Munetsuchi

[Apollymi]

Mugen's hips moving made quite a bit of difference. Yume imagined this particular kind of movement worked better with more interest. In fact, her own body moving against his and her lips meeting his added a bit more feeling overall. She could easily do this, and more often than not she'd likely enjoy it. At least from the point of sparking her own climax and of feeling and looking at the man beneath her. Mugen was winning on several accounts just by being exactly her type and the added movements seemed to enforce the aggression. Along with that, as she met his thrusts, eventually her own flourish would be met by a Mugen also expelling himself into her person. It was such a strangely filling sensation. She found herself continuing to move even while moaning her climax into him, even while kissing him even while her fluids and his mixed along his shaft. Eventually she'd break that kiss and lean back. She could feel her body processing what he spilled into it. She also felt kind of hot, in temperature. "I feel... different," she murmured seeming not to quite know how to describe the current quality of her feelings. Even so, it wouldn't really stop her from moving at all.

At the same time, Anais found herself being asked about the number reference for the sexual position she was currently moving into. "Hai, sixty-nine when written as a numerals looks like what this position is... so it became an innuendo for the position. That in turn became a juvenile joke in some ways I guess," she said explaining the human understanding of this sexual position. She did this even while understanding why those who used sex for information might actually try such a position. Soon enough though the girl didn't have much to say. Having placed her loins in front of this man's face she was up for inspection which apparently left him murmuring about the almost divine quality of the return of her loins to their previous state. Her face reddened and warmed quite a bit. "H--hai!~" she found herself moaning as soon after he spoke his lips making contact with her folds again. Truly, she'd find herself overly distracted by such a thing, including the slurps which sounded strangely pleasant to her. Beyond that the hands of the elf would be found at her sides, which was also comforting. Not one to fall behind, the girl's tongue extended and then her hand to begin stroking and wetting his manhood. It would only evolve from there as trips into her mouth would result in her moans vibrating around the fullness of her mouth.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed a standard had been reached. Both parties were mobile from the waist down, and each had their tongues thrashing against the other's. The moment Mugen loosed his essence inside the lass, she brought an end to the latter while continuing the former. She leaned back and mentioned feeling somehow different. Meanwhile, Mugen didn't seem bothered at all. A 'different' feeling was to be expected, after all. His offering had no purpose. It didn't come with any knowledge or specific add-on, and it seemed Yume wasn't making use of it either. "You should," was all he said. As for what he did, well... he did exactly what he would always do. His hips continued thrusting, and every thrust came with another expulsion.

Meanwhile, Anais explained the reason the number 69 was applied to this particular setup. In thinking of the number, Ailen supposed he could see the point of it. He would have expressed an opinion on the matter, but Anais's genitalia had already taken his attention. With that being the case, Ailen's mouth was occupied without much hesitation at all. Purposeless was this exchange, apart from simple enjoyment and physical pleasure. As that was the case, Ailen found himself far more susceptible to distraction. Anais began with tongue lashes and hand strokes as normal, but the moment her mouth closed around him and delivered those vibrating moans, he was taken aback enough to halt all tongue movement. On the other hand, the kneejerk reaction in this case involved his face pressing into Anais's womanhood firmly, essentially affecting the use of his tongue indirectly. He, too, was brought to moan. Had he intended to reciprocate the vibrations? Initially, no; though he would do so quite purposely after the first few moments.

[Apollymi]

As Yume leaned back, she claimed to feel different, and according to Mugen she should. That was an odd thing to say. Why did she feel this way? Nothing had truly changed, well except that she wasn't doing anything in particular with the energy she'd been given. The first few times, she'd been converting energy, turning it into her new face, using it to call forth an Eldritch Horror, turning that horror into clothing. Now, she was just accepting it, was it a matter of interaction. "I don't think I've felt like this since we raided Ai-chan's parents liquor cabinet," she murmured as she felt strangely woozy. She kept moving her hips but she found herself looking down at Mugen again, did his mana have some kind of weird extra effect? Was that really something someone as overwhelming as him actually needed? Her mouth shifted gently, to that silent o shape that she used to express her silent surprise. A slight shift would be made, Yume's legs would be shifting apart, her knees moving apart, causing a spread in her legs, that tightened her core just a bit. Well if she was going to be some form of inebriated she might as well enjoy herself. Her rise and lower seemed to be something much more concentrated, as she stared down at Mugen.

