Ryozanpaku

[Apollymi]

She had a very particular slow stroke in mind, as she was driven as well to complete this contract they'd set up. Even so, this movement of her hand was soon matched by the movement of his own. A finger found itself below her waist and rubbing against her sex in a manner most meticulous. She moaned again into this lad's mouth as her thighs involuntarily clinched the slow paced movement. Strangely enough she didn't let this distract her mind. No, it was still moving at lightning pace through all of this debauchery. She was enjoying the enticing finger movement and her own hand continued its slow pacing. With them matching in this way she could somewhat control herself for at least a while longer. While this happened though there was the matter of their highly engaged lips and tongues. Each stroking movement against her came with much of a tongue thrashing until there was the briefest break. A single line of saliva held their mouths together until a sigh of Akashi's broke it. She might have pouted in protest once more but a cheeky question of Akashi's was asked in the meantime.

'The other half, huh?' she mentally questioned but by the time she opened her mouth to answer with an equally cheeky response, the lad was upon her again. His mouth crashing against hers and finding her own tongue eagerly awaiting their next dance. Something about this situation became more and more desirable as time went on. Each exchange left her more and more ravenous and that slow stroking finger was easily contributing to the start of that building pressure beneath her waist. She didn't bother separating their faces, when her tongue was not assaulted for whatever small amount of time that happened, she'd simply speak her truth directly into this lad's face with coy teasing in those golden eyes. "The other half is... you~" she replied with heated breath, before immediately assaulting his tongue again. What she couldn't express without the proper form of break was that this wasn't simply a matter of physical understanding but also of thought. This lad plagued her in the best possible ways. Her mind and body were consumed by her desire for him and she was apt to take advantage of every opportunity to possess him that was presented. This was true especially of Tamamo but it was quite a bit deeper than even her, somewhere far below the surface the original version of this persona was just as obsessed and covetous of this lad. So, this face would have her fun devouring his dragon as all versions of the girl aimed to claim him in as many ways as she could think of.

[Bloodedge]

In spite of the fact that he temporarily silenced whatever rebuttal Tamamo had, Akashi wondered exactly what she would have to say when given the chance. Soon enough, there was enough of a break in this meeting of mouths for her to speak her piece. What she had to say, was that the other half of her person was the lad himself. It was Akashi's turn to be silenced by lips, but he could figure out the rest. Perhaps he would have had some difficulty reaching a conclusion normally, but in this case, he knew the meaning simply because it was such a relatable notion. Aiba Yugi had become plagued since entering this strange world the likes of his favorite video game. Time spent around others was primarily spent in the company of this girl in various forms, and he hadn't a single complaint. Even the time he spent with their other companions, or even alone, there she was... filling his mind like some sort of addiction.

Yes, that was one way to view it. If he hadn't already become an addict, he was well on his way. His drug of choice had proven herself to be the one thing that understood him in a way no other ever had, or perhaps ever could. This thought from the core that was Aiba Yugi leaked through to Akashi's form, manifesting in the form of growing aggression. He began to assault her mouth as if he could attack by chomping her lips at any given moment, yet there was an underlying gentleness to every collision as well. Meanwhile, his finger took a longer trip forward than it previously had been. Clawed though it was, Akashi showcased an amount of dexterity that allowed him to slip his finger into the girl's womanhood without so much as a scratch, even managing to rub her interior with the same lack of additional effort. Only while doing this did he retract his tongue and lips once more, brief though it was even during the third instance. "Half's missing then, isn't it? I guess it's my job to put it back inside where it belongs.~"

[Apollymi]

Every meeting of their lips soon became more aggressive, and yet somehow more tender. After she restarted their kiss his mouth assaulted hers, small chomps applied to her lips elicited moans and squeals from her. Each movement was so precise and it wasn't just his mouth either. Her own hand hadn't stopped moving properly but there was the gentlest pause as his finger slipped within her depths. A tightening of her nether followed immediately after along with the moan that escaped as their mouths parted. This Dragonoid's fingers were a thing of magic and she would take and take until she quite literally exploded. "Mmm-haaaah~" there it was that sound which escaped as he spoke. He had even more cheeky commentary to offer this lass, based on her own statements even.

There was something akin to desire which flashed in those golden eyes of hers. There was something quite tantalizing about the idea of him giving her what she was missing. She really couldn't say no to anything like that. In fact, all she could do was enthusatically agree while she continued to slow stroke his manhood without care. That being said her words would be punctuated by the gentlest flicker of her fingers over his tip before her normal methods returned. "Hai!~ Definitely your job~" she moaned happily. "Feel free to fulfill it anytime~" she completed the phrase without question. They could move on and she'd always accept with the same happiness because it was him. Soon after that pause would be stopped and their lips and tongues would wrestle by the lass' own desires.

