Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Was Xiao serious? No. He never would be with Chizuru ─ not according to his memory of events thus far. If he ever even reached something resembling seriousness, she wouldn't survive to see the results. Well... there were a few times he gave his all, long, long ago from his perspective. Those times didn't really count, so Xiao had only one thing to say. "You'll never see me serious," he stated plainly. More important though, was Chizuru's acknowledgement of the camera ahead. She had to grant her 'final farewell' to Akira, and it came with an apology... and the claim that she'd tried. Well, now seemed a proper time for Xiao to continue the story and its accompanying show. His fingers emerged from Chizuru's mouth to grab her face, squeezing both cheeks as he tilted her head in the direction of his: to the right side of Chizuru. "Did you try? The way I see it, you've been throwing yourself at me since we got back," he said clearly. Chizuru had a request for him, but Xiao wouldn't be answering it with anything more than a bit of grinding... for the moment.

Akira wasn't allowed to speak, nor was he allowed any reprieve. He sought a break, and he got one. Where was his mind going? He didn't know. He certainly knew where most of his bodily fluids were going, though. If he thought it were possible, Akira would honestly believe his blood, sweat, tears and everything else had to be pouring out of his cock; that was simply how much of a flow he felt passing through. Still, Kokusei's electric finger was against his prostate. Still, she was slamming that flesh cushion at the bottom of her back onto his lap. Still, the only movements coming from Akira were recoil from the impact and the seizures of overstimulation. Asked if he was saying something, there were few thoughts to have. "I what?" he asked initially. It seemed he was to address this one properly if he wanted something... but what did he even want? He wanted reprieve, but he wanted more. He wanted to survive, but he wanted to persist for the rest of his life. How was he even supposed to address Kokusei 'properly' as she put it? Nothing was really coming to mind, yet everything was. 'Mommy' was quite frequent as a thought during his suffering. 'Bitch' also appeared a few times when her attitude showed itself. In the moment though, something more regal was screaming in Akira's mind. It didn't really make sense, but Akira couldn't keep himself from blurting out the question... "P... Princess?" he asked, clearly confused by his own word choice.

[Apollymi]

According to Xiao, Chizuru would never see him while he was serious. That was an interesting clause. Why not? Well, it was probably about that survival thing, but perhaps if she wasn't in the mood to survive anymore she could see something resembling that real effort? Somehow that was a goal she wished to work towards, even though she had no idea where such a thought came from. "Oh? Don't say that... being told no does weird things to girls like me~" she said in that same joking manner. Of course such people had to simply exist the contrarians, adventurous and even just the plain out bratty who didn't understand some things were for their own good. Soon enough her face was being squeeze and her apology though it was given didn't seem to be something Xiao was willing to let go. He was grinding into her lower half while commenting on the fact that she'd been throwing herself at him since they got back. "Eh? Is that how you see it... I'd say it was more like... gently tossing~" she claimed. She'd not climbed all over him or anything she'd simply tried her luck a few too many times. "I couldn't really help it. You know how odd it is to find someone who doesn't even try something.... it's so unusual a situation I had to see why!" she exclaimed as if it was a perfectly normal bit of exploration. He'd been one of the biggest surprises she'd ever come across. Not a hint of a dick until it was out and hard. It was so unusual to see she couldn't help but want to pick at him a bit.

While Chizuru came to terms with her 'betrayal'. Akira was coming to different terms. Figuring out how to address someone like Kokusei was likely an odd thing for the girl to say to him. As far as he was concerned this girl in his dreams was just that... but certain understandings had to be reached so that the events could play out as they should. She'd be keeping him firm while she aggressively rode his cock with her ass... and in the meantime, he'd be figuring out how to talk to her in such a way as to perhaps gain some favor, and the reprieve he might have desired. "You heard me~" she claimed in response to his initial question. What did he want to call her... there were always quite a few options but given the form she'd chosen to approach him in... a few would be a bit odd. A negative one, or a positive one? Which would he be choosing. He didn't currently have the abililty nor set up to call her by the name she was given by the man he currently took the place of... but perhaps one of the others would work? What he came up with was a stuttered utterance of one of the oens which was earliest assigned with one of the largest meanings. A grin came to her face as she peeked over her should. She looked back at him a gentle bit of gloating and smug softness coming to her face as she slowed that pacing of hers to a grind. "Oh~ Came to that conclusion all on your own. Good job and what do you desire from the Princess?~ Ask~" she uttered seemingly pleased with that slower paced grinding she'd taken up. She'd even started giving his rear a similar slow grinding as if to encourage him to feel similarly to her as he filled her more and more.

