Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

What was Reiji's reaction a response to? If Sakura didn't know, that made two of them. "You and me both," he said. Was it her touch? Was it those soft mounds on his back? Was it the act of blowing in his ear? Reiji couldn't tell, but perhaps it was some strange mix of everything at once. Whatever it was, he wasn't opposed to it. Realizing Sakura was in possession of some hardened nipples against his back was interesting as well; it proved she was getting something out of this for herself. "Ah~... you really are a sadist, aren't you?" he questioned, albeit rhetorically. She apparently wanted to tease him more, as mentioned before teeth closed around his earlobe to cause another gasp. Reiji found himself leaning back against the girl. From this angle, he had no manner of defense or ability to reciprocate. As this was Sakura's choice in their initial contact, he figured this was her purpose. What Reiji could do, at least, was offer a challenge. "More? Color me intrigued~" he offered.

Kusanagi planted himself on the floor, where he seemed quite relaxed. He lifted both arms to stretch, then rested his head in both hands. It seemed he would be able to take a nap this way, but surely this prostitute would prevent that from happening if she began stepping on him. Well... that would be wrong. She first expressed how strange it was that he offered no emotion when telling her to do whatever she wanted. She should have expected as much by now. "That shouldn't be surprising to you by now. Should I say 'step on me mommy' or something silly like that?" he wondered. Ah, but that wouldn't be necessary. The hooker's foot found its way to his right side. She began all too gently, and nothing seemed to change even as her heel dug into his side. She wasn't even trying; how depressing. She did this multiple times, earning nothing from Kusanagi but a stare into her face. "I said to do what you want. Why are you holding back?" he questioned, knowing someone of her build could surely do more than this. "And you're not berating me. I thought you said that was part of your thing."

[Apollymi]

According to Reiji's own words, he had no idea what he was responding to either. Both of them might have to find out together then. Though Sakura had a feeling that he'd been somewhat overwhelmed. There were about three sensations to work with for that kind of thing. "Oh? If it's both of us, it might require more study, Reiji-san~" she claimed still teasing. Of course, she couldn't help but be amused as she properly started to touch him. She was apparently also being observed as Reiji came to the conclusion that she truly was a sadist. "Yes, I am actually a sadist. Is that surprising?" she asked of him genuinely curious as her fingers moved around the length of his cock. He really did have a lot of potential ability, it was exciting to think of trying it out. Whatever the case, he seemed to be challenging her, and she wasn't the type to back down. "Intrigued? Reiji-san, tempting me is quite dangerous..." she claimed, but would she be backing off. No... not really, "I'll enjoy watching you squirm~" she teased him once more. But having familiarized herself fully with his cock and spread soap all around his body, perhaps it was time for a rinse before they got into anything else. After all, she planned to taste him, not soap, "Rinse?" she asked as if it was a question.

Meanwhile the pair in the hotel were having a very strange time. The prostitute was told to do what she wanted to a man and so she aimed to test the waters a bit. Doing so seemed to elicit a strange response from the man, who claimed that she shouldn't be surprised by his apathy. As for his question of wording once again she was caught off guard, she'd simply be shaking her head from left to right. "No. Not you. Not ever... that phrase as some specific associations those aren't what you are..." she said immediately. "There is an art to being abusive to people... you have to know what they can take and I feel like you know that," she said looking at him strangely. Beyond this she wasn't berating him which he thought was odd as she'd mentioned it as something she enjoyed. "Listen here you freaky fucker. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find things to talk shit about when you can't read a person. I can tell a dude's dick is small from 100 yards. I know who has money, whose wife is fridge, who can't keep a boner and whose boss is a total bitch they'd really like to get under..." she said each of those sentences while giving him several punctuated kicks which left her standing above him with a foot raised as she looked down into his face curiously. "But you... are fucking freaky. How do you berate someone who is hiding so much you can't tell what they're hiding? I'd be happy to hear your answer..." she said while staring at him from above. Ah... but there was something trickling in her mind... so deep and almost buried that she'd nearly forgotten it existed. What really happened when she stood over someone like this and imagined a step which was less meant to maim and meant for something much worse. She was bearing down on his sternum with the toes of her foot, but somewhere deep inside she wanted to realign her posture and sink the heel of her foot into his flesh.

