The matter of Chizuru being one who chased the next big thing was one that created an interesting dynamic between her... and one other interesting individual. Both she and Akira had such futures set in stone; they'd both carry on as the light to another's shadow and vice-versa... while also being that to each other. "You're right. It is worth it. But who's to say that means letting go of what you've already established?" he inquired. Philosophies aside, there was a growth taking place in the depths of Chizuru's soul. He could no longer sense the one who called herself 'Hu' at the surface, but another was establishing itself in early form. Who was she? Sparkle was the claim made. "Light in the darkness, but a light of danger that could lead onlookers to eternal darkness if viewed incorrectly. A brilliant flash that could go for ages, or fizzle out as quickly as it appeared. One of the most chaotic things out there... Is that you?" he asked, though only in rhetoric. There was something resembling a small smile on Xiao's face as he spoke those words. Moving on though, the panic she had over his point of entry was now gone. She didn't care where he entered so long as he did. In that case, Xiao would lower her gently enough to leave her the freedom of choice and movement. "If you want something, take it. Don't you think you've earned as much?"

Speaking of earnings, it seemed Akira had officially earned himself a more deviant experience. He was being choked nearly to unconsciousness, but never did Kokusei drive him over the edge. She was squeezing the life out of his cock within her own body, but never did she truly overwork it to a point of dissatisfaction. Both things were happening in alternating ways. She called him a dirty little freak for enjoying such treatment, and all he could do in response was throb harder within her. Shortly afterwards, the choking was over. Akira could finally catch his breath and work toward speech again, and at the perfect moment to boot. Kokusei had a short series of questions for him. Akira spent a few moments deeply breathing, his chest rising and falling beneath the weight of her hand, before managing a retort. "New? No. That's been on the list for a while now. If you want more praise and appreciation, though... you'll have to get it next time~" he managed. If nothing else, Akira could manage a bit of plotting, and perhaps he could actually establish the guaranteed return of Kokusei with a bit of effort and proper wording.