[Bloodedge]

According to Tamamo, it was indeed his job to return that missing half to its rightful place... inside of its host. Anytime, she said. That time would be soon, but first would be further exploration of the pink-haired lass. The sounds that escaped her were tantalizing, and essentially goaded even the Dragonoid into further action. As his left hand was free, he soon brought it to the Kitsune's face. The growing intensity of their meeting led to him escaping their lip-lock once more, for a single purpose. His tongue remained beyond the threshold of his mouth, moving its way onto the side of Tamamo's neck. Down it went, then up it came. This trail ended with a flick of his tongue against the fox's earlobe, and the hand against the side of her face became entangled in her hair, tugging just slightly during a deeper insertion of his finger into her undercarriage.

The end of his tongue's trail was not at all the end of its movements. No, Akashi retracted it into his mouth once more. He had something else to say, it seemed. They did have a contract. In said contract, there were many things yet to be done. This instance of 'filling in' a missing half was a mere bonus to their original terms and conditions, of which not even half had been fulfilled. Did he mind that? No; there was plenty of time. He did, however, keep those conditions in mind. "The contract is missing a clause," he said in reference to the fact that one thing was left out. "I can't help realizing... no one had anything to say about the length of this meeting."

[Apollymi]

Tamamo would begin experiencing various new things at the hands of this Dragonoid. In their current moment, it seemed her speech had spurred him on. To what end? Akashi made use of his other hand she found it moving along the side of her face, at the same time his tongue moved along her neck. A soft hiss escaped her, she had no arguments though. She definitely liked this and found herself panting directly as a result of newfound stimulation. An upward and downward motion of this lad's tongue was quite something to be taken in and the tightening she felt upon her pink locks was tantalizing as added stimulation below her waist helped turn a minor bit of pain into unadulterated pleasure. If she'd been thinking about it properly she would have probably realized she was already growing quite a few kinks through experience alone, but... none of that actually mattered. Instead a simple tightening of her nether around that deep stroking finger at the sensation of that tongue flickering against her earlobe. "Ummmm~" she bit her bottom lip in the moment quieting a coming moan.

Akashi apparently still had more to say, though the movements of her own hand never stopped, the occasional stroke against his tip did occur. Overall she was gaining quite a bit of experience in the nature of this lad's manhood. His words about the lack of timing in their contract made her chuckle. She found herself struggling, her knees going a bit weak as the depths of her person began pushing her towards the edge of the greatest abyss she knew. Before she could answer his query she had to say something important, "I'm close... too close even," she mentioned softly as her face fell forward and she found herself softly licking the exposed flesh on the soft side of Akashi's neck. After which she'd speak to his timing, while trying to keep her balance as she approached her great release. "Ahhh~ Well, you determine the start of leisure time not the end. What if I get done with the contract and I want more? I can't put a definite amount of time on it~" she stated. Ever the one to take as much as possible. It was quite obvious the lass had simply skipped all but the start time because she wanted to take as much as she could between the start and the end of her contract. And who wouldn't take full advantage of a situation like the one she was in.

[Bloodedge]

Perhaps Akashi had always realized a timeframe was missing from their agreement. If he did, he determined long ago that it didn't matter. Dragons were selfish creatures, and if that particular term had been omitted accidentally, then he would have left it as such for his own unlimited access. In this way, they were kindred during the contract's signing, but there was much more potential to it than that if Tamamo left out the clause with purpose as well. "Greedy, greedy," he said, pausing as his lips made contact with her neck. "If the contract ends, we make another. All you have to do is make the call."

He could have said nothing. Because he spoke further, though, something aside from the pair's mutually-evolving arousal began to take place. Akashi's finger never ceased its movements, nor did his tongue as it trailed along Tamamo's neck again. The greed between these two could not be compared in any true fashion, but they were both in possession of the trait regardless. Akashi was drawn to the fox. He was drawn to the Necromancer. He was drawn to the other Dragonoid, and all forms that had yet to be conceptualized. He was taken in a way that left him making decisions, whether selfish or selfless, that he would never have made otherwise... and it was not simply Akashi.

"Skip the contracts, even. Just call." These would be the final words spoken by Akashi in this world. Little did the pair know, their actions this day had the strangest of consequences. Their lanterns, their wishes, were accepted by an entity beyond this world, yet so strongly connected to it. The Territory produced by Akashi began to dissipate─ something that should never have been possible. The thing that caused this... happened to be the Nexus itself, which dragged this pair of teens into what seemed to be a blank dimension devoid of all life, bar the Dragonoid and Kitsune. "H'oh?" the male questioned, clearly taken aback by the sudden shift. Even so, he didn't seem keen on removing himself from Tamamo. "Nothing should break my Domain. . ."

[Apollymi]

Once again this lass' greed was pointed out. She knew she was greedy, but it wasn't as if she was the only one who'd ignored time limits when establishing their current contract. If anything Akashi was just as guilty considering he felt the need to bring it up. "Oooooh~ You're one to talk.... you did it too~" she moaned. Apparently there was no real problem with this greed though. Their bedroom banter seemed to move along nicely and though both of them were admittedly very selfish in this creation they both that their reasons to be so. And the reason was simply each other, she sighed as his lips made contact with her neck and he began speaking again words which further drove home a different thought.

