Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

There would be no reprieve for either party in Marisbury's penthouse. Whether with purpose or otherwise, Miko gave the man almost zero ability to act in any nonreactive way. It was only natural that, when he had the opportunity to do so, he try causing the same effect on her. A bit of cheating never hurt anyone when it was for the purpose of everyone's enjoyment. That little bullet held against Miko's opening made things better for her, and thus infinitely better-sounding for him. Everyone got to win. Miko even expressed her satisfaction despite the fact that Marisbury's goal hadn't been accomplished yet; he'd only placed that object at the entrance. So, as she sucked, drooled and moaned to send an entire host of pleasantries through his cock, Marisbury licked and pushed, literally drinking expelled juices while that bullet entered Miko's canal. He couldn't just let her put an end to him, though... the growing tightness of his sack told a different story about the reality of events.

Perhaps it could be said that Shota hadn't lost himself to the goddess. Perhaps that was true, or perhaps it wasn't. In actuality, Shota felt a motivation previously unknown to him. He had to satisfy, he had to claim, he had to... possess. He had reason to believe he was well on his way, particularly upon seeing and feeling Sakura's reactions... and hearing a very different tone of voice from the stoic lass. "Ah~? That's the Tohcchi I wanted to see. Show me more of that side, and we'll both have a good time," he said initially. Shota did take issue with something Sakura said, though. He spent a great deal of time with a finger prodding her anus, applying his tongue only when there weren't words to share. "It's not an influence, Tohcchi~♥ If there's something you like done to you, you should tell me so I can do it," he said, his tongue prodding her ass again between clauses. "Just look how much this is doing for you. You have to be more vocal~♥" he insisted. It was by sheer luck that he found the way to literally bring Sakura down onto her hands. Now that he'd managed as much, though, Shota figured another goal of his was more realistically reachable.

[Apollymi]

Miko was a girl with an interesting understanding in life. Though she was a virgin even just a few days ago, she'd found that she acted most naturally in sexual situations. Given this, it was easy for her to allow her body and mind to reach harmony, taking control of the situation and rolling with newly introduced concepts specifically as they applied to sex. The truth of this was quite interesting given the fact that Marisbury was still licking her slit and pushing a magic bullet into her at the same time. Those gentle vibrating functions served to stir her and she found herself easily moaning around his cock while he acted. He may have been trying to resist her, but she was at least familiar enough with anatomy to see the tightening of his sack from her angle and reach out with her unoccupied hand to caress and massage it while more moisture escaped from her mouth reaching even that place. So close to the precipice was Miko that her orgasm would leave her thighs tightening near Marisbury's head while she sang her happiness directly into his cock at a high pitched vibration. Her eyes closed and her body would remain tense before finding relaxation.

At the same time, Sakura found herself feeling something a bit closer to overwhelmed as her rear hole was tongued down in such a new way. Still advice was being given to the lass which seemed to do a bit of heavy lifting about human behavior. A compliment was made about this version of Sakura being the one that Kakihara wanted to see. Even so, he claimed they could both have fun if he saw more of it. She'd already told him how she worked as a being so that part would be up to him. But what was more interesting was the interpretation she'd apparently been wrong about. According to him, her telling him what to do, would not be influence. Apparently instead if there was something she wanted done she should be vocal about it. 'Hm, do humans need specific instructions to act? It would seem that way... I've told Kazzun to do what he wanted but go no real reaction out of him. The more interesting times have been without provocation but.. maybe there is a difference in how this works. It is quite confusing for such logic not to apply across the board,' she thought to herself. Humans, didn't want gods controlling their lives and telling them what to do, but did somehow want their goddess partners to give them specific instructions when it came to sex that they were going to be doing the most of the work for? Somehow that was about as contradictory as everything else she'd learned about humans and thus seemed about right. And in looking at herself in the mirror for so long she could see the bonuses of this kind of action. "Sou ka," she murmured. "Arigatou gouzaimasu..." she added she was here to learn so there wasn't much for her to say aside from understanding the point here and using it for her future reference. Those words also came with a small smile invisible though it might have been from his present angle.

