Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Reiji and Sakura managed to get along with ease while sharing a certain level of maturity. It seemed what one Akaba Reiji brought was an understanding of self and desires, and Sakura appeared mature enough to respond accordingly. With the request of a hand and the subsequent acquiescence, Reiji was unknowingly subjected to the sight of something ancient and powerful ─ something which made a demand to the soul of its receiver. He could only lean back and stare in awe while witnessing his own milking via extraordinary technique, whether natural or developed. Soon enough, there was a tension building up in his body and a swelling of his cock. "That's good, Tohsaka-chan. Almost there; it's going to be a lot─" he groaned. It seemed Reiji was holding back his own ejaculation a bit, if only for the sake of warning Sakura against something that wasn't normal for humans at all.

Two murderers were sharing a room in a love hotel. Both had names they refused to give, and names they did give that each carried massive weight in different walks of life. Even with those differences, both Princess and Kusanagi were well-known as killers of men. Both were names which carried traumas... and one would be acquiring new traumas tonight by her own assertion ─ if she survived. "You won't," Kusanagi asserted with a grin. "But that's alright. You're a terrible person... but not the kind I want to kill," he added, pausing briefly. "Just the kind I want to ruin," was the conclusory statement. There were certain types of people murdered by Kusanagi; Princess was not one of those types. He'd kill her... but he wouldn't kill her that way. It seemed she kept her life previously by not biting down on the dick in her mouth. With that, Kusanagi could easily make some assumptions. "Forced then. That's boring. It would have been a better story if you had to throat-fuck yourself or be beaten into submission. But... that probably wouldn't have been a throat-fucking, huh? It doesn't sound like the old boss was such a big deal," he mused as easily and casually as one talked about the weather. More importantly, Princess wondered what he wanted her to do. He wanted a lot of things now, including the abuse of that obvious trauma trigger from Princess having a dick hit her face. Decisions, decisions. "I want you... to do what a whore does. Earn your pay, Yujo-ya, and get me off. Do it like it's the last thing you'll ever do ─ no. Do it like you'll die if you underperform. How's that?"

[Apollymi]

Sakura found herself easily adapting to the desires of one Akaba Reiji. The truth about his impending release was something he felt the need to warn the young goddess about the quantity of his expulsion. "That's great! I'm ready!~" she claimed easily her mouth opening and then closing around the tip of his cock. All the while her hand kept moving up and down his shaft and then she prepared herself. She found herself wondering what kind of flavor this one had hidden beneath the surface. She had a good expectation of texture given the quality of his being and more than that she was quite pleased by the potential of getting what she wanted. It would appear that he wouldn't have to hold back much and she'd be content to catch what he had to offer in her mouth and throat.

What did Princess receive from the man on the floor? Clarity. There was a claim that she wouldn't be surviving today but there were odd implications to Kusanagi's words. The green haired man claimed she was a terrible person but not the kind of terrible he wanted to kill. "That's fucked up, but fair..." she said. She didn't know if it was fully trustworthy as an idea, but at the very least, she didn't think this man had lied to her yet. He didn't want her dead, he wanted to ruin her... that could mean a lot of things. The easiest to assume was a strange desire to break her rules and set mannerisms. He did seem to be trying to do that, and how would he be starting this. First by commenting on the idea that her story would have been more compelling if she'd been forced to do something herself or beating into submission. "Definitely not, throat-fucking... well not by the time I finished growing anyway. He was only a big deal in his head, but that was enough..." she commented equally as nonchalant. As for what he wanted from her... there was something but it was an odd request. He wanted her to do what a whore did and earn her keep by getting him off. While she thought herself capable of getting him off, the stipulation that she do it, like she'd die if she underperformed was the kicker. For someone who asked for honesty from her... that wasn't something that would get the same kind of honest reaction. Well... she still wasn't sure he wasn't planning on killing her, but she wasn't interested in having his cock in her mouth and undoubtedly down her throat... ugh, choking on things brought up bad memories. She'd do it, but she wouldn't like it. "You're the boss..." she claimed ah but she'd still not emerged from her own head, that was probably for the best. She sank to her knees between this man's legs, since he was on the floor she supposed she'd be getting to work, a hand began stroking at the base of cock while her mouth opened, a golden packet condom. She carried these in case of a unicorn but she supposed now was as good a time as any, as she'd pulled it out of the pocket of her shorts. She deftly moved her tongue around it, and applied that condom with her mouth. swirling it around the glans only to begin the dive downward. She used the motion to unroll the condom. She hated this. There was no way to keep it out of her visage but there was danger in not doing it. So she continued. Careful was she as ever, avoiding teeth and adding suction she swallowed towards the back of her throat gagging all the way. It was unusually girthy, this dick was going to be a pain. It'd give her an actual sore throat and make her hate doing this sort of thing even more than she already did.

