Charles Patricius

One who could casually be called a bitch and own it was an interesting breed of woman. Ashikaga Kimiko may have been called such to her face more than most others, only to claim the approval of those who addressed her in that way. Alas, she was right. Of course that behavior was also one contributing factor to her sacrificed undergarments, not that such a thing mattered to certain people. Kazu's girth and Kimiko's own underwear were both pushed into her asshole until the latter gave way. The sudden sensation of there being nothing between their flesh reminded him of something from long, long ago, yet so soon based on the time they were in presently. It was such a satisfying jolt of friction after having the start of his entrance a bit easier than normal. Kimiko's commentary in the moment warranted a response. "A good what? We're not done pushing yet!" he replied during the tougher part of penetration, just as he grinded the rest of the way into her rectum. It was then that Kazu saw the spreading of Kimiko's legs and felt the additional clench of her hole as a result. Since she was making his first withdrawal more difficult with that added tightness, obviously she was looking for retaliation. As such, his left hand collided swiftly with her ass while his right hand continued the photoshoot.

Ari had some rather funny words to say. Claiming Yugi played with fire was like saying time was passing. Whatever she thought glaring at him with a statement like that would accomplish, the result was only further excitement showing through the throb of his cock. Of course, there was also an odd burning sensation in his chest ─ a very familiar one at that. "Of all the lines, that one? Butcher's gonna burn baby~" he said, amused. Whatever the case, she took his comment as commitment and confirmed reaching the 'diamond' state he asked about. Yugi knew all he needed to know. As for the time constraints Ari assumed... "A few months ago for me, I compressed, expanded and reversed time in a distant reality just to get at a monogamous version of you. I did it all for the fucking sexual thrill. You're always on the list, Ari," he said in reference to a short list of people he'd always bend the laws of time around if necessary or otherwise desired. Moving on to withheld refreshments, there was a sudden dagger at his throat, a glare toward his face, and a demand reaching out to his soul. "Oh fuck~" Yugi said with the widest grin and the most intense throb thus far. He wasn't to test her, apparently. How was he to react to that order? "Yes ma'am!~" he said. The moment Ari demanded 'now' was the moment he let go, as ordered. A mass exodus of semen rushed through his shaft, bursting at the tip into Ari's mouth and pouring out for several seconds. His excitement resulted in an accidental surge of unnecessary power. For Ari, it would be most clear in mana potency and thickness. For the rest of this reality beyond the acausal group, however... there was a moment of lag throughout the planet, and perhaps the solar system as a whole. Only for a second did everything sort of... stop for all conscious beings. The one danger of locking the group in an acausal bubble of sorts, was accidentally blending the acausal with causality on some occasions. Ah, but Yugi wasn't worried about that. Why? He was quite focused with something else held back. Whenever Ari pulled herself away, she'd be subjected to a cheeky splash to the face ─ something of a spiteful retaliation from the black-haired male.

Kimiko would own the aspects of herself without thought or hesitation. Of course, she was also the sort of individual who saw nothing wrong with her own behavior to begin with, as such why wouldn't she simply accept people who could see the truth? Well, such a truth would only be properly accepted from a rare few individuals, and Kazuhiko found himself on such a list. He also found himself on another list, one who could grind his way into Kimiko and make her feel it, even in contrast to the sheer magical power her body possessed. Of course, while this happened... she'd mentioned it being good but they were far from finished. Of course, Kazuhiko would be the one to note that, making the claim that they weren't done pushing. "A good... start, obviously~" Kimiko added with a bit of cheek. Her legs spreading added more friction and a bit more pressure to the withdrawal, but that being said the difficulty made him retaliate and as such when he was taking his picture, he'd be slapping on her on the ass. Doing so would cause her face to shift and her body to clench even more but the extra stimulation was delightful and she'd continue working towards one of the more impressive orgasms she could have. All the while a heat was building in her body and the impact was making her ass giggle. "Oh? I felt a little breeze, did something happen back there?" she questioned with a hint of sarcasm about that slap to her ass, of course, she had her own approaches to most things so... her kind retort still had purpose.

Meanwhile, Yugi was proving himself to be one of those whom Ari's older sister would say... edged the realm of chocolate. Her threatening nature was one thing, but the excitement he showed at threats being uttered was beyond what she would call a normal expression of appreciation. The throbbing of the tool in her hand was one of those tell-tale signs that the man she was with was an odd one, "It felt right," she said of the words she'd spoken. Of course, given their time together she knew of the other forms the lad possessed and their triggers it hadn't been purposeful. There was also the fact that there was a confession made, surrounding the timing necessary for him to get all he wanted. Apparently, not so long ago he'd gone through some very specific extra steps to bag a version of her found in a happy monogamous relationship. "That is quite vain of you..." she mentioned as casually as she mentioned other things, but what couldn't be hidden completely was that little blush marring her otherwise perfect visage. Still that wouldn't stop her from her more violent responses, the teasing had gone too far, and once hitting that boiling point, she was holding a knife at his throat and dishing out orders instead of having their calmer conversation. One might think this was what this type wanted at the end of it all. In fact, everything from the wide grin on his visage to the throbbing of his cock implied it. And then, a command was given and Ari found herself swallowing quite a bit of potent energy. She didn't need potency perhaps this was an accident? The things going on around them didn't make it seem like it was... and what was more, that little shift around them seemed to reach far and wide and for a brief moment time seemed to be something that didn't exist for anyone. But as she pulled away a little splash on her face, let Ari know that this man was still doing exactly as she'd told him not to do. "The audacity of you to let him spite me..." mentioned Ari directly to the cock she unceremoniously flicked the head of before reaching up to move her thumb across her face through that expulsion to pull it into her mouth. Ah, oh well, she supposed there was a bit of time so she'd enjoy her snack and pull the knife away from his throat a moment later playing with it in her hands instead of him. She'd move back and stand prepared to give that little dance in a very specific way, now that she was armed and all.

A good start, Kimiko claimed. Kazu couldn't argue with that. The act of breaking a barrier after entry, feeling the sudden influx of sensation from raw contact, could not be underestimated. His younger self would be discovering that pleasure for the first time, quite soon. How fitting it was that he'd go back to feeling it now when visiting from the future. "I can agree to that," Kazu stated. Following that impromptu slap to the ass, Kimiko let out her bitchy side once more. She felt a breeze, did she? It took some audacity to say that to one who sat upon Jupiter, whose connection to storms was at the pinnacle. Perhaps he'd be a bit cheeky as well? "I don't know. Maybe there's a bug flying around?" was his reply. With that, another slap occurred in unison with a slam deep into Kimi's rear. This one came with both force and mana, producing that trademark spiral at its point of impact to stir the soul it reached. "Oh shit, did I miss?" he asked. "Don't worry; I'll get it!"

Ari was also playing a dangerous game, allegedly because it felt right. The one called Akashi was quite interested in this woman as well, but now was not his time. "Felt right, huh? Were you trying to drag him out? 'Cause I'm not having that right now; you're mine today," he stated firmly. The possessive nature of Great Ones knew no end. Of course, a bit of vanity was also to be expected. The version of Ari he spoke of also commented on his vain behavior during the aforementioned event. "Yeah, you said that then too. Y'know... right before you said harder," he mentioned most casually. He was absolute, as one previously mentioned version of himself mentioned more often than others. Any comparison others had to him were possible due to his own humble nature ─ a simple fact that never really passed his lips. "For what it's worth, that one wasn't the result of a competition. That time happened just because I like it when you break the rules. And for that blush you're also showing me right now~" he added. With that little accident of mana potency occurring, Yugi decided to just act as if nothing was amiss. After all, he had a little prank to observe the aftermath of. A splash onto Ari's face was somewhere near the top of his favorites list. She, however, spoke with his cock again about the audacious spitefulness of the moment before pulling away with that knife in hand. "That wasn't to spite you ─ not completely. You know how markings go. The one on your soul isn't always enough♥~"

An agreement was reached. This was good, of course this was the way that pairs like these seemed to move forward. A good start, a fun time, and people's demands being answered. In this case there would be nothing shared but pleasure even as the pair experienced some randomly nostalgic moments. Whatever Kazuhiko took from this, Kimiko remembered part of her earlier life and one of her first extra experiences which included this young man behaving in a pretty similar way. Still their little jabbing conversation would continue even as he claimed there might have been a bug around. "Oh? Well, make sure to get it, girls don't like bugs~" she claimed as if this was all she needed. Of course, this would only lead to another slap on the ass with such magical force that it left her walls quaking and the depths of her soul stirring. "Hm, I don't know... I might still hear some buzzing~" Kimiko mentioned, ah well, if she was going to continue being slapped on the ass who was she to stop it? Instead she simply kept moving her legs, eventually she would rotate in such a way as to leave her ass exposed to his empty hand while she faced the camera on the other side with one of her legs parallel to his body while the other seemed to dangle towards the floor. Like this she would have answered all of his desires in a technical sense, even as he stirred up a storm in her mana, which her body could naturally hold.

Meanwhile, words that felt right to speak had some potential results which might have been expected or not. When playing with fire a certain existence within Yugi was always one to answer a specific kind of way, but apparently that wouldn't be allowed, no... instead Yugi went on to be quite possessive claiming that she belonged to him today. "Is that how it is?" Ari mentioned lightly amused by that kind of reaction. Those who had many distinct personalities were always quite odd in when they chose their dominant personas for a moment. No matter, either was an acceptable partner to her and she wasn't truly in the mood for an immediate battle and burning this day. Whatever the case, apparently some words she shared were simply well within her vocabulary. Words she spoke about the vanity of this particular man were echoed in his other experience. But apparently only before a certain demand was made, "Sounds like you were being even more vain than I thought~" she mentioned almost snidely. Of course, she had no reason to question the validity of those kinds of statements, she knew the kinds of things she would say, and under what circumstances and saw the other versions of herself as her. This one had his demonic leaning and enjoyed teasing forms of Ari into breaking rules, apparently such a thing was done like that and not just for the sake of competition and for the blush. "One day, you'll get stabbed for flattering me like that..." she mentioned, as if she didn't know of a time she'd done such a thing already, but that was fine.. The truth of his words was always obvious and that sort of thing was why they worked in some cases. For now she stood before him hearing that some times the marks on her soul simply weren't enough... that the outside ones were necessary. "Uh-huh..." she murmured willing to leave that one alone for the moment. Still there was a dance performance to put on, and a knife gently turning in her hands. A store with a soundtrack had enough of a beat to let her move her body away and show a bit. A twirl, a spin, and that knife would simply moved across her body splitting openings for her chest to spill out of her top. As it continued it on it would shift again. little cuts being made to reveal more skin and eventually she'd be bending over her ass facing him and that dagger making a few precision cuts right up until it sliced open her bottoms to reveal her folds and rear to the lad. A little dance was what she'd call it, and it'd last for the duration of whatever song happened to be playing within the store.