Tamamo found herself overly indulgent when it came to this Dragonoid. Even beyond him Kou was also worth teasing. Giyu had been the object of her desires even when she wasn't quite sure he shared them and before this moment Xiao had become something for her to covet. Ah... but this wasn't simply a matter of Tamamo, who was the most forthright about her desires, it was a matter of the one behind it all. The girl who wanted and aimed to take all that she could because of her feelings surrounding this boy. She gave and took in ways she wouldn't have bothered with in other situations simply because he was himself. "Hai hai~ Don't forget though... you can always call on me too. Girls do like feeling needed~" she chimed offering herself in a similar fashion. Too bad, her moment of concentration would soon be broken as the Territory fell apart around them. Was this a moment where they'd get caught? No... that didn't make much sense... after all there shouldn't be anyone in the world capable of breaking into Akashi's Terrority who wasn't already inside of it. Ah... he also seemed surprised by the change but didn't stop. Nor did Tamamo make any moves to extricate herself as she continued to delicately stroke his manhood at the same pace she'd been taking her lips pressing further against the skin of his neck while she questioned this. "Ara ara, if you don't know what this is... and I don't either... this could get kind of annoying~" she mused. Little did she know, it truly was going to be annoying. She couldn't know their selfish wishes and desires would come back upon them with such swiftness. She couldn't know what the Nexus had planned and this white space while empty and jarring seemed somewhat familiar.

[Bloodedge]

He could call upon her as well, could he? That much was simple for Akashi, but the Dragonoid had little faith in his other selves to do so. Perhaps eventually, when their curiosities were answered, the rest would manage to catch up. At least the form of Xiao seemed a bit ahead of the others thus far. There was hope yet. Sadly, as they explored each other's necks and loins, the greatest interruption came in the form of 'divine' intervention. Why they were pulled into an empty dimension, Akashi could not understand.

On the positive side, it seemed Tamamo was just as willing to continue without pause as Akashi himself. Since her hand was steadily moving, the Dragonoid sighed contentedly while keeping the pace of his single finger. Alas, things getting a bit annoying was not nearly a strong enough assumption. A voice would reach out to both parties as they busied themselves with each other in spite of the situation, and it would be projected directly into their shared consciousness. "The time has come, my dear masters.~ You must return to whence you came. Soon... we shall meet again," the androgynous voice spoke. Akashi's eyes narrowed as an unfamiliar sensation moved him. He wasn't pulled away, nor was he pushed─ he was simply being slowly phased out of reality, just as Tamamo would be at the same time. During that time, though, he was not capable of remaining Akashi.

The strange shift that occurred left the male's face a blur, though his irises glowed red even through the obstruction. His hair became very long, black, kept in a messy braid of a ponytail slung over his shoulder. A golden gleam around his neck housed an ovular ruby, which glowed with the same intensity as his eyes... yet it didn't seem to fully exist. "What the fuck?" the lad spoke in a voice unlike any of his Avatars. "Wait, whence we came? Does that mean─"

[Apollymi]

The kitsune knew at least Akashi would call upon her if he wished to see her. The others of the lad's personas didn't always seem as keen but she figured there were still a few things they were working on within themselves. She would be as patient as she could as they came to the same decision she'd already reached a long time before now. Ah, but there was still another problem, an empty dimension now housed them and as it did they continued their work on each other. Mouths touched necks and hands remained busy. Her own stroking the lad's manhood while his singular finger did wonders for her inside. Her body clinched and tightened so close to the edge she could have fallen over it at any moment.

Until, of course, her consciousness was assaulted by an unfamiliar voice. And when it reached her it broke the concentration she'd been building up. Of course, this voice couldn't simply be someone catching them in the midst of their debauchery. No, it had... ominous implications. "I must do what now?!" exclaimed Tamamo as a strange sensation came to her being. She too was phased out but as she was a bit closer to what she needed to be to start with it simply felt as if she rippled under the pressure of her being. Her eyes became the jewel red known to belong to one Ashikaga Kimiko and around her neck was a red jeweled pendant. Beyond all things she seemed to have on even less clothing and those once pink locks became the raven color of her original self. Ah, but she wasn't quite there yet... she wasn't quite where she needed to be. "But... I don-" she looked up at this lad and saw this new face of his for the first time. It wasn't all there... And she wasn't either.

[Bloodedge]

"Kuso," spoke the male. He knew what was coming now; he could feel it in the depths of his being. Both of them underwent some startling changes, but... he could recognize hers. This was the face of Ashikaga Kimiko, and not simply the version shared amongst her Avatars. She was the one he'd seen in school─ the true form of the girl, though something unexplainable was very different still. Had the same change taken place in him? He could hardly take the time to wonder, as the Nexus was in the process of sending them both out of this realm.

Neither wanted this departure, especially in the moment. So much progress had been made, and for what purpose? Perhaps they would be sent to the same location, and could go on as if nothing were amiss. The voice claimed it would be meeting them again, so this was in no way to be a permanent change. In that case... now was perhaps the perfect time, aside from the fact that it could have waited an hour or so. Shunning those thoughts for the moment, he fixed his crimson gaze on Kimiko. "Well... I guess that's that, then. Just in case... don't forget you have the answer," he said to the lass while moving forward. His lips encroached upon hers, but before any contact could even be managed, the transfer was complete; he was gone from this world.