Atlantis

[Bloodedge]

And then, there was the grinding motion of Tatsuki's hips which rubbed their loins against one another. This odd, slick sensation applied an amount of friction that piqued Kou's arousal to no end; he could only imagine how things would be in a matter of... presumably minutes. Little did he know, it simply wasn't to be, even by the time Tatsuki intended in the wake of climax. There was so much moisture encasing his shaft, even an inexperienced Kou could imagine the ease of entry, and yet nothing.

As the gasp finally left his throat, the flame of Akashi within began eating away at him once more. It wasn't the same this time, no; It felt more like a memory... but not quite. One could almost call this experience deja vu, though he was certain he'd never experienced anything of the sort before now. Could it have been related somehow to Akashi? No, that couldn't be right. Unless...

[Apollymi]

This was a strange thing for Tatsuki. As a superior being used to having a certain amount of control over a situation, her inability to make their bodies meet properly was bothersome. She couldn't give an honest explanation as to why, all information said she should have been able to, and though she moved her hips as to make it happen multiple times, all that happened was a gentle nudging of her entry. A slight pressure and slip, every movement of her hips caused this, even though she was trying her absolute hardest. There was a struggle here, one which she didn't know could exist. Though she moaned outwardly it was almost frustration, and it gnawed at her very being. Even as she was pushed closer and closer, and her hips moved faster and faster seemingly with the direct desire of making the lad take the plunge. It. Would. Not. Work.

This presented a different problem entirely as the lass continued, because now she had to make sure he finished as well, lest she have to explain why she'd stopped. Perhaps he wouldn't question it. Perhaps her teasing in this way could simply be how she chose to do this. And she'd continue her struggle until either he finished or he slipped within, whichever thing took place first. And regardless of the outcome she could maintain her current level of dominance. No one would have to know, that there was something stopping her from acting. Her fingers trailed back down where their bodies met and with every movement of her hips thereafter, she swiped the tip of him and her own source of pleasure. The flush on her face increased, why was such direct stimulation so much for her body, why did it feel like she knew exactly what she was doing to herself and the lad before her while she committed such an act. She would only be left to wonder while her body actively chased a pressure building deep within herself.

[Bloodedge]

Something was definitely off in this situation, and it wasn't necessarily that itch of Akashi within the lad. Even so, he did feel as if the male Dragonoid intended to take over his body, and continue this act in what he viewed as a more... proper way of handling things. Perhaps this alone would be an influence on Kou's actions to come.

Ah, the thing that happened to be a bit off. Tatsuki's movements, while infinitely pleasant to the ashen-haired male, didn't seem to be working toward proper progression. Rather, they did, as Kou felt every moment in which his tip just about entered her... yet did not do so. It shouldn't have worked out that way. Could it have been a lack of experience on Kimiko's part, or something else? All he knew was that this, too, felt somehow familiar.

"Eto..." he muttered, staring into the face of the moaning and flushed Dragonoid. "What if I..." If Tatsuki wanted honesty and decisiveness, she'd be having it offered to her in a matter of moments. Using one moment in which she slid up a bit, Kou bent his neck to bring his head to her bosom. It was a bit of an awkward approach, and a stressful angle for his neck at first, but he managed to latch onto her left nipple with his lips. As to avoid losing this latch due to Tatsuki's movement, he sucked away at it firmly. He'd intended to make use of his hands as well, but managed nothing more than a tug against the Dragonoid's grip.

[Apollymi]

Tatsuki's mind worked overtime but her hand was doing the same. Strangely throughout all of this, the ashen haired lad in front of her became a bit more active he took a strange position which had to be ever so slightly straining and then without prompting latched onto her left nipple. "Oooh~" a sound slipped from her mouth she hadn't expected. What an interestingly new sensation this was, as the lad sucked away she felt the tug of his hands against her tail. Strangely, since he'd decided to move of his own accord, she let go of his arms, her tail trailing down and her own body rising ever so lightly giving them a slightly better alignment for his head. What would he do with his hands? She hadn't the slightest idea, but she did want more decisive action from him, she could only reward such a desire while she searched for her own. Perhaps no assumptions would be made here, perhaps this would be taken as her intent, to make the lad act of his own accord.

