely that couldn't be the case here, right? Ah, but its growth also came with a compulsion on Charlemagne's part ─ a compulsion to keep thrusting deeper into the girl's core. Well, maybe it wasn't the mark after all. Maybe it was just his own desire, or maybe it was a bit of both. Who could know the truth?

How did Astolfo define 'good'? Martha would find out in time. Astolfo tended to show no concern for things that were inconsequential, even when he didn't know why said things weren't worth worry. Martha would be getting no clear answer from the lad who didn't even have one to offer. "You'll see~!" was all he said. Martha didn't believe a single moment was worth the consequences, while Astolfo didn't register a single negative outcome. Still under the scrutiny of a foreign entity, Martha would be subjected to the reckless abandon of Astolfo, as he tightly grasped her hips and forced his way into her body to maximum depth. She'd never be able to effectively argue her point with her cervix keeping him sealed within. It would be Martha's own folly that brought about her downfall this day. She could have released herself earlier. She could have pushed him away, or never engaged in the beginning. Since she did none of those things, Astolfo would know joy. "It's worth the world! Gimme a few seconds, you'll see~♥"

Yume was receiving a crash course in the mind of Yuuya. Apparently the lad thought that she had enviable traits regardless of what she thought of them, and that he found her strong just for managing her daily life demeanor. "Eh? You really think so? I am pretty sure many would assume I am a bit defective and just like overly pushy... you know with being kind of bad at reading normal social situations~" she mused seeming to understand her nature a bit better than most. "Well, that's still pretty nice though, if you think so I won't discourage you," she said with a playful wave. Beyond his apparent thoughts that she was incredible he claimed that it was hard to concentrate around her more flirty behavior. "Really? That's relieving actually," she stated giggling about it. "Wari wari, I am actually surprised you'd be so honest about it. It's worth respecting that you admit it like that... I appreciate your honesty but I can't promise it will get better, if I am being truthful this form of me is practically made to be flirty, at the bare minimum, I can't really help it~" she mentioned honestly. This lad was already proving himself at bare minimum a better friend that her now ex-boyfriend. Regardless they seemed to be quite understanding of each other's crappy family life. "Iia, I find myself understanding how such things happen and now I am most an advocate for being happy. I think people like us deserve that after everything else, I want that for you too... whenever you're ready for it~" she teased just a bit. She'd been missing this kind of interaction in truth, she'd stopped having male friends a long time ago.

While Yume and Yuuya had a heart to heart conversation, Anais and Ailen began their journey into debauchery for the umpteenth time in a single day. Here Ailen was released from the lass's grasp and allowed to view and follow her to the place she felt would make the best sounds for their upcoming sexual endeavors. Ah, but there was more to it than that, those exquisite panties were also being scrutinized along with Anais's own rear. She could practically feel her mentor's eyes on her person. Ailen apparently thought of the acoustics of this situation as a secondary aspect and spoke of wanting to see an experience more. Anais could make this happen and facilitated the start by bending over. She could easily balance even in her heels as it was the normal state of her being and she woudl wave her rear in the air giving the elf a full view of her plump rear end and that tiny golden string and surrounding lace against the flesh of her backside. As for the rest it was mostly up to him... she'd make obvious her intentions as she reached between her legs and easily slid that little string out of the way of her canal even with her rear in the air what she was offering should be obvious. "Shishou, does this work for what you want to see?~" she asked of him with a delightfully wicked smirk appearing on her face. If she understood anything in recent times, it was the hypnotic effect her rear seemed to have on her mentor.

In the meantime, the arrangement between Charles and Sakura was becoming more clear as time went on, as was the mark appearing on her body. The lad known as Charles thought to question it, but Sakura had no idea that he'd understand what it was from his own lifetime. She'd explain the mark the way it was explained to her the first time she'd seen it on someone else, "It is or rather it will be an inmon..." she said offering a smile which was just as beguiling as all her smiles were as she exposed Charles to her full frontal nudity while he seemed to push further and further into her person. "Some would call it a demon wedding ring as it is a physical showing of the bond between a demon and another... though in the case of it manifesting on a female individual instead of being placed by a male... it could be called an invitation, a sign of true desire. As well as a cautionary sign, to discourage certain individuals..." she explained. "It could also be said that it binds together our desires and gives us the ability to act within certain confines, or encourages certain reactions," she clarified. "I am sure there are a few nuances but we can figure them out together, if you want..." she said as the mark seemed to hum with those multiple pushes forward. She'd always allow this and it could easily settle in on her person, and it likely would as long as the land spilled himself within her womb. Little huffing breaths as well as a reddened face would accompany the explanation given by Sakura, all the while she was becoming more and more excited for the future of this endeavor, she really wanted this, her hips, her mind and her very soul were encouraging the movements of Charles into her depths.