[Bloodedge]

The first leg of a journey was nearly over, if one counted the climax of both parties as such. Marisbury managed to slip that bullet into Miko's opening fully, even managing to bury half of his finger inside before thighs were tightening around his head. Once more, there was a flow of persimmon juice to partake of. Once more, he'd drink to his satisfaction while utterly failing to fight against the wiles of a single human girl. He'd seen many humans do many things, but never had he consciously witnessed fellatio being so wet that it would drench one's testicles from a distance. He could have understood it if her lips reached the base of his member, but that was not currently the case. Oh well; it was certainly nothing to complain about. Miko's mouth was still moving, and so was the hand on his shaft when another hand massaged his sack. Such was too much for this divine being when coupled with the strange application of Miko's vocal undulations. Try as he might to to keep his own efforts up below her waist, Marisbury was too late to create an effective enough distraction. He'd first spurt once into her mouth. A peculiar pulse traveled through his cock during that time, but there was no resisting the brunt which followed as an outright wave of semen with a fair amount of pressure behind it.

While Shota busied himself with the asshole of a goddess he couldn't even realize was such, that same goddess kept her mind going. She had a goal of progressing experimentation, while he had the goal of keeping her demeanor in its present desirable form. Whether she figured things out or not was not Shota's business, nor his concern. His primary concern was the effect he was having on Sakura with only a bit of foreplay. After their brief verbal exchange, Sakura thanked him. Why? Well, that didn't matter; he could make many assumptions about the reason that were all just momentary thoughts anyway. Without bothering with anything else, Shota decided to pull away from the hole he'd been accosting. Was his task done? No. What he did from a slight distance away, oddly enough, was spit on her anus before thrusting his tongue against the hole as if to batter it.

[Apollymi]

Marisbury slipped that bullet into Miko's core and experiences the spillage of fluids caused by her orgasm. Doing so let Miko have the first spurt fromt he man in her mouth. This was great news for the young girl as she was always excited to see the results of her efforts. Interesting it was, to rather suddenly have an extra pressurized burst from the man into her mouth and throat. Even so, all she'd do was swallow, not completely caught off guard by it. Butter truly was something quite delicious and the way it mixed with her own natural flavor did indeed make for something quite delicious. She would be removing her mouth from his cock after everything he had was placed within her mouth. She shift sitting up and licking her lips seemingly pleased by the experience. With dessert taking care of there was only one thing to say, "Gochisosamadeshita!♪!~" she offered Marisbury while looking down her body at him. Yet, that bullet was still within her core and she could still feel it, even in her rather sensitive state. "Ah♫!~" she moaned seemingly pleased. If this was just the first of the night she wouldn't be denying herself any further rounds. No, she could sink into an activity like this many times over.

At the same time, Sakura was coming to terms with some new information. The fact that her face truly was becoming something so very expressive after the length of her life had her without such expressions. She was also coming to understand a bit more about the nature of humans though... that would always come with a few caveats. Whatever the case, Kakihara seemed content to continue and even when she thought he might have been done, he simply backed away and spit into her anus before continuing. This time taking a bit more of an aggressive approach. He was soon battering at her anus with his tongue as if he intended to enter it, after lathering it up with his saliva. He would find such a thing technically possible given the quivers of that particular hole an intrusion was likely. Just the same she found his choice odd, 'Humans are a bit strange, but I suppose it's still worth the study,' she decided firmly. Something of a devilish smirk coming to her face. She could at least appreciate that he was taking matters into his own hands and as such she'd continue to have her body react naturally. "Mm~" Heavier breaths panting out of her along with a few small moans would be the reward Kakihara as given for his efforts.

