Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Once more, Sakura was complacent to the plan sent her way. Whatever her reason, she decided becoming sex friends with Shota was a worthwhile endeavor. Of course, Shota himself was chuffed to bits. Little did he know, he'd only become more pleased when Sakura opened her mouth again. Sakura had been somewhat clear about things she liked, and very clear about things she didn't like. One more thing she didn't like... was condoms. She had no idea what she was saying to a human male from Gaia, who knew nothing of magic or the urge to create. They were only fucking; it was a thing of fun that most would demand protection for. Shota didn't even register her lack of knowledge regarding condoms, as she'd blatantly demanded he discard the one he was wearing. She'd even move forward enough to separate their privates when doing so. "... Oh?" Shota questioned as if in disbelief. He was already peeling it off before anything else was said. "You want to feel it bareback, huh? Don't even care if I spend all night cumming in you?"

Kaguya and Hiroshi were at the receiving end of a most random interruption. Hiroshi seemed entirely unfazed by being seen. It was another day in the life of the Myouou, though an interruption of their observations was slightly annoying. Ah, but... this human was an interesting one. He looked the part of an assassin with those eyes that were like ice somehow concealing a magical fire deep beneath the surface. Ah, this was just a customer looking to buy... something called meat buns. He stared at Kaguya who, in turn, stared back while giving the total for the male's purchase. Silence filled the office; unbroken eye contact led to one-sided bonding between participants. The green-haired young man did occasionally look away from Kaguya's eyes. He scanned her entire face, her entire body including the state of her clothes, the desk, and even Hiroshi briefly. Once those things were done, he looked at her eyes again. So deep was that gaze. A smile appeared on the man's face, but it was entirely ─ even purposefully ─ mechanical. Yes, he knew she could tell what was genuine. He knew she would understand there was no emotion behind those upturned lips, and he knew... she knew... he knew. One more thing was understood, at least in theory. How would it be tested? One word was shared, and it had nothing to do with the exchange he was digging in his pocket for. "... Bastard," the stranger said calmly, his gaze unwavering.

[Apollymi]

Sakura didn't mind being sex friends with Kakihara. In all terms she understood it would make sense for them to be exactly that. Even so, she'd started to be quite clear about things she liked and things she disliked those condoms weren't things she liked. The human desire to stop creation wasn't something she had naturally. Nor did she fear things like human disease or curses. She'd spent a few moments back home and knew that nothing about her constitution had changed. She also figured that unless she happened to encounter mana which could overpower her own, it wasn't like she'd run into any problems. In order for her experiments to work out, she needed unfiltered copulation. The surprise from Kakihara was noted, but he seemed to take her desires in stride. He asked her if she wanted to feel it bareback and the answer was of course yes, and if she didn't mind him cumming inside of her all night. "Well that was the plan, yes." she claimed deadpan the vulgarity of this situation not withstanding it was well within her plans to have this man within her body. And even if he cared about not mixing mana that didn't really make sense to her considering this tongue had been playing around with one of the purest forms of mana her body could provide. Sakura never intended for such a barrier to exist in the first place, it was bad for her plans if they did.

Meanwhile that man with his very ominous demeanor seemed to be breaking up the fun conversation happening between Kaguya and Hiroshi. Hiroshi was never one to flinch over being naked regardless, Kaguya however found herself remaining still under an old type of active camouflage she was hypothesizing this man in front of her possessed, at at a much higher extent than she'd observed in anyone else. Her hypothesis was confirmed when she was looked over by this man and he met her eyes again, he gave her a mechanical smile. One she knew wasn't real. There was a lot of emotion that could be read in someone's eyes and he didn't have it even while smiling. What would he say while digging around in his pocket for change. A single word... bastard. Ah, he knew what she was, there a shift in understanding and as if to communicate that understanding silently, Kaguya's face also shifted. It became cold and empty her lips also turning up in a way which was obviously meant not to convey the thoughts she had. And she knew... he knew... what such a look meant. "That's weird." she confirmed for him the information he sought and nothing more.