Still there was something eating at the back of her mind. She was quite sure the personality of the other lass was not conscious. Did her original personality have some sort of issue with this action? Not possible... Tatsuki was very sure she had more power than a human child. Even one she gave the credit of being her host. Something else was taking place here and it was something she couldn't understand... maybe that was fine, as she fully intended to enjoy herself here and now, whether she could properly achieve copulation or not. It would seem with the slight shift in her position she'd aim to stop such wide movements of her hips, if only to keep Kou's head near enough to her for his comfort and her added pleasure. There was something satisfying about this she didn't quite recognize yet, but as her nipple was teased within his mouth that pressure filled sensation below seemed to increase by a great deal.

[Bloodedge]

Kou managed to take hold of the nipple he sought with his mouth, but there was more coming his way. Tatsuki decided to loose her tail from his wrists, freeing him to a minor descent that eased the tension in his neck, but also gave him the point of access he initially sought with his previously immobile hands. Each hand took hold of a hip when they finally lowered, squeezing intensely. Apparently, Kou had managed to build up quite a bit of tension during all of Tatsuki's teasing, and his body demanded release.

Labored breaths escaped his nostrils. Every moment in which his mouth briefly released the Dragonoid's nipple, the heat of his breath instead left his mouth to cascade over a breast moistened slightly by his own saliva. In the meantime, Kou pushed his own hips forward to slide himself against her sex of his own accord, before ultimately retreating to replace his manhood with the fore and middle fingers of his right hand. As far as he was concerned, the lack of proper action taken by Tatsuki was, in no way, her doing. He believed Kimiko had managed to overcome the Dragonoid's desire for its 'mate' of choice, leaving the latter with only the urge. Kou had his own urges at present, but if his assumptions were correct, he wouldn't want to penetrate the Dragonoid. He could, however, aide Tatsuki in some way; this was how he chose to do so.

[Apollymi]

Kou's actions seemed to free him quite a bit, and he took action unto himself much to the satisfaction of his Dragonoid partner. His hands once they lowered found their places upon her hips, squeezing rather tightly. She had no arguments for this, overall it was quite a pleasing feeling, one which caused her to moan and one which she strangely, felt had passed her skin before. His mouth still worked about her chest was soon simply adding heated breath to her person, and her own breaths quickened as a result. The tension in his body was obvious and he demanded release. Obviously, Tatsuki was about to get what she wanted without having to hunt it down herself. As Kou took to thrusting himself between her legs of his own accord.

It wasn't to be... she didn't get the filling sensation of his member into the center of her being. Instead the lad replaced himself with the fingers of his hand. A filling sensation of a different sort caused the Dragonoid lass a bit of surprise. Her body let go of all its tension in this moment and opened a flood gate the likes of which was incomparable to any other. The lad would find his hand slick with her release and though this wasn't the finish she sought it was the one she needed. Still there was the lad to think about and though he'd changed his own tactics, Tatsuki wasn't an actual tease by nature. She didn't intend to leave him with a throbbing member and no release of his own. Instead she lowered her own feet to the ground, pressing her body into his as her tail settled around him and his member was overcome with the vibrating pulses of the warm fluid from her own body as she aimed to bring about his end as well. No one would be left behind, even if the intentions of everyone present had shifted.

[Bloodedge]

Kou's fingers slid into the Dragonoid more easily than he could have imagined. That was all the proof he needed to know that his manhood should have experienced a similar ease of entry, yet it wasn't the case. Fair enough. Though this wasn't the ideal situation, it would certainly do. His fingers began to move within her nether, curling up naturally until a moment in which he felt something... strange. What was this? There was a specific area he made contact with, that felt somewhat coarse, more like an actual sponge than the otherwise smooth surfaces surrounding his fingers.