[Bloodedge]

Marisbury's chest was rising and falling due to the labored state of his breaths post-ejaculation. He didn't expect that turn of events. By all accounts, Marisbury should have been capable of reaching his end only by choice when dealing with a mortal. Some things just didn't make sense; who was he to question it? It was much to his benefit, so he'd simply deal with the fact that some human girl managed to milk him of mana. Things would likely just become more interesting from there, he thought. "You're something else," he commented as Miko righted her posture. Of course that bullet of his was still inside her and still very active. If she wanted to be rid of it, she needed only say so... but Marisbury wouldn't be making that information clear. "Haah... you say that like it's all over, Miko-chan~. It's only just after curfew," he said with an uncharacteristically devilish look in his eye. "The night is yours. What would you like to do now?"

If only Shota had been able to see Sakura's face, he would have known true elation. Well, he'd just have to settle for feeling her body shift and convulse as a lubricated tongue slipped into her ass. As his demeanor showed leading up to this point, Shota was not one to pull any punches. He pressed his face between those rounded cheeks until his chin pressed into her folds, rubbing by proxy of his mouth's existing movements. Those first moments were spent circling the hole from outside. Now, he was doing the same from just within. Ah, and Shota's hands were officially free. With that, he thought it only made sense to get back to groping Sakura's ass with those widespread fingers. "Huah~" he sighed into her moistened ass. The sounds he could hear from Sakura were just right, so of course he was going to push the absolute limits.

[Apollymi]

Marisbury didn't expect to ejaculate without it being his plan, but Miko did expect to get results from her efforts. Such was the way she view things, her ability to disrupt seemed to be easily managed within the confines of sexual activity. She was becoming keenly aware of her ability to influence this specific group of men, even if she had every reason to believe she shouldn't be able to. She was also busy catching her breath though her work at it was significantly harder considering her still vibrating loins. "I am?" that seemed to be a questioning response. It was always odd to her when adults were amazed, especially in the current situation. Perhaps she was still underestimating herself just a bit. Toppling a god without their consent wasn't something easily achieved. Apparently, she'd offered thanks for this meal a bit too soon. Marisbury claimed that it was only shortly after the start of curfew and that they were just getting started. The look on his face was most devilish so much so that Miko was left looking down at it with a shocked but quizzical expression. Looking down on someone was such a rare thing, she began to realize why she favored her top positions. "Well, when you look at me like that... I want♪~" she moaned. It really was difficult to ignore that vibration in her loins. "To ruin your life in the best way possible!♫~" she chimed finally. As for what she actually wanted to do, she supposed there a few things yet untested in this world. "And if we've got all night... well you have a present to finish unwrapping!~" she chimed. She'd be rearranging herself to kiss his lips gently before rolling onto the bed and squirming just a bit. "Also this bullet counts as torture♫~" she moaned. "I'll pay you back for it♪~" she teased him just a bit as she waited to see what this night would bring.

Sakura on the other hand was falling to the experience of foreplay in a different manner entirely. Kakihara was seemingly making a feast of her ass in a way that seemed almost terrifying. As far as sensations went it was well beyond anything that she could have expected. And what was more, it had her seeking refuge but not in a way that would have made sense. Her ass was already up in the air, and her hands were bracing her. By the time Kakihara was molesting and groping her ass again, she'd shifted the angles of her body so her chest and arms rested against the mirror's cool surface while her rear remained up high enough to be reached. Dangerous were the movements of this man's mouth as she still felt exceedingly stimulated overall. Actually, she was sure she could orgasm again even just from this... how odd. She'd not expected such techniques to slip in and make up what she figured would be quite the insurmountable gap. But learn she would, even as her breath caressed the glass and her legs eventually gave way to the overstimulation. She couldn't have called the experience anything but satisfactory as she was left panting out short breaths on her knees over a mirror. "Ah♥! Haah~" All caused by that swirling motion just within the cavity of her rear that was still twitching from the stimulation.