[Bloodedge]

Reiji resisted long enough to give his warning, and Sakura's response seemed more excited than wary. When he said a lot, he didn't mean a full load ─ he meant a ridiculous load. Sakura claimed she was ready, but could she be? Time would tell. Reiji didn't exactly have time to specify, however, as he was quickly taken aback by Sakura's descent onto his tip. That was a danger, he thought. He should do everything possible to resist again, at least long enough to warn her more thoroughly. He could do that... except... he couldn't. Sakura's hand never stopped moving. Having to deal with that continuation as well as the sudden use of her mouth again... well, who could truly resist? No resident of Gaia, surely. "I sh─aaah!" he moaned as all attempts to resist failed in a moment. Reiji could feel the pressure rushing toward the end of his member, aiming to flood the purple-haired girl's mouth with a single buckshot followed soon after by a steady ooze.

Just as Kusanagi expected, this woman didn't begin her journey with a pleasant experience... nor did she begin with one truly worth breaking someone down. It really was a shame, Kusanagi thought. She could have been so tortured by now, but no... weakness had taken the moment of her undoing. "Boring," he said aloud. With that, Kusanagi remained in place while Princess descended onto her knees. A condom was produced while she stroked him with one hand. "Oh... right," he mused. The whole condom thing had been forgotten. Oh well; he'd deal with that later. Actually... her choice of applying a condom made things better. It seemed she'd actually be slipping that condom onto him using her mouth ─ a testament to her skill as a whore, despite her obvious distaste for the act of fellating. Managing to use a bit of tongue as she made her way down was also a feat... but not the most interesting thing to Kusanagi. No, he was far more invested in her signs of trauma. She was even choking before any real progress was made. How very... "Interesting. If you look like that, it makes me think of choking you completely with it," he stated. It would have been fun to see what became of that very action, but he'd save that for a bit.

[Apollymi]

Reiji and Sakura were reaching a certain climax in their actions. It would seem that Reiji had meant a more general warning for the lass, but she was prepared for many potentials. Though she'd yet to experience anything truly plentiful from a human she was used to swallowing the load of a fellow godly individual. So, as that buckshot spray happened her eyes widened but instead of looking distraught she sucked. Swallowing happily though her cheeks bulged just a bit. She tasted some kind of nut flavor. She was fond of nuts, but this wasn't one she could identify. Still, she backed away while his cock oozed a bit. "That was good, definitely worth experiencing. I like that... good job, Reiji-san~" she claimed only to slip her tongue back down and clear away the remainder. If she'd harbored any thoughts about him not being one of the best possible choices she was sure he was now. There was a great deal more power in what he had to offer than what she'd gotten off Kakihara earlier. That dazzling smile of hers seemed to be offset by deviance, just a little bit. "Bath?" she asked with a wink as if it was the most normal progression.

At the same time, a different kind of progress was being made in the hotel room. Princess was busy doing her actual job. Though she hated this particular act, it might have been mostly psychological. When a claim was made that something was boring, she assumed the tale of her how life had gone was far from interesting. She supposed to the obvious hitman with a name like Kusanagi, the actions of a bad Yakuza boss didn't make sense. The condom in place, today's flavor was... mint. Still, it was mostly rubbery which was at least a contributing factor to her hatred of this act. Still, one couldn't say she was unpracticed or even bad at the job. With the condom in place, more friction and suction were needed to make sure her efforts were felt. The movement of her hand near the base of his cock was something which would help the process along while her tongue massaged that same cock vigorously through latex. She sucked in her jaws making sure pressure was received as intended. And took him quite a ways deeper into her mouth than she would have normally felt comfortable even attempting. Most guys liked the idea of a girl gagging on their cocks, even when said cocks weren't even big enough to get past tongues. Oh well, she continued, and apparently something in her face made him want to put it all down her throat. That was about the right kind of thing for the kind of man who wanted to break someone. She didn't like it as an idea, but why would she, this was already way more than what she normally took in there was such a strange amount of pressure being applied to this cock that she'd not been bothering to speak for a moment. Still she worked but her eyes shifting up his form were despondent at best. She hated the idea of choking on a cock, such an act hadn't been committed as anything more than a farce in over 10 years.

