Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Yet another sound had Miko's attention. One thing Yugi couldn't fathom was the true depth of her auditory sense and connected interests; it was simply another realm that he could neither reach nor understand. It was strange to him that Miko found appeal even in a scoff. If she liked that, though, she'd probably like a lot of other things yet to come. Ah, but Yugi had no comment to offer that, He would instead be gasping very lightly due to the sudden touch of bare skin between Miko's hand and his cock. It was so brief, so insignificant, yet so different and meaningful. A bare hand not his own would indeed be far superior to anything else he'd felt thus far. As for their co-op experience and the continuation of pretense, the masked boy managed to get some words together ─ even though his glans was being accosted at the time. "Hah~! Ya' gotta find other ways to use it. Building up muscle memory is how you get really good~" he advised. "More importantly, don't forget to pick up your loot. No point grinding without the rewards~"

Strange. Yasuyuki was still talking, yet Kazuhiko barely gave him the time of day. He was far too immersed in watching the woman exit the shower, especially as the show apparently wasn't done yet. No, she had many purposeful, sensual movements to make when drying herself. Kazu was becoming a bit twitchy, not just in his pants. She riled him up with great effectiveness, to such an extent that his brain auto-translated Yasuyuki's words into something deviant. "Drink under the table, huh?" he repeated, thinking only of a more literal 'drinking him' effort. "I get the feeling she could do that now... really effectively," he muttered. By then, Nozomi was bent at the waist, drying her legs and revealing her full rear and undercarriage. Kazu was discretely, though not intentionally so, rubbing a hand along his raised inner thigh... but it wasn't a thigh he was making contact with. "Yeah, she probably could. Don't let her drink too much, though! There's danger in that, my boy!" Yasuyuki added. "Huh... what kind of danger?"

[Apollymi]

Iino Miko loved sounds. This was a truth of her life, she'd never be able to properly explain. In the moment, the sounds she liked the most were the ones coming from the other teen in her bedroom. His body and his voice were responsive, how could she do anything but keep moving forward to see what other wounds he'd make? Her motivations might be neurotic but... that didn't make them bad. "Ooh♪~" Miko chirped at the gasp. There was something very interesting about his the sound of the masked boy's voice. A single moment of touching his exposed member was enough to change things. She wasn't ready to properly switch it up, but knowing that it was something amazing perhaps she'd make peace with the idea of touching raw meat. Still the young man managed a few words even as his glans was being molested by a pair of panties. "Sou ka, I should probably make sure I have good technique♪~" Miko murmured. Perhaps she should get a bit of a better look? She'd try it out, still moving that one hand, she'd nimbly move her hand about to properly free the lad's manhood. Still she'd remain using that pair of panties. "I get loot?" she said almost joking, but this was something to look forward to, she knew what she wanted to keep. Also that box which had opened said if this was co-op then she'd give something too... she believed in society.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was busy using the skills she'd spent most of her adult life learning to distract a young man she definitely intended to have sex with. And the more she was sure his eyes were on her... the more certain she became that nothing had really changed for her. How had her marriage gone so wrong if she was so certain nothing from her end had changed? Well, it was likely the man she chose, this wasn't a mistake to make again. Whatever the case, she'd continue that drying situation... getting herself completely dry after all of that. Only when she was completely dry did she drop that towel and grin over at Kazuhiko. Whatever that pair were talking about... she'd leave them to it. She'd pick up her slik robe and begin sliding it onto her skin. She'd make sure the lad knew how very naked she was as she tied that robe and she'd also be asking a silent but teasing question. Her hair up in a pony tail, would she leave it or take it down? She motioned with her hands at the lad miming taking it down without actually doing it. 'I haven't felt so playful in ages... Ori-chan, does know how to pick 'em,. I am way more excited about this than normal... she thought casually, there was something infectious about the attitude of Kazuhiko... for those who could pick up on it. And Saori in spite of her gruff demeanor, seemed to have finally found some fun. As her friend she'd take a turn too.

[Bloodedge]

Agreeing that a proper technique was the best course of action, Miko finally decided to make another step in the name of progress. All her type needed was a method of minimizing the parts of a situation she found too embarrassing to deal with normally. Translating to a different form of activity was seemingly enough to have her freeing the masked lad of his breeches. She still left those panties in place and made direct contact only for that one accidental moment, but the freedom was a boon in its own right. Strange though, was Miko questioning the acquisition of loot. He figured they'd be on the same page about that, but neurosis was a strange thing to deal with. "Of course you get loot. You're holding the loot for both games right now," he clarified. For their game of hide and seek, she held panties that were becoming wetter by the moment. For the alleged co-op game they were playing, her loot was right beyond those same panties.