[Bloodedge]

Foreplay had officially reached its end in the penthouse. Even so, a night shared between Marisbury and Miko had only just passed the point of greeting. The Call of Creation was called such for a reason, after all. From the moment they made contact of a sexual nature, Marisbury had only become more and more invested in the idea of entering Miko in the old way. His eyes showed as much, and that was apparently some sort of trigger for Miko. She wanted... Ah, her response would take a moment due to those incessant vibrations. No matter. What she wanted was to ruin his life in the most spectacular fashion. Marisbury chuckled. "Oh, you mean you haven't done that already? Well, I suppose I have something to be very excited for," he mused. Onto the matter of unwrapping a present as they'd discussed earlier, Miko put herself in position to be gazed upon from above. Marisbury rolled himself until he was hovering over Miko, eyes traveling up and down her mostly nude body. "I do have a present to finish unwrapping, and by all means... I'm willing to accept whatever repayment you have~" he flirted. Seconds later, Marisbury was burying his face between the brunette's legs again. This time however, his purpose was to do as he'd once done with her bra by dragging that thong down with his teeth. Slowly did he pull it away, intending to savor every waking moment.

Another mouth was quite busy as well. If Shota could be likened to a shark, Sakura was bleeding into the ocean. He could feel her body moving lower and lower, though her ass was still in prime position for his consumption. The added lean of her body was yet another sign. Soon enough, Shota felt himself lowering by virtue of his weight bearing down on Sakura... who was indeed lowering bit by bit, until her knees reached the floor. Prostrated over a mirror with a tongue snaking into her ass, Sakura surely couldn't take the same approach she'd used against him earlier, Shota thought. All he had to do now was keep pushing just a bit more, and he'd call his overarching goal for this leg of the journey reached. Only then would his tongue retreat from the purple-haired girl's rectum ─ only once a true 'defeat' could be registered as Shota saw it.

[Apollymi]

A bit of dessert before their meal had been a thing completed. While Miko still had a vibrator within her folds, she was still quite pleased about the events which had happened so far. If he'd been interested in sexual contact with her for quite a while, she could say it'd been the same since she laid eyes on him in Munetsuchi, not that he had reason to know about that yet. Regardless of the desire, there were a few more steps to be taken before that could happen. Including more flirtatious words passed between them. Miko wanted to run Marisbury's life when he looked at her the way she did, and he seemed amused by the thought. He even claimed it meant he had something to look forward to, wondering how she hadn't managed to do so already. "Of course I haven't done it already♪!~" she moaned as she bit her own lip. "We're just getting started after all♫~" she chimed. It would be then that he rolled atop her and she found herself looking up at him. He was even willing to accept repayment he claimed as he looked down at her. Miko was squirming for a combination of reasons, his gaze on her flesh, the vibrator in her loins the... intensity of the moment. It was anxiety inducing. And then he was burying his face between her legs, not to service her, but to slowly pull those undergarments away with his teeth. They'd spoken on this point earlier but now that she was witnessing it her body went still even as she orgasmed around that bullet spilling her fluids as that lace was pulled down her flesh. "Ah♫!~ Box it..." she murmured knowing that this was a new core memory. It was going to have a place in her soul forever after doing something like this.

At the same time, Sakura was being reduced to a panting mess on all fours. Though she had no intention of faking anything... she couldn't say that stimulation to her anus wasn't one of the best things she'd ever experienced. Those little pulses within her anus were enough to tell her that this was truly something she enjoyed. She'd have to log it away for later. Ah, but now she was panting, her face reddened and she had to look. she peeked over her shoulder to gaze at the lad behind her. "Hah... You're supposed to be showing me how you fuck me, surely this isn't all there is to it?" she questioned in a most direct manner. Still her gaze would remain until she received an answer, even as a moan slipped from between her lips and more of her fluids spilled onto the mirror below her. Obviously, this man has proven his worth as far as his innovation was concerned, now he simply had to show her his actual ability to commit to the act of sex in the physical sense. What she'd come here for hadn't changed, she'd simply gotten a bit more than she expected along the way.