While Charles received plenty of answers to his questions, Martha received nothing but Astolfo's rather skewed instincts. What was worse, her own weren't doing her much good. Even with the pressing sensation of something watching her, even while she knew for a fact that this world was fantastical, she still held the belief that what they were doing would be problematic for her at the very least. Perhaps if she'd known she'd end up interested in this sort of thing, she might have asked someone about how they were avoiding such eventualities in a world without obvious birth control. "You'll see isn't a comforting answer you know... this isn't a book reccomendation," she scoffed at his nonchalance. Unless he was literally sterile this situation was dangerous, and she felt like it definitely should have been something discussed before. Ah, but even she'd let her body lead her astray in this case so, could she honestly be mad? No. No was the answer, this seemed to be the sort of situation one regretted in the morning, but as he grabbed onto her and further pressed himself into her womb she couldn't help but want him there. In fact, those legs of hers seemed to move of their own accord locking the lad in place. It was like Martha was arguing with herself about wanting the lad to postpone his actions. 'What is happening to me? I am a responsible adult, this is the most irresponsible thing I've ever done in my life,' she thought to herself. Ah but even beyond that her body wasn't saying no, in fact she'd held him in place so much could she even argue that this wasn't something she wanted to see through?

Yume was certainly not defective by any definition Yuuya would give the word. If anything, he'd rather consider himself the defective one. Someone in that situation should be able to come out the other end as she did; ending up like him instead should be utterly wrong. She was obviously much stronger than he could ever be, and that was a positive. As for Yuuya admitting to his difficulties around the lass, she called it... a relief. How? He stopped moving for a moment upon hearing those words, even stumbling against a tree to his left. This form she'd taken was apparently flirty by nature. That seemed to be the case, though it wasn't the sole cause of Yuuya's distraction. "Iia; it's not just that. I don't think you ever had to say anything. It started back in the carriage, or even before..." he admitted. Yuuya wasn't the most comfortable with saying such things as most throughout his life would have been disgusted, but he didn't want the girl thinking she'd done anything to him directly either. He was as ready to enable that beief, as he was to fully move on ─ which was about zero percent.

Speaking of enabling, a certain elf was being placated once more. Anais's deviance knew no bounds, in contrast to her general demeanor and approach in the company of others. It was almost as if he had two, sometimes three apprentices all in one body. She could take instruction as a seeker of knowledge as one expected, but she could just as easily leave him wanting to do anything but teach. Here and now, she answered his desire by bending at the waist to show the fullness of her backside in that stringy little thing. A hand appeared in his vision from beneath her legs, moving the otherwise obtrusive string from that which it protected, and the elafia asked if it worked for his desire. Ailen chuckled after a moment of hesitation. Her rear wasn't simply hypnotic ─ it was outright overbearing on the mind. In fact, Ailen was upon the lass before he knew better, his tool aligned to her entrance already. "It is certainly functional, yes. I'm somewhat glad you didn't decide to move it this time. If you did, maybe you'd have to drag me back to the carriage," he said, that claim holding a strange amount of truth. Regardless, the time for waiting had passed. This new advantageous position had the male pushing forward as one hand settled upon Anais's lower back for stability's sake. He didn't appear to have any regard for pacing this time. When his tip settled between her folds, he squeezed his way forward, forward with no intention of stopping progression. Stiff as he was, he felt the need for full immersion.

Charlemagne wondered if the thing he saw was what he understood it to be. Sakura named it as precisely what he'd been thinking, claiming it would become an inmon. His eyes widened slightly in realization. It was right in front of him, growing as he penetrated. Was it connected directly to him? A demon's wedding ring, as Sakura called it, was quite the potential undertaking. He was already wed to Angelica per their agreement, and he did want to continue pursuing that path. On the other hand, it was obviously not his intention to actually pull away from Sakura. Could he have both? That felt like such a selfish desire, but one he couldn't resist. "So... it's exactly what I thought it was. It answers and enables desires, right?" he said. As those sounds passed Sakura's lips, Charlemagne was urged for half a dozen reasons to move within her at pace, as if dancing to the beat of a drum. Even then, the rest of his clause would be made clear here and now. "So what if I wanted two wives? That feels so selfish to someone like me, and I don't even know how I would manage two, but... I can't think of anything else to chase at this point."

