Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

The position called 69 was one that many didn't fully comprehend. One could credit the magical side of things as an origin, but a mutual servicing had a pattern of growth it didn't receive proper credit for. In such cases, the actions of one had a tendency to cause additional actions of another. As Kazuhiko's tongue passed over Miko's pearl, there was a pause in her actions which caused the return of her tongue to be surprising. Actually, there was a bigger surprise still ─ she attacked with open mouth instead of tongue. Well, that would only be the cause of furthered activity on the other end. The suction of her mouth brought tension to Kazu's body. Initially, this resulted in a heaved sigh cascading over Miko's loins, but then... there was more.

Once he'd finished exhaling over that drenched slit, Kazu pressed his lips into the flesh between Miko's legs. Of course he didn't think it was at all reasonable to literally make-out with someone's vagina, but was that going to stop him from doing so? No. No, he would be found shamelessly kissing folds and lashing out with tongue in a similar manner to how their mouths interacted previously. It was not a thing of experience or planning, but it was a thing of impulse. It wasn't as if he could plan something whilst at the mercy of Miko's mouth and hands anyway; it was all he could do to go on the offensive at all.

[Apollymi]

The 69 as it was called as perfect position. One of fairness one of equivalent exchange. She had participated in a couple such interactions already and found it to be, one of the most worthwhile uses of her time. Energy constantly cycling between two sources was one thing but the absolute randomness that happened during this position fed her ADHD and helped her focus better on her tasks. Sure there were interruptions but those were happy occasions which got her back on track within moments.

Now was one such time as her mouth closed around Kazuhiko's cock, there was initially a breath traveling along her loins which made her moan as well. That little moan would be sent directly into the lad's cock but not from the distance she normally liked to give it. Just the same by the time he began making out with her folds, lavishing her with lips and strokes of tongue, she'd gotten him down quite a ways. He reached the back of her throat while her hand spread her own saliva down to the base. She could take him much deeper but at this particular point she simply intended to give him a specific feeling. A gentle hum, a cascade of musical notes, 'La la la La la la la~' a simple arpeggio was something which resonated with many but mostly something she could easily do with her throat around his dick, not heard but felt against his glans before she swallowed him deeper still. As she went further down her hands needed more to do, and the moisture which leaked from her mouth would spread down to his balls which she began molesting as well. She decided in moments like these, that men were like fidget spinners. They gave her so much to do with her hands, her mouth, her ears, that she didn't have to decide what to focus on. All the same the muscles of her core jumped and more of her juices would be dripping out of her to meet his tongue. Her own hips wiggling into his actions as she found peace, and the build towards an orgasm which was going to be quite pleasant.

[Bloodedge]

And soon enough, there was a duet that at least one party was not aware of. Kazu felt something akin to vibrations travel from his tip down through his shaft. That, too, was something to affect his own actions subconsciously. He could still make no conscious efforts, but that did not mean there was a lack of progression. If nothing else, he had to focus anyway. Miko produced so much fluid between her legs, there were many times Kazuhiko had to swallow just to keep breathing. Persimmons had to be some sort of aphrodisiac. He felt himself somehow becoming harder ─ as if that were even possible. Just the same, he felt a growing thirst that had him drinking more and more, slurping at Miko's undercarriage with nigh reckless abandon.

As in all cases before... there was more. Anais had always been a shy little deer girl who rarely took initiative. Iino Miko was proving relentless already. Her hands never stopped moving, even as she took more of his length into her mouth and throat. All that moisture from her mouth was spread to his balls by those hands, which began the process of molestation from there. Several groans rose through Kazu's throat as that tension in his body maximized. His legs were shifting about; one leg even rose at the knee while his hips began squirming beneath Miko's head.

[Apollymi]

Miko was being overstimulated which would only contribute to the flood that Kazuhiko was swimming his way through. The truth of Miko wasn't something she rightly understood, but still she felt the hardening of the dick in her mouth and throat, and would only be giving it more treatment as a result. Each movement of her tongue, the opening and closing of her throat, the moans and hums of music notes... all worked together in her mind towards her ultimate goal. She was going to eat until she was satisfied. Just the same, she played with his sack amused by the textures found there, more fluid leaked from her mouth as well...

If Miko was anything one could compare her to a leaky faucet. Fluids never seemed to stop flowing, even as her own hips lowered and shifted. It was like those groaning noises from his throat became a rhythm she followed to move herself, as he squirmed beneath her. One of his legs rose and she wrapped one arm around it. She traced the underside with still damp finger tips, seeming to grip onto the lad as she climbed further and further up the proverbial mountain. That squirming wouldn't stop her either, she simply moved with it, able to keep up with the motions while opening and closing her throat, she was massaging his cock within her body as her hands explored his flesh. She was on the verge of climax and then... Snap. Like a dam breaking fluid flowed from between her folds as her womanhood quivered. Just the same a certain pitch was reached around that cock as she moaned her happiness directly into his body. Her own flesh seemed to lose tension as her chest rested against his torso and her tongue aimed to move around him a bit more. Perhaps she should withdraw him a bit from the depths of her throat, scoot forward a bit to make sure he could still breathe. She figured it was quite a lot simply to have splashing across one's face and torso especially when warnings couldn't be given.