[Bloodedge]

Neither party knew the exact reason for Reiji's reaction. By now, if Sakura was throwing something his way, he was willing to catch it. Another tease involved the suggestion of more study to find that trigger. He wouldn't say yes, but... he wouldn't say no. "That's up to you," he said. As for Sakura truly showing sadistic tendencies, he couldn't say it was surprising after the few signs that were now lining up. "No... but it is interesting to see firsthand," he admitted. Sakura continued exploring his length, and Reiji found himself holding his dick firmly by the base. Restricted blood flow resulted in a swelling toward the tip, which even further enhanced sensation on his end when Sakura's hand glided outward. She took his intrigue as temptation; she was welcome to do so. If she could make him squirm, it was a challenge worth issuing. "What's life without a risk or two, right? I don't intend to lose, so... do your best," he urged. Knowing Sakura's plan, he expected a rinse relatively soon. The fact that she asked made him believe it wasn't a very real question. "It seems about time for a rinse."

The phrase 'step on me mommy' was not one to be used by Kusanagi. He figured as much; it was a stupid thing for anyone to say anyway. He was here to see what kind of abuse this woman could dish out. Sadly, she spoke of knowing someone's limits and keeping things within those boundaries. He did know of understanding those limits... but the real thrill was going just beyond them. Oh well; he'd be a whore's teacher for a chunk of the night apparently. When urged to berate him, it seemed the prostitute gained a bit more emotion to put behind her efforts. She had many things to say about her observational skills. Those who were made upset in the face of inability were always like this. Pride lashed out, resulting in the spillage of information. Just like that, Kusanagi knew this woman's strengths as an observer without much effort on his end. Her stomps became kicks, and she was soon enough standing over him with toes pressed to his sternum... and a tick. Kusanagi's eyes widened as he looked at her this way. After a few seconds of thought, a twisted grin appeared on his lips. "Oh? You've gone over the line before. That's the reason your hair isn't its natural color. That's why you have that tattoo; it's a cover job. You're the runaway. You just thought about killing me, didn't you... Yujo-ya?" Kusanagi's voice was beginning to crack; he was becoming excited. Well, he didn't expect this many interesting things to accompany some random hooker. What a lovely turn of events.

[Apollymi]

It would seem the more Reiji and Sakura flirted, the easier it was for them to carry on in such a way. "If it's up to me, I'll definitely look into it~" she teased just a tad. Apparently her active sadism wasn't a problem in anyway, instead it seemed that it was just interesting to witness or have directed at him. "Sou... I hadn't considered that would be interesting," she said almost thoughtfully. Being a sadist wasn't something she considered as particularly actively enjoyable, then again, she was mostly like that because of how she enjoyed watching others. It was interesting to be a subject of people instead. He was holding his cock at the base and it was throbbing enough for Sakura to become more excited. Actually, he was even saying flirty little things which allowed her to maintain a certain level of interest. Among the dozens she'd experimented with in the last 24 hours, only two were garnering any real efforts from her. She was encouraged by Reiji to do her best, the wicked smirk on her face settled nicely. "Hai!~" she agreed. After asking about that rinse, Sakura would help him. Using emptied and rinsed buckets of clean water for this purpose only to settle herself properly in front of Reiji and when all was said and done and there was no soap left on either of them she moved herself towards his lap while on her knees settling her large breasts in his lap as this was something she'd wished to try first. "Sou ka... this is quite a nice feeling~" she claimed as she began to move her breasts around in his lap. She'd easily flicker her tongue over the tip of his cock from time to time. How interesting, it really was quite large, she understood how Angelica had come to do this during their time with Kazuhiko. Beyond that it gave her a prime opportunity to look into Reiji's face which was beyond interesting for her.