Strangely, in Ailen's room, Anais was being treated to her own medicine. Or rather the kind of thing she'd been doing to Ailen for the last few hours. While she moaned and hummed on Ailen's manhood seeming to enjoy the experience, her own folds were treated similarly. Whether by design or by accident, it seemed to be pushing her rather close to orgasm. Actually, it would be happening within a few moments, which would lead to a rather deep pitched vibration as Ailen's rod found itself near the back of the young elafia's throat. Ah, well, this was meant to be fun, so obviously it didn't matter, if Ailen got a taste of ripe persimmon and if she got a bit more honey to go along with her earlier snacks. And unlike the earliest time when experiencing an orgasm would have caused the girl to skittishly move away, her body relaxed and she relaxed against his form enjoying the sensations. 'This might kill me,' the girl thought her internal voice only laughed. 'Might be time to die then~' Sinais teased. Death by orgasm didn't seem to bad.

[Bloodedge]

According to Yume, her strange feeling was equated to a state of drunkenness. Being a fan of alcohol himself, Mugen saw no reason to be bothered by the feeling. Alas, the surprise Yume experienced was a given, considering her lack of prior experiences with magical beings. How did that show in her movements? There was a further opening of her legs, which resulted in a firmer grip of Mugen's girth. All that grinding and rotating was replaced by a more consistent bounce of hips. Suddenly, Mugen felt more like he was receiving a cock massage. "That must have been a good day," he said regarding the apparent raiding of a liquor cabinet. Ah, but she hadn't gotten enough yet. Mugen was still entirely willing to waste his mana, so he was still blasting away into the newborn demoness. "But you should feel even better. You could... if you just realize I'm the only one worth giving yourself to. And, you may as well. It seems like you've already decided to let all that mana do whatever it wants inside you~♥"

At the start of this day, Ailen didn't expect his escapades to involve a baptism at any point. Now, however, he was learning how much of a trap this position was. It seemed the more he did, the more Anais did, with the same applying in reverse. Anais was already making headway in the process of wetting the elf's face. That sweet aroma and uncommon flavor were motivational things, but there was more. Down she went at the other end, making those vibrations fare more intense as she took Ailen deep into her throat. It would be in that moment that she did, indeed, have that taste of honey she sought. How could he resist, after all? It seemed he had no ability to do so, given the slight bucking of hips that came so naturally at the time. So strange was this endeavor when not done for the sake of information-sharing. Ailen's efforts should have been stopping after slurping away the mana offered by Anais, but he instead dove right back in with an extended tongue, flattened to cover as much space between Anais's folds as he could.

[Apollymi]

There was something interesting going on in the body and senses of Yume. As she shifted her position only slightly and began bouncing on the rather girthy tool sported by the demon he seemed to have nothing but mild approval for her teen hijinks. Perhaps it was the case that he wouldn't have understood why the thing she'd just admitted to as a thing she and her friends had done was a general negative, but that wouldn't stop her honesty. "What I remember of it was pretty great, yeah~" she mused. If she was being honest most of that day had been pretty much a blur, she would have had to ask one of her friends about the truth of her actions and the fun they had while intoxicated. Whatever the case, apparently there was more fun to be had here and now. "Oya? Are you tempting me, Mugen-sama?~" the girl asked in a teasing manner. Just the same he was still spilling his essence into her body. Given this she seemed to be relaxing more, or rather seeking something specific as far as sensation was concerned. Her knees had already come apart, but now she seemed to wish to stretch. So she would, spreading her legs into a horizontal spilt while continuing to bounce around though at an admittedly slow pace. She could feel a tingle deep in her loins as she moved."Even a girl who grew up in a non-magical world wouldn't casually agree with a demon. Though admittedly I kind of want to~" the girl mused. That being said there wasn't much she wouldn't accept from this man, actually she could think of very little she'd find problematic.