[Bloodedge]

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Kazuhiko firmly believed such a thing in both of his lives thus far, and it would naturally be applied here. So much was happening around his genitals that a natural inclination to wrest some control took over his lower body. With his consciousness added to the mix, however, it became more akin to... going with the flow, as they say. All those juices flowing from Miko's loins were a drowning hazard. He remembered an event of almost drowning as Charles, many years ago. What was the answer that kept him alive?

Swim with the current.

Yes, that was his active decision as the flood was loosed over his face. Even as the occasional sputter was forced, every few moments resulted in a quick inhale or exhale. He had to stay on the offensive; he also had to plug the leak in a way. Desperation often led to grasping at whatever was nearby, and Kazu's hands were now firmly planted on either side of Miko's ass, tightly gripping her cheeks. The forefinger of one hand managed to slip into Miko's canal. It was to no avail, of course, but... he didn't really want to honestly stop the leakage anyway. Just the same, his grip would halt any retreat Miko had planned from his face. Ah... but what of the other side? One leg had already lifted, and it was eventually joined by the other. Both legs were arched at either side of Miko's head as his hips fully took on a mind of their own. Narrow thrusts belied a natural inclination to dive deeper into the girl's throat. Kazu swelled and throbbed more with each passing moment. Kazu couldn't even tell, but that leakage from his side of the exchange had only worsened in the past few moments. Well, surely there was too much saliva pouring from Miko's mouth for him to realize more was being added anyway. . .

[Apollymi]

Miko and Kazuhiko shared certain philosophies. Though Miko wasn't herself a naturally brave or daring person, after she committed to something, she threw herself into it. She resolved herself to devotion to things and people she enjoyed and Kazuhiko was such an individual. As such, she didn't give much even when she experienced her first orgasm of this particular position she couldn't stop. And apparently she wouldn't be allowed to even give the lad a breather.

His face remained where it was, and at least one finger found itself within her canal to be squeezed initially for daring to enter. Still... there was more to be undertaken here. As his other leg was soon raising to be looped around. She still had relatively good access to his jewels, but as the spillage from her mouth occurred and his hips began moving properly against her throat she found herself locked in place. His hips were moving into her mouth, going deeper into her throat and she could feel his cock pulsing and swelling. At this point, she could even taste a bit of almond along with the persimmon which was her mouth's normal flavor. His work in her folds caused more moans from her mouth and though it took some adjusting, she'd continue, taking breaths as needed, that little breeze from her nose zipping past his sack as her tongue and throat caressed his cock with reckless abandon. Every passing moment would see the girl's throat relax when he came in and tighten as he tried to pull away, she seemed content to have him buried there for the foreseeable future, until such a time as he exploded within her for the first time today. By the time they'd progressed any further she was resting against his fore with her small body, her head simply meeting those thrusts while she busied herself with the other textures of his body. Just the same, her hands would eventually be tightening around his thighs, as she approached another quivering orgasm...

[Bloodedge]

Kazu had no intention of letting Miko get away from his face. Just the same, it seemed she had no intention to back away from his dick. They would be at each other's throats... or rather, at each other's genitals, for a while yet. On Kazu's end, he'd be continuously fending off the sensation of drowning while also apparently trying to block Miko's airway with stuffing. He knew there were no associated dangers, but there was another danger literally creeping down his shaft.

Miko had quite the wet mouth ─ perhaps too wet. In due time, all that moisture that had been moved down to his balls for Miko's use was reaching other places as well. Kazu had... a wet asshole? Well, that sudden trickle feeling definitely wasn't anything else. "Haah!" he gasped from the shocking turn of events. Kazu couldn't say whether that feeling was great, or just weird, but he couldn't stress it either way. No, he had to focus on survival. If he slacked-off for even a moment, it may have actually been dangerous. Well, maybe that wasn't true. The danger meter would probably register in a similar way to whatever danger Miko was in, having that cock in her throat with the sheer quantity of fluid that could be ejected from it at any moment. Any moment? No, not any moment... rather, in a few moments. Kazu's hips were completely lifted off the mattress at some point, thrusting upward into Miko's mouth as if he knew everything would simply be alright in the end. One could hope so, at least. All he could do was assume Miko knew what she was doing with that massive blast of fluid ready to spray into her already-filled throat. At the very least, Kazu's hips would be finding rest a few moments after it all began... though the pouring wouldn't be stopping for several seconds thereafter.

[Apollymi]

Drowning and stuffing... these were two things which were occuring rather rapidly. Still, neither Kazu nor Miko found it in themselves to back down. The entirety of this situation sounded so wet to Miko. She could hear the sounds of her own swallowing, drooling and the humming of her throat periodically. But she could also hear Kazu slurping up fluids, his quickly taken breaths and the cherry on top... that gasp he let go of for reasons she didn't quite understand. Regardless of anything else, that sound alone would leave her with wiggling hips and more moans to offer.