Insects of some sort surely must have been attracted to the acausal. Yugi previously claimed no manner of creature could perceive them as they were, but that couldn't be the case. Kimiko obviously had a fly, mosquito, or some other sort of pest flying dangerously close to her backside. Oh well; Kazu would be sure to rid her of it. "I got you covered, Ishy! Be patient with me though; being in this body is giving me some lag issues or something~" The utter bullshit he spewed was of no consequence; they both knew what was going on. Even Kimiko herself claimed to hear some buzzing, as if to say the imaginary bug persisted. In making that claim, she turned her body to achieve the third position he mentioned at the onset of this round. Facing his phone was an excellent choice as well; he'd be getting quite a few snaps with a front-facing camera while pistoning into her arse. All the while, it seemed he was adamantly trying to swat that bug ─ which apparently only flew around the same area, switching cheeks at best. Perhaps more magical force would do the trick? That was worth trying for the next three collisions. . .

All the while, Yugi was still having his vanity called into play. He wouldn't be disregarding the notion, but he wouldn't relish it either. The event they presently discussed was among his greatest recent achievements, at least from a personal perspective. "I wouldn't say I was being vain at the time, but to each their own. Either way, you were definitely the star that day. I kept a bubble if you want it~" he offered casually. Ari went on to claim he'd one day be stabbed for his teasing and flattery. That wasn't much to think about; she was obviously past the point of doing so several times. "Wouldn't be the first time. Maybe one day you'll make sense of why sincere appreciation of you is worth stabbing someone. You'd think that would have disappeared during the first big reset," Yugi mused. Regardless, the flattery would never stop. There were too many reasons to do so, and moreover too many positives to come from it. Ah, but other things were at hand as well. Completely separate from ceaseless flattery was an arranged dance to be performed in the most unique and epic fashion. She'd stepped away from him with a knife in hand. Yugi considered the idea of her using it as a prop, and he did have his hopes for what sort... but the truth in front of him was better than any imagination. Wide-eyed and open-mouthed, Yugi watched the graceful movements of a swordswoman in a class all her own for thousands of years... but it wasn't just that. He also witnessed the practiced and tactful approach of a natural-born killer, a woman who effortlessly and seamlessly sliced through her own clothing in the perfect positions to unveil the flesh beneath. He knew from the beginning she would not cause injury to herself, but the artistic execution of stripping in such a way was... a marvel, to say the least. An eventual reveal of her undercarriage through some particular slashes would probably have Yugi standing at attention for the next century, as he'd hold that visual for ages to come. "I-uh... woah. This is so fucking intense I'm never going soft again. I'm making another one," he said with more surety than he said most things. Two 'bubbles' involving this woman were definitely being made in such close proximity to each other, and he wasn't thinking twice about it!

Whatever insect was buzzing about in this dressing room, Kimiko had Kazuhiko on her side. Several slaps to her ass would continue to occur as he tried and 'failed' to locate the pest which haunted her. No matter, there was no rush and she was quite enjoying the physical contact. Still, she couldn't have him taking the completely leisurely stroll into the slaying in question. "I mean, I'll try but I'm not made of patience or anything~" she claimed happily. With one leg on his shoulder and one towards the floor she was given both intense feelings and a bit of relaxation. That piston action happening for Kimiko was doing her in... of course it was only being added to. Many pictures snapped by the lad would have her breasts bouncing and her face reaching a deeper and deeper shade of red. By the time climax was finally reached, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and her eyes were rolled up in her head. This was the good part, and what she'd been waiting for when running into the youngest form of this lad. Absolute destruction at the hands of a 'nice guy'.

At the same time, Yugi was considering his vanity. He claimed the act wasn't that, and that he'd even take a stabbing for the flattery as it wouldn't be the first time. Ari knew her own behavior well enough and such was her basic reaction to being overwhelmed. Still his casual offer of a bubble wasn't one she wanted, there were very few times she wanted to see herself in action and most of those actions were not sexual at all. "Iia, I don't enjoy those sorts of views of myself," she mentioned firmly. Still the fact that someone else did enjoy it enough to keep the memory said a lot, and would contribute to one of those odd emotional fluctuations which left her normally feeling quite murderous in response. "Resets or no, I'm still me... stabbing is a normal reaction to emotional overstimulation," she commented almost absently, other women understood how irrationally they responded to similar things but it was obviously not anything to gripe over. No, instead there was a show to put on, one of elegance, and violence the way this one preferred her life. Artfully did she cut openings into her clothes to make her more sexually available while she was moving her body about quite a bit. But as she finished flashing herself at the lad, it would seem he had quite the interesting response. He claimed he was making another one after giving a thorough bit of excitement. Ari peeked behind her and looked stunned. What was she to do in a situation like this? Well the first thing was to fluster... "I didn't expect that to be so effective," she mentioned managing to be almost sheepish. Still, having tried it out in this moment she felt fairly confident in her own form of strip, definitely a weapon worth honing and utilizing. "Well what are you waiting for, shows over," she snapped at the end, not one to be left under someone else's visual scrutiny for too long after she'd managed to reach a point of embarrassment.

Anyone who knew the name Ashikaga Kimiko probably knew she wasn't the most patient individual. Luckily for her, Kazu wasn't the type to keep her waiting ─ if only because he was too excitable to keep himself waiting. Slapping and thrusting carried on without fail, all the way through Kazu witnessing the changes of Kimiko's face through his phone's screen. In the moment, he actually forgot this wasn't something being done for his current self. All pictures existed in his past, for his past... but some were different, new memories forming in the present and retroactively at once. He fully understood the joy these two got from traveling through time and space with their deviance. Ah, but one satisfactory orgasm was no ending ─ it was a beginning. By the time he finished squashing that imaginary bug, Kazuhiko's freed arm was wrapped around Kimiko's elevated thigh to prepare for another shift. "So I think I got it. You're welcome, by the way. There's something else bugging me, though. Might have to do a thing~"

Ari had no apparent interest in receiving one of the 'bubbles' containing her alternate self's experiences. Yugi totally understood that she didn't want to see herself in that way, but of course he had other reasons for offering as well. "Oh, give me a little more credit than that. There's some good action in it too," he assured. On the topic of her violent reactions to fluster, it did indeed seem ingrained on her soul. In all fairness, it was one of her more endearing traits. "That seems to be the case for you. But hey, I can't say anything negative about it. Go off, queen~" he said in a lighthearted manner. From that moment forward, Yugi didn't have much more to say. He watched, he gawked, he... absorbed everything happening in front of him until the end of Ari's dance warranted speech. At that point, there was a conversation to have. She didn't expect such effectiveness? She should have! "Fucking why? That was so awesome, and so... you! I can't imagine anyone else pulling something like that off ─ not anywhere in the known multiverse. Well... not on themselves, anyway," he babbled. Ari went on to rush him, bringing attention to the ended show and prompting Yugi's immediate movement in her direction. "Obviously I'm waiting for my hearts to stop beating so fast after seeing that! So..." Yugi paused there, pressing himself and his ridiculous firmness against her backside and urging her body closer to the counter they previously spoke of. "How do you think the structure's gonna hold up?"

A lack of patience combined with another's excitability led to one of Kimiko's favorite kinds of moments. One in which she was given exactly what she wanted without hesitation and with much gusto and effort. Continuous slapping and thrusting would do great things for her, and when she relaxed post her orgasm it would seem they weren't done yet. Yes, well, all of this was originally done for the sake of giving young Kazuhiko the pictures he seemed to enjoy so much, but that didn't mean any intended to not have more fun in the interim. One could never truly be enough and there was no reason for such unreasonable limits. "Go ahead, you doing things is always fun, Ouki~" Kimiko chimed seeming to be quite pleased as a leg was held in his now emptied hand and she felt the residual almost swirling sting on her ass cheek.

Meanwhile post her stripping Ari was told about the action in that previous scene. While she did enjoy some good action, she could imagine a monogamous her being violent in response to a proposition very easily without the need of seeing it. "Still unnecessary, trust isn't in question in this case," she mentioned. it wasn't about trusting him to show her something, it was instead about her lack of interested of things. The flirty response to the idea of a violent response to flattery was also something noted. The truly deviant all seemed to enjoy the idea that she could and would stab them under the right or wrong circumstances. Still beyond that part of their conversation was the reaction to her little show. She'd not put much extra thought into it, consulting with a few of the freer people she spoke to, she'd been encouraged to do her own thing, but this was quite the rave review. "Well, I was kind of going for something me..." she mentioned, even so, just a bit of trial and error didn't always yield results. Her snippy general reply though was met with the idea that he was trying to get his hearts to stop beating, "Magical world bullshit," she called on that particular logic, but beyond that there was a question of the sturdiness of the structure she aimed to lean against. "If it's magic it won't survive, if it's physical... well it'll probably crash, but you got that covered right? Since it was your suggestion~" she said in a gentle flirting tone. Still, she found herself wiggling her hips against his erection, arching her spine as if properly aligning for their bodies to meet. It wasn't as if she planned to let him back out of it after he'd suggested it.

