Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

At some point in the future, the trio would enjoy the majestic delicacy known as ice cream. For now however, other consumables were on the menu. That was roughly what Charlemagne had been reduced to as Sakura encroached upon him. He'd realized moments before where her gaze was focused, but he wasn't expecting to have the lass reaching for his cock as if it were some sort of offering. Upon grasping that which held her attention, Sakura took even further steps. She said he'd help with her ascension, and that obviously wasn't up for debate ─ not that he would have argued anyway.

Alas, Charlemagne couldn't even say much at all, much less an argument. During her reach, Sakura took the time to find herself a seat... on his face, of all places. Charlemagne was immediately silenced, blinded, and nearly even smothered by round flesh and a pit of sweet wine pressed against mouth and nose. If he had anything against this sort of encroachment, his body didn't agree. In fact, the only resistance shown would only be felt against Sakura's hand as his tool throbbed within it. His breath hitched only to pass through his mouth and into the demonic goddess's crotch. Such only began the process of Charlemagne's mouth being drip-fed her juices, which he knew was something liable to have a few... mental effects during consumption. Oh well. At least Angelica wasn't judging him for not being terrified as she was. Charlemagne would be able to take solace in that whenever he died the way many men dreamed of dying.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne became in the following minutes, an object for Sakura's pleasure and beyond that... the materials for her ascension. She took no issues with what she was doing, but she also didn't have a human understanding of such things to start with. Her own actions before this had been no different, she simply had a very specific goal in mind, to create more circumstances which made her happy. To her present knowledge, this situation was agreeable to all present. Charlemagne let out a rather interesting breath as she held his cock in her hands and sat upon his face. At the same time, Angelica agreed and would be found kneeling between the lad's legs facing Sakura with his cock between them.

Beyond the normal part of their lives, that throbbing cock would be given a gentle tongue lashing in response to its rowdiness. "An-chan, you're going to help me with this~" she offered the girl who nodded. Though she'd just had the lad's cock in her mouth a few moments prior she couldn't help being quite attracted to the view of Sakura's tongue lavishing that same cock. She leaned into her, taking the opportunity to initiate a tongue kiss with the tip of Charlemagne's cock acting as a blockade between them. Just the same, Sakura was keeping note of all taking place. She was sure there was something she could do to replicate the creation of a source, as she understood it... and she was sure the answer would come to her along with her orgasm. As she and Angelica kissed the shadows beneath the girl continued their molestation, as Sakura would have. Her fleshy form was fully explored while the red lines of Sakura's mana circuits, in their aggressive form seemed to be twitching below the surface of her skin. How interesting. The sensation of the kiss deepening by Angelica's actions caused the lass's loins to gain even more moisture as she wiggled her sex against the lad's face. He wouldn't be talking for a while yet, he might as well enjoy himself and simply breathing wouldn't be enough. "Yes, this works for a start~" she mused against the extended tongue of Angelica as their faces separated for the first time. Just the same the stroking of Charlemagne's cock would continue, lest she lose progress towards her eventual goal.

[Bloodedge]

Since Charlemagne wasn't going to be capable of speech for some unknown amount of time, he thought to make the best of this situation. Well, he didn't have much choice in the end. Whether he made a conscious decision or not, even the smallest movement from Sakura resulted in her crotch rubbing against his lower face. Worse yet, both she and Angelica were hovering around his groin. Charlemagne felt two tongues and two pairs of lips slithering around his glans, prompting several convulsions in his core and lower body.

In spite of those convulsions, Charlemagne remained capable of an offensive. He took that liberty with protruding tongue, which fluttered against Sakura's folds while forcing entry to the space between. Charlemagne suffered thoughts of drowning as fluids cascaded into his throat, but he could do naught but drink each time pooling occurred. In fact, it was essentially the only way he could manage breathing to some extent as Sakura's arse had his nose blocked. Maybe he should have taken issue with someone's backdoor being right against the tip of his nose... but alas, he could find no problems ─ it was even pleasant in this particular case. The wine-like quality of Sakura's mana paired wonderfully with the cherry scent that he couldn't even fathom coming from such a location. Whatever the case, he was soon wrapping around Sakura's thighs with both arms, his hands clasping at her buttocks in an attempt to create some spread for easier breathing. Whether that worked or not, though, he'd rather easily become committed to remaining in place.