[Bloodedge]

Miko spoke of... boxing something. Marisbury didn't have the slightest clue what she meant, but he could infer a few things by context alone. Perhaps she had a thought that had to be logged for later use or address. He'd be sure to question it momentarily, but first, Miko's undergarments had to be peeled away. He saw the glistening sign of another orgasm on Miko's end by the time he'd moved down to her knees. Ah, there was more to be done, wasn't there? Marisbury's hands both rose to take the girl's thigh highs by the edges, dragging them slowly downward in his wake. In doing so, he ensured fingers were gently caressing the flesh underneath, all the way down. It would take nearly an entire minute for panties and tights alike to be pulled over the brunette's feet. Once they were, he rose with a thong still held between his teeth. He picked it up, having a cheeky, deep sniff before speaking again. "How delectable. Would you mind if I kept these? I'd like to sustain them as they are. I could always purchase more for you. You still need everyday clothes as well, right?"

In due time, Shota was finally able to see Sakura's face again. She peered over her shoulder, sporting the most alluring visage he'd ever seen while making demands. It wasn't quite the same delivery he'd have expected of her several minutes before, though. His tongue was still swirling around her anus, and would remain doing so until his goal was achieved. Sakura, however, wondered if this was all he intended. No answer came immediately. Shota merely smirked until that moan and overflow both escaped Sakura, removing one hand from her ass to pick his phone up from the floor. If uninterrupted, Sakura would first be subjected to a candid picture of her face before Shota's tongue stopped swirling. "I did say I was going to do that. But, you said I should take you how I want... and I like the way you look now," he said. At that point, he'd be sliding back enough to snap another photo: a fuller visual that included the kneeling girl and all of her lost fluids upon the mirror. Contrary to his words, Shota was reaching out to the coffee table and collecting a foil wrapper, which he'd roughly rip open with his teeth. A condom stored within that wrapper was removed. "So which one is it, Tohcchi? You're sending mixed signals about what you want~♥"

[Apollymi]

Miko's habit of boxing things of importance appeared once more. She'd be keeping her new core memory along with the day's adventures in its own box for her later perusal. Even so, it would seem that Marisbury wasn't quite done adding to her list of memorable moments. Slowly did he pull down her panties with his teeth and soon after her thigh-highs would follow. It would be an excruciating experience but well worth it to watch him at the end. The feeling of his skin against hers without barriers of any sort was likely some kind of hypnotic, and then there was the imagery. The look of a man comfortably sniffing the panties that came off her body so recently made her squeal. "Squee♪!~ It's not fair for someone to be this hot!" she exclaimed wishing she was still squeamish enough to close her eyes but happy she wasn't. Beyond this point it appeared he wanted to keep those panties. Miko never considered that she would be the target of anyone's trophy collection. Her face blushed exceedingly hard considering the continued state of her body. "You can definitely keep them. I do need to go shopping for regular clothes but you don't have to worry about that for me. I wouldn't want to be a bother, especially when I can actually afford to do so myself now that I have my phone with me," she mentioned with a smile. She was happy to be included and she was independently wealthy technically with her phone in hand she had her emergency credit card and could buy anything she desired without issue.

At the same time, Sakura was being subjected to a bit of candid photography. She didn't find this to be a big deal in anyway, and figured that Kakihara was just making memories he wished to keep track of. She didn't feel anything resembling awkward about the acts taking place, but it seemed she'd developed something like impatience. "I did say that but I didn't mean you could take so much time getting there..." she replied seeming to understand at least a bit the emotion she was currently feeling. Whatever the case, Kakihara was reaching for something on his coffee table and after getting his pictures he was unwrapping something odd. 'What is that...' she wondered never seeing an object like that before this moment. And it wasn't as if she was new to sex as an observer, such an object simply didn't exist in the land she came from. "You can't say I am sending mixed signals when you said I should be more vocal," she countered in a manner that was completely logical given their current development. "Do what you want, but hurry up..." she said.