[Bloodedge]

Shota had no problems with the idea of discarding condoms entirely. Apparently, Sakura intended to go without one from the onset. He'd have never put one on if he knew that, but... oh well. Condoms did have a benefit or two beyond being contraceptives. By having one for their entire session thus far, Shota bought himself some extra time for the first round. "Even better. I thought it would be ages before we did something like this. Naughty naughty, Tohcchi~" the redhead chimed whilst brandishing a freshly-uncovered dick. "Since we're already here, let's change it up a little. Better get comfortable somewhere, Tohcchi; you'll be on your back next~♥"

Staring was abundant in the convenience store's office. Two very different shades of red were locked, and more understanding was gained than Kaguya and Hiroshi managed in their entire... learning excursion. The green-haired man spoke that single word, noting the small alterations to her face... and her interesting quality of calmness in the face of such an unusual stranger. Weird was what she called his assertion. That queer smile he offered was reciprocated as if to share a hidden language between two inside parties. The man's hand left his pocket, placing six total coins on the desk beside Kaguya. Lo, that hand lingered in place for a few moments. One finger swept along the desk's surface, swiping away a sample of clear fluids that were surely a product of Kaguya's undercarriage. Slowly did his hand raise until he could conspicuously lick that finger while eye contact remained steady. "Sou. I like you," he said after a long silence. What did the stranger mean by that? There was no clarity offered, but perhaps that smile on his face had become slightly... just ever so slightly, more genuine.

[Apollymi]

Sakura didn't like condoms and she saw the one on Kakihara's cock being pulled off without much extra thought. It would appear that this wasn't really a problem for her desires which was a bonus. She figured the worst that could happen was having to rewind time around this moment a few times to make sure she got the information she required. "Naughty?" she gave that one a bit of thought. She didn't feel like what she wanted was naughty, perhaps that required some extra questioning as well. She'd add it to the list of things to ask the girls native to this world. Whatever the case, he wanted to change things up a bit and with the knowledge that he wanted her on her back she decided it would be most comfortable to be in a bed. "Alright." she agreed. So naked Sakura searched this man's house until she found a bedroom and once she did she sat at the edge of his bed and had a casual look around.

Meanwhile, Kaguya was being confronted by something she found fairly interesting but also quite uncomfortable. The green haired man in front of her staring at her, studying her in a manner equivalent to the way she often studied others was quite disconcerting. In truth, though it was quite shocking to meet someone else with skills like that it was also a bit relieving to know she wasn't quite as alone in the world as she might have previously thought. Though obviously her use of such a face was for 'less serious' type reasons it didn't seem to matter. They understood each other. What was more, this lad placed the money for the steamed buns by Kaguya's thigh so close he was, but her own face didn't shift at all from his. She watched as he swiped the desk of her essence and tasted it. Her left brow twitched and there was a certain curiosity remaining within her after seeing someone she wasn't presently having sex with do something so invasive. But lo there would be speech to accompany this, he liked her did he? Well should she believe anything that came from the mouth of a person like that... staring at him for the duration she saw it, just a second... just a little. That hint of genuine emotion right on the cusp of his eyes for only a brief moment. She exhaled the breath she'd been holding, her visage shifting back. "Interesting..." she said her eyes quickly looking over the cash and then she casually reached for those meat buns and held them out for the man. "Arigatou, have a nice day~" she offered in the tone she usually spoke in wondering if he'd understand the difference between a proper flirt and the ones which seemed to be natural to her disposition.

[Bloodedge]

"Naughty," Shota reiterated. Sakura was breaking all kinds of social rules here, and he saw no reason to correct her. If she wanted to risk pregnancy and disease, it was her prerogative. Maybe she was just a slutty girl, and Shota himself was the one taking a risk in this case. Well, that would be worth it; what was life without taking some risks? Moving on from that thought, his suggestion to ensure comfort led to Sakura moving elsewhere. He grabbed his phone, grinning into the camera before flipping it and following Sakura along the way. Her ass became the star of the show while they climbed the stairs. By the time she sat atop the bed, the focal point was her front. She was still only sitting; obviously she needed a minute. As such, Shota stood right in front of her with the camera aimed down at her face. "You've been seeming pretty satisfied so far. How about that smile now?" he wondered, thinking that if Sakura acquiesced, a more deviant picture and recording of her smiling face would be even better than his original plan. Shota didn't even realized he'd already missed a few opportunities due to positioning earlier.

