The bombardment of pleasantries was not so limited to Benihime, one would find; Raizen was beginning to feel as if his entire being was filling with something waiting to explode. Even with his obvious interest in the woman beneath him earlier this day, he had never expected to be so immersed in their shared activity. Raizen couldn't recall the last time he'd felt such focus, yet at the same time, his mind was virtually blank. It was as if instinct alone had taken control of his movements, and all he could properly occupy his mind with was what he felt, and thoughts of continuing to no end. And continue, he did, keeping the pace and force of the ongoing thrusts until such a time came that he would tire himself out and require a breather.