The concept of a singular round was basically nonexistent for certain individuals, such as those present within the dressing room currently. Kazuhiko never cared much for restraint anyway. Once he found Ashikaga Kimiko to be a readily acceptable sex partner in any number of cases, it went without saying that he'd never even think about a short round without having explicit reason to end things prematurely. Of course it helped that she always found a way to enable him, and he, her. From imaginary bugs in need of swatting, to a random unmentioned desire, there was often something else fun on the horizon. "Awesome! It's been way too long since..." The remainder of Kazu's thought process was delivered in the form of action. It had been a while since he and Kimiko faced one another, at least from his own perspective. With that being the case, he pulled her leg in such a way as to rotate her body. Kimiko would be stopped only when she faced the ceiling, that leg previously slung over Kazu's shoulder being supported by his arm instead. Kazuhiko would henceforth be grinding roughly against her anal walls even while feeling a familiar connection to himself activate within her. "Is that what I think it is? That thing works here too?!" he asked, clearly surprised.

Despite the presence of 'action' in the memory bubble he offered, Ari showed no interest. There was no issue in terms of trust, but instead an issue of content. Oh well. "Suit yourself. You'll probably fight that Apostle in this reality too... maybe. Still not sure how those guys work," he murmured. The reality they were discussing had become quite anomalous, resulting in some things occurring at an odd time for any reality. Well, that was neither here nor there. As for the potency of her recent dance/tease, Ari admitted to going for something more... herself. She absolutely succeeded! "You keep being you, Ari. It's what we're all here for," Yugi praised. Skipping past the 'magical world bullshit' she always griped about with only a laugh as response, Yugi began the process of grinding against her backside in earnest. The counter she leaned against was in no way stable enough to survive the coming encounter, but... yes, there was something he could do about it. Would he, though? Well, he did seem a bit more interested in the alignment of hips and eventual glide forward to push into Ari's canal, slowly but surely. "Yeah, sure... it'll be fine," he said with a blatant amount of carelessness.

Kazuhiko and Kimiko were meeting again in a way that led to Kimiko's happiness. That was to say, they were meeting as equals which was always something worth celebrating. When meeting as such, she gained a bit of amusement from allowing him to go wherever his adventurous spirit took him. Right now, he was one partially finished sentence in and was turning them to face each other as he continued to grind into her rear with an aggression that she found amazing. "Ah, like this then... well no complaints from me then," she mused as she wiggled her hips against those invasive thrusts and met them happily while she adjusted to this new method of holding. It seemed that there was something the more mature version of Kazuhiko understood to be within her body which only made her laugh, "Is it what you think it is? I mean... magic is weird I assume it is... it's not like those kinds of connections respect time or space, they always sort of work~" she claimed not fully acknowledging what he may have found. "You'd have to try it out to know~" she said in a gently leading manner. It mattered little what kind of experimentation happened in moments like this, it only mattered that those who understood them could abuse them, it was a thing often done when people like her and Yugi found themselves in different versions of the world at large.

Meanwhile, Yugi was speaking of the potential action sequence that Ari would be missing out on by not taking that particular bubble. He spoke of something called an Apostle and claimed she might get to fight one herself though he wasn't entirely sure how they worked. "That sounds like fun, I do like figuring out the killing part on my own, no need for spoilers~" claimed Ari who was always ready to find a way to end something. Moving on from that, her attempt to be herself was something praiseworthy, and it made her face blush, they were here for her to be her normal violent and odd self. Even knowing that information for quite a long time, didn't make that any less embarrassing as a sentence. "You didn't have to say..." she uttered almost tersely. That was another reaction quite normal to her. Regardless, the stability of their current point of contact wasn't something Yugi was worried about. Though the way he said it implied a recklessness not one of careful consideration. "Alright but when you end up on the bottom because I won't be falling through it's on you," she claimed as that slow push forward stole her words and left her panting with anticipating instead. A little wiggle of her hips would be all that was left as he made his push forward and she appreciated this current act.

Kazuhiko very much enjoyed dealing with this time-traveling pair. Every time they met in a different way, there was a new discovery to make. That spiral of mana Kimiko felt in her bottom was something he remembered applying. Kimiko herself may have been a bit snippy about confirming it, but... he definitely knew what it was. "That's awesome! I mean, I knew it worked before, but I figured it wouldn't respond in this body or in a time before I put it there. That just makes the plan easier!" he exclaimed jovially. As for the plan itself, Kazu put it into action posthaste, first by adding a twisting motion to his hips. Once the process of stirring Kimiko's rear began properly, his hand moved to cup the very same cheek that first swirl had been applied to. A stirring of the soul would ensue, opposing the motions of his dick and mana within her. This one didn't need to be told what happened when hurricanes and typhoons met one another, nor did she need to know what it felt like inside her own body by now. If anything, Kazu would be keeping his camera at the ready for the coming moments... all to give his past self another goal to reach for.

Ari did enjoy figuring out the 'killing' part of encounters on her own, and such wanted no spoilers of the potential future event. Yugi shrugged. "I never said you killed it. That's part of the unknown list," he answered. Apostles and those they were connected to remained a relative mystery, even to those who vacationed in the time vortex itself. No matter; it was more imperative to someone like Yugi that people of Ari's ilk be flustered at every viable opportunity. He didn't have to say, she claimed. She was wrong. "Yeah I did," he insisted. With that, they would begin the session at long last. Ari had but a single warning as he gradually entered her body, and... it wasn't much of a warning at all, really. Yugi took more from the panting that occurred as he slid forward. "You think I'll complain about being on the bottom? As if. Careful, though. Talking like that will lead to you falling for different reasons~" he teased while reaching the end of her canal, where he proceeded to throb against her cervix. "Unless that's what you want♥~"

It would seem Kimiko's snippy answers were enough for someone like Kazuhiko to run with his assumptions. Marks placed on the soul responded to the one's who placed them or more accurately the soul of those who created them. It was easy enough for something to exist on a soul that would be there to respond to the right energy contact. "It wouldn't respond to your younger self, it'd only respond to my Ouki. That's the way stuff like that works~" she claimed. Kazuhiko would go through quite a lot in his life, changing him into the version of the man who was her favorite to interact with. As it stood, the body he was currently inhabiting was only just beginning that journey so... it'd be a while yet. How would she be rewarded for telling him this information? A swirling sensation in her rear, which was met with an opposing one from her soul. Ooh, that was always something interesting. A pair of storms seemed to be combining within her soul. As the swirls reached their maximum her face changed. She drooled her tongue flew out of her mouth and her body hummed with erratic energy. It was always such a chaotic feeling, it always fed so many different aspects of her to feel it. She'd do nothing but enjoy it in the meantime.

Ari on the other hand was being told about a version of her who might not have killed something, interesting. "Sou ka, it's always nice when you can't kill something. Though I feel like I should worry, I tend to marry things I can't appropriately kill," she murmured seeming to tease herself about a bad habit she currently had. Oh well, her violence was one thing, her attitude was another and now, without question she was living a different kind of life. Yugi claimed he had to say the thing he did, and she could only disagree, she knew it was one of those little jabs to make her fluster, but that didn't stop the natural reaction. Her body was always a traitorous little beast, and being reborn had changed nothing about it. Still he finally reached the end, of her, without crossing the barrier, he throbbed against the entrance to her womb and teased her about his placement in this endeavor. "Hmphf, say that now..." she murmured still there was more to do and depth to reach, she didn't remember telling him he could hold back against her either. "What I want is for you to finish what you started!" she snapped, "Deeper!" a command to be taken the way she wished was exactly what she would do, as her body waited for compliance and she fell into the groove of such an activity.

As Kazu received a more proper explanation of how certain magical interactions worked throughout space and time, he found satisfaction. He would have missed the ability to abuse this particular interaction. Now that he had it, though, he wouldn't be wasting any time. Two active mana storms happening within a single body was dangerous. Forming them within a body with such dense mana was even more dangerous over time, but... they'd done worse. What did it matter if they nearly made a black hole or something again? Not worrying about something like that allowed him the freedom to keep pumping into Kimiko's rectum while collecting images of her reaction to the magic. Ah, but there was more. Kazuhiko decided to leave his former self a video as well this time ─ one he started recording only after speaking of its existence. "That's my Ishy! Let's push it! I'm switching to video!" he announced.

Much to her own credit, Ari did have an interesting track record of marrying people she had issues attempting to kill. He'd been one of those, and so had at least two others. What of the Apostle, though? Well... "You do have a habit of that, huh?" he replied, neither confirming nor denying any marriage she had or didn't have to the aforementioned being. Moving on, the topic of Yugi finding himself on the bottom was one Ari continued to push. No way would he think negatively of that eventuality. For now though, he was content to rest where he was... until Ari began spewing demands as he knew she always would. Deeper, she ordered. A wide grin spread across Yugi's face, and that poor counter's fate was sealed for the near future. "Well who would I be to disappoint Artoria Pendragon herself? A shit knight, I think?" he said cheekily. The density of his mana entered her womb before he did so physically, only intensifying as he actually pushed beyond that final barrier to legitimately fill the chamber. "Deep enough, or is this an Origin deep kind of day? You tell me."

Kazuhiko and Kimiko were combining things that should have likely been left separate. It wasn't their first time doing so, and probably wouldn't be their last, it was very much a thing Kimiko enjoyed along with generally getting herself wrecked. As a low pressure system and a high pressure system of opposite polarities met within her body, Kimiko felt the density of her own mana and his meeting and couldn't keep the pleasurable sounds from escaping her. She knew her face was probably doing several crazy things, from her eyes rolling back to her tongue hanging out, maybe even a little drooling, though she wasn't as prone to that one as some others. Ah, but what was he saying now? He was switching to video! "You're going to have me looking crazy in 4k!~" she mused not even knowing if that one made sense in the present time, but such jokes were too normal for her to avoid. She happily continued moaning, moving and feeling that magic condensing in the deepest parts of her body. Making a storm like this had some magical effects which would reverberate quite a bit but that was neither here nor there... it was nothing which couldn't be handled.

