Munetsuchi

[Bloodedge]

A bit of flirting started by Yume herself resulted in her stepping toward the demon, standing between his legs and remaining within reaching distance. He intention was clear. She had something to look forward to, so she moved toward it. With him still being without clothes, he could easily place his tool upon her right then and there by simply leaning forward. Alas, he wouldn't be the one leaning. Yume didn't seem like she would be donning that hat just yet. In fact, it seemed she'd rather be made into something to wear instead.

Beyond everything else, there was a clear reaction to Mugen's new pet name for the lass. Another thing demons tended to like was a reddened face on their chosen targets. "Ara, what's this? I guess I'll be keeping that one," he said. In the very next moment, Mugen was extending his hand toward Yume. That hand would be reaching out magically to pull her toward him. He wasn't patient enough to await a full reproach; she'd be pulled into his lips and have her mouth assaulted by his dampened tongue. All of that information about the five phases and all potential paths, as well as their individual purpose and meaning, would begin to flood her mind immediately. She'd know of possibilities, of truth, and of what she could generally expect from taking the journey in the more modern way. Her choice could be made at will, but there would first be another choice to address: the choice that landed her in this very position.

[Apollymi]

Yume was obviously a pretty flirty individual. After learning of this world and becoming someone different she found herself easily falling into the fun aspects. He was sitting on the bed and she was standing between his legs. He was still naked but she'd not pushed forward at all. No, now she was a bit busy having a physical reaction to his particular choice in his nickname. Much to her surprise he claimed he'd be keeping it. Was that based solely on her reaction? Perhaps she'd have to think over some of the specifics, but that wouldn't be now...

Well, maybe she was patient enough but Mugen had no such desire to meander around the point. He reached out magically and pulled her in. Her face met his and she found rather easily his tongue within her mouth. Ah, that was rather nice, and then just as quickly there was a thorough stream of information flowing into her mind. This seemed to concern something she recognized as the Star of Destruction and the Circle of Creation. Looking at just the image without fully knowing anyone else in the group she knew the path she'd follow. Well that was good to know, she processed and stored that information while she seemed to shift just a bit. And she rather easily found one hand resting against his chest while her body seemed to be moving on its own. She'd come to occupy his lap, Her legs on either side of his, the fun of her current form of attire was that she could remove her clothing without having to do anything of importance. Even more interesting was the fact that her unoccupied hand still held that hat, perhaps she should put it on? Well, she'd get to that eventually, for now she'd find herself sinking into potential debauchery. She would willingly accept a great deal of Mugen's attention and maybe even take some for herself. Yes that sounded like a pretty good idea already.

[Bloodedge]

Two names had been applied to this girl by Mugen, both since their delve into debauchery. He said he would be keeping the most recent, but that would probably just be his favorite moving forward. Whichever he used, it seemed Yume would be answering to it easily. Alas, there was no answering to be done currently. With her mouth so occupied, Mugen expected nothing by way of words for some time. She was very quick to slide into place atop his lap after a bit of shifting. He didn't care what she chose to do with that hat. She continued holding it while her free hand rested atop his chest.

Furthermore, Mugen's magical pull continued even as the girl leaned against him. He figured it would be quite easy for her to discard that 'clothing' made from Cthugha. The choice to do so was not something he doubted at this point, either. The demon pulled her in, and she accepted wholly. How far would she go? Well, most of the answer was obvious. No further information would be given to Yume, though Mugen's tongue continued to invade her mouth, almost furiously molesting her tongue. Ah... perhaps some information was to be shared. If nothing else, Mugen offered knowledge of his own desire in a roundabout way. The fun only paused due to Cthugha's appearance. Now that the Ancient One had been dealt with, and all necessary explanations were given, there was no reason to dawdle. Miyuki certainly wasn't going to be a reason for hesitation; he hadn't been thus far.

[Apollymi]

If Yume was to have a nickname, then Yu-pyon specifically being something she was called by Mugen was among the best possible choices. She was already quite fond of it given her innate physical reaction she was sure it was her favorite. But there were more things that she found to be her favorite, for instance, this amount of physical contact. They were kissing and though it was initially simply for the point of passing information, it eventually lost it, but this man didn't stop invading her mouth with his tongue.

