[Tokyo] The Center City

[Bloodedge]

"Hai, hai, hai," Mukuro replied as he took steps to keep behind Akiza. Soon after entering the bedroom, he found himself restrained to the headboard in what had to be a very heavily thought-out manner. Additionally, the blindfold formerly worn by the Thorn Queen, was applied to his face this time around; something which was followed by the woman straddling him once more. "Oh, I'm sure," he said regarding her initial statement. All the while, he adjusted to the sensation of blindness while Akiza went about enjoying herself using his person. Mukuro was an individual who used his eyes very frequently, so this sudden blindness was a very strange, yet somehow erotic experience for him. When asked if there was anything for the Thorn Queen to know, he hardly needed to think about it. "This is your world; not mine. Your call," he said. The things occurring thereafter all seemed about to the norm, but soon enough, Akiza's nails were beginning to dig into his back. This caused a minor grunt and a bit of tension from the Tar King, yet he didn't seem at all displeased by anything.

[Apollymi]

Akiza found herself enjoying her pace and the feeling of the Tar King's skin under her nails. His words seemed to lean towards allowing her to do whatever she wished. "Well, when you say it like that..." she paused noting the increase in tension in his person. It wasn't often one got to observe the Tar King without him doing the same at a much faster pace to you as well. As such she watched and taking the tension as something which wasn't something related to displeasure. Still she didn't seem to be in any sort of rush, as her hips moved in the lap of the Tar King she rather slowly drug her nails diagonally across while she tilted his head upwards to apparently meet her lip, but she didn't kiss him this time. No, she simply drug her tongue across his bottom lip before lightly biting it. "You're enjoying your blindness, Muko." she stated from right beside his ear, from her current vantage point she leaned towards him biting his shoulder just enough to leave imprints of her teeth before she dropped herself back into his lap to begin rocking again.

[Bloodedge]

As nails were dragged along his back, Mukuro's spine arched reflexively. Strangely enough, there was somewhat of a wicked grin on his visage. His head was raised at the same time, and the Tar King actually had a wrong assumption of how things would go from there. Much to his surprise, there was a line licked across his lip, followed by a bite. This came with the statement that he was enjoying the sensation of blindness in this moment, bringing from the man a scoff, which became something between a grunt and a sigh when another bite was applied to his shoulder. "Hmph. I suppose I'll admit to finding joy in a less-busy mind for once."

[Apollymi]

The movement of the Tar King as Akiza drug her nails across his back was about what she expected, but the wicked grin on his face when she tilted his head up was entirely new. It shocked her a bit. "Oh? What a nice face~" she chimed seemingly delighted at this expression she'd never seen before this point. At the mention that he was indeed enjoying his slight sensory deprivation, Akiza felt the tiniest bit of relief. Even so, it was about time for a change and she knew exactly which one she'd be making it was the one which had led to his being handcuffed in such a specific way. The girl used her own flexibility to situate herself with her legs on either side of the Tar King's hips, far enough apart to leave her slightly suspended over his manhood so that just the tip of him was within her. And while she did this she wound her fingers into his hair and pulled at the roots extending his neck to the left and licking a line up from his collarbone all the way to his ear. The entrance of the young woman's nether tightened slightly but she didn't slide down on the Tar King, instead she closed her teeth around his ear lobe leaving a gentle bite there while the nails of her right hand dug into his shoulder just a bit. "You know, I left you enough space to use your hips. If you want to feel more than this... you'll have to do it yourself." she mentioned in a teasing tone, having never released her hold on his hair she pulled just a bit tighter while she licked near the back of his neck where the most tension was created. It was a single rough brush of her tongue as if she was purposefully withholding a more painful stimulus.

[Bloodedge]

Aside from a bit of clawing, biting, and hair tugging here and there, Akiza was seeming more like a handmaid than the anticipated dominatrix in the eyes of the Tar King. However, he soon found where the torture would be coming into play, firsthand. His response to her words was staggered for a moment by the ensuing jerk of his hair, but when that was over, he felt the need to address how the Thorn Queen had applied herself to his groin so recently. "Hmph. Yare yare. I didn't expect you to go the mental route. You're asking for a lot," he said. Not only did this serve the purpose of mental torture, but Mukuro knew that he would also have to keep up a strenuous physical routine. So, he gave a quick, yet powerful tug to the handcuffs that bound him. This test of their strength seemed sufficient enough, so he kept a firm grip while utilizing his legs and core to thrust his hips upward. "Kisama. Not leaving much room for stamina, are you?"