Anais had her body relax almost naturally. She didn't know what she expected but Ailen's tongue becoming something in contact with more of her loins post her climax wasn't exactly it. Even so, she couldn't help but enjoy the sensation which made her loins twitch internally. It was quite difficult concentrate on doing anything of substance while she was feeling so much. That being said, there was a coincidental movement occurring as Ailen thrusted into her mouth a bit on his own. How nice. She ended up rewarding that motion with the swallowing at the back of her throat, carrying honey flavored mana and his girth a little deeper. All the while, the movements of her hand continued with an occasional prodding of mana along his length in the softness of her hands. She wouldn't be giving up her tactile fixation under any circumstances, and their current form of interaction did make some great sounds.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, Yume didn't have a full memory of her drunken experience. How strange. Well, he supposed she was human after all. Mortals couldn't be expected to retain so much of themselves when becoming heavily intoxicated. Now, however, she'd probably find things quite different. Oh well. The former human's memory was no real concern of Mugen's now that she'd properly ascended. More important was the apparent temptation he offered, which Yume thought to question. "I might be~" he quipped in response. Yume went on to alter her own position. Those separated legs spread apart even more, each extending horizontally on either side of the girl's body. Mugen figured he'd seen the limit of her advancement, but no, she managed to produce an even stronger effect right away... all while saying something about not casually agreeing with demons. Hearing that, Mugen stared challengingly into the girl's face, a confident grin upon his own. "You're wrong. Even goddesses have a hard time saying no. As for you... it's only a formality that I'm even giving the option. Words have power. Agreements have power. We don't want a weak bond, do we, Yu-pyon~? We both know you like the promise of infinity. Don't let our arrangement mean anything less, and throw yourself into it."

At this point, Ailen had officially given up on study being his primary focus. Initially, he did mean to gain some sort of insight from this current approach. Ah, but the trap had already made itself clear. The moment he tasted of Anais's flourish, his purpose changed as if being replaced by a literal thirst. That happened to be the same moment his accidental thrust was met by a seemingly purposeful quivering of Anais's throat around him, which made the elf fully devote to the purpose of... just having an experience. Adding to that the mana pulses from her hands, she managed to force a bit extra through his shaft. As a result, Ailen's tongue pressed against her pearl with a bit of force that wasn't entirely intentional. The tip of his nose was threatening her entrance as well. That, too, was a matter of circumstance that he wouldn't consciously do away with.

[Apollymi]

Mugen might be tempting her? Really? It seemed to Yume that Mugen was tempting her in one of the most literal ways possible while also being buried inside her. Yes, she'd put herself in this position herself, but... that wasn't really important to what was taking place in the moment. Yume's current position was one which simultaneously stirred her and tightened around Mugen. Such a snug fit would only be made tighter by a glare aimed the girl's way as Mugen seemed to challenge her words just a bit. He went on to give her lesson in demonology. According to the man goddesses had a hard time saying no. Well, she supposed she wouldn't feel bad when the bar was set so high. Perhaps, somewhere there was someone who'd manage it. But apparently for her this was only a formality. She was given a set of sentences as she raised and lowered herself over and over again, stirring her soul with his tool. He spoke of their bond, of the power of words, of their existing agreement. He even used that little pet name which had the girl near swooning along with everything else.

"It should probably be criminal to be so persuasive, Mugen-sama~" the girl commented. She was rather hot, her body was really tense, and she seemed to be on the verge of collapse. At the end of it, she knew it wasn't her. She wasn't the one who'd deny herself infinity. She wouldn't weaken the bond between herself and a man who was so perfectly her type. She had no reason to avoid throwing herself headlong into what he offered. "I've already thrown myself into the deep end... I see no reason to avoid diving deeper now~" the girl mused setting up her agreement. One which would end in the relaxing of her legs in such a way as to leave her pushing the man as far into her body as she could get him from her current position and reaching orgasm around him once more. Ah, but the depth of what she'd accepted might be something worth looking into eventually.