Kazu wondered what kind of danger Nozomi brought after 'drinking too much' as Yasuyuki said, and he may have been getting a sample already. Fully dried after her shower, she donned a bath robe which... couldn't really be called a bath robe. It was definitely a silken number, not at all effective as a bathroom piece. Perhaps it was intended to be for coverage... but it barely seemed to do even that. No, something like that had to be created by a deviant genius ─ one that wanted to show as much as possible without abject nudity. "All kinds. You probably don't wanna find out; she'll scare you away. Hey, you alright back there kid?" Yasuyuki asked, noticing Kazu had become more silent over time. In fact, his focus was growing. Nozomi mimed something that seemed to ask about her hair placement, and all he could do was... shrug. He couldn't truly claim a preference for one or the other. "Down?" he said with an upward inflection. "Huh?" Yasuyuki asked. "Uh... nothing. I was just... uh..."

[Apollymi]

Miko did indeed, need the ability to move forward without causing herself so much embarrassment that she shut down completely. The masked boy seemed to be quite knowledgeable in the types of manipulation that worked best given her personal neurosis. Here and now there was an opening and Miko was taking it... figuratively and literally. The masked boy's cock was now out properly and still covered by panties which she was still using to do most of her molestation. Only most, as the conversation on loot would have her reaching for his bare skin as she stroked this time. Her hand would make contact with skin directly and upon doing so... her eyes would widen. That didn't feel like she thought it would... obviously one hand would be used to continue that stroking of bare skin while the other moved those panties around as they became wetter by the moment. She almost seemed to be learning by the contact figuring things out through the practice of using her own hands. "Sou ka, I'm holding all the loot. That makes sense..." she whispered softly. Of course that soft whispering was partially, a cover, inside her head was screaming. 'Waaah!♪~ Why is it so soft!? I knew this would happen!? I wanna keep touching it... it's so smooth!? How can I not!?' she was practically screaming in her head. She'd like this joystick to a musical instrument, one that she wanted to know intimately. Much like her odd relationship with her piano, she wanted to learn it. To figure out what to press, how to stroke... how to move to get the reaction and sounds she wanted... Ah, this was why she was neurotic!

Meanwhile, Nozomi was figuring out that her ability to distract men hadn't changed much at all. By the time she was completely dry and wrapped up in that short silk robe, she knew that Kazuhiko was watching. Whatever conversation he'd been having with Yasuyuki that man wasn't at all privvy to the little show she'd been putting on. No, he was too busy warning the lad from the woman's 'scary' side. Meanwhile, he scary side was nothing compared to that of her friends, or so she'd say. Whatever the case, when asked if he had a preference, Kazuhiko claimed down. So she loosed the ponytail which had been holding her hair up. She tossed it around leaning her head forward while facing him and knowing that the bend in her body would be giving a look directly down that open robe. She'd then turn around as if inspecting herself in the bathroom mirror. Only to toss her shoulder length hair over her shoulders but at the same time be shaking her rear, making that robe inch up as she lifted her arms over her head, once again flashing the shape of her ass to the lad outside the bathroom. A smirk spread across her face as she looked in the mirror. 'Yuki, I'm not scary... to people who actually want to fuck me, you know...' she thought. That bartender had called her 'Little Lady' and he'd seen her devouring men and women alike. She blew a kiss to Kazuhiko while being bent over the sink, just making sure her body was always a point of focus.

[Bloodedge]

Not a note was missed thus far this day. When they began talking about loot and joystick learning, Miko decided to take into her hands both forms of 'loot' they were discussing. One kept those panties at his tip, but the other... the other took its place directly on his shaft, much to Yugi's satisfaction. "Hn─see? It's just that easy. Practice the sticks, get the loot~" he managed during that wraparound of Miko's hand. Yugi wasn't fond of remaining idle, though. If they were playing this off as a cooperative experience, he figured there had to be some actual cooperation involved. As such, he was once again reaching for the bottom of her dress. This time, he didn't intend to stop pulling it upward while it remained on her person. "Guess I should do my part too, huh? Armor check. Yeah... armor check. . ."

Kazuhiko was digging himself into a conversational hole with Yasuyuki, whether he cared or not. The older male eventually turned his head, looking over his shoulder at the lad. "You were uh...? Don't tell me one beer got to you already. I thought for a second you'd actually taken it like a champ!" Yasuyuki said, laughing and returning his attention to the television. "No, I'm uh..." Yet again, Kazu paused. This time, he was taken by a cleavage shot and further kept silent by a shaking behind accentuated by the slightest glimpse beneath that risen robe. "... So fucking cool," he said eventually. Those words were not meant for Yasuyuki at all, but... he was the one interpreting them as if they were. "Ah, feeling good eh? This brew'll do that to ya'! I'll toss you another as long as you don't get whiskey dick! Ha ha!"