Back at the convenience store, the green-haired visitor completed his purchase and could freely leave Kaguya and Hiroshi alone. He wouldn't do so, however, as the former had become a point of interest. A quick check of his watch said he had a little time to spare. Once that was confirmed, he reached out again to claim possession of Kaguya's phone. Once he had possession of it, he intended to hold it in front of Kaguya to have her insert its unlock code. Whether she did or didn't made no difference to him. If she refrained, he'd simply employ an old technique of hovering over each number and watching her face for even the slightest change. After all, even forced stability had its tells to those who knew what they were looking for... and this man really knew what he was looking for.

[Apollymi]

Human ideals of risks simply didn't apply to Sakura, just the same their emotional stability also wasn't a thing she understood. Sakura may not have disliked the sex but that didn't mean she was going to be having her emotions shift. She wasn't risking pregnancy or disease that she knew of and would have known if something was wrong with the constitution of another and it would have been fixed by the end of their endeavor. Beyond this there was her sitting on the edge of his bed after having him follow her around. Whatever he got from the images he took was not her real concern. The confirmation of the word naughty played around in her head and she decided that there was probably a better phrase but that she simply didn't know it in the current language. She'd find it, and when she did... she'd express her discontent or content depending on how she found such a word. Regardless... there was a request made as she sat one which seemed to be rather odd. This man was focused on getting her to smile. Still she would do no such thing... she didn't simply smile she felt something and then a smile was present. Whether mental or physical as a stimuli, Sakura's smiles weren't something given on a demand. She simply remained deadpan, "No. That still doesn't work..." she said in a matter of fact way. Regardless, she'd been told to lay on her back so she would be doing so, scooting up into the bed and until her legs and arms were all inside of the large mattress.

At the same time, Kaguya was having an exchange probably with the strangest man she'd met since Mugen. Kaguya and Hiroshi were left sitting and standing in disarray while the green haired man checked his watched and seemed content to continue to remain within their presence. Still, not even a flinch or comment about the nudity and the obvious happenings of this room before this moment. What he reached out to claim possession of, wasn't his meat buns but instead Kaguya's phone. Interesting, this was going to be something of a tango then. A legitimate smile graced her face as she became curious about something and since the man apparently wanted either for her to unlock her phone or to unlock it, she decided the best course of action for a potential reaction. She reached out with her unoccupied and dominant left hand and pressed in the pass word. On a five key number slot her password was the epitome of bad manners. 11111 she then tapped the enter key and it would be on the home screen. If one scrolled through the numbers they'd find no familiy members there. No mom, dad, brothers or sisters. Instead the only numbers marked in Kaguya's phone were that of her best friends and her now former boyfriend, she forgot to do soething about that... she'd delete that shortly. Regardless she allowed him access and gazed into his face wondering what he planned to do with it.

[Bloodedge]

Once again, Shota would not be receiving the picture he sought, nor would he catch that smile on video at the moment. Oh well; he'd just have to catch her in the moment and make it candid. All things considered, he preferred the idea of a more natural look anyway, as they made much better trophies. "Sou, sou. I'll catch you smiling before the night is over," he vowed, determined to keep affecting the girl's visage in a positive way. So long as he could do that, he had nothing to fear. Surely going bareback would contribute greatly if Sakura's state had been altered by foreplay and safe sex alike. Once Sakura shifted onto her back, Shota had every intention of seeing that development through. A setup of his phone's camera allowed its visual to switch, turning a series of video cameras strategically placed around the room into the new recording source. He fully intended to make an entire movie using Sakura as the star, and it would all start with the reason some other lads threw around the title bitch breaker in his presence. Sakura's legs were lifted and pushed far, far back to expose her full undercarriage. Shota could even see her asshole from above as he moved forward, licking her slit on his way into position. What position had he chosen? It was something far older than any human would know ─ something that transcended time and reality when employed by those it originated from. Even humans called it the mating press without knowing its true power. Here and now, Shota would be taking his place above Sakura, squatting over her rear and pressing his tip against her folds. His entry would be against an even tighter clasp than before, but it was much easier the second time around ─ just as it would be easier to reach depths most mortals regarded as impossible. "I wonder if anyone's ever done this to you, Tohcchi~♥" he boasted during a slow, gruesome descent through her canal.