Speaking of things that couldn't be handled, the bad habits of the blonde now leaned against the counter were acknowledged. She was made only passingly curious by the idea that may she'd decided to marry whatever an apostle was, based solely on the fact that she'd not managed to kill it. Perhaps some would say that her litmus test for potential partners was a bit odd, but it was definitely a mark of hers. She'd accept it and move on from now. Whatever the case, that throbbing against her cervix would not be allowed to be the end of anything. In fact, she'd not taken anything like that even before... she was definitely not accepting anything resembling a half-assed attempt. Ah, but it seemed he acknowledged that with gusto. Providing her with filling sensation that was thick while only being the 'atmosphere' of such a sensation and then moving on to passing the barrier in question. Her knees wobbled just a bit at the sudden intrusion. "Definitely that..." she wheezed out as her core convulsed and she felt that tension ease just a bit. That being said she was far from being disappointed and in the here and now. "I'm still standing~" she mentioned in a teasing voice as she regained her balance and bounced back against him. Was there even any point in holding back? No one among them would ever encourage such a thing... "Is there even any point in asking that right now?" she countered. "I didn't say it was deep enough~" she claimed.

Kazuhiko may have been actively evolving the approach of his past self here and now, all by providing a video of Kimiko instead of just the pictures. Some things were too great for still images, he once learned. The ability to see movement, to hear sounds, to process words and phrases, all to truly replicate the moment and leave no room for memory lapses ─ these were features he found worthwhile. Kimiko however, thought she'd be caught looking crazy in 4k resolution. What an interesting thing that was to say right after his recording started; it triggered a certain desire within the male as he watched her face contort. "As if! You look way more awesome now! Say hi~" he urged. In the meantime, the pair of storms occurring inside Kimiko had something slipping between them. Streaks of mana were bursting forth like lightning within the storm, delivering unto Kimiko sensations well beyond anything produced with physical movement ─ even without altering any movements he made. Such would be how he continued for some time to come.

Yugi's maneuver to abuse his own mana's nature seemed effective as always, causing a wobble in the blonde's legs as he moved toward 'true penetration' as it was often called. She agreed that he'd be a terrible knight to disappoint in this moment, but that didn't seem it would be the case at all. She regained balance before any major alterations took place. Still standing indeed was the woman, but what did Yugi think of that? "For now, yeah," he said simply. When receiving Artoria's counter, he sensed... a challenge of sorts. If she didn't think the end of her womb was deep enough, surely she was signing herself up for something on a different type of scale entirely. Yes, that must have been the reason for that long ponytail ─ something for Yugi to snatch with one hand as his pelvis slammed into her backside for the second thrust. Stretching her entrance and womb wouldn't be enough, especially when she could handle so much more. "Then what are you saying? Instructions unclear; dick stuck in limbo," he stated. Even so, his mana signature was already creeping its way into the fabric of her soul, reaching out first to parallels of herself in a technically dangerous manner. If he kept at it, there was a chance of some issues to fix in this reality later, but... what was the point of cars having brakes anyway?

Crazy in 4k was actually something Kimiko found to be quite normal. Even so, those with the realest version of images of her, never had a cross word to say about those images they received. In fact, the future form of Kazuhiko was on a very odd mailing list of hers in the past, where she'd send him a batch of images to help pick her favorites. No matter, if a video was what he wanted, a video he would receive. Still, she was told to say 'hi' and complimented so why not? "Hi...Hyuck!~" a bit of a storm was one thing, but those lightning strikes within her person were something all together different. She found herself moaning and hiccupping instead. Well, no matter she was having quite the good time already so there was no need to do anything but enjoy the experience. She moved her hips, contributing to that storm, all the while they worked her together to another orgasm. The magical nature of the space around them would do a bit to hold it in, but 'Diviner' was becoming a space occupied by the divine instead of one that simply dressed people divinely.

At the same time, Artoria Pendragon was busy holding herself up against one of those rare unstoppable forces she seemed to enjoy encountering. "I don't need that kind of negativity right now," she affirmed as she found her balance and bounced her rear back against him. She'd had her core desire acknowledged and the lad had plunged all the way into her depths. There was the odd weight associated with him which had her feeling something almost oppressive just from the feeling of his cock buried within her. And what was more, it wouldn't be stopping. She knew this man quite well by now, and knew that he didn't resist things he was provoked into regardless of the consequences. She'd once questioned this, but now it was simply something to take advantage of, "I'm saying go as deep as you can... no one comes to you for anything half-assed," she asserted. She could already feel it. Though he'd claimed to be in limbo, she was sure from the core of her being she felt other versions of herself already experiencing the kind of pressure she did. Such should have been dangerous but that was his problem to fix if it caused it. Yes, that was how she decided to think about it, and that is how most people thought about interactions with him. Instead she'd enjoy the feeling of a single entity touching multiple aspects of her existence across space time through her.

Well, Kazuhiko certainly got the 'hi' he was looking for. He got that, and a bit more, through the camera phone for his younger self's viewing pleasure. The memories he had of this event were even beginning to shift accordingly, as if they were blown around between the storms and supercharged by the pulses. Obviously, these alterations were safer than he thought. Nothing else in his memory changed, as the goal he decided upon this day was a firm one regardless. No... actually, something did change. His past self was becoming even more dedicated in the time leading toward a reunion with Kimiko. The day they met again had become a bit more intense than he first remembered, but surely that was fine. Actually, since things were already changing and he'd successfully gotten that greeting, Kazuhiko wondered why he shouldn't make another push when Kimiko reached orgasm again. In the end, he decided there was no reason to avoid taking the chance. "Oi oi, everything's getting way better! Anything else while we're rolling?"

Meanwhile, another form of time was being endangered in a very different way. First came Artoria's mention of negativity, which Yugi wholly disagreed with. "Isn't falling positive? This isn't a war," he responded most casually before moving on. In progressing toward the next topic, he found that breach of Artoria's soul expanding even further still, and with much rapidity. She wanted him to go as deep as he could. True enough, Yugi was never one to half-ass his effort in these situations. Interestingly enough, he could sense the variants reached by his soul. Among the closest was not a matter of time or actual closeness to Yugi himself, but instead one of proximity. Hoshimi Eri, her 'original' self, wasn't very far from their current location. Such was the problem he'd considered, but also a problem he didn't care much about right now. "All ass or no ass. You got it, Ari♥~" he agreed while pulling that ponytail closer to his own torso and stretching himself through her timestream. He'd do so until he reached what some would call... an Old One deep, deep down the multitude of lines. Every version of Artoria would be feeling the force of his thrusts henceforth ─ even those which didn't exist yet.

Kimiko's day was going swimmingly. She knew for a fact that whatever she'd done this particular day, definitely influenced the actions of the lad she was with, by a lot. She had that knowledge already simply remembering her own first day with him, even so... that didn't mean she'd short him anything on their 'first' meeting, so long as it didn't have the sort of effects on the time line that would need to be fixed later. Using his older self as a medium she was allowed to have the fun she'd been missing out on when they'd first encountered each other and... thus felt a bit more pliable. She'd given him his hello, even with proverbial cosmic lightning striking in her soul. And it would only get worse as he continued on, she was moving towards orgasm with rapidity, but there was nothing to be done about it. By the time he asked her if she had anything else to say, she was so close to orgasm that she only wanted one thing, "Blah!~ You know better, if I wanted to say stuff, I would, just fuck me~" she sounded like she was begging and in truth she was, she was far too close to the edge of the abyss to back off now. No, she needed a release, of the stormy variety, even if it meant her full destruction. Kimiko was technically a very specific kind of girl, she wanted partners who took charge of her life in one aspect, because she spent so much time in control of all other aspects. If she decided someone was good enough to fuck, they didn't need extra permissions or anything like that... just to get to work.

Meanwhile, falling was presumed to be a positive, as this wasn't a war. "It's always war...." Artoria claimed. Even if she willingly walked into these sorts of situations which would destroy her sensibilities, that didn't mean she always felt like losing. Those things had to be separated and she had to take victory in her valiant efforts instead of the outcome, such was how she made peace with her own behavior. It was probably also how she ended up married to the ones she didn't want to kill. In the meantime Artoria was hearing something she'd heard quite a few times dealing with this one, 'All ass or no ass...' was one of those odd statements which always rang true to her, even in her more prim and proper forms. "Good!~" she claimed, as he pushed even further in. The movements of her hips were something she was in control of, but she could barely tell with the sheer pressure being extended across her existence. She could feel it in versions of her she knew and those she didn't. It only became more intense the deeper in he went, until that feeling met even the eldest version of the woman in front of him and it seemed to even crack an eye at the intrusion but enjoy it nonetheless. The tightening of her core, which started wouldn't be stopping. These sorts of entanglements usually meant she'd lose control of her legs in the near future, but that was also fine, for the time she had them, she'd use them even as she orgasmed repeatedly under his scurtiny.

When dealing with Ashikaga Kimiko, there was always one certainty. Either one would rise to challenges spoken and unspoken, or one would fall. Once upon a time, Kazuhiko did both. Earlier this very day, but so long ago for his current consciousness, he rose to all challenges presented by Kimiko and by himself... and he fell short. Such was how his current iteration was brought here, sadly. Ah, but the glorious day of reckoning was ahead of them still. He'd see and remember the day tables were turned, when top became bottom and the role of victor switched. In the meantime, his current self had something to do. Kimiko didn't have anything else to say in the moment, but there was an order... or was it such? No, that tone wasn't so demanding as to be called an order. Balance that once flipped from one side to the other had long since become something more equal... but in equality, there was chaos. Balance wasn't eternal; it was a constant state of flux as Kimiko and Yugi had once explained. Here and now, it seemed shifted in Kazu's favor. What was he to do with it? Well... "Wooh, testy! It's not like you're in dire need of a fix or anything!" he stated. Even with that claim, Kazu upped the ante in a physical sense. He'd not been working his hips with too much focus before now, but doing so affected the mana storms at their cores. Of course, he also thought to let that empty hand collide with Kimiko's arse once more ─ this time in a spiteful manner which fueled that swirl in her backside with a surge of extra mana to bring it forth fully.

