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  1. #91
    Kiss... accepted. That was good, but it was only the first step. The Kitsune considered that it was of the utmost importance that the follow through until the lad's release, to clear his mind of the thoughts about her which plagued him. Did she consider at all that doing such a thing might make it worse in the long run? No. In the long term, they could have each other without needing to handle every single problem this world had to offer. In her own mind, they could eventually fall into a nice day to day life and have nothing better to do than indulge. Having such thoughts of the future, made it so that she could in her mind carry-on, as such, this would be but a snack on their way to the full course meal. Her hand continued to rub against him as their lips met, a small break between their mouths would allow the lass to move forward. She was chasing a certain idea in her head, and this was about the start. She ran her tongue gently over his bottom lip, begging permission to take this make-out session to the next level. She didn't have much practice with this so to speak, but she read enough smut to know it would probably help along the process. If this summons was answered, she'd gently slip her tongue into the lad's mouth, aiming to wrestle hers against his and by virtue of that dominating this part of the interaction initially. Her cheeks flushed, though they'd kissed before and gone even farther, perhaps... these moments of increased intimacy were worth looking forward to. All the while she left her mouth open enough for exploration, if the lad was willing to try and navigate past her fanged teeth.

  2. #92
    Kou didn't have to wonder for very long what sort of progress was going to be made here. Though he had such trouble removing distraction from their very necessary escape, it seemed he had no issue at all letting his mind be wiped of the situation surrounding them. The moment their lips touched, the same moment she reached for his groin, his mind was all but wiped. One thing existed at present, and it was the moment starting within the barrier. Even though he couldn't react verbally, there was an obvious physical reaction pulsing its way through his member. In fact, it was almost as if the previous night never happened─ like he'd never even achieved the touch of another, even then. Tamamo's tongue prodding for entry to his mouth was a new and pleasant experience as well. With that being the case, he allowed that entry. Kou's own tongue met hers, massaging it with mimicked movements as his hand rose to touch the lass' cheek. What a lovely, wholesome moment... well, if one were to ignore Tamamo's additional touch. How far did she intend to go, he wondered. Whatever the case, it didn't matter much now. Something was going to happen besides a simple kiss, and Kou was keen to discover what that something was... while also carefully letting his tongue retaliate within the mouth of Tamamo, making every attempt to avoid cutting itself on those sharp canines.

  3. #93
    Their kiss deepened. It seemed that Kou was fine with the way she chose to progress and she was even granted access to his mouth. She couldn't have been more pleased by this fact. A connection of lips, mouths and tongues was surprisingly refreshing to her... was this what it was always like? She couldn't help but wonder, but she couldn't focus on her own thoughts. Actually, those seemed to be melting away with every careful movement of this lad's tongue within her own mouth. It didn't help that she could feel within his loins the pulsing of his member, so familiar and yet, very foreign. It was strange, but it was almost as if the previous night wasn't as connected to her body as she remembered it from her other perspective. So, feeling this way, how far did she intend to go? The answer was simply... as far as needed.

    Their lips remained locked, the dancing of tongues was also something without cease. At the same time, the distance between them was closed in by the lass in question, as they came closer together, she began work at his pants, as if she intended to reveal his manhood here and now. Was this strange? Maybe, but she did have something she intended to do, and something she wished to try, why not do both things at the same time? Her ample bosom pressed against his chest as she delighted in these sensations. If she succeeded in freeing him, she take a much more direct approach to stroking his manhood, all the while seeming to be deeply invested in their shared activity.

  4. #94
    It seemed these two had very different reasons for feeling as if this was a new experience. Whatever was happening on Tamamo's end, Kou was merely reaching a different sort of euphoria to the previous night. Still, there was the curiosity... but it truly didn't matter what the stopping point was; Tamamo obviously had no intention of ending this until some level of satisfaction was reached via release. As tongues rubbed against one another repeatedly, she made clear her intention of progressing. Kou could feel her fiddling with his pants, having zero willingness to stop or slow her progress. In fact, the shifting of his hips allowed for an easier slip to free his member of its confines. Up it went, no less stiff than the previous time this lass found it against her palm.

    How strange. Kou, or rather Aiba Yugi, had no expectation of such a thing happening to him in life... yet here he was, experiencing it for the second time in under 24 hours. He wasn't sure how to feel about it. No, he was very sure he should feel elated... and that he was. Nothing held back the moan that escaped him due to the Youkai's touch, that little vibration building in his throat traveling directly into the pink-haired girl's mouth through his own.

  5. #95
    Tamamo found a bit of help, in freeing the lad from his pants. Mostly, by virtue of him shifting his hips a bit even while they kissed. Soon after she was greeted by his bulging manhood, standing at attention within her grasp. What was more, the lad even gave her a little moan to work with, that small vibration into her mouth was something strange to the girl. It wasn't unpleasant in the least and made her feel strangely powerful in the moment. It would be now that the break between their mouths would happen, but she wouldn't allow too much space between them. No, she'd speak directly into the lad's face while beginning to stroke his manhood. There was an extreme amount of smug present on this Kitsune's face, and she had some cheeky commentary to offer. "Ara, ara... Mikon! You're pretty lively!~" she chimed. It was exactly as she said. One would have expected a bit of lag, but smut told her that when attraction was a major factor, physical limits could be overcome. While she had been speaking that gentle stroking of his manhood would ensue, with the same kind of light grip she always had as she slid her hand up and down his silken member. But... was she okay with this?