[Apollymi]

Akiza found this moment a bit odd, as Mukuro tested his imprisonment properly a smirk would cross her face. When she imagined this scenario in her head, he always simply accepted his capture and never really fought against it. But she always figured he'd enjoy it if he put forth a bit of effort, which is probably where such a fantasy came from in her head. "Am I?" she asked seeming not to understand what he meant, about her use of mental torture. She did understand of course, but she enjoyed this moment she could pretend. Besides that, there was very little the Tar King ever admitted to, the other point of this torture fantasy of hers was related to that and would show itself as he made the first plunging upward movement into her body. Her grip on his hair would relax and the hand that rested there would wander down to the nape of his neck. Her finger tips would move across the skin there, but the touch would be gentle. As he worked using his core to pulse in and out of her she gave him gentle kisses and licks. "Well, you should make it count then shouldn't you?" she asked seeming not to care at all about how much energy the Tar King would exhaust struggling against his confinement to seek his own pleasure. Her other hand rubbed along his spine and across his back but there was no use of nails or force. She did this purposefully, because she saw the reaction of him to the small moments of torture also placed very specifically. This like all things the Thorn Queen did, was a trap, and without the ability to see her, she got to play with the idea of getting away with it, and that... was satisfying in a way that touched her deep inside.

[Bloodedge]

So, this was the extent of the Thorn Queen's malice. Mukuro had found himself in a predicament that required him to wear himself out in order to sate his own carnal desire, and it was far too late to resist now. At the same time, Akiza's hands continued to toy with his flesh. This, in a way, proved to be a distraction all its own, but it was one the Tar King had to deal with as well. "Kufufu~" he chuckled. "You've reached an all-time low, Akiza." With these few words shared, Mukuro planted his feet as firmly on the mattress as he was able. This was how he supported himself while plunging upward into the magenta-haired woman's body. This was sure to do a number on him, and in fact, he could already feel the strain it was presenting. However, he didn't have much choice but to seek his release in this way.

[Apollymi]

As the Tar King struggled it appeared he had room both to chuckle and to express an interesting sentiment about the Thorn Queen's current demeanor and choice of activity. A wicked smile would come to her face as he said this, but again, she'd feign ignorance of his point. "An all-time low?" she questioned pausing only to feel the nice plunging sensation from below and it was enough to make her curve her nails against his back. Not as deeply as she'd done previously but just enough to ensure that he felt them there. She leaned over and pressed her lips into the side of the young man's face, it was almost completely innocent, until she licked a line which traced his jaw up to his ear. "You'll have to tell me what you mean by that, Muko~" she said the deviousness couldn't be hidden from her voice as she exhaled before lightly nipping at the spot right behind his earlobe. She still seemed to be having a good time of this... but she also knew such a torture would only continue to stress the Tar King, and she had to admit that being in control of this particular situation was becoming a bit preoccupying as her body began to pulse with the pleasant sensation of being in power, her nether would contract just a tad making more work for the Tar King simply by flexing the muscles of her lower body.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmph. I've gone... blind... not stupid. You need no explanation," Mukuro said amidst a series of huffs and grunts as his upward efforts continued in earnest. Whatever pleasure the Thorn Queen got out of this could only be assumed by the sightless man beneath her, though a bit of evidence to the theory came in the form of her eventual clenching. This did indeed force him to work just a bit harder in his thrusting, but it was seeming to be quite worthwhile given the sensation he was achieving in addition to those being so generously provided to him by the woman above his person.

[Apollymi]

"Well, no I don't need an explanation of anything... my world remember?" the Thorn Queen mentioned, using the Tar King's earlier words against him, which is how he'd ended up in this situation in the first place. Even so, she couldn't deny that he was making good progress, finding both pacing and rhythm which seemed to do a world of good for both of them. She'd nearly forgotten that she was withholding more painful sensations from the young man as eventually her left hand retook its place in his hair grabbing a handful of it with much force as she tilted his head back she then lay a gentle kiss against the hollow of his neck. Such a press of her lips would be followed by a flicker of her tongue up and under his chin, tracing over his adam's apple. "Do feel free to share what you're thinking~ I do enjoy our chats." she mentioned. There was something pleasant on the horizon for the magenta haired lass as she rode both the power of this situation and the young man before her. One could rather easily tell that this young woman enjoyed getting the upper hand after having a disadvantage of some sort, but she wasn't a prone to showing this kind of mental acuity in her daily life.