No, instead she was having a very good time with this as well. Her own tongue moved against its invader. Her clothing seemed to fall away rather easily as she made contact with the man's form. Was Miyuki still here? Well, it didn't matter, she wasn't initially being spiteful, instead she was content to do a bit of what had they called it before? Exploring. Yes, that was a fun word to use. She didn't need to learn anything right now, she had enough information to know what cycles she'd be taking and she fully desired simply to enjoy. So she would. Her naked form was pressed against the man's body and her own hips would end up lifted. If she was understanding this man's desires properly, this was something he wanted as well. She found herself thinking, 'Why not?' and with that alone she would eventually be rubbing her folds against his exposed manhood. Her entire body was exposed for the taking and she'd even let go of that hat for the time being so she could have use of her other hand. She didn't know what she needed it for, but for now, she was willing to softly grind against his man until the point where their bodies would be brought together.

[Bloodedge]

Rare was it for Mugen to be underneath anyone. Alas, he would not be shirking any advances. Yume took it upon herself to mount him and continue to push matters forward. Of course he was only encouraging such behavior. This was not the first time a dance of tongues was occurring today, and it wouldn't be the last between these two alone. Mugen figured this wouldn't be the final sexual encounter either, though he had nothing but speculation and confidence fueling the thought.

Fully nude after the simple act of retracting her familiar, Yume made another advancement. Mugen could feel the lass rubbing herself against his shaft. As for why she discarded the eboshi, he did not yet know. Finding out the answer would be interesting, he was sure. For the time being, Mugen was content to continue pulling while leaning back himself. Though it was an odd thing for him to do, he continued moving until his back touched surface, all the while pulling Yume along with him. His hand found her breast once more, that arm bent at a sharp angle to enable a consistent groping even with the little space between them. It seemed Mugen would be allowing a rarely-visited occurrence today. Apparently, he had no qualms after the grinding began. What point was there in changing positions when Yume had already taken such steps?

[Apollymi]

Odd was it to have her desires encouraged. Yume wasn't sure exactly what to expect, given the rather intense nature of her creation. Even so, she seemed to be enjoying this approach she took on for herself. If nothing else, switching positions later was always a potential way to go about this sort of thing. But for now at least, she didn't even entertain the option of stopping before she finished trying out this particular position. Still, imagine her surprise when Mugen went on to put his back against his bed, leaving her atop him, grinding against his form without much impediment.

Yes, their lips remained in near constant contact, tongues dancing between their faces. But, Yume also felt a strong hand upon her breast seeming to be molested even in a tight space. Oddly, this girl didn't have any real reservations to start with, she'd discarded her eboshi, but she'd freed her hand. With one already resting against his chest, the other would eventually join it, if only so she could find the leverage to properly begin insertion. Doing so would have her breaking their kiss gently as she went about lining herself up, before she aimed to begin sliding him into her body from this position. She imagined it would be a bit less taxing than their previous endeavor, but maybe more physically straining for herself. Even so, she'd do what she needed to sink down enough to join their faces back together while she felt the pressure of her own body joining his. She was almost moaning, it was such a nice feeling and with her hands against his chest, she realized once again that he was an exceedingly muscled individual. Strangely she wouldn't stop her downward movement until they were fully joined, all the while she seemed to be quite pleased by the sensation. For something that seemed like it shouldn't work, taking his manhood into her body was quickly becoming one of her more enjoyed activities.

[Bloodedge]

Mugen hardly expected aggression that wasn't born from spite, but that was precisely what Yume brought him. She'd approached with little prodding, and she'd taken a very simple gesture to new heights. Never did he sense Karma in effect during those advancements. He knew what it was, though. What he sensed from Yume was a spark of whimsy ─ the sheer urge to seek pleasure for fun alone. Were her actions those of a newborn demon, or still the carnal desires of humanity? Well...

