Atlantis

[Bloodedge]

And then, there was the grinding motion of Tatsuki's hips which rubbed their loins against one another. This odd, slick sensation applied an amount of friction that piqued Kou's arousal to no end; he could only imagine how things would be in a matter of... presumably minutes. Little did he know, it simply wasn't to be, even by the time Tatsuki intended in the wake of climax. There was so much moisture encasing his shaft, even an inexperienced Kou could imagine the ease of entry, and yet nothing.

As the gasp finally left his throat, the flame of Akashi within began eating away at him once more. It wasn't the same this time, no; It felt more like a memory... but not quite. One could almost call this experience deja vu, though he was certain he'd never experienced anything of the sort before now. Could it have been related somehow to Akashi? No, that couldn't be right. Unless...

[Apollymi]

This was a strange thing for Tatsuki. As a superior being used to having a certain amount of control over a situation, her inability to make their bodies meet properly was bothersome. She couldn't give an honest explanation as to why, all information said she should have been able to, and though she moved her hips as to make it happen multiple times, all that happened was a gentle nudging of her entry. A slight pressure and slip, every movement of her hips caused this, even though she was trying her absolute hardest. There was a struggle here, one which she didn't know could exist. Though she moaned outwardly it was almost frustration, and it gnawed at her very being. Even as she was pushed closer and closer, and her hips moved faster and faster seemingly with the direct desire of making the lad take the plunge. It. Would. Not. Work.

This presented a different problem entirely as the lass continued, because now she had to make sure he finished as well, lest she have to explain why she'd stopped. Perhaps he wouldn't question it. Perhaps her teasing in this way could simply be how she chose to do this. And she'd continue her struggle until either he finished or he slipped within, whichever thing took place first. And regardless of the outcome she could maintain her current level of dominance. No one would have to know, that there was something stopping her from acting. Her fingers trailed back down where their bodies met and with every movement of her hips thereafter, she swiped the tip of him and her own source of pleasure. The flush on her face increased, why was such direct stimulation so much for her body, why did it feel like she knew exactly what she was doing to herself and the lad before her while she committed such an act. She would only be left to wonder while her body actively chased a pressure building deep within herself.

[Bloodedge]

Something was definitely off in this situation, and it wasn't necessarily that itch of Akashi within the lad. Even so, he did feel as if the male Dragonoid intended to take over his body, and continue this act in what he viewed as a more... proper way of handling things. Perhaps this alone would be an influence on Kou's actions to come.

Ah, the thing that happened to be a bit off. Tatsuki's movements, while infinitely pleasant to the ashen-haired male, didn't seem to be working toward proper progression. Rather, they did, as Kou felt every moment in which his tip just about entered her... yet did not do so. It shouldn't have worked out that way. Could it have been a lack of experience on Kimiko's part, or something else? All he knew was that this, too, felt somehow familiar.

"Eto..." he muttered, staring into the face of the moaning and flushed Dragonoid. "What if I..." If Tatsuki wanted honesty and decisiveness, she'd be having it offered to her in a matter of moments. Using one moment in which she slid up a bit, Kou bent his neck to bring his head to her bosom. It was a bit of an awkward approach, and a stressful angle for his neck at first, but he managed to latch onto her left nipple with his lips. As to avoid losing this latch due to Tatsuki's movement, he sucked away at it firmly. He'd intended to make use of his hands as well, but managed nothing more than a tug against the Dragonoid's grip.

[Apollymi]

Tatsuki's mind worked overtime but her hand was doing the same. Strangely throughout all of this, the ashen haired lad in front of her became a bit more active he took a strange position which had to be ever so slightly straining and then without prompting latched onto her left nipple. "Oooh~" a sound slipped from her mouth she hadn't expected. What an interestingly new sensation this was, as the lad sucked away she felt the tug of his hands against her tail. Strangely, since he'd decided to move of his own accord, she let go of his arms, her tail trailing down and her own body rising ever so lightly giving them a slightly better alignment for his head. What would he do with his hands? She hadn't the slightest idea, but she did want more decisive action from him, she could only reward such a desire while she searched for her own. Perhaps no assumptions would be made here, perhaps this would be taken as her intent, to make the lad act of his own accord.

Still there was something eating at the back of her mind. She was quite sure the personality of the other lass was not conscious. Did her original personality have some sort of issue with this action? Not possible... Tatsuki was very sure she had more power than a human child. Even one she gave the credit of being her host. Something else was taking place here and it was something she couldn't understand... maybe that was fine, as she fully intended to enjoy herself here and now, whether she could properly achieve copulation or not. It would seem with the slight shift in her position she'd aim to stop such wide movements of her hips, if only to keep Kou's head near enough to her for his comfort and her added pleasure. There was something satisfying about this she didn't quite recognize yet, but as her nipple was teased within his mouth that pressure filled sensation below seemed to increase by a great deal.

[Bloodedge]

Kou managed to take hold of the nipple he sought with his mouth, but there was more coming his way. Tatsuki decided to loose her tail from his wrists, freeing him to a minor descent that eased the tension in his neck, but also gave him the point of access he initially sought with his previously immobile hands. Each hand took hold of a hip when they finally lowered, squeezing intensely. Apparently, Kou had managed to build up quite a bit of tension during all of Tatsuki's teasing, and his body demanded release.

Labored breaths escaped his nostrils. Every moment in which his mouth briefly released the Dragonoid's nipple, the heat of his breath instead left his mouth to cascade over a breast moistened slightly by his own saliva. In the meantime, Kou pushed his own hips forward to slide himself against her sex of his own accord, before ultimately retreating to replace his manhood with the fore and middle fingers of his right hand. As far as he was concerned, the lack of proper action taken by Tatsuki was, in no way, her doing. He believed Kimiko had managed to overcome the Dragonoid's desire for its 'mate' of choice, leaving the latter with only the urge. Kou had his own urges at present, but if his assumptions were correct, he wouldn't want to penetrate the Dragonoid. He could, however, aide Tatsuki in some way; this was how he chose to do so.