Just as one could expect of Artoria Pendragon, she insisted that sexual encounters were always war. They would likely never agree on that matter. If one were to ask Yugi, he'd let sex and war fall under another umbrella ─ one he'd be mentioning shortly. Tugging Artoria's hair a third time, he pulled her head close enough to be kept in proximity via a hand at the front of her neck. His own face was positioned next to hers, their lower halves limited to a deep, rough grinding for the time being. "It's not a war; it's a game. War's a game too. You can either lose against me, or win with me. Your choice," he stated firmly. In that time, there was something eerie leaking out of his shadow to encompass himself, Artoria, even the counter beneath her. His call of 'all ass or no ass' was to be taken very seriously. Danger to the counter was the least concerning thing now. The more Artoria tightened around him, the more Yugi's mana swelled within her. Acknowledgement from the Old One was also noted as he stirred the womb of this vessel. "That's almost as deep as possible. Say, you don't remember exploding during this time period, do you?" he wondered.

To challenge the nature of others was simply a part of Kimiko's being. That was something she shared with her main and likely truest partner. That being said, there was always room for growth and expansion which was something she acknowledged through various means. A time or two, one called Kazuhiko might have found himself incapable of meeting such a challenge but that didn't mean she'd stop seeing him. If only for moments like this one, where she found herself being stirred in quite the magical way and being treated exactly how she desired. He was one of few capable of this sort of thing, and she wasn't one to turn him down when he was capable of it. Even if her demands were made in a less than friendly manner. She was called 'testy' by Kazuhiko as he began working his hips properly. That extra stirring had her body pushing towards its end once more, but it would only be added to by that slap on the ass which properly activated the mark on her being. On her butt cheek showed a swirling mark and in her eyes pupils glowing in the shape of spades. "Aaaaah, I'm cumming♥~" she moaned delightedly. Of course she didn't mean for him to stop, simply an announcement this time, as he'd earned it. Beyond that she continued on, even as her hips continued accepting his movements and her empty core collapsed around nothing. Her entire attitude though, did seem to switch, from demanding to sweet in just a few moments of a long orgasm.

At the same time, Artoria was being confronted by one of those facts which in general set off her more violent tendencies. According to Yugi, this wasn't war, but war was also a game, and one could either win with him, or lose against him. A simple choice true enough but that didn't mean she had to like it, "This kind of filthy cheating fuckery is exactly my problem with you~" she moaned. Of course, that didn't mean she would chose anything other than her own victory regardless of the extra cost. "I will always chose to win... that doesn't mean I'll like you more for it!" she claimed almost tersely. Well such was the nature of a tsundere and she'd been rather open about her emotions for too long. A few too many of these kind of moments did indeed lead her back to her roots, regardless of how far she'd walked away from them. Still she kept up her motions against his intrusion as he claimed to be about as deep as he could go, he asked if she remembered exploding in this time period, that took a bit of thought... "I didn't think like that during this time period. If I am remembering this day correctly, I did wake from a dream with messy sheets, and simply assumed I'd murdered something awesome in my dreams~" she claimed as if it was a reasonable explanation for that sort of sensation. But if it was instead, a simple proximity cross of her more mature self, with her younger one, she truly didn't envy time-travelers their lives.

Two shifts were occurring in unison, both toward a more natural state of being. In the dressing room, Ashikaga Kimiko began leaning more toward the 'dere' side of tsundere demeanor. More force when necessary always seemed to do the trick, so long as one could produce enough. Adding a mighty enough thrust to some magical influence was one assured method, but having that mark on her rear/soul to work with made things all too easy. One moment of submission often became something eternal in these cases. Lo and behold, eyes shone with a spade-like symbol as her anal walls convulsed around Kazu's girth, and her vaginal walls around naught but themselves. Her accompanying announcement did wonders for the camera. Kazuhiko's younger self would be inheriting goals the likes of which he never thought possible, even while believing himself some sort of god. "Oooh, that was nice♥~" he said while relishing in that extended flush of mana from the girl. With that, however, he slammed into her again, both inside and out. Kazuhiko knew exactly how things could go now that such a symbol was showing in her eyes. The alleged 'cruel princess' was no longer here for the moment. "Don't stop. Do it again~" he demanded.

At the same time, another tsundere was leaning more into her natural 'tsun' state. Such an angry girl Artoria Pendragon was, yet still she would choose assured victory. It was the better option regardless. She could be considered an equal, but only acknowledged as such ─ never in reality. He and Kimiko had long since become something of a different nature ─ something that couldn't truly exist in any reality. Rules, laws, orders... they were all nonsense. "You don't have to like me any more than you do already. Is that even possible anyway? A lot of your variants have had some interesting things to say when they weren't in tsuntsun mode~" he teased. For all she had to say, he still wasn't hearing a true negative response. Better still, it seemed any effect he had on the current timeline's version of the woman was already a non-issue. "A dream, huh? Best kind of excuse. Anyway... I can feel all the way back to Gelenka, and the darkness is here. Be valiant~" he teased further. The hand at Artoria's neck squeezed, and his other hand tightly grasped her hip. Those grinding motions intensified as he wedged himself into her very Origin. A sample of his essence would pass through her timeline from there, as if to rouse any variants of interest and appeal to any possible state of oneness in the woman. All the while, that creeping shadow enshrouding them continued to strip reality of its hold on their bodies.

The softness of Ashikaga Kimiko was something which could be considered rare to witness. Her public persona was far too rigid to be anything as malleable as she managed to be in certain sexual situations. A few people got the joy of a Kimiko who wasn't being bratty, bossy or bitchy. And those rare specimens had quite the great deal of control over her body and soul. Such would be obvious as Kazuhiko managed to get a secondary rise out of the girl which left her happily telling him of her rise. Of course, he was still recording and of course he was still receiving the type of natural disposition so rarely seen. He claimed it was nice, and she was pleased, with a blushing face and throbbing loins and rear, Kimiko could very well drown out a lot for the sake of a moment like this. Another slam into her person, both inside and out and a demand to do it again would be answered. The swirling mana in her body and the extra friction could easily do so, but the demand on her soul combined with the relinquished control would only serve to make it a necessity of both her body and soul. "Hai! Ouki♥!~" she squealed happily as that sensation continued in her body well past what should have been the limit.

Meanwhile, Artoria Pendragon was busy falling towards the self that fell apart. Unable to articulate her actual feelings and showing anger instead of genuine emotion, she worked up to this particular pace. "You could just shut the fuck up!" snapped Artoria in response to the teasing. Of course as she fell apart it was more obvious the way she thought. How she felt about people wasn't something she always said, and it definitely wasn't something she wished to be confronted with in the middle of coitus. One day, someone would just accept their victories quietly but it seemed she did not know many who would. As they kept it up, another tug of her hair left her in a prime position for a modification she quite enjoyed. A hand upon her neck wasn't the oddest thing to happen to her, and was something she enjoyed enough to make her loins twitch as another moan escaped her lips. What was he saying? The dream was a good excuse and he'd reached much further into her soul than most understood. Her hip was soon gripped and the darkness was here... oh well, that could only mean one thing. "My valiance is never in question," she claimed, the truth of that statement had more depth than many things spoken by anyone. She felt it even more then, that creeping feeling all through her self and various versions of herself. All of them feeling that innate sexual climb, pressure and the magic down to the version of her which was closest to her truest self. Such a feeling was always worth experiencing, even with the potential oddities it caused, those weren't hers to question or deal with however. No, hers was to enjoy so she would, and as he aimed to rouse various forms of her, she felt..more of herself experiencing him than even she conceptualized.

As was often the case, Kazuhiko was having the time of his life. There was a series of images that could be seen through a pair of eyes in the throes of passion, each standing out in their own way. The spade symbol was among the harder ones to deny for its witness, as it presented opportunities quite difficult to come by. People were busy, things had to be done, and there were discussions to be had... but none of that mattered in moments like these. Seeing those eyes, Kazuhiko had reason to believe Kimiko had only a single desire ─ one only he could answer as its current trigger. Rising to the occasion just once wouldn't be enough; he had to reach a more absolute end than normal. Continuance demanded wasn't enough either. Even if it endangered his current body, Kazuhiko had to uphold a certain minimum output from himself. For starters, he had to begin the filling process by letting his mana spill into her rear. Beyond that... well, he'd have to keep that going at pace, presumably for quite some time. Such was how one tended to respond when faced with the 'self-destructive' spade.

Once more, Artoria leaned toward the pricklier side of things. The more she suffered the existence of her own feelings being addressed, the more she relapsed. How cute, Yugi always thought. It seemed she really wanted him to be silent, but... did she really? Did it even matter? Well, the answer to one of those questions was an absolute no. "Still waiting for you to make me," he stated, not at all for the first time in their relationship. Whatever the case, that growing darkness was quickly removing them from Gaia's reality as Yugi completed the process of reaching all Artorias in existence. Her valiance was not a thing to question, as always. To be a light amid the darkness, she'd only enable Yugi's process of consolidating her selves. The power of connections boasted by one world met the density of another as he flooded her womb and Origin. As they'd experienced quite a few times before from Yugi's perspective, the usual flow into the branches of Artoria's Origin would spread out quickly, only to be drawn back in toward the center, dragging those it reached along with it. They wouldn't all be brought inward in a literal sense, but one could call the result its own type of convergence... or perhaps harmonization?

Kimiko was also having the time of her life. In respect to those she allowed to see her in this light, she always seemed completely capable of throwing sensibility to the wind in order to have fun. Kazuhiko as one of his major charm points was always able to make that seem like an even better idea. She could feel it now, the desire for being completely destroyed in the manner she preferred which had been bubbling just below the surface since they met today. And now that she wanted to be 'self-destructive' and he was enabling it, she'd do nothing but accept. How many times, would she reach climax? How many times would she feel that mix of storms exploding within her? Well, it would come with filling and such a filling was rather pleasant. Even as it flowed into her rear power stemming and mixing inside her person. She'd only continue to enjoy it, as she found herself at his mercy. Well this was no problem, he could try and fill her, and she'd accept it.