It didn't matter. The urge to seek solace in the body of another was one that reached all manner of creatures. In Mugen's experience, even those who used sex as a tool to create were very susceptible to simple pleasures of the flesh. This one would succumb to it again and again, it seemed. Perhaps it had to do with an old person she most resembled, and was directly or indirectly related to? Possibly. Either way, she seemed to have an idea what she was doing, so Mugen took the chance to relax and enjoy penetration that had nothing to do with his own movements. Her descent onto his girth had all the makings of a slower pace he'd seen earlier this day. Would he be expecting a similar end? Perhaps Yume was the type to prefer something along those lines, or perhaps he'd see something more on the ridiculous side. Time would tell, but he'd not be doing anything to physically impair this time. Though their faces met again, Mugen separated their lips a second time. "You've already summoned an Eldritch. What's next ─ a calamity child?" he asked, seeming to wonder if there was some motive in Yume's mind.

[Apollymi]

Pleasure-seeking for fun alone was indeed all Yume had up her sleeve at the moment. She ws going to make new powers, and abilities. She planned to don her thinking hat, and finish her lessons, but before all that she simply wanted to try out something new. And by the time she got to the point of thinking why not, she was already sinking down onto Mugen's manhood. Their lips had been brought back together and she immediately began a slight grinding motion, rotating her hips gently so she could feel the man moving about within her canal.

Of course, he broke their kiss again and with their faces still relatively close together questioned the girl's intentions. She'd already summoned an Eldritch creature, was a calamity child next? A smirk crossed her lips. She had a reference for a calamity child but that was mostly from reading a very specific set of novels and light novels. "Oh? Do those exist? I mean I like the chaotic mix of good and evil as much as the next person, but I'm not planning anything really~" she mused seeming to find her own understanding of the situation funny. "Well, nothing beyond finding out what this feels anyway~" she mused. This was a thing done simply because she felt like it. Because she wanted to know what this feeling was, because her mentor was hot and his form distracting. Nothing more, nothing less. Even her spiteful jabs at Miyuki and other such men had all but fallen away as she began exploring. Being in control of her body like this, she felt like the speed and rotation and the gentle lifting her hips was definitely something she could find amusing. So she'd continue seeming to gain only the tiniest bit of aggression as time went on, but perhaps that was just instinct.

[Bloodedge]

As he wondered what her specific intentions were, Mugen felt Yume's urges manifest in the form of movement. There was a certain rotation which shifted the different sensations from between her walls around him. From one side to another, from tip to shaft, he felt such a mix of things that all tingled their way through his being. According to Yume, she had no particular plans ─ apart from figuring out what this would feel like. "Ho? Surely you're not telling me you had no idea," he said curiously. Whatever her initial experience was, it was sounding more pitiful by the mention. Oh well; they'd be doing something to overwrite mediocrity in time.

Yume did have a reference for the things called calamity children. He wouldn't so much call it a chaotic mix of good and evil, but it could easily be called something close. As for her lack of intentions beyond exploration and discovery, there was an old warning to be heeded. "Calling to the darkness with no intention? Do you know what happens when you peer into the Void?" he asked. Many phrases translated, and much of them were lost to the mortal races. In this case, he wondered if this one was also lost as the Void itself. Of course, the results didn't matter much at all to Mugen. Whatever came of this, the fun was in the journey ─ which was already proving intriguing as Yume made some pace-related discoveries for herself.

[Apollymi]

Tingles felt by Mugen were also felt by Yume. She was causing some strange sensations within herself which would only result in her continued activity. Actually, that small rotating grind made her seek the sensation which was steadily building within her loins. She found herself concentrating on it, regardless of what it may or may not have been doing for Mugen. When she looked at his face he questioned her not having any idea, "Iie, I had no idea. It's going pretty well so far though~" she mused as the movements of her hips began to speed up. Ah, actually the more she did this she more she realized that the slipping feeling within her loins was spectacular. If Mugen thought her first experience might have been mediocre, she was sure it was subpar by the end of her snack. Here and now she was almost sure it didn't happen, like the last few minutes of a bad dream it was just something she remembered obviously not something that actually happened.