At the same time, Anais was being treated to her mentor when he lost the educational aspect of his motivation. It didn't seem like a bad thing, with the additional spillage happening down her throat and that little swallowing against him. Knowing she could do whatever she wished without gagging gave her a weird sort of sensation to play with, and given her own tactile dysfunction even that of her throat was something worth indulging in a moment like this. Ah, but it wasn't just her indulging. In this case, she could feel how close Ailen's face was in her flesh. She felt his nose brushing against her opening, she felt the firmness of his tongue against her pearl. This almost thirsty search within her folds would reward him with what he sought her as her body retained its current arousal. She was almost dripping as her body seemed to inch towards climax with his extended efforts. Perhaps she find out today it was possible to become dehydrated by feeding someone else so much of yourself. Or maybe she'd take in enough to balance it out. Regardless, the movements of her tongue within her mouth seemed almost coaxing or teasing, even as he moved about in her mouth and throat. Hm, she seemed to be almost leaking mana from both ends, how strangely sloppy this thing was turning out to be.

[Bloodedge]

Persuasiveness was considered criminal, was it? Nonsense. Mugen's brand of persuasiveness was born originally of merit, which itself birthed confidence. One might find that in this world, the Skill widely known as Charisma was a hair's breadth away from vanity. Even then, the two could coexist, but that was neither here nor there. "If I'm a criminal for persuading you, does that make you a victim? Well..." Mugen paused, thinking back to just a few moments prior. A single glare so easily created a physical reaction in the lass ─ one he found pleasant enough to seek consciously. Ah, but he could use more than his eyes, so he thought. "If so, that's fine. Some might say your entire life up to this point has been the growing process of my perfect prey~♥" he concluded.

Yume agreed to possession... in a way. She claimed to see no reason behind avoiding a deeper dive into darkness, debauchery and all other things that came along with their connection. In terms of agreement, she was on the right track. In terms of applying to the world itself, however, she fell just shy of full potency. "That's a start. But, that was justification," Mugen said as the otherwise continuous spillage from his member halted. Yume descended the lowest she possibly could. Mugen knew the desired effect was beginning to engrave itself, but no... this one had to be undoubtedly more powerful than a certain other four would be. "Justification isn't binding. Give yourself to me." With those final words, there was a peculiar, eerie glow in Mugen's eyes. His voice seemed to echo, albeit with no discernable effect. What was the point? Well, there wasn't one... yet.

Meanwhile, Anais was leaking mana from both ends of her being. Ailen lost mana only from one, though it seemed Anais had every intention for making up the difference with her actions. If he didn't constantly have mana to drink, he'd very quickly splash away everything he had into the girl's throat. Perhaps that was her intention, or perhaps her methods were a bit more reactive than that. Whatever the truth of it was, he could hear a great deal more than his own slurping. Whether it was his own mana flowing back, or Anais's saliva dripping down, he wasn't sure... but something was causing Ailen's groin to rival his face in saturation. They couldn't have that. As the mentor here, he couldn't surpass Anais in moments of inspiration. With that in mind, he did take a page from her book, so to speak. Focusing energies at the tip of his tongue, he amplified existing vibration-like stimuli, as if his goal was to send sonar pulses through the girl's loins until they reached her Spiritual Core. Perhaps by doing so, he'd get as close as possible to a first-hand experience at drowning. That'd be a useful study eventually... maybe.

[Apollymi]

Mugen's level of persuasive ability should make him a criminal. In the terms of the planet she came from, he might have been thought of as such. Being a smooth talker was one certifiable way to end up on a watchlist or something like that. But here and now Yume's desire was to be on his watchlist instead. Mugen claimed that she could be considered to have been growing into his perfect prey. Hm, when did being a target of predation start sounding like something to accept. "You're not exactly making it easy to stop thinking about it like that, Mugen-sama~" she answered the man. Maybe it didn't matter, maybe being his prey, his pet... his, should be considered in a different way than she would have originally interpreted it.