Whatever the case, he could hardly even be confused for long. There was simply too much going on against Kou's own body, what with the oscillating water encompassing and molesting his shaft and all. He felt as if he could explode at any given moment, and yet, it was strange. What sort of weird pornography was this woman into, to have such a ludicrous idea that worked out so incredibly well? Obviously, the same sort he consumed, but for whatever reason, that comparison never registered properly in Kou's mind.

[Apollymi]

Kou's fingers finding their home within Tatsuki's core was something very different for the lass. If she'd thought the entry of his fingers alone was something of a problem when the lad stroked the spongy part within her her knees buckled from the sensation. There was no denying exactly what that spot was, and no fighting the release which would happen if he continued in such a way. Her face flushed with such intense heat that it reached even the tips of her pointy ears, and as she leaned in, she aimed to whisper into the lad's face while she continued what she was doing with the vibrations of her own warm fluids around his manhood. "I can't resist this feeling," she said as her hips gently rocked against his fingers and her own manipulation of water seemed to quicken rhythmically. Had she just admitted weakness? Maybe. But to be fair such a feeling seemed to be something this body demanded and reacted to without even trying to resist. "Don't hold back..." she murmured gently aiming to press her lips against his. She wasn't capable of stopping the massive eruption below her waist and she aimed to create a similar feeling in the body of the lad. So that if it worked out, they'd reach peak at the same time as a mix of bodily fluids exploded into the throne room behind them.

[Bloodedge]

Closer and closer Tatsuki drew, until she ultimately spoke hushed words directly into his face. At about the same time, her odd choice of stroking him with water intensified. Such an action could, and did, only have a single outcome. That outcome was a building tension throughout Kou's body, as his own efforts intensified as well. There was a pressure building up in his loins, leading to an explosion from within. This was no new sensation for one such as Kou, or rather Yugi, but this time around was quite different. His curling fingers would become something more like a grip in his final moments, as he spewed his seed unto Tatsuki's bare legs from the angle. This eruption came with a gasp and a sigh, just about a moan before most tension vanished from Kou's body.

[Apollymi]

And there it was. The moment Tatsuki had been waiting for in a most explosive manner. She would find her legs covered in the results of her and Kou's combined efforts. Her own body tightened around his as this happened as well. Her own finish came with a moan directly into the lad's mouth and then her body lost all tension as well. Strangely she fell directly into the lad against this wall, her legs seeming to have lost all feeling in the moment. She only had her tail to help her out, and she used it to wrap around the pair of them so they could lean against the wall as they regained their breaths. As this occurred Tatsuki could be found, staring at the lad unabashedly, though seemingly very pleased.

Several moments would pass before the same maid who'd previously cleaned up after the pair made her way into the throne room. This was becoming a bit habitual, and though the ordering of the pairing had changed, it was still essentially the same pair of people caught in the same kind of compromising position with a similarly accompanying mess. Several motions of her hands were made to others this time as well before she cleared her throat to speak again. "Ahem. The baths are ready, if you'd like. Also we can't find your clothes... would you like to see the seamstress after?" she asked seemingly all about the business of this and having no problem completely ignoring the potential mess surrounding these two. Tatsuki heard these words and got a strange feeling from them. It felt almost like they were directed at her, like she'd heard them exactly this way before. Her eyes narrowed and she answered with her own thoughts about the lad in mind. "Bath, yes... Seamstress, no," Tatsuki said and she meant that to apply to both of them. The maid bowed and then aimed to lead them both towards the baths not knowing if they'd forgotten.

[Bloodedge]

After a few moments passed, Kou found that the only thing keeping him standing was the wall, and Tatsuki's body against his own. Otherwise, his weakened and trembling knees were threatening to drop him onto the floor at a moment's notice. Soon enough, some of the palace staff arrived. Was this a voice he'd heard before now? No, surely not; he'd hardly even been conscious within this place. Maybe it was a simple matter of Akashi demanding servitude of literally anyone crossing his path.