Meanwhile, Artoria was being told once more that she never properly made the person she told to shut up, quiet themselves. They were always waiting for such an action, but she was always busy at the time, it was like fate. Right now, she was busy, feeling the expanse of his mana across various forms of her existence. All connected to her and her base form at the core. They weren't being pulled into her or anything like that. No, instead as she felt the orgasm building in her own loins, each of them felt it similarly. All versions of herself would be busting at the seams, radiating light which bounced and harmonized all across her timeline. Oh well, it wasn't the first time such a thing had happened, even so it was always such a strange feeling mixing with the overwhelming release which followed it. In fact, at this point those backward bounces gave way to her legs buckling beneath her, and the only thing holding her up physically was the countertop beneath her body and Yugi's hand upon her throat and hip. "Aaaaah!~" Such would be the ringing endorsement, even to her close sleeping form in this very city.

And so began a process that wouldn't reach a quick end, but would reach an absolute one in time. Kimiko's 'destruction' was assured so long as Kazu could pull the ability out of this body. Luckily for him, the mark of the storm could carry some of the burden moving forward. How many times would Kimiko reach orgasm? The count no longer mattered, if it ever did. In time, their position was changed again. The changing room's bench became quite useful, as Kazuhiko was able to lean Kimiko against it, leaning her at a downward diagonal as he plunged down into her rear. Even in a state of acausal existence, the ambient mana of this world was suffering their combined storm. Oh well. Those two had every ability to reset the world, whether it was a difficult feat or not. If Kimiko let things reach such an extent, surely she intended to make any necessary repairs as well. Ah... but his task was now to leave her in no such state, wasn't it? A few more minutes of pummeling would reveal whether there was issue or not either way. . .

In that same passage of time, Artoria was saved from a promised fall by that poor, poor counter. Alas, it only survived the round thus far due to Yugi's intervention. His mana functioned as a buffer for physical constructs of all sorts. Even so, the crumbling began eventually between two orgasmic surges of mana boasting infinite potential each. The material world would be fine, but the same could not be said of the 'sleeping' version of that counter beneath Artoria. If she actually fell, he'd merely descend with her. The pumping of his hips wasn't nearly done, after all.

Was there anything to worry about as Kimiko's continued destruction went on at Kazuhiko's hands? Not really, there was a certain amount of energy that Kimiko could always absorb into herself. Even when delivered directly she could contain the storm and feed on it. Kimiko was the kind of entity who could take and take, but even she had an upper limit somewhere. It wasn't something she thought herself capable of reaching most of the time, but a few shining entities could sometimes... make sure she got her fill. Kazuhiko was one such entity, and she realized it even as she kept moving her own hips and stirring up that storm. Her body had long sense shifted and as he pummeled her against that bench diving down into her depths from above she could feel it. Her exhales being those of powerful magic which were spilling from her overflow. She'd be magically condensing most of it, some of it she'd have to release to the wind, while the other... simply spilled over. Oh well, it was worth it for every release she felt as her body convulsed and she reached the state of mindlessness. "Aaaah♥!~ That's it!~" she claimed while those spades in her eyes flickered erratically. She was quite literally bursting at the seams, but it was far from the first time she experienced such a thing.

In the meantime Artoria was being pummeled as well. Her natural disposition was one of opposition, but while she was being held against the counter she was far from being against the actions of the lad behind her. The material version of the world was fine, but the sleeping version obviously found herself falling in an odd way. Whatever the case, her heart was beating swiftly and she'd easily continue on. Even as the realer version of Artoria continued to move her hips against the man feeling that push towards yet another end which had her clamping down upon his cock with prime fervor. "Fuck!~" she cried as she reached another rousing finish her hand clamping down on that counter top to help her stabilize just a little. Just the same all the versions of herself felt much the same, and that smaller version would have a certain tell-tale wetnes spreading between the legs of her sleeping form.

It seemed there was less cause for concern in the session between Kazuhiko and Kimiko. There was often wanton destruction in the wake of meetings between such powerful beings, but... in some cases, a simple matter of desires leaning in a specific direction created some leeway by circumstance. Kimiko was a greedy individual ─ perhaps even the idea of greed incarnate, as she sometimes seemed. That greed had her taking most of the expended energy into herself, including... seemingly, the destructive capabilities of it. Well, she did currently bear the spade. Being at the receiving end of destruction was the overall goal, so Kazu couldn't be surprised. He could, however, be further motivated. Kazuhiko lived a long life that involved many, many dealings with demons of all sorts. He learned of the spade symbol during the time period they were presently in, and he'd known since then... that 'satisfaction' wasn't enough. It was a sign of someone who'd been pushed well beyond their capacity, and liked ─ rather, loved it. He'd be doing a disservice to Kimiko, the mark, and himself as one of its contributors, if he didn't bear down his weight further and pummel her into oblivion with everything he had. So... of course, that was his immediate choice. Her body was forced to curl as he slouched over her. One hand pinned her neck to the bench, the other held his phone firm. As for her elevated bottom half, it was locked in raised position by the piston constantly pouring a liquid maelstrom into her body. In this moment, Kazu thought it was high time he pulled off something heard so many times ─ including when it was asked of him. "And what's that? Actually... who are you?" he asked. Finally, his time had come ─ unless it had already? Time-travelers were weird. "Who is Ashikaga Kimiko now?"

All the while, Yugi was busy destroying that which didn't truly exist. The crumbling counter was being used as support by Artoria, but for how long? Well, that would depend on her. Of the two males in the vicinity, he was the most demonic by a long-shot. Kazu saw himself finally having an opportunity to delve deeper into demonic tendencies, but Yugi's were activated. Artoria's outcry was a viable trigger. "Ho? You want what now?" he asked with a devilish grin, twisting her choice of word to his own agenda. He wasn't going to be letting up from that moment on. In fact, what remained of that counter would undoubtedly be pulverized as he, too, weighed down on his partner of the morning. Even if they moved to the ground, he'd continue taking her in prone position with strokes that nearly extricated him prior to each deep burial.

Kimiko was the type of person to take problems unto herself, instead of letting them expand outwards. Her own personality and issues, meant that she could and would under most circumstances, absorb the consequences of her own actions, or redistribute them at a time which was much more convenient to her. At this point the purely magical and physical nature of her current destruction at Kazuhiko's hands, was far from the sort of thing she wouldn't simply, aim to swallow whole, for lack of a better term. Whether she could actually succeed at such an objective or not, wasn't really a problem. Instead...s he allowed herself to simply fall to his antics, each motion into her body, each filling simply allowed her to come apart at the seams and sink into the depths of her own masochism. By the time he asked her who she was, a lesser known kink of hers was making an appearance, a downgrade of the self, from her usual high and might status, to a simple receptacle was all she had to offer. But Kimiko was also known for having some rather colorful language choices, so what would she be calling herself to Kazuhiko at this current moment in time. "Ouki's Cum Slut♥!~" she mused seemingly pleased by the idea, with a twisted face as she orgasmed and those spades pulsed where her normally round pupils should have been. There were probably hundreds of degenerate boy sand men who imagined themselves on the receiving end of such words, but the number who could say they actually battered her into saying them was.... phenomenally low.

At the same time, a different approach was taking place between Artoria and Yugi. A swear slipped from between her lips and in so doing, she found herself at the end of a teasing statement. Yugi would twist things to suit him, he'd done so with the very concept of gaming already. In the here and now he was twisting her words to suit him, but in her current mood she wouldn't be having that at all. No, even as the counter beneath her began to crumble, she would seek to clarify, "Fuck you... that clearer?!" she aggressed in a contradictory manner to the tightening of her core around him and her near constant orgasming.

When he questioned Kimiko's identity in their current situation, Kazuhiko wasn't really sure what to expect. He was just fishing for something of interest to leave his younger self ─ something that would motivate him to become something capable of dealing with Ashikaga Kimiko and her ilk. What he got instead, was something silently regarded by the masses as an impossibility. Ashikaga Kimiko was quite the prim and proper girl in the public eye. She could do no wrong, and even the moniker of 'cruel princess' had mostly been an empowering thing. Ah, but Kazuhiko counted among the privileged few who laid claim to her sensibilities. Even so, the statement she offered was certainly one worth having one's memories altered for. The past leading toward his present self had become very, very interesting. He was even feeling a tangible effect from those spades ─ a link which manifested like a chain and collar from Kimiko to himself. With it, he'd continue until...

Ah, but there was another link of another sort nearby. Twisted words were not being allowed as normal, though Yugi didn't require anyone's allowance. If she thought to turn matters around on them, he'd just flip them again. Artoria's state of mind and her position were not aligned. Though the former was no less potent than normal, her body's reactions sang a different tune. "Well that's half the usual plan, isn't it? But..." It felt only right at this juncture to have Artoria feel the sudden sensation of double penetration. Yugi had every ability to spawn a secondary cock, and he'd do so without warning, growing it directly into Artoria's rear hole during an already forceful thrust into her womb. "It doesn't seem like you're doing that, so I figured I'd keep going. Cool?"

Kimiko and Kazuhiko were having a kind of fun that was unknown to many in the world. The truth of the matter was, when it came to entities that could 'destroy' you, some women became entirely different entities as layers of their personas were pounded into paste. Kimiko was a woman like this, who became something else as the girl in charge called the 'cruel princess' became someone's slobbering mess of a depository. Ah, but there were no issues with that, she'd always been open while having these sorts of encounters, and given how very selective she was, the individuals who saw this form of her were truly worth the effort. Such was made obvious by Kazuhiko's continued performance, and even with a collar around her neck and a chain connecting it directly to Kazuhiko, she'd continue to enjoy the ass pounding she was receiving while, containing the power of their combined storms in the depth of her being. Magic, physicality and sex... were such a great combination for her, pure degeneracy which she found was always worth falling into...