Ah, but even as she sank down to the depths on Mugen's tool, she'd apparently only given a justification. That really seemed like splitting hairs to Yume, but she did know the use of words already perhaps what he needed was something more affirmative, more conscious or more unconscious. Magic was weird. In response to this lack of commitment as it were, the stream of mana he'd been pouring into her, stopped. How strange, she wasn't sure why, but she kind of missed the sensation of it once it was gone. She stared down at him and found him looking back at her. Not looking, he was glaring, his eyes glowing. That was hot. Too hot, so hot she found it to be the sort of thing she'd always look for, always accept. Nothing was comparable to the feeling such a look gave her. Her face reddened her body was tightening even further and that little orgasm seemed to be almost a wave, even while she was being still. And then he made a demand like it was a casual suggestion. He wanted her to give herself to him, all logic was disappearing from her brain. Or maybe, it'd never really been there to begin with, given how easily she forgot about peripheral beings while he was in front of her. "Hai! I'm yours Mugen-sama♥!~" she said those words and meant them, mind body and soul, he could take what he wished from her, and she'd allow it. No, it was worse than that, she'd give it, willingly.

Anais was soon to learn something important. She was going to learn the price of introducing innovation to the Paragon of Potions. A man who learned actively as something he well and truly enjoyed was bound to learn to do things well beyond what was normal for any regular person. So how interesting Anais's life became in the moment his tongue induced a mana vibration. It ran down her body into her very core. It caused a strange harmony in her plural selves. Each version of the girl felt that tingle starting at the apex of her sex and spreading out to every fiber of her being. It was a tingle which caused her flesh to goose and her limbs to lose feeling for a moment. The girl's loins flooded and her entire body seemed to tense and relax. She found herself withdrawing from the man, just a little. Utterly distracted by the feeling vibrating around in her body. Though her hand hadn't stopped moving she found herself gently moaning her content. He was obviously trying to murder her, just like that first time she was sure she was dying. Oh well... perhaps death would find the situation funny? 'We're not dying, we're living!~' mentioned Sinais who found the sensation quite pleasant as well. Anais on the other hand felt like she should be trying to withdraw, just a bit, to avoid a permanent death at this man's hands. Perhaps she should shift away just a bit, slide closer to her own target and give herself a minor break? Yes, that seemed reasonable, but her body didn't exactly agree, her muscles simply twitched and near clamped around his head. when did she become so disagreeable?

[Bloodedge]

Mugen's intention was certainly not to make it difficult for Yume's opinion to change. She was free to consider his actions criminal all she liked, and he'd embody it as necessary. He could even consider it fun to fully behave as a predator, though that was of little consequence considering how far things had progressed already. Yume was beyond simple consideration of the idea. His little suggestion even tipped her over the edge with no effort whatsoever, essentially establishing his position without a single word said. There were words to come, though. When Yume spoke, she did so in the most open, yet certain way possible. She may not have known exactly how much of herself she'd officially given away... or maybe she did. Either way, she offered the entirety of her existence to the demon just in time to receive another expulsion of his essence. This one would be markedly quite different. Mugen would be filling her body as normal, but her womb was no longer a stopping point. Yume would be learning what it felt like to have her soul flooded by something that would subsequently entangle it. There was no backing out of such deals with devils, but Yume ─ no, Shinomiya Kaguya would find herself bound for eternity by a method that showed physically just over the womb, though... not necessarily limited as such, depending on the situation. "That's how a good little pet should sound~♥" he said, almost as if there was an additional purpose to the line. In fact, Yume would likely soon discover one of the upper limits to their agreement. . .

She wouldn't be the only one discovering an upper limit, though. It seemed Anais was discovering the limit of her own tolerance ─ at least mentally. A taste of her own medicine had the lass struggling to break free, seeking refuge by distancing herself. After subjecting Ailen to the sensation of being at the bottom of river rapids, she did manage a small retreat. Alas, even her body didn't agree. Ailen would have given her a moment's rest if necessary; he wasn't a demon after all. Ah, but her attempted movement resulted only in mixed signals going his way. She moved forward, but her thighs engulfed his head to basically undo the former motion. In Ailen's mind, it was perhaps the case that a Spark of Wisdom gave her ideas for an improved experience. Not one to intentionally disappoint, the elf did a bit of critical thinking. He had a bit less space to work with now, so an extended tongue would become tiresome rather quickly. Ah, but he still had lips! With Anais's love bud still reasonably within reach, he could just... close his lips around it and continue with a somewhat lower frequency of mana vibrations. That must have been the girl's intention when she moved.

