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.

[Bloodedge]

Reiji was allowed some amount of reprieve from Sakura's antics. By now though, he didn't really want that. He was both ready and able to attack the next phase, lest an opportunity be lost by whatever emergencies could appear for Sakura. What he didn't have at his disposal currently, was contraceptives. He should have brought those from the bedroom, but even now, instead of going to grab one quickly... Reiji almost mindlessly followed Sakura into the bathtub and seated himself. Another statement had been taken as a quality compliment against Reiji's intentions. Once again though, he'd keep the win where he got it. "Now then," he said once seated, glancing across the tub toward Sakura. "About what I can do for you."

What was the point of Princess's decision? According to her, it was a matter of preference simply because she thought herself good at it... even if she detested the act. How strange. He could relate, at the very least, but Kusanagi didn't see the point while other viable options existed. "You're an odd woman. I like it," he admitted. She was as good as she thought in terms of fellating ─ perhaps even better than she thought. Kusanagi had been through a great deal of prostitutes in his life, and rarely did he feel a thing whilst wearing a condom in someone's mouth. She even managed to take him down to her tonsils by her own effort. Normally, that was something Kusanagi forced. Speaking of forcing... he was still thinking of doing that, but then came a realization. His attention was offered to the room beside them, and... so was hers. The observational ability of this woman was astounding for a civilian. Of course, it did make sense for hers to be higher than most ─ but not that high. No matter; Princess had a job to do. Kusanagi decided to remind her of that by placing a firm hand atop her head. "By the way, doing it like this will take you an upwards of three hours. I don't have that much time."

[Apollymi]

Reiji was offered a slight reprieve but he didn't seem so apt to take it. No, instead he joined Sakura in the bath and after a few moments of quiet contemplation, he asked her what he could do for her. She gave it an honest bit of consideration as she'd not really understood that kind of question the first time she'd ever been asked it. Her desires in general were to be taken aggressively the way someone else wanted. So, she could figure out what she wanted. In this case, she was also very interested in seeing how Reiji performed this act and she knew her own nature when it came to such things. "Hm, well I did initially mention taking that dick for a ride in a less direct way. I would like that... " she said giving it a bit more thought. "Mostly, I would really just enjoy a very physical kind of sex. So, if you wanted to just bend me over this tub that'd also be great for me too~" she claimed happily. The truth of the matter was, as long as this man reached her womb in some way, Sakura would definitely enjoy having sex with him.

At the same time, Princess seemed to say something else that Kusanagi found interesting. It would seem catching his attention was probably a very strange thing to do, but she wasn't trying to do so. But it didn't seem like a bad thing either. He was quite difficult to read but he also didn't seem like a bad guy, which was a strange mix considering her work. A firm hand on her head let her know she was about to become something rather odd. "Three hours? The fuck even are you?" she asked as if completely aghast, but the job she had to do was one which was normal. "Did you want to change it?" she asked. She was fairly confident in herself, but with a firm hand on her head she figured the push past her tonsils was about to be something she'd dislike. Condoms did desensitize in general but three hours was a bit of a ridiculous uptime. She kept up at least the movement of that hand lest she find herself in an awkward position and the movements of her tongue were still making progress. It'd likely do more without the condom but she wasn't the type to go against that particular rule of her own for a couple of reasons. The first of which being a diseased prostitute couldn't work... and that wasn't something she could afford.

[Bloodedge]

Akaba Reiji had half a mind to start questioning Sakura just to hear the interesting, alluring things she said at random. All he wanted to know now was whether he could do anything to repay her earlier favor, but the response he got was about a 'ride' mentioned earlier by Sakura. Ah, but that wasn't the most important thing. Far more imperative was her claim after a bit of thought ─ a claim that it'd be great if he bent her over the bathtub. Reiji stared at the girl blankly. The gumption with which she spoke such lewd statements was remarkable. Such things should have been off-putting, but he couldn't think of them as such. Reiji reached up to adjust his glasses before realizing he didn't even have them on. His mind was not in the right place. "Well, I could do that. I could gladly do that, since you put it that way," he admitted first and foremost. "But it would only be fair if I did whatever would be the most effective for getting you there, since you've effectively blown my mind already. Surely once we've guaranteed your satisfaction, we can have fun in whatever way we both enjoy."

Three hours may have been an underestimation on Kusanagi's part. At the very least, a withdrawn blowjob with a condom on would take that long, even with her show of skill. As for what he was, even he didn't know the reason for that sensitivity issue. He could easily blame a lack of feeling for anything, but that seemed... not quite right in this case. Well, he wouldn't be answering that part anyway. Kusanagi would instead give an explanation in greater detail. "You should feel accomplished if that's all it takes. You were right about being good at this," he said flatly. As for the idea of changing their current activity, he had no answer ─ at least nothing verbal. He wondered how much she could actually take, so of course... that hand on the back of Princess's head would be pushing down with the goal of forcing his cock into her throat. "This should count as a change... right?"

[Apollymi]

Sakura was watching as Reiji processed the words she'd spoken. It seemed she was still actively torturing the man if his visage said anything about how he was feeling. At the the very least, he tried to push his glasses up on his face even though they weren't present there. The smile she gave him was bright but also just a little bit predatory. Well, the sadist button was still being pressed after all. "Oh? Was it something I said~" she teased gently only to end up moving along. Beyond the points she listed it seemed that Reiji had a different purpose in his offer and it was one he expressed very clearly. He simply wished to return the favor of his previous orgasm in the way that would be best for Sakura herself. He claimed that afterwards they could move on to doing something for both of them but effectiveness for her was his goal initially. "Sou... I understand," she said happily. "Arigatou gouzaimasu..." she expressed thanks but it wasn't merely for the option to do what she wanted, but instead for a greater understanding of a different sort of situation. Of course, she could easily think through things this far removed, but that was not a matter which required a direct thought right now. "Though if you want to do the most effective thing for me, you should definitely bend me over this tub right now and fuck me~" she said a wicked little grin spreading across her face. She was definitely the type to say exactly what she thought, but she'd also help out moving to bend over the edge of the tub herself while showing Reiji his goal, which was a glistening slot held open by two fingers as she peeked over her shoulder at him.

At the same time, there were compliments being paid to Princess. Apparently she should feel confident if 3 hours was all it took. Perhaps he had some odd form of ED. She considered that might be the case when she was berating him early especially given his need for more violent forms of sexual activity. He was quite literally a man who gained a boner from the idea that she might try and kill him so maybe he just needed a lot to get going? Yes, that could be the case, "Thanks... I guess," she aimed for calm but knew it likely wasn't like that. She didn't get praised for the things she did, so honest compliments about her abilities were different to hear. But she wouldn't have much time to think it over, as his change became obvious. He forced himself deeper into her throat than she would have taken him naturally. She immediately began to panic. She felt like her throat was closing up, like she couldn't breath, but... 'I have to calm down. I don't want to pass out,' she tried to level her breathing change her posture a bit, relax and fight against her inclination to fight. It didn't happen immediately and tears formed in her eyes, but he'd make it where he was going into her throat while she choked on minty latex and moved her tongue a bit trying to make sure she could still get air enough to breathe. It was difficult, it was a lot of pressure and she almost didn't feel like herself. She felt like a little girl having her head held in place while some old man tickled her tonsils with his cock demanding she act like it was a pleasant experience for her. Nightmares would definitely be returning of this she was certain.