[Bloodedge]

While Reiji was huffing and puffing, Sakura was swallowing that massive load of semen without a care in the world. In fact, one could say she seemed she was happy about it as her cheeks inflated from the blast. That couldn't be so, right? Wrong. Sakura stated directly that she found it good, claiming she liked it and even lapping up the remainder with her tongue. If Reiji didn't already have some unnecessary stamina, he'd be throbbing again anyway. Of course, he was still throbbing after that visual. "Tohsaka-chan," he heaved. "Don't tell me 'good job' after you've done something like that. I can't even fathom what you are," he said. Her suggestion of a bath was met with a nod. He needed a soak after that mind-blowing experience. As such, Reiji prepared to rise whenever Sakura removed herself from his lap. What an interesting night this was turning out to be.

Speaking of interesting nights, the woman called Princess was doing something she hated... by her own decision, no less. Kusanagi found that particularly interesting. He told her to get him off, but she was the one who decided how it happened. He watched her mouth and hand work skillfully around that condom, feeling... at least something, which itself was surprising for even a hooker through a condom. Regardless, Kusanagi had some questions about her chosen activity. "You look like this is your least favorite thing ever. Why'd you decide this? You have two other holes, two hands, two feet... chest, armpit, and probably other options. You decided to do... this. Sou ka. It's you. It's always been you," he observed. Just a moment later, Kusanagi's gaze averted to his left ─ the same direction one would find the room he'd strategically claimed the slot beside. There was movement nearby. Two pairs of footsteps, one belonging to a slightly tall male, and the other to a woman slightly above average height as well. They were approaching the next room and... yes, that was the door Kusanagi heard opening. Timing couldn't be better, he thought.

[Apollymi]

Reiji seemed to be a bit winded by that particular experience. Or perhaps, it was better to say that he simply wasn't expecting the girl to do the sort of things she did. It was in her nature to do all of those things, and there were layers of reasons to taste of someone's mana before doing anything else but many wouldn't understand that logic. Even so, it was claimed by Reiji that she couldn't tell him he did a good job while she was doing something extreme. A wicked little grin crossed her face as she processed that information. According to him he couldn't fathom what she was... "Oh? I like the way that sounds too... arigatou~" she thanked him for the compliment and finally rose from his lap. Her plan was continuing the way she desired and as such she could easily give the man a bit of time between rounds. He didn't need as much but she'd still like to test his stamina a bit. And soon she'd be submerging herself in the tub with a relaxed an happy smile on her face. She was metabolizing his mana and it was making the threads extending from his body quite clear to her sight. Actually, now that she had a bit more mana in her body to work with... she could see a few different colors of threads with associations she could finally understand.

Meanwhile, Princess was giving a blowjob though a condom like her life was on the line. This thing she absolutely hated doing was something she did not because she desired it, she didn't even like sex in any of its conventional forms, but here she was... committing to the act as if it was what was asked of her. Speaking of asking, it would seem that Kusanagi was keen to point out that he'd not asked for this specifically. He claimed she could have done anything else, and that it was obvious that she hated this... and then claimed something was her. She didn't get the point but as she came up for air and her hand kept moving and she ticked her jaw. "The only request you made is that I perform like my life depended on getting you off. I don't like this at all, it isn't something I'd do, just to do it but it is also something I think I do well even though I hate it..." she explained of herself and then back she went. That tongue of hers applied pressure to the underside of his cock, dragging along the length of his cock teasing all the way down the length of the condom meeting her hand before it rose again. She continued to suck applying more pressure and tasting mint and latex in turn. A gentle caress of teeth occurred as she sucked his cock deeper into her mouth, gagging as his girth touched her tonsils. Still her eyes shot towards the left hearing the sounds from the room next door. Was that why he was here? He did say he needed her to get in... she supposed it might come up later. But for now she had her own job to do, she wouldn't be questioning someone else's until she finished hers. And as such she'd continue. Pressure applied to the base of his cock by her hand woudl be released, rubbed and moved upwards. While her other hand busied itself, tickling his balls cupping them and giving them just a bit of extra pressure. Yes, she'd chosen the hardest method of doing a thing, the thing she liked least but there were advantages to doing things this way... as far as she was concerned.