[Apollymi]

If Mugen wished to play criminal, Yume didn't mind. In fact, she was more than willing to leave herself open to his advances. Maybe she was more willing to be open to him than even she realized. Such was obvious by her own words, she stated that he could have her and she meant it. Her own desires, her understanding of how much her type this man was, and her ability to give up on a world that had already mostly given up on her. If he wanted to invade her mind, body and soul, she was more than willing to allow it, as completely as he wished to take her on. Such was exemplified by the filling of her core once more, but it felt like something much further beyond her womb. She felt this energy in her physical form and much deeper than even the first time. According to Mugen this was how a good pet was supposed to sound. Well, if they had roles to play she supposed her own was far from negative. Actually, the feeling in her body was quite beyond what she expected. The girl found herself moaning softly and feeling something appear over her womb. "Oh? Mugen-sama, what did I agree to?~" she questioned, ah... she'd take responsibility for this, but it felt like she'd done something rather irreversible. What was that? Well, she supposed she always thought about getting a tattoo, and it was in spot she could easily hide it.

Meanwhile, Anais seemed to be accidentally encouraging deviance in her mentor. The difference between her physical and mental anguish, ended in the elafia making a bit of headway in withdrawing. That being said, she didn't get away properly, nor did she vocalize wanting a break. So.... much to her own shock, she was treated to even more ridiculousness from her mentor. She'd find his lips wrapped around her apex with low frequency vibration. Oh. That was so nice, her body found itself responding to it, even as she went to place his manhood back within her mouth she was stopped as she moaned against the tip instead flicking with her tongue though she'd intended so much more. It was so distracting, but it felt so nice she didn't want him to stop. She could easily find herself reaching orgasm while he did such a thing. And the muscles of her thighs around his head jumped as she felt only pleasure pulsing through her body down to her spiritual core. "Shishou♥!~," she started as the idea to use her tongue struck her more prominently. He'd used his in a similar way, so why not? She traced his manhood with a gentle vibration from that moist appendage instead, down the shaft to the base then back around the tip. "It's really great!~ " she was near crying. "If you do it like that though, I'll be really distracted~" she moaned. Ah her face was quite red and she was really enjoying it. But she definitely found this level of activity distracting to her own goals as far as his pleasure were concerned.

[Bloodedge]

Sadly for Yume, what she received was far from an easily-hidden tattoo. If it appeared, no manner of clothing would be able to fully conceal it ─ especially garbs of the mortal variety. She was now in possession of an ancient and accursed thing which solidified their bond beyond time and space. The girl asked what she agreed to. Naturally, she was owed an answer. "You know what you agreed to. You said you were mine, and you are. That mark proves it. People used to call it 'the demon wedding ring', but that's far simpler than it should be. Shall I show you some of its uses, Yu-pyon?" Mugen presented a question, but he wasn't exactly going to wait for an answer before acting. Yume would find that seal on her pelvis pulsing as if the mark itself penetrated her womb. In that same moment, the seal grew by spreading throughout her soul and body. A second, longer mark would appear on her lower back. A third would appear on her her chest, as if emerging from her cleavage and spreading just below the collarbone. Yet another was akin to a collar wrapping around her neck, producing lesser copies of itself on the wrists and ankles. With all of those in place, Mugen even had the ability to shift the girl's behavior as he wished. By his desire, he could leave her ravenous even whilst penetrated. Even now, he would trigger the sin of lust in conjunction with greed: two of his favorites to see at once when practicing this sort of seal on the goddess Miwa. "I could make you more of a pet... or I could make you more of a slut. Or... I could do both, and everything between~♥"

Poor Miyuki had to sit there and watch the strangest thing he'd ever seen. Kaguya, as he knew her, was giving more of herself to this magical world demon by the moment. He saw numerous marks appear across her body. Anyone had to know what that sort of thing meant. It was the type of marking one would see from succubi and incubi in fiction, signifying some sort of possession or... something of the like. Alas, Miyuki was made more incapable of acting as time passed. He already couldn't speak; now he couldn't move at all. Surely something was being done to him as well, right?