[Bloodedge]

Xiao knew better than most what knowledge of the forbidden did to some mortals. Once upon a time, he'd been one of their ilk... and perhaps he could still be counted as such even while being the 'forbidden' thing more often than not. "Is that supposed to stop me from telling you no? It won't," he replied. From that moment forward, Xiao focused his efforts on improving the quality of his 'gift' toward both Chizuru and Akira. He wouldn't let the video stop at an apology. No, he was a fan of more detailed plots belonging to the 'NTR' tag. They were at their best when the apology was not allowed to be the end. Hearing such a thing often softened the blow for a target, but in his favorites... there came the follow-up of lament and the tearing away of false hope. As such, he thought to pick at the claim of Chizuru's resistance attempts... which she argued against. "Semantics," he said initially. Her explanation wasn't getting anywhere with him. "I warned you what would happen. You took the risk. You even saw what I had going, knew I had to be telling the truth, and throw yourself headlong into it. Weren't you hoping I'd be an upgrade? You wanted to put forth all that work to get what you were looking for, just to have a massive improvement fall from the sky and into your mouth," he asserted while squeezing Chizuru's face with a bit of force, still offering nothing of true value to her loins.

While one was withholding an offering, another was accepting address. Akira couldn't make sense of his own mind or mouth, having little choice but to question where the title 'Princess' came from in regards to Kokusei. It wasn't as if he could do much else, after all. He couldn't make any conscious movements, even though his body was only moving more and more by the moment. Well, the thing to blame for that was Kokusei's active finger and rear. He wouldn't stop squirming whether he wanted to or not. Ah, but speaking of what Akira wanted... Kokusei accepted the moniker 'Princess' and asked what he wanted of her. What a loaded question, he thought. There was much on Akira's list of desires ─ too much to keep track of while dealing with so many feelings and the sight of that smug, somewhat bitchy face looking back at him. "Uh... a lot? Is 'a lot' an option? I'd settle for making this whole thing into reality if that's possible. It's mostly all I can think of," he admitted. Above all else, Akira could only hope this wild dream of his would randomly become real. He could go ahead with the rest of his life if that were the case, short as such a life would be when dealing with such madness as Kokusei's drive.

[Apollymi]

Was her telling him the response of someone like her to being told no, meant to discourage him? Well, no. She figured that people like him fully understood the consequences of such actions, and if that was the case, then she figured he was okay with the outcomes... or their potentials at least. "At your own risk... even I don't always know how I'll respond~" she almost sang. There was something many would have found innately disturbing about the way her tone and cadence changed. As if she wasn't sure if she'd be violent, walk away, or crack a joke, the options were far too numerous for her to be sure. Whatever the case, she wasn't being offered the 'fucking' she'd asked for and was instead being taunted and having her arguments torn to shreds and boiled down to semantics. She was warned he claimed, and she still took the risk. She'd assessed and hoped he was an upgrade? "Well that just sounds sinister when you say it like that~" she claimed with her cheeks puffing under his squeezing. "I figured it couldn't be that much... people do exaggerate. And after finding out it wasn't that and at the show I had to try it. Dicks like that don't appear all the time... no sane or insane person would blame me. Not really!~" she explained. Sometimes opportunities appeared and they had to be taken, sometimes you had to take a risk. And sometimes, it was better. "This is so much better, even without moving, what am I supposed to do but want more?" she questioned directly.. oh well, that was quite the slip. She couldn't save him, and the prodding of her would continue.

At the same time, a boy was being ridden into submission but at the utterance of a proper title, and the acceptance of it... she gave a wish. Such was always something she'd do for certain people. And these ones, so early in their lives were always far too honest in their desires. Simplicity itself was what they generally wanted. In Akira's case as she slowed down and rocked her hips towards orgasm which had her loins pulsing with nothing in them... he claimed he wanted, his dream to be made a reality. "A lot... hm?~" she questioned initially. "Eheheh...ehehaha~ A dream made into reality? That is definitely still a lot..." she smirked moving her index finger around inside him in a slow circle. "That idea is so indulgent... I'll let you have it~" she claimed as if it was a perfectly reasonable request. And it was, a reality for this particular moment was easily done. Her rear would squeeze in heat and pulsing electricity as she reached climax. With that, she'd finally remove that finger from his bum. That glove would be lost on the bed somewhere not that it really mattered. And she'd raise herself off his cock for a moment if only so she could turn and face him properly. She'd have that still jizzing cock of his spray her back as she turned around and rubbed him against her core and ass as if deciding which hole she'd allow him to enter, all the while she was working on his wish.