Meanwhile a different kind of excitement was building in the hotel. It would seem a bit of pride was left in the pink haired prostitute as she'd gone a bit overboard in her lashing out against the lad on the floor. Of course, this could have been considered all apart of the game except for one thing. There was a certain knowledge this man gained while she stood above him. He figured out that she'd killed someone before and connected it to a certain incident. "Why is that exciting to you?" she questioned directly. She'd not answered any of his inquiries but she also had. This man knew far too much about her from just a look and was far too worked up for her own liking. All that money he offered her and he'd figured out what she was but he wasn't afraid and that was terrifying. Besides that the thought of killing someone was so miniscule so random that it was barely real... how did she explain it. "It was just a passing thought... it didn't even register..." she said honestly. But now that she was actively thinking about it, it was on her mind. She'd once committed a single killing in this manner precisely. But that had a few different things going on with it. A certain desperation, a thought that it was the only way out... a trigger which made her decide her life was worth something more than his to her. Such a thought barely crossed her mind after that death or maybe, it crossed it all the time in small ways... it was a difficult situation. But now that she was standing over him, knowing that he knew her secret perhaps killing him would become worth it? She could do it in much the same way, she'd have to change her positioning though. Move her foot higher so he couldn't scream make sure she avoided the extra blood splatter. Then have a bath, leave this hotel and never think about it again. She'd have to dye her hair a different color go back to the slums but... she could continue living.

[Bloodedge]

And so, an agreement was made. Sakura would be finding the answers to her curiosity at some point, and Reiji would be welcoming the experiment. He couldn't say in what way her sadistic tendencies were interesting; he could only say they were complementary parts of her general appeal in some way. Perhaps it was simply a matter of preference. Perhaps he had some sort of fetish he'd not previously discovered. If that were the case, Reiji supposed he would be finding out tonight... but not before fresh water was poured over them to do away with unwanted soap. Of course, that action was only a setup. Sakura took her place in front of the man, kneeling and placing those physically impossible breasts in his lap. How strange; they hadn't even passed the kissing phase, and she was holding his cock between her breasts while lapping at it with tongue periodically. She went on to claim it was a nice feeling, whether due to his specific member or due to never trying this method before. Whichever the reason was, Reiji could only agree from his own perspective. "Nice doesn't begin to cover it from this end," he said with a contented sigh. "Has anyone ever told you... ah... your breasts are too soft to make sense?" he wondered.

Kusanagi had been given reasons for excitement multiple times over the past few days. Compared to his usual day-to-day demeanor, he was chuffed to absolute bits. Why was this hooker's past act of murder exciting to him? It seasoned her beautifully. Suddenly, the aspects of this woman made infinite sense. The way she hid and showed caution around others was no longer typical whore behavior. She wasn't just hiding from a pimp or some group of gangsters; she was also running from a murder case and all the vengeance that would follow her for life. The fear, the anxiety, the regret and... the satisfaction beneath it all ─ he could see and understand it fully now. "It's exciting because it's still eating you from within. You killed the former boss of the Onryu-kai. Now you're on the run, all because you chose the easiest method of escape. Was it satisfying? You must miss that initial feeling of freedom. You can only get that from a murder of passion... and it will never leave you. It only becomes easier," he explained with that grin still plastered on his face. "But... only the one, huh? You're too early. You didn't even consider the idea that I'm a member of the Onryu-kai. You didn't think... I would rape, maim and traffic you until your body no longer has value. You don't have enough paranoia yet. But... you did just think about killing me again. Who knows? Maybe you could get that feeling back if you did~"

[Apollymi]

Sakura and Reiji were on a journey of discovery and he seemed to b alright to be an outlet for her more sadistic tendencies. Odd as it was, others didn't seem to bring this out of her, if anything she'd say that being alone with Ryohei had the opposite effect and made her into something of a masochist, while Shota never really managed to change her demeanor much at all. Reiji was an interesting form of new standard appealing to her own tastes in such a legitimate way. Still with the man's cock currently between her breasts she rubbed at him while licking his cocks head and the shaft from time to time as it appeared. According to Reiji it felt great from his end as well. "Oh?" she could easily progress from this point, but she'd instead continue while they chatted. And in this moment she was given a rather interesting compliment. Her breasts were too soft to make sense, that unsettling grin came to her face as she looked up at Reiji. "I've never heard that before. But... I do really like it. Arigatou na~" she said genuinely. Compliments shouldn't be facts, she'd decided that herself, his opinion on the subject of her breasts was by far outstanding. "I'll have to make sure I properly thank you for the compliment~" she added giving the man a flirty wink. Just the same her mouth was soon properly occupied as she began the process of closing her lips around his glans and sucking the whole of him into her mouth down to the level of her own breasts. She could go farther, but for now, she was content to lavish him with the warmth inside her mouth and play with his throbbing cock between two pillows.