Astolfo was not giving a book recommendation. He could instead be called the book itself, while Martha was a potential reader. He was just sitting there, open on a table and ready to be perused by any library members. This time, it was Martha who picked up that book and let herself be sucked into its story. She'd see. Despite her words to the contrary, Martha could be counted as having an honest body. Her legs constricted him in a universal sign to all men. Across all of time and space, the legendary leglock was a message, a call, and a demand. Step Four was always his favorite as one of the Twelve Peers. "Yahoo! Throwing away the plan!" he announced happily. A few bucks of both the horse and Astolfo later, and Martha would discover how invasive magical world sex could be. He gushed out directly into the saint's womb, all whilst his cock plugged the liquid mana's only escape route. There was no other way to answer the demand of Martha's body. She signed a legal binding contract the moment she coiled around him, and this... was the price. With that, things once forbidden were done anyway. What would the outcome be? Someone was interested. . .

Yume might not have appeared defective to Yuuya, but her previous life experience made it appear she might have been, at least a little. Still the lad was to be celebrated for his honesty, specifically as it concerned his attraction to Yume herself. While it wasn't her intention to attract him to her, she understood enough of the world's mechanics at this point in her life, to completely understand why he shared the words he did about her. The claim that his interest in her started maybe even before their shared carriage ride was surprising, but not too much. "Oh, not just me being flirty, very honest of you. Though I still have an explanation for you, it's just a soul thing~" she mused happily as she stared at the other lad. "Quick lesson, souls tend to seek out things they need, even when the bodies they are housed in might hold different thoughts about it," she explained. "We're different but we share experiences and one's unconscious desire to become better would make them seek someone who is what they are not..." she gave that explanation. "Don't worry too much about it, I find myself being quite fond of you already. I think we can be great friends~" she added though the tone and cadence she spoke in hadn't changed, she was being exceedingly sincere in her offer. "You can take me up on that when you're ready, I won't rush anyone else's process~" she added at the end. Having found out enough about the lad's life to almost piece together his current attitude, there was technically only one thing missing but maybe that wouldn't come up immediately. He didn't seem like he was ready for some kind of tearful confession or anything.

All the while, Anais was enabling her elf mentor to have a full view of her undercarriage. Right at the moment, it would appear that he was enjoying the sight and as she'd already found her perfect place she felt good about allowing him to see. "I'm glad it works, Shishou~♪" she teased the elf behind her. Ah, but he didn't just see, only a slight hesitation came before was upon her and once again aiming to her enter her with what had to be reckless abandon for him. That was an exciting thing wasn't it? So much so, that Anais found herself easily leaning back against him aiming to take him in deeper to her core as he wished to be. A gentle moan left her and echoed around the space they inhabited. This was suddenly quite relieving, like she'd been waiting for it, far longer than a simple carriage ride. Oh well, once she started the movement of her own hips wouldn't stop until he found his home past the entrance of her womb, which would cause the gentle buckling of her knees as he reached the true depths of her person. Ah, her voice had even raised an octave, sounding like a ringing bell even to her. This was truly the best.

While the concert of the century started in the forest, Charles and Sakura got familiar with her ever changing physiology. The explanation she gave of her inmon seemed to be eaisly understood. She was surprised but it made her happy. "You thought this was what it was? Interesting, yes, it enables desires~" she mused, knowing the general functionality of inmon given her observations and questions asked of her parents. Ah, but Charles wanted to know more, even as he aimed for her depths continuing to plunge into her in an almost reactive way, he questioned the functionality. He claimed the selfish desire of having two wives and wondered if the inmon would allow that to happen. As he pushed into her at pace, she met his movements equivalently, surprised by his question, but answering it just the same... "The inmon can in theory connect multiple people. The application of it can happen in multiples if desired by their creator... if you want I am sure you have the ability to make one, I can explain to you how to do so," she offered the lad rather freely. "But you hardly need the kind of raw magic that is an inmon to marry two people," she offered. "I think two is an easily managed number..." she accepted. She assumed of course that this question was related to his established bond with Angelica, given this it could only be expected, but perhaps there was a nuance missing? Regardless she was quite happy and her nether was once again pulsing as he pushed forward that inmon solidifying as she came closer and closer to her own desires.