[Apollymi]

Sakura and Angelica were treated to kisses and treated Charlemagne to the sensation of two mouths exploring his cock at various intervals. Just the same, Sakura discovered the technique of one of few sexual experiences she'd yet to take for herself. It took very little prompting for Charlemagne to begin attack her loins with his extended tongue. A gentle pause came from Sakura as she experienced the sensation of moist tongue against the flesh of her folds for the first time. Even as the person who decided upon this particular positioning she could take a moment or two to enjoy.

Seeing Sakura pause and taking it as a moment of exploitability, Angelica leaned forward, her tongue trailing down the other girl's neck and find itself around her nipple. Doing so she found herself leaning into Charlemagne her breasts finding new home around his cock and warming it where they mouths were no longer occupied. None of this was a conscious decision. No a simple matter of happenstance would leave Sakura moaning and Charlemagne with his cock buried between the luscious mounds of breasts. Of course, forward progress was the name of the game and as a little spark of sensation was felt, Charlemagne further settled into his work. His hands became wrapped around the thighs of Sakura, splitting her cheeks allowing a cool breeze to slip into the space the lad occupied. Perhaps he'd get a few clean breaths, or perhaps he wasn't actually interested in that. Only time would tell as Sakura began a gentle shifting of her hips against his extended tongue. "Oh!~ I like that~" she mused aloud, simply an observation but it was rather pointed. She was chasing the feeling of the coming orgasm even as she practically grinded herself against his face. All the while, she'd not properly unhanded his manhood though her grip had changed to accommodate the movements of Angelica. She was soon taking time to molest the other girl's chest were it lie around the tool before them. Still she randomly leaned forward to caress the lad with her tongue and it would be Angelica who was left to feel the sensation of the lad's throbbing against her chest. So scared the blonde had been, only to throw herself into her desire of Sakura without thinking, such was the allure of her person against those who could be called, 'divine'.

[Bloodedge]

Did it truly matter whether Charlemagne found breath or not? Apparently not, as his struggles to breathe properly were continuously overshadowed either by slurping, or by lapping. Sakura's mana possessed a similar intoxicating quality to that of the Holy Grail, albeit sultrier by nature. The more Sakura slicked his tongue, the more of her essence slid down his throat and influenced his mind, body and soul. Hungrily did he assault her undercarriage, even at the potential risk of his own consciousness. Ah, but he couldn't dare lose consciousness under current circumstances. . .

A few licks here, a few strokes ─ those things weren't the limit of what he felt below the waist. Some movements were made by Angelica, creating a random circumstance that left his shaft encompassed by her breasts. It was a very new experience for Charlemagne, providing a unique softness and... something else he couldn't quite quantify. A more knowledgeable individual from this world may have attributed that extra pleasantry to breasts being active pools of mana that massaged the soul just as the mounds of flesh holding said mana massaged the body in such a moment. As if he wasn't squirming enough already, his hips were bucking subconsciously by the time Sakura's tongue became involved, rubbing between Angelica's bosom using saliva alone as lubrication. By then, his breathing attempts had... devolved, in a way. Charlemagne was beginning to moan against Sakura's folds as his lips pressed against her, vibrating through the girl's core.

[Apollymi]

The nature of Sakura's being made her appealing to many different types of people. Her connection to Charlemagne would likely only exacerbate the sort of sensation that many people might have felt in passing around her. In tasting her mana he would only further his descent. She'd also not been holding back anything at all, so any intoxicating effect of her mana would be one he experienced all on his own. She'd have to ask him about it some other time when he could talk. For now, she was busy experiencing his hunger against her flesh. Each hungry lap, licking slurp and other such sound and sensation combination seemed to be doing nothing but furthering her pleasure.