Kou couldn't be sure why Tatsuki responded with a 'no' to the matter of meeting a seamstress. His own clothes were gone; he couldn't simply replace them the way Tatsuki surely could. Well, it was possible, but his would be only a temporary case. No matter. The white-haired lad would rise nonetheless, nodding to the maid while cupping his hands over his crotch. His path would lead him to the baths, which he happened to know the location of without even realizing why he did.

[Apollymi]

Strangely, Tatsuki also remembered where the baths were, but unlike Kou she didn't seem to have a single shred of modesty in her being. She trailed along with the lad, getting used to the feeling of her feet touching the floor. All the while her tail remained wrapped around the lad's torso like a tether and she seemed completely unaffected by everything happening. At the same time, her eyes never left the lad, who also moved as if he knew exactly where he was going. 'Why does it feel like I remember?' she wondered to herself. As they stepped into the bathroom she would look around at the room and be hit instantly with a bout of deja vu the likes of which she wasn't prepared for. Her eyes seemed to glow a lit red for several seconds but then she'd blink as she gained some understanding of this moment. Several showers were running and for the first time, she'd let go of the lad to allow him to bathe. She stood under the water and seemed content to just watch regardless of the amount of bodily fluids that covered her body. Strangely nothing made contact with her skin, and the water all seemed to bounce off her without making any real headway against her or the grime which covered her. But such was the difference between natural water and her own ability, even when she wasn't exerting it. It didn't matter presently. She was deep in thought, but what she was thinking about would be kept to herself.

[Bloodedge]

Kou never thought to question his knowledge of the bathroom's location. No, he was far too busy entertaining other thoughts, mostly about what had just transpired between Tatsuki and himself. To be more specific, his thoughts traveled to his connection to Miki, or rather the girl behind both Avatars in question. There were few doubts in his mind that she had been the cause of Tatsuki's hesitation earlier. Whatever the case, Kou placed himself under the cascading waters of the nearest shower, where he stood and rinsed himself. In the midst of this, he raised his right hand to look at it. Two of his fingers were pruned, and with a very distinct smell. He'd seen many sources of media which depicted this as a point of interest, so he sniffed those fingers to inhale Tatsuki's aroma. Following this, he lapped at his middle finger with his tongue. It wasn't exactly what he may have expected, and yet... he couldn't complain either.

Onto the process of actually showering, then...

[Apollymi]

Tatsuki stood watching apparently staring off into space, or rather, directly at Kou. She watched his actions from the corner of her eye and had only a brow to raise in response. What a strange lad he had to be to do something so forward. Strangely she found herself wondering something similar after watching him and gently swiped her forefinger across her thigh a moment later soon her own magic seemed to be pulsing eroding every bit of muck and grime from her person with the exception of this one finger. She didn't have to strain to smell anything, whatever she took from it, she gently flicked the two sides of her tongue across it. There was no outward change to her expression but she understood a bit of the lad's curiosity. Her whole body would be clean in a matter of moments but with her magical armor at full strength water other than her own seemed to be repelled from her person. She stepped out of the line of the shower as she finished this process, no soap required and headed over to the tub as she shrank her magical armor back in. Soon after, she'd submerge herself in the water which was warm. And strangely the water began to bubble around her, and out from her person. Her tail flickered around her body as she watched the effect she had on a once still pool of water. 'Sou ka...' she mused to herself. And here, she'd sit with her head leaned back staring off into space once more.

[Bloodedge]

Kou never looked in Tatsuki's direction as he stood under the shower, wetting himself, lathering himself, rinsing himself, etc. His body was at ease, though his mind was not. It didn't matter, though. He'd progress regardless, with only his curiosities filling his mind. There were so many questions, so few answers, and none that could be asked while having an inkling of an idea as to what the answers could be. Either way, he was soon done with the shower, and moving on to the tub. He wasn't expecting a Jacuzzi effect, but a glance in Tatsuki's direction allowed him to theorize that she was somehow involved with it. "Are you... moving it?" he asked, looking out to the bubbling water as he stepped in to submerge himself.