What else was happening? Well his hips eventually lifted as he kept forcing himself into her throat. She was preparing herself after seeing his expulsion for something rather sizable to hit her stomach. What an all-consuming act this turned out to be. There was no escape for either individual and both seemed fully dedicated to their eventual flourishes. Even so... this journey was one filled with looming danger. Both seemed to be nearing a new limit and around the time Kazuhiko found himself releasing into her throat, Miko would be expelling yet another huge splash of fluids. Ah, but that wasn't all, there would soon be a pulse of almond milk flowing into Miko's throat, but she was prepared for this... 'Yosh!' she mentally chimed. Gulping and throaty noises would be escaping the lass as she drained that spillage and made sure it all made its way to her gullet instead of anywhere else. There was a certain deep satisfaction which came from her as he spilled inside her. She even followed those hips down as that pulse of mana came to it's final moment. Just the same the movements of her throat continued as if she intended to actually swallow him, and only when she was certain she'd finished, did she begin ejecting him from her mouth and throat. It was so much and it was filling her palate. He was simply, delicious. Of this she was certain as she was eventually able to eject him completely a little swipe of the tip of his cock would take place. "Gochisosamadeshita♫!" the small girl chimed as her own body came to relax against his and she scooted forward a bit, aiming to give him a bit of room.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko would eventually be surprised by Miko managing to consume his entire load without any waste. For the time being, however, he was sadly incapable of watching it happen. Maybe a more normal girl would have made such a thing obvious by feeling alone, but all that saliva thus far left Kazuhiko unable to tell if there was any moisture being added at this point. Sadly, that also meant he couldn't tell there was no increase. One change was noticed, though. Miko was losing fluid as she gained it, and... so was Kazu.

By the time Miko moved away from his face even a little, Kazuhiko had been sufficiently baptized. That last orgasm of hers flowed over his entire face. It flooded his mouth, it dripped into his nostrils, it spread across his skin. He huffed and puffed, still lapping at Miko's folds as she shifted. Kazu wasn't quite done. Obviously the same could be said of Miko, as she didn't even give him reprieve during the afterglow of ejaculation. Even when she did, another lick occurred... and he never felt her hands leave him. "Haa... haa... umai! Annie, you just baptized me. I didn't realize you were a religion, but... haa... I guess I'm your first disciple for now. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu~♥" he huffed. That finger of his had yet to be removed, but it was time to do something about it. Ah, but... there was something else. Being in that position he was in for so long, he had prolonged eye-contact with Miko's backdoor all the while. Kazu thought it was weird to think a butthole was 'cute' or anything similar, but... if such a thing existed, that's what he would call Miko's. He recalled their earlier conversation about experiences. By the time he pulled that finger from her wet hole, it didn't flee much before moving forward again... but just a little higher. "So Annie, you said you never..." That statement wouldn't finish, but she'd find out what he meant a few seconds after the silence. Kazu's forefinger was going to poke that puckered hole, and if not halted by Miko herself, it would be doing more than just poking.

[Apollymi]

So much was lost, so much was gained... and in exchange on both sides there was a certain, satisfaction. Miko had eaten all not a drop spilled but the same couldn't be said for Kazuhiko. She didn't expect it, given the way her loins dripped. Even so, it seemed that he'd liked his meal of choice. In fact, a superlative was given about the taste. 'Am I delicious?' she wanted to question but it seemed to be a thought internalized immediately. 'WE'RE DELICIOUS!~' a small but casual almost heat appeared in her chest at that... but it would only be expanding soon enough. Kazuhiko could speak again, after sputtering and what he had to say was ridiculous.

Kazuhiko claimed that he'd just been baptized and that he had no idea that Miko was a religion. He said not only that but claimed to be her first disciple and wanted to work well together. "Waaah, why would you say something so hot to me!?♫~" she chimed accepting the compliment. 'WE'RE A RELIGION!~' a certain almost burning sensation spread within her soul. She could feel it moving around, brightening her existence, spreading to every corner of her being as her inner-self stretched to accommodate. "It always feels so warm when you give me compliments like that, they always feel so real♫~" she said not knowing how to describe the sensation but knowing that it'd felt that way almost the entire time she'd known Charlie. "It's fine though... I'll be kind to my first disciple♪~" she claimed. Ah, but that wasn't all. Finally he emerged, though not without continuing to lick her loins a bit longer. She couldn't even be upset, given her hands were still on his balls and shaft. Ah... but he was finally removing his finger from her depths, but it didn't go far. He mentioned her not doing something and. "EEEP♫~" a little chirp escaped her as a finger was nestled into her rear. She'd not actually had use of her bottom at all since they'd returned and now that she was thinking about it, her body had likely been remade. Even so, that intrusion felt... "Ah... that's a different kind of feeling. Like all pressure and heat, but I don't hate it. That's slutty isn't it?" she said with heat flushing her face. Still... she didn't hate it, and as such wouldn't be stopping his exploration at all.