While an agreement was being made in one place, on horseback a different kind of agreement was happening. Specifically Martha was experiencing a contradiction between her thoughts and her body's actions which were leading to a very specific outcome. Astolfo spoke of throwing out a plan and she should have let him go, she wanted to will her legs to release the lad. She should have kicked him away from her and off the horse so that she didn't allow this particular end result. Ah... but, she couldn't do that. No, she even deep down was quite interesting and as that spillage within her womb occurred it felt warm, it felt filling... it felt right, even thought she would have thought it wrong. Ah, but it felt so right! She moaned her content and orgasmed around him him as her mind wondered what had become of her. Why had she done this? She closed her eyes and she sighed. She could never be a teacher again, she could never give anyone life advice, givne that she had made what was likely the most irresponsible decision of her long life now. How had this magical world seeped so deeply into her brain? How had she let herself get so caught up in Astolfo's crazy antics? How had she made such a strange decision, she was supposed to be a saint, this seemed very unbecoming behavior for someone without any commitment involved. How would she explain this outcome if it turned into something? It was too much, her brain was near dead from considering all the terrible potentials. Strangely even after this act had been committed that feeling of being watched hadn't disappeared. Was this it? The same men often complained of... the clarity of orgasm making hre recognize completely how stupid she'd been?

Yuuya offered his honest confession with every expectation of a disgusted rejection of reason. Physically, he was nearly wincing in preparation... but nothing of the sort came. It would have been entirely normal for Yume to be sickened by the idea of his attraction, but she explained the cause behind it instead. Her tone and cadence remained strangely flirty, though the words themselves were of a quality he'd expect from his late grandfather's teachings. Yuuya was flabbergasted. He couldn't take another step forward, being so dumbfounded by the cordial approach Yume took. "Really? You're not grossed out by that?" he accidentally said aloud. Even going further, Yume spoke of a potential friendship between them. The lad was quite sure no such words had ever passed another person's mouth earnestly; he couldn't even be sure what to do with it.

In the meantime, Ailen wasn't the only one trying to reach the deepest depths of an elafia. Rather, his elafia companion was ensuring he reached the deepest part of her by reversing herself onto him during his own thrust forward. His breathing was labored already. That would only worsen as he gradually lost sight of his own manhood, which seemed almost absorbed into Anais's body. Her knees weren't the only ones in danger of giving out by the time Ailen lost any ability to progress. "Haah... I may never get used to this. This would be the perfect time to admit you're tightening on purpose," he said as if looking for some excuse for current sensory overload.

Charlemagne wouldn't immediately delve into the reasons he knew about inmon. Doing so would take far too much explaining, and he wouldn't be able to easily add more things to his mental pile at present. Apart from keeping up his hips' movements, his mind was focused on answers. According to Sakura, the inmon could theoretically be used to bind three individuals ─ he could even go about creating one himself. The idea of applying one to Angelica was... a bit deviant in the most exhilarating way. The thought alone had him throbbing, but he surely couldn't go around doing something like that. For the time being, he'd settle for Sakura having one she'd basically given herself. Either way, Sakura believed two was a reasonable number. That came as no surprise from a girl with five fathers... but perhaps there was reason to believe Angelica thought similarly? Time would tell. For now though, Charlemagne came to realize he could dive no deeper. "If that's the case... don't let it finish. If I'm going to be with two people, and I have to re-link to Angie... I'd want to do it all at once. That alright?"

Astolfo had discovered the meaning of ultimate satisfaction. He poured himself into Martha from atop that horse, doing so with a mighty heave until his body went limp. He'd been in something of a rut lately, but a saint came to the rescue as they always would! Now, he was falling back onto the horse's ass as it slowed to a halt. The bumpy ride came to a halt in conjunction with an increasing rise and fall of Astolfo's chest. Would he keep conscious for very long? Possibly. Ah, but Martha would have other things to be concerned about at the time. She'd begun questioning and judging herself for decisions made this day. With that being the case, she'd be given something else to question instead. "Ara~" spoke a male voice from the middle distance. It seemed the devil himself had been Martha's observer for the past few minutes. Tohsaka Mugen of Munetsuchi was the source, and now, he was standing in the flesh to Martha's left ─ leaned against a tree in the most casual manner. "Now isn't the time to question yourself, missy. That's no way for someone of your caliber to behave; you've already done the deed. Why bother with something trivial as hindsight?"

