A jest shared between two people fighting against a clock of their own imposition. This time hardly seemed appropriate for such words, but it did not bother Benihime one bit to be sharing such words with him. "I do too. I vote the Sixth Division's Captain as tribute," she said jesting only slightly. After all, it was perfectly legitimate for the pair of them to know each other and in her own opinion Tamamura had seemed just a little too happy to see the man out of incarceration. Moving on from this point, apparently her statement that her most recent pun wasn't intentional was only 'almost' believed. A playful huff escaped the redhead as her decent finally came to an end and she'd left herself to grind against him, enjoying the stimulation both externally and internally and feeling the pulse of her nether as a compliment to such a sensation. "Aww, only almost? But then what happens when I say something on purpose I wonder~" she mused seeming to find the whole situation more and more amusing even as they kept going.
This ride was a casual start to a long night? Well, yes... that was a pretty apt descriptor. "That is accurate as an understanding of my agenda," she said cheekily. Still there was only so much which could happen as a result. Rather suddenly though, Raizen had Benihime by the back of her neck, hands tangled up in her locks, pulling her into his mouth. They'd share another kiss so dangerous before he spoke again and then again immediately following such speech. He was definitely more than enough to fill the parts of her which could not have found meaning otherwise. Ah, that was a philosophical thought, the sort they had constantly. What did she have saved up for a rainy day though? She couldn't answer with her mouth, no that was quite busy being attacked again. But another slight shift could occur. She'd never truly gotten to fully explore a position like this, but now was as good a time as any. Her legs spread out to the sides, taking the position of a full sideways split, causing that vice grip of her insides to tighten in all directions. The shifting of her hips did not stop the grinding motion, even as she knew they'd be encroached upon by another. Actually, just like this she could find elation, her hands explored finding themselves at the back of his neck exploring his hairline and gaining the slightest bit of tension as she approached what she did not doubt would be a blinding flourish.
Speaking of things reaching climax. The end of what Sayuri assumed was only her first conversation with Inuzuri Kenpachi. A sigh escaped her as she made her way into the manor after hearing his final declaration. Maybe just maybe, her new boss wouldn't ask her to hold him off for very long. She was sure she couldn't take that particular man in a fight and that it would be somewhat of a pain to have to do so. That being said, she also knew the negatives of being interrupted when one was spending quality time with their significant other. Outside of the door to the closet the girl kept her head down and her eyes to the ground announcing herself with only words. "Kumori-taichou, I am sure you know of your visitor. He claims he will not wait long for you to appear. He claims to not like fighting indoors, but he said he will bring the indoors out if you don't appear in a timely enough manner..." she stated. Yes, surely this little diversion might give them enough time to finish up whatever it is they were doing within this closet. At the same time, Benihime had taken to stifling her own moans not that it wasn't obvious to all the kinds of activities they were likely up to.