Anais spoke of distraction, but what could she possibly be distracted from? Well, Ailen could understand the gist of it. Neither of them had any academic purpose in the current endeavor, yet each had the purpose of offering the other a certain level of pleasure. Ailen tried his damnedest to remain consistent, only to halt for a moment as Anais's tongue trailed along his length. He couldn't focus his own mana very well while a small amount of it was ejecting from his manhood, probably splashing onto Anais's cheek as she moved. Without much ability to knead mana at the other end, Ailen could do little more than take the physical approach via suction and humming. A bit of ingenuity went a long way, as Anais was content to exemplify time and time again.

[Apollymi]

What had Yume received? A demon wedding ring? Well, that sounded about like what she expected, but apparently that understanding was overly simplified. Mugen in all his infinite niceness, offered to show her how it worked. He even used that pet-name she was finding herself to be so very fond of. The mark seemed to pulse where it was, through her womb causing a rather distinctly pleasant feeling, one she couldn't have explained if she tried. She could feel and see these marks popping up across her body, her lower back, across her chest, around her neck, wrists and ankles. The triggering of this set of marks seemed to make the girl ravenous. Her mouth opened, but her tongue fell out before she said anything at all. Her face reddened but it was much more than a simple blush as a reaction. Her entire body was hot, so much that she'd began moving again rather aggressively. She wanted more. More what? Depth, more energy, more of him in contact with her body? Yes, all of those things! She leaned into the man as he spoke of all the things he could do with this power and sje moaned as she found relief by pressing as much of her skin against his as she could. Her hips were moving in a grinding motion but she left her skin in direct contact with him.

"Mugen-sama♥!~ I feel empty, but full... I want more~" the girl managed as she pressed her mouth against his. Did she not expect to have him answer her verbally but she knew innately she could have more. Perhaps, him enjoying this was also worth chasing, she would see. As her hips kept pounding against his pelvis she aimed to slip her tongue into her mouth choosing to invade while being invaded. Actually, whatever was going on with Miyuki was beyond something she could bring herself to care about now. Technically speaking she found herself easily ignoring everything but Mugen and her desire to have as much of him as she could.

At the same time, Anais found herself experiencing quite a lot at Ailen's hands. Even as they weren't pursuing anything other than pleasure, both seemed to find themselves surprised by their continued actions. A splash of mana to Anais's cheek would give the girl a moment of pause. During which she'd use her other hand to move it into her mouth. Easily she could find herself dealing with such an offering, even when it was just an incident encouraged by her own actions. Actually, even without the application of mana to her folds, Ailen was fully capable of bringing about another flourish from Anais. He'd simply find his face incapable of drying as his tongue and mouth played within her sex. Perhaps... this really was something just worth doing. Maybe the connection between her and Ailen as mentor and apprentice really was just something she truly enjoyed. There was nothing wrong with any of this, she was certain... she'd always enjoy this... And that was both aspects, which she realized as his manhood made its way back into her mouth. She couldn't help but use that tongue of hers to encourage his release, just the same the girl found her hand moving along his shaft, she even found a hand moving along his sack. Well, she was a pretty handsy person and she found looking at them that they seemed to twitch and move with every expulsion. She should encourage such a thing right? So she would, with a gentle hand that she'd experiment with learning this special texture, assuming no real pressure would be needed to feel those twitches directly.

[Bloodedge]

Mugen may have barely been making an effort, but he found it quite easy to shift Yume's urges forward a fair amount. Dealing with one who had no reason to see sexual endeavors as more than enjoyment was quite ideal for the demon. Those markings spread across her body, and she showed signs of nigh-unrivaled arousal immediately. Very quickly did Yume exemplify one of Mugen's favorite expressions to see on a woman's face. Only one thing was missing, but that tended to come with an additional requirement. First though, Yume made her own requirements known. She wanted more, and it was no simple desire. The rise and fall of her hips was already being replaced by a grinding motion as she leaned against him for maximum contact. Her movements earlier were disturbingly tame compared to how fervently she drove him into herself. If not for his mouth being suddenly occupied by the girl's tongue, perhaps Mugen would have offered a joke about becoming a self-pleasuring tool. Instead, all he could do was rampage against Yume's tongue with his own.

