Sakura and Kakihara continued to slam against each other. Each movement rocketing the girl, partially of her own volition. This was the kind of physicality she wanted. Though she considered that it might have been better done with one of the other men she'd already copulated with, she saw nothing wrong with this particular angle and depth. In fact, she had little moans escaping her and her hips were happily shaking. Her loins were dripping her own pure juices down between her thighs as she felt a familiar pulsing within them that would have allowed her to be dangerously close to orgasm. Of course, her ability to just reach that point would be briefly distracted by more commentary from Kakihara, who claimed that he could do this for her, for a number of days at a time if she went with him to his beach house. "I don't know if I have that kind of time to commit to being away. But still... I'll consider it," she managed as she kept rocking her hips. Then back to her orgasm building she went, slowly but surely, perhaps this one would simply be more powerful because she kept having to break for conversation? She supposed she'd be finding out soon enough.
At the same time Chizuru and Akira kept chatting about their media preferences. When asked for recommendations he claimed he'd think up a few. "That's fine. I have a bit of time most days anyways. I only binge in my downtime so I can make time for anything I gain interest in," she assured him. That much would likely become obvious to him as she became something of a crazy person about him as well, but... she'd leave that for another time. He apparently had nothing else he wanted to do, and claimed that he didn't need most things and didn't have spare glasses at the current time. "Okay. And you're welcome and definitely worth worrying over~" she teased him gently. Room number 106B, second floor. she sent that last message to his friend and then placed his phone down beside him. He might not need it immediately but it was better to have those sorts of things in reach.
At the moment, Miko was within the bathroom with her bags in a room in the Grand Royal Park hotel. It was quite an extravagant place, and she wondered why these new men in her life seemed to like such things but couldn't argue with the amenities. After living the life of a startled deerling poor church zealot, maybe a bit of the high life wasn't so bad an idea? Speaking of the high life she was now looking at herself in the bathroom mirror she was dressed in some new fine lingerie. It was several pieces in a deep almost chocolate color of lace, a matching bra and panties, some thigh highs and lace garter waist belt to hold up those thigh highs. Completing that look she slipped into the outrageous scissor heeled shoes that Hiruko had purchased. She looked at herself in the mirror and noted her physical changes. She had gained quite a bit of weight, her chest was bigger, her ass was great. She did indeed have a pretty face... her mind went back to that girl who'd tried and failed to steal Marisbury's attention from her in the first place. She'd seen that same blonde girl when walking in here and she was gaping and obviously furious. 'Is that what jealousy looks like? I wonder, I don't think people are usually jealous of me,' she thought absently. A word or two from Hiruko made her snap back to reality. "Anticipation.... anxiety, same thing right, Hiru-nii♪~" she called back. "I'm coming out!" she stated. Of course she'd do so, but not before wrapping herself in a robe. 'Miko. You can do this. We are hot! We got this... Seimei loves us, and the hot guy things we're hot!' she gave herself a few affirmations before stepping out. Still walking like she was totally comfortable but with those heels and thigh highs showing in that plushy robe.