[Apollymi]

Notes weren't going to be missed when Miko had a point of focus. Their 'cooperative gameplay' could be considered a point of major focus for her, and as such she'd easily devote herself to it, so long as she managed to stay out of her own head. For the current part of their journey a noise of satisfaction would be leaving the masked boy as she touched the bare skin of his manhood on purpose. A happy chirp left her in response to that noise. It was rather amusing in ways she wouldn't have been able to describe. "Chii♪~" she vocalized while finding herself concentrating. Her hands were moving again. Fingers individually twitching as she stroked near the uncovered base. Just the same when her hand reached those underwear she'd rub them across his skin as well, as if to remind him that they were there. So odd was it... all these changes in texture and feeling had her giddy enough that she was practically ignoring everything else. Of course, this didn't stop the lad from performing what he called an armor check. He was moving that dress up and would find beneath it... the tights he already knew about and a black camisole undershirt. Which had been what she was wearing before she found out there was someone coming over that she'd have to make an appearance to meet. "I don't think it's worth checking... I kind of just threw on my uniform dress over my house clothes when visitors became a real part of today..." she commented. Even so, her full shape and form were more obvious and while she was indeed small her body was obviously feminine and decently toned. Though it would escape her notice that she was admitting to walking around her house in just tights and a t-shirt.

It would seem that Nozomi was doing a decent enough job of rousing Kazuhiko. He'd been shown quite a bit of her, and seemed just as entranced by a look at her form as he had been by her stripping and bathing a few moments prior. She'd continue in the bathroom. Rubbing her body with moisturizers and having a good time of it. All the while every movement of her hands would be drawing attention to key points of her form. Coconut oil was her favorite for such things as it was natural and left no odd flavors on her skin but that was neither here nor there. No, at the end of it all, she'd just have shiny soft and supple skin. She heard Kazuhiko commenting on her show and was made happy by it... somehow it was comforting to know she wasn't doing all of this for no reason. It felt good to be appreciated. Only when she was done with all of that would she be taking her first steps towards exiting the bathroom with apparently no desire to put on anything else or even try hiding herself away. 'Honestly, I don't even care. I kind of just want to show off a bit to see how he'll react.' Nozomi thought, and the he in this case, was Kazuhiko. What an interesting mood elevator he'd turned out to be.

[Bloodedge]

Turning sexual deviance into a cooperative gaming experience proved to be a genius technique. While having Miko work her hands around his shaft, finally in the first proper steps of earning the achievement all men sought, he was managing to also work her out of some clothes ─ at least that uniform dress she wore, to a greater extent than before. The tights she had wee known, but the camisole was worth a quirked brow from the lad. Miko claimed her 'armor' wasn't worth checking because it was simply what she wore around the house. Naturally, he didn't expect her to be properly dressed-up for the occasion. "That's... completely normal. Not sure why you wouldn't just take off the shirt when putting the dress on, but it's not the weirdest thing I've seen today," he said. Even if it would cost him a few moments of contact minimum, Yugi seemed apt to keep pulling that dress. By his current plan, she'd definitely have no use of that. "It's starter armor. Not really good for endgame, but everybody has to go through the process. By the way, you're losing the first game by not hiding. That means I get panty rights~" he suggested, intending to lay claim to the pair he'd already sullied.

Kazuhiko was well beyond caring what Yasuyuki had to say. Most of his responses hadn't been for the man's words anyway. No, they were observations made aloud without much thought ─ all about things he was seeing in that bathroom. Even as Yasuyuki threw another beer over his shoulder, Kazu caught it without so much as a glance in the projectile's direction. Doing so resulted in him dropping the original, crushed can... but he was still working with only one hand. The other had been slowly rubbing the bulge along his inner thigh. As he wore short hakama, there was an accidental protrusion of his dickhead through the bottom, unknown to both Kazu and Yasuyuki during Nozomi's bathroom exit. How he hadn't moved yet, he didn't know... but there was certainly an excitement within Kazu that hadn't been letting him stop enjoying the show. He'd been down this road before, actually. . .

[Apollymi]