Miyuki was distraught, thinking this had all become far too much. Mugen, on the other hand, felt this was much more his speed. The demon's hands were firmly latched onto her sides as his groin flexed and pumped repeatedly, building mana toward an eventual release. In due time, Mugen found the smallest break between lips and tongue. By then, his original jest had been lost in favor of a very different statement. "More should be an understatement. That's fine, though; you've go a ways to go still. Fuck yourself stupid if that's what'll do the trick," he said, each sentence bridged either by smacking lips or thrashing tongue.

At the current rate of progression, Ailen was going to be the one unconscious for sixteen hours. He didn't think being incapable of seeing Anais's side of things would make a difference, but the added surprise to every maneuver heightened the experience tenfold. Moreover, there was the fact that Anais wasn't just keeping the status quo either. When next she put forth an effort, Anais applied lips, tongue and hand as per usual... but also brought her other hand to his testicles. Such a strange decision that was. Never in his life had Ailen experienced such a thing firsthand, so she'd undoubtedly be feeling many a twitch directly ─ via both hands and her mouth, actually. Having such a new experience was more than reason enough for Ailen to throb from groin to soul as he pressed onward through the veritable flood to press his face fully into Anais's undercarriage. Ailen didn't need to breathe; he needed to absorb and deliver every lavishing tongue-stroke he could manage. Perhaps he'd even give consideration to copying another advancement Anais took advantage of. . .

[Apollymi]

Sex was for Yume a thing of fun. The magic and extras involved with it, were mostly seen as bonuses, but not as the primary focus. Having already dealt with the potential negatives surrounding even being thought to have a sexual appetite in her own world, the girl was far beyond denying herself the fun of it after having the experience. No, she found it much to easy to completely surrender herself to Mugen in this case, to leave herself in the care of her master, so to speak. It became much easier still when her increased aggression was met by acceptance. Her tongue was accosted in his mouth and his manhood throbbed within her, even as she used him to satisfy her new more physical urges. And she was fed by this sort of interaction, finding Mugen capable of passing along a sentence or two between their urgent bout of tongue wrestling.

All the while whatever Miyuki was doing what she sought her own pleasure was completely insignificant. Mugen's actions were worth being enthused over. His words, didn't exactly make sense, but maybe they would eventually. She liked her current level of seeking and would continue to do so. If she could use Mugen and... 'fuck herself stupid' as the demon put it, then... why not? "Hai! Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl affirmed only to continue on her way. She met his building thrusts with her own movements. She thrashed her own tongue about in his mouth, that split of hers remained and she used the leverage it gave to aid the aggression of her own movements. All the time, her body felt hot, her loins dripping and those tattoos around her body seemed to pulse with sensation and power. How could she do anything but love this?

Just the same, Anais was learning what it meant to get caught up in activities involving sensation. Though she'd admitted already this elf was distracting her a bit, she eventually found herself capable of continuing on in her usual way. In taking hold of his family jewels, she did indeed get to feel extra pulses and twitches rather directly. How interesting!~ She couldn't have been more amused if she tried. The throbbing in his groin and into her mouth was also something she enjoyed, causing her to apply more suction with her jaws as she moved him towards the back of her throat. Just the same, her own actions were going to be distracted from mostly because she couldn't see what was being done to her either. In fact, the man's face hadn't come out of her folds in quite a while. His face was so fully pressed into her that she wouldn't have understood anything, that being said, she could feel his tongue moving about, lavishing strokes upon her sex which caused her to moan and rather freely continue quenching his thirst. They might both be done for after this, she was pretty sure she could probably use a second nap by the time this was over. Maybe that was fine, 'Sure as long as you wake up and have him for breakfast too♥!~' Sinais mentioned. Anais was going native again, she didn't even argue about the goodness of such an idea.