At the same time, Artoria was falling into a different sort of issue. She was more firmly becoming the person who would argue her own even while her body did whatever the fuck it wanted, 'Ever treacherous...' she thought of her own physical form, before it became more so. Yugi wasn't the type to let things go, no... if he twisted words and had them twisted in return more was to follow. Strangely enough more, seemed to be what was called for in this instance. "Half a plan... hardly," she chimed in while her concentration remained. But surely she'd be losing it. Apparently as she wasn't fucking him, she'd be fucked instead, "Eh?!" she had only a little time to get that out before a particularly forceful stroke became two... A double penetration was something which happened from time to time, but it was always a surprising thing, as it wasn't something Artoria sought by her own will most times. A contradiction would occur in this moment as Artoria's body fell to an instant and more powerful form of dual orgasm due to the general roughness and unique feeling. Of course, her mouth said something else, "Ahhh. Fuck me!~" Well, that wasn't really a contraction, more like an observation, but regardless, she'd continue to be pummeled into for some time to come, until... a certain kind of release as achieved...

Kazuhiko's life had taken many turns during this time period. Today, with these new visions of future dealings, he'd have one of the biggest turns yet ─ possibly ever. That one sentence spoken by Kimiko would remain in his past self's memory for a very long time, even to the time of his current incarnation. He could see the moment of their first reunion changing in his memory as the thrusts kept going, as the camera kept rolling, and as the mana kept flowing. Late though it was, Kazu managed to verbalize a thought after everything settled in his head. "Atta gal! You know what you get with that attitude♥~" he mentioned. Kazu would go on to deliver a few more minutes of hip work and mana, but alas... he'd eventually have little enough left in this body that the final phase required conservation to execute properly. At that point, he'd be out of Kimiko's rear, standing leaned against the dressing room wall. One hand still held that phone in place, but the other... well, that one was probably under Kimiko's chin for a moment that often ended these exchanges.

The time had also come for Artoria Pendragon to sing a slightly different tune. Yugi had already teased the idea of double penetration in the beginning of their conversation, but even he didn't think it would actually come about for this session. When buttons were pressed, though... responses were necessary. Ari, as he called her, had buttons that were easy to press while also being a habitual presser of others' buttons. Which had been the specific cause this time? It didn't matter. Being plugged twice had taken the stoic blonde from a state of lashing out to one far more palatable. Twice over did Yugi throb within her, spreading his essence across her very soul and swelling against her internal walls. "Well... if that's what you want, anything for you, Ari♥~" he flirted shamelessly as an outright buckshot of fluid was loosed in each of her holes, each carrying the magical force of a planet. "All you had to do was say so~"

The changes to the timeline of this particular place were a bit more nuanced than others. With its status things that were 'different' became 'as they always were'. It was a strange thing to know and take note of, but regardless of the changes, Kimiko would not be worried about whether it should or shouldn't exist. Her personal past, present and future were... anomalous so oddities within them didn't matter as much. Besides there was something much greater taking place here, and that was her, being filled and given an excessive amount of everything. The lateness of Kazuhiko's response, barely registered to her in the first place, no... because he also came with praise and more pushes which had her reeling before she orgasmed again and was left below. Soon enough he was holding her chin in one hand and his phone in the other, there were quite a few moments like this which decorated their past together, maybe even their first experience together ended similarly. She was soon looking up at him, mouth open as she acknowledged the worlds spoken to her, "I get it all, in excess, Ouki♥~" Kimiko stated as she waited for the end results., expectant was Kimiko with those still pulsing spades visible in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Artoria was being given, technically what she asked for, even though she might have once argued the point of the semantics. Oh well, two filled holes which would go on to be filled in both holes a throbbing sensation preceding it leading her to moan pleasantly. Still, he flirted with her during this while giving her something she could experience wholly. "Uggh♥!~" was the sound given. "I did say!" that was all he was going to get out of her. Such was her own method of falling apart in front of people. But what about that spread. Well, all of the versions of herself that were experiencing various orgasms were all in their spread at least, feeling what Ari did. Of course there was an exception to that, an odd one. The version of herself closest to this point in time had been sleeping for the day, she'd not risen just yet. Here and now, her consciousness was being pulled through its connection to the planet of origin of the black haired pair and would be, consciously squirming as she came into being. Her hand reaching for a weapon not readily within her grasp as her body experienced something that it wasn't at all used to. It was something her elder self didn't have complete consciousness over, given her own current mental state.

Finally, satisfaction had been achieved. Kazu's current consciousness could hardly fathom the idea of meeting with this girl and not putting his best foot forward in the name of debauchery. How could he do anything less? So long ago did those spades first appear in her eyes. Some others had been seen over countless years as well, but each addition simply added to the urge to do all he could. Kazuhiko had a number of wives at home, sure, but... those weren't the only ones, especially with someone like Kimiko existing and leaving herself available. Such nostalgia filled his mind as he stared down into those spade eyes. In excess, she claimed of her 'reward' of the day. "As always," he replied. After saving so much mana, it was time to let it go just as he let go of Kimiko's chin to take his dick in hand. Kazuhiko aimed, and... 'firing' wasn't quite the word. A floodgate opened within him, and out poured the liquid torrent of mana that had accumulated in his past self's body. It did manage to be more than what he could have managed in this era, but... that much mana didn't need to remain in this time period at all, surely. A bit of extra waste from his own past would only help him become what he was now.

Meanwhile, Artoria was proving herself to be the genuine article once again, as she always had and always would. The Great Ones, as they were often called, could never truly be imitated. One had to understand the act of reading between lines to truly pick up this one's meaning. As it happened, the uttered moan before a claim removed any need for thought. Yugi was satisfied with this outcome. He'd seen her shift this way and that way, and he'd seen her settle more properly. Sometimes the default settings were preferable to mods, as many gamers understood. "Yeah you did!" he agreed emphatically as the shadows closed fully around them. What happened? Perhaps Yugi took things a bit far. When he saw her reaching, he also felt something all too familiar. More than one of her resided here presently, but only one of them actually belonged. The danger he once considered was apparent. Still, Yugi had no reason to pull out while still leaking into her holes. "Oh... uhh... good morning?" he said, recognizing a peculiar habit that seemed to be showing in its original form.

Satisfaction was indeed something which was achieved on both sides. Now all that was left, was the excess. Kimiko wasn't the type of person who took only what she needed. She was a truly greedy person and would take as much as she liked, whenever she liked. Kazuhiko was one of a few individuals who made himself available and had the type of personality which would allow her to do exactly that. Right now, she was to be receiving, rough treatment, destruction and an excessive meal. Soon enough, he aimed, and released, she looked up into his face, watching as her mouth caught the most of it. A spill of delightful almond flavored energy was what she received, though there was a hint of something more. And as she consumed, she ate messily, her face and chest also getting some of that particular 'sauce' upon it. Still, she seemed quite pleased. Several rounds of swallowing later, and she opened her mouth, with just a bit remaining on her tongue, she showed her face as her tongue extended and licked quite a bit off her lips before smiling up at him with smug satisfaction. "Gouchisousamadeshita♥~" she commented afterwards. Still she wasn't quite ready to move yet, nor clean up the mess, it was part of what was enjoyable about this sort of thing.

While that happened, a certain ending happened for Artoria. One which led her back to her more normalized self, with... two of her holes plugged and being spilled into. Of course, but no thing with Yugi could be called normal or average. Instead, while Artoria tried to recover she found herself face to face with a younger version of herself. Reaching for a gun she didn't have in a pair of little black gym shorts and a spaghetti strapped tank top. Shoulder length golden blond hair was disheveled by sleep and she was now scrambling moving around and trying to gain her bearings. "Good morning? The fuck is going on here?!" she exclaimed seeing this sight and not knowing what to make of what looked like her mother and a random black haired man having sex in the middle of a dark space over what appeared to be some broken counter. Yeah, none of this made sense. "I went to sleep in a luxury hotel last night, there is no way I drank this much..." she muttered aiming to grab up a nearby piece of debris to arm herself. All the while a certain brown haired girl had quietly pulled herself from her dreamscape to watch the current show. Quietly shifting positions so she could lie on her stomach and watch with her hands propped up under her chin.

Perfection. If Kazuhiko had to describe the day he was having, he'd call it... utter perfection. He couldn't even tell what was better between living the event, or remembering it and the associated video for eons. Whatever the case, he wasn't going to miss the current sight with either eyes nor camera. Ashikaga Kimiko was to this world's Japan what his second wife was to her own homeland, and both were so very similar in situations like this. Covered in spunk and consuming it by the gulp, he had to say... it may have been the best kind of sight ever. Basking in it was the only option, even as he leaned against that wall to catch his breath. The camera had to be stopped... but first, he had to stop tapping the photo button with his thumb ─ something he'd been doing in the middle of the video feed for some time. "Haah-ahh... I remember... enjoying that... way too much," he said, even recalling a fair amount of private time he once found necessary.

Yugi wasn't going to extricate himself from Artoria for any reason. Of course, the appearance of her other self from the current timeline was not even cause enough for him to do so. Even as this variant sought weaponry which gave her some form of comfort, he merely stared in her direction while throbbing with purpose inside her future self. As for her opening question, Yugi figured there was only one real answer. "Mostly fucking, but also a spatial and temporal paradox. A bit of lament as well, I guess," he said, adding to the original clause his own dissatisfaction. The one called Hoshimi Eri was here, but he couldn't make use of happenstance the way he normally did. This one couldn't be wooed into bedding during an event that also involved her future self; even he couldn't fix that nightmare. Either way, Yugi seemed content to grope the more mature one's ass and continue casually grinding away at her insides ─ interruptions be damned. "You didn't drink that much. Emi and your mother probably did, but not you."