Miko was quite busy, sullying her own underwear and giving a handjob in her own bed under the guise of... 'cooperative play'. Ah, and now it was time for her to be rid of 'starter armor' as it was being called. As her uniform dress was lifted what was beneath was shown and apparently it wasn't the oddest thing that he'd ever seen, though he didn't understand why the shirt underneath wasn't removed before putting on the dress. "Yeah... there is an explanation. I'm... easily distracted and even though I knew we were having guests, I got distracted and thus didn't actually pick out any normal clothes or anything and ended up just throwing on my uniform dress when my parents answered the door..." she admitted almost bashfully. No thought was put into her attire because she'd distracted herself before the arrival of the guests. Beyond that point, Miko was informed that she'd lost their game of hide and seek, because she refused to hide. A flirty comment was made about the panties she'd lost in their first game. "No." Miko asserted for the second time today. She didn't stop him from removing her dress but once it was gone she grabbed the panties from on top of his cock and pointed with her other hand furiously. "You admitted your own defeat and surrendered these back to me... they are mine," she claimed earnestly. "But, if I did lose our previous game... I'd say it was a draw. But, since this is co-op and we should both get loot, then..." she paused, the gears of her mind turning and the rest of the information in her head catching up. She had promised herself to be brave today and now she'd be the bravest she'd been in her entire life so far. "Box is open. That doesn't usually happen twice in a day..." she mused. "If you want to claim panties then you must do so with your own hands. These!" she said pointing to her own body. She wasn't going to give him a pair he'd stolen in silence and hiding. No... she was going to make him claim the pair she currently wore for himself, she didn't realize it, but that was likely the most perverted thing she'd ever said outside of her own head.

Nozomi for her part in the day had popped out of the bathroom dressed in that little robe that was meant to basically function as part of the tease and watched as Kazuhiko caught a beer without looking. One of his hands was rather busy and she followed his arm down the line to see... the head of his cock peeking from beneath short pants as he rubbed against this thickness. 'Damn, maybe I should have been hitting the gym...' she thought absently. Still, there was no reason to shy away now. It'd been her intention to tease the young lad a bit more, perhaps figure out what kind of lingerie to put on or something like that, but with her eyes fixed on the head of his cock she felt like there were more important things to do. She stared at the lad now in the hall, she stood facing him lifting up the bottom of that robe just enough to allow the lad to see her undercarriage for a moment, as if encouraging him to continue watching her. Whatever conversation he'd been having with Yasuyuki was all but forgotten and silence reigned. "Iko-chan, hope I didn't keep you waiting too long~" she greeted him properly pointing to the room they could take whenever they were ready. If he wanted to see something else though, she was willing to take requests. She motioned pulling at the top of that robe again as she bent forward this time to pick up that can in front of him. Of course when she did it, just a random flicker of her tongue outward happened, and she'd grace his glans with it while mostly hidden from sight, and winking at Kazuhiko again.

[Bloodedge]

There was an explanation for Miko's strange clothing decision. She was quite manic, and that mania was to blame for her simply throwing the dress on top of what she already had on today. One could hardly say a thing about that; it made perfect sense in context. "That whole sentence... was like one thought away from being really hot. Like, crazy wardrobe malfunction tag hot. Always liked those," he mentioned casually. As for his demands for Miko's essential forfeit, she gave another firm 'no' with an accusatory finger pointed his way, even after finally taking those panties away entirely. According to her, he'd admitted his defeat and surrendered them already. "Uh... no I didn't. That was in the rules. Tag, grab the flag, hide. You're not hiding. You're the loser," he argued. Oh well; that game hardly mattered to him now. At this point, he figured it was best to go with the flow. As easy as it was to address the fact that Miko thought a draw could be gleaned from her loss, the more important thing to Yugi was her latest demand. If he wanted panties, he'd have to take them directly... and it would have to be the very same pair she was wearing. Was she bluffing? It all seemed a little extreme for her, but maybe those boxes in her head were pressurized or something. Whatever the case, his expression had already turned quite serious ─ challenging, even. If she was bluffing, he was calling. "Game on," the masked boy said as he rolled himself, aiming to take Miko with the motion and pin her beneath him, face-up as he looked down on her. Without any unnecessary hesitation, he'd be grabbing her tights and slowly, intently sliding them down her hips. Yugi wouldn't stop of his own accord. No, he had every desire to roll them down her thighs, shins and so on.

Nozomi was approaching, and Kazuhiko was failing to split his attention. Why would he? There'd be no point offering attention to Yasuyuki; he wasn't planning to sleep with him. No, he was planning to dive headlong into folds he was being given yet another preview of from much closer than before. Of course, that wasn't all he was getting. The mature form of deviance Nozomi brought to the table was quite different, and infinitely exciting. She greeted him again and pointed to that extra room, but his eyes didn't move in that direction. His attention was already being claimed by the view into her robe from above... and then, by the sudden realization that part of his dick was exposed. How did he realize that, though, when his eyes were trained on Nozomi? Well... that was also her fault for suddenly licking the exposed head. "Ah~... it wasn't a bad wait. I had a lot to watch," Kazu said truthfully. "Bunch of garbage if you ask me. This prefecture's going to shit," Yasuyuki said, assuming the lad was talking about the local news he'd been watching this entire time. Little did he know, Kazuhiko was now squeezing his girth while rubbing backwards, effectively pulling back that pants leg to further expose his member. "Yeah... definitely going somewhere. . ."