Yume was given a rather strange amount of surprise from a conversation with Yuuya. The lad felt very deeply shocked by her reaction to his confession. She wasn't the type who could easily understand what he'd been through before, but something about the way he almost seemed to flinch made her wonder if he simply didn't know of the normal kinds of kindness. Moreover, he went on to question her directly, wondering if she was grossed out by it. "Huh? Why would I be grossed out by it?" she questioned giving it a bit more thought. "What I mean is, I already admitted to knowing the general effect that this face can have on others. And I basically did the same thing even before magic was a possibility. I would expect some sort of attraction from most people, regardless of even their personal gender preferences given this world's working on the soul mechanic. I wouldn't hold that against you at all..." she explained of herself. "You being honest about feeling it isn't anything I'd be grossed out by at all... in fact I find such honesty refreshing considering the circumstances of this face's birth on this world," she said thinking back to the misguided and manipulative nature of her former boyfriend, well she had already admitted to her first actions within this world, not that she expected much by way of memory given his drunken state. "So, we really can be friends. I think we'll make great friends and soul resonance doesn't have to mean anything more or less than what anyone wants it to mean regardless, still I find it odd that you're so shocked by this... if you want to share... I'm all ears~" the girl teased gently. "Also I should say no judgement. I am a demon after all... you have my word on that," she offered the lad with a brilliant smile. She was nothing if not earnest, and she wouldn't leave him the ability to question her desires or anything like that. She also found his dejected nature to be odd considering, she figured he may have been suffering in a far greater way than she might be able to understand, but that wouldn't stop her from empathizing...

While an honest conversation was occurring between Yume and Yuuya, Anais and Ailen were busy making their bodies interlock in a way which would continue to be among at least the elafia's favorites. His tool would be found buried so deep within her person she shivered based on the sensation alone. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit, especially once Ailen began speaking once more. she could pick up on quite a bit even while not looking directly at him with the clarity of sound quality within this space. All his breaths, every word spoken seemed to caress her deep inside. She couldn't help but grin at his words and looked back over her shoulder while wiggling her hips causing him to withdraw just a bit while she did. Having reaffirmed her tip-toed footing she'd begin to speak in an almost innocent but teasing manner. "Shishou♪~ We both know, you'd know if I was doing something on purpose~" she said offering the man a wink before she pushed back against him once more, this time, her core tightened along with her tight muscles as she allowed her rear to rest against his pelvis when she buried him within her this time. 'Oh, being purposefully slutty on your own today! I like drunk you!~' Sinais mentioned seeming to find her lighter self amusing while she was intoxicated. Then just to be absolutely clear on her meaning she allowed the hand that had once pushed away her thong to trace her exposed lower belly and send vibrations of mana through her body directly into cock while she happily sang her own pleasure.

It seemed that Charles wouldn't immediately be talking about his knowledge of inmon. This was fine with Sakura, it seemed they had more pressing issues to deal with the first of which was his throbbing within her body which caused her to tighten more around him. It was quite the refreshing sensation by her own understanding and she couldn't help but continue to move her hips even in this laid back position. It would seem there was quite a bit going on in the mind of Charles as his hips kept their pace. He asked her to avoid finishing the inmon she had, in order for him to properly link to both her and Angelica at the same time. "Hoh?!~" she seemed amused and that almost unsettling smile came back to her face. Either way the mark that had been forming along her pelvis seemed to vanish back from whence it came. Still... she'd continue moving her hips. "That's fine, just don't stop now, Char-kun~" she moaned quietly. At that little thumping within her core seemed to be getting stronger and stronger as he kept it up. She was inching closer and closer her orgasm would overtake her just a few seconds after she spoke with her own hips finally coming to a halt with Charles buried against her depths.

While Astolfo apparently drifted off in satisfaction, Martha was busy questioning everything from her own sanity to her degeneration as a person. There was also the issue of the particulars, did this world have Plan B? She'd never bothered to think about anything like this until it was far too late. And she wasn't some drunken college student being a bit dumb and dealing with a lost condom or something like that. No... this man was literally buried in her womb and stopping what was deposited from escaping. Ah... but she wouldn't get to think about that for too long. As this horse came to a stop the watching sensation she'd been dealing with seemed to reach its maximum and her head turned to find the source of a voice which addressed her directly. "Hindsight is completely clear, and I don't know if this world has Plan B. I've been completely irresponsible and I feel guilty because aside from what I know to be consequences I kind of don't regret it. It is cause for introspection if nothing else," she offered an explanation for no apparent reason to the strange man who'd appeared literally out of nowhere. "I suppose it was you... I felt watching me... there are so many questions. Like why? What kind of caliber do you assume I have as a person... are you like the sex devil or something? I mean I'd assume some kind of crazed manifestation of my own terrible clarity but that seems, wrong." she said all of that and looked towards this man. Did she know him? No. She was sure she'd not seen him before... oh well the world was a big place... with the horse coming to a stop, she'd eventually have to work at righting herself but instead she turned her eyes back towards the sky and sighed. How had she come to be in such a strange situation.