[Bloodedge]

It was so easy to believe that even Chizuru had no idea what responses she'd give. Even Xiao knew the potential retorts were far too numerous and illogical to foresee properly. Their current meeting, the first of them from her perspective, hadn't gone according to his expectations at all thus far ─ at least bar a few generalizations. "I know the risks. It changes nothing," he assured. No matter what, things were going to become sexual at some point or another. That was simply the way things worked with their ilk. Regarding the 'sinister' assumption he made about her mental state earlier, maybe she was right ─ but that didn't make him wrong. "You didn't say no," he declared. Chizuru had something resembling a defense to offer. It wasn't much, nor was it very effective at all, but Xiao considered it something of a stepping stone toward his goal. "I'm sure somebody would blame you. What about the victim of your treachery? You had such a good thing going. What, you're not even going to keep placating him? Isn't that the sort of arrangement you two were moving toward anyway?" he asked. "Maybe I'd still give you more anyway. Maybe you're just jumping to conclusions and cutting out your not-boyfriend for no reason."

Though Akira had taken a mere shot in the dark, Kokusei's rebuttal gave him reason to think. After a fit of laughter, she surprisingly agreed to turning this dream into reality. Akira wondered if such things could ever happen in any version of reality. If that were possible at all, he only hoped it would be true here and now. Kokusei called it an indulgent wish, but allowed it nonetheless. Akira should have been happy about that... but alas, it wasn't like he could truly believe it was possible. "That'd be the best thing ever. I'd keep at it forever," he mused. With that, Kokusei finally stopped assaulting his prostrate, albeit not before milking him for an extra few pints that shouldn't have existed. Akira was reduced to a twitching, jizzing mess by the time she rose out of his lap... but still, Kokusei wasn't done with him. No, she was actually just turning around to rub the whole of her undercarriage along his shaft and take his load to the back as they'd discussed in the very beginning. Was it still not over? It didn't seem to be. In fact, Akira still had it in him to seem surprised by the shift that didn't leave him abandoned. Surprised... and a little excited. "Hugh... is it not over? I thought it was over. I shouldn't have any juice left."

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Xiao knew the risks of dealing with Chizuru and decided that it would change nothing about how he interacted with her. This was fine with Chizuru, she only gave such warnings as pat of her own amusement anyway. She figured that anyone who came to understand her even a little bit, would come to their own conclusions about her over the time they knew each other. "As long as you know~" she claimed in a subtle way. As they moved on from that point it would seem that Xiao wasn't accepting her form of defense. It was pointed out that she didn't say no to him, and moreover that someone might take issue with what she'd done, mostly the person she'd betrayed. "It wasn't like that..." she said, knowing it didn't sound as strong. "And I'm a pretty non-committal girl to start with... I've never been dishonest about that..." she mentioned. "There was nothing wrong with opneness and sometimes challenging others gave them new goals to strive towards. "Are you going to give me more anyway? I'm kind all worked up for it now~" Chizuru mused, playing at sweet and placating for just a moment or two, in order to see if it got her what she wanted. She anxiously rocked her own hips encouraging a movement she wasn't currently getting as well. Why not? It wasn't like she could continue to sit still.

At the same time, Kokusei, managed to get a certain reaction out of Akira. He claimed if he could have his dream become reality he'd do it forever. She chuckled in that moment and couldn't help but be pleased. "Careful, I'll make you keep your word, you know?" she offered the man, seeming no to care that he didn't seem to think her capable of the more 'magical' wish she'd offered to make come true. No matter what, she fully intended to follow through. Perhaps until he could use it properly she'd leave the marble in his mind with a trigger... yes that seemed like a good idea. In the meantime, she was now dragging the lad's cock along her crevice and staring down into his face. She couldn't help but smirk as he seemed so excited to know about this turn of events. "Of course it isn't over. I'm not done until you're broken and begging me to stay~" she claimed while moving her hips along his shift and shifting forward. A hand was moving along his chest, up and up until she reached his neck leaving sparks from point to point until her hand settled on his neck. "Besides, you'll always have something to give me!~" she claimed as she bounced down on his cock with her core swiftly while also choking him to starve him for air. He was her pet, she'd terat him as such.

