If one were being honest, Ereshkigal had the emotional stability of a house of playing cards. Any random thing could set her off, light her ablaze or topple her over. It was actually quite interesting that she managed to keep herself together for so long most of the time. Even so, acts aimed towards her person often took her by surprise, whether they were happy or sad. Here and now, a happy moment, seemed to shock her into an exceedingly reddened face, and as such she shrank into herself even as she found herself enjoying the bit of lip service she paid to the man before her. But of course, there was a gripe to be issued. Sukuna chose cursed speech to make this gripe known. For the second time in only a few hours, Ereshkigal was told to look at the man before her. Given the curse uttered she looked towards him again, but her few second of reprieve did nothing for the hue of her face. The rest of his sentence cursed that redness to reach even the tips of her ears as well. Why did he want to see her face while she was like this and why did she sort of like it?
There wasn't much time to consider what she liked and what she did not. In a moment like this she'd been on a pretty steady ride towards something resembling the peak of pleasure. Even as she was gripped on to the one in front of her, the one beneath her finally had something to say, while the movements of the third started in such a way as to stir her a bit more. She found herself moaning as this happened even with her mouth filled in such a devious way. The Sukuna beneath her claimed she'd get what she wanted if she asked nicely enough. But what counted as nice... and she also wasn't sure she liked the word glutton being applied to her in a sexual context even if it did work given her own life and the aspect of 'destruction' or 'sin' as they called it that her body and soul were connected to. In order to ask for anything she'd have to release the one in front of her from the depths of her mouth, which she would do but not without that final swallowing motion. She didn't fully release him. One hand remained on his rear while the other took up stroking his shaft while the tip of her tongue took to teasing so she could speak. "Laan, jehs czek. Laan, feid czek..." she begged politely, in the speech of the Void while looking unabashedly into the eyes of the one above her. It was his own fault after all. Telling her not to look away, this was almost more embarrassing than anything else, but she was pretty sure something about those things would help her reach that peak that was so close to the surface. But she also needed to be rather specific with him to avoid the extra bit of conversation, her tongue flicked over the head of him as she finished her request... "Yevin vensh mabe." Yes, that was asking nicely. Covered all the bases. Admittedly asking something like that left her feeling rather abashed, but it was his own fault for making her this way!
Ah, just the same Elysia heard those words uttered by her elder sister and internalized them. She'd come quite far in her own knowledge of self, and for one who wouldn't have known how to actively try, that was a fair shot at seduction. She was oddly proud of the other girl, but she wouldn't be voicing that right just now. No, instead there was the matter of days not existing and her whole body being filled beyond belief. Even if she could accept it with the greatest of ease, being inflated at such a rate was a bit overstimulating. Especially when there was the random decision to move whilst having so recently enlarged. A deep, happy moan slipped out from between the lips of Elysia and she found herself with air leaving her lungs in an almost distressed state. "Ufufufu~ Well, there are far worse things than too much~" she mused. Besides, the way things were looking for Ereshkigal she was sure that girl might eventually give a bit more than he was bargaining for. Wouldn't that just make them a perfect match~