Meanwhile, Kaguya took the easier and quicker option of inserting her own passcode. The sequence was easily the simplest he'd ever seen, but still, he remained unbothered as he did with everything else. Finally having access, he turned the device toward himself and inserted a phone number, saving it under the name Kusanagi. His eyes never left Kaguya as these things were done. Of course, he did eventually glance at the device... only to confirm how few contacts she had saved. A brief delve into her image folder would occur as he addressed the girl again. "They'll probably bother you again. Be ready," he said while perusing any photos she had of herself, loved ones and so on. "I'm running out of time. Where's the woman from here?"

[Apollymi]

Kakihara may have wanted smiling pictures of Sakura but that wasn't something the girl would do without the ability to feel the desire to smile. Of course, he seemed alright with this and Sakura herself wasn't going to be making the human style concession of faking an emotion she didn't feel. It seemed all was well, as she found her way into his bed a certain and new position was being taken but it was familiar to Sakura. One of her father's favored this sort of thing and she'd witnessed it before. She understood by observation the point of it and couldn't help but be mildly curious. Humans didn't seem to know the point of pushing past the limit of one's canal. The idea of one of them managing it with their limited tool use was rather rare indeed. Beyond that point it would be stated that most wouldn't even understand the magical and universal transcendence of reaching such a point within another person. Just the same, Sakura knew all the magical ramifications and found herself pleased that she'd be able to conduct a proper stress test. A lick was delivered up her slit as the man took position and placed his cock near her folds. He questioned whether anyone had ever done this to her, she could reply simply, "No..." she stated. Still there was a certain humanness to her current act of contortion. Bent with her bottom up in the air and her shoulders against the mattress. It would seem that all of this was done with positioning and comfort in said position in mind. Just the same if he meant entering her womb the answer was something else entirely but there was no reason to divulge such things when he was making his way into her core already. 'Good good. We're progressing nicely. I guess I will be finding out if there is a lot of merit to the idea of the sex friend and their ability to give an above average human experience,' she thought as the spreading of her body in such a position was quite torturous even to her. Definitely a position worth trying again.

In the meantime, Kaguya and the green haired customer were busy having an oddly short but concise conversation. Most of said conversation was looks and understanding but they were similar enough to get the basic understanding of each other. Kaguya knew the green haired man was a monster. And he, knew her status as a bastard likely from a well-to-do family who was running away. As he looked through her phone he seemed to be on some sort of schedule. He claimed that 'They' would bother her again so she should be ready. "Hai hai, I appreciate the advice, nii-san~" His last statement on running out of time was related to the woman who ran the shop. He was looking fo her... odd. Kaguya's eyes hadn't shifted from him, so she'd tell the truth. "We sent her home early to be with her husband..." she mentioned while studying his face. Kaguya was wondering if she was right about her initial feelings concerning Rita's husband. Kaguya had been familiar with the energy of the cheating husband since her conception and even just the mention of their separated lives was enough to set her on edge. She could hope that a woman as nice as Rita was, was actually just having a minor communication problem given conflicting schedules, but... the fact that this hyper observant man was looking for her, made Kaguya think that this simply wasn't the case.