[Bloodedge]

To the bitter end, Chizuru was content to argue her betrayal of Kurusu Akira. In this case however, she either missed the point, or dodged it... temporarily. Those efforts of hers to move in Xiao's lap would get her nowhere, as his left hand returned to her thigh, joining his other hand in an effort to slowly lift her off his shaft. So very gradual was a rise that occurred while the conversation continued. "That's not the point. You could have stayed and burned both ends, but you decided to abandon what you started with for something you only just found. That is a commitment," he stated. As for whether he'd give the riled-up lass more anyway or not, well... perhaps the end of that lift would answer her question in a way. He'd keep her dangling over his cock, only lowering her a few times enough to prod one hole, then the other, then the first again in a continuous sequence. By the time he settled against her backdoor, a looming threat joined his final clause. "I won't negotiate with someone indecisive. If you're willing to commit to abandonment so thoroughly, keep that resolve in other areas too. Do you know who you are yet?"

Apparently Kokusei would hold Akira to his words. How strange, he thought. By the time she commented on continuing until he was broken and begging her to stay. The oddity about hearing that after their recent exchange caused visual confusion in Akira. Was that not what he was already doing? He figured their current discussion was one that resulted in her staying regardless. "Wait, you mean you're not?" he asked. Soon enough, concerns were deferred by the sudden insertion into Kokusei's womanhood. Such deviant behavior was taking place here, Akira could do naught but appreciate it. Better still, those electric pulses that had been moving up his torso for a few moments settled with a hand around his neck. A bit of asphyxiation paired well with Akira's existing immobility. His mouth hung agape as he tried to draw breath, managing nothing. Beyond that, he also was being virtually choked below the belt as well. Such sweet bliss he found, even if he now had no ability to voice it.

[Apollymi]

According to Xiao, Chizuru was committed, just not in any normal sense of the word. She abandoned one thing she started with, for something new she'd only just found, a commitment made to something new instead of burning both ends against the middle. She gave that a bit of thought, she supposed she was quick to jump ship but that hardly made her committed. By his same logic she could easily jump again, or jump back if necessary. It wouldn't change anything overall if she was pushy enough to throw herself completely one way or another. "Eh? Why burn both ends when I can swing whatever way I want? There was no point in placating after finding out the difference... even I'm not that good an actress. That's what I'm committed to!" she finally managed. Just the same she was being lifted once more. "Whoa, you can't just go poking around like that!~" she managed, there was prodding at both of her holes as he moved her about. Not deeply but just enough to return that instinctive need to squirm. The one that said there was something innately dangerous about the man who was intentionally moving her about as he claimed he wouldn't negotiate with her while she was being uncertain. "Who I am? How would I know that... it changes all the time you know~" she claimed in a teasing tone. So easy to switch a joke made with a looming threat against her rear... he wouldn't actually put it in there without warning would he? Well... probably. That was a little exciting though wasn't it? Was it a treat or a punishment for being annoying? She couldn't make a call if she had to, just the same she wouldn't stop herself from poking and prodding at this man's patience.

At the same time, Akira was being trained as a new pet for Kokusei. Keeping his mind active, and his body properly exercised was her primary concern. What was more, he seemed to be keeping up, enough to at least question that she wouldn't be staying in the conventional way. "I'm a busy girl and you're going to be quite the busy boy~" Kokusei claimed earnestly. Or was it the case that he'd already completely abandoned thoughts of Chizuru for the girl who'd slipped into his window? Kokusei had many things to do, but that didn't mean she intended to abandon his wish. She would be making herself available to Kurusu Akira but not in any way which could be seen as conventional. She'd continue choking and riding him, finding that look on his face amusing for quite a few seconds. She'd continue that until such a time as he was almost blacked out, before she'd release his throat while tightening up further with her loins instead. Whatever breath he managed to take, she intended to ride out of him, before returning her hand to tighten around his throat. Without the complete understanding of magic desire was the easiest way to force the mechanisms of the universe to answer. They were running under a similar mechanism already... all that was required of Akira was for him to really want to see her, and he would, likely in his dreams but that wouldn't be a problem at all.