Just the same, she found the slight lifting and lowering of her hips to be quite fun for pushing her towards the pulsing flourish she felt building in her loins. Actually, now that they were talking about it, there as apparently an issue with her lacking in intention in her present endeavor. "Oh, I read that somewhere once... It peers back into you~" she chimed seeming to find it amusing. "Such a mysterious thing to say, though my lack of intention isn't me calling out to anything in this case~" she mentioned. At the very least, she wasn't looking to gain anything or take anything. No... she was just content to experience pleasure as it washed over her body. It started in her core and spread throughout her entire body, but given the slowness it was reached at it wasn't something she stopped for. No, even as her core convulsed around Mugen she kept rotating her hips as if chasing more than just the sensation. She liked this but it wasn't as intense this time.

[Bloodedge]

As he expected, the previous experience under Shinomiya Kaguya's belt was something abysmal. Based on what he felt presently, Mugen knew these sensations to be possible via a vast array of positions, so there was no real excuse for quality... or lack thereof. Oh well. He had little concern for events of the past. Besides, there was a particular misconception that needed addressing at present.

What could that misconception have been? Well, Yume offered an ending to his clause. She claimed to have read that peering into the Void allowed it to, in turn, peer as well. While that was true, it was never the original point. "So close. When you peer into the Void... it enters you. Don't think for a second that the Void will stop at having a look. One glance inside is all you need to invite it into yourself. It doesn't take desire or any of that nonsense. All it takes... is a single moment of curiosity~" he explained. Whether the girl had desires or not, she'd find that the Void didn't care. Without the specific goal of avoiding certain outcomes, or strong enough intentions to produce other results, some things were quite inevitable. Of course, he also knew the benefits to letting the Void do as it pleased. He was sure to see something interesting either way, as evident by Yume's continued pace even as her loins drenched him with the fluid of climax.

[Apollymi]

The negative of her previous experience was being forgotten and further pushed from the mind of Yume for every moment. Of course, she was having a good time already and that climax she'd reached was rather relaxed. Her hips had kept moving and now she was rising and lowering on his manhood which she'd slickened herself. Of course, as time went on there was a specific statement made by Mugen about the Void and its decisions. Apparently she was only close, what she'd read in the books and seen in media was apparently a more passive version of what was actually taking place.

"Oh? That is a lot less passive than I thought. I think someone should be warning people that the darkness is such an active thing~" she mused after finding out the difference between the truth and her perception of it. Oh well, she wasn't about to be upset about her past understanding but she'd easily carry it to the future. If the Void reached out regardless of your intention just because she brushed against it, she'd do the only thing she could and invite and accept what touched her back. The ride she was taking had been gently increasing in intensity the entire time, even post the relaxation of her core she seemed to be enjoying herself. "Curiosity will get a lot of us. But I don't mind the darkness~" she mused knowing that curiosity was a high potential for many a human, it was her own worst enemy and that of many of her friends in various ways. She mused as she raised and lowered herself with greater intensity. She could easily use this to find her own end again, but now... she was leaning in to slip her tongue into Mugen's mouth.

[Bloodedge]

The Void was a dangerous thing to all who viewed it. Those who knew, understood the ways it could be navigated. Mugen figured Yume had enough understanding to navigate the nuances properly, but she did seem to be missing some caveats. Darkness was quite the active thing, as she asserted. As things went, there was little to be concerned about regardless of the outcome. With his own ability to overcome most things, he believed handling any sudden developments would be no issue for the lass.

Curiosity was not so much a danger, but a gateway. Yume would find herself in a new world full of unexpected results, even after literally entering a new world earlier the same day. Much excitement was ahead of them both. Luckily, she didn't mind the darkness. "Kuhuhu! That's good. The darkness seems interested in you," Mugen declared. Her movements intensified over time, prodding Mugen into a rather natural reaction of hip-thrusting to match her pace. With that, they entered a sort of dance, complete with Yume's effort to invade Mugen's mouth with her tongue. She'd learn the cost of stepping into a demon's territory. Once threatened by an invader, Mugen's tongue lashed out to furiously swab against the foreign muscle, slathering it in his own mana.