Sakura's face was reddening. Her eyes were heavily lidded and her loins were twitching. As Charlemagne continued his work and her hips gently moved against his face she experienced a pleasurable experience, one which she couldn't help but enjoy. While she did this, Angelica's breasts were found around Charlemagne's stiff cock and now bucking hips seemed to be responding to the flesh. "Oh, I think he likes it~" chimed Sakura who was still observing, but her eyes were alight with an untold emotion. "I think so too... You look really, excited..." murmured Angelica. If Charlemagne liked what she was doing, she'd make sure to keep it up. She situated herself to stay where he was, allowing the lad to continue pumping his cock between the softness of her breasts. Of course, she also found herself enticed by Sakura's excited face and wanted to be more part of it. As such she kept up her work aiming to continue kissing her even as the shaodws Sakura used seemed to have found their way between her legs, caressing her folds and making her moan into the other girl's mouth. While their tongues danced Sakura approached a great release wand would at least do the lad beneath her the honor of warning him of her potential drowning. "Kazzun, don't stop now, I'm cumming~" she managed just those words as she crested. Ah, her brain was aflame. Her demonic desire was to ascend and her desire was presently for sex. She was a goddess and she could simply have sex to the point of excess... ah, but getting what she needed in excess would be something she had to do with Charlemagne particularly. "Aaah!~" she moaned happily. Yes this was worth doing... treating herself, but she also couldn't allow it to end before she was ready... so, there would have to be something in place. Her previous use of things was apparently not as welcome, so perhaps... she'd go about it the way of one of her other fathers. A red string would be appearing around the base of Charlemagne's cock and whenever he readied to release himself he'd find himself cut off from the expelling functionality.

[Bloodedge]

Somewhere at the bottom of Charlemagne's expectancies list was the sheer number of new experiences he was subjected to of late. He knew of the sexual 'threat' involving one person sitting on another's face, but experiencing it was a different matter entirely. Just the same, he had another new experience in conjunction with the former. There was little opening for anything but progression as both Angelica and Sakura took note of his mobile hips, the former taking it as reason to maintain her position. Interestingly enough, Charlemagne's hips weren't moving with purpose; it was merely the natural reaction to stimulus. He did thoroughly enjoy everything happening, even though he couldn't see. Actually... perhaps being blind to the various treatments of his member even improved the experience, as every little sensation was a surprise.

Irrespective of his own experience, Sakura warned of an impending orgasm on her part. Telling him not to stop wasn't at all necessary, but a notable throb in wake of virtually any moaned sentence toward him was a response in its own right. The outpour of mana against his tongue was quite the different occurrence this time. In Angelica's case, gravity worked against her release. Now however, Charlemagne was downstream... literally. Drowning may have become a legitimate concern as his face became drenched moment by moment. Already slurping and gulping away beneath her hips, Charlemagne's eyes were rolling back in intoxication. He felt something strange happening at the base of his shaft, but had neither the mind nor the will to question anything being felt right now. Everything was undoubtedly positive thus far; all Charlemagne had to offer was further hip thrusts, moans and slurps that attempted to drain that alcoholic substance between Sakura's legs. What was that feeling, though? Well... he'd be finding out eventually.

[Apollymi]

While Charlemagne enjoyed his temporary blindness, Sakura and Angelica were both enjoying their observations. In truth, both girls didn't know what to expect of their activities, and though Sakura had a plan of sorts coming together overtime, Angelica was mostly just around for the ride and thoroughly enjoying her contributions. It was something rather satisfying to Charlemagne's hips moving into her chest as she sought the lips of Sakura and subsequently fed on the other girl's moans. It was all quite an overwhelming experience especially when combined with the feelings Angelica was already dealing with.