[Bloodedge]

Ichinose Chizuru, much like the one he knew of a slightly different name, was quite the petulant individual. Her stubborn dedication to a point chosen at random would not go unacknowledged, but it would serve a different purpose. "That's the point. You're committed to an idea, Romeo," he replied. Whatever the case, he prodded both of her lower holes repeatedly, only to hear from Chizuru that he couldn't be poking around that way. The threat of finding his way into her ass had her squirming, but even that couldn't stop her usual jokes. She didn't really know who she was at any given moment, given her shifty nature. Still, he had a point to make. "Everyone changes all the time. We're all different people, all through our lives. As long as you remember all the people you used to be, you'll be fine... and maybe you'll be them again," he said, paraphrasing words he'd once spoken to another through a different mouth. "But you can only do that if you know who you are inside. Don't look at the mirror. Look at the reflection of yourself within the eyes of your reflection," he advised.

The idea of Kokusei sticking around was a lingering one, but it was equally a fleeting one. She was busy, and apparently he would be too. More cryptic messages. Akira didn't have time to concern himself with such things, nor did he care to. No, what he wanted now was to further his chances with the inimitable specimen now collapsing his airway and straddling an erection that wouldn't quit no matter how much seed he lost. 'There's only one way I care to be busy! I can even be a side gig. Yeah, I could do that!' he screamed internally. In time though, it seemed Akira would be losing more than just semen. His eyes were bulging as the ability to breathe escaped him for too long. Soon enough, bulging became fluttering to an almost closed state... but then, he was let go and choked from the other end instead. Alas, a quick gasp for oxygen wasn't even allowed. Before his lungs could even fill, the movement of Kokusei's hips knocked the wind right out of him... all for the choking of Akira's neck to begin again. It was a load of craziness, but he'd trade it for nothing. In fact, he really didn't have any thoughts of looking Chizuru's way again ─ not that any of that was his idea in the first place. What of Mami, though? Well... some mysteries could be left unsolved in favor of better pursuits.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru heard an outside perspective on her actions from a philosophical standpoint. If someone had told her that the man who'd saved her from brutality a short while ago was going to speak on her motivations, she might have called them crazy. Here and now she gave him fair consideration, was she always looking for the ideal... was that where her commitment went? "Oh? Is that what it is... maybe I hadn't thought about it that way, but chasing the best is just the best option. And if the best changes a new pursuit is worth it~" she was willing to concede that point. If she was searching for her idea and committed to finding it, she saw nothing wrong with that at all. What she did see something wrong with however was the looming threat to her undercarriage and the prodding of both her holes. He had more sophistry to offer after asking if she knew who she was... he even gave her a way to figure out what she was looking for. "Hm... I see, let me think~" she said. In her own mind in the softness, how did she imagine herself? As something shifting and fluid, something easily changed and easily dragged along. Like a goldish being pulled by the currents or swimming up stream in a fight against them, the decision made, flittering away from her mind in an instant the moment something new hit her senses or caught her eye. That as likely. The kind of person who could easily throw her own life away for the best story, but also plot her revenge. The kind of girl who'd punish a man for getting hurt and being unavailable even though she was the one to start the pursuit in the first place. Kind and bubbly, cruel and calculating... dark as the night sky but also bright and fading. With all these things considered who she was... who she really was... was always obvious, "Sparkle desu~" she claimed peaking back at the man with her eyes a bit brighter and the tiniest hint of a butterfly showing in those eyes. "Oh and I changed my mind. I don't care which hole, I just want you back in me, Daddy~"

At the same time, Akira was coming to a different decision. Whether Kokusei stayed or disappeared he wanted more of her. That as it, he'd even relegate himself to a person performing a side-gig, not that he'd be able to express it just yet. No, presently, Kokusei was watching his face as he lost air only to return it to him, and take it away. She was cycling the lad and having a great deal of fun doing it. Choking him, riding him, watching him give up only to bhe shocked back into breathing. "Oya, such a dirty little freak getting off on stuff like that~" she teased the lad without a second thought. She'd also continue, when she got bored of choking him her hand would eventually rest on his chest, she'd use him for more leverage as she pummeled his cock with her undercarriage and worked herself up to orgasm. She'd give him time to catch his breath while she did so... "Any major breakthroughs? New kinks? Praise and appreciation for my perfect self? I'm listening~" she commented as if it was purely entertaining to her to talk to him this way. Oh well, she'd already decided it was him who was worth keeping. All she needed now was a bit of universal confusion. surely that other pair were on their way as well... enough to get them where they needed to be.