Kimiko and her sister had quite a lot in common, given this... she wouldn't be at all surprised by any likeness between them in moments like this. Of course, she would still be enjoying her meal, but eventually Kazuhiko would be speaking about the nature of the things he was enjoying. "Nothing wrong with that, Ouki♥~ Enjoy me anytime♥~" Kimiko murmured with a flirt inserted. In truth, she'd heard how important such things were to him, and made sure to allow him such things from her when he wished for them. His remembered enjoyment whether new or old, was well worth the investment of time and energy. And actually getting what she wanted out of this situation was the best possible result of summoning him into his own body. These younger versions of the pair were simply missing a few key personality upgrades, they weren't so far behind in other ways... was what Kimiko thought while she finished the snack on her lips and face and breathed a sigh of ultimate relaxation, her body basically going a bit limp afterwards.

At the same time, Yugi's oopsie was playing out in front of him and Artoria. Actually, the younger version of her, Hoshimi Eri, was very obviously feeling antagonized by being here. She seemed to have a very no-nonsense attitude about the situation, wanting to know what was going on. She'd immediately armed herself and began the process of figuring the whole of this situation out, but what she was told, simply didn't make sense. He claimed that they were mostly fucking but also apparently messing with time and space in some way... that wasn't logical. "That is a lot of nonsensical bullshit!" she spat out. Waking up early, no coffee no real weapon and seeing this kind of crap was not at all on her list. She'd fully planned to wake up, have her coffee and then... go on about her day. The rest of this wasn't at all what she wanted to deal with nor did she want to think about what her mom was doing in this situation. Apparently he knew enough about her to say she wouldn't have drank enough to be dreaming of something like this, her mother and younger sister on the other hand... were different stories entirely. "Knows me and my family, but if this was a weird dream, I definitely would have a gun. I definitely wouldn't imagine some random guy fucking my mom, I don't like this," she claimed while still pointing that broken piece of counter at the man. At the same time, Artoria was getting a good look at her base self from the third person perspective. She was cute, naïve and very angry. "Hm... this is a bit surreal," she thought over the point that she was actually quite difficult, it'd been quite a long time since she'd been this asexual murderess.

The more time Kazuhiko took to recuperate, the lower he felt himself getting. In due time, that slumping lean left him sitting sideways on the dressing room's bench. This body wasn't yet ready for what they'd been up to ─ at least not the kind of mana production it had been keeping up this day. No matter. It would all be worth it, he thought ─ even knew if only due to his own memories. Kimiko claimed he could enjoy her anytime. That wasn't his first time hearing such a line from her, but... it also was. Why? Well, Kazu hadn't ended the video just yet. He pressed the 'stop' button just after those words, establishing the final link between two versions of himself in relation to Ashikaga Kimiko. Once more, memories were shifting in his head, all dear and positive. "Oh... trust me, I will. You won't even know what hit you♥~" he flirted.

Much to Yugi's expectation, the form of Hoshimi Eri who knew nothing of magic wasn't taking his explanation very well. She deemed it all nonsensical without hesitation or consideration toward the reality she was in. He supposed it would be easy to discredit everything happening, tossing it under the umbrella of a dream. Alas, that was not the case. "Yeah, that's only the first of ten million times you're gonna say that kind of thing," he commented. As if to extend his comment to her future self as well, Yugi slapped the mature one's rear in that moment. "But damn, be a little more open-minded," he added. If nothing else, Eri had some functional logic to offer the situation. She shunned the idea of a dream simply because she didn't have a gun. How interesting. "It's not a dream. If you want a gun, though..." In that moment, a snap of Yugi's fingers transfigured that chunk of counter in Eri's hand into something with the appearance of an ornate flintlock pistol, ebony in color with gold embroidery and twin barrels... as well as a combat knife-like blade under the barrels. "There's a gun. You can even shoot me with it if you want." With that said, Yugi glanced down briefly at Artoria, who commented on the strangeness of this encounter. He shrugged even while the grinding continued. "There isn't that much of a difference. Going from one to the other is like undoing a seal without magic... mostly," he commented. "But in this case... I can't do that. Sad day. If I have a turn with her, multiple timelines are gonna be twisted a thousand ways to Sunday. Even I don't want that puzzle. Gonna need magic this time to get rid of some memories."

Kazuhiko had hit the lull in his own moment as well. It would seem his current body wasn't quite ready for what he'd been doing just yet, but his soul wouldn't be going without, that was good to know. Her little flirt was answered in kind and a lazy smile crossed Kimiko's face. If nothing else she could always appreciate this man's attitude, even when he was less than the self she knew best, he was absolutely going to be pretty hard on her in t his timeline. But that was probably for the best, figuring out the nature of their lives together was a rather arduous task. "That sounds intense, but always worth it♥~" Kimiko mentioned. Ah, well, even if such things were captured for his own reference in his future and past, she figured the difference made could be nothing negative, she definitely would have had some understanding of that sort of thing by the time the actions took place. Regardless, of the lad's dalliance into his personal past, she could rest easy having received exactly the thing she'd desired when coming across him on Jupiter.

At the same time, Yugi was busy dealing with an accidental summoning of a younger human version of Artoria Pendragon. Hoshimi Eri, wasn't a very flexible thinking person. She had some very specific guidelines she lived by and found most things to be outside of her general desires to know or understand. The smack delivered directly to the ass of her elder self was something which made both individuals gasp. "I will do what I want," claimed Eri which made Artoria chuckle. "Eh, I'm not mom, by the way..." she mentioned casually. Well, who else could she be? This not dream or maybe dream was already confusing enough. A gun suddenly materializing in her hands was one thing. "Not a dream... not my mom, not Emi or Rie wrong eye color, Kei? Is it that weird? Fucking hel..." she paused looking at the gun in hands she went on to inspect it properly. It was gorgeously made, well beyond anything she'd ever picked up and somehow it made her feel better. "Hello, aren't you fucking great?" she asked of the gun in her hands. She was even told she could shoot the man if she wanted to. "Yeah, answers first, gunshots later..." she said quickly pointing said gun right between his eyes. She would definitely shoot him, but she didn't take any changes about death. "In your travels assuming something similar has happened you should know exactly what I mean," Artoria claimed in response to the differences noticed about the self in hindsight. This wasn't about a shift for him, no it was about seeing herself that skepticism and blatant rejection. So young, so angry so different from what she'd eventually be, it was odd. "Well, if you have that kind of stance, there is only one thing to do. It's hardly sad..." Artoria claimed.

And so came a time of relaxation, at least within the changing room. Kazuhiko basked in his own fond memories that were technically new. In the meantime, Yugi was faced with memories that should have never been made: those of Hoshimi Eri. So contrary, so full of bark and bite alike was the queen yet to be. She'd do whatever she pleased, as he well knew. Of course, that came with a few mental loops leading to the most egregious assumption he'd ever heard. The elder blonde beneath Yugi was not her mother, not either of her sisters... so she thought it was some strange form of her brother? Yugi may have never been more aghast. "Uh, abso-fucking-lutely not, eww?!" he blurted without hesitation. "Not even in a dream, regardless of whose dream it is! I'll cuck him, but I won't fuck anything that could be considered a 'him' at all!" he insisted.

With that outburst out of the way, Eri had a gun to appreciate ─ one she'd even point right at his face upon receiving it. Artoria, on the other hand, emphasized her point on the surreal nature of this meeting. "Yeah, this sort of thing happens all the time... but you're never as different as you might feel. You still have your moments, you know?" he replied initially. As for the alleged sadness of what he had to do, Yugi thought Artoria couldn't be more wrong. "It's so sad! You know what double Ari day is like? Stuff of legend, I'm telling you. But... it's not worth the risk. If your line is as direct as I think it is, you might be getting some new memories here. This kind of thing makes reunions dangerous," he mentioned while turning his gaze on Eri again. "Gunshots now, gunshots later ─ it won't make a difference either way. You're comfortable now, though, right? I'll answer your questions to make up for the accident. But, you won't remember any of this until way down the line. Cool? Cool. Ask away."

Relaxation for the pair in the dressing room, while a trio within the shadows dealt with an accident which led to the connection of a certain extra individual. A gentle twitch occurred in the corner of the mouth of Hoshimi Eri, apparently this black haired man took definite offense to the idea of having sex with anyone considered a man. In fact, it was such an issue, that he claimed he wouldn't have allowed it even in someone else's dreams. That rant was something odd to witness, it was a rather visceral thing to see. The outright disgust, the thought of cucking her brother but never having sex with someone called him. "Uh...huh, I thought I was the one upset here," Eri commented absently, still that little smirk remained. Well, if one was that emotional about a hypothetical she was fine. Actually with a gun in hand she felt quite comfortable and with the knowledge that someone had such an obvious button to push she could easily continue on her merry little way, while navigating this new and rather scary situation.

Moving on from that point, Artoria was told of always being pretty close to ones self regardless of how far away you might feel. That seemed about right for a time traveler who could very well encounter different versions of themselves often enough. A scoff escaped her though, as it always would, "Well, this isn't exactly normal for us 'regular' people. It's jarring no matter how someone else sees it," Artoria confirmed. Seeing this younger version of herself, she could feel how far away she was from their central being. Those small habits connected directly to her, which made her question her 'goodness' and all other aspects that one like Hoshimi Eri had to be shown from the third person, were clear as day to Artoria, who'd already lived this part of her life before. Apparently, beyond that a double Ari day was something of legendary quality to Yugi. His words about it seemed to make it sound like it was such a rare occurrence. "Hm, I am aware, a double day isn't that odd, you know? And we all know it doesn't have to be right here, right now for you," she said with a casual roll of her eyes. "I hate rewritten memories, it's about the closest to a migraine I get at this point," she said scoffing more, but such was the price paid for the continuation of life as she knew it. Meanwhile Eri was observing this pair. So casual in their deviance that they'd not even stopped. This man had a gun pointed at him, and it had been since it appeared and he hadn't eve flinched. And now he was speaking of her comfort, claiming he'd answer her questions even if she wouldn't remember him answering them, in exchange for bringing her here, accidentally. "Who is she? Whoa re you? What is this? Why am I here? Why doesn't it matter if I shoot you? And where can I find a gun like this?" a very simple line of questioning which would conver all the general bases and give her some fun information.