    The answer was complicated. She liked doing this, and as a person, Ashikaga Kimiko had initially been unsure of this lad found her attractive at all. Perhaps knowing that he liked her, and seeing his physical response to her motivations did something extra for her outlook. That as an aside, she'd been teasing the lad and getting an understanding of his preferences. He didn't dislike a lot of things and enjoyed surprises. There was a certain something she could offer with her current body type that she'd always wanted to try out and it was sure to help along this particular aspect of their adventure. She leaned in once more and pecked his lips gently, as her own kimono seemed to fall around her chest exposing a new and ample bosom. But what would she do with this? Only time would tell.

  6. #96
    And so, that teasing nature of the Kitsune reared its head again. The very core of his being was literally in her hands, and she used that opportunity to speak on his liveliness. He couldn't quite call that strange, but it was certainly surprising every time such words passed her lips. What's more, it was a source of furthered arousal. "I..." He didn't have a single word in his vocabulary to explain himself. His groin, however, did all the explaining necessary. As Tamamo continued her stroking and pecked his lips with hers, her chest became bared. The moment after their lips parted was one which allowed him a full view of those... evolved breasts in bare form, and his manhood responded in kind. Throbbing was a normal response to any such stimulus, and had been something to occur all along. This time, however, was different. One pulse occurred, and held itself in place, as if his shaft were attempting to swell beyond its natural limit. Had he developed expectations? Perhaps. There were quite a few things that could have happened in the following moments, and all were quite pleasant to think. In fact, Kou's mind even traveled back to how the pair had initially landed in this trap...

  7. #97
    Tamamo had exposed her own breasts while continuing to stroke the lad's manhood directly. How interesting was it, that he couldn't seem to find his words? Very, actually the entire thing was adorable to her. She found his flustered disposition and easily readable face to be one of his charm points. Right just now, his body was being much more forward than his words could have managed anyway, so it mattered very little. A throb within his loins made it stand even further at attention as if such a thing was even possible. And for an added occurance it seemed there were at least a few dirty thoughts running through his mind at the time of viewing her now more ample bosom. "Hm, one does wonder how far your imagination traveled in such a short time~" she teased the lad as she backed up just a tad. She released his manhood only to surround it on either side by the middle of her bosom and began moving her chest in an up and down motion, replacing the gentle stroking of her hands with the pillow of her bosom instead. This placed her in a strange position, one of service, but she didn't mind this at all, it actually gave her a great amount of freedom to view his face. His member still felt quite silken between her bosom. She may not have fully understood why characters with large breasts did this sort of thing, but she was starting to gain some idea.

  8. #98
    Quite far, would be the answer to the distance his imagination went. He saw not only the potential beginning, but the entire event that could have unfolded here in this barrier. Regardless of what he envisioned, he was mostly curious as to what Tamamo would do. Options were far from scarce, but her demeanor implied that any of them could become viable at any given moment. Something about that was both terrifying, and exciting as a prospect. Nothing would be deterring him from letting whatever happen, though; not at this point. Her choice, though? Well, it became very clear only a few moments after her speech, as she lowered her torso into his lap to surround his groin with her new, more sizable breasts. The lad always had an idea of what such a thing would feel like, but he learned here and now just how very wrong he was. A pair of fleshy cushions embraced his manhood, and wasted no time before adopting a stroking motion of their own. As far as sensations were concerned, it was less intense than what a hand could offer... yet that somehow made everything more intense in a different way. The touch was gentler, yet also all-encompassing enough to send tingles throughout his groin, from base to tip... especially the former. Even without lubrication, this seemed to be a non-issue. Firstly, going dry seemed to add a certain friction, but even that would soon enough be replaced by the slight lubricant leaking from Kou's own tip.

  9. #99
    Still, there no arguments from the lad whose manhood she handled. To be fair, Tamamo didn't expect any real arguments anyway, given that the lad was very much in her care at present. Even so, she'd thought that there might be some limits he'd previously not known because they required action, but the one she took was apparently not on the list. She found his manhood firm within the middle of chest, and quite warm as an outside source. There was a bit of friction initially, but this was soon replaced by the light lubricant which beaded from the top of his manhood. As her chest moved up and down her cleavage became equally lubricated thus making the motion that much easier. What would she do with this newfound freedom of motion? She'd began moving her breasts in slightly independent circles. All the way up, and then all the way down the length of his shaft, causing its head to disappear at multiple instances, only to peek out from the fleshy bits once more. This new motion was one she enjoyed herself, if only because it required both less movement of her body and allowed her to keep stroking at the same time.

    That being said, the real fun in being in such a position was the looking. She found herself stealing glances at Kou's expression, and oddly hoping to please him in this way. It was very strange given her base personality, but she liked the idea of doing this for him, of helping him through this strained ordeal. Besides, there was an element of danger here, of surprise, and also, exploration. She fully committed to the idea of exploring her sexual preferences with this lad and found their current positioning to be quite good for it. Even though there was nothing directly involved for her own pleasure, figuring him out in this moment was much more important to her.

  10. #100
    If one told Kou he would be experiencing this sort of attention mere days ago, he would have scoffed. Hell, even mentioning such a thing the previous night would have been considered far-fetched by the lad. Now, he couldn't fathom the thought of something as simple as 'touching boobs' as the younger males would say. What would Tamamo find when viewing his reactions? She would see the young Celestial quite lost in a thing called euphoria. He was in an absolute daze, with even his eyes being incapable of remaining still. Those orbs bounced between Tamamo's face and breasts as the latter encapsulated his manhood with alternating strokes. Small gasps were escaping him each time sensation spiked, and that only became a more frequent occurrence as time passed. Danger was far from the forefront of his mind. Kou's mind held a single thing, and it was that endlessly-building tingle in his loins.

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