A bit of a slight shift took place as Sakura moved enough to continue the movements of her tongue along Charlemagne's cock. Moreover that string of her magical creation seemed to be solidifying. It wouldn't reach the proper 'realness' until a certain goal was approached. One could think of it as if it was an apperature. Closing around something open to shut off its stream. Of course, it was also magical in nature and would mimic the sensation of something pleasant around the base of the lad's shaft as it aimed to cut off the flow of his mana, whenever it decided upon release. A gentle shift forward occurred in Sakura's hips, as if she intended to escape the lad's grasp even slightly. At the same time she reached out for Angelica her own shadows molesting the girl to the point of release which she experienced while kissing the lass in front of her. Angelica's ample bosom was still wrapped around Charlemagne's cock as the pair moaned into each other, saliva actively dripping between the two mouths and moistening the crevice between her breasts making his shifting even slicker. It was a complete accident but, something which was quite pleasant.

[Bloodedge]

What a life, Charlemagne thought. Having himself lodged between Angelica's breasts was tantamount to living a dream never dreamed. On the other hand, being trapped between Sakura's legs was similarly pleasant for reasons Charlemagne couldn't even fathom. Why was it an enjoyable experience? He couldn't tell, but he was also becoming far too immersed to have even a curiosity about it. He was hardly maintaining much by way of logical thought; the primary thing on his mind was further pleasure-seeking. As such, Charlemagne's tongue kept moving between Sakura's lower lips and even into her entrance, and his hips kept rising and falling to force a constant thrusting between Angelica's bosom.

The longer his movements continued, the more Charlemagne felt the very familiar sensation of buildup in his loins. Hungrily did he lap at Sakura's undercarriage, even inserting a finger into her canal and another into her rear. His hips bucked wildly in the wake of an added slickness around his shaft, clearly possessing little to no conscious influence. It would take only a matter of moments before he learned what that strange additional sensation was. In all his experiences of the past week, that building tingle typically preceded a feeling of movement internally. That wasn't happening at all, and in fact... it felt as if his would-be ejaculation was circulating instead of pushing forward. Maybe his drunken mind was playing tricks on him? Well, he'd know for certain in a few more moments. Anyone else, however, would probably be able to tell by the swelling of Charlemagne's testicles moment by moment.

[Apollymi]

What a life indeed. Both Angelica and Sakura could appreciate the current trajectory of their shared lives. The two young goddesses seemed to be quite enamored and much like Charlemagne himself rather keen to keep searching for pleasure in their shared activities. Still with her breasts against Charlemagne's cock, Angelica would be among the first to take note of the increase in the size of his testes. At the same time, Sakura's loins were still being tongued so it wouldn't be until the kiss between the pair broke that she finally managed to free herself from Charlemagne's grasp. Her hips slid forward from his face and settled somewhere around his torso while she watched the face that Angelica made as she examined the increase in the size of Charlemagne.

"Oh? I've never noticed this before," Angelica mentioned using her hands to gently caress the massive size of his family jewels as if a point of sheer curiosity. "Hm, they probably normally don't. But all containers for mana and grow to accommodate the increased amount," Sakura said in a matter of fact way. "Ah? Is that how it works," Angelica mentioned seeming pleased. She found the random information Sakura had to give to be quite interesting. Given she only had base knowledge of things it was quite nice to receive details. "Chuck are you alright down there? I'd be worried about if you if you weren't moving~" Angelica teased the lad knowing his face and mouth should be free enough both for him to breathe and for his actual reply. Just the same, Sakura continued to stroke the lad while peeking over her own shoulder at him. She wondered if she should remain in this position or perhaps shift a bit... obviously he wouldn't mind whichever view he got but... she wondered which she'd enjoy more. She'd never tried this as a ride facing away... perhaps it would be fun? The idea made her loins twitch. Also knowing that her plan seemed to be working was quite satisfying. Perhaps it would be for the best, to make sure someone received all the orgasms the lad was being denied? Her eyes shifted to Angelica and she knew what should be done. For every orgasm Charlemagne was denied, Angelica should receive one... that'd be fair.