At roughly the same time, Ailen was sitting in the middle of his own bed, leaning his way back onto the mattress. A lesson had just been delivered mere moments before, and he thought a new type of fun would be interesting for Anais and himself. "So, with that being the lesson, I wonder if you would take interest in a twofold oral exchange. I've attempted it only a few times to conserve time, but in this case, I imagine it would be good for sport. The side of exchanges that focuses solely on entertainment has become more interesting to me. There are so many facets to observe, yet I keep failing to perform observation," he rambled. Did the elf intend to make observations this time? Well, of course he did. Ailen always had such intentions, though that part was consistently slipping away from him today.

[Apollymi]

According to Mugen, the darkness was interested in Yume. She couldn't help but smile at that assertion. She saw it multiple ways as she tended to see many things involving words. Of course, as she moved she leaned in, and began to assault his mouth with her tongue. She wasn't even surprised to find him striking back and tasting that spicy mana of his in her own mouth as his hips thrusted against her. How interesting. Perhaps this was why such things were referred to as riding? She found herself easily moving against him, responding to upward thrusts with the downward movements of her own hips, each one sending a jolt of sensation into her core. How delightful, each stroke was like its own nudge towards another flourish. Little moans were escaping her mouth and falling into his, but surely that wasn't a problem either. She could easily ride along this way...

Meanwhile, Anais was sitting up as her mentor's back met his bed. She had just finished a lesson and was busy moving it around within her own head. This was, in all honesty a much better way to study. Today, she'd discovered that sex was quite an enjoyable activity and that in exact opposition to the way she'd studied before, she could easily balance her studies and enjoyment if she went about it this way. What was more, she now had a full understanding of water based plants and what would likely count as a fuller understanding of the cycles as they worked. She was doing quite well today. She girl sat licking her lips as Ailen made a suggestion. A two-fold oral transfer, which he'd tried for time saving sake a few times, but saw as potentially being quite fun. Anais took a moment to process that request in her brain. "Sixty-nine..." she seemed to think about that implication. 'Nice!~' Sinais seemed to be for it, and gave the meme response. 'Why do you know that?' asked Anais in the moment. 'Because you do, and it would be nice... go ahead and feel that for a second time~' she teased. It could potentially be quite fun, though a little distracting. But that would indeed make it rather fun. "Hai, let's do it!~" she seemed to have no problems with this particular line of thought. Having already become comfortable enough to take the man at his word about her doing things of her own volition, the elafia found herself straddling the man's upper body while he remained on his back her knees resting against his bed her thighs on either side of his head. Leaving her sex directly near his mouth. Just the same her face aligned to his own manhood while she was able to easily reach his manhood with both hand and mouth.

[Bloodedge]

Yume seemed to take quite kindly to the sudden activity of Mugen's hips. He considered that a positive development, as he hardly had the capacity for long-term stillness. The demon's very nature urged him to do something, even to take over pacing... but he also had no desire to overshadow Yume's intentions with his own. If he did something like that, he'd never be made interested. With that in mind, Mugen limited himself to matching the girl's pace, much to his own enjoyment as his every ascent met her descent. Yume thought this to be a worthwhile endeavor that she could carry to her own satisfaction, but she wasn't the only one thinking along those lines. As the taste of sweet citrus cascaded into his mouth, Mugen thought the time was near for yet another 'friendly' offering of mana. For that, he would of course await a moment of impact to spray his seed deep into the core of Yume's being.

All the while, Ailen was just recovering from a spillage of his own. The rise and fall of his chest was accentuated by the flat position he took, though his breathing seemed to recover quickly. There wasn't much choice in the matter, considering how very active the elf was finding himself today. Now, he'd almost immediately have something else to deal with. The twofold mana transfer mentioned by Ailen was addressed by Anais as... sixty-nine. What a strange thing to call it, he thought. "Sixty... nine?" he questioned immediately. Whatever the case, his interest in the exchange was shared. Anais climbed onto his chest, nearly wrapping her thighs around his head in such a way as to put him face-to-face with her glistening undercarriage. Ailen first took a moment to inspect, even making a brief observation as he did. "Interesting. After all that earlier, you seem to have snapped back to normal quite easily. That's an almost divine quality," he observed. Wasting no further time, the elf made use of his very next breath to press his lips betwixt her folds. After a few moments spent slurping mana into his mouth, gentle lashes of tongue would begin whilst his hands settled upon Anais's sides.