[Bloodedge]

One more tally went onto the chart of new experiences for Sakura. Knowing nothing about her situation thus far, Shota viewed himself as being her future sole source of new, great and exciting sexual encounters, even if she entered a relationship... or perhaps especially if that were the case. Regardless, he would at least be making some major headway with this choice of position. It wasn't one he decided to break out so early, but Sakura seemed to require much more than the average girl. The fact that this was new to her was just another plus in his favor, Shota believed. "You're in for a treat then. I'm sure you'll enjoy this," he insisted. Deeper and deeper he dove, using his squatting position to piston instead of his core. The depths he reached could get no deeper in that descent, his cock pressing against Sakura's cervix. He'd felt that before, just once or twice. There was something about it that triggered an unrecognizable urge ─ one Shota couldn't understand, but also couldn't argue against very effectively. His knees bent and unbent repeatedly, each movement causing the tugs and thrusts that went into Sakura's canal, and each leading to a crash against her cervix. No... it seemed there was more to it than that. After the first couple of impacts, future occurrences resulted in an opening and several brief visits within. Such a thing shouldn't have been possible as most mortals understood, but clearly mortal understanding was lacking.

Kaguya took the man hereby known as Kusanagi at his word, clearly understanding his advice. She was what many would call dangerously clever when it came to understanding such deep matters. Kusanagi saw that in her demeanor, actions and responses. She'd make a great interrogator... or killer. The life she led was not so abnormal, though. The group of friends he saw in her camera reel was actually quite wholesome, if a bit closer than the standard. "You have interesting friends. I passed one recently; her face was interesting," he said, divulging no details about which one he'd seen or how recently it was. Kusanagi returned the girl's phone and grabbed his purchase without much additional fuss. It sounded like the woman he sought would not be returning tonight. She was with her husband? He may not have seemed interested in the details, but that was valuable knowledge. "Sou ka. She's almost out of time too," he said cryptically. With that, the green-haired male turned to walk away, doing so with a single word of farewell. "Sayonara."

[Apollymi]

Sakura was apparently in for a treat. She assumed Kakihara's definition of this was quite different but she'd allow the experience to carry on unimpeded, given her desire to establish a baseline of his behavior. Even so, the bend in her body and the current depth which could be reached within her was showing positive signs for the future. Eventually he made his way in and when he did, a couple of interesting sensations were felt. Her face reddened deeply as he pushed against her womb. Interestingly enough the contact made by bare flesh had significantly improved this experience already. 'Condoms are sensory deprivation devices. They presumably work on both ends, stopping sensation from both sides for unknown reasons. Without it proper depth can be reached and he seems to be following the instinct all on his own.' she concluded her own thoughts as the Kakihara began the drive forward. Brief entrances and exits were made to her womb and they provided Sakura with feeling. It was a bit closer to what she was looking for but it didn't have the kind of lasting effect she would have liked. Still, there wasn't a nothing for the sensation. It was nice. Her face seemed to loosen up a bit. She pushed closer and closer to orgasm but... at the same time she seemed to be experiencing something new enough by virtue of changes that it was worth contemplation. as such while her body reacted in its natural way, tightening upon its intruder and aiming for collapse, she... analyzed the sensations and amount of depth she received.

Kusanagi was, an odd man. Kaguya was sure of this just by knowing that she couldn't read his facial expressions and reactions. It was odd to be on the other end of something like that... regardless it seemed that he was content to keep talking while being mostly uninterpretable. A claim was made that she had interesting friends, and that he'd seen one recently and her face was interesting. The only information that gave away, was that he wasn't talking about Miyuki and while she would have liked to assume he meant some other friend... Miko was the only one in the area. "I do... they are some of my favorite people," she mused about her friends in earnest. When she was handed her phone back she did the thing she'd been meaning to do, and deleted the number, text message string of one Shirogane Miyuki. Still, his words weren't threatening enough for it to be a serious initial cause for concern. What was more concerning was the cryptic statement about the shop-owner almost being out of time, after learning she'd been sent home for the night. All he said was Sayonara. Such a simple term but Kaguya remembered uttering it herself and what it meant at the time. Her brows tensed ever so slightly as she watched him leave and only when he'd cleared the door did she relax even a little. "I owe Mi-chan an apology a face like that is actually quite hard to understand," she commented as she looked at the name and number now in her recently returned phone. Why a killer decided she needed his number she wasn't sure. How he saw so much of her life in her face, she wasn't sure. At the very least, she'd be aiming for that sort of understanding in the magical world, aside from her own observational skills she'd say his were peak!