It would seem that this particular prostitute had outed herself a bit too much in her little game. But if anyone would have seen the truth of her, the boy beneath her foot was definitely the one to do it. Still she was resting the ball of her foot against his chest, but he showed no discontent. No. She could finally see it in his face, genuine excitement. A desire to understand clarified. It was... surreal after being able to see nothing from him for so long. She had spoke of being honest with him so she'd tell him the truth regarding his question. "It was satisfying. He was my main tormentor and knowing he was dead was such a relief that I initially had no idea what to do," she explained of herself rather earnestly. "I wouldn't know about that... I don't actively think about killing anyone. Most of the times I do my job and I go home," she said while leaning forward slightly. He truly didn't care that he was stuck beneath her presently the grin on his face contained far too much satisfaction for the conversation being had. His next words were triggering. He claimed he could be one of them that she'd not considered it, she hadn't but... that had not been a blind decision, "I didn't consider it, because those men move around in packs like the little dicked rats they are. Most times even if only one would approach the others are close enough around that its obvious," she explained of her own mild form of paranoia. "Besides that you're quite pretty for a man. Naw, even for a woman with that hidden freakiness of yours and that face..." she nudged his chin from side to side with the toe of her foot strangely aligning herself for exactly the sort of kill she'd previously gone for... "Is far too cute. You'd be in the same position I was, they would have abused you before figuring out what you were good for and that is quite bad for men, from what I hear..." she claimed. "You're too calm for that, too invested in something that requires real smarts to be connected directly... and far too relaxed after figuring out that I've killed someone to not be too dangerous to be associated with that kind of trash. Not directly anyway..." she said her thoughts on him. "I can't speak on the rapist part though, you could still be, I guess it would depend though with a face like yours women would throw themselves at you, as long as they aren't easily unnerved by that freakiness, but you can fake it too right? You were pretty soft spoken on that pick-up."

[Bloodedge]

A simple compliment that hardly had any suaveness to it was received as if it was something revolutionary. Sakura was such a strange girl. Frankly, Reiji just had no other way of explaining what he felt. Either way, he supposed a win was a win. The same could be said of Sakura's offer to... thank him properly, as she put it. She was already doing more than enough with squishy bosom rubbing his shaft, and more still with the addition of her tongue to the mix. Ah, but what was wrong with a little indulgence? "I would normally say there's no need, but in this case... I'd be remiss to do anything but accept the o─offer─" Just at the end, Reiji had a bit of a hiccup. Sakura was more effectively making use of her breasts and mouth simultaneously as those lips closed around his glans. He'd commented on one thing, but hardly to his surprise by now, her lips were equally, impossibly, soft. The warmth Reiji felt enshrouding his tip was equivalent to the feeling of aged wine hitting the belly. "That was sudden... but good. I'm glad I listened to impulse today," he admitted.

Meanwhile, that prostitute was admitting things as well. She did enjoy her first kill, but she'd yet to develop follow-through. That was a shame, but... Kusanagi really wanted to see her second kill. Maybe she'd try to kill him? That would be exciting as well. Apparently though, she wouldn't fully take the bait when he spoke of being in the Onryu-kai group. He worked alone; they didn't. He used his brain; they didn't. He was... pretty; they would have rather put him in the same position as her. The points were all accurate, but... she was tilting his head by the chin, using her foot. That long heel could pierce his neck at any moment. Did she have the gall? Time would tell. "Oh my. Maybe they did try to abuse me like they did you. What if I said they did, and now those 'little-dicked rats' are eunuchs onaholes?" he questioned. The leverage this woman had now was spectacular; she really could kill him... or at least make an effort. "Whether I'm a rapist or not, you're finally doing something sexy, Yujo-ya. Be careful. If you don't kill me... I might fuck you to death," he said, seeming absolutely elated and... even aroused. "Honesty for honesty. I like you now. It wouldn't be a bad way to go if you were to drive that heel into my neck while I fuck you retarded."