[Apollymi]

Kou's actions seemed to free him quite a bit, and he took action unto himself much to the satisfaction of his Dragonoid partner. His hands once they lowered found their places upon her hips, squeezing rather tightly. She had no arguments for this, overall it was quite a pleasing feeling, one which caused her to moan and one which she strangely, felt had passed her skin before. His mouth still worked about her chest was soon simply adding heated breath to her person, and her own breaths quickened as a result. The tension in his body was obvious and he demanded release. Obviously, Tatsuki was about to get what she wanted without having to hunt it down herself. As Kou took to thrusting himself between her legs of his own accord.

It wasn't to be... she didn't get the filling sensation of his member into the center of her being. Instead the lad replaced himself with the fingers of his hand. A filling sensation of a different sort caused the Dragonoid lass a bit of surprise. Her body let go of all its tension in this moment and opened a flood gate the likes of which was incomparable to any other. The lad would find his hand slick with her release and though this wasn't the finish she sought it was the one she needed. Still there was the lad to think about and though he'd changed his own tactics, Tatsuki wasn't an actual tease by nature. She didn't intend to leave him with a throbbing member and no release of his own. Instead she lowered her own feet to the ground, pressing her body into his as her tail settled around him and his member was overcome with the vibrating pulses of the warm fluid from her own body as she aimed to bring about his end as well. No one would be left behind, even if the intentions of everyone present had shifted.

[Bloodedge]

Kou's fingers slid into the Dragonoid more easily than he could have imagined. That was all the proof he needed to know that his manhood should have experienced a similar ease of entry, yet it wasn't the case. Fair enough. Though this wasn't the ideal situation, it would certainly do. His fingers began to move within her nether, curling up naturally until a moment in which he felt something... strange. What was this? There was a specific area he made contact with, that felt somewhat coarse, more like an actual sponge than the otherwise smooth surfaces surrounding his fingers.

Whatever the case, he could hardly even be confused for long. There was simply too much going on against Kou's own body, what with the oscillating water encompassing and molesting his shaft and all. He felt as if he could explode at any given moment, and yet, it was strange. What sort of weird pornography was this woman into, to have such a ludicrous idea that worked out so incredibly well? Obviously, the same sort he consumed, but for whatever reason, that comparison never registered properly in Kou's mind.

[Apollymi]

Kou's fingers finding their home within Tatsuki's core was something very different for the lass. If she'd thought the entry of his fingers alone was something of a problem when the lad stroked the spongy part within her her knees buckled from the sensation. There was no denying exactly what that spot was, and no fighting the release which would happen if he continued in such a way. Her face flushed with such intense heat that it reached even the tips of her pointy ears, and as she leaned in, she aimed to whisper into the lad's face while she continued what she was doing with the vibrations of her own warm fluids around his manhood. "I can't resist this feeling," she said as her hips gently rocked against his fingers and her own manipulation of water seemed to quicken rhythmically. Had she just admitted weakness? Maybe. But to be fair such a feeling seemed to be something this body demanded and reacted to without even trying to resist. "Don't hold back..." she murmured gently aiming to press her lips against his. She wasn't capable of stopping the massive eruption below her waist and she aimed to create a similar feeling in the body of the lad. So that if it worked out, they'd reach peak at the same time as a mix of bodily fluids exploded into the throne room behind them.

[Bloodedge]

Closer and closer Tatsuki drew, until she ultimately spoke hushed words directly into his face. At about the same time, her odd choice of stroking him with water intensified. Such an action could, and did, only have a single outcome. That outcome was a building tension throughout Kou's body, as his own efforts intensified as well. There was a pressure building up in his loins, leading to an explosion from within. This was no new sensation for one such as Kou, or rather Yugi, but this time around was quite different. His curling fingers would become something more like a grip in his final moments, as he spewed his seed unto Tatsuki's bare legs from the angle. This eruption came with a gasp and a sigh, just about a moan before most tension vanished from Kou's body.

[Apollymi]

And there it was. The moment Tatsuki had been waiting for in a most explosive manner. She would find her legs covered in the results of her and Kou's combined efforts. Her own body tightened around his as this happened as well. Her own finish came with a moan directly into the lad's mouth and then her body lost all tension as well. Strangely she fell directly into the lad against this wall, her legs seeming to have lost all feeling in the moment. She only had her tail to help her out, and she used it to wrap around the pair of them so they could lean against the wall as they regained their breaths. As this occurred Tatsuki could be found, staring at the lad unabashedly, though seemingly very pleased.

Several moments would pass before the same maid who'd previously cleaned up after the pair made her way into the throne room. This was becoming a bit habitual, and though the ordering of the pairing had changed, it was still essentially the same pair of people caught in the same kind of compromising position with a similarly accompanying mess. Several motions of her hands were made to others this time as well before she cleared her throat to speak again. "Ahem. The baths are ready, if you'd like. Also we can't find your clothes... would you like to see the seamstress after?" she asked seemingly all about the business of this and having no problem completely ignoring the potential mess surrounding these two. Tatsuki heard these words and got a strange feeling from them. It felt almost like they were directed at her, like she'd heard them exactly this way before. Her eyes narrowed and she answered with her own thoughts about the lad in mind. "Bath, yes... Seamstress, no," Tatsuki said and she meant that to apply to both of them. The maid bowed and then aimed to lead them both towards the baths not knowing if they'd forgotten.